The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

It's not that I can't go back, but it's not the time to go back.

I have already added so many insurances, I hope these girls can restore their humanity safely.

but……

Considering the magic mark that was about to move when shaping the body of little Mary, but was suppressed by the sea of ​​life, Ying An always felt a little uneasy.

singularity.

A method used by behind-the-scenes black hands to disrupt human reason.

If the history of human reason is compared to a scroll of bamboo slips, then the singularity is the weak point on the cowhide straps that string the bamboo slips.Through the setting of the singularity, the history of human reason is no longer complete, but has become fragmented.

However, the opportunity he was waiting for was precisely this moment.

When humanism is fragmented, the mutual influence between history is also fragmented, that is to say, the butterfly effect after changing history is weakened to the minimum.

What the black hands behind the scenes have to do is to dismantle the human history, completely bleach it, and then turn it into the appearance that meets their expectations——【Format】

What Chaldea has to do is to go to the singularity point where the connection has been disconnected, and connect the history again—【Restore】

And what Ying An has to do is to go to other historical fragments when the human history is disassembled, and kill the hidden loophole virus in it—[Fix]

At this moment, Ying An completely turned himself into a photon, and after remotely manipulating Sheba, he disappeared into the singularity that was about to be repaired.

Alright, let’s write Daqin next.

Because it is basically original, so the writing will be very slow

Brother Zheng's image as an emperor is also difficult to grasp

The outline is still relatively scattered. I personally think that the floor may be laid too quickly, so I have to think carefully

Because at night my mind is wide open,

The next volume may involve Outer Gods, True Ancestors, Heroic Spirits, Beasts and Youxing

The ghost knows whether I can write well by myself, but I don’t care, anyway, I’m happy

Chapter 62 Chapter 23 The Meteorite Falls from the Sky, Death Divides the Earth

The first emperor was 36 years old.

It has been eight years since the Great Qin pacified South Vietnam and unified the world.

The First Emperor, who established his capital in Xianyang, was the first emperor in the history of the Central Plains to complete the unification.Self-confident prestige has surpassed all previous emperors, and the title of king is not enough to show his career, but he is called emperor.To show the merits and demerits of the three emperors, the meaning of the five emperors of virtue.

Stimulated by the military merit system, Daqin's iron cavalry were invincible on the battlefield, and even deterred some people with evil intentions.

Under the strict rule of law, people do not close their homes at night and do not pick up lost things on the road. The whole era seems to be a time of peace and prosperity.

But in Xianyang City, Ying Zheng, who was reviewing the memorial by candlelight at night, knew that this was definitely not the case.Even though eight years have passed, Daqin's problems have not diminished.On the contrary, there were so many problems that he, the emperor, felt that he would not be able to deal with them all his life.

In the undercurrent, the nobles, the old and the young, the families who refused to cooperate, and the opposition voices that were barely suppressed by the high-pressure policy.

Whether it is above the temple or far away in the rivers and lakes, there will always be a lot of annoying things.

What made him even more painful was that his successor, Fusu, didn't understand the emperor's mind, and blindly studied Confucianism, so he could be a pedant.If this huge empire were to be handed over to him, the empire would probably fall apart in less than five years.

But if he hadn't chosen Fusu, none of his other successors could satisfy him, including his beloved youngest son Hu Hai.

In addition, at this time to re-select a successor, where would he have time to train?

Time, time... In the end, it was still lost to time.

Thinking of his experience of seeking immortality and medicine, the majestic middle-aged man clenched his fists again.

Going into the fairy mountain and turning back without success, killing a big fish and accidentally injuring the sea god, is like exhausting luck in the unification of the six kingdoms, and the road to immortality is impossible to seek.

"Your Majesty, Qin Tianjian started to play, and guarded his heart, it seems that there is a falling star."

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East County.

Accompanied by a loud thunderous noise, the huge meteorite made intimate contact with the ground.

Most of the people who are still dull react to such things by hiding at home to avoid being punished by heaven.

Before this early morning, there were only a few people who seemed to have foreseen the fall of the meteorite and waited on the sidelines.

"Xuanjun. Falling Star has been found." The man in black respectfully saluted the only tall man in white in the crowd.

"Go forward and lead the way."

Dressed in white, the man who is called Xuanjun by everyone is not fake. He holds a roll of strangely colored bamboo slips in his hand. meteorite.

"Xuanjun, how is it?"

Among the group, the elderly man had a tense face, as if he was doing some decapitation business.

"Very good." Gently stroking the meteorite, Xuanjun seemed to be able to feel the remaining temperature on it: "Be careful, the war disaster is coming. Use this meteorite to engrave talismans, and Tyranny's luck is bound to be great." was contained, and the first emperor will die soon."

"Great!"

"The revival of the Great Wei Dynasty is expected!"

