sequence

The ancient and mysterious kingdom of Babylon, the mysterious city in the sky, has a towering astrological tower.

The Astrology Tower is a sacred place for the astrologers of the kingdom. Astrologers hold the power of destiny in their hands, determining the success or failure of this otherworldly kingdom.

The king bowed in awe under the tower of astrology, and he was not saluting the astrologers, but to an unpredictable fate.

This is an essential procedure for secular people before they enter the astrological tower.

The king came to the top floor of the astrological tower.

He looked worriedly at the white curtain in the room at the top of the tower, heard a cough coming from inside, and then looked at the looks of the astrologers around him, trying to judge the condition of the high priest inside the curtain.

The high priest was the most honorable man in ancient Babylon and was the head of the astrologers.

But every astrologer has a bland look that makes people unpredictable.

"Help me out." A flat voice sounded inside.

"High Priest!" The faces of the few astrologers around who had been indifferent all the time changed dramatically when they heard the people in the curtain say this.

"You shouldn't be meeting with worldly people at this time. And your body—"

"It doesn't matter." The high priest said weakly, "After all, we are not worldly people, and there will always be times when we will be born, old, sick and die. ”

"But the High Priest ......"

"Life is a game. If you choose to take a path, you will eventually get the ending you deserve. Interestingly, no matter what you choose, no one knows who will be the victor until the last moment. A true wise man does not always make the right choice, but never lacks the courage to make decisive choices. I also made my own choice, and you should be happy for me. ”

"High priest wise." Several astrologers said with tears in their eyes.

The king didn't understand a word, but he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

The high priest slowly stepped out of the curtain, refusing the support of those around him.

The king had forgotten how many years he had not seen the High Priest, he had only seen him once when he had been on the throne as a child, and the vague impression of his childhood had long since been replaced by years of awe.

It turned out that the high priest did not have a tall and majestic figure, he was so young, and he looked only in his thirties.

The disease had made him emaciated, but his eyes were as bright as stars.

"King, I know what you mean by coming today."

"High Priest ......"

"Needless to say." The high priest closed his eyes.

The king knelt down on one knee: "For Babylon's sake, please choose a new high priest." ”

"It's not that I'm not willing to save the country." The high priest stared at the sky with hazy eyes, "King, Babylon is exhausted. After my death, no one in the country will be recognized by Zhou Tianxingtu, maybe this is a fateful thing, you don't need to say more. ”

After a pause, the high priest said, "Get out of here, king, leave this city in the sky, and take your subjects back to the earth, to the earth. ”

"High Priest ......" the king was saddened.

"Just like it's a dream."

More than ten years ago, this high priest who was the only one who could gain insight into the Zhou Tian Star Chart appeared. To escape the war, Babylon built the city, and the high priest used the power of the stars to suspend the city.

So a city in the sky, a paradise appeared.

More than a dozen years later, the worldly war had subsided, and the high priest was about to die.

Without the support of the power of the stars, the castle in the sky will crash.

But the high priest said that the new high priest could not be found, and he could not do anything, so he could only tell the people to prepare for the aftermath.

After the king was gone, the high priest looked at the sky quietly for a while, and then returned to the curtain to continue his bed.

No one knew what the respected high priest was thinking. He's reminiscing about his life.

He remembered the happy times when he played games with his father when he was a child, the days when he grew up and was scolded by his family for playing every day, and the Qing Xiu after becoming a high priest.

Sometimes, I really wish I was an ordinary person.

Because he is a high priest and has a noble status, there are many things that are destined not to be done. Feeling that his limit was approaching, he found that the most profound memory was the happiness brought to him by childhood games.

The high priest silently made a vow in his heart.

God, if you can hear my whispers......,

It was in the midst of a devout prayer that the high priest stopped breathing.

The city in the sky has fallen, leaving a mysterious history for future generations.

Chapter I

In 3510 A.D., Taihang Mountain, Huaguo.

The midsummer daylight is bright and unbridled, reflecting the green trees that cover the mountains, reflecting an almost blinding vibrant bright green. Hearing the chirping of cicadas all over the mountain, if you can steal half a day of leisure, hide under the shade of the trees and take a nap, you will probably suddenly have a burst of how comfortable life is, time is just like this in the breath, when you are lazy, the snoring of napping quietly slips by.

But the man who climbed the mountain trail did not have the slightest attachment to the shade of the trees around him, even though the sun was poisonous above his head, and the sweat trickled down his face, merging into a stream from his neck, and damp his front.

His expression was a little serious and a little curious.

The person who hurried was a middle-aged man, with unwavering eyes, and he was not wearing a suit and leather shoes, but a wide robe; It is not a running shoe for tourism and leisure, but a mille-feuille cloth shoe.

Absolutely eccentric dress-ups, the smell of crappy costume TV dramas comes to your face.

The middle-aged man is in a hurry, one step at a time, walking silently alone on the ladder of the Taihang Mountain, and he doesn't look at the fork in the road, he chooses directly, and is obviously very familiar with the road here. The middle-aged man has a fast journey, and after a few moments, he has already reached the top of the mountain.

At the top of Taihang Mountain is a small bamboo forest, which is planted with precious purple bamboo.

For the earth, where the ecological environment has collapsed once, the blue sky and green trees, green mountains and blue seas on the earth are the most suitable plants for improving the environment through the calculations and high-tech means of various countries.

