Chapter 161: Make up your mind, know the nature in Shaobai's dream
Qin Shaobai couldn't believe his ears.
Does his body contain the soul of King Zhennan of the Song Dynasty?
He turned out to be Zhao Bai, the God of War who didn't have much written in history, but made people cry in reality?
"Think about it, do you often dream of a person wearing a shirt?"
"Think about it, does that person often play a piece of music that makes your blood boil?"
"Think about it, does that person often sing Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" in your ears?"
"Think about it, why did you suddenly say that to Jin Zhaoning that day at Tianmu Mountain?"
"besides……"
"Stop talking." Qin Shaobai stopped Xiaolan and held his head, "Let me be quiet."
Xiaolan raised her eyes, her eyes were filled with confusion.
She stood up, stretched out her hand, and wanted to touch that familiar face, but suddenly she felt an invisible net gently covering her.
The net blocked between her and Qin Shaobai unscrupulously, forcing them to retreat until they could no longer touch each other even if they stretched out their hands.
Qin Shaobai held his head, and she only saw his back, that lonely and sad back.
The back view reminded Xiaolan of an injured lamb, lowering its head and licking its own wounds.
She really wanted to rush forward and hug the poor lamb and tell him that it was okay, she was here.
But the back slowly straightened up, and a kind of stubbornness came straight from the straight spine.
"Xiaolan, you go back first." Qin Shaobai stood up straight, looked at Xiaolan, and said coldly.
Xiaolan bit her lip, finally turned around slowly and moved forward step by step.
Two men, no, the same man, both chose to be indifferent in the face of such an important change.
They all also forgot that the most difficult person now was the woman who had to stay by their side.
Xiaolan tried her best to hold back her tears. She couldn't let herself cry. She didn't want to think about who she was crying for.
"Xiaolan." Qin Shaobai chased after him.
Xiaolan's heart trembled suddenly and she stood there.
"Xiaolan, I thought about it, and I think General Zhao's idea makes sense. If he and I are destined to coexist in the same body, then I have to learn to become him and use his thinking to make new things.
Qin Shaobai."
The sound seemed to come from a distant place, but it made the whole body tremble.
Xiaolan took a deep breath, made sure she had swallowed her tears, squeezed out a smile, and then slowly turned around: "Okay, whatever decision Brother Qin makes, Xiaolan will support it."
With that said, Xiaolan took out a small pill from her body: "Brother Qin, if you want to become General Zhao, you must start with your physical fitness. This pill can help you strengthen your body. You take it first."
Qin Shaobai wanted to say something else, but looking at Xiaolan's firm eyes, he finally took the pill and swallowed it.
He suddenly felt the energy flowing through his body, and he couldn't help but throw a few sets of punches he learned from Li Xiaolin on the spot.
After having a good time, he felt a little tired and sat casually on a big stone in the yard.
The cold stone suddenly made his thinking much clearer.
Qin Shaobai thought about all the history of the Southern Song Dynasty that he could remember.
The period of time he lived in was the most peaceful period before the darkness of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Such a period can often create a new history.
When he first crossed over, he just wanted to live well, find a way to go back, and return to 2021 as soon as possible.
But now, he found that he was increasingly reluctant to leave.
Whether he couldn't bear to part with these people around him, or whether he couldn't bear to live in a life that was completely different from his original life, he couldn't tell.
He only knew that this opportunity now was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.
Almost without thinking about it, the man's deep desire to make achievements made him believe that he was willing to become a participant in this period of history, and even become the protagonist of this period of history.
Qin Shaobai suddenly remembered how satisfied he felt when he was standing on the map of Nanyang County. It turned out that at that moment, he had already understood his own heart.
He knew the outcome of the Southern Song Dynasty.
But who says history cannot be changed? Perhaps his time travel is part of history, and it was history that brought him here thousands of years later to turn everything around.
As soon as this thought flashed, the man in the battle robe suddenly appeared in my mind again.
Only this time, the man did not glare at him with wide eyes. Instead, the man smiled and nodded to him.
He actually heard the sound of the flute again, which seemed to lead him towards a faintly lit tunnel.
This time, there was no fear in his heart and he stood up without hesitation.
