"I don't know either." Tianhao seemed a little prepared, and with a faint expectation: "... Are you... okay?"

"It's okay." Lu Qingdong stretched his arms. He looked down at his left hand, slowly clasped his five fingers, and opened them at the same slow speed. He was mixed with emotion: "I didn't expect that I would have such a day."

He raised his head, his eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you!"

Tianhao smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Welcome back, Warrant Officer Zhan Jianhua."

The cramped human head that Wu Xing gave to Tian Hao was inside, there was a mature spore. The new biological replacement law of the civilization era made the idea of ​​life continuing across time and space a reality.

Lu Qingdong... should be called Zhan Jianhua now. He looked down at his chest, his legs and hands, and soon found a scar about ten centimeters outside his left arm. The knife edge was very fresh, and a little blood oozed out of the gap between the scars sewn with needles and thread, and a round hill the size of a ping-pong ball was bulging in the middle.

"You implanted me in this..." He felt that the words behind were not appropriate, so he thought for a moment and smiled: "Is this body implanted?"

"Are you still used to it? How do you feel?" Tianhao has a strong interest in this resurrectionist of the same era as him: "The implant object I chose for you is very young, you will like it."

"Thank you!" Zhan Jianhua thanked again. His eyes were a little dazed. This was a sign that the parasitic cells had not yet fully controlled the central nervous system. They could be relieved with a little rest.

Looking at Tianhao's cotton coat, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhan Jianhua's eyes: "Why, are you from the Deer tribe?"

He quickly corrected his tongue: "I mean, are your parasites deer people?"

Tianhao nodded: "This is Mengxiang Village, I am the leader here. Haha, you are lucky, I believe you have already felt that you are the son of the leader of the Muluo clan and the first heir."

Zhan Jianhua's lips opened slightly, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. He woke up from his sleepy state. He lacked control over this body and could only barely open up some of his thinking consciousness. Tianhao's reminder was very important to him. Zhan Jianhua quickly found memories of identity from the host brain space, corresponding to each other, and then overlapped.

"... So, am I a prince?" His face was dazed with a smile on his face, Xinxinran, and his surprise quickly turned into surprise.

"I need your help." Tianhao speeded up his speech and his expression became a little anxious: "I didn't make a choice when I was parasitizing this body... No, I should say that: the leader of Mengxiang Village angered the leader of the Muluo clan. He committed a death sentence, but I knew nothing about it. My dormant warehouse was seriously damaged at that time and could not choose a better host."

Zhan Jianhua was very patient and listened to this passage. He smiled weakly and said, "Don't be anxious, just say slowly, we have time now."

This sentence had an effective stabilization effect on Tianhao. He was no longer anxious and tried to adjust his breathing rhythm. After a few seconds, he nodded calmly.

Next, Tianhao tells his own story.

Like you, I am a dormant person.

My number is A and A 01...

My parasitic target was a fugitive, but his identity was indeed the leader of Mengxiang Village. Just on the hillside to the north, I became him.

My current name is "Jingzhong".

I...hehe, it's really not easy to change my identity. Until now, it's still difficult for me to adapt to the two thinking patterns in my brain. Well, it should be "him". The original owner of this body is a very ambitious guy. Mengxiang Village is a big village with a population of more than 3,000. However, Jingzhong is just an ordinary barbarian leader, not a nobleman, and has no surname.

He wanted to change all this, so he targeted the wife of the tribal king Lu Qingyuan, who is your current mother with a body.

A handsome young man had an affair with an old and weak woman. This kind of thing is very common in soap operas in the civilized era. The former is attracted to the latter in two situations: either for wealth or for power.

It's really a pair of black-hearted men and women! Your mother... Please forgive me, you should understand what I want to express. The mother with this body was moved and had the idea of ​​killing her husband, giving her little lover more benefits, and directly elevating him to a noble. The combination of the little bad guy and the old witch was very successful. They killed the leader of the Muddy Clan Lu Qingyuan with poison, but at the last moment, they failed and were discovered by the guards around the leader, and had to escape from Muddy City in a hurry.