One can buy such a large piece of land on the top of a famous mountain like Taihang Mountain, and plant purple bamboo, the power and financial resources of the owner here are only for ordinary people.

The middle-aged man walked into the sparse and secluded purple bamboo forest, stepped on the fallen bamboo leaves and made a slight rustling sound, and walked to the front of a bamboo house.

The bamboo house is also unusual, although it is made of bamboo, but each bamboo is coated with the most precious paint, which will not hide the color and fragrance of the bamboo itself, and will also make the bamboo become water-soaked and fire-incompatible.

In front of the bamboo house, there is a stone tablet with three big characters of purple bamboo house.

The owner of the bamboo house heard footsteps, and then a somewhat old voice sounded like the illusion of a war drum.

"Lin Bo? Come on in. ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded respectfully, then took off his cloth shoes and walked slowly into the bamboo house.

The bamboo house is very simple, things are placed neatly and orderly, the floor is cleaned spotlessly, although it is slightly empty, revealing a kind of hermit's dwelling taste, but it does not give people a simple feeling at all.

Passing through the two side halls to the master's study, the middle-aged man saw the master here.

It was a spirited old man, eagle-eyed and broad-nosed, round-eared and square-faced, gray hair, ruddy complexion, wearing a linen white shirt, burly, with broad arms and a broad waist, and a heart-wrenching demeanor, which made people can't help but admire: "What a handsome old man." ”

The handsome old man was laughing, holding a baby in his arms and rocking, his movements a little clumsy.

"Lin Bo, how many times have I told you, you don't need to be so detained. You......" The old man glanced at Lao Lin who was standing on the side, and then said no more, looking at the child in his arms with a smile.

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin was one of the old man who found by chance, and he felt that his eyes and temperament were okay, so he asked him to be his long-term follower, and his name was Lin Bo.

When he first came here, he couldn't help but be a little reserved.

Lin Bo looked at the baby in the old man's arms and thought, "In this world, there are many children who want to be so close to King Nuotian, and this little guy is so lucky. "I also remembered that someone left the child outside the door of the bamboo house last night, and did not even leave a letter explaining his identity, this child is probably less than a year old, but he has no biological parents, which is quite pitiful.

The handsome old man slowly put the child into a cradle next to him, pushed it gently, then turned to the middle-aged man, and said softly: "I have asked people to check, but there is no news at all." ”

"Impossible." Lin Bo blurted out, but then felt that it was rude, so he shut up.

"The world is so big, there are things I can't find, maybe it's not true." The handsome old man stroked his beard, and then said, "But if I can't find out, it means that the clue to this matter is really broken." ”,

He looked at the sleeping baby in the cradle: "I'm afraid this child will not find his parents." ”

This was a bit conceited, but both he and Lin Bo had the expressions they deserved.

"Are the results of the appraisal out?" The handsome old man asked.

"The age of this child is 1 month and 7 days, and the error will not exceed 10 days." Limber picked up the identification result and read, "His genetic fragment analysis results show that he is of mixed Chinese and Italian descent, in good health, without genetic diseases, and his blood type is the noble blood type XN, which is not among the four major blood types." In addition, everything works fine. ”

Chinese and Italians of mixed ...... Noble blood type......

The handsome old man squinted his eyes to filter all this, and his thinking, which was jokingly called the light brain by game fans, was running rapidly, and he was unable to draw any conclusions in the end.

Lin Bo suggested, "Do you want to send this child to an orphanage?" ”

"Orphanage ......" a smile appeared on the corner of the handsome old man's mouth, "No need, you go and get him an identity certificate." Come to think of it, I, the Heavenly King, should also accept a closed disciple. ”

"Huh?" Lin Bo was a little stunned for a while.

"Lucky guy." He looked at the child who was still sleeping, shook his head, and went down the mountain to do what King Nuo had ordered.

When he went out, Lin Bo turned around and asked, "Heavenly King, what is the child's name?" ”

"Let him take my last name." King Nuo Tianwang thought for a while and said, "The sea is inclusive, this kid is called Yang Hai." ”

Watching the middle-aged man come out, King Nuo Tianwang stretched out his index finger and pushed away the baby's swaddling clothes.

Then the child's chest was exposed to the air.

His chest was covered with dense tattoos, and even the well-informed Nuo Tianwang frowned when he saw it. A child who was just over a month old actually got tattoos on his body, who are his parents, and why are they so ruthless?

King Nuo Tianwang has been studying this tattoo since last night, and he has a vague guess in his heart.

If you are an ordinary person, you may only recognize it as a tattoo.

But when King Nuo looked at it, he felt that it seemed to be the legendary Zhou Tian Star Map.

Ancient Babylon, Ancient China and Ancient Egypt are known as the three birthplaces of the game, among which Babylon is the most mysterious, and the only thing they left to future generations is the Zhou Tian Star Chart. Plus half of the Italian blood......

Anyway, in any case, the identity of this child may not be simple.

Could it be that he is a descendant of an ancient Babylonian astrologer? Didn't the appraisal say that this child was of mixed blood?

The child is still too young to have a tattoo on his body that cannot be removed. After the identification, you may be able to get more information.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't hold on to it and threw the child on the table. Fortunately, the table was relatively high, and there was no problem this time, but the child began to cry loudly, which immediately made him scramble.

);