In the 18th year of Hongzhi's reign in the Ming Dynasty, the Li family in Langqi Island, Changle County, Fuzhou Prefecture, countless pictures and information flashed by, strange faces, awkward words, from birth to adulthood, everything happened in the past ten years.
For a moment, Li Huan had a sense of the changes in time and space. He was an ordinary orphan from Earth and Star. He was adopted by a local master since he was a child and taught him reading, literacy, astronomy and geography, and even the knowledge of tomb robbing. The old man said that
The craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors must not be lost to him.
After going to school, graduating, and working, Li Huan was just like countless ordinary people running around for life. However, one day, the dying old man said that he had taught Li Huan everything he had learned, and he just wanted to find a big tomb to try his skills.
Out of school.
Li Huan couldn't laugh or cry about this. It's illegal to steal someone's tomb, but he couldn't resist the old man and had to agree. Li Huan didn't let the old man down. With the ability he learned from the old man, he really found a big tomb, but still
Before he could take action, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, thunder and lightning flashed, and a bright and sudden lightning struck down.
"I have traveled through time!"
Thinking of himself being chopped into ashes by thunder, Li Huan couldn't help but sigh, breaking the law and committing crimes will indeed result in lightning strikes!
After laughing at himself, Li Huan calmed down and suddenly found that his consciousness seemed to be in a mysterious space. Li Huan guessed that if nothing unexpected happened, this should be the sea of consciousness.
There were bits and pieces of information all around that were being integrated into his body, and Li Huan clearly felt that the integrated information was the memory of the body he occupied.
As the information from his predecessor was integrated, Li Huan felt a warm feeling. He felt that his spirit seemed to be growing little by little. The satisfaction that came from his soul was really intoxicating.
I don't know how much time passed, but Li Huan only felt his spirit refreshed, and a mysterious and mysterious wave swept over him. He seemed to be pushed hard by a strong force. The next moment, Li Huan only had time to take a surprised look, and saw a
The vast and endless spiritual light stretched across the sea of his consciousness. Even if it was just a glimpse, Li Huan suddenly felt the endless mystery emerging from his heart, and he felt like he was integrated into it.
"Ahem..."
Li Huan only felt heat flowing through his throat. He was choked when his breath was not smooth, and he coughed violently.
"Master is awake, Master is awake!"
A clear, sweet and quite familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"This is forsythia!"
Li Huan had a realization in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes. He saw a young girl in plain clothes, holding a white porcelain bowl with patterns in her hands, staring at him with a pair of watery eyes full of surprise.
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Looking at the girl with bright eyes and white teeth in front of him, Li Huan felt a feeling of familiarity and strangeness in his heart. He was familiar because he had integrated everything from his previous life. He was very familiar with the maids around him, but strange because he was not the original
Being Li Huan, even with the fusion of memories, he is still a little uncomfortable.
At this moment, a hurried cry came along with the sound of footsteps.
"Huan'er, my son..."
Looking at the haggard woman hugging him, his heart palpitated, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously. Almost subconsciously, Li Huan said: "Mother!"
This call was like instinct, and Li Huan, who was a little uncomfortable at first, suddenly felt that the feeling of being in another world was quickly fading away.
In front of the dim mourning hall, Li Huan, who was wearing sackcloth and mourning, was kneeling in front of a coffin with incense and candles burning. This was the second day after Li Huan woke up.
Calculating the time, Li Huan's previous body was seriously injured and died. Three days had passed since the time-traveled Li Huan took possession of his body. It took almost two days for everything in the previous body to be integrated until Li Huan woke up.
Under normal circumstances, his injuries would have prevented him from getting out of bed for more than a month or two. However, the second day after he woke up, the wounds on his body stopped bleeding and scabbed at an extraordinary speed. It was so strange.
Even though Li Huan was slow to react, he realized that his body might have undergone inexplicable changes due to his arrival.
Sitting there on his knees, Li Huan withdrew his eyes from the coffin and subconsciously looked at the night sky outside the hall. With the faint light, he could clearly see the lines on the lush leaves in the yard a few feet away, and listened attentively.
You can even hear the faint footsteps of soldiers on night watch outside the hospital.
Subconsciously clenching his fist, Li Huan felt as if his whole body was filled with a majestic force. With one punch, he was afraid that the coffin in front of him would be shattered.
This, this body is really different!
Just as Li Huan's thoughts were wandering, a voice suddenly sounded in Li Huan's ear: "Brother Huan, your injury has not healed. You have been kneeling for a long time. Why don't you go back and rest..."
Hearing the rich voice full of concern, Li Huan raised his head and said to Chen Yidao: "Uncle Yidao, my nephew is fine, guarding my father's grave. This is the duty of a son. Compared with my father dying to save me...
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Speaking of this, Li Huan couldn't help but his eyes moistened, and a scene emerged in his mind of a man who could have escaped, but in order to save him, he protected him behind him and was killed by random arrows.
Chen Yidao glanced at Li Huan with relief and didn't know what he was thinking of. Suddenly his eyes flashed with a fierce light and said: "Brother Huan, don't worry, we will take people with us when the third child gets your appointment documents."
Destroy his Lian Jiang Fang clan to appease your father’s spirit in heaven.”
