Legend of the Tang Dynasty

Lin Cheng swallowed dryly, tilted his head to one side, and breathed hard while trying to recall the fragments in his mind. He clearly remembered that he was dead, with 23 knives in his body, how could he still be alive?But now the person holding him is flesh and blood, surrounded by constant noise, the sun is warm, and the body is painful.

Before he could turn around to ask questions, the old man punched him out, and Lin Cheng could still hear a series of curses when he was lying on the floor tiles.

"I, Mo Wangsheng, lost my fame all my life by you, a shameless bastard. If I knew this, I should have strangled you to death!"

Accompanied by such repeated yelling and cursing, Lin Cheng passed out again.

At night, Chen's mansion had long since returned to calm, surrounded by high walls outside the courtyard, but there were no rumors.Most of the servants and maidservants in the house were busy tearing down the red silk curtains that filled the courtyard. The paper-cut window grilles on the doors and windows and all the utensils that were originally prepared for the big wedding were replaced by the old ones.

Chen Ximing had already woken up, and the bright red brocade robe on his body had been replaced with a moon-white uniform.Even though he had an abnormal headache, he still sat on the edge of the bed with his back straight, and put his hands on his knees naturally. After a while, a servant girl knocked on the door and said

"Young master, the master told you...to go to the lobby..."

Chen Yuming regained his composure, and said in a deep voice, "Got it."

He walked through side halls and long corridors, and people still greeted him as usual along the way, and he also kept his eyes fixed on him, walking steadily with strides.

When he arrived at the lobby, he looked at his father sitting under the light in the main hall, and he was not as majestic as he had imagined.He walked over, his eyes were a little lonely, and then he knelt down on one knee, and then the other knee down.

Knowing his son's temper, Chen Wankuo still sat still and looked at him, and said in an incomprehensible tone, "I don't blame you for what happened today."

"The son is not cautious enough, and the entire Chen family is ashamed, and he is willing to be punished by his father."

"Are you willing to accept the punishment because of guilt, or to protect that kid Mo Buwan?" Chen Wankuo said

"My son is ashamed to face the ancestors of the Chen family, and may we be separated from each other forever." Chen Yuming, who has always been well-educated, gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Uncle Mo, although you are the head of our family's guard, and outsiders seem inferior, but you also know that he is your father and my savior, and he is also the teacher of my demon hunter. Even if he is not good at raising children, we can't blame him. As for him, in the final analysis, this kind of thing is beyond his control, it will not be too late for you to see it later, as long as you know how to measure it."

Chen Yuming suppressed the disgust in his heart and nodded. Chen Wankuo got up and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Get up, after a while, the rumors will fade away. You don't have to pay too much attention to this.

"Yes, it's just that my son prefers to punish himself, and doesn't want others to accuse me of being lax in the Chen family's discipline."

"Alright then." Chen Wankuo sighed heavily, and left with his walking stick.

Dim lights illuminated the corners of the house, but the brightness of the moonlight made it easier for the eyes to see. The cicadas outside the house were singing far and near. It is not too late.

He gradually opened his eyes, and blinked a few times weakly, everything around him was quite different from the day, without the noise and abuse, he felt more breathable.

Lin Cheng sat up from the bed, raised his hands and pressed his temples, then patted his chest and back, turned his arms, and found that he was indeed a living person. The feeling is really dozens of times better.

He looked around, there was no rich or elegant furnishings in the quaint room, but it was neat and orderly, Lin Cheng got up and walked towards the mirror, but this simple glance made him gasp.

He quickly looked at himself in the mirror. Although it was somewhat similar to him, it was by no means his face. He kept kneading his face with both hands, and the confused encounters during the day flooded into his mind instantly.

I am dead, I must be dead, and only when I am dead will I come to this man.

Lin Cheng fell back on the chair. He recalled the scene of falling into the river when he was alive. The cold river water surrounded him, and gradually he lost consciousness... until he woke up again, it became the present This look.

"It's not too late, your name is not too late." Lin Cheng muttered to himself looking at the mirror, and after a while, he smiled wryly and said, "What are you, isn't this me? I am not too late."

