Sacrifice to the heavens begins with the story of Yitian Slaying the Dragon

Chapter 78 The resentful Si Lili, I am Li Bai
There are only four great masters in the world. No matter what his status, Wang Yu dares to block the great master?
Except for the great grandmaster who appeared that year, no new powerful grandmaster has appeared in the world.

It can be seen that it is difficult for a strong master to be born.

Naturally, Si Lili's expression could not be hidden from Wang Yu.

He smiled slightly and said nothing more.

After all, this world is indeed outrageous. There are only four grand masters, and they are still people who have had contact with the temple.

There are very advanced technological samples in the temple.

There is also a supercomputer, and robots.

Wu Zhu is the strongest robot. After being instigated by Ye Qingmei, he betrayed the temple and helped Ye Qingmei kill the pursuers from the temple.

It's a pity that Ye Qingmei still died in the hands of Emperor Qing.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Yu roughly pulled Si Lili over, which made the girl's heart tremble. She couldn't come back, could she?

Didn't it just end? It doesn't mean that men are ordinary. This goes against common sense.

"Miss Lili, why are you leaving in such a hurry? What time is it?"

"Miss Lili, you can't hide your identity for too long. If you want to seek asylum, you can come to me. In my case, as the same saying goes, even if the Grand Master comes, he won't be able to take you away."

Afterwards, Wang Yu left Huafang. Watching Wang Yu leave, Si Lili struggled to stand up. At this moment, her whole body was weak.

Wang Yu looked away with resentment in his eyes. After resting for a while, he put on his clothes and got off the boat.

The Madam of Zuixianlou who was responding to the call on the shore couldn't help but be startled when she saw the limping manager, and then stepped forward to help him.

"Who is this person? How did you lose your body to this person?"

The madam asked. She was only about 30 years old, but her charm was still there.

At the same time, he is also the person arranged by Beiqi to serve the manager here.

"I fell in love with him. I originally thought he was an ordinary young man, but I didn't expect that he was even better at playing with drugs than me."

"He also knows our identity, and we can't stay in the capital any longer."

Si Lili said, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

After all, Chen Pingping's spies are everywhere in Kyoto. If she leaves the city, she may be stopped before she returns to Beiqi.

When the time comes, Chen Pingping doesn't care whether she is a beauty or not, all kinds of cruel punishments may be used on her.

If the errant manager dreams of Wang Yu, if she really can't leave, she can only go to Wang Yu.

Even if she died, she would have to support her. Wang Yu's despicableness got her for the first time. It was impossible not to resent this man.

"What? Okay, I'll arrange for someone to send you out right now."

"Wait a minute, leaving the city now will undoubtedly attract the attention of the procuratorate. If it doesn't work, I will go to him and drag him down."

Si Lili gritted his teeth and said. Hearing this, the madam naturally knew that he was referring to Wang Yu who had just left.

As the two left, they looked around carefully to avoid being noticed by the prosecutor's office.

What Si Lili didn't know was that all of this was being monitored by Chen Pingping.

He even sent someone to Wang Yu. Of course, for Wang Yu, what Chen Pingping knew was what he wanted him to know. What Wang Yu didn't want him to know. Even if Chen Pingping turned into a mouse and ran to Wang Yu's house, she couldn't escape him. 's discerning eye.

A person can change his appearance, but the aura on his body cannot be changed. That is what a person is born with.

Three days later.

Wang Yu came to the vicinity of Fan Mansion.

Not far away, Fan Xian was walking outside with Fan Sizhe, and Fan Sizhe was discussing opening a library with Fan Xian.

By then he would be able to earn a lot of money. Wang Yu was a little emotional when he thought about Fan Sizhe's talent in arithmetic. Sure enough, some talents are innate.

You have to be very sensitive to numbers.

"Brother, I really didn't expect that you are actually the author of Dream of Red Mansions. As long as we open a few more bookstores, we will definitely make a lot of money by then. That's great. I am three and you are seven. You don't have to worry about the rest. Leave it all to me, you only need to hand over the agency rights of Dream of Red Mansions to me, and I can spread bookstores all over Qingguo in up to three years."

Fan Sizhe patted his chest and assured, his eyes full of shock.

Small money, small money.

Thinking of Fan Sizhe, he stretched his fingers and smiled as he thought of the profits he could get in the future.

Hearing this, Fan Xian also looked at his younger brother. His stepmother said that Fan Sizhe was stupid. Today, it seems that Fan Sizhe is not stupid at all. Have you ever seen a fool be so good at calculations?

He didn't even react before Fan Sizhe's answer came out.

"The author of Dream of Red Mansions? Is this brother the author of Dream of Red Mansions?"

"I remember, the author of Dream of Red Mansions seems to be a gentleman named Cao Xueqin, right? Could this young man be Cao Xueqin?"

Wang Yu came to the two of them and smiled slightly. After hearing this, Fan Sizhe turned to look at Wang Yu before Fan Xian could speak.

