I made history into a myth
29 No hook pole, hanging dragon

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PS: The previous Ming Dynasty has been revised to the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

If it's not historical, the timeline and the life of the characters will be modified. Please don't take it seriously.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

Don't say that the stone man has only one eye and incites the Yellow River to rebel.

Although this sentence was only a ballad that was circulated among the migrant workers in Dongshan at the beginning, it was still a popular song.

But as time passed.

The world was in chaos.

This ballad.

It seemed to have become a prophecy.

However, the chaos in the outside world.

It seemed to be different from Jiao Xi Village, which was almost isolated from the world.

It didn't have much of a relationship.

The villagers.

It was as usual.

Work at sunrise and return at sunset.

" Heaven and earth are black and yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and moon are full, and the stars are arranged…"

"Cold comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides, leap surpasses the year, Lulu tunes Yang…"

Under the light of the sunrise.

A clear child's voice drifted out from the thatched library.

The children sat upright on the chairs.

Word by word.

He followed Liu Bowen and chanted.

About two hours later, Liu Bowen stopped.

"You guys can leave."

"Come again tomorrow."

In the thatched study, a childish and clear child's voice replied in unison," Yes, Sir.”

Then…

Inside the library.

One by one, the children walked out in an orderly manner.

" What a bunch of obedient students. What a pity..." Liu Bowen shook his head.

He came here.

However, he had accepted the invitation of his good friend Ouyang Su to stay here.

Teaching the children of the village to read was just a matter of passing.

He was destined to leave.

After he left.

Without a teacher here, these students probably wouldn't be able to study anymore.

Moreover, it was chaotic outside.

The war continued.

Even if the children were to come out of their books, they would not be able to use them.

"I was born at the wrong time."

Liu Bowen shook his head.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew between heaven and earth.

Then, boundless clouds and mist appeared.

A Daoist wearing a Daoist robe and wearing cloud boots stepped on the clouds and mist.

"This…"

Liu Bowen's eyes widened as he watched this scene.

He saw the Daoist landing by the river outside the Jiao Stream.

Then, he picked up the fishing rod.

He threw the hook without bait.

He sat by the river and started fishing.

Seeing this scene, how could Liu Bowen not know that he had met an immortal?

He hurriedly threw the book aside and ran out.

"Liu Ji and Liu Bowen greet you, Immortal."

After Liu Ji arrived at the river.

He immediately put his hands into his sleeves and bowed deeply.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think, Who is this immortal? Where is the land of immortals? How can I become his disciple later?”

He had been familiar with the Analects of Confucius and the Tao Te Ching since he was young.

It could be said that he was half-Confucian and half-Taoist.

But in the past.

It was still more scholarly.

Because although the Daoist school's classics were wonderful.

However, he had seen many people.

However, he had never met anyone with real ability.

Moreover, he was an official.

He relied on Confucianism.

Not Dao.

But now, at the moment when he saw the immortal appear.

He immediately threw the so-called Confucianism to the back of his mind.

He wanted to cultivate.

He wanted to escape into the Mysterious Gate.

He wanted to take the immortal as his master and serve him.

"It's fate that we met. Wait by the side.”

Su Hao's voice was faint.

The thought that popped up in Liu Ji's mind instantly collapsed.

He subconsciously walked to the immortal's side.

They waited.

It was like a stone statue standing beside an immortal.

He didn't move at all.

However, humans were not stone statues.

Four hours later, Liu Bowen felt a little thirsty.

He planned to report this to the Immortal.

He was going to leave for a while to drink some water.

After he finished drinking, he came over to wait.

But just as he opened his mouth.

He saw that there was a thick white fog by the Jiao River.

The fog connected and covered the surface of the river.

It was like a winding true dragon.

Then, he saw the immortal retract the hook.

The entire winding white fog true dragon was hung up.

"What is this? A dragon formed from white mist? Did the immortal come for it?"

Liu Bowen, who was waiting at the side, was about to speak when he saw this scene.

In his mind.

All of a sudden, they were puzzled.

"What is this?"

Just as Liu Bowen was puzzled.

Behind him.

It was as if someone knew what he was thinking and spoke his mind.

Liu Bowen turned his head and looked behind him.

He saw a monk holding a wooden bowl staring at everything in front of him with his mouth agape.

The moment she saw him.

Liu Bowen felt a strong sense of vigilance.

It was as if the person in front of him was his competitor.

He instinctively wanted to rebuke.

The immortal smiled and explained," This is a true dragon, and it's also you.”

As they spoke.

He coiled his fishing rod.

Liu Bowen and the monk with the wooden bowl fell into the river at the same time.

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