A wave of hatred rose, and Li Huan, who inherited everything from his predecessor, has quickly integrated into his current identity. Not to mention the influence of his predecessor's memory, if he just wants to gain a foothold in this world, then the revenge of killing his father is inevitable.
Report.
As the saying goes, the hatred for killing the father is irreconcilable, not to mention the present, but also the past life. This is a natural consensus.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Li Huan nodded heavily towards Chen Yidao and said, "Uncle Yidao, I will avenge this with my own hands!"
Looking at Li Huan, who seemed to have undergone great changes, Chen Yidao couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, okay, brother, have you seen it? Brother Huan has grown up..."
Chen Yidao, who repeatedly praised Li Huan, was obviously very satisfied with Li Huan's attitude. He slapped the coffin with his big hand and heard a snap. The thick stone padding under one corner of the coffin was shaken and filled with cracks.
Realizing this, Chen Yidao couldn't help but stiffen his big hand on the coffin. Under Li Huan's gaze, he retracted his big hand like a cattail leaf fan in embarrassment, scratched his head and said to Li Xian's memorial tablet: "In a moment of excitement,
,Brother, don’t blame me, don’t blame me...”
Watching Chen Yidao carefully apologize to Li Xian's tablet, Li Huan's heart felt a little rippled. In the original memory, the Ming Dynasty Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Yuanmeng Tatars and restored the Central Plains, Li Hui Emperor Zhu Yunwen, Taizong Wen
Emperor Zhu Di, Renzong Zhu Gaochi, Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, Daizong Zhu Qiyu, Xianzong Zhu Jianshen, Xiaozong Zhu Youtang, all are as recorded in history books.
But who will tell him, what happened to the terrifying power of Chen Yidao's slap that shattered every stone in this seemingly normal historical time and space under the Ming Dynasty?
Li Huan stared at the cracked stone under the coffin, as if that square stone contained a huge secret.
Noticing Li Huan's gaze, Chen Yidao twitched the corner of his mouth and grinned: "Brother Huan, it's not that my uncle is too talkative. In the past, my eldest brother pampered you a lot. It's fine that you don't want to practice martial arts. But after this,
You should also understand that in this world, the poems, books and articles you read every day cannot stop those secret swords and guns."
Li Huan was speechless and lowered his head in thought. Information about Chen Yidao came to Li Huan's mind. His predecessor, Li Huan, was devoted to reading and immersed in the articles of sages, and somewhat looked down upon these men who were fighting in the army.
But even so, in Li Huan's memory, when facing Chen Yidao, he was very respectful and did not dare to be rude.
On the one hand, it was because of his father Li Xian's strict orders, and on the other hand, it was because Chen Yidao was a really capable person.
In my mind, some images that had been dormant for a long time appeared. In the memory of my predecessor, Chen Yidao resisted dozens of soldiers and stabbed him with swords without hurting him. He was able to avoid fire blunderbuss while jumping. He easily carried hundreds of kilograms of stone lions and threw them.
It's several feet long and is simply inhuman.
Looking up at Chen Yidao's slightly ferocious face, the image of Chen Yidao with his sword, gun and identity intact became clearer and clearer in his mind. Looking at the several-finger-thick stone that was shattered across the coffin, Li Huan felt quite
I have no words to ask the heaven for my feelings.
Is this special force worthy of the time and space of the Ming Dynasty?
While Li Huan was lost in thought, Chen Yidao noticed Li Huan's expression and couldn't help but open his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed slightly.
As if hearing Chen Yidao's sigh, Li Huan raised his head and looked at Chen Yidao and said, "Uncle Yidao, my nephew, my father praised you for being brave and invincible. I wonder what kind of kung fu you have learned?"
He glanced at Li Huan in surprise, and Chen Yidao couldn't help but show a bit of joy on his face. Li Huan had been addicted to the so-called saint's studies since he was a child, and now he actually asked him what kind of kung fu he practiced, and how has his attitude changed?
Chen Yidao was not surprised.
Subconsciously taking a look at Li Xian's memorial tablet, Chen Yidao prayed silently in his heart: "Brother Li, you have a spirit in heaven, bless young boy Huan to find his way back as soon as possible, and don't want to imitate those poor people who talk so much..."
With this thought in his heart, Chen Yidao did not miss this rare opportunity and said: "What I practice is the way of military killing. I only practiced the Hunyuan Iron Cloth Shirt. After twenty years of hard training, now I finally..."
Something has been accomplished.”
When he talked about his success in cultivation, Chen Yidao actually had a look of satisfaction on his face. It was obvious that Chen Yidao was very proud of his own strength.
"Hunyuan Iron Cloth Shirt, sounds like a bad street..."
Although Li Huan's muttering was very low, Chen Yidao could hear it clearly. The corners of his mouth twitched and he glared at Li Huan and said, "You know nothing. This skill is passed down from a family of generals. Even if you look at the generals in the world, then
It’s also a unique cultivation method.”
Li Huan's eyes lit up and he said: "But this name is really vulgar, just like the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt. It seems that there are a lot of them."
Chen Yidao almost fainted when he heard what Li Huan said. It is in vain that this boy was born in a military family. After becoming a general, he was a good military boy who did not learn martial arts. He was obsessed with so-called moral articles and had no understanding of his own family's inheritance.
As we all know, it is no wonder that some people have their thoughts on Li Xian. What is certain is that after Li Xian, there will be no one left in the Li family in Langqi!