Li Jie is dead.

When his soul floated like a glowing tadpole in the void space, he was still a little confused.

But he doesn't regret it.

As an intern, he had the privilege of participating in the excavation of a princely tomb outside Xi'an with his mentor.

When the black lacquer coffin was opened, the two large hammers hanging from the top of the tomb that seemed to be used for the purpose of the tomb suddenly fell, facing the head of the mentor below!

Li Jie, who was standing beside him, had a twitch in his brain, and pushed the old man aside in time, and then he became this ball of light...

Countless balls of light around him also converged into a glowing river, drifting in one direction.

"It turns out that there really is a soul, so is the end of this river a ghost gate?"

When he was thinking about whether there would be any Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, and Ten Hall Yama after the Ghost Gate was closed, he seemed to be hit by something, which directly knocked him out of this soul river and floated into the unknown depths of chaos.

In the winter of the first year of Guangming, late at night, there was light snow.

In the main room of a mansion in Changle Fang, adjacent to Daming Palace in the north and Taiji Palace in the west, under the dim candlelight, Li Jie lay on a big bed with his eyes shining.

"The bed is carved with beasts, and the drapery silk yarn is embroidered with arabesque grass and embellished with jade pendants..."

"The quilt is sewn with silk, and the filling does not seem to be cotton, but some kind of animal hair..."

"There are no windows directly north of the bedroom, and the antechamber is separated by eight screens..."

"This seems to be the bedroom layout of the nobles of the Tang Song and Ming dynasties!"

"That's not right!"

"The front hall of the bedroom is actually set up with Luohan chairs, couch side tables and desks, which is a standard Tang-style layout!"

Li Jie sat up "rubbing"!

That's right, the Tang Dynasty was open-minded, and often met relatives and friends in their bedrooms, which is how the idiom came from! It will never be the Song and Ming dynasties. ”

Looking down at the white arm that clearly didn't belong to him, he lay back and closed his eyes.

Because there was still a little maid with a zhua bun at the head of the bed, and there were several people sitting in the corner of the dormitory, holding swords in their hands, he was afraid of waking them up.

That's not a low level of security!

What's going on?

Buy cakes!

Crossing this extremely unreliable thing, he encountered it.

There is no exclamation of what "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "Am I not dead? "Such an idiot question.

He needed to calm down and stock his thoughts.

He began to think it was a dream.

The tip of the tongue was bitten and bleeding, and the pain was trembling.

The little brother is still there, avoiding the embarrassment of the male soul and the female body, otherwise it is better to die headlong.

The question to ask is, what kind of world is this?

Don't look at what you see so far is related to the Tang Dynasty,

Who can guarantee that this is the Tang Dynasty?

Another world, the Void Dynasty, it's not that I haven't read the online articles that alternate history.

And that's it,

In the end, it was a serious return to the Tang Dynasty, or a fantasy world similar to the Tang Dynasty civilization, a world of cultivating immortals, or something parallel and chaotic world.

Do you need cultivation, qi refining, soul power, abilities, or fireball magic?

Let's move the blood realm, the forging bone realm, the array realm...

And then blow up the planets with one punch and dictate the eternals?

Or is it some kind of concubine, there is a vicious mistress, and the brother who will take revenge is planning to make the world evaporate?

Or it's a waste of firewood that can't be written or martial, waiting for some fiancée to come to the door to withdraw from the marriage, and come to a "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!" The drama?

But it's better not to be a son-in-law!

He knew that in ancient times, the status of a son-in-law was not as good as described in the online TV series.

Just a fertility tool!

In the era of war and chaos, these sons-in-law were in front of the conscripts to perform labor on the border.

But at present, it is the least likely to be a son-in-law, unless he has already "married" in...

"According to the development of the routine, at this time, it should be fused with the memories of the original owner, right? Also, when will our gold finger be in place? ”

Just thinking about this, a lot of memories began to appear in my mind.

From wearing open crotch pants and peeing mud, to peeing and mud with another little brother when he was a teenager, to being scared and fainting when he was assassinated...

The memories are very fragmented, and they all come flooding into my heart intermittently.

He blinked vigorously, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Overall, his soul piercing skills are good, and he actually attached to the body of Li Jie, the king of longevity in the late Tang Dynasty!

Look at the meaning, it really returned to the real Tang Dynasty.

Could it be that one of the conditions that a traverser meets must have the same name and surname?

He studied history and archaeology, and although his main subject was modern history, he was familiar with the lives of ancient orthodox emperors.

And the most important thing is that unlike those Han fans, Song fans, and Ming fans,

Although he is still studying his main direction, he is also very interested in the period of the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

Li Jie, later renamed Li Min and Li Ye.

