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Chapter 2 Is he normal in this world?
In the 18th year of Emperor Hongzhi of the Ming Dynasty, Li's family in Langqi Island, Changle County, Fuzhou Prefecture, countless images and information flashed, strange faces, awkward words, from being born to growing up, everything roared in more than ten years.

For a while, Li Huan had a sense of time and space changing. He was an ordinary orphan on Earth and Stars. He was adopted by a local master since he was a child. He taught him reading, writing, astronomy and geography, and even the knowledge of tomb robbery. The old man said yes. The craftsmanship handed down by the ancestors must not be broken by him.

Going to school, graduating, and working, Li Huan is just like countless ordinary people running around for his life. However, one day, the dying old man said that he had taught Li Huan everything he had learned, and he just needed to find a big tomb to try his skills. I'm out of school.

Li Huan couldn't laugh or cry about this. Stealing someone's tomb is illegal, but the old man couldn't help but agree. Li Huan did not disappoint the old man. Before he could make a move, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, thunder and lightning intersected, and a bright and abrupt lightning bolt fell.

"I'm time-traveling!"

Thinking of being chopped into flying ash by the thunder of the sky, Li Huan couldn't help sighing, breaking the law and committing a crime would be struck by lightning!
Laughing at himself, Li Huan calmed down, and suddenly found that his consciousness seemed to be in a mysterious space. Li Huan guessed that if nothing unexpected happened, this should be the sea of ​​consciousness.

There are bits and pieces of information all around that are merging into his body, and Li Huan clearly feels that the fused information is the memory of the body he occupies.

Accompanied by the integration of the information from his predecessor, Li Huan felt quite a warm feeling. He only felt that his spirit seemed to be growing a little bit. The satisfaction that came from the soul was really intoxicating.

I don't know how long it has passed, Li Huan only felt refreshed, and a mysterious wave swept over him, as if he was pushed hard by a strong force, the next moment Li Huan only had time to catch a glimpse, and saw a The mighty, endless and endless spiritual light straddles the sky above his sea of ​​consciousness, even if it is just a glimpse, Li Huan feels endless mystery emerging from his heart, and he has the feeling of being integrated into it.

"Cough cough..."

Li Huan only felt heat flowing through his throat, he was short of breath and then choked, and his whole body coughed violently.

"The young master is awake, the young master is awake!"

A crisp and pleasant yet quite familiar voice suddenly rang in my ears.

"This is forsythia!"

Understanding dawned in Li Huan's heart, and he slowly opened his eyes, and saw a young girl in plain clothes, holding a white porcelain bowl with painted flowers in her hand, staring at him with a pair of watery eyes full of surprise. .

Looking at the girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, Li Huan felt a sense of familiarity and strangeness in his heart. The familiarity was because he had integrated everything from his previous life, and he was very familiar with the maid beside him, but the unfamiliarity was because he was not the original. Body Li Huan, even if the memory is fused, it is still a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, there was a rush of voices accompanied by footsteps.

"Huan'er, my son..."

Looking at the haggard woman who hugged him, his heart throbbed, and a feeling of blood connection spontaneously arose, almost subconsciously, Li Huan opened his mouth and said: "Mother!"

This call was like an instinct, which made Li Huan, who was a little uncomfortable at first, suddenly feel that the feeling of being in another world is rapidly fading away.

In front of the dim mourning hall, Li Huan, who was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, was kneeling in front of a coffin, burning incense candles. This was the second day after Li Huan woke up.

Calculating the time, Li Huan's previous body was seriously injured and died, and it had been three days since Li Huan who had just crossed over occupied his body, and it took almost two days to integrate everything from the previous body until Li Huan woke up.

Under normal circumstances, his wounds did not have a month or two of recuperation, and he might not even be able to get out of bed. However, the second day after waking up, the wounds on his body stopped bleeding and scabbed at an extraordinary speed, so strange Even if Li Huan was unresponsive, he realized that his body might have undergone inexplicable changes because of his arrival.

Kneeling there, Li Huan withdrew his eyes from the coffin, and subconsciously looked at the night sky outside the hall. With the help of the faint light, he could clearly see the lines on the lush leaves in the courtyard several feet away, and listened attentively. You can even hear the slight footsteps of night patrol soldiers outside the courtyard.

Subconsciously clenching his fist, Li Huan only felt that his whole body was filled with a majestic force, and with a punch, he was afraid that the coffin in front of him would be shattered.

This, this body is really different!
Just as Li Huan's thoughts were wandering, a voice suddenly rang in Li Huan's ear: "Brother Huan, your injury is still unhealed, and you knelt for a long time, why don't you go back and rest..."

Hearing the deep voice full of concern, Li Huan raised his head and said to Chen Yidao: "Uncle Yidao, my nephew is fine, guarding the spirit of my father, this is the duty of a son, compared to my father dying to save me... ..."

Speaking of this, Li Huan couldn't help his eyes moisten, and the scene of a man who could have escaped but was shot and killed by random arrows in order to save him, kept him behind him for life.

