Huang Long, Zhang Bao's only personal disciple. Since the age of eighteen, he has traveled all over the world with his master Zhang Bao, spreading teachings, and it has been four full years now, and he has been studying the Taiping Sutra with Zhang Bao all day long, and if the pig can speak, then the pig will definitely be able to recite the few thousands of words of the scriptures.

But Huang Long just couldn't remember, so now he was drowsy when he saw the scriptures. On the contrary, with the ravages of his uncle Zhang Liang, this martial art is rising.

At the beginning, Huang Long was beaten down by Zhang Liang in a few moves, and now he can fight with Zhang Liang, although he was still beaten down by Zhang Liang in the end, but every time he is good at martial arts, even Zhang Liang secretly praised, if it weren't for Huang Long being Zhang Bao's only personal disciple, Zhang Liang wanted to bring Huang Long over.

In fact, Zhang Liang's martial arts in history are very high, and the Romance of the Three Kingdoms describes the fierce general Guan Hai can fight against Guan Yu, but Zhang Liang can beat Guan Hai down in a few clicks.

Of course, a big reason why Guan Hai can fight Guan Yu is because Guan Yu has just debuted, and it is estimated that his martial arts have not reached the peak. Anyway, in such a comparison, Zhang Liang's martial arts are indeed not low, of course, compared with Guan Yu, who has just debuted, it must be worse, not to mention Guan Yu in his heyday.

Huang Long dragged his tired body, which had just been beaten, and brought a bowl of medicine to the master. "Master, get up and drink the medicine."

Zhang Bao, who woke up, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "My body is really bad, I was thinking about life just now, and I fell asleep unconsciously." ”

Huang Long brought the medicine to Zhang Bao, his tired body and the dark circles on one eye made Zhang Bao wonder: "Huang Long, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh? Back to the master, the disciple had just fought with his uncle and was beaten by his uncle. ...... hiss" said as he touched the dark circles on his eyes, and inhaled in pain.

"Why is the third brother so reckless? You put away the bowl, and by the way, call your uncle, and I'll tell him about it. Zhang Bao looked at Huang Long and was really miserable, and Zhang Bao, who had finished drinking the medicine, commanded Huang Long.

Huang Long, who put the bowl on the table, said hesitantly: "Thank you master for your concern, in fact...... In fact...... The disciple likes to be beaten by his uncle. ”

"Oh, I'll go, this apprentice won't have that hobby, right?" Zhang Bao looked at Huang Long's eyes a little weird, and thought to himself, "I can really stay away from this guy in the future." ”

Looking at Zhang Bao's strange eyes, although Huang Long didn't know what his master was thinking, most likely he misunderstood what he meant.

"The disciple likes to be beaten by his uncle because he can improve his martial arts every time he fights with his uncle."

"I see." Zhang Bao sighed. It's not like that.

Next, Zhang Bao chatted with the apprentice for a while, then shirked a little tired and drove the apprentice out.

Now Zhang Bao is sure that the time is really six years, and the uprising is only one year away. But from Huang Long's mouth, he didn't hear the slightest news of an uprising, which made Zhang Bao feel strange.

Thinking about it later, it's right, how could Zhang Jiao say it in advance for such a big thing as the uprising, this is a deal to destroy the Nine Clans.

Although I learned that there were many Yellow Turban believers, these were all ordinary peasants, and some of them had never even held a knife, let alone killed people on the battlefield. With the enthusiasm of these people, perhaps they could catch the Eastern Han Dynasty off guard at the beginning, and when those bureaucrats reflected it, they could only wait to be exterminated.

Could it be that God asked me to travel to the Yellow Turban's second leader to save the Yellow Turban and change history? Don't make a fuss, I'm just a third-rate college graduate, okay? Although I have a family and work, I just want to live a stable life.

Zhang Bao, as a member of the crossing army, was secretly distressed.

When Zhang Jiao, who knew that Zhang Bao was suffering from soul loss, he was even more worried that his gray hair had added a lot.

"Big brother, what now? The second brother is responsible for the specific matters of the uprising, the eldest brother is in the middle of the command, and the third brother is responsible for charging into battle, but the second brother is like this, what should I do? Zhang Liang walked anxiously around the house.

"Third brother speak carefully." Zhang Jiao glared at Zhang Liang angrily, walked over and closed the doors and windows. "It's such a big person, why is it still hairy? How can you just say such a big thing? ”

Zhang Liang sneered and said, "Aren't I in a hurry......

Zhang Jiao ignored Zhang Liang and was also worried in his heart. The second brother is responsible for all the specific matters in the church, and now the second brother is like this, alas. I don't know if there is any way to heal the second brother, if it can be recovered, it's fine, if it's difficult to recover, then isn't it. 、、

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao couldn't sit still. "Third brother, you are here to sit. I went into the mountains to find the master and asked the master if he could heal the second brother. ”

"No, big brother can't go. The place where the master is located is a steep mountain, and when he first came down the mountain, didn't the master say that he was no longer in that mountain. ”

Zhang Jiao said with a bitter face: "I know what you said, but you also know the current situation of the second brother." Anyway, as the eldest brother, I must find a way to heal the second brother, and even if there is the slightest possibility, I will go up the mountain to find the master. ”

"Big brother...... "Yes, no matter what, they are always brothers." Zhang Liang, whose eyes were slightly red, said, "Big brother, I'll go." ”

Zhang Jiao shook his head and said, "If you don't understand medical skills, even if you go to find a master." You don't understand the method that the master said. I have to go. ”

"Big brother, you can't go anyway. All our beliefs now are yours, and if you are a little long, our Taiping Dao will collapse. I'll find a few disciples who know how to heal. Saying that, Zhang Liang couldn't disagree, so he got up and left.

