Li Yun did not go back to the Taoist temple immediately, but instead rode the green cow with "Tongminglu", as if he was forgetting to eat and sleep. The content of "Tongminglu" was so fascinating.

The folk legends are somewhat mysterious and strange, just like stories, and they are mysterious and strange and can't help but read them.

Unlike the humanistic stories compiled by Liaozhai, most of the stories recorded in "Tongminglu" are extremely real, just like when you are watching the story of the mythological era.

There may be some art processing, but art is compiled on the basis of reality.

I forgot to eat and sleep all the way, riding the green cow, and when I woke up, it was already another area.

This area has a sad yellow sand, full of a chic and sad feeling. The northwest yellow sand is boundless.

Li Yun shook his head and asked.

“Where is this?”

"I don't know, Daxian, if you tell me to stop and stop, I'll stop and stop, and then I'll come here." Qingxuan said: "You have read the book for three days. No matter how I tell you to stop and ignore me in these three days."

"Yeah..."

Li Yun touched his chin, it seemed that he was so worried about eating and sleeping this time.

I actually watched it for three consecutive days.

"By the way, great immortal, is this book really that beautiful?" Qingxuan said curiously, staring at his eyes.

Li Yun closed the "Tongminglu" with some reluctance and said with a smile.

“It’s so good.”

Let Li Yun have a sense of return to his junior high school and high school moments, and staying up late to follow novels and comics.

I forgot to eat and sleep, and was criticized by the teacher during class the next day.

I think of it a little nostalgic.

This book also has some magical features, which makes readers feel like they are in the book. It is worthy of being produced in the system and must be a fine product.

There is a sugar water shop located on the roadside of the road, selling sugar water ice tea and smoothies, which brings a hint of coolness in this hot summer day.

Li Yun felt cool and licked his tongue.

"I'm a little hungry."

When I was in high school, after school, I took advantage of the enthusiasm of the sugar water stall and drank a bowl of sugar water to relieve the heat and feel sweet.

"Boss, let's have two glasses of watermelon ice."

"Okay."

There are only five tables and a few plastic benches in the sugar water stall, which really looks like a school convenience store.

There are also people on other tables, all of them are young people.

It was a bit noticeable that Li Yun, a Taoist priest, appeared at the sugar water stall.

"Is this Taoist uncle cosplay? Or is it a real Taoist?"

"Hey, don't look at the uncle, help me take a selfie, I'm so hot."

"Cai Songgao, come here to help me block the sun. It's so hot."

"Hehehe, OK, my goddess."

The other four tables of sugar and water stalls are all in the same group. This group is about 19 years old and looks like they are here to visit.

They had a loud voice and had no intention of restraining their comments.

Although Li Yun was a little displeased when he heard this, he didn't say much, and his temper was not so small that he wanted to argue with this young man.

I drank sugar water on my own.

Perhaps because of taste, this sugar water did not make Li Yun feel like he was remembering his childhood, it was the taste of ordinary watermelon rock sugar water.

"Time passes, but the past will not come back."

Li Yun seemed to be feeling as if he was eating this sugar water.

Time flies, and the world is gone and never comes again. Even if you remember the past here, you cannot change the passing of time.

Of course, Li Yun is not a pretentious person. After a little bit of emotion, he returned to normal and used his mobile phone to check where he is now.

It turned out to be Xinzhou City.

"Qingxuan has actually walked so far in three days."

Li Yun was quite surprised that Qingxuan actually came so far away.

"Xinzhou City..."

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At this time, Li Yun felt a little moved and was still a little impressed by Xinzhou City. One of the most tragic battles in the Chinese War of Resistance, the Xinkou Battle was held here.

Here the People's Army has truly practiced the tragic spirit of "casting the Great Wall with flesh and blood".

After knowing this place, Li Yun couldn't help feeling sad and felt a little empathetic. The tragic thrill of the 16 years of the War of Resistance came to his heart.

"That Taoist priest cried."

"So strange..."

"Can you be dumped by your girlfriend?"

"So humble."

The men and women on the side did not avoid this Taoist, and they just made a comment.

"Jiang Rongjie, why don't you go and chat with this Taoist brother?"

On the other side, a girl named Jiang Rongjie laughed and said, "I don't want to chat with the uncle anymore, I hate it."

"I feel so, too."

The young girl commented on Taoist unscrupulously. Taoist naturally would not have the same knowledge as them, but Qingxuan was unhappy.

Qingxuan came to the young girls and sneeze.

"Ah! My smoothie!"

"Don't the bad luck, where does the wind come from..."

"Dadays, why do you still have mucus?"

"Ah!! My clothes!"

The sharp voices of several people made Qingxuan feel refreshed, just as comfortable as eating fresh fairy grass on the New Year's day.

"Qingxuan, let's go."

Li Yun didn't go to see them, and after getting up to settle the bill, he called Qingxuan to leave.

The Taoist turned around and left.

The boss who was taking care of sugar water on the other side was wandering between the sugar water shop and the door table, and suddenly saw the flowers and plants on the side suddenly withered.

This surprised the boss a little.

"Ye? Why did the flower grow well and suddenly wither?"

The flowers, trees and grass industry are in the same sorrow as the Taoist.

.....

Li Yun did not go back to Yunmeng Temple directly, but walked here, walked through the cave, and came to a highland with mountains and ridges.

204 The mountains and ridges around the highland are bullied, and the ravines are crisscrossed. The ridges divide the 10 kilometers at the entrance of the basin into two hole-shaped passages.

Huaihua and Xinkou are two small villages on the left and right side of the passage, as the strategic throat position, and this is the most intense place in the battle.

Time flies, and even if time passes by, it cannot erase the true meaning of blood here. Even if it has been nearly a hundred years, it is still like yesterday.

This was a tragic battle, which lasted twenty-one days. It was an important battle in the Taiyuan defense battle and the northern barrier of Taiyuan. If you defend here, you can defend Taiyuan. If you defend Taiyuan, you can set Shanxi and North China. It is precisely because of the important strategic significance here that the invaders have devoted their efforts and strategic intentions here. After the Pingxingguan Battle, they mobilized heavy troops to invade Xinzhou.

When the Kou Army's equipment and supplies were better than the Huaxia Erlang, the Huaxia Erlang used his flesh and blood to block the torrent of steel from the Kou Army, and the price he paid was heavy.

Li Yun came to a narrow pass and stroked the dark red land on the ground.

Under the touching, an illusion seemed to appear in my eyes.

The four enemy troops were carrying light machine guns that were far superior to the equipment of Huaxia Erlang, and were shooting wildly.

The Chinese men took the tattered Hanyang Made and used their flesh and blood to block the machine gun's mouth and piled up their bodies to block this unstoppable torrent of bullets.

Tears fell faintly in the corner of Li Yun's eyes.

"Great Immortal."

"Um?"

“I feel very sad.”

Qingxuan gently stroked the land with his hooves. It has been a hundred years since there was nothing here, but he could still feel the true meaning from it.

"Yes, I am the same."
To be continued...