"If the memory of the souls of the past is expanded more and more, will it affect the body?" Li Wei pondered while transporting the spiritual veins.

"No, it's just an echo of past memories. At least this past memory of his past memory will not overshadow the Lord, and seize the memories and personality of the present Lord. There are too few remaining parts of him." Mei shook his head and said.

That is, if there are enough leftovers.

That will also affect the original owner's present life.

The echoes of past memories can affect this life.

If it is affected enough by past memories, then is ‘I’ or ‘I’?

At this time, Huang Chao had already escaped into his dream and was in line with his past self.

The power of the dream extended, Li Wei felt something, and he also escaped into this dream state.

It belongs to Huang Chao, the remaining dream of his previous life.

...

When Huang Chao faced the illusion of the past, his face showed a little confused.

It seemed like a dream, pulling him into the memory of the past.

All the past and the past are presented to you.

Li Wei and Mei entered the dream world.

The streets are prosperous and prosperous, and some of the pedestrians on the street are wearing Hu clothes, robe skirts, and naked chest outfits, and men dressed in women, which shows how open the atmosphere is.

And there is probably only one feudal dynasty so open in history.

"It's Tang Shi."

Mei's clothes turned into men's clothes, and her long hair was tied up, which made her feel cool.

At this time, Miss Mei said softly: "I haven't recalled this era for a long time."

Li Wei looked at the girl Mei in front of him, his eyes a little dazed.

It looks so good...

In his dream, he could change his figure at will. Li Wei changed his clothes to Tang Shi's clothes, men's beauty, and handsome Taoist.

Echo each other.

The surrounding scenes turned into bustling streets, and in front of Huang Chao, a thin-faced face appeared and stared at the scholar in front of him.

The scholar looked at the academy ahead and picked up his pen and left with his words, then left with ease.

When autumn comes, September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after the flowers bloom.

The fragrance array soars into Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor.

——Huang Chao.

Short poems tell you the domineering.

The scholar's name is Huang Chao.

"This poem was written by my previous life... Huang Chao? My previous life was the Huang Chao in the Huang Chao Rebellion?"

Even Huang Chao couldn't believe it.

The person with a few wrinkles on his face in front of him looked a little dark.

It's Huang Chao.

Is it...my own past life?!

However, Huang Chao, the one who failed the imperial examination, was not discovered by the anti-poem in the poem. In other words, people did not think that this scholar from other places would have any practical actions to mention this poem.

I only have an indignant imperial examination candidate, and I don’t know how many of them are going to end every year. If I care about them all, how will Chang’an work?

Just like what the person who saw the poem in reverse thought, Huang Chao was not really against the idea back then, but his resentment towards reality made him vent his anger.

He was a man in nature. He returned to his hometown and started his own business as an ancestor to do private salt trade, abandoning his hard study career in the past twenty years.

Although private salt trade is good, it is often ridiculed by people from time to time, and the 20 years of time wasted reading.

Huang Chao was speechless about this because it was true, but the resentment towards the Tang Dynasty was increasing day by day.

Until a certain year when floods and droughts occurred frequently, his destiny changed.

That year, the autumn grains were not collected, but Emperor Yizong of Tang collected taxes with the policy of "untilizing military use, heavier taxes". No state or county dared to report the disaster and continued to impose taxes, and the people were living in poverty.

Chang'an is still singing and dancing, and other places are already in dire straits, and riots are emerging one after another.

That year, the people could not even afford to eat, let alone eat salt, so the private salt dealers rebelled.

The court was unjust and the people were living in poverty. Under such a name, a gang of salt vendors and refugees rebelled and rebelled.

Hearing that his own peers were raising the Tang Dynasty, Huang Chao laughed and had an opportunity to come.

"Hahahaha, Datang, my chance to take revenge on you is here! After so many years, I finally waited for this opportunity. For your official position, I studied hard for 20 years without any reward. No one even read the words I left, and they all looked down on me..."

Huang Chao looked at the world like this, but gritted his teeth.

Huang Chao, who devoted his 20 years of youth and only gave back his name to fail, was still resentful of the things that happened back then, and all the ridicule he endured over the years was counted on the examiners who were blindly ignorant in the Tang Dynasty.

Which of my poetry, calligraphy, painting, literature, martial arts, is not good? Isn’t it just because of my poor background and my position has been given to the children of noble families.

Now that people are living in poverty, they cannot sell salt. For him, this is considered that new and old hatreds are all in the power of the Tang Dynasty.

That year, Huang Chao, who was 55 years old at the time, sold all his property and responded to the call of Wang Xianzhi, the "General Tianpu Equity" and the uprising army.

The study of the first 20 years has made Huang Chao's various abilities far surpass others. The experience of reading all kinds of books has been effective at this moment.

He soon emerged in the Cao Army and became the leader of the army. The riots became increasingly greater and stronger, and the Cao Army became stronger and stronger.

The court's method of dealing with this group of grass army was also a conspiracy.

Xu Wang Xianzhi was given his official position, and Huang Chao, the second-ranked figure in the Cao Army, ignored the person who failed the imperial examination that year.

The Tang Dynasty officials were still very attractive, both for Huang Chao and Wang Xianzhi, the leader of the rebel army.

"Second brother, please calm down. This is the Tang Dynasty's sow discord against us. The quarrels and differences here are what they want to achieve." Wang Xianzhi pondered faintly.

Huang Chao lost his former calmness.

"You also know that the other party is the method of killing soldiers in Ertao, so you should immediately respond to refuse to surrender to Tang, rather than quarrel with someone here."

"Second brother, calm down. I didn't refuse and just mediate with Tang, not because I agreed to them..."

"Nonsense, you are clearly looking for an opportunity to surrender to the Tang Dynasty." Huang Chao forced himself in the camp: "Brother, if you don't reject the Tang Dynasty today, then you can only say one thing, saying different things, you won't make plans for each other."

"Please give a reply the next day."

As he said that, Huang Chao left the camp with ease, and Wang Xianzhi inside got angry.

After Huang Chao returned to his tent, he was also angry and angrily smashed the crowd.

However, the reason is - why did the Tang Dynasty not surrender myself and promise an official position? He was obviously the military advisor of the Cao Army.

It's me... still not worthy?

In the end, Wang Xianzhi refused to surrender to the Tang Dynasty and died in battle two years later. The victim Huang Chao led the rebel army to start the attack.
Chapter completed!