Among the clones created by Lu Yuan, Monk Shulong changed his beliefs, Lu Lingmeng completely deviated, Lu Xiaoer was always so ordinary that he was ignored, and the magician Lu Liu was a research madman. Among all the clones, only Lu Wu, who inherited the side of Lu Yuan's businessman, was the best chatter with him (it wasn't just talking to himself!).

What's more, this guy not only embezzled hundreds of millions of taels of silver, but also married more than a dozen concubines who were as beautiful as a flower! He was very similar to Lu Yuan in terms of lust and greed for money.

"I heard that Heshen actually embezzled 800 million taels of silver? Alas, God is jealous of heroes! I just have to give me three more years. It would be no problem to work harder than him." Lu Wu lay in the coffin with a look of regret, and kept talking nonsense. In fact, Lu Wu is already fine! You must know that Heshen was conscientiously corruption in his lifetime under the premise of the Qing Dynasty's unification of the country.

"...Also, Lao Lu, I warn you not to touch my concubines! I dare to mention to me 'I raised my wife', I will tell you! You are a pervert who makes you feel safe at all... Forget it, just give them some silver to each of them to keep their lives rich and happy, don't interfere with anything else. Let them go back to their own houses and find their own mothers, don't wait for me... I guess it will be the Republic of China when I open my eyes."

Lu Yuan smiled and listened, while lowering his head to set up the program on the coffin. This coffin is actually a cultivation warehouse equipment, but it is made into a coffin style, so it is preserved. Lu Wu, the clone, is not like the Dragon Monk and the others. After cultivation, the souls of those clones will be more condensed and reincarnated into a new body. But Lu Wu is an ordinary person from the end, and his soul consumes too much energy while waiting for Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan could only put him in the training chamber and slowly responded. It was initially estimated that it would take at least two hundred years for Lu Wu's soul to grow to the point where he could control his new body. At that time, it would be the Republic of China.

"...I like Lu Xiaoman's story and want to happen to her something; but Zhou Xuan's appearance is more in line with my aesthetic sense, and she has a golden voice. It's really hard to make a decision." Lu Xiaoman and Zhou Xuan are both characters among the four beauties in the Republic of China. Lu Wu's heart is indeed very big. Just after accepting the reality of sleeping for two hundred years, he actually began to plan how to flirt with girls in the Republic of China...

"Then you have to pray first that their mothers are not harmonious with the butterfly wings~" Lu Yuan complained.

There was a time whenever there was a change in the historical line. Some people would inevitably say "butterfly effect" and "chain reaction". Everyone talked about the example of "butterfly flapping their wings and causing sea storms" and it seemed that it would happen. In fact, everyone who told this story deliberately ignored the attribution set for "butterfly effect" "at a near impossible probability"!

When a butterfly flaps its wings, it is "possible" rather than "necessarily" to trigger a storm; the causes of a storm are as many as tens of thousands of items. The wings of a butterfly may be just an insignificant one of them. As long as there is no "chain reaction" to amplify, this factor may not even be worth one billionth of the weight. This is the part that has been ignored.

The premise of "chain reaction" is even more harsh. Only those who cannot understand "Theory of Probability" will regard this story as the truth.

"You are disappointed, do you know? I believe they will be there... because beautiful people should not disappear silently." Lu Wu changed his position, found a comfortable position to close his eyes, and sprayed the cigarette butt out of the coffin with a slight slap.

"Besides, our influence on history may not be as great as we imagined. Perhaps a few years later, everything has changed back to its original state, and the inertia of history is terrible. Didn't someone say: I once wanted to change the world, later I wanted to change China, later I wanted to change Beijing, and later I wanted to change the Forbidden City. In the end, I wanted to change my wife. But until I died, I realized that I couldn't even change myself..."

"You have ten seconds left. Do you have any wishes to make? As long as I can do it." Looking at the time, Lu Yuan took the initiative to interrupt the chat mode.

Lu Wu thought about it and said seriously. "I don't want to watch braids anymore." Lu Yuan twitched his lips and finally nodded. "A good dream", pressing his fingers on a green button.

When the lid of the cultivation chamber closed in the middle, Lu Wu finally said before disappearing, "Don't be confused by anger. This time, the matter... looks like a pit no matter how you look!"

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Lu Yuan knew very well that the "Shaving Order" was not like, but definitely a big pit!

Others don’t know, but Lu Yuan knew that Sun Zhixi, the traitor who proposed the hair shaving order, was cut alive in court. Everyone said that it was done by Ran Min, Wudao, King Ran Min, but that thing was actually done by him and the luck of China. In order to safeguard the interests of the people of China, the two sides have cooperated for a full ten years! But now the "Shaving Order" kills the people of the north and the north. There are countless people in the Yellow River shouting the name of "Ran Min, King Ran Min" to the sky, praying that he can show his holy and save the people under the butcher knife! His eyes are crying and bleeding!

But since the Chinese fortune has been disconnected from Lu Yuan, it has been pretending to be deaf and dumb. Isn’t this clear enough?

Besides, although Changmei and others didn't know who Lu Yuan was, they never gave up digging out the "master behind the scenes". It's just that Lu Yuan's routine was too deep, and they had relied too much on the innate arts and numerology before. They were always led by Lu Yuan. But these people's IQs must be fine. If they can be deceived, they will always wake up one day. Moreover, although Lu Yuan's actions did not leave any handle, he himself is a huge weakness! He will definitely be caught by someone at a glance!

When the Yangzhou massacre of the city, he was furious and the "Killing Hu Order" stopped the Qing army from going south for ten years.

Sun Zhixie was cut alive in court for placing a "head shaving order", and Sun Kewang was killed in front of the army.

