Unlimited animation travel system

As time passed, although the Great Qin Empire became strong, it was still under the wheel of history and withdrew from the stage of history. New countries and dynasties have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Unfolding on this large historical stage, it blooms with their bright light, and also shows their own cultural heritage to future generations, leaving their own traces on the long history of China.

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One of them, at a certain time in Guangdong, a small fishing village near the coast, in the depths of the deep sea, inside the Dragon King’s Palace, a man wearing a sea-blue dress with two small horns on his forehead, a little loli with a bun face .

I was moving my two short legs, and ran into the study room when I ran towards the palace. While running, he said, "Daddy~Daddy~!"

In the study, a middle-aged man wearing Long Wenhua clothes heard the milky voice of little Lori and couldn't help putting down the book she was reading and walking out of the bookcase.

He took the leaping little Lolita into her arms, rubbed her head dozingly, and asked with some doubts: "What's the matter? My little princess! What dad needs will be satisfied. you."

Hearing the words, the little Lolita, with a pair of pale blue eyes open, immediately said excitedly: "Daddy, this is what you said! You can't go back."

"Of course, I am the Dragon King, the master of the entire sea, and I will lie to you as a little girl!"

The middle-aged man spoke proudly. When he heard the little Lolita in his arms, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she said excitedly: "I want a younger brother! I have to give birth to me. "

"..."

As soon as he came to Haikou, he was choked by his daughter's sentence. The middle-aged man complained with a headache: Other things can be satisfied, but this life-making project, I, he, alone. It can't be done!

But looking at his daughter, the big eyes and the gradually pouting mouth, the middle-aged man said with a headache and comforted him: "My dear baby girl~ Dad can't give birth to a younger brother..."

Before the middle-aged could finish speaking, the little Lolita who heard the words instantly gathered a mist of water in her big eyes, and she burst into tears in the next lesson.

While crying, he said aggrievedly: "Uuuuu~ Brother is gone, and Daddy won't play with me!..."

"I want a younger brother, give me a younger brother!..."

The middle-aged man holding his daughter was also a little helpless and sad, and a picture appeared in his mind, even the sea surface was under the middle-aged man’s emotions, the raging waves of the sea.

The waves rolled up the waves hundreds of meters high, and began to sweep towards the coast with terrifying power. Some small fishing villages near the coast watched the waves hundreds of meters high.

His face was pale with fright in an instant, and I didn’t care about the other horrified people and started to run around. As he ran, he shouted, "Nothing! The tsunami is coming."

"The Dragon King is angry again! Run quickly."

"Damn! Run away!"

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All the fishing villages along the sea were in chaos. Some people brought their families with their mouths, and some people desperately ran towards the high-altitude places, hoping to survive this huge wave.

A few days later.

In a fishing village by the sea after being swept by the waves, a group of people in the fishing village, in a room that was still well kept, began a meeting to discuss the future.

Among them, the chief of the fishing village, a middle-aged man with a pale black skin and an old face, took a sip from the teacup in front of him, before he waited for the village chief to speak.

The pillars of other homes sitting underground said: "The village chief! What can I do? All the fishing boats in my family have been damaged in this tsunami. If we can't go out to sea again, my family will be hungry. Died at home."

"Yes, yes, the village chief! If you don't think about it, there will be no more rice to cook."

"The village chief quickly find a way! This damn tsunami swept once every two to five. You can't go out to fish at all. If you don't solve it, I can only take everyone in my family out of here."

...

Listening to the noisy discussion below, the village chief also frowned with a headache. He looked at the mess of villagers underneath, and said helplessly:

"Guys, be quiet! Listen to me..."

After the words fell, the plain-headed people who had been messing around all calmed down and looked at the village chief, hoping that the village chief could come up with some good ideas to solve this matter.

The village chief didn't sell Guanzi, and he said directly: "Hey! The last time we sacrificed in the village, we only sacrificed a pig! The Dragon King is not satisfied. It seems that we have to sacrifice again to calm the Dragon King's anger."

"But the village chief, there is nothing left in our village, what should we sacrifice?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"By the way, I heard the widow of the king next door say that this happened to their natal family. Because there were too few sacrifices, the Dragon King also came down to punish. In the end, it seemed that he encountered a wandering warlock. This solved the problem. thing."

Hearing the words, everyone present turned their gazes, and the middle-aged man who said these words touched his head a little shyly.

However, the village head opened his eyes and urged: "Every day you don't want to sell it, just say it!"

"Well, the warlock said to the village chief before he left that he must offer the virgin boy and virgin to calm the Lord Dragon! It is really amazing now, since the virgin boy and virgin of Mr. Village, the weather is really good. All have new clothes to wear..."

The middle-aged man was talking endlessly, but all the people present who wanted to offer the virgins were all silent with different faces, sitting in the first place.

He did say: "Don't say it, I also know that everyone is reluctant to sacrifice their children to the Dragon King! But if we don't sacrifice, our fishing village will be over!"

Hearing the words, all the villagers in the fishing village were silent, but at this moment, one of the villagers seemed to think of something.

He said with excitement: "The village chief, I ran into a little beggar outside the village yesterday! Maybe we can..."

Needless to say, everyone on the scene knew what the fish villagers wanted to say, and the eyes of the other villagers on the scene lit up, and even the village chief’s gloomy expression was about to recover.

However, he still asked in doubt: "Wang Gou Dan! This is not your place to talk nonsense!"

"Of course, I really ran into a little beggar outside the village, who kindly gave me some food at the time, and inquired about the origin of this little beggar..."

Speaking of the villager called Wang Goudan, he even continued to speak with a picture: "According to the little beggar, he came from other places due to a locust plague, and his relatives are all dead, only left. He ran here alone, or we..."

"Well, okay! You hurry up and send someone to catch the little beggar back. If you don't catch anyone late, just think about it yourself!"

After the village chief had finished speaking, he stood up and left the room. Hearing the words of other villagers, they just sat in silence for a while, then disappeared, and began to search for the little beggar outside the village.

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At this time, on a shore not far from the village, a little boy in shabby clothes and a dirty face was using his little hand to push the water in front of him.

Holding it up and washing his face, he cleaned his face, revealing the white skin underneath, the little boy took a deep breath, the unique air of the seaside.

Sitting on the beach behind him, his eyes were deep looking at the boundless ocean in front of him. The thoughts in his heart were really all kinds of thoughts. Bai Qianmo's intuition was completely unlucky this time.

Therefore, within a few years of my birth, the village where I was born suffered a locust plague. I could only move out of the village with the villagers and wander into the wilderness.

On this road, Bai Qianmo knew that this time there were not only locust plagues, but also droughts, famines, etc., and the wide coverage was also appalling. Bai Qianmo also saw a lot on this road, only on TV. There are countless pictures in the scene, who can eat people, rice meat, etc.

Thinking of these Bai Qianmo, he shook his head helplessly. In the end, he was the only one left in their village and came here lingering.

But what happened when I came here, I was helpless now, I couldn't even get enough to eat, so why talk about surviving here.

Just when Bai Qianmo lamented that the future of life was dark, the coastal scene of the setting sun before him was instantly replaced by black, and then Bai Qianmo heard...