In the water town south of the Yangtze River, the river flows are staggered and crisscrossed, the green waves are rippling, and the small bridge corridor can be seen everywhere.

Most people in the south of the Yangtze River live near the water, and the houses with pink walls and soap tiles reflect in the water, swaying with the waves, which has a unique Wu Nong charm. Especially in the evening, the sunset is slanting with thousands of lights, and the riverbanks are connected to each other, presenting a quiet and peaceful water town.

The sky was dark, and in a blue brick alley in Gusu City, Jiangnan Zimo came. It was dinner time, the alley was empty, and in the silence, he could only hear his own footsteps.

On both sides of the alley, there are high walls, and every time you walk a section, you can see a family's gray lacquered ruyi door. At the end of the road, a two-story carved railing building appeared in front of him, the eaves of the four corners of the small building, a string of brand-new red lanterns hung high in each of them, and two strong bronzing words were written on the plaque at the main entrance: "Yunfu", which is his current residence.

Jiang Nanjun knocked on the knocker, and the door opened, but there was no one inside. He stepped over the threshold into the patio, and the door creaked and closed behind him.

Passing through the moon cave gate of the patio, is the inner courtyard. In a row of carved and painted corridors, seven or eight side rooms are lined up. He walked to the door of a wing room in the deepest part of the corridor, took out a key from his sleeve, opened the door carved with diamond flowers and walked in, and closed the door with his hand, and then the candle in the room was lit, and the dark and dreary small building appeared a little angry.

He walked to the bookcase and sat down, opened the drawer, and the copy of "The Secret Chronicles of Shenwu" from the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb was lying inside. He took out the book and opened it, ready to start reading. Turning the pages to the white paper, he was not surprised at all, but took the brazier beside him and lit a charcoal fire, and skillfully threw the book into it.

It stands to reason that when paper encounters fire, it will turn to ashes, and this "Secret Chronicles of Divine Martial Arts" is not only undamaged, but still shows through the pages, slowly glowing with a golden light.

Jiang Nanjun held his breath, closed his eyes, and let the light spread in the room until his body was completely enveloped in it, so he walked into the book, and a line of jade, imposing regular script appeared in front of him, writing:

"Emperor Huaxia built the name Shenwu, ascended to the treasure at the beginning of the first year of Shenwu, reigned for a total of 399 years, and fought with the demon king python four times. In the eighth year of Shenwu, the emperor and the demon king fought in Luoshui Hezu Ridge, the emperor's soldiers were brave like a flood, and the python army was defeated. In the twenty-seventh year of Shenwu, the emperor and the python fought again in Liaoyang Wangshui, the emperor and the god were majestic, and the python was defeated again. In the forty-eighth year of Shenwu, the python led 80,000 troops to provoke the imperial capital, the emperor sent Jiangnan Yan to lead the army to suppress it, Jiangnan Yan with 50,000 divine soldiers was like a broken bamboo, and drove straight into the hinterland of the demon soldiers, and 40,000 of the 80,000 tribes of the python died in battle, and 50 percent of the troops retreated to the Kongtong Valley in Jiangxia. ”

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The words kept flashing, and all the records were the history of how the Emperor Huaxia of the Protoss broke the mad python mightily. Behind the words, Jiang Nanjun seems to be standing in the middle of the battlefield where the two armies of Emperor Huaxia and the Python are facing each other, watching the bloody battle between the divine soldiers and the demon soldiers, and the final ending is that the divine soldiers are waving their flags and shouting, cheering for victory.

But when I read it a little further, the form has undergone a radical reversal:

"However, since the 153rd year of Shenwu, the emperor has accepted 300 new concubines, and he has not come to the court in July. In the year 272 of Shenwu, the emperor Xuanying, who violated the rules of the gods because of his fornication with others, was imprisoned by the emperor in Jiming Mountain, and could not be released for life. At this time, there were more than 30,000 concubines in the imperial palace. In the three hundred and ninety-ninth year of Shenwu, the demon python took advantage of the rumor of the demon baby to destroy the world, led a large number of demon soldiers to make a comeback, entered the imperial capital, and used the Heaven Destroying Spell to kill the emperor. A small number of prisoners of Jiming Mountain escaped the catastrophe due to their distance from the Emperor God Palace, but they were all captured alive and sealed into the Illusory Life Talisman, and the Protoss was destroyed.

"Shenwu ......"

Reading this, the interrupted picture of the regular script disappeared, and his whole body suddenly fell into darkness and fell out of the book. The last image that barely remains in sight is a samurai holding a dead baby in his arms. (To be continued.) )