I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Night, Jiangcheng Theater.

This place is not in the same location as the future Jiangcheng Grand Theater. It is in the urban area and there was no performance today. It was vacant and was rented by Du Ming.

After dinner, the three of them came here.

The huge theater was empty, with only one light shining in the center of the stage.

"Hold on."

Du Ming seemed to know that the others would be late, so he lit a cigarette.

Lu Tan glanced around, and soon the first person arrived.

It was a man who looked potbellied and was bewitched by wine and food.

He was wearing a mandarin jacket, his steps were heavy and quick, his face was shiny, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Brother Du, your location is too difficult to find. I asked the driver to drive around several times before I found it..."

He and Du Ming seemed to know each other, and he spoke in a familiar tone.

"Don't be ridiculous. If there is a road in this world that Master Qi doesn't recognize, then I have to see it."

Du Ming said politely and then introduced.

"Seventh Master, the descendant of the man who moved mountains to look for dragons, his ancestor was the gold-touching captain appointed by the emperor."

"No, there is no emperor anymore, called Archeology, Archeology."

Qi Ye corrected.

Judging from his clothes and living conditions, archeology in this era must have brought in a lot of income, Lu Tian thought.

"I heard that many people are watching this battle over Xuanjun. Brother Du, you see I am usually very busy, so I came here to join in the fun and respect the tradition."

Master Qi took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

This is probably what a greasy and fat house looks like.

"Hey, brother He, long time no see, who is this?"

He noticed He Chong and Lu Jian.

"My name is Lu Tan, and my goal is to become Xuanjun."

Lu Tan replied immediately.

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Master Qi was a little confused.

"Really, really good at joking."

He wiped his sweat again.

At this time, the second person arrived.

The man looked around and walked out of the darkness.

This is a woman.

She looks to be in her thirties, wearing a cheongsam that is common among women of this era. Her charm is still there, and her movements exude elegance.

Among the few people, only Master Qi seemed to know her, the fat-bellied "archaeologist" said aloud.

"This is a descendant of the Tang family, Miss Tang Quetang. Her family is a family of corpse stitchers."

"The Corpse Stitcher"

Lu Tan really couldn't connect this woman with this profession.

Tang Que's eyes swept over and only stayed on Lu Tan's face for a while. She said hello and sat to one side, separated from the others.

"The corpse stitcher suppresses ghosts and ghosts. He has learned all the hard skills of horizontal training. I don't know that this Miss Tang has such superb skills."

Du Ming joked.

The next two people appeared one after the other.

The one who appeared first was wearing a short shirt. Although his hair was gray, he looked strong and capable, with a gun at his waist and a keen eye.

"The old man is like a stone that has traveled hundreds of miles. The children in my family are too old to show off their ugliness."

He bowed.

The one who appeared later was wearing a brand new suit. He was forty years old and had a cunning light in his eyes.

"I am Dai Yuanyang from the Star Reaching School. Please bear with me."

"Anyone else?"

The few people waited for a while, and Lu Jian counted the numbers and found that there was probably still one paper cutter missing.

"let's start."

At this time, a faint voice came from a corner of the theater. Everyone followed the sound and looked to see an old man wearing sunglasses and dressed in a simple style, sitting there with a cane.

No one knew when he sat there, it was as if he had disappeared from everyone's sight from the beginning.

"Mr. Zhang, you are really elusive."

Du Ming said something and then introduced it to the others.

"Mr. Zhang, who belongs to the lineage of paper cutters, has participated in four Xuanjun battles."

"Haha, he's just an ordinary blind old man."

He replied in a low voice.

"I participated four times, doesn't it mean that I failed to win in the end four times?"

Lu Tiao blurted out subconsciously.

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The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Ahem, everyone, we are gathered here this time for the next position of Xuanjun. According to tradition, we will launch a series of competitions to determine the final winner."

Before Du Ming could finish speaking, he saw someone raising his hand.

That was Dai Yuanyang, who was well-dressed.

"What do you think Mr. Dai has to say?"

Du Ming suppressed his thoughts and asked.

"It's like this. I have been abroad for some time and have been in contact with many advanced countries. This time I came back mainly because of the instructions of my mentor. He is very interested in the abilities and skills of us ninth-rate people. His The country is currently in need of such talents, so I would like to invite you to participate in research and visit abroad."

Dai Yuanyang said directly.

"At the same time, it is too wasteful that the legacy left by Xuanjun has been sealed in Jiangcheng Mountain. I think we can take it out and use it properly for the benefit of everyone."

After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

"Ouch, this is breaking the rules. Brother Dai, none of us can come to the forefront. We should let the secret things be buried in the soil and cannot be dug out casually. You should take back what you just said."

Master Qi was the first to speak, he persuaded.

"Everyone, the current situation is turbulent and wars are endless. We are all capable people. Good birds choose trees to roost. There is no need to limit yourself for these traditions. Xuanjun looks majestic, but in fact he is just a local emperor. Why not come with me and go overseas, where you can have money, wine, and everything you need."

Dai Yuanyang did not accept Qi Ye's proposal, but continued.

"There are many people abroad with abilities similar to ours. Through scientific research and development, they have become stronger. Instead of wasting their time here, how about we go and make a career together?"

Hearing this, Master Qi didn't look too confident anymore.

"Last time I came to reach for the stars, I remember your name was Dai Yuanzheng?"

Suddenly, the blind paper cutter spoke.

"Yes, that's my brother."

Dai Yuanyang thought it was the other party's heartbeat, so he immediately replied.

"Do you know how he died?"

Blind Zhang asked again.

"Well, I was overseas at the time. I only heard the bad news and didn't know the details. I would like to hear the details."

Dai Yuanyang hesitated for a moment.

"He tried to steal the trains of foreigners who had robbed the calligraphy, paintings and treasures left by our ancestors and transported them back to their own countries. After he was discovered, he was shot to death indiscriminately. His body was hung up in the sun for three days and three nights without being claimed. Still, I, a blind man, took advantage of the darkness to take it back and bury it alive."

Blind Zhang said in a calm tone.

"This is old, times have changed. I have seen the powerful ships and cannons of those foreigners. No matter how weird or powerful your abilities are, it is difficult to withstand bullets and artillery fire. I really think about everyone."

Dai Yuanyang argued.

"Don't be persistent, Mr. Dai."

He Chong suddenly spoke at this time.

"I have good eyesight and can't see too many dirty things. If that's all you want to say this time, then please come back."

"As one of the Nine Ranks, you have no right to stop me from participating in this Xuanjun battle. Or, you can try to defeat me?"

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Dai Yuanyang also restrained his previous kindness and became serious.

"OK."

He Chong adjusted his glasses.

The next moment, he suddenly stood up, and the distance between him and Dai Yuanyang suddenly reduced to zero. He held his right hand empty and slowly pushed out his palm.

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