With the death of Yang Yuxiang, Yang Xiaohai also successfully ascended to heaven again. I still don't understand the state. Is he a spirit or a signal? It doesn't make sense to be able to "see" something without a substance.

Take, for example, the surrounding environment, what you see is a cylindrical tunnel with a white light at the bottom, and sometimes geometric patterns. There are no bricks, no tiles, and no edges can be seen. Time and space seem to be meaningless here.

All he knew was that he was moving forward. But then again, is the "front" he knows really the direction of the "front"?

As long as Yang Xiaohai thinks a little more about this, he will have a splitting headache, and it seems that there is a mysterious existence that peeks into his mind and blocks exploration. After a few attempts, nothing but bitterness was obtained. So I simply let go.

It's nothing more than a death, what's the matter? Isn't it a long time to die and a soul to be a cold, don't you mean it?

Lying flat in this unknown space, his eyes were full of strange white. For this scene that looks like a tunnel, but is definitely not a tunnel, Yang Xiaohai has not seen him for a lifetime, and he is really a little nostalgic.

"I'm not going to keep drifting, am I?" Yang Xiaohai lay flat, still unable to turn around. He was like a seriously ill man recuperating in bed, unable to do anything but live and think. Even so, the thoughts should not be too divergent. If you touch the taboo, you will have to endure that inhuman headache again.

"What is the name of the old fox's spell for me?" Reincarnation'? Could it be that the previous 'soul wearing' was not Sister Winnie's previous life, but mine? Elsie, there's a lot of information, I'll have to take care of it. ”

Cranky thinking is also a kind of wisdom, and Yang Xiaohai feels as if he has grasped the essence of the matter. Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt that the tunnel seemed to have changed. Although he couldn't see the situation behind him, it didn't delay him from twisting his neck.

When I looked to the left, I was immediately taken aback: countless figures were flickering towards the top of the white tunnel. The figure was vague but not condensed, and the lower half of his body was almost a wisp of green smoke. This is very different from Yang Xiaohai.

Although the old otaku can't move, he can sense that he has legs and feet, and he has a whole beard and a full tail. It's obviously different from what you see. Turning his head and looking to the right, sure enough, there were still a large number of phantoms flying straight up slowly.

"Ghosts?" Yang Xiaohai suddenly thought of this possibility. After all, the soul is said to exist, but no one has ever seen it. The gray and sudden shadow that obscures the sky and the sun is simply uncountable.

Just as he was thinking about it, a phantus suddenly flew out of his chest. Due to the proximity, Yang Xiaohai could even distinguish the facial features of the phantom - it was a young woman, frowning and biting her lip, and she didn't know what kind of sorrow she had endured.

Left and right are also idle, and the old otaku plans to take a good look at these gray shadows. But the irresistible suction force came from below at this moment.

"Is it starting again? I've been a hero, a hero, an emperor, and a beauty, but what is it this time? With three points of helplessness, three points of curiosity, three points of expectation, and one point of trepidation, Yang Xiaohai flew away from the white "tunnel" and fell straight to the dark bottom.

Yang Xiaohai only felt that his limbs were deep, and his body was also very weak, like waking up from a big dream, and it seemed like taking a nap. Barely opened his eyelids, and suddenly a large amount of memories poured into his brain.

The old otaku only had time to shout in his heart: "Asi! Why is it so fast this time! "I was washed away by decades of memory.

When consciousness returned, the nose immediately smelled a rich aroma of wine. Purely out of habit, as soon as Yang Xiaohai stretched out his hand, he grabbed the most mellow source. As soon as he sent it to his mouth, he drank it without regard to it.

The familiar taste of spicy and sweet aftertaste made Yang Xiaohai gradually integrate into the times.

"Three countries compete for hegemony? Interesting. Then before I fell, those large number of soul eight achievements were the unjust souls of the Five Wolves Chaos period? It's a pity, why didn't you wear it on the body of 'Ran Min Ran Tianwang'? ”

"Wu Na, where is the birdman, and a certain body dares to occupy it? Believe it or not, a certain family pulled off your thief's head and took it off the night pot? ”

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, which disrupted Yang Xiaohai's thoughts. The old otaku sank into his consciousness, and the vast sea disappeared, replaced by a series of verdant mountains.

In a trance, the consciousness continues to immerse itself until it reaches the ground. Yang Xiaohai opened his eyes again, and finally saw the original owner, a middle-aged man in a cyan Confucian shirt, who looked like Sven and had no beard under his chin, and was glaring at him.

"Zhang Fei? Assie! "From the memories received, I know that the scholar in front of me is the famous fierce general Zhang Fei-Zhang Yide during the hegemony of the 'Three Kingdoms Company'.

Didn't they all say that Brother Zhang Fei's leopard head and eyes, tendon meat, and a black horse? How is it a literati look? As soon as I thought of this, another large group of memories came up: the appearance of the eldest brother Liu Bei is Li Weiguo, who is eloquent and has both civil and military skills.

The second brother Guan Yu has Winnie's appearance, and he is also a civil and military all-rounder, but he is a little arrogant and lustful.

Zhao Yun is a beauty who is proficient in martial arts and is the boss's bodyguard.

Zhuge Liang is indeed a tall and handsome guy, but he doesn't know much about fighting.

The Shu company to which Lao Zhang belongs is a weak chicken, he has just lost Jingzhou, and his second brother is gone.