Mengxiang Village is the territory of the Jingzhong. He randomly issued a lot of orders to allow unknown people to resist the pursuers. However, he took the priests in the village to sneak into the northern cattle territory, hoping to provide the textile technology hidden by the deer tribe in order to obtain shelter.

Why bring the priests?

Because the medicine that poisoned the leader Lu Qingyuan was made by the priest of Mengxiang Village. Speaking of which, this priest called "Witch Song" has a lot of connection with you. He used to be a witch performer of the Cow tribe. He heard that he was a priest from the Panshi Village of Lei Cow tribe. Later, for some reason, the traitor came to Mengxiang Village and was recognized by the Deer tribe witch and became the priest here.

The private lives of these barbarians were very chaotic. Jingzhong's mother had such an intimate relationship with this priest, so the priest was very caring about Jingzhong, taught him a lot of things, and helped him give advice. He became the leader of the village in his twenties.

The spore that stores your life cells is a gift given to Jingzhong by the priest. I searched Jingzhong's memories and then learned how to use the person's head. The barbarian witches must absolutely abide by the will of the teacher. They passed on from generation to generation. Fortunately, I got this precious thing to awaken my companions.

"You must help me solve the current problem." Tianhao got closer, his nervousness and excitement made his breathing not so smooth. He stared at Zhan Jianhua's eyes and locked in the focus: "I don't want this either. I can't choose when parasitic. I don't know that this body is carrying so many sins... Fortunately, the God of Luck is on my side so far. You are the prince of the hart clan, and you can change everything."

Zhan Jianhua felt a little headache. It was not an excuse or an interface, but a real physiological pain. The amplitude was mild and non-existent, just like the kind that people often feel when they were in the civilized era. If it were one or two pieces of aspirin could be effectively relieved, but there was no such thing now.

After changing to a more comfortable sitting position, he turned his left index finger on the temple on the side of the skull, gently massaged it, and asked casually: "Which year is it now?"

Tianhao, who was full of urgency, quickly replied: "Are you referring to Man Li?"

Zhan Jianhua smiled: "Of course it's the Man Diary. Our era is too far away from now. Calculated from the calendar at that time, it's meaningless to the present."

"In 1840." Tianhao thought for a moment: "I remember it should be this time, this is the memory of the host."

"You woke up much later than me." Zhan Jianhua sighed and shook his head, and his smile continued on his face, never disappearing: "I'm sorry, I don't know your name yet. Well... I meant before, your real name."

"My name is Long Tianhao."

"Military rank?" Zhan Jianhua asked quickly, without giving him time to think.

"Colin."

"A rank after automatic promotion?"

"No, before promotion. If it was after promotion, I should be a brigade general."

An indescribable pressure suddenly rose from Zhan Jianhua's heart. He couldn't help but increase the strength of his fingers pressing his temples, and forced a smile: "I didn't expect that your military rank is so high, and I, as a warrant officer, would have obtained it after promotion. If it were the past era, I would have to salute you. Now... I'm sorry, I haven't fully adapted to this body."

"I understand." Tianhao obviously didn't care about these trivial matters. He seemed more anxious than before: "We don't have much time anymore, you have to help me solve the problem as soon as possible."

"Are you referring to the murder king?" Zhan Jianhua spoke clearly, but his speech was very slow.

"Yes!" Tianhao wiped his face hard, and his whole body seemed a little confused: "If I could choose again, I would not be parasitized in this person's body. The whole tribe is trying to get me in. I don't want to die. This is not the result I want..."

"Wait first!" Suddenly, Zhan Jianhua raised his right hand and made a gesture to make Tianhao banish his words: "There is something I don't understand. You said I am the prince of the hart clan, and you are the murderer of my mother who conspired to kill the queen, that is, my current body... How did you approach this person and then parasitize my genetic spores in his body?"