Even with his voice lowered, he could feel the eagerness in the hearts of a group of people.

"Please cast a spell, sir." The old man cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Don't forget, what you promised me."

"Don't dare. What Mr. said is of great benefit to us, how dare you forget it."

"That's fine."

The corner of Xuanjun's mouth curled into a dangerous arc, and he pressed a dagger wrapped in a strange aura on the surface of the meteorite.

Seeing Xuanjun, who was called the Immortal Master by many troubled kings and grandsons, began to cast spells, everyone opened their eyes wide, wanting to see the mystery.

The old man, on the other hand, is even more concerned about this major event related to the restoration of the country.

He found that every swing of Xuanjun's dagger did not leave obvious marks on the meteorite, but was deep or shallow, with different levels.It is obviously engraved with Xiaozhuan characters that are commonly used today, but when you look closely, you can feel that every stroke and every stroke makes people feel hairy and dizzy.

It was as if facing the danger of being swallowed by a flood dragon from the deep sea.

He even vaguely smelled a rancid smell from the sea from these words, and he was terrified, so he didn't dare to read it again, and even stopped a few curious juniors around him.

【Divided after the death of the First Emperor】

After Xuanjun's dagger was put back into its sheath, everyone could see clearly that the surface of the meteorite was engraved with six small seal scripts the size of the mouth of a bowl.

At first glance, each word is green like seaweed, but upon closer inspection, it turns out to be red like blood.

"Okay!" The old man clapped his hands happily: "Once Mr. takes action, the good days of Tyranny will not last long."

"Hmph. You should just hide and wait for the tyrant to die." Xuan Jun put the dagger back into his arms: "At that time, it will be your best chance to restore the country."

"Follow the instructions of Mr.

"Also, after I'm gone. Kill at least 20 people and bury them under the falling star to keep their resentment."

Xuanjun smiled coldly: "According to the nature of a tyrant, after knowing these words, he will definitely send a censor to inspect them. If they can't find out, then people around here will not be able to live. At that time, the resentment of those who died because of this will be overwhelmed." It will attach to this meteorite, reducing the tyrant's lifespan again."

"Yes, sir." A young man's face was full of sternness: "It doesn't matter if the tyrant doesn't kill him. We still have a lot of slaves hidden in our house. It's not enough. Let's kill the refugees again. It must be enough to make the meteorite die." Resentment, curse to kill the tyrant."

"Hmph, arrange it yourself."

Xuanjun waved his sleeves, ignored everyone, and disappeared into the early morning light in the blink of an eye.

He didn't tell them that the talisman he carved on the meteorite not only distorted the worship of the mysterious bird into a ghost to suppress Daqin's luck, but also that the corpses buried under the meteorite would also become corpse-eating The ghost comes back to life and attacks the person who killed him.The more slaves this group killed, the more ghouls would eventually attack them.

However, he didn't remind them that it was necessary.

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In the first rays of the sun's first rays, light from another era seeped in.

"As expected of a hidden file, it's hard enough to find."

In the description of the planet Will Gaia, the Celestial Dynasty is a mysterious place.

Because after Dayu cast Jiuding, he used the so-called Kyushu barrier to separate Shenzhou from the monitoring of Gaia and Alaya.

It is equivalent to setting a file to hidden mode.

If it wasn't for the mastermind this time who wanted to format the entire folder, I'm afraid this place would still not be affected.

Coming to this world according to the intuition of light, Ying An was also a little clueless.

Lixiang and the others want to restore the wrong history.

And what he has to do is to correct the [mistakes] that have become history.

So the big question is, what is the [mistake] of this history?

gone today

Original writing is more difficult, you need to collect manuscripts

Chapter 63 Chapter 24 Remnants of Summer, the Shadow of the Outer God

East County.

Putting on a local coarse cloth shirt, Ying An's public face blends in with the local crowd, except for a little whiter, there is basically no sense of disobedience.

"Xiaozhuan." Ying An calmly looked at the clues around him, guessing the era he lived in: "Xiaozhuan should have been widely replaced by official script at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, so is it the Western Han Dynasty or the Qin Dynasty?"

Ying An also didn't dare to ask casually, because the newcomer might expose problems because of his accent.After Qin Shihuang’s calligraphy and carriages were in the same track, it is said that the Chinese were born with the ability to recognize traditional Chinese characters. Sometimes they can even guess a few of Xiaozhuan correctly, but the difference in accent is too great.

Especially in ancient times, it paid special attention to geopolitics.If you have a wrong accent, you will definitely be on the list of black forces in some places.

There is no unnecessary trouble, it is better not to provoke.After listening to a lot, the quantum language translator made last time can interpret immediately through the accent format.

"Have you heard?"

"what?"

"On the falling star that fell a few days ago, there were words slandering His Majesty..."