One hundred and twenty-four years of the Qianyuan Dynasty.

Yanguo Special Mansion, Zhongyi Mountain.

A train slowly stopped outside Fuxing Pass.

Three people got out of the car.

Three middle-aged people.

When others explained the history of Zhongyi Mountain to them, they quietly crossed the crowd and stepped on the heavily guarded Zhongyi Mountain.

And soon found the mausoleum of Emperor Yan Taizu Yang Yansi.

One of them stepped into the main chamber of the mausoleum.

The other two also stepped into the main burial chamber.

Large, magnificent, and luxurious inside the main burial chamber.

Lying quietly was a purple gold coffin.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

One of them said, "Who is going to wake him up?" ”

"I'll do it!"

One person stepped forward, walked to the coffin, and laughed in a low voice: "Yang Yansi, don't wake up yet?" ”

After a while.

The purple gold coffin began to tremble.

The lid of the coffin is lifted.

Yan Taizu, who had died, crawled out of the coffin.

Inside the coffin, a layer of old skin and crane hair was left.

The heir of Yan Taizu, who was nearly one hundred and fifty years old, returned to the appearance of sixteen years old.

Yang Qi groped his arm, his face stunned, "Crossed again?" ”

Among the three people standing in front of the coffin, one of them smiled and said: "Crossing once is already a great favor, how many more times do you want to cross?" ”

Yang Qi raised his head suddenly, looked at the three middle-aged people who appeared in his mausoleum in front of him, and said vigilantly: "Tomb robbers? ”

The three shook their heads.

One of them said: "If we want to rob the tomb, it is far safer to steal our own tomb than to rob yours." ”

"Who are you?"

Yang Qi asked.

One of them looked at the other two and smiled, "Introduce me, two ......"

"First Emperor, Zheng!"

"Emperor of the New Dynasty, reckless!"

"Emperor Wen of Sui, Jian!"

Yang Qi looked at the three people in front of him with a stunned face, and said in disbelief: "You three?!" ”

"Like you, you're a traverser."

“……”

"You're still alive?"

Yang Qi couldn't believe it.

Zheng smiled indifferently: "The traverser is immortal......

Yang Qi asked a little confused, "Why is this happening?" ”

"What do you think of history?" ”

"Recorded in the history books?"

"Neither nor not!"

Jian laughed in a low voice: "The long history of mankind is like a tree. The official history is like the trunk of a tree, and we, the traversers, are the variables of history, and once history gives birth to variables, there will be forks.

History does not fall apart because of the changes made by one individual.

It will only continue to fork and fork again and again at the same time as there are variables, and then grow into a large tree with many branches. ”

Yang Qi was stunned: "Then the world that existed before me?!" ”

The three of them laughed but did not say a word.

……

I don't know how many strange things in the world are.

Someone is in the middle of the thing, someone is outside.

The people inside think they own the whole world.

People on the outside also think they own the whole world.

In fact, both the people inside and the people outside have the whole world.

The existence of books is to help people create a world.

In this world, we can be the gentry of the rich side, the emperor who sits above the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the general who fights on the battlefield, and the leader of the Fengyue team on the Fengyue field.

This is our world, a world that ends.

But I believe that the story of the world does not end there.

It's in your mind, it's in my mind, it's still going on.

……