Great Tang Broom Star

The sky was blue, not even a cloud.

Jia Pingan remembered that he was searching Tang and Song Dynasty materials in the city library when his eyes suddenly went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the blue sky.

It's so blue!

He tilted his head, and there were two big men on the left; he turned his head again, and there were two big men on the right, and four big men in Tang Dynasty costumes were holding him up, as if they were holding a sacrificial offering. Around him, hundreds of men, women and children in the same attire were all looking at him with fearful expressions on their faces.

The gray-brown homespun clothes have slits that reach the hip bones, which is one of the signs that distinguish common people from officials and aristocrats in the Tang Dynasty: the slits of the outer robes of officials and nobles are low, while the slits of ordinary people's clothes are high.

This rhythm is wrong!

Jia Pingan is a history buff. He studies the history of the Tang and Song Dynasties, especially the imperial examinations of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Most of the friends around me are lovers, and what I like most is wearing ancient costumes to deceive people, saying that I have traveled from a certain dynasty.

But there are hundreds of people here!

So realistic costumes, and these extras that look real... how much does it cost?

Jia Ping'an was muttering in his heart, when someone shouted from the left: "Peace!"

A short, thin man was rushing towards him, shouting as he ran.

A big man next to him suddenly punched.

Boom!

The short and thin man was punched so hard that his face was full of peach blossoms, and he rushed to the street.

The blood was so real, Jia Ping'an dared to swear with his eyes that could accurately distinguish the size of the girl's paper, this punch was genuine.

Fuck!

Crossed over?

The big man turned around and said solemnly: "I have summoned you today because I have something important to say."

Jia Pingan blinked his eyes, still distinguishing the surrounding situation.

This is a village, surrounded by walls and even watchtowers. Jia Pingan has done a lot of research on the history of the Tang and Song Dynasties, and at first glance he knew that it was a typical Wubao.

The so-called Wubao means that in the Jin Dynasty, Sima Yi's gray grandsons fought in the nest, and as a result, the Hu people were attracted, and the north became a purgatory. Those big families lived together and built docks to resist invasion.

This kind of Wubao continued until the Tang Dynasty.

This Wubao looks like it has been around for some years. If it is a homestay or something, Jia Ping'an feels that it will become popular and become a popular spot for online celebrities.

"Jia Pingan."

This body is also called Jia Pingan?

Jia Pingan was taken aback.

The big man said: "When he was born, Emperor Gaozu died, and the time is exactly the same."

"This is a coincidence!" Jia Pingan couldn't help but argue, "When Emperor Gaozu passed away, more than one person was born, right?"

The big man nodded, "At that time, I thought it was a coincidence."

Good man!

After issuing a good person card, Jia Pingan felt something was wrong.

What is the purpose of engaging in such a big battle? Are you going to take me to sacrifice to heaven?

Such foolish behavior must never be tolerated!

"Nine years ago, when he was five years old, his grandfather's family left, leaving only his cousin Yang Deli..."

Everyone looked at the thin man who had been knocked down by the big man earlier.

"Seven years ago, his grandfather's lineage also left, leaving only his family."

Is this... a coincidence?

Jia Pingan felt that the original body was probably just a little unlucky.

"Four years ago, there were more and more bad things in the village. Things happened to the neighbors of Jia's family from time to time. The dog died, and the chicken... In the middle of the night, the rooster in his neighbor's house went to the roof to crow, and he was like hell. Seems like. The family members also got sick in turn, and later..."

The big man said sadly: "After that, the Jia family will have no neighbors."

I go!

Scared the neighbors to move out?

Jia Pingan thinks that raising a dog to die and raising a chicken to fly away, Jia Ping'an thinks it is because the environment is not acclimatized.

Yes, it must be acclimatization.

Jia Ping'an was a little flustered, and felt that this matter was really scary.

"Jia Pingan's studies made his family poor, but he made no progress. Four years ago, the master of the rural school couldn't bear it anymore and told him not to waste the family's money and food in vain. Stop studying and go home to farm."

Yuanshen failed to study and was persuaded to leave.

Jia Ping'an sighed in his heart, it's just that he can't study well, and it's not about eating your family's food, so why do you want to talk about it?

This big man is a little bit mouthbroken!

"But he just left the hometown school on the front foot, and the gentleman from the township school on the back foot drank too much..." The big man looked a little scared, "Fell into the river and drowned."

A cold air rose from Jia Ping'an's back, making him feel cold all over his body.

Fuck!

The original body is actually like this... a bullpen?

The big man sighed, "It was also four years ago that his parents died of such an illness."

A word lingered in Jia Pingan's mind, ready to come out.

The lone star of the devil!

wrong!

wrong!

Jia Pingan was thinking about what words to use to describe what happened to the original body...

"In the past four years, strange things have often happened in Yangjiawu, some women's obscene clothes and trousers have been inexplicably lost!" The big man's tone became more and more severe.

That's the Underwear Thief! fuck me?

Jia Pingan wanted to complain.

"In the past four years, people in Yangjiawu have often walked and wrestled, and even two married women have been divorced!" The big man stretched out two fingers, furious!

But Jia Ping'an rolled his eyes, thinking that this matter really has nothing to do with the original body.

You blame me for walking and wrestling, even if the married woman is divorced, blame me too... Will it be blamed on me if she chokes after eating?

My brother is in charge of the world, and he can still control you when you eat and fart?

The big man took a few deep breaths, and said with a sad expression: "Three days ago, Jia Ping'an fell ill."