Not long before that, the eldest brother Li Weiguo received the news of the murder of the second brother, and he cried so sad that he fainted, and vowed to take revenge after waking up. Zhuge Liang persuaded him to take a step back and open the sky, but he didn't listen. Li Weiguo only cared about training soldiers every day, and vowed to destroy the Wu State Company.

Zhang Fei, on the other hand, drank himself every day, and when he was drunk, he had a short temper and took pleasure in whipping soldiers. It was not uncommon for soldiers to be beaten to death. In this way, everyone is frightened, and they are afraid that the next unlucky person will be themselves.

Before going to bed today, Zhang Fei also ordered Fan Jiang and Zhang Da to produce a large number of white armor within two months, so that they could pay tribute to their second brother on the battlefield. As everyone knows, the time is short and the work is heavy, and this is an impossible task.

Fan Jiang and Zhang Da only asked for a few days. was tied to a tree by an angry Zhang Fei and whipped severely. Later, he said to the two: "If you don't prepare enough tomorrow, you will be the first of the two of you." ”

If it weren't for Yang Xiaohai crossing over, the drunk Zhang Fei wouldn't have woken up by now. "Well, just watch the movie. Do whatever you want, and it won't be long before I'll be back. Looking at Zhang Fei, who was eyeing him, Yang Xiaohai tried to explain.

In the past, it was like this, just say two sentences, and when the memory is instilled, the other party will no longer make trouble. But this one is so drunk that he is delirious, but he doesn't want to follow the routine. Obviously, the memory indoctrination is over, why are his eyes getting bigger?

"Where did the yellow turban leak thief come from, dare to tease your grandfather of the Zhang family! Ahhh......h Look at the move......" As he spoke, Zhang Fei in his consciousness had a big hand, and Ben Yang Xiaohai's neck was pinched. Of course, the old otaku who has been through the wind and rain can't sit still, retreat backwards, and easily avoid it.

"Assie, don't do it! I...... Not...... Evil...... Meaning ......"

As soon as he said half a sentence, Zhang Fei had already changed his grasp to fighting, and two fists the size of a casserole were about to rise. Zhang Fei attacked fiercely and quickly, forcing Yang Xiaohai to helplessly protect himself.

When the word "I" came out, Zhang Fei's fists and Yang Xiaohai's palms struck together, and the aftermath of the collision shook the earth and the hills collapsed.

After saying the word "no", the two jumped up on the spot at the same time, and crackled dozens of punches and kicks in the air. Under the feet of the two, the mountains surged, straight like a dragon turning over.

When it came to the word "evil", Zhang Fei couldn't catch up with the old otaku's perversion, and was beaten like a broken sandbag, covered in blood, and fell straight to the ground.

At the same time, the mountains collapsed, and purple and black cracks appeared in the sky. The great rivers and mountains that were still full of life have become the end of the world in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the word "meaning" came out, Zhang Fei was powerless to parry, and lay on his stomach on the yellow earth.

"What a reckless guy. How can such a person write a good hand and draw beautiful pictures? Yang Xiaohai landed slowly. Although in Zhang Fei's consciousness, the old otaku did not suffer any loss.

"Brute Bull!" With a loud shout, Zhang Fei, who was already lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, lowered his head and ran to Yang Xiaohai's heart.

"Don't make a fuss!" With a wave of his left hand, Yang Xiaohai fanned Zhang Fei aside. Although Zhang Fei is fierce, he is not the opponent of the old otaku. At the same time, two sneaky figures entered the tent from the outside.

The figure is very familiar with the terrain, and between the ups and downs, not a single guard is alarmed. These two figures are Fan Jiang and Zhang Da, who were whipped during the day. The two were severely reprimanded for no reason, and they knew that they would die at dawn, so they planned to strike first and slaughter this world-famous drunkard first.

The two of them went straight to the edge of the bed, raised their blades, and were about to start, when they suddenly saw Zhang Fei's angry eyes, they couldn't help but be numb in their hands and feet, and almost threw away the blades.

In Zhang Fei's consciousness, although the deity is not as good as the old otaku, it is full of resilience. No matter how many times he put down, Zhang Fei just refused to give up, and scolded vigorously.

The burly general's body was unconscious, so he just stared, but he didn't move.

On the side of the bed, Fan Jiang and Zhang Da waited for a while, and when they saw that Zhang Fei never got up, they couldn't help but make up their minds. The two of them clenched their blades and stabbed their knives at Zhang Fei at the same time.

In the sea of consciousness, Yang Xiaohai is as straight as a matador, and he turns around in a chic circle. The old otaku watched and listened to all directions, and through his eyes, he kindly reminded: "Eh, buddy, you're going to die!" ”

"What? Yes! Zhang Fei exclaimed, but it was too late. With two knives stuck in his heart, he can't survive.

In the big tent, Fan Jiang and Zhang Da stabbed Zhang Fei to death, and a pair of careful livers also jumped wildly. It took them a while before they dared to believe that this fierce general of 10,000 enemies had really died under their own sword.

In order to be sure, and in order to invite merit, the two cut off Zhang Fei's head and hid it in his clothes. then absconded from the Shu Company and went directly to the Wu Company.

Flutteringly, Yang Xiaohai watched the two of them kill Zhang Fei. This "soul piercing", except for the memory of the fierce general's brother, almost nothing was found. But it's also cool, and the old otaku didn't take a step and went to the sky again.