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The young man saluted, pulled down the mask and put it on his face, and then retreated to the gate of the main hall with the soldiers.

He climbed onto the drum that was almost as tall as him, with bare feet, raised his hands, raised his head slightly, and assumed a posture of praying to heaven.The soldiers, on the other hand, lined up in rows of three, gathering quickly and densely.

Everyone waited for their next move, but saw them motionless and remained still for a long time.Everyone was puzzled, and began to wonder if they felt timid after seeing His Majesty.At this time, the young man moved. While clapping his hands above his head, he stomped his feet fiercely. The sound of "dong dong dong" was like a thunderbolt, which exploded on the chests of the audience.

"Huh~ha!" Following the boy's ethereal and strange tone, the soldiers simultaneously stepped forward with their left legs, followed the sound of the drums, and walked into the hall step by step, expanding the phalanx, followed by the boy's applause that shook the sky roar.If the ancients had seen the military training of the Hua people, they would be no strangers to this parade performance.

"Huh~ha!" The young man let out another ethereal tone, and all the soldiers stood still with a "kuang kuang", and with a "ha", they pulled out their sword sheaths from their waists, and put on a fighting preparation.When designing this scene, Xiao originally wanted to use real swords, but with His Majesty the Emperor around, they couldn't bring weapons on the battlefield.

However, for the ancients, they saw soldiers with knives painted with red ghost faces, and their movements were uniform, like evil spirits from the underworld to reap human lives. Among them, several officials couldn't help but clutch their chests, their faces full of horror.The one who called Feng Yuan good last time stood up from the chair again and clapped vigorously excitedly.They have never been on the battlefield, and they never knew that the drums could be beaten so powerfully. The sound of the drums, "dong dong" hit their souls, and seeing the red-faced evil spirits made their whole bodies tremble.

His Majesty's tense and slightly relaxed body, the expression on his face changed from a fake smile to a real solemnity and solemnity.Prince Xian put down the teacup in his hand and stared intently at every movement of the young man, while the wandering King Pingyao also sat up straight and looked at his own soldiers with scorching eyes.

After two or three seconds of silence, the boy's feet were beating wildly, and the beating of the drums was getting faster and faster, like a rolling river rushing towards his face. Several soldiers stared at the same time, their red grimaces became more ferocious, and they raised their swords to make a slashing motion, scaring Several officials who were close to each other leaned back and fell directly to the ground.It was the same official who called Feng Yuan a good one, he blushed excitedly, jumped up, and shouted excitedly: "Okay!"

The dance had just begun, and as the teenager jumped on the big and small drums, the formation of the nine soldiers changed back and forth, squatting, ambush, and fighting. With the roar of the soldiers, the atmosphere was brought to the climax.

"Huh~ha!" There was another strange tone, the young man knelt down devoutly on the drum, the soldiers gathered around the big drum where the young man was standing, pushed the big drum to the middle of the hall with all their strength, and then retreated to the corner like the tide , held up the drumsticks, and knocked on the clapper together. In this series of sounds, the boy began to dance. Although his movements were slow, they were very powerful. One stretched and one kicked, like an ancient and mysterious battle. sacrifice.

There is solemnity in the shock, and awe of the gods.

His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help standing up from the throne, and paid attention to the boy.The other officials also seemed to feel the pull of some mysterious force, and hurriedly knelt down, touching the ground with their foreheads, extremely devout.

"Huh~ha!" After the strange accent, the soldiers stopped beating the drums and pushed the drums of different sizes into the middle of the hall.The boy nodded his feet and jumped between the drums with a light body. At the same time, the boy sang a word in a low voice. "The mountains and rivers are full of ups and downs. They are divided into the northern country and the southern part of the country. In the face of swords and swords, we are loyal and courageous."

The soldiers held the drumsticks and beat the snare drum very hard, shouting together: "Ha!"

"We leave our homes, and we are companions through wind and rain, protecting us from generation to generation, without fear of any hardships and dangers." The young man jumped and flew on the drum.

With tears in their eyes, the soldiers beat the snare drum vigorously again, saying from the bottom of their hearts: "Ha!"

"Look at the clanging of iron hooves, we have traveled all over thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. We stand at the forefront and worship our lord with the heads of our enemies. Look at the pride that remains unchanged. Year after year, we stand between heaven and earth and use the blood of our enemies to pay homage to our Lord." .Protect me for generations to come, and may the world be peaceful and happy!" The young man stood on the drum, with his feet close together, standing on tiptoe, beating up and down, while his arms changed in different directions, and his fingers formed seals, as if on the drum. A series of spells were drawn in mid-air.

This is a sacrifice and a sacrifice!

The sound of the "dong dong dong" drum was deafening, and the soldiers shouted in unison: "Protect me from all ages, may the world be peaceful and happy!"

There is no complaint here, only loyalty to the people and the country, but it also shows the difficulties and dangers that the soldiers will face.

There is no invitation for credit here, only the truth of the gentle narrative, but it is even more touching and empathetic.

The young man at this time is like an elf who fell into the mortal world by mistake, and also like a heroic spirit condensed by thousands of soldiers who sacrificed for the country.He knelt on the big drum and kowtowed to Emperor Duan Chenghao, as if to fulfill the last wish of the martyrs who died in the battle. They were telling His Majesty the Emperor and the people of the world that they had managed to protect the great Zhou with their lives. , Let the common people live in peace, worthy of their hearts, worthy of their ruler, and worthy of their people!