"I was forced to no avail..." Tianhao lowered his head and grabbed his hair hard. The fatigue and helplessness made him look a few years old: "I know nothing about this world. This person fled to the mountain and happened to be my parasitic object. The feeling was very bad. I felt like I was a very small cell, a bug squirming in leaves and mud. After entering his body, I was immediately unconscious. I don't know how long I slept, but I finally woke up."

"Two days... maybe three days. I'm very scared. This is not the world we entered into the dormant warehouse. I want to escape and want to know what happened, but I can't get out at that time. You and a large group of people surrounded the hillside and searched in the forest. If you are caught, the ending will be dead."

"My only reliance is the shrunk head given to me by the priest."

"It would be great if there was a big man who stood up and spoke for me. Humph! It would be funny to think about it. If I had an assault rifle, I might be able to become an emperor in this world. But I have nothing and can do nothing now."

"I decided to take a risk. This is probably the biggest decision in my life."

"I took the initiative to go to those who were searching for me. I shouted loudly to see you, the original master of this body. He was the prince, and I lied that I knew some of his mother's secrets, which were related to the heir to the throne. He believed it, and, as I asked, took me into this room and talked alone."

Zhan Jianhua stared at Tianhao with a strange look, with a confused expression on his face: "I haven't found these thought fragments in the host's memory."

"I knocked you out." Tianhao smiled self-deprecatingly and spread his hands: "Anyway, I am also the champion of the military competition and fighting. A pampered guy is no match for me at all. They tied me with a rope, and I hid a small piece of iron in my hand. This is my plan: approach him, knock him out, and then implant your genetic spores on him... Now you understand! You must help me, otherwise they will kill me."

Zhan Jianhua frowned and kept blinking. He was thinking hard, trying to find the answer from his chaotic thoughts.

The wound on his left arm was faintly painful, and the suture method was very clumsy. He suddenly realized that the black sutures were actually hair.

A pain came from the side of the right corner of the eye. When you touch it gently with your fingers, you felt a swelling of skin. This shows that the area was hit hard and the force was quite large.

It should be true... The person in front of me knocked me out and then gave me a simple operation.

Zhan Jianhua had no doubt about this. He had a deep understanding of the northern barbarians. Except for himself, no one on this land would use needles and thread to sew wounds.

He has a number, and this cannot be faked no matter what.

I am indeed the prince of the hart race, and the same memory exists in the host's brain.

But why can't I find other relevant information in his story?

Adultery, murder, rebellion, escape... nothing is left, nothing is blank.

Short-term brain disorders can disrupt thinking. Human brains are actually very fragile. They are afraid of shock, especially heavy blows from outside, which will lead to changes and deficiencies in brain memory, and the central nervous system will also be affected. The common "amnesia" plots in the stories of wealthy families in the civilized era come from this. Of course, the actual incidence of amnesia is not that high.

Zhan Jianhua had encountered similar situations before. This is the case with the first and second parasites. The control of the host by genetic cells takes time and the best results cannot be achieved in the short term. According to Zhan Jianhua's personal experience, the adaptation period takes at least twelve hours.

The person in front of him... Brigadier General Long Tianhao, he should not have lie.

At least most of what he said is true.

"Let me take a rest." Zhan Jianhua made a quick decision, and he smiled gently, "Don't worry, now I'm awake, I'm the prince, I can order people outside to temporarily imprison you. Don't misunderstand, I don't mean to harm you. I just want to do things more safely. I don't have enough control over this body now, and I can't remember many things at all. Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, I should..."

"I know! But there is no time anymore!" Tianhao interrupted him impatiently: "The king is coming. This is still you... it was Lu Qingdong who told me in person."

A trace of suspicion flashed in Zhan Jianhua's eyes: "A ordinary murder case actually creates such a big battle?"

Tianhao's face was full of bitterness: "He loves his wife very much. He wants to take revenge."
Chapter completed!