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Chapter 443 Red

"History? The past? Daqi Daliang?"

Li Huowang listened in surprise. Zhuge Yuan's words were even more shocking than he was in the red. "Is this possible? Things that have been destined to be changed long ago can be modified?"

"What's impossible? The history books of Daqi can be occupied by false Daliang, why can't your past be changed?"

In fact, this is exactly what Li Huowang is worried about. Although Zhuge Yuan had never harmed him, some of the things he knew might not be true.

Li Huowang was about to say something, but then he thought again, if all this is true, wouldn’t he say that he is not in Hongzhong? All the world he is there is real?

"But" Li Huowang thought of this and suddenly paused his head, "If he was indeed a red star, it would definitely be fake there.

That’s right, but I was not in the past, so is the world now true or false?”

"Brother Li? Brother Li, are you okay?" Zhuge Yuan asked with some concern when he saw Li Huowang standing there.

"It's okay, let him stay. You may not know that you just came here. This kid often doesn't care about this. "Shu Wangdao's hallucination teased on the side.

But just as he said it, Li Huowang immediately asked, "Brother Zhuge, are these words that you said seriously? Can you really change a person's past?"

After all, this is too shocking. Even a person’s destined past can change. What kind of existence can do this?

Zhuge Yuan nodded, "Ordinary people can't do it, but think about it, the one who was beside you at that time was Doulao."

As Si Ming, who is in charge of the Yin and Yang Heavenly Way, it seems completely logical to be able to do such bizarre things, but there is one problem that Li Huowang is a little confused. "Brother Zhuge, why does it do this?"

"I was not surprised that it killed me, but why did it take a lot of effort to stuff a red past on me?"

Even if it is Si Ming, there is always a reason for what he does? Could it be like sitting in the forgot to say that it stuffed itself a red past just to play with it? But this is not fun at all.

This question seemed to stump Zhuge Yuan. After thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly. "I don't know this little student, but no matter how you look at it, you can't be Hongzhong. If you really are Hongzhong, I discovered it at the first sight of the Buddha Bone Temple."

Indeed, Zhuge Yuan could identify what he had forgotten and plundered the memories in his mind. He did not seem to have too deception ability to deceive Zhuge Yuan.

"Brother Li." Zhuge Yuan said seriously, his expression seemed too serious.

"You put me in the false practice of cultivating the truth first. This past in the red is your top priority now. Xiaosheng doesn't think there is no hidden danger in this kind of thing. Dou Lao is like this, so there must be some purpose."

"No, no, since I already know that the past of Hongzhong is fake, then this kind of thing that is not much harmful can be put back."

Li Huowang interrupted him, turned over and got on the horse again, his eyes lit up.

"I have seen the cultivation technique in Hongzhong's memory! I have really cultivated cultivation technique. No matter what I want to do in the future, I must get this thing first!"

"Oh? Is there really a red family? Where is it?" Zhuge Yuan was also surprised.

"He hid in a very secret place, and I'm going to get it back."

In order to find others, Hongzhong deliberately left a long way, and ran for hundreds of miles. On the streets of a small town on Jiangnan Road, Daliang, Li Huowang slowly walked on the side of the road with a horse and steamed buns.

Today, the weather is wet and cold, and it is still night, but there are many people on the roadside, burning yellow paper around white circles, and most of them are at intersections.

Only then did Li Huowang realize that it was already Qingming Festival and he had been in this world for more than a year.

As we walked, angry curses began to gradually come from afar.

"Put your head, wait until you are angry and don't give up, and go and shake your head every day;

If you hit you in a villain, wait until your whole family gets mad and you will be humble in life;

If you hit you in the eyes of a villain, you will be killed every day when you become a world-famous person;

Hit you a villain's ear, wait for you to get rid of shit every day, use your fingers to wipe the shit;

I will hit you a small person and wait for you to get angry and smell the fart, and the front door will be cleared.

In order to hear the sound, Li Huowang found an old woman in her seventies, looking like she was sitting on a small wooden stool, holding her shoes, and slapped the yellow paper man the size of a palm on the ground.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, the old woman didn't rush to look up, and she offered the price while beating. "Test a villain, two hundred minus, don't think it's expensive, I'm much more powerful than other places! If you don't believe me, go and inquire!"

Li Huowang stared at the hairy mole on her chin and said, "Can you not play mahjong without playing villains? I one, you one, plus your daughter-in-law. Let's play three of us."

The old woman was stunned. When she raised her head and saw Li Huowang's appearance, her mean face was shaking in distractedness, and then she immediately smiled. "Okay! It's OK, go! Let's go!"

At the warm invitation of this old woman, Li Huowang and her and her fat daughter-in-law soon sat on the mahjong table.

The three of them looked at the last empty position, as if waiting for something.

"Bang" Li Huowang was poked in the middle of the table in a red picture. "Is there someone missing? Why don't you write it out?"

"Okay!" The two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quickly took out their pens, ink, paper and inkstone, hung large rice paper in the air, one was written on the front and the other was written on the back.

The black ink soaked in rice paper sticks to each other, and this is the cultivation technique hidden in the red.

No matter where you stay, you can find it naturally if others want to find it. Since that is the case, Li Huowang is hidden in the memory of the most secret person.

"Sit cross-legged and calm your heart, relaxed and natural. Little lips and teeth, breathe slowly and smoothly. Hands must be firm, eyes must be looked straight. Gather the divine light and reach the heart of heaven."

Looking at the content above, Li Huowang's hand trembled slightly. At this moment, the light paper weighed a thousand pounds in his eyes. He never expected that he would finally get the cultivation technique he had dreamed of.

Without any hesitation, Li Huowang immediately sat cross-legged with his legs, held his hands tightly, and prepared to start practicing.

"Brother Li, wait a moment. This may be a part of Dou Lao's thought. Since it puts this cultivation technique into your memory, is it waiting for you to practice?"

These words suddenly made Li Huowang stop suddenly, and looked at the cultivation technique in his hand with a very complicated expression. "Are you saying that there are risks in practicing this thing?"
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