Huang Chao's thoughts gradually became smaller and finally disappeared.

This remnant thought from the past agrees with Huang Chao's statement.

All kinds of cause and effect are left in the past.

Don't bother future generations anymore...

After sending Huang Chao away from the car, Huang Chao sat down like a limp with a serious expression.

"What's wrong, man?" Liang Hongbin, who was standing beside him, looked at Huang Chao who was worried and hurried forward to comfort him.

And Huang Chao just smiled bitterly.

He was not as free and easy as he said just now.

After all, no matter what, it is the fruit of the past and present. After seeing the tragic killing, there will still be a shadow in my heart.

In particular, Huang Chao had the act of eating people and controlling others. Living people were made into food and easy to carry jerky.

Huang Chao vomited on the spot when he thought of this, and he vomited all the sour water. He was not even sure if he could eat meat in the future.

If this memory is still in his mind, it may affect his life...

"Oh, to be honest, I might as well not know about this. At least I am harassed every night, which is better than having nightmares." Huang Chao murmured: "I can't eat the braised pork made by my mother in the future..."

Thinking of the braised pork yellow, I vomited even more.

Mei, who was standing beside her, had expected this scene and said softly:

"I can make you lose this memory. The fragment of your past human soul has dissipated. It is not too difficult to seal this memory."

"But are you sure you want to forget?"

Mei repeatedly confirmed.

After all, memory is an important part of a person's personality.

"Let me forget it, if possible." Huang Chao raised his head suddenly without hesitation: "Please."

“As you wish.”

Mei nodded, and the spiritual magic power appeared all over her body. The meaning of the spring breeze flashed by, and her magic power began to produce effects.

At this moment, Huang Chao felt soft all over his body, as if he was in a sea of ​​flowers, and his memory began to blur.

A curtain of spring breeze, a curtain of dreams.

After the magic power has disappeared, there is no trace.

Huang Chao fell asleep quickly, and his originally tight brows stretched out again...

....

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are cool in autumn.

When I was approaching my post, a boy's dormitory was a little restless in his dormness as before.

Now it’s midnight, the small desk lamp is on and the night of the night is fighting.

Liang Hongbin stretched out his big laziness and had his paper done. Then he asked Huang Chaoshuo, who was still thinking next to him.

"Old Huang, how are you feeling lately?"

Huang Chao yawned with tears and said.

"It feels okay, but my hair loss is a bit serious. I feel like my hairline can cope with a 20-year-old programmer..."

"Liver papers are like this. Drink more wolfberry to nourish your body." Liang Hongbin paused and said, "Also, you said you have been having nightmares recently, aren't it better?"

"I'm having nightmares, I really won't do it recently."

Huang Chao gave a thumbs up and said, "The Anshen Tea sold in the field you introduced me is indeed effective... It's just a bit expensive."

"That's good."

Liang Hongbin knew the whole story, knew how the matter in his past and present life was solved, and knew that the problem was solved by the method of forgetting worries.

Finally, his memory was frozen in the Taoist temple to drink the tea of ​​meditation.

After paying 1,000 yuan for recuperation, the treatment was over.

Let it go over and turn it over.

About his previous life.

Liang Hongbin took a sip of Coke, and then Huang Chao next to him suddenly said: "How about you tell me to write a paper from Huang Chao in the late Tang Dynasty?"

puff--

A sip of soda was sprayed out, and the yellow and white soda turned into flying all over the sky.

"Damn it, Lao Liang, what's wrong with you?" Huang Chao stood up suddenly and looked at the roommate in front of him with disgust. The Coke squirted his face.

"Uh...sorry, sorry."

Liang Hongbin wiped off the corner of his mouth and twitched: "Why did you think of writing Huang Chao? What's the point of writing this guy?"

"Uh, no, I just noticed this late Tang hero when I was studying the history of the late Tang Dynasty."

"It's not a good thing anyway, and I don't have much research."

Even if you haven't seen those illusions, Huang Chao's reputation in history is not very good.

Not to mention Liang Hongbin, who has seen these dreams, Huang Chao is just a bandit who acts for his own interests.

"You can't say that. It's true that from various historical materials and his affairs, it's not a good thing, but the truth of history and the past will be somewhat different." Huang Chao paused and said, "We later generations really cannot truly objectively evaluate their merits and demerits."

You don’t know now that the real Huang Chao in the past is even more despicable.

"That's true." But Liang Hongbin couldn't say anything. He was really afraid that he would say something and let Huang Chao recall something bad.

"When talking about the traces and the heart or the traces, Huang Chao did something bad, but his actions also had a profound impact on Chinese history..."

Huang Chao pushed his glasses and said, "For that era, he was a cruel tyrant, bandit, and an inhumane person, which had an incalculable impact on cities and humanity, but he also eliminated the biggest evil disease in China at that time..."

At this time, Liang Hongbin touched his chin, and suddenly felt something to talk to Huang Chao, and said.

"What you want to say is... a clan?"

Liang Hongbin is also a student in the history department. He also chose the subject of history because he was interested in the brilliant history of Chinese civilization.

This land.

Whether it is myth or history, it is so charming.

Huang Chao nodded and said.

"Yes, the aristocratic system, which had left hundreds of years of disaster in China, ended under Huang Chao. In history, many people have tried to terminate the aristocratic family, but in the end they all have little results. The king will change, but the aristocratic family will never change..."

At that time, most of the property and family members of the aristocratic families were placed in Chang'an City.

Huang Chao killed and burned.

The bodies of those aristocratic families were wiped out, and all the power seemed so pale and powerless in front of the sharp sword.

From a historical perspective, he has indeed had immeasurable merits and his benefits to future generations are immeasurable.

"It's ironic, this big demon who slaughtered countless people at that time, and even... a guy who still eats people, from a historical and future perspective, Achievement is actually a hero." Huang Chao said: "It's ironic."

"It's really ironic."

Liang Hongbin held his chin with one hand and sighed.

"Who tells the merits and demerits of the so-called heroes?"
Chapter completed!