[A little cuter than a pig] Life has been wonderful recently, because no one dares to say "Brother Shu is dead."
They were all: "Brother Shu, you are this (thumb)!"
But the only worry is that the "Tree Brother" who seems to be recognized by more people is Lin Xingyu.
During the meeting, Yuzai was still balancing the situation. He didn't want the intensity to escalate, but the altar touched him greatly.
Are you also involved in the fate lines of shrimp and crab?
"I will send my subordinate civilization to help you stabilize the situation. Please send me a copy of the plane coordinates."
Seeing that the argument seemed to be getting out of hand, Yuzai put the final word to it.
"Yes!" Regardless of whether they are on the magic side or the technology side, everyone here is a vulnerable group. Yuzai's meeting was actually just a talk.
After completing the task and stabilizing the energy fluctuations for a moment, the crow priest returned to the small world.
At this moment, Lin Xingyu stared at the emperor who had turned into flying snow and withered, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and a dull pain.
This history book was told intermittently for three days. Some parts were vague, and some were deeply memorable.
Everything came to an abrupt end when they reached Dtree, but that seemed to be the beginning of what happened in front of them.
On the other side, the shrimp tribe also recognized it. The scene seemed to be related to their own civilization.
The words that Crow Priest said to him echoed in Tuanzuo's mind: "Do you want to know the history of your own race?"
Now, four shrimp dumplings and eight shrimp clan backbones have fallen, but these words still echo in Tuanzuo's mind like a nightmare.
The history books of the years.
It seems to come from a long time ago.
But, will Crab really let the history books, especially the blueprints of the history books before he tampered with them, be lost?
After the undersea tunnel, another copy appeared, directly below Sky City and in the mountain rift valley northwest of the affiliated city-state.
This attracted the attention of many observers. Of course, what attracted the most attention now was the spear in Lin Xingyu's hand.
The Tree clan, the spear passed down to this day...?
Lin Xingyu was at a loss. He froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.
Yuzai returned to the tavern, Lemon Puppy was smoking a cigarette, and Seal was playing folk songs. They bought the private room and made it unique.
They plan to die in the game world and pay homage to their lives.
They talked about mysterious topics such as death, love, and technology, as well as easy-to-read words such as history, culture, and politics.
Yuzai came back and the three of them started watching the show again.
History is at your feet.
The present is the future of the past, and the past of the future. Together they are history.
The history books of the years have been tampered with so much that they need to be over-interpreted to be true or false.
Every step Lin Xingyu takes, he steps on the context of history, and the projection shows a different past.
In the Seven Kingdoms, the digestion time after the snake swallows the elephant is very long. During this period of pain, the grassroots management of civilization is in chaos, and the history in front of us is magnificent.
Lin Xingyu is in the mountains and fields, and he seems to have fallen into a trap.
"newcomer?"
Next to Lin Xingyu, the prisoner with a torture device bumped him with his shoulder and smiled, "So thin? How did you get caught?"
"? Damn it! Hit me Brother Shu! Have you ever seen a forty-meter-long gun?"
"Brother Shu, hold on! Brothers are coming soon!"
"Laxative, in another world, working hard to build the Great Wall."
"The most wanted criminals in the Seven Kingdoms, old and young, are nobles and are at large."
"You're laughing so hard, you're assassinating the emperor. I can't believe this information is true."
"Colleagues? Is this the end of the dynasty? Are the rebels including food and housing?"
Lin Xingyu looked at the barrage without reacting.
"Why are you stunned? Aren't you tired of being shackles? Hurry and smash it!"
The strong man pulled hard with both hands and freed Lin Xingyu from the Gatling Bodhisattva costume.
"Brother, where are we going?"
"Of course I'm hiding in the mountains!"
In the southwest, this was not the original sphere of influence of the empire. There were constant rebellions, large and small, and the officials sent here to govern were either exiled officials or newly defected, and the political structure was very loose.
It is said that the army needs to go through three steps to rise up:
First, he lies down, complains, and feels weird;
Then he became war-weary, fled in the face of battle, left his place of residence, and found fellow villagers on the way to lead military exploits;
In the end, it was "Brothers who copied this guy, ask for an explanation!"
Lin Xingyu didn't know the situation yet, so he asked around along the way.
"Liu Gong is a powerful man within a hundred miles. With his protection, it will be easy for him to succeed in the future!"
The strong man is the leader of the team, named Liu Dazhuang.
Lin Xingyu held the spear and stared in confusion.
In this era, everyone generally reaches the realm of ability users as adults. Lin Xingyu has just broken through to become a messenger and has the lowest combat effectiveness.
At night, it was cold in the mountains, and Lin Xingyu couldn't sleep well. He watched the situation in other places on the public screen.
First of all, it is clear that the territory it is located in is a huge empire that has just been unified, and it is also a turning point in the historical transformation of cultural empires.
The military-industrial interest groups created by militarism were advancing vigorously under the leadership of Legalism, and heroes from all walks of life appeared under the harsh punishment and law.
Is opportunity or talent more important?
As a gong dog lying on the car, hugging the thighs can shine more dazzlingly than the damn gold!
Follow the master into the customs, and your family will be prosperous and wealthy for generations to come!