He knew that this was another soul inside him calling him.
He couldn't wait to see that soul.
The tunnel was very long. There was no light in the tunnel, but there was always a faint light in front of it, which made Qin Shaobai feel a heat and bright power.
"Brother Qin, do you really want to be Zhao Bai? You know that Jin and Song are not that friendly. If you become Zhao Bai, if you avenge your eight thousand warriors, if you want to choose the capital with blood, you
Let me, let me do what?"
In the darkness, he heard Jin Zhaoning's resentful voice.
He quickly stopped and looked around, but Jin Zhaoning was nowhere to be found.
"Zhao Ning, listen to me. The Kingdom of Jin did not fall at the hands of the Song Dynasty in the end. The real problems of the Kingdom of Jin are domestic problems. You have to believe me. Once I have the strength, I will definitely accompany you to the Jin Kingdom."
The country will make the Jin Dynasty strong, and then the Jin and Song Dynasties will join forces to create glory."
Qin Shaobai roared loudly, hoping that this roar would wake up Jin Zhaoning.
"Qin Shaobai, you think too simply."
This voice is very strange, and there is an inviolable dignity in it.
"Everything in the world is simple, but people make it complicated."
Qin Shaobai responded without hesitation.
"Shao Bai, you have to understand that if you become Zhao Bai's puppet, you will lose yourself completely." What flashed across was Song Ci's face, with a hint of worry.
"Master Song, don't you want Song to have someone who can hold up this dilapidated country? Since history has chosen me, why should I be timid?"
"Qin Shaobai, do you know that Zhao Bai is dead? Do you know that our Zhao family royal family has never regarded Zhao Bai as Zhao Bai, let alone recognize his royal status, you want to become him? You
Become him and you will become our enemy."
It's the Sixth Prince and Princess Chaoyang.
"You all, shut up." Qin Shaobai heard himself yell angrily, and he felt the land on the ground tremble.
"The world of the Song Dynasty is not only the world of the Zhao family, but also the world of all the people of the Song Dynasty. When the world prospers, everyone has a responsibility. Why don't you cowards who prefer to live in a corner think about the people of this world?"
"Dad." Two small hands grabbed the corners of Qin Shaobai's clothes, "Dad, we don't care who you are, we just want you to be safe."
Qin Shaobai squatted down, hugged Qin Xiaowan with his left hand, and hugged Zhao Yuer with his right hand: "I know, Wan'er, Yue'er, you must remember that no matter what happens in the future, everything dad does will be worthy of his heart."
"Qin Shaobai, you are not ashamed. What about Xiaolan? Have you ever thought about whether Xiaolan wants you to become Zhao Bai? Who does Xiaolan want you to be?"
Duan Zhilan glared at him.
"Xiaolan, she will understand me." Qin Shaobai lowered his head, "There are not many people in this world who can understand me, but I believe Xiaolan will understand me."
"Brother Qin, Brother Qin."
Xiaolan's cry, a helpless cry for help.
Qin Shaobai smelled a strong smell of blood, and a white shadow covered the entire sky.
Qin Shaobai raised his head and saw the big man hovering in the air.
Xiaolan, being held in the big man's mouth, is in danger of being swallowed by the big man anytime and anywhere.
"Big man, let her go." Qin Shaobai said, holding the jade flute in his hand, and pointing the flute at the big man, "Are you crazy? She is Xiaolan, your mistress."
"You are wrong." In the bright light, the man striding forward was wearing a bloody battle robe. "From the moment you chose to be me, Xiaolan was just a foreign woman. How can a foreign woman love.
"
The man said coldly, then raised his head, with a warm smile on his face: "Big man, your mission is to remove all obstacles on our way to success, even if it is the person we love most, in the end,
Love object."
Qin Shaobai saw the big man slowly closing his mouth...
"No, don't swallow Xiaolan, don't swallow her!"
Qin Shaobai shouted heartbreakingly, feeling that his heart was shattering piece by piece.
Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Qin."
Opening his eyes, he saw Xiaolan looking at him nervously.
"Xiaolan." Qin Shaobai suddenly hugged the girl in front of him, "Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you."