I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Seeing Li De's ending, Tang You suddenly fell into a long silence.

The sunlight poured in from the window, making the room dark and clear. He sat on a chair, half immersed in the dimness and half bathed in the sun.

The quiet chirping of birds still echoed in my ears.

He saw with the eyes of a statue that the dust in the room was slowly flying in the light.

In addition to Wukong, the people who fought to the death for the Holy Shield should have been dead for more than a thousand years at this point in time.

In the blink of an eye, all the old people are gone.

For the first time, Tang You really has the mottled feeling of the years.

He looked up, his eyes seemed to pierce through the roof, through the secret realm of the headquarters, across the vast starry sky, and saw Wukong, who had been floating alone for thousands of years in the boundless void.

"System, can you pull Wukong back now?" He asked the system, his voice a little low.

"It's pulling, a thousand years, it's too far, it takes a certain amount of time." The system's always monotonous, no emotional fluctuations sounded.

Tang You was silent again for a long while before he let out a long sigh: "Huh... It's good to be back."

Then, he asked the biggest doubt in his heart: "System, why did I use the power of prayer to inquire in the Tang Dynasty and found that Li De was not Matthew, but when he wrote "The Knight of Light", he used the horse again. Fix this name?"

The system gave the answer directly.

"Shunaeus de Dubois, a native of the Dongluo Empire, was born in 770 AD, the second son of the contemporary Dubois family."

"The family has been inherited from ancient Roman times. Because the family fief is a forest, the surname is 'Du Bois'. Its name has always been the original name of the ancient Roman era. Under normal circumstances, there will never be a name like 'Matthew'. "

"In the history before it was changed, in 788 AD, Xiuneus traveled to the East and arrived at the Anxi Duhufu almost at the same time as the Dharma Realm."

"At that time, the Tubo was powerful and controlled the Hexi Corridor. With the help of the Tang military attache and the eminent monk who returned from Tianzhu, these two special identities were able to detour from Uighur and return to Chang'an."

"Even if the monk of the Dharma Realm got help from Tang officials and monks from all over the world because of his identity, it took several years to arrive at Chang'an from the Anxi Protectorate."

"Xunaius, on the other hand, was completely counted as a person of unknown origin. He couldn't take the Uighur route and could only go through the original Hexi Corridor. As a result, he was kidnapped by the Tibetans and used as a slave. That was the darkest time in his life. "

"Later the Tubo besieged Qiuci, and Xiuneus was a member of the slave cannon fodder at that time. In 808 AD, Anxi and the Uyghur coalition annihilated the Tubo expeditionary army, and he was also saved."

"This is also why in the original history, the protagonist of the book he wrote, encountered something evil, and was saved by a mysterious person who claimed to be the Holy Shield when he was about to die. And among this group of people, there are easterners, some westerners, and each other. Harmony."

"After being rescued, Xiunaius went to Chang'an. When Tang Xianzong was in power, he managed the country well and knew people well, and once made the gradually declining Tang Dynasty rise, and later generations were called Yuanhe Zhongxing."

"As a rare Fulong person, who is literate and proficient in the Tang culture, and his experience is amazing enough, Tang Xianzong asked his historical museum to compose and record the details of Fulong."

"In ancient times, people in the Yan Kingdom were called by their surname and official position. However, Xiuneus' surname was too long, and he claimed to be from Rome, so he took its pronunciation and called him Matthew."

"As an admirer of Tang Dynasty culture, Xiuneus finally changed his name to Matthew after returning to China."

"In the changed history, the name of 'Matthew' was just a joke made by his comrades in arms, saying that he was from Rome, and he was also called Xiuneus. Why wasn't his Chinese name 'Matthew'."

"During this period of history, Xiuneus returned to China and wrote "The Knight of Light", which has become a memory of the past and a memory of his comrades in arms, so he wrote the author's name as Matthew de Dubo Iss."

After listening to the long explanation of the system, Tang You really felt the power called "Timeline Bandha Correction".

In any case, Matthew, the former human guardian, has passed away forever and will never come back.

But there is Albert, an old friend who exists after him, and when Wukong returns to Blue Star, maybe, he can feel a little comfort...

Tang You shook his head, threw away distracting thoughts, cleaned up his mood, and re-engaged in his work. The dead are gone, and the living will continue to carry the heavy responsibility forward.

...

Jiangcheng City, Nan'an District.

This is the north side of Tushan Sculpture Park and the east side of Hongyadong after crossing the river.

In the afternoon, the light rain gradually subsided, and the sky was overcast again, and the temperature of 9 degrees Celsius was not too cold.

Several well-dressed young people, holding a pile of photography and camping equipment, were walking on the reed-covered path.

"Be careful, the edges of this leaf are very sharp, and there will be a bloody cut when it is cut." A local girl in Jiangcheng reminded.

"Well, okay. Thank you to our lovely guide, Sister Lan Lan," said another girl with a northern accent next to her.

