During the New Year's holidays, Ye Xipo would cook a table of side dishes and put three pairs of dishes and chopsticks, imagining that his mother was also sitting at the dining table, and the family enjoyed the time of reunion.

As my father grew older, his heart showed no signs of maturity, and he was still carefree, only immersed in his own academic research, and he didn't even seem to care about his mother's death.

However, in the past ten years, more than one person has tried to match and renew the strings for his father. Every time, my father smiled and said, "What is this for, I am a person with a wife, Ah Lian has always been by my side!" "After a long time, everyone thought he was suffering from paranoia. Otherwise, however, he did not show the slightest abnormality, and no one looked into anything else.

At this moment, Ye Xipo walked out of the classroom, full of those influential figures in the history of the Tang Dynasty.

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. If he could have been born more than a thousand years earlier and prevented the inexplicable war of the Anshi Rebellion, the national fortunes of the entire Tang Dynasty would not have turned from prosperity to decline. Next, there will be no weak Great Song Dynasty, no more wonderful Great Ming, and no more humiliating Great Qing. In modern times, China will not be reduced to fat meat gnawed by the great powers in turn. The Chinese nation, the descendants of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, should be the best, most open, and most inclusive nation in the world.

While YY was in his mind, Ye Xipo had already come to the school gate. There is a vegetable market opposite, and he has to buy some pork ribs to make dry-roasted pork ribs for this father, who will never grow up and only has Chinese history in his head.

The green light is on. Ye Xipo stepped out.

"Squeak!"

A huge brake sound came from his side, and Ye Xipo found himself suddenly flying, followed by a terrifying cracking sound from the bones of his body. What's wrong with me, did I get into a car accident?

"Stop him! This damn guy actually ran a red light! ”

"There was a student who was hit, it seems to be the Imperial Capital University of Arts and Sciences, this is the best university in the country!"

"He seems to be running out of breath, has the ambulance been called, does anyone know first aid?"

Ye Xipo's consciousness became blurred. Damn, I'm only in my early 20s, Datang, and, dry-roasted pork ribs......

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xipo felt cold all over his body, and a cold wind that drilled into his bones continued to ravage his face, and his body was almost completely frozen.

"Little beggar! Wake up! ”

A rough and arrogant voice exploded in Ye Xipo's ears like thunder, and then his body was pushed hard by a huge palm.

Ye Xipo immediately woke up. Isn't he dead, where is this?

There were black holes around, and several huge torches were held not far from Ye Xipo's face.

An extremely tall and majestic black man was staring at him condescendingly, with a full beard and a pair of bull eyes full of murderous aura.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, Lang Jun has something to ask you!"

Little beggars? Ye Xipo was a little confused, wasn't he hit by a car, how could he be called a little beggar by others. Moreover, the big man who was talking to him was wearing an ancient costume, could it be that this was the filming scene?

"Smack!" Ground thud. Ye Xipo's cheeks suddenly swelled, and his eyes flashed with stars, and he almost fainted. This is a fucking real fight, not filming!

"Liu Yidao, you do it without permission, do you still have me as the master in your eyes!"

A man in fancy clothes sat on a tall horse and said coldly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with what the big black man had done.

"The villain doesn't dare, Lang Jun atonements!"

The black man hurriedly bowed and responded, his face was red and black, and cold sweat almost flowed down. Turning around, he glared at Ye Xipo viciously and asked, "Little beggar, have you ever seen an injured middle-aged man running past the ruined temple, holding a child in his arms, about the same age as you." ”

Ye Xipo was completely stunned, he only remembered that he was hit by a car, and when he woke up, he was lying here, and then he saw this group of fierce people riding horses, carrying shining swords. He didn't know what was going on, let alone someone passing by.

"It's useless to ask more, search first!"

The man in the fancy dress immediately gave an order. Others jumped off their horses and searched the dilapidated temple of less than 20 square meters.

"Lang Jun, there are no suspicious traces in the temple!"

Obviously, this small ruined temple can't hide people. The man in fancy clothes sat on the horse, and the expression on his face was cloudy for a while.

"Lang Jun, footprints were found behind the temple!"

One of his subordinates exclaimed in surprise and delight.

"Chase!"

The man in fancy clothes gave an order, and everyone got on their horses and chased them out.

Suddenly, the man in Chinese clothes jumped off the horse, pulled out the sword in his left hand, and walked towards Ye Xipo step by step, his eyes were full of murderous aura.

Seeing the man in fancy clothes walking over murderously, Ye Xipo's hairs all over his body stood up, and he trembled with fright.

The man in the fancy dress walked closer, a pair of slender eyes carefully looked at Ye Xipo's dirty little face, and the long sword was cut off on the head!

"Mother!"

Ye Xipo held his head and shrunk into a ball, is he going to die. Before he could figure out what the situation was, he was hit by a car and flew away, and now he was hacked to death by a sword.

FOR A LONG TIME, YE XIPO DIDN'T HEAR THE SLIGHTEST MOVEMENT, HE OPENED HIS EYES TREMBLINGLY, AND A COLD AIR CONTINUED TO EMANATE FROM THE EDGE OF THE SWORD, LESS THAN 1CM AWAY FROM HIS FOREHEAD.

"What's your last name? What is it called? ”

The man in the costume asked coldly, the sword in his hand seemed to be cut down at any time, taking Ye Xipo's life.

Ye Xipo's mind was racing for a while, he must have returned to ancient times, as if he had become a little beggar. The man in the fancy costume was obviously chasing a middle-aged man and a child, and he didn't seem to have seen the child's appearance. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so obsessed with asking his name.

Do you want to tell him your name? Ye Xipo hesitated for a moment, chose the safest way, and replied: "This Langjun, I have no father or mother since I was a child, I don't know what my name is, and I don't know what my surname is. ”

The man in the fancy clothes snorted coldly, slowly raised the sword, narrowed his eyes, turned his face over, and said gloomily: "Don't pretend to be stupid, I know what your surname is." Your surname is Ye, and your name is Xipo. Right! ”

After saying this, the eyes of the man in fancy clothes stared at the little beggar in front of him without blinking, trying to find the slightest strangeness in his expression.

Ye Xipo's heart was like a thunderbolt, but he endured the horror in his heart, pretending to have a confused expression, and couldn't say a word for a long time.