All...... Is it all over? Perhaps, this is just the beginning......

"Ahh

A long sigh sounded, and Han Yan sat up from the bed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who am I? Where is this again? Han Yan couldn't help but ask himself from his heart.

Looking around, all the furniture is broken, the walls are all adobe, and even the roof is thatched.

"Huh? Yan'er, are you awake? ”

At this time, a middle-aged man heard Han Yan's voice and walked in from outside the house, his face still full of joy.

Han Yan looked at it fixedly, only to feel that the middle-aged man was a little emaciated, although he said that his height was more than seven feet, but if it wasn't for the middle-aged man still holding the half of the door panel just now, Han Yan would really wonder if it would be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Huh? You are ......"

Looking at the middle-aged man who walked quickly to the bed, Han Yan was a little stunned, because he really couldn't remember who this person was.

"Huh? What's wrong with you? Why don't you know your father? ”

The middle-aged man was asked by Han Yan like this, and the joy on his face suddenly didn't know where he flew, but the rest were inexplicably shocked.

"For the father? Are you my dad? ”

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, Han Yan's mind slowly showed the figure of this middle-aged man, although it was not majestic enough, but the broad back was so reassuring.

"Yes! My son! Do you remember? ”

Seeing Han Yan shouting at himself, the middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief and laughed.

"I seem to ...... Forget a lot of things...... Dad, who am I? ”

Compared with the happiness of middle-aged people, Han Yan was very confused at this time, because he couldn't remember anything at this time!

"My son! You...... Have you not passed this tribulation? This...... This ......"

Seeing Han Yan say this, the middle-aged man was also a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to do.

"Calamity? What calamity? Dad, what are you talking about? Also, who the hell am I? ”

Han Yan is getting more and more confused, this 'daddy' not only did not answer his own questions, but also increased his doubts, which is really helpless.

"Alas! Could this be the way to survive this catastrophe? ”

The middle-aged man ignored Han Yan and still said to himself.

"Daddy! I'm asking you! Who am I? ”

At this time, Han Yan was already a little impatient, he had been talking about it for so long, and he had never even said who he was, how unreliable this 'father' was to be like this!

"You...... You are my son! Han Yan! Words! Don't you remember? ”

The middle-aged man who was awakened by Han Yan's words came back to his senses and quickly replied.

"I'm Han Yan?! That...... Who is Han Yan? ”

seemed to clarify his identity, but Han Yan then raised a new question.

"......" The middle-aged man stopped talking, as if he was thinking about how to explain, or perhaps, he was thinking about whether Han Yan was really stupid, and after a long time, the middle-aged man spoke, "Don't ask more questions about family history, you will know the day you should know, now, it's not time yet!" ”

After saying this, the middle-aged man's face was full of loneliness, as if he had experienced some unacceptable pain.

"That'...... What's wrong with me? ”

Since his 'father' didn't let him ask, Han Yan didn't ask the bottom line, and directly changed the question.

"This is the second calamity, you have passed out for more than ten days, if you don't do it today, your father may really have to prepare for you!"

Seeing that Han Yan's spirit was still good, the middle-aged man was also relieved, and also made some jokes about Han Yan.

"Calamity? What calamity? ”

The middle-aged man said it once just now, and when he mentioned it again, Han Yan didn't know what to do, so he had to ask out loud.

"Alas! It seems that you have forgotten everything, when you were a child, you once met a Taoist priest, the Taoist priest said, you have three calamities in this life, you can live a life of wealth and wealth, you can't live this life and be trapped in the river, this time, is your second calamity! ”

Speaking of the past, middle-aged people couldn't help but sigh and seemed very emotional.

"Huh? Taoist? Yes! ”

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, a figure of a long-bearded Taoist priest who seemed to be smiling suddenly appeared in Han Yan's mind, and the Taoist priest in his mind seemed to be nodding at Han Yan! For a while, Han Yan couldn't help but scream.

"Huh? What's wrong, my son? ”

Seeing that Han Yan's reaction suddenly became violent, the middle-aged man was also startled, and hurriedly asked.

"No, I just feel like I've remembered something, it's just...... I don't remember exactly, but I remember that there was a long-bearded Taoist, and then I can't remember anything. ”

After thinking about it, Han Yan told him about the matter, but as for the strange things, Han Yan concealed them.