After the Southern Ming Dynasty was hopeless, Li Dingguo suddenly rose from a mere local warlord, and now he has the strength to win the world.

Before Li Dingguo rose up, the southern defense line of the Qing Dynasty collapsed in a tacit way! Then rumors broke out about killing Qing soldiers and taking merits.

...

As long as someone who is interested gathers all of this information, a little analysis can easily find out the rules, and then discover that the problem is actually an angry young man! The truth is revealed to the world. You must know that the idea of ​​a strategist may not be speculated, but the behavior pattern of an angry young man can be predicted. It is said that the snipers during World War II had a routine, which was to first injure a soldier, leave him at the gun as bait, and then shoot those who wanted to help him.

Lu Yuan is the one who knows that the bait is being stared at by a gun, but still walks out of the bunker...

Rows of new wooden coffins were neatly placed on the hillside. A tomb of five feet deep was dug next to each coffin. At the foot of the mountain, there were ten large carriages lined up in rows, and the frames were as flat as a platform. Lu Yuan and a dozen pestles were busy silently: First, Lu Yuan found the head and torso of the same person from a pile of corpses. Then he handed it to the pestle to sew the head on his body. Then some women covered in facial hair washed the blood, changed into a mourning dress, and finally carried it into the coffin by several half-aged children, and carried it to the hillside for burial.

The whole process was numb and heavy. They were repeating the same process mechanically, and no one spoke. These hundreds of people were old, young, men and women. But there were almost no young and strong men except Lu Yuan.

During the silent work, occasionally someone looked up at the sky. Only at this time did the man's eyes look so angry! There seemed to be a pleasure to taste hatred in his eyes! The new cemetery was facing the east gate of Fenyang. At this moment, the four gates of Fenyang City were wide open, and the whole city was silent. The street was so deserted that even a dog could not be seen! Only the thick black clouds pressed on the city low, as if they were about to crush the entire city.

If you look closely, you will find that there is no black cloud, it is clearly composed of millions of iron swords flying around the sky!

At this time, two people suddenly appeared at the city gate... No, they should be said to be a half-old boy and a dead old man! The boy bent his body and carried the old man with his back, and walked hard to the cart. He first placed the old man's body carefully on the straw mat. Then he knelt down at the group of people here, and several heads hit the bluestone road! He bleed his forehead!

"My father was forced to be a traitor, and was humiliated by shaving his hair and hanging himself on the beam! Please ask King Wu Dao to avenge his father! The boy vowed to be a cow and horse in this life, and he would also avenge your great kindness!"

Many people in the team looked at him, but no one spoke. Because they seemed to see the scene when they joined this strange team, and they never tired of watching the scene that followed. After a moment, a few red lights suddenly appeared on his father's body, flying towards Fenyang City behind him. There seemed to be a few lightning bolts in the dark clouds. Then several shrill screams sounded in Fenyang City! After a while, several iron swords flew out of the city with bloody heads and shook them down in front of a grave on the hillside.

"Bury your father there." Lu Yuan pointed without raising his head.

"Boy's life will be yours from now on!" The boy kowtowed repeatedly, and the blood soaked the road surface! After he personally packed up the burial for his father, he joined the crowd silently. The huge funeral team had another...

Coffins, shrines and even food are continuously transported by "Tianxia Ji".

When Lu Yuan came to the gate of Kaifeng Prefecture and took off his heads hanging on the gate one by one, there were only a few friends from "The Legend of the World" behind him. When he walked past one city after another and arrived in Fenyang, there was a funeral procession of hundreds of people behind him. They were children who lost their fathers, widows who had lost their husbands, and survivors of the family who had lost their families, and were gathered together.

...

The last tomb was filled with soil, except for the family members who were kneeling in front of the grave and crying. Countless people supported each other and came to the top of the hillside to stand. They looked at Fenyang City in front of them, silently as if they were performing some kind of ceremony.

Lu Yuan waved his hand, and millions of sharp swords smashed towards the entire city like rainstorms! This is an era of immortal arts. The blood of the sins committed a few days ago has not been dried. How can we not repay them? This sword rain will never kill one by mistake, nor will it indulge one! Anyone who does evil, whether Manchus or Han people who help the evil, will return ten times the tyranny they have committed on others!

Good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded. It is not that you will not be rewarded, but the time has not come! Even if the heaven does not repay you, I will still repay you!

With a "boom", when the sword rain fell, hundreds of people knelt on the hill as if they were breathing, howling in unison, and their voices were like weeping blood.

Lu Yuan walked down the hillside, climbed the carriage in the front, waved his hands at the convoy casually and ordered, "Go to Taiyuan." So the carriage moved, and took hundreds of people who were still crying on the road, winding towards Taiyuan, the city of Shanxi. When passing through the north gate of Fenyang, dozens of figures in the team were added, and some people left with great gratitude. Regardless of coming and going, Lu Yuan always closed his eyes and sat in the car to rest, not caring about it.

After passing through Wenshui, Jiaocheng, Qingxu and other counties, a martyr who died in the "Shaving Order" was carried on a car and would be buried outside Taiyuan City in the future. As for those who are accomplices of the tiger, they will inevitably be cut into pieces! Lu Yuan was determined to be ********** this time! Therefore, he pushed the cities over slowly and was unwilling to do so!

...

Seeing that the convoy was about to arrive in Taiyuan, the convoy suddenly stopped. After a while, the shopkeeper lifted the curtain and reported, "Young Master, someone is blocking in front."

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and his eyes penetrated the slutty carriages and horses. He saw an old monk with white eyebrows standing in the middle of the road ahead. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!