"Who are you? This book was written by my brother Fan Xian. I saw it written by him with my own eyes. Why are you talking nonsense? What about Cao Xueqin? Have I never heard of it?"

"I'm telling you, you are talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude."

If Wang Yu's words spread, how will he make money in the future?
No matter what, he had to stop Wang Yu from speaking.

He saw it written by Fan Xian with his own eyes. How could it be Cao Xueqin?

Although there are several families named Cao in the imperial capital, I have never heard of anyone in the family who is talented enough to write such a story.

At this moment, Fan Xian felt huge waves in his heart. Rebirth was his secret.

In his previous life, he was plagued by illness and finally traveled through time. In recent days, he received news that his mother was suspected of being a time traveler.

After all, the ideas and actions are too forward, and there is no other explanation except for the time traveler.

Hearing Wang Yu's words today, he couldn't help but get goosebumps. Could it be that the man in front of him was also a time traveler.

After all, only people of his time knew that Dream of Red Mansions was written by Cao Xueqin.

"Dare to ask brother?"

Fan Xian clasped his hands into fists, with a solemn look in his eyes.

He didn't take anyone else seriously, but Wang Yu, a time traveler like him, frightened him a little.

After all, how difficult would it be to deal with someone who knows your secret?
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wang Yu's lips.

"My dear Li Bai, I came to Qingguo from a distant place."

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Fan Xian became more certain that Wang Yu was the time traveler.

After all, Cao Xueqin is from the Qing Dynasty, and Li Bai is from the Tang Dynasty.

How could Li Bai know Cao Xueqin?
"Brother, please stop joking with Fan Xian. Please take a seat. Fan Sizhe, please go back first. I have something important to talk to this brother today."

"What about opening a bookstore?"

"I promise you, go back quickly."

Hearing this, Fan Sizhe's face became more excited, and he left the place and rushed towards Fan's house.

Fan Xian took Wang Yu into a restaurant and asked for a private room.

"I, Fan Xian, am a time traveler. Brother, there is no need to fool me with the name of a poet."

Fan Xian and others served tea, and after driving everyone out, he spoke softly.

Pay attention to Wang Yu's facial expression.

It's a pity that Wang Yu's face was expressionless and he didn't see anything.

"Wang Yu can be considered a time traveler."

Wang Yu spoke calmly, and upon hearing this, Fan Xian's heart dropped by half.

The look he looked at Wang Yu was also quite friendly.

Wang Yu's accent is Chinese, and it feels like a group of fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers.

Although the people here also have Yanhuang faces, in the final analysis, he, Fan Xian, has no sense of belonging to anything here.

"I have been here for more than ten years, and today I finally met people from my hometown. I wonder where Brother Wang is from?" "He is from Yu Province."

……

"Brother Wang was drinking tea. God gave me the opportunity to live a new life and met my brother. This is all fate."

"Fan Xian would like to ask Brother Wang for a favor. Don't tell anyone about the Red Mansion."

"Brother, I've been relying on this for a living lately."

Fan Xian said with a smile. After hearing this, Wang Yu took a sip of tea and his expression remained unchanged.

He raised his head and looked at Fan Xian, smiling lightly.

"I heard that Fan Ruoruo, a talented girl from Kyoto, is your sister. I want to pursue your sister. If you help me, no one will know about it. On the contrary, I can help you if you encounter difficulties in the future."

"Do you know what kind of world this is?"

Wang Yu looked at Fan Xian and said, Fan Xian became thoughtful after hearing this.

Fan Ruoruo admires him very much, of course because of his modern knowledge, and Wang Yu is also a modern person. It's hard to say who is better between the two.

But Wang Yu only needs to copy a few lines of ancient poems and articles to be famous throughout the ages. It is really possible that his sister Fan Ruoruo will be captured.

But he had just met Wang Yu. Although they were fellow villagers, Fan Xian still couldn't push his sister to a man who didn't know the details.

Wang Yu asked him what kind of world this was, which really confused Fan Xian.

Isn't this the ancient world?

He can practice martial arts himself, so his strength is not too weak.

"Brother Wang, please clarify my doubts."

Since he doesn't understand, he might as well listen to what Wang Yu said. Fan Xian can't tell whether it's true or false?
Looking at Fan Xian's eyes, Wang Yu's expression remained unchanged, he took a sip of tea and wrote lightly.

"Do you think of this world as the ancient world?"

"To tell you the truth, this world is the future of your era, which is tens of thousands of years from now."

Hearing this, Fan Xian was stunned for a moment and then stood up and said.

"Brother Wang, you don't have to fool me like this, right? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"A few hundred thousand years from now, we are in the 10st century. With the rapid advancement of technology, it is not difficult to land on the moon. In a few hundred thousand years, let alone flying out of the Milky Way, at least there will be traces of us in the solar system, right?"

"But what kind of world is this? In the ancient world, transportation, carriages, communication tools, flying pigeons to deliver messages, etc., and the food is similar to our ancient world."

