Weird fairy

Chapter 443
"History? The past? Da Qi Liang?"

Li Huowang listened in astonishment, Zhuge Yuan's words were even more shocking than being in the red. "Is this possible? It's already preordained, and it can be modified if it is said to be modified?"

"Why is this impossible? Da Qi's history books can be taken over by the false Liang. Why can't your past be changed?"

In fact, this is exactly what Li Huowang was worried about. Although Zhuge Yuan did not harm him, some things he knew may not be true.

Li Huowang was about to say something more, but then he thought again, if all this is true, wouldn't it mean that he is not popular?Is the world over there real?

"But" Li Huowang thought of this, his head suddenly paused, "If I am indeed a red star, there must be a fake
That's right, but I was obviously not a red star in the past, so is the world over there now real or fake? "

"Brother Li? Brother Li, are you okay?" Seeing Li Huowang who was stunned in place, Zhuge Yuan asked with some concern.

"It's okay, let him stay. You may not know it when you first came. This kid is always so confused." Zuo Wangdao's hallucination joked aside.

But just as he said it, Li Huowang immediately asked: "Brother Zhuge, are you serious about what you said? Can you really change a person's past?"

After all, this is too shocking.What kind of existence can actually change a person's doomed past?
Zhuge Yuan nodded, "Of course ordinary people can't do it, but think about it, the one who was by your side at that time was Dou Lao."

As Si Ming, who is in charge of the yin and yang, it seems completely logical to be able to do such bizarre things, but there is one problem that Li Huowang can't figure out. "Brother Zhuge, why did it do this?"

"It just shot and killed me, I'm not surprised, but why did it go to such lengths to fill me with a red past?"

Even if it is commanding, there is always a reason for doing something, right?Could it be that it, like Zuo Wang Dao, stuffed itself with a red past, just for fun?But it's not fun at all.

Zhuge Yuan seemed to be stumped by this question, he shook his head slightly after thinking for a while. "This Xiaosheng doesn't know, but no matter how you look at it, you can't be Hongzhong. If you are really Hongzhong, I would have discovered it the first time I saw it in the Buddha Bone Temple."

Indeed, Zhuge Yuan was able to identify those who had forgotten their way, and searched the extra memories in his mind. It seemed that he did not have such an incredible ability to pretend to be able to deceive Zhuge Yuan.

"Brother Li." Zhuge Yuan said seriously, his expression became too serious.

"Let's put aside the fact that I'm pretending to be the real thing. This red past is your top priority now. Xiaosheng doesn't think this kind of thing has any hidden dangers. Grandma Dou must have some purpose."

"No, no, since I already know that Hongzhong's past is fake, then this kind of harmless thing can be put back."

Li Huowang interrupted him, turned over and mounted his horse again, his eyes sparkling.

"In my memory in Hongzhong, I have seen cultivation techniques! Real cultivation techniques, no matter what I do in the future, I must get this thing first!"

"Oh? Is there really one in the red? Where is it?" Zhuge Yuan was also surprised.

"He hid it in a very secret place, and I'm going to get it back."

In order for others to find it, Hongzhong deliberately put it far away, and the journey covered hundreds of miles. On the street of a small town on Jiangnan Road in Daliang, Li Huowang led a horse and brought steamed buns, and walked slowly on the side of the road.

Today's weather is cold and humid, the wind is blowing, and it's still night, but there are many people on the side of the road, burning yellow paper around the white circle, and most of them are at the intersection.

Li Huowang realized at this time that it was Qingming, and he had been in this world for more than a year.

As they walked, angrily cursing gradually began to be heard in the distance.

"I'll hit you on the head, you little man. When you're angry, you'll shake your head every day;
Hit you like a villain, and wait until your whole family goes crazy, and you will be a bitch for the rest of your life;
Slap you in the eyes of a small person, and wait for you to hit the board all your life, and be beheaded every day;
Hit your little man's ears, wait for you to get rotten shit every day, wipe the shit with your fingers;
Hit you little guy, wait until you breathe like a fart, the front door is passed by.
Li Huowang looked around to hear about the reputation, and found an old woman who looked seventy or eighty years old, sitting on a small wooden stool, holding her shoehorn, and slapping the palm-sized yellow paper figurine on the ground vigorously.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, the old woman didn't raise her head in a hurry, and asked for a price while beating. "Beating a villain, two hundred Wen, don't think it's too expensive, I'm more clever than other places! If you don't believe me, go ask about it!"

Li Huowang stared at the hairy mole on her chin and said, "Is it okay to play mahjong without playing villains? One for me, one for you, plus your daughter-in-law. The three of us play."

The old woman was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked up to see Li Huowang's appearance, her mean face froze, and then immediately smiled. "Okay! Sure, let's go! Let's go!"

Under the kind invitation of the old woman, Li Huowang soon sat on the mahjong table with her and her fat daughter-in-law.

The three looked at the last empty space left, as if they were waiting for something.

"Slap" a piece of red was slapped in the middle of the table by Li Huowang. "There is still one person missing, why don't you write it out?"

"Okay!" The two mothers-in-law and daughter-in-law quickly took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and hung the big rice paper in the air, one writing on the front and the other writing on the back.

The black ink permeates the rice paper and sticks to each other, and this is the cultivation method hidden in the red.

No matter where it is left, others will naturally find it if they want to find it. In this case, Li Huowang is hidden in the most secret memory of people.

"Sit cross-legged and peaceful, calm and natural. Lips and teeth are lightly closed, and breathing is slow. Hands must be firmly held, and eyes must be level. Gather the divine light and reach the heart of heaven."

Looking at the content above, Li Huowang's hands trembled slightly. At this moment, the fluffy paper weighed a thousand catties in his eyes.He never expected that he finally got the cultivation technique he had dreamed of.

Without any hesitation, Li Huowang immediately sat cross-legged, clenched his hands, and was ready to start practicing.

"Brother Li, wait a moment. This may also be part of what Dou Lao thought of. Since it has put this cultivation method into your memory, is it just waiting for you to practice?"

These words made Li Huowang stop suddenly, and looked at the cultivation technique in his hand with a very complicated expression. "Are you saying that there are risks in practicing this thing?"

"Not necessarily, but you have to think twice, don't forget that you are not Hongzhong, you are Li Huowang, that part of the past is not yours."

(End of this chapter)