Lin Chengda hasn't had any good experiences since the first day he opened his eyes to see the world, let alone any good luck. He has experienced the worst things in the world, so now it seems that although he doesn't know what he will face, it is still considered There is nothing unacceptable to come back from the dead, not to mention... the current self looks pretty good.

He felt very uncomfortable looking at his red wedding dress. He found a robe in the closet and put it on. When he stood in front of the mirror and tidied up, looking at his current face, he couldn't help saying to himself:

"He looks better than me...the eyes are so big...the nose is so high." He looked carefully for a long time, and found that people are really unfair. In good shape.

In line with the principle that surviving a catastrophe will bring good fortune, this brand-new Mo Wukui opened the door, and he found that he was in a family that was either rich or expensive, and he was very rich. He knows it's not that simple.

He walked along the corridor in the yard. It was late at night, and there were only a few servants left on duty. After meeting Mobuwan, they all lowered their heads in a hurry and said, "Master, you are awake."

Lin Chengcheng doesn't know how to laugh, but Mo Buwan's appearance is really hard to pick on. A casual smile is as gentle as jade. He wanted to ask a few questions, but they all ran away in a hurry. Looking at their backs, Mo Buwan You can only keep walking.Until he saw Chen Ximing kneeling in front of the main hall, he walked over and said

"Uh... hello...?"

Chen Yuming turned his head abruptly after hearing the sound, and when he saw that it was him, he stood up like a conditioned reflex, and took a few steps back by the way to keep a certain distance from Mo Buwan.

Seeing him hiding from him like the plague, he thought to himself that the sons and brothers he had seen before were not as good as Mo Wuwan, but he could also attract cheers and hugs. What's wrong with this being so unpopular?

"What are you doing here?" Chen Yuming frowned slightly, disgusted

"I..." Mo Buwan pointed backwards, organized his words and said, "I just woke up...so..."

"Don't think about coming to me!" Chen Yuming interrupted him bluntly.

"Uh...no, I just woke up, I want to see..."

"What are you looking at?" Chen Yuming interrupted him sharply, "You can watch whatever you like, and stay away from me anyway!"

"Can you let someone finish talking?" Mo Wuwan was a little impatient, raised his right hand around his chest, and touched the back of the left ear. This was Lin Cheng's small gesture in the past.

"You've already done such a thing! What else do you want to say?" Chen Yuming said even more imposingly

"That's what I want to ask! What the hell did I do?" Mo Wuwan said

"You..." This caught Chen Yuming a little off guard. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, and then said, "Why are you pretending to be stupid? I don't care what tricks you play, I tell you it's impossible!"

Mo Buwan had never felt that Tian'er was so difficult to talk to, he sighed, and thought of a way he could accept and said

"After I woke up from a coma, I didn't remember anything. I only knew that my name was Mobuwan or I learned it from an old man who beat me during the day."

"What? Have you lost your memory?" Chen Yuming asked in surprise

"Yes, I really don't remember anything, can you please tell me what's going on?" Mo Buwan was impatient and perfunctory

Listening to what he said just now, he doesn't even know his own father, and he doesn't seem to know who Chen Ximing is anymore. Seeing him looking at himself all the time, he smacked his lips and said

"Brother, although I don't know you anymore, we live in the same courtyard. I heard some servants call me Young Master just now. Seeing your gentle appearance, we can't be brothers, right?"

"Who is your brother?" Chen Yuming turned sideways and said resolutely

"Then what is our relationship?"

"It doesn't matter." Chen Yuming emphasized

"Then who am I and who are you, you can always tell me, right?" Mo Buwan said helplessly

Although Chen Yuming still had doubts about him, he didn't want to waste any time talking with him, so he said bluntly, "My name is Chen Yuming, I am the son of the head of the Dali Temple's Demon Hunting Department, and the young master of the Chen family. The son of the head of the family, it's as simple as that."

Mo Buwan nodded meaningfully and said, "Guard? Why am I still a thug?"

"What did you say?" Chen Ximing asked

"Oh, it's nothing, then I am the son of your servant, why do they still call me young master?" Mo Buwan said casually

"Okay, don't pester me anymore! You can go if you don't want to go."

Chen Yuming shook his robe, and left without looking back. Looking at his straight waist, he shook his head and said, "What's wrong with rich people."

