Museum of Demons

Qu Shuai, the thirty-sixth party of Taiping Road, agreed on the time of the uprising together, which was March.

It even has the meaning of approaching Luoyang.

Those people who have been abandoned and ignored are accumulating flames in their hearts, and when the time comes, the world will turn against them.

Accumulate all the strength, and overthrow the emperor and general who is high above in one go.

But no one could have guessed that Zhang Jiao saved the life himself, and the disciple Tang Zhou he accepted became a traitor. When he came out, Yuan found that the wrinkles between his brows seemed to be getting heavier.

This time Zhang Jiao no longer hesitated.

He raised his name, the sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world will be blessed.

He raised his arms and called out tens of thousands of followers, which is the ultimate description of the prestige of ancient times. In ancient times, Chen Shengwu Guang, and later dared to become king with only tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. But this time, when the Taoist raised his hand , All the states in the world are in trouble, and with a wave of arms, there are millions of followers.

The huge, unshakable city of the Han Empire was broken into pieces.

The fierce fire burned the sky.

Yellow Turban soldiers appeared everywhere, but gradually, A Yuan discovered that some of these people were not real rebels, they were just opportunistic people, and even bandits and bandits themselves, who took the opportunity to rob. He discovered that Zhang Jiao His aura became stronger and stronger, like a flame that was extremely bright.

Like the flame that illuminates this dark age, it is blazing and bright.

He knew that the hope in everyone's eyes, the flame in their eyes, was this Taoist.

But he began to feel uneasy in his heart.

Flames need fuel to burn.

Liu Niu had blood on his hands, and many of his comrades died on the road. The man with a few strands of white hair on his sideburns was silent for a long time, and said in a relaxed tone: At least they didn't starve to death without dignity. It's good. La.

He rubbed A Yuan's hair, and the boy found that there were a few more yellow scarves on Liu Niu's arms that should have been tied to other people's foreheads. When he walked, the yellow scarves accompanied him, like a shaking flame, slowly Slowly, they built more and more cities, and more and more yellow scarves on Liu Niu's arms.

When those high-ranking families found out that the lowly people actually started to shake them, they finally started to panic and began to suppress them. His Majesty the Son of Heaven mobilized the famous generals of the great man.

Lu Zhi, Huangfusong, Zhu Jun...

Until this monster, which has occupied the world for a long time, began to mobilize the elite who eat meat and rice noodles.

They were wearing armor, and their expressions were serious and solemn.

Come meet those scrawny, bony farmers.

Among them, Lu Zhi, who has a very high reputation in the court, led the elite of the big men to personally attack the core of the entire Taiping Road. The Pacific Road is not worth mentioning at all.

The coughing boy watched the seniors go out one by one, he was a little precocious for some reason.

He knew that these famous generals guessed wrong.

It is not suitable for the Yellow Turban to capture the thief first and capture the king...

Because they didn't stand up because they were bewitched by someone.

In April of this year, Sun Jian, a martial artist of the great Han Dynasty, led his army to join forces with Zhu Jun.

Immediately, he was defeated head-on by the Yellow Turban Army Bocai.

Sun Jian and Zhu Junjun had to retreat again and again. The famous Han general Huangfusong and the two joined forces to control the five schools, Sanhe knights, and more than 40,000 newly recruited elite warriors. directly besieged.

These children of aristocratic families who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and who wear armor to fight are at a loss for the first time. Whether they wear armor or not, and whether they are strong or not is very important on the battlefield, which far exceeds the advantage of numbers.

An elite warrior in armor is enough to easily kill five or ten unarmored soldiers head-on.

One of the reasons why the Han Dynasty became the Wuhu is armor and weapons.

Let alone a skinny farmer.

But they did lose.

Elite warriors were defeated by farmers who could only eat bark.

Sun Jian stood on top of the city. He still remembered those people. They looked like weeds. They didn't even need to be cut with a sword. They might fall down at any time and never get up again, but they attacked like crazy. Fighting, their eyes seemed to burn with fire—

Immediately, the Runan Yellow Turban Army defeated the prefect Zhao Qian in Shaoling.

The Guangyang Yellow Turban Army beheaded Guo Xun, the governor of Youzhou, and Liu Wei, the prefect.

There were frequent reports of good news, but because of the opponent's thinking of capturing the thief first, he had to use Jizhou to face the elite Zhang Jiao, but fell into a hard fight. At first, he was still able to contend with him, but soon, Yuan found out , Zhang Jiao, who seemed to have inexhaustible energy since he could remember, suddenly fell ill.

His aura became stronger and stronger like the sun.

His vitality became more and more sluggish, like a withered river under the sun.

The energy is not as good as the day.

Only Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were left as uncles, who were completely unable to compete with Lu Zhi.

Zhang Jiao retreated again and again.

