Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 333 The history book is gentle and unwilling, writing too harshly
"Cause and effect? ​​Erhahahahaha." Dan laughed loudly, not knowing whether he was laughing at Zhao Wujiang's weakness, or at Zhao Wujiang's nagging at the moment, or trying to stabilize his trembling mind at the moment.

He suddenly stretched out a hand towards Zhao Wujiang, wanting to pinch Zhao Wujiang to death, but his hand directly penetrated Zhao Wujiang's body, he was confused for a moment, not knowing whether he did not exist or Zhao Wujiang did not exist, why was it so?
But when Zhao Wujiang calmly waved his arms down again, he felt that he seemed to be missing something, which was hard to say, even unspeakable.

"What kind of power is this?" He suddenly fell silent, thinking about a way to solve the current weirdness.

Zhao Wujiang raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent to everything, including himself.

In his eyes, around himself and Dan's body, countless causal lines of different colors spread, and he said lightly:

"The power of cause and effect."

Then he swung his hand again, cutting off one of Dan's causal lines, and at the same time, Zhao Wujiang's own causal line was also annihilated.

With regret, reluctance, and determination in his voice, he sighed:
"It's just a pity that I haven't fully realized this power yet."

"impossible."

"impossible."

Dan roared angrily, how could an ant who was still a mortal possess such power.

His and Zhao Wujiang's bodies are getting weaker and fainter.

"It would be great if I realized it." Zhao Wujiang sighed, he looked to the far north, and the invisible blade of karma in his hand kept slashing.

When Dan failed to resist his first karma, the ending was already doomed.

As a sorcerer, all the secrets he spied into were failures.

But there are also unexplorable secrets, unpredictable people and things, such as himself.

Wu Meiniang's figure appeared in his eyes, Wang Yanning's and Wang Xi's figure appeared, and Xiao Miaomiao's figure appeared in his eyes. Countless figures flashed in his eyes, like a revolving lantern before death.

He heaved a long sigh:
"Give me some more time, if I fully understand cause and effect, now I won't exchange my cause for your cause, and my fruit for your fruit.

Or, the incense is at its peak, and I step into the realm of a real god, and this game will naturally be broken.

But time does not wait for me, there is nothing, it will always appear just right, it turns out that I, Zhao Wujiang, is not a protagonist, but a passer-by in the journey of time, just a name with a little thicker ink in the history books. "

Dan kept rushing towards Zhao Wujiang in horror, and the irresistible force in Zhao Wujiang's hands was cutting him off one by one, making him uneasy, and making him want to kill Zhao Wujiang immediately regardless of the cost.

But he passed through Zhao Wujiang's body time and time again, and he also tried to leave this place, but the surrounding gravel and dust were like a grand array of robbery sent down by the gods. Every time he left Zhao Wujiang's body, his body would change Strangely back to the original place.

"Have you seen the movie?" Zhao Wujiang asked Dan abruptly, and then he laughed:
"Have you read novels or anime?"

Dan didn't know what Zhao Wujiang was talking about, Zhao Wujiang's handsome face in his eyes made him more frightened, and he kept backing away.

"Do you know why I time travel?" Zhao Wujiang walked towards Dan who looked like a frightened bird step by step, and his face was full of fear, he said to himself:

"I've thought about this question for a long time, from the last years of Yonghui to Xianqing, from spring to autumn, when all things flourish and wither, until I saw countless failures, I finally figured it out.

I appeared just to kill you!
Cut off you who don't belong to this period of time, and me!

Ha ha ha ha"

Zhao Wujiang covered his face and laughed for a long time, gradually laughing until his stomach hurts, and he slowly knelt down to cover his abdomen, laughing until his throat let out a "哬哬" whimpering sound, and laughing until tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Dan's hands had disappeared, and he was powerless to stop him, screaming bitterly and unwillingly, but the screams were drowned out by Zhao Wujiang's laughter over and over again.

"It's a mistake of all people in history that they never learn anything from history.

As for me, I claim to have read ancient history thoroughly, and I have read a lot of historical annals, such as "Historical Records", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and "Supplementary Records" where the official and unofficial histories of various dynasties and dynasties are piled up, eh, Dan, you know, I've read them all.

But when I crossed over, I fell into a deep confusion. I thought I would really be the protagonist in novels, movies, TV series, and anime. I am invincible!

No, no one will be the protagonist, they are all insignificant things under the torrent of history!
No one can ride the wind and waves, no one can ride the waves and sing loudly, but they will all be engulfed by the torrent and sink into the abyss!
Turning over a page of the annals of history, on this small page are the lives of countless people! "

Zhao Wujiang's voice became smaller and smaller, he slowly stood up straight, his feet on the ground, his head above the sky, Dan crawled under his feet, and kept yelling madman.

The causal lines of different colors around him and Dan are constantly annihilated, and their figures are getting thinner and thinner, and they are about to disappear in the world.

Dan lost all fighting spirit, he gradually stopped, looked at Zhao Wujiang, he had already understood Zhao Wujiang's meaning, Zhao Wujiang wanted to use the power of cause and effect to forcibly erase the traces of the two people in the world, and disappear in this period of time.

Zhao Wujiang slowly raised his arm, and he pulled out a Tang Hengdao from his waist, like a condescending general, pointing at the defeated prisoner kneeling on the ground begging for his life:
"As a person who broke into this piece of ancient history, I am a prophet who is familiar with history, but I clumsily use the fruits of others to show my own light. It seems that I haven't really done anything for this world.

In the end, I will pay homage to you, Zhao Wujiang, for my noble and despicable life. "

He raised Datang's horizontal knife and slashed down fiercely, cutting off the last remaining causal line between him and Dan. He let out a long laugh, as if passing through the long river of time:

"For the sake of all generations, open peace!"

Cut it down with a single knife, and take away the last brilliance.

Dan raised his head with difficulty, and chanted in a low voice. This chanting came from ancient times, from the years of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and from the last period of mythology in Kyushu.

"In the name of the gods, I curse you to be weak and to perish!"

Then he disappeared in place, and also disappeared in the years, as if he had never existed.

Zhao Wujiang also collapsed on the ground, his body was as transparent as a cicada's wings, and the short life of the cicada was like his short life in Tang Dynasty, from Yonghui to Xianqing.

He stared blankly at the north and closed his eyes.

Chang'an, the imperial city, Qifeng Palace.

Wu Meiniang's belly bulged slightly, she took out a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and pushed it to Qing'er with a smile:

"Try it, freshly picked sweet-scented osmanthus."

Qing'er tasted one with joy, and frowned slightly: "It's not sweet."

Wu Meiniang smiled, and she gently touched her belly: "Wujiang doesn't like sweets, wait for him."

"He..." Wu Meiniang murmured, her mind was confused for a moment, as if someone who was heavier than her life had disappeared, but she couldn't remember it at all, and she didn't have the slightest impression, but the empty cut in her heart turned into an invisible long knife stabbing her body, She leaned down slowly, clutching her chest, and tears fell unconsciously.

"Qing'er." Wu Meiniang groaned in pain, Qing'er didn't answer, she looked up with difficulty, Qing'er stayed where she was, with a dazed expression, her face dull and sad, tears streaming down her cheeks.

(End of this chapter)