MTL - Great Tang Broom Star-Chapter 1 Buried Alive Traveler

  Chapter 1: The Traveler Buried Alive

  The sky is very blue, not even a cloud.

  Jia Pingan remembered that he was looking for Tang and Song 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 held him up, as if holding a sacrifice. 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. This is one of the symbols that distinguish common people from officials and nobles in the Tang Dynasty: the slits of the outer robes of officials and nobles are low, while the slits of common people 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. He has studied deeply. 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 group performances that look like real ones... How much does it cost?

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

  A short, thin man was rushing over, 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.

   Damn it!

  Traveled?

  The big man turned around and said solemnly: "I called you today, because I have something important to talk about."

   Jia Ping'an blinked, still discerning the surrounding situation.

   This is a village surrounded by walls and even sentry towers. 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 thinks it will become popular and become a popular spot for online celebrities.

   "Jia Pingan."

  This body is also called Jia Pingan?

   Jia Ping'an was taken aback.

  The big man said: "When he was born, Emperor Gaozu passed away, 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 that 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 line also left, leaving only his family."

  This... is it 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 Jia's neighbors 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, as if he had seen a ghost. Yes. The family also took turns to get sick, and later..."

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

I go!

   Scared the neighbors to move?

  Why raising a dog to die and raising a chicken to fly away, Jia Pingan thinks that 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 the family poor, but he made no progress. Four years ago, the master of the rural school couldn't bear it, and asked him not to waste the family's money and grain. Stop studying and go home to farm."

  The original body failed in his studies and was persuaded to quit.

   Jia Ping'an sighed in his heart, but it's just that he can't study well, and it's not like eating your family's food, so why should he bring it up?

   This big man is a little bit mouthbroken!

   "But he just left the rural school on the front foot, and the gentleman from the rural school on the back foot drank too much..." The big man's eyes were a little frightened, "I fell into the river and drowned."

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

   Damn it!

  Is the original body so...awesome?

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

  A word was circling in Jia Ping'an's mind, ready to come out.

  Sky Fiend Lone Star!

   No!

   No!

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

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

   That's the Underwear Thief! **** me?

   Jia Ping'an 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 gets divorced, blame me too... Will I be blamed for choking on meals in the future?

  Brother is in charge of the sky and the earth, 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 Ping'an 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 **** anxiously, but he didn't feel the tendency to turn into 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.

  The villagers knelt down, howled, and talked about His Majesty's achievements: what defeated the Turks, 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 clearer in my mind.

   "It's this broom star! He killed His Majesty!"

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

  Jia Pingan panicked a lot, and the word came out of his mind.

trouble marker!

  The original body is just a broom star!

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

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

  In front, beside a large pit that had been dug, several big men were waiting for Jia Pingan to be thrown down with shovels, 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 remembers that the laws of the Tang Dynasty are very strict, so no one cares about burying people alive in private?

  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.

   Damn it!

  Jia Pingan trembled, and said, "It's none of your Majesty's death!"

  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 enthusiastic.

   "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.

  He was about to stand up when he swung a shovel and a wave of dirt hit him.

   "Bah bah bah!"

   Jia Ping'an stretched out his hand to block it, but more and more dirt came down, and it didn't take long for him to reach his knees.

   "Peace!" Cousin Yang Deli woke up and shouted, "Auntie promised to take good care of you, I'm sorry Auntie!"

  Four years ago, the old Jia family was taken away by an illness except Jia Pingan. 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!"

  Just when he started laughing, some 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?

  Your Majesty died just because he fell ill. 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, and he felt that he had made a mistake.

  Those big men were still filling the soil, Yang Zhongshun rushed over rolling and crawling, shouting: "Stop!"

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

  Is Lao Tzu returning to his place?

   "Stop it!" 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 Ping'an felt a little confused, he raised his head, and smiled at Yang Zhongshun.

  Brother asked if you were afraid!

  Yang Deli's face appeared at the entrance 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 XX out!"

   "Hey hey hey..."

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

   Damn it!

   This pit... collapsed!

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