"You said this is hundreds of thousands of years in the future. Isn't that a joke?"

Fan Xian shook his head and sat down. He wanted to see how else Wang Yu could fool him.

Wang Yu looked at Fan Xian's disbelieving eyes and was not surprised at all, after all, it would have been better if he didn't know the plot.

He also thought this was an ancient world. How could he have imagined that this was a world hundreds of thousands of years after a nuclear war.

"A few million to 10 years ago, at a time when science and technology were advancing rapidly, competition for some special resources led to nuclear wars around the world."

"After the nuclear war ended, the entire world's civilization was destroyed. First, nuclear radiation spread around the world, and the human living environment was destroyed."

"At that time, the human survivors left with a group of elites in a spaceship and entered the galaxy to find suitable planets."

"There are still some left behind forever, dying in radiation and glaciers."

"As for the martial arts you mentioned, it is the result of transforming the power of radiation."

"People here have adapted to nuclear radiation."

……

His words made Fan Xian stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

Temples, nuclear war, spaceships, interstellar immigrants, how many million years from now?

Why does all of this sound so fantastical?
He thought he had traveled through time, but Wang Yu told him that he was still on earth but had become a world tens of millions of years in the future.

"It's impossible, I don't believe it."

"I must find the temple, and I must find out the truth."

Fan Xian stood up and said that as for the tea, he was no longer in the mood to taste it.

"Brother Wang, I can't make the decision for Ruoruo. Whether you can catch her depends on your ability, but I hope you won't use despicable means."

"Otherwise, I, Fan Xian, will not let you go. You also know how powerful the Procuratorate is in this world. I have the title of prosecutor. Do you understand the weight?"

Fan Xian looked at Wang Yu, hesitated for a moment and spoke, while taking out the Tisi Waist Card.

If Fan Xian, a person in this world, is naturally not afraid, holding a waist card and threatening, who would dare to take action with his status?

But Wang Yu is also a time traveler, and his thinking cannot follow this world.

If he wanted to get it, he would probably resort to special means. Fan Ruoruo was his sister, so Fan Xian would naturally have to be on guard.

As for the Red Mansion, why should family members be more important?

After so many years, I have a sense of belonging.

"Then let's take a step forward."

Wang Yu's expression remained normal, he stood up and left the restaurant.

This time he met Fan Xian by chance. Fan Xian would soon know that he was a time traveler.

He didn't care at all that Fan Xian knew about it in advance.

After all, if you want to win Fan Ruoruo's heart, poetry and poetry must be indispensable.

In this way, Wang Yu needs to borrow the ancient quatrains of poetry immortals, poetry saints, poetry ghosts, poetry demons, poetry Buddhas and others.

As for asking him to recite poems and write lyrics by himself, Wang Yu admits that he does not have this talent. If he creates some secret books suitable for master practice, he will have no problem, but he is really not good at composing poems.

Watching Wang Yu leave, Fan Xian frowned and thought deeply. He originally wanted to find someone to monitor Wang Yu, but his Tisi waist card was the trump card to come to Kyoto. He couldn't let others know so quickly and take it away immediately. stand up.

"It's been such an eventful time. I wanted to go out and relax, but it seems I won't have the chance today."

Fan Xian sighed in his heart and walked towards his Fan Mansion.

Guo Baokun didn't know that he would get beaten less because of Wang Yu.

Otherwise, he would be beaten up in a sack and there would be no way to take revenge.

"Sir, isn't that Fan Xian from Fan Mansion?"

"It's true, it's a pity that this kid got on the carriage and ran away." Guo Baokun looked over after hearing this and saw Fan Xian getting on the carriage and leaving. Guo Baokun naturally couldn't chase him. He secretly complained a few words, and Guo Baokun started his daily arrogance and domineering behavior again.

"Brother, you are back."

Fan Ruoruo watched Fan Xian come back, his pretty face blooming, and she admired Fan Xian very much.

After all, Fan Xian was proficient in poetry, poetry, and poetry, and he even wrote a book as detailed as Red Mansions. Unfortunately, he was banned several times by the Qing Kingdom.

Hearing this, Fan Xian nodded and looked at the graceful Fan Ruoruo who had come and gone. Fan Xian understood in his heart why Wang Yu had thoughts about him.

If it weren't for his sister, Fan Xian would also be moved.

"Yes, I went out for a walk today."

"I heard Fan Sizhe say, brother, have you met a fellow countryman?"

"Are you from Danzhou?"

Fan Ruoruo asked curiously. Hearing this, Fan Xian shook his head and did not elaborate.

After all, his hometown is not here. At the same time, he was thinking about how much truth and how much falsehood Wang Yu's words.

When he came to the yard and looked at the traces of the zhenqi shots, he looked suspiciously in his eyes.

After all, I have never heard of absorbing nuclear radiation to practice martial arts.

"What is true and what is false? Why are there so many people traveling through this world?"

Fan Xian shook his head and thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)