At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the empire was replaced, the world changed, Li Shimin was forced to sign a humiliating alliance with the Turks before he could feel the taste of the throne, and a confused soul came to this world with fate when the empire was at its most vulnerable.

After the spring rain, five miles away from Chang'an City, next to the small broken Taoist temple in front of the green bamboo forest, Ye Lin, who was dressed in a green robe, squatted on the ground and stared blankly at his reflection in front of the puddle, and the memories in his mind were splicing and fusing little by little.

Ye Lin squatted on the ground for a long time before feeling better, now he is Ye Lin, since he can remember, he has lived with the surname Ye Laodao in the small broken Taoist temple next to the bamboo forest, although the Taoist temple is broken, it can also shelter from the wind and rain, with the vegetable field in the courtyard and the nearby villagers from time to time to offer incense, the two can barely mix food and clothing, Ye Laodao also has some means, and the nearby villagers are respectful to him.

Such days lasted until not long ago, that day, Ye Laodao suddenly fell ill, several days of heat, and his body was weak, and he hurriedly explained a few words to Ye Lin and went to the west, although Ye Lin now feels very incredible, how could Ye Laodao's medical skills die like this, Ye Lin clearly remembers that once he was bitten by a poisonous insect and was in a coma for more than half a day, Lao Dao went out and returned from a few herbs and poured himself alive.

Harm, Ye Lin got up, sighed, looked at the wooden cart carrying the remains of the old Taoist, and patted the soil on his robe, this little Taoist priest is also an unlucky ghost, the rain road is muddy and he only fell and died, this wrestling also makes this body cheaper with the same name Ye Lin, then again, in terms of luck, the little Taoist priest is about the same as himself, not long ago, Ye Lin, who was a fan of history, decided to take a look at the wordless stele of Wu Zetian's beauty, the stele was seen, very high, very big, very mighty, It's just that Ye Lin didn't understand why there was a damn lightning on a sunny day at that time, and why so many people liked themselves so much....

Ye Lin pushed up the wooden cart, and Lao Dao's body was still placed in two straw curtains, which was explained by Lao Dao when he left, everything was simple, no monument, no coffin, no grave, and no worship. Ye Lin knew that this was not in line with the rules of Taoism, but this was the character of Lao Dao, he didn't like trouble, and he did whatever he wanted.

It was noon, in the open space of the bamboo forest.

Ye Lin put Lao Dao's body into the dug soil pit, and the only thing that was put into the pit was a matching sword and a wine gourd that accompanied Ye Lao Dao all his life. Ye Lin's hand stretched out to the grass curtain, perhaps because of some obsessions in his body that had not yet dissipated, he still wanted to look at Lao Dao again, and when he raised his hand to return to the grass curtain, he retracted it, and for the face of the deceased under the grass curtain, Ye Lin, who had never seen a dead person once, was still a little afraid.

Ye Lin jumped out of the pit, knelt down and kowtowed heavily to the relics of Lao Dao, and then picked up the shovel and began to fill the soil, the moment the soil fell on the grass curtain, Ye Lin's hand holding the shovel froze, and he couldn't control it, Ye Lin jumped into the pit again and gently tore open the corner of the grass curtain and quickly raised his hand to re-cover the grass curtain, and the gray and familiar face fell into Ye Lin's eyes, Ye Lao Dao was really dead.

Ye Lin began to fill in the soil, Ye Lin from modern times knew that this emotion was sadness, and soon the soil pit was filled, he was no longer the Ye Lin, and Ye Laodao was not his master, so why should he be sad. Does Ye Laodao have anything to do with you? Ye Lin thought like this and came to the wooden cart, and kicked the wooden cart without thinking, and the wooden cart overturned the wheels and made a wail, which shattered in response. The pain in his feet made Ye Lin gasp, scolded Fak, and limped to pick up the shovel and leave the bamboo forest.

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After returning to the Taoist temple with a deflated foot, Ye Lin sat down on the couch in the inner room with difficulty and applied some swollen herbs to the injured foot that had already been swollen, Ye Lin has followed the old Taoist for many years, and Ye Lao Dao has not learned half a point in the martial arts carefully taught, but he has learned seven or eight percent of medical skills, which is not deliberately taught by Ye Lao Dao, it can only be said that Ye Lin is indeed talented in medical skills.