"Hey! No matter! As long as you survive this catastrophe safely, now that there is chaos outside, it is great to stay here any longer! ”

Although there were some doubts in his heart, the middle-aged man didn't say it, after all, no matter what, this is his own son, since this is the case, what do you care about so much?

"Chaos in the war? What's going on out there? ”

Hearing the middle-aged man talk about things outside, Han Yan became interested, after all, he didn't remember anything, and it was good to quickly learn about the situation outside.

"You...... Alas! Also, you've forgotten who you are! The Yellow Turban Army is raging outside, but the number of qi has already entered, and now I am afraid that some of the last remnants will come out to make trouble, and our father and son will not be able to solve it! ”

Speaking of the form outside, it is obviously not very optimistic, otherwise middle-aged people would not sigh for a long time.

However, compared to this father's thoughts, Han Yan cared more about what appeared in his mind, "Yellow Turban Army? Zhang Jiao? Great sages? ”

When these things appeared in his mind, Han Yan spoke directly, his face still full of shock.

"Shhhh What a great sage and good teacher, it's just a bandit! ”

Obviously, middle-aged people don't have a good sense of this so-called 'great sage and good teacher', and as for being optimistic, they can't say anything.

"Dad, what year is it?"

Han Yan looked at his father and asked a little cautiously.

"This year? The first year of Zhongping! It's already September, and since the pardon of those party members in March, the imperial court ordered Shangshu Lu Zhi to be the commander of the North Road, Beidi Taishou Huangfu Song to be the left middle lang, and Zhu Jun to be the right middle lang to suppress the Yellow Turbans and work together to suppress the Yellow Turban Army. ”

Although his body looks very thin, Han Yan's father's vision is not ordinary, and when it comes to things in the world, he is also the head of the way, as if he is pointing out the country.

"Huh? The first year of Zhongping? September? Yes. After talking about it in private, Han Yan immediately put these things aside, not that Han Yan didn't want to think about it, but he really couldn't think of this aspect of the matter, so he had to give up. Besides, now is not the time to dwell on this, "Dad, where are we?" ”

This question Han Yan should have asked a long time ago, but Han Yan couldn't remember things, and his thoughts were inevitably a little confused, so he asked it now.

"Uh...... This, my father doesn't know, you fell ill on the way to Luoyang, and my father can only find this ruin in the deserted mountains and wilderness for a while. ”

When it comes to this issue, the middle-aged man is obviously a little at a loss, he only cared about convenience at that time, but he didn't consider the problem of being deserted here, which is really a bit of a mistake.

"That'...... Dad, what are you doing with the door panel? ”

Since the father can't answer the question of this direction, Han Yan simply didn't ask, but since just now, his 'father' has been holding the door panel, and it's not just a road, it's really weird.

"Ahh This one! The middle-aged man was asked like this, and then he noticed that he was still holding the door panel in his hand, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment, "I heard your voice just now and knew that you were awake, so I brought the door panel in a hurry." ”

"But you've removed the door panel, how are we going to stay tonight?"

Looking at his somewhat careless father, Han Yan really couldn't do it, the door was gone, what if he really wanted a beast to come in the middle of the night?

"You're all awake, let's just hurry today, this nearest city should not be far away!"

The middle-aged man seemed very open, and he didn't bother about the door panel.

"It's so late, are we still leaving?"

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, Han Yan's words couldn't help blurting out.

"It's so late? What nonsense are you talking about, kid? It's only dawn! ”

Compared with Han Yan's shock, the middle-aged man was obviously even more surprised, as if it was not his son lying on the couch, but some kind of rare beast.

"Huh? yes, I didn't even pay attention. ”

The words that blurted out just now, but Han Yan was very embarrassed to think about it at this time, why did he say such things? It's weird.

"Okay, since you've woken up too, go and pack up for your father, and you should get up quickly! My Hangul son can't be so delicate! ”

Seeing that Han Yan didn't bring up any new topics, Han Wen also lost interest and got up directly to pack his things.

As for Han Yan, he sat on the edge of the bed, constantly thinking about the meaning of things such as 'the first year of Zhongping' and 'Great Sage and Good Teacher', and more importantly, why did he know these things, obviously he didn't even remember who he was before......