"Third brother, third brother."

Looking at Zhang Liang, who didn't pay attention to him at all, Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly. secretly said in his heart: When can the third brother's reckless temperament be changed? After thinking about it, I don't know if I can find the master. Is there a way for the master to do so? The lawless Zhang Jiao sighed secretly.

Time is selfless, and it will neither slow down or accelerate because of anyone. It's just moving forward at a constant speed step by step.

A month has passed in a blink of an eye, maybe God let Zhang Bao cross over and give him a benefit. During the period of recuperation, Zhang Bao recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. After a month, except for not exercising too vigorously, the rest is no different from ordinary people. It was really surprising to provoke Zhang Jiao.

Of course, Zhang Bao's soul loss is also slowly recovering. Of course, it was not the result of Zhang Liang going up the mountain to find a teacher that day.

In fact, Zhang Liang didn't see his master when he went up the mountain that day, but he found a note in the cave where his master was original, and it happened that the note was left for Zhang Jiao, so Zhang Liang brought it back.

As for how Zhang Bao recovered his memory, it was because he always fell asleep unconsciously during the month-long recuperation, and during his sleep, he always felt that some memories that were not his own came to his mind. Zhang Bao knew that this should be the memory of the genuine Zhang Bao. So this month is recuperating from illness, and it is also absorbing memories.

Some people say, doesn't it be said in the novel that the fusion of other people's memories after crossing over is all a pain in the brain? Come on, that's a fuss.

Think about when you were in school, many years after graduating from college, do you remember what high math was? Even if it can be recalled, it is vague, let alone the forced fusion of other people's memories?

What do you think you're doing, it's over when it hurts? What's the trouble......

Of course, the fusion memories are not all fused, but some more important things are slowly fused. But for now, it's enough, as long as you know the important things, then even if some life habits are different, you can prevaricate the past.

Zhang Bao, who got out of bed and walked out of the door, took a hard breath of the air of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was really refreshing, in the world full of haze in the previous life, if you dare to take such a big breath, I dare to guarantee that those fine particles can make you choke and cough.

Zhang Bao, who was almost well injured, lay in bed for a month and was very stuffy. Finally able to get out of bed, Zhang Bao said goodbye to Zhang Jiao, and prepared to go for a walk around the neighborhood. Zhang Jiao was afraid that Zhang Bao was in good health, so he asked Huang Long to follow and wait, and at the same time asked him to come back early.

Huang Long followed his master Zhang Bao aimlessly on the road. What he saw and heard surprised Zhang Bao, this is the end of the Han Dynasty? The people were struggling to make a living in the late Eastern Han Dynasty? But it's hard to be confident in front of you, right?

This acre of fertile land is staggered horizontally and vertically. The crops in the field bear pleasant fruits, and the peasants are busy in the fields. Although sweat is raining, everyone is full of happiness.

Not far away, in the farmhouse, smoke curled from the cooking. The women gathered in twos and threes, shaking back and forth with dustpans, as if they were peeling the grain.

An old man was sitting on the edge of a field resting, and a few children were catching fish by the stream with a basket. The clear water of the river flows slowly, and even the reflection of the child is so clear.

Hey, I'll go, this is almost Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring. This is not at all in line with the impression?

"Huanglong, the world of our Han is so peaceful?"

Huang Long couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard Zhang Bao's words, and then he probably felt a little rude, so he quickly covered his mouth. secretly glanced at Zhang Bao with his eyes, and saw that there was no unhappy look on Zhang Bao's face, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Long was afraid that Zhang Bao would blame himself for being rude, so he hurriedly said, "Master, we have no hunger, no disease, and no oppression here. But come out of our realm......" Huang Long couldn't bear to say.

"Hunger and cold, all kinds of taxes are overwhelming, coupled with natural disasters, the two cities have no harvest, and the people are prone to cannibalism."

Zhang Bao was dumbfounded, this gap is too big? This is heaven, and hell is outside.

"By the way, you say it's so pitiful, doesn't the court ask?"

"The Imperial Court?" Huang Long said disdainfully: "The officials and masters of the imperial court are all thinking about how to make money, how to get more benefits from us, how can they care about the life and death of our small people." ”

From Huang Long's tone, Zhang Bao felt that he heard his disdain for the imperial court, and the Eastern Han Dynasty, which had lost the hearts of the people, was really old.

I don't know to what extent the people's hearts have been lost, but historical records seem to have lifted the party ban during the Yellow Turban Uprising, saying that it was to increase the people's hearts. What is a party ban? Can that thing increase people's morale? Zhang Bao, who was preoccupied, had no interest in playing, and walked back with his apprentice