After spending such a long time, he still didn't ask anything. This Chen Yuming's avoidance of him is so obvious.After blowing the wind for a while, Mo Wuwan still felt a little uncomfortable. Looking around the empty surroundings, he said

"Forget it, go back first, and talk about it tomorrow."

When he woke up and opened the door, the sun was shining brightly, and the cleaning servants outside saw his expression became extremely unnatural. They wanted to say hello to them later, but found that they were all immersed in their own work. At this time A maid came over with a basin and said,

"It's not too late, master, you're up."

"Oh, what is this?" Mo Buwan pointed to the basin she was carrying and asked

"Wash up for you, young master."

Mo Buwan was stunned for a moment, obviously he was not used to this kind of life of being served by others, after he tidied up, he felt that this servant girl should be someone who knew him well, so he asked

"By the way, when I woke up yesterday, I found out that I don't remember many things. Tell me about it."

The maid said while helping him tidy up his clothes, "Master, what do you want to know?"

"This...for example...why did I pass out? Why did my father beat me? And why do everyone look at me so strangely?"

"Ah? You don't remember all this, master?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Seeing that she became a little hesitant, he asked later

"Yesterday was the young master's big wedding, you... gave him... drugged him."

"Huh?" Mo Buwan showed a dumbfounding expression and said, "Our relationship is so bad, no wonder he saw me yesterday and was afraid that I would poison him."

"This...it's not too late, master, it's not poison...it's..." Before the maid could say anything, her face turned red

Could it be too late to see that there was something in her words, and forced to ask, "What is that? Tell me quickly."

"It's... a drug, it's an aphrodisiac."

"What? What!" Mo Buwan jumped up in shock, he finally understood why those people and his "father" said that about him.

His mouth was still open in surprise, his mind was in a mess, he was thinking about how a man of steel could be resurrected into a man with such a habit.

"Young master... You should go and see Guanshi Mo, he is already mad at you."

Mo Buwan came back to his senses and said, "Oh, okay, that...you go down first."

After the maid left, he was worried. Thinking about it, it would be too late to cause a big disaster. It's not good to tease anyone, but he still wants to do this kind of thing when they are getting married.He bit his lip, and still thought it would be better to explain to Chen Ximing first, after all, he was not as good as Long Yang.

The Chen mansion is so big, he didn't know where Chen Ximing's room was, but when he saw a servant who was in trouble, he hurriedly asked, "Do you know where your young master's room is?"

The servant immediately smashed the things in his hands when he heard it, and said, "Master, what are you talking about? I don't know..."

Mo Buwan's temper suddenly rushed up, grabbed him and said, "Listen to me clearly, I don't have any habit of cutting off sleeves, I just want to explain it! Show me the way!"

The servant seemed to be frightened by his actions, and hurriedly took him there. When Mo Wuwan secretly sighed that he was such a cheap man, Chen Yuming happened to go out and bumped into him.

Seeing this, the servant who led the way ran away screaming and covered his eyes. Chen Yuming fixed his eyes and saw that it was him, and stepped back two steps as usual, "What are you going to do again!"

Mo Buwan also said in an unfriendly manner, "I asked you to tell me last night, but you didn't tell me. I came here to explain to you that I have no idea or interest in you. Do you understand?" ?”

Chen Yuming didn't expect him to say that, so he sneered and said, "It's not too late, do you think I will let down my vigilance? You ruined me like this when I got married, and you can still stay in Chen's mansion now." It's a miracle!"

"Heh." Mo Buwan laughed and said, "It's really unreasonable. Even if what happened yesterday is true, you can treat me as crazy and sick. Anyway, I'm not interested in you!"

Chen Yuming smiled helplessly, "You are crazy! Crazy, stay away from me! Don't get in the way!" He bumped into it and left sooner or later.

Mo Buwan had an inexplicable expression, and secretly said, "I don't believe that I can't get back this reputation."

He put down his hands on his waist, brushed his hair and left. After walking angrily for a while, he realized that he had nowhere to go. After being resurrected, he could neither do what he did before, He didn't know what he was doing every day. After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that he still had a bedridden father. Just like that, he lingered at the door for a while, scratching his head and decided to go in and take a look.