After reading the inscription, Li Jun fell into deep thought.
wrong!
Li Jun was startled. He felt a wave of cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His whole body was as cold as if he was in an ice cave.
There is no Han Dynasty in this world.
There is no Han Ling Emperor in history.
Although Li Junyuan was illiterate, he loved listening and reading. When he was working as a waiter at a delicious restaurant, he often eavesdropped on people reading and reading.
He listened to historical biographies, heroes and beauties, and folklore. All these memories were left to Li Jun, who knew the history of this world very well.
The historical records of this world began a hundred years ago, and the previous era was collectively called the Age of Ignorance.
In the savage era, human beings drank hair and blood and lived in caves. The world at that time was full of ghosts and monsters.
Humans and ghosts coexist in the world. The power of ghosts is extremely powerful, while the power of humans is very weak. The ghosts enslave and eat humans.
The human condition in the ignorant era was miserable.
Until one day the saint comes out.
The saint created writing, taught etiquette, practiced exercises, and led the human race to conquer a huge empire.
Later, the saint became emperor and the country was named the Jin Dynasty.
The saint's name is Sima Yuanzhao.
Then, Sima Yuanzhao communicated with heaven and earth and moved the gods. The gods came to the world and shared the world with the dynasty.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is Sima Yuanzhao’s masterpiece.
This is the history of the rise of Sima Yuanzhao, the founding emperor of the Jin Dynasty, and the storyteller at the delicious restaurant tells it every day.
The common people love to listen to it, and Li Junyuan himself especially loves to listen to it. He has listened to it countless times and never gets tired of it.
Li Jun tapped the stone tablet gently.
"Gouda, look at this stone tablet. It clearly records Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, but there is no mention of the Han Dynasty in historical records."
"There are also no records of Chen Yu's era and the imperial concubine's era."
Li Jun later realized that she remembered the regrets of Chen Yu and the imperial concubine.
"Why is there no record of the history that clearly exists? Why does the current dynasty hide its past history?"
“What does real history look like?”
Li Jun feels that there are more and more mysteries in this world, but it is a pity that he is only a small person now and cannot contact the high-level people in this world.
What kind of people are those high-ranking gods and the high-ranking officials and dignitaries who sit in the imperial capital?
Li Jun thought for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason.
However, he soon felt relieved, and from now on he would continue to kill ghosts and monsters, gain regret, and one day the truth would slowly emerge.
Li Jun touched the stone tablet for a long time.
Diao Deyang was patient and stood quietly beside him. He thought that Li Jun was eager to learn and couldn't walk after seeing the words.
Paper is precious, and poor people cannot afford to read. Some poor people who particularly want to change their background have a special obsession with writing.
Diao Deyang felt that Li Jun might be this kind of person.
"Okay, let's go!" Li Jun finally stood up and never looked at the stone tablet again.
Diao Deyang nodded, and the two of them and the dog walked towards the village. At this time, smoke was curling up from the cooking pots, and the aroma of food was wafting from the kitchen.
…
"Chunni, it's me, I'm Diao Deyang!!! Yangzi is back to see you, are you all okay?"
Diao Deyang was suddenly stunned. He looked excitedly at the little village girl in front of him. She had a big face, a flat nose, a thick mouth, sparse yellow braids, and her face was covered with acne.
"Is this Diao Deyang's beautiful dream lover? Well, it turns out that young people's memories are filtered, especially those of puppy love." Li Jun thought.
The little village girl was holding a basket of tender grass in her hand, which should be food for sheep or pigs.
"You, who are you?"
The little village girl Wang Chunni opened her bright eyes and looked at Diao Deyang. After thinking for a long time, she didn't remember who the man in front of her was. Who was Diao Deyang?
I don’t know why, but no outsiders have come to this village for a long time.
Wang Chunni, a small village girl, smiled.
"Is this guest from outside? It's a rare visitor. I'll go and inform the head of the store. The guest will wait here."
Diao Deyang was stunned and hurriedly explained.
"No, Chunni, I'm Diao Deyang! You...how did you forget about me? We had an easy time before."
Tears welled up in Diao Deyang's eyes. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to grab Wang Chunni's hand and tell her how much he has been obsessed with her over the years.
That ignorant love in youth!
Wang Chunni shook her head, looking nervous, and stepped back, even the basket fell to the ground, and the young grass in the basket was scattered all over the ground.
"Guests, please wait while I inform the manager." Before she finished speaking, Wang Chunni ran away.
When Diao Deyang was about to chase him, Li Jun suddenly grabbed him and said, "Don't chase him."
"Brother Diao, let me ask you, how long have you been away from here? Was Wang Chunni so young at that time?"
"ah?"
"I've been away from here for more than ten years, but Chunni hasn't grown up at all..." Diao Deyang's face turned pale.
He no longer dared to say the next words, with a look of horror and sadness in his eyes.
Suddenly.
Diao Deyang took out his silver longevity lock and stuck it tightly to his face, with tears streaming down his face. His tears wet the longevity lock.
"Brother Li Jun, let's go home quickly while it's still dark. Why do I always feel like something is wrong in the village? I feel so panicked."
Li Jun rolled his eyes at him.
It would be strange if you were in the right place.
"Mom, dad, grandma, eldest brother, second sister, younger brothers and sisters... I'm back."
Diao Deyang quickly arrived at a house with blue bricks and knocked on the door, his expression extremely excited.
Squeak~
When the door opened, a strange smell came, and Li Jun frowned slightly.
The person who opened the door was an old woman with a bun on her head, an ancient silver hairpin, and loose coarse clothes.
"Deyang, you are back."
A smile appeared on the old woman's face. When Diao Deyang saw this smile, he burst into tears and his thousands of words turned into one word.
"mother!"
"Son, come in quickly. You haven't been back for several years. Your father, your grandmother, and I live in a very cold place."
"My son is back to see you now."
Diao Deyang took Li Jun and Gou Da into the house. The house was very clean and tidy, which showed that the housewife was a diligent woman.
"Where's dad?"
"Your father hasn't come back from the field yet."
"Where's grandma?"
"Your grandmother is sick and lives alone in the attic. Yoko, please don't visit her. She has tuberculosis and the disease will be passed on to you."
Tuberculosis is actually tuberculosis.
In ancient times, it was equivalent to a terminal illness. It could not be cured and could become contagious. Therefore, ancient people who contracted tuberculosis generally lived alone and fended for themselves.
Family members are only responsible for delivering meals, and must not touch them, and all items used must be burned.
Diao Deyang sighed, feeling depressed. He was very happy to be able to return to his hometown, but now...hey.
"Where are the eldest brother, second sister, and many younger brothers and sisters?" Diao Deyang looked around. The room was deserted and there was no one at all.
"Aren't they back from work yet?"
"Silly boy." The old woman suddenly smiled and said with a kind face, "You have always been the only one in our family!"