It came suddenly, and it went in a hurry, and the two sides only agreed on when and where they would meet in a few days, and Wang Yun left in a hurry with someone.

"Strange ......"

It wasn't until Wang Yun had been away for a long time that the rouge fragrance left by the sable cicada in the air had almost dispersed, and Zhou Ping realized what was going on.

I was a little hot-headed just now, and I agreed to come down after being provoked by Wang Yun, but there were too many doubts in retrospect, and the more Zhou Ping thought about it, the more strange he felt.

It is not strange for Wang Yun to know that he knows how to do magic, he practiced medicine in Chang'an, and he did not deliberately hide it, but what made Zhou Ping strange was that why did Wang Yun dare to hand over the matter of Diao Chan to himself, wasn't he afraid that he would make a mistake when the time came? -- Just practicing medicine for the poor, but you can't see the depth of the cultivator's cultivation.

Secondly, from beginning to end, Wang Yun didn't ask his name at all, he just called himself "Mr.", what Wang Yun wanted to do with Diao Chan Zhou Ping knew, but for such a big matter, he asked an unidentified person like himself to help, and his heart was a little too big.

If you are not smart enough, you will definitely not be able to design a serial plan, and if you are not cautious enough, it will definitely not be possible to hide under Dong Zhuo's nose until now, Wang Yun, who has both of them, dares to find him, and there is only one possibility left-

He knew himself.

Could it be that Wang Yun of this world has also become a so-called military advisor and strategist?!

As soon as this idea came out of Zhou Ping's heart, he was instantly cut off: Wang Yunxuan could not become a military advisor, if he was a military advisor, he would either be completely submissive to Dong Zhuo, or be killed by Dong Zhuo; Moreover, even if Wang Yun became a military advisor, he would not be able to reach the realm of being able to calculate his origins - according to the information he had obtained in the past, except for Sima Yi, who was born to know, there were only three others in this world, his master and uncle.

Wait, Sima Yi!

The idea of a meteor was decisively grasped by Zhou Ping, and in Zhou Ping's mind, Sima Yi's harmless face with a sad smile subconsciously appeared.

In this world, the one who knows his deepest background, except for his masters and uncles, is the only one left with this child!

……

Situ House.

Since the relocation of the capital to Chang'an, the court, which was already struggling to operate under the pressure of Dong Zhuowei, has become more gloomy, and even the undercurrent that often swells has gradually crept back into people's hearts; Situ Mansion, which is full of guests on weekdays, is completely silent at this time.

In the huge Situ Mansion, the miscellaneous servants in the mansion had already rested, and only a few candles were swaying quietly in the night wind. In the past, at least there should have been patrolling guards, but today, those guards have also been withdrawn elsewhere.

In the side hall without lighting, there are two figures, one tall and one short, one long and one rickets, standing quietly, and through the moonlight, you can see that the short rickets are already full of green silk, and the tall one, the whole person seems to be under a faint curtain.

Naturally, it is impossible for Situ Mansion to not be able to hold the lamp, but some people can't be under the lamp.

"Thank you for your advice, today I really found the master that Mr. talked about in that alley!"

Naturally, it was Wang Situ who was full of green hair, and he lowered his voice to the other person, but he still couldn't suppress the excitement between his words.

"And just as the gentleman expected, the master was a little reluctant at first, but I followed the gentleman's instructions and used words to provoke me a little, and the master was really willing to help us......"

"Not us."

A voice sounded as if it had been deliberately deepened.

"It's you who makes the plan, and it's you who makes the plan, you have your plans, and I have my plans, but we just happen to have some intersections."

Hearing this, Wang Yun's mouth opened, but he could only forcibly cover the embarrassment with a smile.

……

Three days later.

North of Chang'an City.

Wang Situ's carriage walked on the galloping road, this road was built in the Qin period, and now more than 400 years have passed, but the number of repairs is much less than that of ordinary roads.

Seeing Wang Situ's carriage, the occasional passing patrol did not check, Wang Situ began to take this road to fish half a year ago, and now they are used to it.

And in today's carriage, in addition to Wang Situ and his righteous daughter Diao Chan, there is also a man's figure, needless to say, this man is Zhou Ping.

Gently lifting the car curtain, Zhou Ping looked out the window, but he could only see the same loess road and pedestrians, and he couldn't tell where this was.

He had the heart to ask Wang Yun, but when he thought of his speculation about Sima Yi a few days ago, he felt more and more that this Wang Yun was not credible.

It's not that he didn't think about leaving Chang'an quietly, but on the one hand, it was a false speculation, and on the other hand, his compassion for Diao Chan, Zhou Ping still stayed.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little depressing, if three points of this depression were on Zhou Ping, the remaining seven points were from Diao Chan.

It seems that it is the reason for riding in the same car with a strange man, Diao Chan used black gauze to cover himself tightly today, but at this time, the black gauze on Diao Chan's face fell a little, and it did not have the effect of covering his face, but revealed his watery eyes.

His eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, staring blankly at the corner of the carriage.

Seeing Diao Chan like this, Wang Yun's expression was as usual, but Zhou Ping was entangled and unbearable.

In addition to Dong Zhuo, it is a good thing, even if Zhou Ping wants to change the way of heaven, he is not willing to change the history of Dong Zhuo still alive. But when he was involved, when Diao Chan was sitting beside him alive, Zhou Ping suddenly had some doubts about his previous thoughts, whether they were right or wrong.

If it is developed according to the script, Diao Chan will follow Lu Bu, although I don't know if Diao Chan likes Lu Bu, but at least Lu Bu is really good at Diao Chan's color, but in this world, Diao Chan's fate is destined not to be much better from the beginning.

Being possessed by a ghost is undoubtedly exchanging her life for profit, even if Zhou Ping can offset the negative effects and make her less sick, but the lost Yang Shou can't be replaced.

"Here we are."

Zhou Ping's thoughts drifted, the carriage stopped, and Wang Yun's voice sounded in time.

Diao Chan mechanically got out of the car, followed by Wang Yun, looking at the backs of the two, Zhou Ping sighed, and then followed.

Here is a waterfront, the river is lush aquatic plants and bushes, in the distance is the rolling mountains, although there are mountains and water, but in Zhou Ping's eyes, here is clearly lingering incomparably heavy yin, the yin is so thick, compared with Luoyang a year ago, it is more than that.

"Where is this!?"

Diao Chan is about to be possessed by ghosts, so it is understandable for Wang Yun to find a place with a heavier yin qi, but this place, let alone possessing Diao Chan alone, even if it is more than enough for a thousand Diao Chan.

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Without any fluctuations, a few words slowly spat out of Diao Chan's mouth.