Facing the joke, Li Lanlan smiled, and then said a little puzzled:

"Why did you come to this dilapidated villa group when you recorded the expedition video? Although this place is indeed very gloomy, it is not completely abandoned, and there are still people living there."

A boy next to him scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "If it is really abandoned, there will be no one, and we will not dare to come."

Faced with this extremely real answer, Li Lanlan couldn't help but chuckle, and the rest of the team also laughed out of embarrassment.

Walking out of the trail, a slightly wider dilapidated concrete road comes into view.

"Huh... I finally got around the closed door!"

Someone heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head, and suddenly saw seven or eight meters ahead, a pair of old and rusty old-fashioned domestic trucks parked on the side of the road, most of which had been buried under the shade of weeds and trees.

"I'm going! This is too emotional! Let's record a paragraph here first." Someone suggested.

As a result, Li Lanlan saw that her group of friends took out the equipment, set up the battle, and started recording videos of walking on the deserted trail.

After recording, move on.

Soon, the three-storey unfinished villas whose main body had been built, together with dead branches and weeds, came into the eyes of everyone.

"This Nanshan Mansion has such a good location and such a good house, why is it abandoned?" asked the girl with a northern accent, Zhou Qiyun.

Li Lanlan shook her head helplessly: "It's just a bunch of messed up things."

Hearing this, the others did not ask any further questions.

They found that there were indeed "hermits" in the periphery of the unfinished villa complex, and they hadtily packed up some places to live.

In order to create a video atmosphere, they chose to go to the deepest point.

The further inward, the more desolate the grass, the higher the weeds, and there is basically no road. There is a boy in the team who is 1.9 meters tall, and he is no better than the reed grass on both sides.

Pushing away the weeds by hand, several villas with low completion degree appeared in the angle between the two mountains.

It had just rained, and it was in the evening, the weather was extremely dark, and there was no light in the villa, so the empty doors and windows were all pitch-black.

Taking advantage of the light of the sky, everyone walked around the place and discussed the script.

Night fell gradually.

When the light is gone, it's like a completely different place here.

In the silence, the gloomy atmosphere permeated all around, and those unfinished villas seemed to turn into huge heads, staring at everyone with their empty eye sockets.

Even if everyone has been prepared, they can't help but be a little dumb.

They looked at each other, and finally found a room and set up a simple backstage in one of them.

When the lights stood up, the light flooded the house, and on the psychological level of everyone, Fang Jue's refreshing gloom slowly dissipated, and the house seemed to be a little warmer.

"Jiangcheng City is humid and cold in winter, especially in the mountains." Li Lanlan rubbed her arms and explained.

The rest nodded.

The tallest boy looked at Zhou Qiyun: "You put on makeup first, we'll set up the props, we'd better go through it all over again, otherwise we'll have to toss until the early morning."

Zhou Qiyun immediately made an "ok" gesture.

Upon seeing this, the tall boy picked up the props and led the other two out of the door, heading towards another abandoned villa.

There were only two girls left in the room, Li Lanlan and Zhou Qiyun.

The latter raised the mirror, opened each 140-style box, and brushed powder on his face, while asking curiously, "Hey, Lan Lan, we spent four years in college together in Bingcheng, and I don't know what your family is. What's going on?"

Li Lanlan sat next to her and looked at her skillful makeup skills with envy on her face. Hearing this, she explained, "Just an ordinary family."

"My mother is a middle school teacher, and my father is a civil servant. They are both in their forties and a full-time student. My mother talked a lot about him because of his low level, low salary, and a lot of things to do."

"The most important thing is that in the past six months, it has been mysterious, and I have been so busy all day that I don't know which department to transfer to. Fortunately, the salary has doubled."

"Isn't that good? It's doubled." Zhou Qiyun answered.

"Haha." Li Lanlan couldn't bear to complain.

"My dad used to have 4,000 yuan a month, and it's only 8,000 yuan if he doubled it. And it's still in Jiangcheng. My family's small house of 80 square meters has not yet paid off the mortgage."

Zhou Qiyun opened her mouth and was about to speak, when a shrill scream came from outside, causing the two women in the room to tremble, and then looked at each other in amazement.

"It's Feng Jie!" Zhou Qiyun said with her eyes wide open.

Feng Jie was one of the three boys who just went out to set up the props.

In such a time and in such an environment, such a shrill scream suddenly came out, which would inevitably lead to some bad associations in life.

Zhou Qiyun felt a little hairy in her heart.

Li Lanlan didn't know if she was brave or nervous, but she didn't expect this at all, she immediately stood up and said:

"It's so dark at the moment, and the situation in the unfinished villa is complicated. If something happened, let's go and have a look."

Zhou Qiyun was afraid of being left alone here, so she nodded quickly.

The two took a flashlight and hurried out.

The house suddenly became silent.

On the table, the vanity mirror reflected another doorway. There was no door, and the deep darkness inside could be seen directly.

Suddenly, a small piece like a scarlet corner of cloth slowly hangs down from the upper edge of the door...

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