Museum of Demons

Yuan Yuan was shocked by this general.

He mistakenly thought that his identity as one of the thirty-six commanders of the Yellow Turban Army had been exposed, but he had experienced many things and was able to barely stabilize his heart, so he didn't exclaim directly, but the little Taoist priest in his teens, With pursed lips and sullen face, the graceful woman still saw the clue.

The latter just looked at him with a smile.

The idea of ​​teasing the little guy who hasn't grown up yet came into his mind.

Yuan muffled: You have identified the wrong person.

The woman laughed softly, stretched out her fingers and touched Yuan's heart, and said, I'm sure.

She asked again: How is it, do you regret it?

The young Taoist asked, What do you regret?

The woman smiled and said: There are many, for example, you can also resent, complain that God is too harsh on you, give you such a body; also hate that you will come to this era, not when the Han Dynasty was the most powerful, you can also resent Regret your past.

Her voice paused, making Yuan almost think that the graceful woman was referring to the yellow scarf experience of being displaced, and the woman slowly said: For example, it may be that you have done certain things in the past.

It's what made you live so hard in this life.

If so, isn't it worth regretting?

The sick young Taoist said frankly:

The past and present lives are nothing but illusions, but I don't believe it.

As for why this era...

He thought of the past, there was a smiling young Taoist priest, an old man who taught him how to grow wheat, he carried his Liu Niu on his shoulders and walked around, his expression softened, the young Taoist priest's eyes were clear, and his voice softly replied: God has never treated him favorably. For me, it's not half harsh.

I think, even if you tell me that I have made certain choices in the past.

Then, you won't regret it, will you?

The graceful woman looked at him in surprise, then nodded with a smile.

The young Taoist heart is warm.

He was no longer worried and afraid, nodded to the woman, and lifted the medicine basket.

Then turn around and leave downhill.

When going down the mountain, the woman behind seemed to appreciate it, but also seemed a little unconvinced, and suddenly smiled and said: You won't regret it now, but it may not be the same in the future.

Little Taoist priest, we will meet again in a few years.

At that time, I will ask you this question again.

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After Yuan Yi went down the mountain in a fit of rage, he couldn't see the mountain and the woman when he turned his head, so he breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, the other party's scrutiny would always invisibly bring him a huge pressure, as if he had seen him in the past. Same thing.

And there's likely to be some hiccups.

Yuan didn't care, and returned to his home.

For the next few years, I lived in Langya, and the woman never appeared again. Yuan did not teach the child magic, but only taught him the basic practice methods of Taiping Dao, such as body training and Qi. There is another saying called nine breaths to persuade , Yuan himself felt like a hole had been broken in his heart, and he couldn't hold his breath.

But the child seemed to be a born Taoist.

It's not just about practicing thousands of miles in one day.

Born in the Zhuge family, you must learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and various classics.

If it is someone else, just choose one to refine, and the others can only be understood in a general way.

But Zhuge Liang has shown unimaginable talents in these aspects.

The peaceful life in Langya ended when Zhuge Liang was eight years old. In that year, his father passed away, and his elder brother Zhuge Jin was fifteen years old and needed to take care of his stepmother. Zhuge Liang had to take his younger brother and two Sister, I went to Yuzhang with my uncle Zhuge Xuan.

Originally, Yuan came with distant relatives of Zhuge's family.

But the usually quiet and sensible child cried and made a lot of noise that day.

Holding Yuan in his arms, like a koala, refusing to leave.

Helpless, there was another young Taoist in the convoy from Langya to Yuzhang.

That year, Yuan was eighteen years old.

Looking sicker and sicker.

In Yuzhang, Yuan was able to teach the child closely. On the first day when he learned how to play the qin, the eleven-year-old boy was holding a qin that was bigger than himself, and sat earnestly beside the table where the Taoist made medicine. , while playing the piano, sang:

Yo Yo Luming, the apple of the wild food. I have a guest, playing the lute and sheng.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the expression on the Taoist's face was still calm.

The little boy rolled his eyes, played the piano and sang:

The kite flies in the sky, the fish leaps in the abyss; my brother is a gentleman, I am not a man.

That is to say, the kite flies in the sky, and the fish jumps in the abyss where the water is stored. If you are a gentleman, why don't you teach the next generation well? But in this sentence, the disciple gentleman, who is not big or small, is used, so that even the Taoist who has always been indifferent due to illness is frowning.

