The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 194: The Glory of Bethlehem (Part 2)

The cooked duck flies. No man can tolerate such humiliation. Gu Tie turns his grief into alcohol. With the amazing amount of alcohol he and the housekeeper Lao Zhao can drink from Hengshui Lao Bai, the sailors of the whole ship are poured down one by one. , These sailors are honest people with no schooling and straightforward temperament. How can they understand the many doorways of Chinese drinking. It is 11 o'clock in the evening. Except for the chief engineer on duty in the front cabin, there is no one in the dining hall. The man who could sit without falling down was full of people lying on the ground. The sailors were snoring, spitting wine, blowing snot, talking in sleep and sleeping soundly, "huh, huh, huh..." Gu Tie took the wine in his glass. He drank it, threw the cup, and staggered across the battlefield where the corpses were everywhere: "Forty-degree pure rice shochu, no matter how much it is drunk, it is just a pee. Now I know Master Sakurai. Isn’t it awesome... It seems that you don’t need to prepare supper today, right?"

Leaving the wall through the corridor, Gu Tie stood outside Aqiwei’s house for five minutes. Finally, he shook his head and shook his head back to his room one step at a time. He lay on the bed like an iron coffin and opened the tablet to look. While watching the boring Japanese TV series, the sleepiness did not strike. As the alcohol dissipated, Gu Tie’s eyes widened, sober like an owl that was out in the middle of the night. He got out of bed and poured a glass of water to drink. I went around a few times and tried half a set of Bajiquan. With this force, I found that my body was not my own at all, and my movements were even more clumsy than a three-year-old.

"Ah, boring, boring." He threw himself on the floor, looking at the stained ceiling. Life on the boat was easier than he thought. Although the ground under his feet was constantly swaying from side to side, he once He didn’t feel seasick; these big old sailors were straightforward and cute, which greatly changed his impression of the Japanese. The weather was calm, the sun was long, cooking, drinking and drinking, and occasionally the opportunity to engage in a small affair with Aqiwei. Isn't this kind of life lived by gods,

But there is a kind of commotion in Gu’s iron bones, like thousands of small ants lined up in the bone marrow, and there is no itching anywhere on the body. In the words of Dr. Tao Xie, this is a wound bound by a protein zipper. After self-repair, you can feel numb and itchy, indicating that the nerves are connected correctly, which is a good thing to be thankful for, but the Chinese themselves understand that this kind of commotion does not come from the senses, but from the soul,

When he was running around, fighting, and being born to death, he always wanted to find a place facing the sea where spring flowers bloom, plant flowers, raise dogs, and spend the day leisurely with his beloved woman; but once he is free After I got down, the sense of emptiness was haunting my heart. Countless small voices rang from the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, converging in my mind into a series of endless reminders: Then, then, then, and then, and then what, and what to do What, then where should I go, and then with whom should something happen, then, then, then,

"Ah, ah, ah, it's almost a bit." Gu Tie rolled around with his head in his arms, "It's enough for me to stay with Aqiwei, why do I always think about those dangerous and troublesome things... …"

Suddenly he heard what happened when he was a child. Not long after he came to China, he had just learned a half-hanging Mandarin with the local accent of Cangzhou, Hebei from the housekeeper Zhao. One morning, Zhao called him to the front and said, "Young Master , Let's learn boxing."

"Chinese Kungfu." Xiao Gu Tie's eyes lit up, "I know it is unrealistic to fly over the wall scientifically, but at least it can be better than most people."

Old Zhao rubbed his face embarrassedly: "My ancestor said that martial arts training is for self-cultivation. In fact, it is all nonsense. In the old society, martial arts training is for food, and the new society martial arts training is for you. People are strong, I teach you martial arts, I want you to have a life-saving support in the future, your face is fate and wealth, but you have toiled throughout your life, this life will inevitably be brave and relentless, and when you die and live, you The kid knows what my old Zhao said is true today."

"What kind of face, Chinese superstition." The teenager with an IQ beyond ordinary sneered at this,

"Your kid will know then." Old Zhao still said that,

Now when I look back, Lao Zhao is simply Nostradamus from Cangzhou, Hebei. Gu Tie’s life is summed up in one sentence as "just asking for trouble", climbing one dangerous peak after another at the risk of falling to pieces. I just slowed down and admired the scenery of the lake and mountains, and the mountain road with 72 turns appeared in front of my eyes again,,, but what can be done, the fate is determined by the character, the Chinese can only respond with a wry smile,

Gu Tie decided to log in to the "world". He could not hang out on the quantum network because his account was watched by countless people. However, if the guess is correct, the data interface and operating database of the "world" are independent of The civilian network can be said to be an independent peach blossom source in the crisis-ridden network. Nevertheless, in a cautious attitude, he originally planned to land on the "world" through a satellite antenna after reaching the open sea in a few days to prevent land base stations. This line was monitored, but it was boring at this time. Gu Tie calculated the potential risks and planned to go back and have a look.