I took the bronze mirror at hand, although this mirror was not as clear as the mirror in my previous life, but through the light of the window, Ye Lin saw the unfamiliar face in the mirror again. Sixteen or seventeen's face, white and beautiful, with the Taoist robe on his body, there is even an ethereal smell of dust, Ye Lin touched his nose, at least this time God was gentle with him on his face. Ye Lin put down the bronze mirror and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar single Taoist temple. Lao Dao said: This is Qingyun Temple, the Great Sui Dynasty was there, and later suffered a military disaster, and now he is the master here, if it is not surprising, Ye Lin is the next master. The fact is also as Ye Laodao said, when Lao Dao left, he personally handed over the gossip dust that symbolized the identity of the master to Ye Lin, and it became Ye Lin's responsibility to let Qingyunguan incense continue.

Ye Lin held his chin and began to be in a daze again, until now Ye Linye couldn't believe that he was really soul-piercing, but if he came, he was safe, Ye Lin, who was an orphan in his previous life, didn't have much concern about his previous life, and even Ye Lin, who was already a fan of history, wanted to take a look at the real history.

'Wait for history, now in the ninth year of Wude, Li Er only signed a shameful covenant with the Turks not long ago, and in Ye Lin's memory, the Tang Dynasty should soon reach the point of prosperity under Li Er's hard work. Then several times the Turks were subdued by soldiers. However, now Li Er should be busy stabilizing his throne, and the Turks have been honest when they get the benefits, so it shouldn't be a big deal, and it just so happens that he can also see how awesome Li Er's Zhenguan rule is in history."

At night, Ye Lin curled up in the quilt, and after being dusted by Ye Laodao's gossip, he is now the master of Qingyun Temple, as the master of one view, Ye Lin is responsible for the incense offering of Qingyun Temple for a lifetime, and it is obviously not Ye Lin's ideal to keep this broken Qingyun Temple for a lifetime, but Ye Laodao's words cannot but be listened to, and the incense of Qingyun Temple must be maintained, hey! Ye Lin's gaze fell into the oil lamp not far away, the firelight was faintly swaying, at this time, Qin Dada's tomb had not been discovered yet! How interesting it would be if I could open the tomb of the first emperor of the ages with my own hands, Ye Lin thought about it like this, and it became more and more difficult to sleep, not only Qin Dada, Shu Han, Cao Wei, all the mediocre, not mediocre, as long as you want to see it, you can see it at first sight, maybe when future generations inspect the Terracotta Army, there are still peach pits left over from my Ye Lin in the figurine pit!

No, no, how can the Tang Dynasty who came to Zhenguan have to be cool, being an official under Li is definitely hard work, you can't be a corrupt official, not to mention that you have to be careful of your head at all times. It is possible to be rich in business, but at this time, the status of merchants is too low. The Taoist temple is not bad, for the time being, first deceive the incense money of the ancients, collect a few apprentices and grandchildren to honor themselves, and then carry forward the Qingyun Temple, complete the last wish of the old Tao, and finally throw away the dust, it is not to go wherever you want, it is best to marry a few gentle, beautiful Tang Dynasty beauties, and then the beautiful wife and concubine are beautiful and degenerate to live a lifetime. That's right, that's the life you want! Ye Lin thought about it, sleepiness hit, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Under the night, in the green bamboo forest not far away, the figure of the purple cloth shuttled like a ghost, and another muffled snort sounded in the dark, and the illusory purple-clothed figure cut the throat of the last pursuer, and at the same time she herself was close to exhaustion, it is not possible to go on like this, she can't fall here, otherwise tomorrow Li Shimin's pursuers will be unable to escape and die. The stinging pain of several wounds on her body also reminded her that she couldn't run far, as long as she fainted, the pursuers would definitely find traces tomorrow, these people were well-trained and mighty guards, and they would definitely find such obvious blood stains.

Holding the sword, the purple-clothed figure bit the tip of his tongue to support his spirit, and walked towards the bamboo forest little by little, I don't know how long he walked, by the night, a small Taoist temple appeared in front of her, she couldn't walk, the two days of chasing and escaping made her exhausted, if it weren't for the blood feud in her heart that made her hold on to it now, she would have died a long time ago.

"Help!" The purple-clothed figure shouted weakly, no one answered, the purple figure went to push the door, and the door was easily pushed open, no one? Presumably the Taoist who lives here doesn't know where to go, thinking of this, the purple-clothed figure looked at the incense tripod on the side by the moonlight, and sure enough, the incense was thin and dusty, and the purple-clothed figure immediately strengthened his thoughts, closed the door, leaned against the wall and briefly treated the wounds on his body, she was too tired and needed to rest, and in the blur she found the location of the bed, when a person who had been in danger for several days and was almost exhausted saw the bed after the danger was temporary, it was like a traveler in the desert who had been thirsty for several days saw an oasis, She walked over and fell on the bed almost instinctively, and her consciousness quickly fell asleep, and Ye Lin, who was the master of the view, didn't know anything about what happened in the view.