He retreated to the place of Guangzong.

But on this day, the enemy commander, who is said to be both civil and military, that is, Lu Zhi, who was a minister and a famous general, actually led two young people into Guangzong City. After escaping, they found Zhang Jiao's house and wanted to visit the Taoist.

A Yuan was the only disciple who remained by Zhang Jiao's side, and he looked at Lu Zhi warily.

Just about to refuse, but heard a calm voice, Ah Yuan, back away.

A Yuan turned his head and saw that Zhang Jiao, who had almost been lying on the bed for several days, was standing there calmly in a Taoist robe. The young man backed away slowly, and Zhang Jiao said indifferently: I never thought that Lu Shangshu would come in. .”

Lu Zhi stared at the young Taoist in front of him, and sighed:

It's a pity about your cultivation.

Zhang Jiao, give up, why bring these people to die... I will report to the present, although you must die, but these people may not be able to fight for leniency, and now His Majesty is wise and powerful. It's always going to get better.

The young Taoist replied with a smile, with dimples on his cheeks:

I thought so too, once.

But then I realized...

The Taoist said softly:

Patience is impossible to have good results, impossible.

Patience will only get more and more oppression. Originally, I wanted to have enough food, but later, the land was annexed. Later, I couldn't even eat food. I could only eat bark. Later, plagues and severe droughts, but because your majesty wanted to build Gardens, so the tax has not been reduced at all, but has been lowered layer by layer, and even increased.

Faced with this, we can only rise up.

Lu Zhi fell silent, and sighed: ...But you will bring more people to death in vain.

They could have lived...

The good-tempered young Taoist replied:

It is because we want to live that we stand up.

Naturally, the conversation broke up badly, and finally Lu Zhi said: You know, this time, there is no doubt that we will lose. Dayu made the Nine Tripods, Qin Huang cast the Jade Seal, and the fate of the Kyushu was collected into one, so there is Guangwu Zhongxing, this is the destiny For me, the dragon veins are now stable, and I still have hundreds of years of good luck.

You can't do anything.

Besides, I'm carrying luck on my body. What about you? What do you rely on? Just rely on your own morality? How long can your morality penetrate the world?

Zhang Jiao didn't answer indifferently, and asked the young man to send the three guests out. After watching the disciples go away with his naked eyes, he was still in a dignified manner before, and with a call, the Taoist who swept the spirit of Shenzhou suddenly turned pale, and his eyes trembled. Hei, leaning against the wall, sat down slowly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his Taoist robe red.

Little by little, he walked into the house with difficulty, without letting anyone see him.

……………………

Lu Zhi was led out of the city by the young man. He saw skinny people and greeted them kindly. If it wasn't in the rebel city, he almost thought it was a disaster-stricken town. I don't know what to say, but the Yellow Turban Army is actually just a big man who can't survive.

For him, this is the truth that cannot be faced directly.

Lu Zhi sighed and said:

Little baby, why do you follow Zhang Jiao...are you not afraid to die in battle?

Yuan replied: I'm afraid, but Uncle Liu Niu said that you are not afraid of dying in battle. It's just over in one shot. It's much better than starving to death. Mother also said that you must not starve to death in this life.

Lu Zhi was silent: Starved to death?

He couldn't speak, so he changed the subject and said, Where's your mother?

The boy replied: My mother is dead... from starvation.

Lu Zhi looked around, saw those common people, noticed their vigilant and strange eyesight, and felt blocked. For the sake of the common people, he found that the enemies who slaughtered were also big men. This made him very uncomfortable. The youth asked:

Your mother is dead, why don't you keep mourning in front of her grave for three years, and instead do such things like rebellious officials and thieves? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing your mother?

Yuan asked curiously, What is the tomb?

The young man was stunned. Next to Lu Zhi was a slightly younger man with rather long arms and a heroic temperament. He said:

After your mother passed away, where was she buried...

The boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old replied: After my mother died, there was only a straw mat to cover it, and some people only had clothes, and then they were buried in the soil hole. In fact, some people died without even giving up their clothes. Bury it, and you can wear clothes, you guys are so strange, you don’t know this?”

The tough young man couldn't speak, so he frowned and said angrily:

What's your tone?

Do you know who you are talking to? The teacher is the contemporary Shangshu. He once presided over the compilation of the Luoyang stele, the context of the world!

The young man was stunned, and he said, Is it the forty-six steles in Luoyang?

Lu Zhi, who has always had a generous personality, looked a little pale, stopped the young man, bent slightly, looked at the young man and forced a smile:

Little baby, do you know the stone carving? Actually, it's not as good as what Bogui said...

Yuan raised his head and said, I know, the year the monument was completed, there was a severe drought and epidemics.