Lin Xingyu obviously caught up.
"Good brother!"
"The Grand Duke! The Grand Duke!"
Lin Xingyu smiled.
I win!
As a local leader in the county, Liu Gong's ancestors were scholars in the Kingdom of Wei, and his parents were demoted to merchants, but he still took root and laid the foundation for his birth.
As the leader of the village, Mr. Liu has a bold personality. Now that he is an official, he can be regarded as a separate party.
Lin Xingyu waved his spear in the square, practicing his blood-stained inheritance.
[History Book of Time: You can look through past history, and a little energy coin lasts for one year. 】
This is Yuzai’s new achievement.
[The achievement system is enabled, please explore by yourself! 】
I hope you can surprise me.
Yuzai was so lazy that he found a comfortable seat to watch the show.
Lin Xingyu couldn't practice cultivation in Xi Lai Civilization, so it was the best thing for him to receive instruction from Liu Dazhuang.
The camp was carved out of the mountains.
The war continued, and news came from the mountains from time to time.
With the current situation in the empire, knowledgeable people all know that troubled times are coming, and various preparations are being made.
On this day, I heard a commotion in the distance. It seemed that a wealthy family was taking refuge in the county. Lin Xingyu and Liu Dazhuang were purchasing supplies and saw the team of carriages and horses.
"Brother, which family is this?"
Lin Xingyu and Liu Dazhuang are from the same village.
Liu Dazhuang's family was poor and considered common people. Lin Xingyu had no land and was Liu Dazhuang's domestic slave.
"This is Liu Gong's territory. The dragon has to be coiled and the tiger has to lie down." Liu Dazhuang has a blood connection with Liu Gong after all, and he behaved very calmly.
Lin Xingyu nodded in understanding.
When they returned to the mountains, the county magistrate was visiting Liu Gong.
Although the county magistrate is the parent official and the local king of hell, he is not the local one. Therefore, to govern the people, he mostly relies on Liu Gong, the gangster pavilion chief.
"I came here to escape. I brought my troops with me." The county magistrate was a little cautious.
Liu Dazhuang stood guard with a pair of axes. Lin Xingyu was in the dark, pretending to hold up his chest. A large group of brothers were standing there, making everyone panic!
Being a knight on the run is the most audacious thing to do.
"What's going on outside now?"
There was a fire in the house and it was very hot.
The county magistrate and these bandits are old acquaintances, so they are not afraid of them.
"Isn't it still the same outside? I want to congratulate you, you are getting married."
"Is it because the broken settlement comes with a set of rules?" Liu Gong raised his eyes.
"Yes. Uncle and Lu Gong hit it off immediately."
Only with soldiers can you have power. The more soldiers you have, the greater your power.
The political tacit understanding between Qin and Chu was broken. For the southern nobles, this meant that the Phoenix Man had become prosperous and had to eliminate his relatives.
The nobles of the six countries have colluded for a long time to plan, and the moment is about to come to the fore. They are sailing against the current. This is an era where they can barely survive by struggling desperately.
Lin Xingyu stood like a piece of wood.
Suddenly, he saw a barrage.
"Grandma? Why can I still have soul penetration??"
"Knock, I'm exhausted and working hard to stay alive. Why did you travel through time and become the emperor?"
"?? Damn it, if the emperor is not dead, how will the next plot play out?"
Play? Tuan Zuo didn't know, nor was he clear about it, but after the soul piercing Huangmao Beaver understood, the emperor knew very well what was going on under his rule.
Power is like marriage. Dissatisfaction with desires will breed other channels of satisfaction, which is a dynamic balance.
The group was silent among the parade.
For the vast land, enfeoffment was the best means of governance. Land far away from the administrative center actually suffered from colonial treatment.
The cruel officials of the empire enjoy the power of the emperor. In this prosperous empire built of rotten wood, crises are swirling from beginning to end.
In such an era, one can only wait for female historians to sing its praises.
Only history is perfect, words are not objective, and citizens whose butts are in the future are like powerful people, looking down on all the living beings dying in the fields.
The group member coughed softly.
[Play: Emperor]
[Please choose the direction of history and make your choice. 】
As a shrimp dumpling, as a core member of the shrimp clan, and as the leader of the third-class shrimp, the group marched in silence.
There was so much he could do and so little.
At this moment, Yuzai's focus was on Gu Huai.
Flying dragons soar in the sky.
As the Dragon God, its status is second only to Jin Yuan. Compared with the protagonist templates such as Yao Qing and Zhang Shouwang, the initial NPC energy level of the castle is irreplaceable in the minds of players.
The reason why Yuzai pays attention to it is not because of the past friendship, but because of the place where it is now:
In the mountains, the winding veins present a ferocious and ferocious feeling. Viewed from a high altitude, they seem to have condensed into a symbolic imprint.
Yuzai has seen this mark before, it is on the statue worshiped by the Tree family, that is...
Yuya's own chest!
The crow priest looked at himself and did not see the sensitive mark, which made him frown.
This blueprint world didn't seem to be what it was originally, but the traces of his own existence made him even more confused.
And this place where the dragon veins are sealed is exactly where Tuanzuo is going!
