The Sword Returns to Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin was not surprised that when he came back, he could see Hou Hou curled up next to his brother.

After he couldn't find his elder brother, he recalled that Ning Daoqi picked up his elder brother in Hangzhou and took people to the West Lake to search around. In the end, it was Houhou who led him the way, so he understood.

It so happened that he had many things to ask.

Li Shimin closed the door behind his back, and when he walked towards his elder brother, a hoarse voice sounded in the room.

"The medicine in the world is useless to him."

Li Shimin didn't answer immediately, but sat down beside the bed with the medicine he had just cooked, intending to help him up.

A slender white hand clamped him lightly.

"I said, the medicine in your world is useless to him, don't you understand?"

The curled up woman in the white dress slowly raised her head, her eyes faded from the seductive look they had in the past when they faced them, black and white were distinct.

"why."

Li Shimin stared at Houhou steadfastly, her eyes were reddish and her face was pale, which is really not a good description.

At this moment, the woman who had made them secretly jealous but could not understand slowly shifted her gaze to the sleeping young man.

"He's not injured." Hou Hou didn't answer Li Shimin's question directly, but just said to himself.

She had checked on her brother's situation after entering the door, and she didn't suffer any injuries, but her consciousness fell into a place she couldn't reach, that's why she hasn't woken up yet.

At that time, the disturbed breath of the other party she sensed was caused by a momentary emotional instability and rage.

"Wu Wan," Li Shimin said, "maybe we need to talk."

"My name is not Wan Wan!"

The woman in the white skirt looked around blankly, then lowered her head and spoke in a very low voice.

"My name wasn't Wan Wan before."

The room was silent, Li Shimin did not speak, and waited patiently.

After being quiet for a long time, Wan Wan reached out to touch the sleeping young man's hand that was properly placed in the brocade quilt. It felt warm and cool to the touch, but it made her tremble all over.

"When I knew him, he was called Nie Xiaolou."

Li Shimin frowned, as if he had noticed something, and listened quietly.

"At that time, he told us that his name was 'Zhaoming', which was a name chosen for him by his master."

"The chaos is full of dangers. Our strength is just a hindrance to him and his companions. Just because we reminded him of his junior sister, he persuaded his companions and led us to open the way."

"The fifty-stringed harp rises from the chaos, and the pearl spreads across the sky. It took a long time for the heaven and the earth to open. The spear and the sword cross the sun and the moon."

"Thousands of sword shadows clear the way for him, and Jiuzhong Yunxiao depicts his half-body elegance."

"It was a grand occasion that you can't imagine."

As Hou Hou said so, the shadow of the sky witch in Zixiao Palace in the past could be faintly seen in the proud eyebrows.

Li Shimin was stunned in place.

Based on the investigations of those years and the recent news, both he and Li Xuanba thought that his brother had only stayed in another world for a while, and that the martial arts in that world might be stronger than this world, and they even guessed that there was an orthodox Xuan A world where doors exist.

But now after listening to Hou Hou revealing a little bit, I just realized that the elder brother's experience is far more turbulent than he thought.

Li Shimin clenched his hands into fists and let out a long breath.

"Then why, big brother became like that?"

long silence.

"It's just a mistake." Wan Hou didn't want to explain in detail, and as far as she was concerned, she didn't really want to recall the tragic last period.

Back then, she and Xuan Shi had the chance to reincarnate and rebuild because they were well protected from the beginning and never set foot on the main battlefield.

He didn't face the patriarch Daoist, nor did he face the vast avenue head-on.

The sky is torn apart, the Milky Way flows backwards, the sea of ​​blood rises to the sky, the pearls are covered in dust, the strings of the zither are broken... none of this has anything to do with them.

Their last memory is when everything was about to end, the ice and snow above their heads collapsed from the abyss of extremes.

For Houhou, it is the beginning of a thousand years of displacement in the world.

"When brother wakes up, don't ask him... No, you ask him."

Wan Wan suddenly thought of something, and a certain possibility magnified in her mind, "If you ask him anything, he will answer."

"Li Shimin, Li Shimin..." Hou Hou got up suddenly, stumbled over and grabbed Li Shimin's lapel, "You have nothing to do with the past, you ask him, maybe he can figure it out when he answers you, isn't that His fault!"

She was breathing quickly. She was afraid that if she mentioned the past, she would irritate Li Jiancheng, but she never thought that maybe it was her evasive attitude that made Li Jiancheng mistakenly think that she also blamed him in her heart!

Back then, Li Jiancheng was sent out of the prehistoric world in a hurry by Prince Changqin with thirteen seals. He didn't know what happened after that, so it must be, he must have thought that their deaths were also caused by him.

After waking up, he treated her gently, and the smile on his lips never disappeared, because he was afraid that he would see resentment towards him in his eyes.

If this is the case, if this is the case, what is her cautiousness these days to her brother?

Hou Hou slowly let go of the hand that was holding Li Shimin's sleeve, and slowly slid down, heartbroken.

how can i...how can i do this...brother...sorry...

Houhou's broken voice echoed in Li Shimin's ears, Li Shimin was a little bit at a loss by Houhou's reaction, and asked her with a frown: "What?"

Hou Hou said just now that he had nothing to do with his brother's past that was mixed with blood and fire.

It is because there is no connection, he, Li Xiuning and the others find Houhou particularly obtrusive.

Because she clearly participated in all the memories of the years when her eldest brother disappeared.

"Big brother!"

The young man on the bed seemed to have dreamed of something extremely frightening. When he came, his slightly rosy complexion quickly turned pale after being nourished with spiritual power, and his whole body was trembling.