He now calls landing in the world "go back", because no matter what he is doing, he always remembers the 17-year-old boy in that world. Zhuang Zhou’s Mengdie is a beautiful legend. Gu Tie will not confuse the two worlds. Heavy, but sitting in a lonely boat, he missed the feeling of being surrounded by partners in that star-lit world. He was lying on the bed, connected to the Internet, and the blue welcome interface spread out in front of him, "Well, two things, First, try to see if my chip modification is effective, and see if I can call out brother Jonah to play; second, tell him the news of the sale of the "World" client,...No, it should be said that it is 20 million. The terrible news of the coming of a descendant..."

"I'm back." The man closed his eyes and said to himself,

Opening my eyes again, I found myself in the middle of the vast land, without a partner beside him. The teenager in the game is more lonely than the man in reality. The light gray sky is drooping across the fields, and the sun is projecting dark behind the clouds. In the light of the sky, there is a burning city on the skyline, and the corpses traversed the land in the flames to show distorted light and shadow. The wind blew the 17-year-old boy’s clothes and brought the scorching smell of burning corpses far away.

"The devil." Jonah's soul fluctuated calmly, "I guess you should almost appear."

"What happened." Gu Tie said in shock,

"You can see for yourself, that's what you are good at, isn't it." Jonah's voice weakened: "I'm very tired, let me rest, take a break... I will lend you this body temporarily ……"

"Hey, wait a minute." Gu Tie yelled, but the young man's soul was silent, and he didn't respond any more,

There was a loud sound next to him. Gu Tie turned his head and looked around. A scarred soldier was slowly walking along with a bloodied warrior. The soldier’s eyes were filled with black blood, and his eye sockets were empty and there were no eyeballs. , But there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. He muttered unintelligible words, and smashed his hands. His hands were burned to the core and only bones were left, and he could still hold the heavy fighting spirit.

Gu Tie turned his waist down and turned his horse. The staff came out from behind the waist like an electric stab, and hit the soldier's chest with a puff. This is one of the octopole spear techniques. The octopole fist is based on spear technique and shakes big. The pole is the foundation of the boxer's foundation. The soldier flew five steps away, lay down on his back, a big hole in his chest, black blood and organs puffed out, but he was struggling and wanted to stand up.

"What's the matter?" The Chinese was surprised, "He is a dead man...Could it be that there are zombies here too."

He picked up his toe, and a broken spear flew into his hand, "Puff." The broken spear pierced into the ground fiercely, passed through the eye sockets, and nailed the soldier's head firmly to the ground. Gu Tie gasped. Move your hands and feet, this boy's body is growing rapidly, and the power that can be used is amazing. Thanks to the physical strength bonus of the moonlight elf contract, the boxing skills used by this body have greatly exceeded the power in the real world. , He feels that his coordination with his body is getting better and better, there is an amazing illusion of "this is my body",

Undoubtedly, this is a war. Gu Tie raised his eyes and looked around. There were corpses piled up on the plain, and the beacon smoke was everywhere. The distant shouts of killing resounded across the sky. He couldn't see the situation on the battlefield and couldn't tell. The two sides in the war, because the dead hugged and entangled and twisted into a ball, blood and mud blurred the coat of arms on the flag,

"Wait a minute..." He suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the burning city in the distance gave him a familiar feeling. The huge buildings, the towering walls of Tai Chi graphics, and the gray and black stone buildings. Coupled with the broken tower that pierced the sky in the haze, the tower that was broken from the middle was like a sharp broken sword pointing to the sky, and, without a doubt, it was the tower "Sky Jade" that was broken by the King of Assassins, and Located at the foot of Tianxuan is the mysterious place that has been glorious for thousands of years in the history of the Eastern Continent, the ancestral grave of the seventeen spirits of the East, and the common hometown of Long Ji, King of Assassins and Long Shenlin,

Long Family Mansion,

The Long Family Mansion is burning,

Gu Tie looked back in amazement. Sure enough, on the skyline in the other direction was a very large black city. The conical basalt palace stood upright, representing the majesty of imperial power. "City" Pingyin, Pingyin city watched the war silently, like an outsider who has nothing to do with him,

"Buzz..." Suddenly a few white rays of light lit up on the battlefield. Gu Tie turned around again and saw the priest in white robe walking among the corpses, holding the "Bible" in his hand, and drew the Holy Cross in the air. The outline of the scar, every time the light flashed, several corpses slowly wriggled, opened their muddy eyes, and pulled the stumps out of the **** quagmire,

"God." Gu Tie said,