Well!

Jia Pingan felt that the big man's expression was like that of a dead father, and he was very sad.

But the original body has no friendship with him, right?

Could it be...

Jia Ping'an moved his butt uneasily, but he didn't feel the tendency to become a sunflower, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"The news just came today. Three days ago, Your Majesty... His Majesty passed away."

The big man knelt down and wept bitterly.

Those villagers knelt down, howled, and talked about His Majesty's achievements: what defeated the Turkic people, what made the princess marry Tubo... A series of actions allowed everyone to enjoy the prosperity.

Tang Taizong died?

No matter how calm Jia Pingan was, he couldn't be calm anymore.

He actually traveled to the last years of Zhenguan, so that he could not die, Li Shimin passed away as soon as the original body fell ill.

What's this?

That word became more and more clear in my mind.

"It's this broom star! He was the one who killed His Majesty!"

The big man yelled loudly, and the villagers stood up one after another, forcing them over with a murderous look.

Jia Ping'an panicked, and the word came out of his mind.

trouble marker!

The original body is a broom star!

A woman in her forties shouted: "The last time my husband bumped into Jia Ping'an on the road, and the next day he found a slut to hang out with, and I caught him in bed... this bastard, kill him!" he!"

The big man shouted: "A certain Yang Zhongshun, as the village official of Yangjiawu, will decide for everyone today... Throw him down!"

Ahead, on the edge of a large pit that had been dug, several big men were holding shovels and waiting for Jia Pingan to be thrown down, and then filled with soil to complete the procedure of burying the living.

Jia Pingan was not calm anymore, and shouted: "Is there any law?"

He remembered that the laws of the Tang Dynasty were very strict. If people were buried alive in private, no one would care about this matter?

An old man shouted: "Here, we are the law!"

The so-called imperial power does not go to the countryside, as long as everyone agrees to kill Jia Pingan, no one wants to know.

Fuck!

Jia Pingan shuddered and said, "Your Majesty's death is none of your business!"

Yang Zhongshun said coldly: "It's none of your business? Then when Emperor Gaozu died, you happened to be born. Is this also a coincidence?"

"Yes, it's just a coincidence!" Jia Ping'an felt that this matter could not be resolved.

"Coincidence?" Yang Zhongshun said angrily: "Your grandfather, your grandfather, your parents were all killed by you, and your husband died too. You are such a bastard, if you don't kill you, we will all be killed by you die!"

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the sky, it was a bolt from the blue!

Yang Zhongshun pointed to the sky and said angrily: "Look, even God can't see it, you should not exist in the world like a broom star!"

"Yes!" The villagers were passionate.

"Throw him down!" Yang Zhongshun shouted.

The four big men worked together and threw Jia Pingan into the pit.

Ouch!

Jia Ping'an's buttocks landed on the ground and almost broke into four pieces.

Just as he was about to stand up, he swung a shovel, and a wave of dirt hit him.

"Bah bah bah!"

Jia Pingan reached out to block it, but more and more dirt came down, and it didn't take long to reach his knees.

"Safe!" Cousin Yang Deli woke up and shouted, "I promised my aunt to take good care of you, I'm sorry for my aunt!"

Four years ago, the old Jia family was taken away by a disease except Jia Ping'an. Before leaving, Yang firmly held Jia Ping'an's hand, stared at Yang Deli, and made him swear that he must take good care of his cousin, otherwise he would die from sores all over his body.

So Yang Deli grieved as if he was about to be buried alive.

This is a big burial of a living person!

Jia Ping'an's mind was spinning rapidly, and a thought came to him, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha... cough cough cough!"

Just when he started laughing, dirt got into his mouth, choking him so much that he almost lost his breath.

The dirt has reached his waist, and if he slows down for a while, he will probably become the worst time traveler in history.

Being buried alive after time travel, who is so unlucky?

Thinking of this, Jia Pingan shouted: "You said that a certain person killed Emperor Gaozu at birth, and that a certain person was seriously ill and killed His Majesty today. What if such a person died?"

Yang Zhongshun was dumbfounded.

"Yes! If he dies, who will he kill?"

Jia Pingan was born, Li Yuan died; Jia Pingan fell ill, Li Shimin died; if everyone buried him alive today, who would be killed?

Just fell ill and killed His Majesty. If he died, he would kill countless people, right? As for Yang Zhongshun and others who killed Jia Ping'an, they were afraid that they would be whipped to death 10,000 times.

Yang Zhongshun's legs were a little weak, he felt that he had made a mistake.

Those big guys were still filling the soil, Yang Zhongshun rushed over, scrambling and shouting: "Stop!"

The soil inside had already buried Jia Ping'an's chest. He had difficulty breathing and looked up at it.

Is Lao Tzu returning to his place?

"Stop!" There was a big man who was still filling the soil, Yang Zhongshun kicked him away, then lay down on the edge of the pit, shouting: "Safe, safe!"

Jia Pingan felt a little confused, he raised his head and smiled at Yang Zhongshun.

I will ask you if you are afraid!

Yang Deli's face appeared at the mouth of the pit, and he said happily: "Peace, don't be afraid, I will kill them when I turn around."

There seems to be something wrong with this cousin!

Jia Ping'an's head was full of black lines, and he said, "Hurry up and get that out!"

"Hey hey..."

At this moment, Yang Deli's body slipped, and he just slid down, and there was dirt along with it.

Fuck!

This pit... collapsed!

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