Tang Zhaozong!

finally fled to Luoyang and was imprisoned until he was chopped to death by his subordinates...

But fortunately, this is twenty years later, so I don't have to think too much about it for the time being.

The bad thing is that

At this time, the Tang Dynasty was his fifth brother,

The famous faint monarch in history, the emperor of football - Tang Xizong Li Yi (xua

)！

In addition, outside Tongguan, an important gateway to the land of Gyeonggi, there are 600,000 peasant troops eyeing each other, and there is a possibility of entering the pass at any time and smashing Chang'an!

Soon after, Huang Chao broke through Tongguan and went straight to Chang'an, and the defenders directly gave up resistance!

On the night he got the news, Tang Xizong took a very small number of important courtiers and the royal family to Sichuan in embarrassment, leaving hundreds of thousands of people and officials in Chang'an waiting to die...

As for whether he took his sixth brother with him when he escaped?

He couldn't remember a little, maybe probably!

People didn't close their eyes all night, constantly recalling the various major events that happened during the late Tang Dynasty.

And undoubtedly, Huang Chao's attack on Chang'an is the most important, and it is also the turning point that represents the complete decline of the Tang Dynasty!

It was dark, and it was about seven o'clock in the winter moon, and he couldn't lie down any longer, so he sat up suddenly.

This action immediately woke up the maid beside the bed.

"Your Highness, do you want to change your clothes?"

"Huh?"

Li Jie looked at the maid kneeling on the ground and was stunned.

It's not that he wants to see it, because he can only see one brain at the moment, and he won't be more than twelve years old at most.

It's the accent in which she speaks!

I remember that some experts have confirmed that the official dialect of the Tang Dynasty is very close to Cantonese, with nine tones and six tones, and mixed with the northern dialect of Heluo.

At this time, to his ears, it is more like Cantonese people learning to speak Henan dialect, and there is no shadow of Shaanxi dialect at all, but it is not inconsistent at all, and it is quite good.

He sighed secretly.

Fortunately, I am from Guangdong, and I went to university in Henan, so I should be able to confuse myself if I deliberately cover up my pronunciation.

"What day is it and when?"

The little maid felt a little strange in her heart, why did King Shou's voice become a lot duller, and she was a little suspicious, but she didn't dare to look up, thinking that she was so frightened by the assassination yesterday that she hadn't eased up.

"Back to Your Highness, today is the tenth day of the first month of winter, and it should have passed the end of the year, about the end of the hour."

The tenth day of the first month of winter?

Li Jie rolled his eyes, he really couldn't remember if Huang Chao had called him in the past few days, and he was ready to get out of bed as soon as the quilt was lifted.

"Oops!"

When I moved my leg to the edge of the bed, I felt like I was kicking on an iron plate, and a sledgehammer like a watermelon was in sight!

He covered his feet and took a closer look.

How is it so similar to the pair of big guys who stoned themselves to death in the ancient tomb?

Twist your head,

Good guys, there's another one on the other side of the bed, just a couple!

His voice startled the four guards in charge of protection in the dormitory at once.

"Whoosh~"

The figure flickered, and the weapon was unsheathed!

Two horizontal knives were placed directly on the little maid's neck, and the other two stood guard at the head of his bed.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Li Jie looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground and trembling a little speechlessly,

"It's none of her business, you put these two sledgehammers on my bed?"

Only then did a few people see the two big golden guys on his bed, and they looked puzzled.

"Back to Your Highness, it wasn't our doing."

One of the powerful guards put the sword back into its sheath, and when he tried to grasp the handle of the hammer and lift it, his arm shook.

"Good guy, at least more than 100 pounds, is this something that people can use?"

This aroused Li Jie's curiosity, and he was not in a hurry to get out of bed, but sat cross-legged on the bed and carefully observed the pair of sledgehammers.

At first glance, I realized that it could not be said to be like a watermelon, but it should be like a pumpkin to be precise.

Each one is divided into sixteen petals, gold and silver are staggered on it, and a spear tip is raised on the head of the hammer, and the top and bottom are decorated with copper auspicious clouds.

I don't know what kind of wood the hammer handle is made of, and it is made of a strap with horsehair and gold wire mixed with the bottom of the belt, which should be convenient for hanging on the saddle.

And what attracted him the most was the four characters engraved on the hammer handle.

One with a small seal written "Drum",

The other one says "Urn Gold"!

"Shhhhh

He suddenly thought of the mottled tombstone of the ancient tomb in the Tang and Song dynasties that had not yet had time to be cleaned,

Could it be that is the tomb of Li Yuan's third son, Li Yuanba, the king of Wei?

Try to hold the handle of the hammer, and an indescribable force rushes into your body like a torrent...