The medicine spoon in his hand tapped on the triumphant boy's head.

Eleven-year-old Zhuge Liang smiled and said:

I think you're bored here and looking outside, I'll play the piano for you.

This year, Yuan was twenty-one years old, and the child had grown into a young man, with a light in his eyes. At this age, the world belonged to them, always bright and confident, let alone someone like Zhuge Liang? He naturally has enough confidence, no matter his family background, appearance, or talent, he is beyond reproach.

This must be a big celebrity who will be hard to come by in the next few years.

Everyone thinks so.

Amidst the youthful voice and the sound of the piano, the Taoist leaning on the chair flipped the scroll lightly. There was no incense like those famous scholars, but the pure aroma of herbs and ink was more light and distant. Sometimes it almost felt like time would be so slow. Go down slowly.

The breeze and the moon, the music of the piano, this is the romance of young people.

But the times will always turn in a direction that no one can imagine.

Only one year later, in the fourth year of Chuping, Zhuge Xuan was replaced by Zhu Hao.

With Zhuge's family background, it is natural to go north and return to Langya.

But this year, something else happened.

Cao Song, the father of Cao Mengde, went to Langya to avoid disaster.

Then he went to Xuzhou and was killed by the generals under Xuzhou Mu Taoqian at that time, and this matter spread to Cao Cao's ears. The route back to Langya from Yuzhang was being cut off by Cao Cao's marching route.

Zhuge Xuan hadn't expected this at all before.

Straight into the chaos of this war, and no one thought that Cao Mengde, who had just made his debut by punishing Dong Zhuo with righteousness, would be extremely vicious this time, because Tao Qian could not leave the city, and because his father had clearly abandoned his official position, but was arrested again. Cao Mengde, who was extremely angry, finally chose to massacre the city.

Qulu, Juling, and Xiaqiu were all slaughtered.

He angrily indulged his soldiers to plunder ordinary people.

In the final history, it is recorded that hundreds of thousands of men and women were killed, no chickens and dogs were spared, Surabaya was not shed, and there were too many massacres. No one dared to support Tao Qian at this time, and no one was willing to use their family background and Life to fight against Cao Mengde at this time.

What's more, if you really want to earn Tao Qian's favor.

Wouldn't it be better to wait until Xuzhou is almost finished?

It is even possible to directly separate the regime on the spot and control Xuzhou.

The calculations in the minds of the counselors and monarchs are too far away, farther than what the young Taoist once thought blankly, whether it is far away from a wall, and Cao Mengde's army even let the corpses be thrown everywhere, regardless of the consequences. Come the outbreak of the plague.

The tragic scene that has been seen, as well as the fear of the plague, caused the people of this generation to flee in all directions, and too many rioters gave birth to rebellious troops and bandits. Zhuge Xuan made a decisive decision, seeing that there was no way to return to Langya, immediately went down to Jingzhou to avoid disaster.

They covered their belongings and mixed in with the refugees, but how fast could they go on their feet?

Finally, I encountered a bandit.

I don't even know whether this is a robber, or an army under Cao Mengde's command who looted wantonly.

Zhuge Liang was at a loss.

A peerless genius, a young man who knows everything, a child with only Qingfeng and Mingyue on his shoulders, finally faced this tragic scene, and only realized at this time that if the world is not stable, Qingfeng is full of blood, and the bright moon reflects it Yes, there are many bones on the side of the road, and girls and children who have been stripped naked.

The original world collapsed in an instant.

Some thieves saw that the temperament of Zhuge's family was not right.

Surrounded to snatch property.

Zhuge Xuan was born in Langya, and he still has the temperament of Han Confucianism, but there are women's children behind him.

He took out his belongings, but at this time, those thieves saw the two girls who deliberately touched the ashes. They were Zhuge Liang's two sisters. To use hands and feet.

Surrounded by too many soldiers, Zhuge Xuan was furious but unable to resist.

Sudden,

The person who was about to tie up the two girls and leave froze with his hands and feet.

A bamboo pole went straight through their necks.

The breath of blood is tragic and strong.

Zhuge Liang saw that the Taoist, who was silent because of his weakness, retracted the bamboo pole in his hand, and the Taoist who had a plain face pursed his lips, but for some reason, he had a tragic aura as if he had stepped out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Uncle Niu, I still remember...

Through the power of the whole god.