Chen Yidao glanced at Li Huan in relief and didn't know what he thought of, suddenly his eyes flashed with a fierce light and said: "Brother Huan, don't worry, when the third child gets your resume, we will take him Exterminate his Lianjiangfang clan to comfort your father's spirit in heaven."

A surge of hatred, Li Huan, who inherited everything from his predecessor, has quickly integrated into his current identity. Not to mention the influence of the memory of his predecessor, if he wants to gain a foothold in this world, then the revenge of killing his father is inevitable. report.

As the saying goes, the hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable, not to mention the present, but the previous life, that is also a natural consensus.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Li Huan nodded heavily at Chen Yidao and said, "Uncle Yidao, I will avenge this revenge with my own hands!"

Looking at Li Huan, who seemed to have undergone great changes, Chen Yidao couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Okay, okay, brother, have you seen it, brother Huan has grown up..."

Chen Yidao, who was repeatedly admiring, was obviously very satisfied with Li Huan's attitude. He clapped his big hand on the coffin and heard a slap.

Realizing this, Chen Yidao's big hand patting on the coffin couldn't help but froze. Under Li Huan's gaze, he retracted his big fan-like hand in embarrassment, scratched his head and said to Li Xian's tablet: "I'm excited for a moment. , Brother, don’t blame it, don’t blame it..."

Seeing Chen Yidao carefully apologizing to Li Xian's tablet, Li Huan's heart felt a little rippling. In the memory of the original body, the Great Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Yuanmeng Tartars and restored the Central Plains. Emperor Zhu Di, Renzong Zhu Gaochi, Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, Daizong Zhu Qiyu, Xianzong Zhu Jianshen, Xiaozong Zhu Youtang nine emperors, it can be said that everything is as recorded in the history books.

However, who will tell him what happened to Chen Yidao's terrifying power to shatter stones in this seemingly normal historical time and space under the Ming Dynasty.

Li Huan stared at the piece of cracked stone under the coffin, as if that piece of stone contained a great secret.

Noticing Li Huan's gaze, Chen Yidao twitched the corners of his mouth, grinned and said: "Brother Huan, it's not that uncle is talking too much. In the past, elder brother doted on you a lot. It's fine if you don't want to practice martial arts, but after this, You should also understand that in this world, the poems, books and articles you read on weekdays cannot stop those hidden swords and guns."

Li Huan was speechless, bowed his head in thought, information about Chen Yidao appeared in Li Huan's mind, his predecessor Li Huan was obsessed with reading and immersing himself in sage articles, somewhat looked down on these men who fought in the army.

But even so, in Li Huan's memory, when facing Chen Yidao, he was very respectful and did not dare to belittle.

On the one hand, it was because of his father Li Xian's strict order, and on the other hand, it was because Chen Yidao was a really capable person.

In my mind, some pictures that seemed to have been silent for a long time appeared. In the memory of my predecessor, Chen Yidao resisted dozens of soldiers with swords and stabs without hurting a single bit. A few feet, it is simply inhuman.

Looking up at Chen Yidao's slightly ferocious face, the picture of Chen Yidao's sword and gun with his identity intact became clearer in his mind. Looking at the finger-thick stone that was shattered across the coffin, Li Huan had a kind of Speechless to ask the sky.

Is this special meow the force value that should be in the time and space of the Ming Dynasty in history?

While Li Huan was in a daze, Chen Yidao noticed Li Huan's expression and couldn't help opening his mouth, hesitant to speak, but finally sighed slightly.

As if he heard Chen Yidao's sigh, Li Huan looked up at Chen Yidao and said, "Uncle Yidao, my nephew heard your father praise you for being brave and invincible. I wonder what kind of kung fu you have acquired?"

Looking at Li Huan in surprise, Chen Yidao couldn't help showing a little joy on his face. Li Huan has been obsessed with the so-called sage's learning since he was a child, and now he is actively asking him what kind of kung fu he is practicing, and how has his attitude changed? Chen Yidao was not surprised.

Subconsciously glanced at Li Xian's tablet, Chen Yidao silently prayed in his heart: "Brother Li, you have a spirit in heaven, and bless boy Huan to find his way back as soon as possible, and don't want to learn from those poor and talkative people..."

Thinking so in his heart, Chen Yidao didn't let go of this rare opportunity and said, "What I practice is the way of killing the army. I only practiced a Hunyuan iron cloth shirt. After 20 years of hard work, now I finally have made."

When talking about his success in cultivation, Chen Yidao had a somewhat smug expression on his face. It could be seen that Chen Yidao was very proud of his own strength.

"Hunyuan iron cloth shirt, it sounds like a bad street..."

Although Li Huan's muttering was very low, Chen Yidao could hear it clearly, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched and he stared at Li Huan and said, "You know what, this technique is passed down from a family of generals. It’s also a one-on-one practice method.”

Li Huan's eyes lit up and said: "But this name is really vulgar, like the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt, it seems that there are a lot of them."

Chen Yidao almost fainted from anger when he heard Li Huan say this. In vain, this kid was born in a military family. Knowing that, it is no wonder that some people have made their minds on Li Xian. It is certain that after Li Xian, there will be no one left in the Langqi Li family!
(End of this chapter)