I remember that many, many people died of starvation. I wonder if the stele has been inscribed for eight years, and there are many, many words. The money spent on each word can save a hundred or a thousand people, because In fact, it is very simple for people to live, with bark, a little food, and a little water, they can live.

The young man was dressed in linen, looked at the famous Confucianist, and said softly:

Old man, are those words and principles more important than human life?

Lu Zhi's face was pale.

A Confucian awe-inspiring heart collapsed almost instantly.

He left in a daze, the long-armed young man was speechless, saw that the child's shoes didn't fit well, sighed, stretched out his arm, clamped the child under his arm, put him on a stone, and looked for him After making some grass, his fingers quickly and nimbly weaved something, while asking the child what the people wanted.

The young man thought for a while and replied, Eat enough, have a place to live, and have clothes to wear.

I won't be conscripted and die outside inexplicably.

Won't starve to death.

He paused, and added: It's better to have meat to eat.

The young man with a knight-errant temperament couldn't help laughing. It took him a while to weave a pair of beautiful straw sandals, put them on for the child, patted the dirt on the clothes, stood up, and said with a smile: Let's go, little guy, tell me, do you have any other ideas?

The young man thought for a while, looked at the smiling young knight-errant, and said cautiously:

We want to be treated like human beings.

Don't be someone who is easily left behind, we are human too.

There was a pause in the voice, and the young man mumbled, Still, are we unworthy?

The young man opened his mouth, and the heroic ranger, who was always heroic, lost his mind for a long time.

With two swords on his back, he nodded slowly, bowed and said:

Thank you... for your advice.

Yuan was stunned, and then subconsciously returned the salute, You Xia'er turned and left, chasing the teacher and senior brother to the outside world, they have cultivation bases, so they can do such things.

Lu Zhi was in a trance for the first time. In fact, he had already built barriers, dug trenches, and made ladders, ready to attack at any time, but he ordered the Han army to surround and not attack.

There are also big men in the city... big men who can't survive.

As long as Zhang Jiao is killed by backlash, there may not be no way to persuade him to surrender.

The old Confucian scholar asked his disciples, what is the wish of Taoism, and the tough man among them replied solemnly: The current matter is that the big man conquered the foreign people, which cost too much resources. If Zan is a general, he will make the foreign peoples at the border not dare to invade. I am a big man. Life at home will naturally stabilize people's livelihood.

He has already gained a great reputation in the frontier, and this time he is only here to help the teacher.

Lu Zhi nodded, looked at the young Ren Xia next to him, who couldn't study well, so he had to wear fresh clothes and angry horses, and said, Xuande, what about you?

The young man with a heroic temperament came back to his senses after a while, and replied: Probably...

In any case, you will not abandon the people under your rule, will you?

The tough young man couldn't help laughing at his junior brother.

Lu Zhi was surprised that he, a disciple who only liked to drink and fight when he was studying, and directly convinced all the knights around him, had such a view, and it was rare to nod in agreement, but this encirclement without killing eventually attracted the attention of the court. doubts.

Emperor Ling sent Xiaohuangmen Zuo Feng to come and see. Some people persuaded Lu Zhi to bribe Zuo Feng, so as not to expose the fact that he was besieged but not killed.

But Lu Zhi has the same temperament as a sword, and he doesn't like the so-called Xiaohuangmen at all.

So Zuo Feng reported back to Emperor Han and told that Guangzong could easily be captured, but General Lu Zhonglang had no intention of attacking and killing Zhang Jiao at all. Lu Zhi was directly dismissed and escorted back to the court.

When Lu Zhi left, he stared at the distant city, smiled at the end, and still refused to attack, and was taken away by a prison car. No one knew why he did not attack at this time, nor did they know that eight years later, this great Confucian When he died, why did he let his son only bury himself in a hole in the earth.

No coffin, just a single suit.

………………

Zhang Jiao watched as Lu Zhi was taken away.

He began to be unable to walk normally, more like a sick child than Ah Yuan.

Even the Nine Scepters needed Ah Yuan to hold for him.

Then, as Lu Zhi said, destiny is in the Han Dynasty, and the news frequently turned to bad news. Those generals of the Yellow Turban Army, as well as the Yellow Turban Warriors, have a strong enough will, but the art of war does not mean that they are brave and fearless. Death can be ignored.

After being besieged for one month, Huangfu Song attacked with fire at night and broke through the blockade of Bocai.

Together with the reinforcements, a young general named Cao Cao broke through the encirclement of Bocai.

After that, many Yellow Turban generals were beheaded, and Lu Zhi was replaced by Dong Zhuo, a famous general who was said to have become famous at the border. Zhang Jiao raised his will and defeated this famous border general, so Huangfusong had no choice but to continue northward to face Zhang Jiao. , is also the Jizhou Department of the Yellow Turban.

On the day Dong Zhuo retreated, two Taoists came to visit.

