A familiar feeling came, and I may have entered a dream again.

It's just that this time it's not on the altar, and what I see isn't the me.

I don't know who I possessed, but I knew that it was a closed room.

On the opposite side of this body, a man sat in the middle of the coffin, revealing endless majesty, and slowly spoke.

"Shuda, I can provide you with infinite power, as long as you grant me a request."

This body looked respectful and lowered its head, as if it did not dare to offend the person in front of it.

"My lord, please allow me to think again."

The man on the other side got up, left a sentence and walked away slowly.

"This is your opportunity, my weak water can make you the master of the world, think about it."

I was stunned, the man on the other side was actually from weak water, so who is my current body?

Before I could figure it out, everything in front of me suddenly disappeared.

When the image reappeared, the owner of the body was on his way to an official residence.

There were about seventy or eighty people in front of me, and they sang harmony with each other and pushed each other on.

And this body did not stop, through the noisy crowd, to the corner of the official residence.

In this corner, there were seven other people.

They didn't look as excited as the others, their expressions were indifferent, as if they were waiting for me.

"Shuda, why is it so late today?"

I didn't know how to answer, and as I was hesitating, I heard the body make its own voice.

"I drank a few drinks today, and I missed the hour, don't blame Huwen."

I was relieved.

After all, I have had a few strange dream experiences, and with a little guessing, I have a rough idea of what is going on.

I should just look at what happened to him from the perspective of this body, and since it is all things that have already happened, naturally I don't need to open my mouth, and I can't change it.

I just watched a movie, calmed down, and watched it carefully.

Under the turn of his mind, I saw that this body got along very well with these seven people, dancing and writing, and had a few scribes' style.

Shuda, Huwen, for some reason, it feels so familiar to me.

Before I could figure out where I had seen these two names, everything changed again.

It was dark, and when I saw the light again, I realized that I was already in a palace.

There were only two people in my sight, and one of them was the man known as Huwen.

The man who was called Huwen looked respectful and bowed his head to report to me.

"Shuda, I have already written to Xiahou Xiang, Xiao Baorong's leader in the army, with Yanlong, asking him to force Xiao Baorong to give you the throne."

"At the same time, I have instructed your brother to spread the folk song 'Walking in the water, for the Son of Heaven', and use people's superstitious concepts to create public opinion for you to be the emperor."

Hearing this, it dawned on me that I finally knew the identities of these people.

It turned out that the people in front of him were Fan Yun and Shen Yue among the Eight Friends of Jingling.

Shen Yue, the word Xiuwen; Fan Yun, the word Yanlong.

And the owner of my body is Emperor Wu of Liang, Xiao Yan!

Reminiscent of the first picture just now, could it be that behind Xiao Yan's ascension to the throne was the help of people in weak water?

I continued to look like a spectator, looking at everything that happened that year from the clearest point of view.

After Xiao Baorong's edict was delivered, Xiao Yan pretended to be humble again.

Fan Yun led 117 ministers to write to the ministers again, asking Xiao Yan to ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible.

Tai Shi Ling also stated astronomical talismans to prove that it was in line with the will of heaven for him to call the emperor.

Xiao Yan pretended to reluctantly accept everyone's request, officially sacrificed to heaven and earth in the southern suburbs of the capital, and ascended the altar to accept hundreds of officials to kneel and worship and congratulate, and established the Liang Dynasty.

It was dark again.

I gradually realized that these seemed to be several important episodes in Xiao Yan's life, but I didn't know what the point was for me to watch them.

In his sight again, it should be in a garden, Xiao Yan and another person are playing against each other on the chessboard.

Xiao Yan was wearing a white gauze hat, a large-sleeved shirt, and a Ruyi in his hand, and it seemed that he had already ascended to the ninety-five.

Across from him was another man.

This person wore a lacquered sarong crown on his head and was dressed in a white robe, looking weak.

If my guess is correct, this should be the legendary White Horse Army God, Chen Qingzhi.

The expressions of the two were serious, and at the end of the game, Xiao Yan spoke.

"Ziyun, Yuanhao, the king of Beihai, has surrendered, and he asked the Liang Dynasty to send troops to help him become emperor."

"I thought about it and decided to take Yuan Hao as the king of Wei, and use you as a fake festival and a brave general, and lead the troops to escort Yuan Hao back to the north."

The person opposite was indeed Chen Qingzhi.

He hung his head and spoke succinctly.

"Obey."

Xiao Yan waved his hand and motioned for Chen Qingzhi to leave first.

"Go ahead, I'll be alone."

Chen Qingzhi nodded yes and left the garden.

As Chen Qingzhi left, the man who claimed to be from the weak water in the first picture suddenly appeared and sat in the position he had just taken.

His attitude towards Xiao Yan did not have a trace of respect, but carried the coercion of the superior to the subordinate.

"Scheduled?"

Xiao Yan, like Chen Qingzhi just now, had a respectful attitude and was concise and to the point.

"Back to my lord, it's already arranged."

The man nodded in satisfaction, didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

……

Accustomed to it, his eyes are dark.

It's just that when I regained my sight, I found that I was out of Xiao Yan's body.

I am now sitting on a white horse, dressed in a white robe, and behind me are hundreds of faithful followers.

My perspective actually shifted from Xiao Yan's body to Chen Qingzhi's body.

It is clear that this is on his way to the battle of the Northern Expedition.

I watched him lead his army to attack, capture three cities in one day, and force Qiu Daqian to surrender.

He also watched his subordinates build a fortress on the water, capture Kaocheng, annihilate 20,000, capture Yuan Huiye, and rent 7,800 cars.

The killing is decisive and the art of war is skillful, and he is not at all the scholar of that day.

Why is that?

This night, the third watch on the first day of the month.

Chen Qing secretly walked out of the camp alone, and a man suddenly appeared in front of him, but he did not show any panic.

The night was hazy, and I couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but his voice sounded unusually familiar to me, and he slowly opened his mouth and asked Chen Qingzhi.

"Ziyun, how's it going?"

Chen Qingzhi's voice appeared with a rare ease.

"It's okay for now, what methods of transferring troops and dispatching troops you asked me to memorize seem to be somewhat useful."

This man is actually the one who taught Chen Qingzhi the art of war!

The mysterious man smiled heartily, and his words were full of conceit and pride.

"No wonder Weak Water intends to assist Xiao Yan to become emperor, it turned out to be an attempt to use Xiao Yan to force you on this Northern Expedition, although you don't know the purpose yet, but you should be more careful in everything."

Chen Qingzhi also smiled, he clenched his hands into fists, and his expression was serious.

"If the weak water thief's heart does not die, Ziyun will definitely be full of liver and brain, and he will not let the thief get what he wants."

The mysterious man walked over, patted Chen Qingzhi on the shoulder and looked at him, and then turned to leave.

Halfway through, he turned his head as if he wanted to say something.

Before he could speak, I was dumbfounded.

In the moonlight, I finally saw the face that had been hidden in the darkness.

That face is exactly what I look like!