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes were red with emotion, and he stepped forward a few steps, wanting to hold the young man's hand, but his uncle stepped ahead and carried him away.King Pingyao also surrounded him, circling around the uncle excitedly, wanting to reach out and touch the boy.

Feng Yuan, who returned to the Furong Courtyard to wait for the results, heard a few faint drumbeats, which were not coherent. He felt that Qingyan's performance must not be as exciting as it was in the Qin Barracks a few days ago, and he was definitely the champion.However, before he could laugh out loud, the guards rushed in with a yellow horse carrying a knife and pushed him and his twin sisters to the ground.

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Feng Yuan's identity was found out by Prince Xian. It turned out that he was Bai Fengyuan, the young prince of Xirong Kingdom. He came to Dazhou to listen to the news and intelligence of the court, sow discord among officials, and weaken Dazhou's strength in disguise.

The officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all in danger. They all invited Feng Yuan, the most beautiful luthier in the world, to play the piano for the sake of face.They don't remember any important government affairs revealed during this period.

The few officials who had been provoked by Feng Yuan immediately pleaded guilty to the emperor if they had the brains, and begged grandpa to sue grandma if they had no brains, and were busy making connections.

Prince Xian's men immediately arrested this group of mindless people and locked them together with Feng Yuan.

After several months of trial, their crimes were finally grasped.

And Bai Fengshen, the eldest prince of Xirong Kingdom who just sat on the throne, sent an official letter to Dazhou, saying that the little prince of Xirong, Bai Fengyuan, had died violently three years ago. His Majesty the Emperor can dispose of it himself.

His Majesty the Emperor affixed the jade seal on the crime, and Feng Yuan got decapitated.

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"What did you say? Feng Yuan was beheaded?" Xiao Yuan opened her eyes wide in horror, and jumped off Duan Jingzhe's lap.The protagonist is the person with the highest luck in the whole novel, how could he just die? "Are you sure it was Feng Yuan who died?"

Duan Jingzhe stretched out his hand to pull the man back, hugged him again, and then nodded affirmatively, "Cheng Yu supervised the beheading himself." Watching him dance the drum dance that day, there was always an illusion that he would leave him, and it was also from that day on, He took the boy with him all the time, for fear that he would disappear in a blink of an eye.

"Ah, doesn't the King of Pingyao like him? Why don't you!" The full version of the novel has been repaired, and the plot and ending may change, but the protagonist will never die.where is the problem?

Duan Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and asked, "How did you know that Cheng Yu likes that meticulous work? Doesn't he like Yi'er?"

"Oh?" No, is this a trade-off?

Xiao Yuan felt uneasy, the protagonist was eliminated by him, and the ending was changed, what should I do?

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In that story, Xiao Yuan lived with Mr. System for 35 years. Prince Xian had only Xiao Yuan in his life. The two closed their eyes one after another and appeared together in the space.

"Welcome back."

Another outsider entered the space, Xiao Yuan opened his eyes, and stared defensively at the tall man dressed as a vampire in front of him, and the white ball of light floating in the air on the other side.He knew the white ball of light, it should be the man named Tang Kun.

Mr. System pulled Xiao Yuan behind him to protect him, raised his head to look at the man who was nearly 2 meters in front of him, and asked uncertainly, "Carl?"

The vampire nodded slightly to admit his identity, and went straight to Ming's intention without exchanging too many pleasantries. "It's me, Jingzhe, you have violated Articles No.30 and No.40 of the Ancient Culture Protection Law, and you are suspected of pornography and plagiarism. I am ordered by Shangfeng to arrest you. Please don't make unnecessary resistance. I will Keep your life safe."

"Jingzhe?"

Jing Zhe raised his hand to interrupt Xiao Yuan's worry, and asked Carl, "Where did I plagiarize?"

Carl shook his cloak and waved his hand, and the green screen on the entire wall began to play the brain wave novel "The Prince's Favorite Pet".

The story begins with the protagonist Feng Yuan becoming famous in Kyoto, and then he voluntarily drank the blinding poison in order to obtain more information about Dazhou. The prince dismissed the backyard for him.However, because of Qingyan's accidental break into the paddock, the original plot was completely changed. Everything the protagonist did became ridiculous, and he even secretly developed in the direction of the villain. In the end, he was found out as a spy and was abandoned by his brother. He died a particularly miserable death.

Karl licked his sharp canine teeth, and waved his hand again. Tens of thousands of comments have been posted, and the points have reached more than 5 million. "Although this novel has received a lot of praise, the first half of it is plagiarized from an ancient text, and the second half of the protagonist's death is too hasty. What's more, netizens think that Qingyan is the protagonist."

Mr. System glanced at him, and looked at him with a look of "you don't understand", "We don't call it plagiarism, it's called adaptation, re-creation, it should be considered derivative."

Carl frowned: "There are no such articles in the empire, either original or original."

Mr. System sneered: "Come on, Carl, if the empire only accepts the original, then what's going on with my job?"

The job of Mr. System is to collect and restore ancient documents. In order to make the story fuller, some characters can be described in depth, which can be regarded as an adaptation.

Carl: "Your job does not include changing the ending of the book!"

"Carl, your body is really good." Mr. System suddenly changed the subject, "I deeply portrayed a vampire duke in my last mission." With his hands behind his back, he gestured to Xiao Yuan to hurry up while no one was paying attention. Go to the next task.

However, their small movements were discovered by Tang Kun, who had been silent all this time. He spread out his spiritual tentacles, and the white light ball instantly lit up, surrounding them, "Sorry, Jing Zhe, you have to come with us today."