The Taoist whispered in his heart.

Holding the bamboo pole tightly in his hand, what happened here led to a conflict between the people and the rebel army. Yuan held the young boy next to him and ran forward while taking advantage of the chaos. The bamboo pole in his hand was like a spear, and the knuckles of his white fingers were raised , but clutching the spear tightly, pushed aside the enemies in front, and ran forward.

It happened to be raining heavily at this time.

The sound of horseshoes, roars, and the sound of blades chopping.

The sound of screams, the sound of laughter.

The raised dust almost dyed the whole world into a groggy state. Zhuge Liang staggered and walked forward, looking up at the drowsy world. He used a bamboo pole to stop him, but he was chopped into pieces, and his body couldn't hold it anymore. He spit out blood, gritted his teeth, stretched out his arms, held the boy in his arms, and used his back to block the knife.

Zhuge Liang's eyes widened, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

And at this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.

The brilliant light of the sword, like a long dragon rising from the sky, directly cut through the general of Cao Mengde's rebellious army. The latter fell on his back without any feedback. With the sound of the sword, a tall man held the long sword obliquely, Step towards the chaos.

The rain is getting heavier.

An army marched through the rain, and crushed the larger rebels.

Everyone was stunned. In front of them, they once again saw the flaming red battle robe belonging to a big man. They saw a heroic man wearing armor and holding two swords. See the mighty men with spears on their shoulders, and behind them, the army of silent and resolute men.

But more than a thousand, wind and rain, stand still like Mount Tai.

Yuan's pupils contracted.

recognized the familiar man.

But the latter failed to recognize the little Taoist priest back then, and just moved out of the way.

The people pass.

The rebel army was defeated.

Then, the man holding the double swords will step forward again, heading towards Xuzhou.

There are many heroes in the world, and all heroes rise together.

But have the courage to travel thousands of miles, willing to use thousands of soldiers and horses to stop Cao Mengde from slaughtering the former.

But one person.

Big man, Liu Xuande!

This year is the fourth year of Chuping.

Zhuge Liang was twelve years old, still a little boy with some baby fat on his face.

On the shoulders are the breeze and the bright moon, the yellow warbler and the willow leaves.

And Liu Xuande is thirty-two years old.

Already lived up to my youth.

Still like a teenager.

And Cao Mengde's aura is unmatched in the world, attacking Tao Qian, breaking Pengcheng Fuyang, taking Lu, Juling, Xiaqiu, all slaughtered. Whoever killed hundreds of thousands of men and women, left no chickens and dogs, and Surabaya did not flow, so he was the city protection of the five counties, and there was no trace of them. Liu Xuande led a thousand men and horses to help Tao Qian.

What passed before the boy's eyes were the last heroes, or lords, of this era.

They haven't been able to meet or speak during the year.

Liu Xuande didn't know who he saved.

And in this chaotic world, the galloping heroes intertwine with each other, chasing their dreams and life, and will eventually reunite in the future, briefly illuminating the gloom.

And the ending of the story, as early as the beginning, may have been doomed.

There was a din of sounds all around.

The resentful populace volunteered to join this army.

The sickly Taoist dragged the absent-minded young man.

Staggered away with that heroic general.

Ah Liang, don't look at it, let's go!

PS: Today's second update... In terms of details in history, the general direction is correct, but Liu Bei should not have been able to meet Zhuge, a little bit of a second creation. At that time, Liu Bei and Tian Kai were together, but in terms of experience, it will still be the same as before The child makes a shock.

Three Kingdoms: The First Master's Biography: At that time, the first master had more than a thousand soldiers and Youzhou Karasuma miscellaneous horsemen, and a few thousand hungry people

Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Biography of Liu Yugong, Gongsun Zan and Tao Qian: In the fourth year of Chuping, Cao Cao attacked Qian and broke Pengcheng Fuyang. Humility retreats to protect Tan, and if the attack cannot be overcome, it is returned. All of them were slaughtered in Guoba Qulu, Juling, and Xiaqiu. Whoever killed hundreds of thousands of men and women, leaving no chickens and dogs behind, did not flow to Surabaya, so he was the city protection of the five counties, and there was no trace of them.

Three Kingdoms: At that time, Cao Gong calmly called the former master and said: Today, the only heroes are the emperor and Cao Er. Primitive disciples are not enough. This sentence was not created by Romance of the Three Kingdoms.