They looked at Zhang Jiao who could no longer get down to the ground with complex expressions, and sighed: It's my Taoist discipline, why did you stir up such a big thing, why did you want to bring about great changes in the world? Why did you enter the world, you are originally a genius of this generation The tallest man...

Zhang Jiao asked calmly: I am a true practitioner and do righteous things, is there anything wrong?

The two Taoists shook their heads.

Zhang Jiaofu asked again:

Cure and save people, is there something wrong?

The two Taoists shook their heads silently.

Zhang Jiao murmured: They want to live...is there something wrong?

The two true cultivators could no longer speak, Yuan helped Zhang Jiao up, he saluted, and said softly:

Zuo Ci, Yu Ji, I want to ask you one thing.

Please prepare me the magic weapon recorded on this thing.

Yu Ji and Zuo Ci took the object, and when they saw the sword on it as the core, and it must be a weapon with a royal aura, or a weapon stained with royal blood, their complexions changed suddenly, and they suddenly looked up. Zhang Jiao, everyone was shocked: Zhang Jiao...do you know what you are going to do?!!

Zhang Jiao replied softly: Cure illnesses, save people.

Thank you, two fellow Taoists.

Yu Ji and Zuo Ci opened their mouths this time, and began to have doubts about their choice of living in seclusion. They spent several days preparing all the things for Zhang Jiao, and then the two true cultivators bowed their hands for a long time, road:

Fellow……

That's it, don't let it go.

Zhang Jiao returned the salute with a smile: ...Let's just leave now.

In the end, A Yuan held the nine-section staff for the great virtuous teacher, while Zhang Jiao coughed violently, and pointed to slowly carve the talisman. He smiled and said, A Yuan, I told you once, the voice of Fu Nai Xin, this talisman , I haven’t shown it to others, but today you are the only successor of my method, haha.”

The boy just had a sad face.

This is quite a complicated mantra, and it even used these talismans to form something like an altar of later generations. Zhang Jiao stepped on the ground lightly, and said a word in his mouth, and the surroundings suddenly lit up, and the young A Yuan closed it subconsciously. Eyes, when he opened them, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost lost his ability to think.

A vast and majestic place.

There is no up, down, left, or right, no front and back, and it is even difficult to speak. He saw this world as if the vast universe was realized, saw the connection of the earth, mountains and rivers, and saw the huge golden dragon slowly raising its head. Cultivation is stagnant.

The young man suddenly understood the purpose of the master, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the Taoist.

The teacher said that he can see the dragon veins of the great Han...

But now, the dragon veins of the Han Dynasty are still stable, and the golden dragon transformed by Yan Han's luck has experienced four hundred years of nurturing, and it is already like a god. He raised his head and whispered:

He Fangxiao is young...

Zhang Jiao slowly raised his hand and raised the talisman.

At this time, he suddenly thought of what happened when he was young. When he was going down the mountain, the teacher suddenly stopped him and told him that he must not enter the world, otherwise, he would definitely be killed. If he can avoid this Calamity, then he must be able to become, at least comparable to Zhang Daoling's peerless true cultivator.

He gave the young Taoist a four-character inscription, which was his destiny and his curse.

A thousand years of true cultivation.

At that time, the grass was growing and the warbler was flying, and the young Taoist was still a little fat, with dimples on his cheeks when he smiled.

That is, teacher, you know, I have always cherished my life as a disciple.

It's just curing diseases and saving people, and then abducting a few, cough cough, I mean, just accept a few little Taoist priests and pass on the Taoism. , Thousands of years of true cultivation, incense for thousands of generations, a bit vulgar, but the magic power is boundless? It doesn't seem to be good...

Zhang Jiao raised his lips slightly, thinking of the boy with a headache, he finally murmured the second sentence:

A Thousand Years of True Cultivation...

It's just death.

The Taoist raised his eyes, stepped forward, and gave the last salute to the lucky dragon, exhaled and said:

Poor Dao Zhangjiao...

The talisman is instant.

Big fellow please die!!!

PS: 6,000 words are updated today~ The second one depends on the status, if you can code it, you will post it.

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Zizhi Tongjian, Volume 58, Han Dynasty Fifty: Jun and the bandit Bocai fought and lost; Song entered Baochangshe. The Runan Yellow Turban defeated the prefect Zhao Qian in Shaoling. Guangyang Yellow Turban killed Guo Xun, the governor of Youzhou, and Liu Wei, the prefect.

Book of the Later Han, Volume 64, Wu Yanshi, Lu Zhao Lie Biography, 54th: Jizhou Mu Yuan Shao asked Zhi to be a military adviser. He died in the third year of Chuping. Facing difficulties, he ordered his son to be buried frugally in a cave in the earth, instead of using a coffin, only a single silk attached to his body.