"elder brother!"

Li Jiancheng was very familiar with Li Jiancheng's appearance at this time.

It was the appearance she had seen when she stayed by his side countless times after reuniting with her brother, falling into a boundless nightmare.

At that time, Wanhou tried all means, but couldn't find out where Li Jiancheng's consciousness had sunk. He could only watch him struggle to wake up until dawn. When she was there, she subconsciously showed a comforting smile.

Even at that time, his own demeanor was obviously panicked.

Hou Hou's erratic eyes turned around Li Shimin, and then shifted to Li Jiancheng, whose complexion was getting paler and paler.

"Li Shimin, Li Shimin, save him, you can, you are different..."

"what should I do?"

Li Shimin held his brother's hand. At this moment, he couldn't care less about thinking about the meaning of what Hou Hou said.

"Hold him tightly," Wan Hou quickly tidied up his embarrassing self, and said in a deep voice, "I'll send you into his dream, to find him."

"After you find it, follow your intuition, whichever direction you want, and take him away!"

The snow-colored spiritual light lit up one after another, and the room was as bright as day, and the two young men with similar eyebrows leaned close together, just like back then.

When Li Shimin was conscious, he was standing on the street of a bustling ancient city.

This seems to be an ancient city in the south of the Yangtze River.

Smoked willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, peach blossoms all over the city, and high-rise orchestras are melodious.

Pedestrians come and go like weaving, and their clothes are not like what he has seen in his life.

If I had to say it...the children of the rivers and lakes who can be clearly distinguished from ordinary people, their spirit and dress, all reminded him of the elder brother who met again by the West Lake.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin walked slowly across the streets of the ancient city and walked to a pier.

No one in the city seemed to be able to see him, and he was happy to find people. He also learned from the conversations of the people on the way that this was Yangzhou City.

I just don't know which era Yangzhou City was.

There were intermittent noisy voices from behind, and everyone was very energetic.

Maybe it was the noise between playmates again, Li Shimin thought so.

Then when he was about to leave, he heard an extremely familiar voice.

"I'm talking about the little monk," said the young man with a very clear voice, as if he was arguing with someone about something.

"I'm just chasing a thief, okay? I stepped on the roof of the temple to arrest him in order to prevent him from running away. Why are you whispering in my ear for a long time?"

"Amituofo, I just hope that Master Li will remember this lesson and don't do it again next time."

"Hey—you little monk, why can't you understand? It's not like I didn't compensate you after the event, and—what lesson?!"

The young man's voice was very lively, but it was full of dissatisfaction.

Li Shimin turned around impatiently.

The young man who spoke was only twelve or thirteen years old, with black hair and high tufts, and childish eyebrows and eyes, but he could already see the appearance of Wushuang in the future.

Bright yellow was originally an extremely noble color, but there was nothing wrong with wearing it on the young man's body. Even the light and heavy swords on his back were inlaid with precious jade, and there was nothing tacky about it.

At this age, with this face, it really seems like a lifetime away.

Isn't that what Li Jiancheng looked like before he disappeared?

"Big brother!"

Thinking of Houhou's words, Li Shimin rushed forward excitedly, but walked straight through the young man.

Yes, he can't touch people here.

Li Shimin frowned, remembering that he had passed through the crowd without hindrance before, what should we do?

He followed behind the young man, watching the young man jump up and down around the stubborn little monk, his eyes widening to ask the young monk to speak clearly.

It turns out that elder brother is so lively in front of his friends.

Li Shimin looked at his elder brother in boyhood with a strange gaze, and said with emotion out of time.

Then he saw a picture that ruined his impression even more.

The young Li Jiancheng was clamoring to ask the little monk some lessons when a plain hand reached out and slapped him on the head hard.

"You and he - they all stepped on it and fell off, and the epee smashed through the roof of the house. What kind of lesson do you have the nerve to ask?!"

The crisp female voice made the young Li Jiancheng shudder, and subconsciously ran back when someone grabbed him by the collar and met a pair of phoenix eyes full of anger.

"The most hateful thing is that you threw me over there to clean up the mess and ran away by yourself, Li Zhaoming, go to hell!"

The girl in the pink skirt had a cold and pretty face, and drew down her two swords across her head and face.

The young Li Jiancheng hastily dodged to the side, and the momentum of his sword almost touched the young monk beside him.

"Miss Xiu," the little monk backed away again and again, "Miss Xiu, it has nothing to do with this little monk, please don't pick the wrong person."

"I'll go, little monk, you are too unkind——"

After the young Li Jiancheng retreated, he was very used to dodging the sword moves of the girl in the pink skirt with ease.

"Stop complaining about me here, as if I didn't blame you!"

"Li Zhaoming!"

"Wu Xingyun!"

Seeing this play as if he was playing louder than anyone else, Li Shimin felt, well, he didn't know what expression he was going to use to his elder brother after he went out.

"You took him out of a nightmare once,"

Hou Hou stretched out her hand, and Ling Ling obediently surrounded her body, and then turned into a cloud of glow, covering the room.

"—can also take him out of the second time."

The author has something to say:

Harm, starting from Jiantang, let the younger brother Jun also go to the past of Big Brother Kangkang.

Can I say that starting from chapter V, it has deviated from the outline and played freely?cover face.jpg

感谢在2019-11-1716：46：41～2019-11-1800：08：23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Yunqi 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：风丝绸缎14瓶；红10瓶；默～5瓶；幻暝月2瓶；桃之夭夭、暮色将晓、因她而生，为她而死、夜半雨声迟、流玲1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!