My vest is full of bosses

"Master, son."

The boy looked very young, and there was a bit of unconcealable fear on his immature and fair cheeks, "Please, go up, we can't disobey you, sir."

His words seemed to be a bit inconsistent, the son in front refers to Lin Chen, and the son in the back naturally refers to a member of the teahouse, the natural panic and timidity is hard to fake.

Lin Chen is naturally not someone who is easily persuaded. Although the young man in front of him looks like a living human being, don't forget that this is inside an ancient tomb.

Although he is not as good as Lin Mobai, he is also a genius in the alliance headquarters, and he has completed many difficult tasks alone.

Even though he was a little dazed and confused when he first appeared here, he has calmed down now, observing his surroundings calmly.

He couldn't ignore the repulsive and malicious sights around him that were almost condensed into reality.

The handsome servant was still by his side, tears were about to come out of his eyes, his eyes were red, he looked pitiful.

Could this man really be a monster?

Although Lin Chen knew that he shouldn't let his guard down, the emotion and demeanor of this young man in front of him were too vivid.

He thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"If you are afraid that you will be punished by your master when you go back, you might as well come with me."

The servant was stunned suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Can I leave?"

Lin Chen nodded slightly.

He is tall, and only his sharp jawline can be seen from the angle of the servant, "Don't be afraid of them, I am very strong."

He hasn't used his abilities much recently, and he hasn't warmed up for too long, and he almost forgot that he is also a member of the so-called "genius".

There is no word "fear" in their dictionary at all.

Lin Chen raised his head and looked back at the group of people or ghosts in the tall teahouse. The chilly sunlight shone in his clear and clear pupils, vaguely reflecting the distorted and vicious faces of those people. .

A crackling energy ball slowly appeared in his hand.

An arc of silvery white light with a hint of purple flashed continuously in the palm of his hand.

He decided to trust his instincts.

This isn't time-traveling, and these things aren't human.

boom -

A dazzling silver-white light pierced the sky in an instant, and the sound of thunder that broke the sky and earth was deafening to the ears.

The servant next to him squatted on the ground with his head in his arms in horror, his face was so pale and transparent that there was no trace of blood. At first glance, he looked more like a moving body than a human being.

After lightning and thunder.

The originally crowded street was deserted, but the tall and luxurious tea house was already in depression and dilapidated, and the gloomy cold wind blew past.

Only dilapidated dilapidated sheds remained of the yelling stalls on the street.

Lin Chen was stunned.Although he vaguely guessed that this place would not be real, but when he saw all this with his own eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little lonely in his heart.

He couldn't help but took a step forward.

The scene in front of him changed rapidly.

The streets became bustling again, with the sound of gongs and drums, the voices of people, and the prostitutes in the brothels and Chuguan flung handkerchiefs sewn with various patterns and winked at the men outside, smiling coquettishly.

The hawkers on the street shouted loudly, soliciting passers-by who came and went on the side of the road.

The luxurious teahouse was full of noble sons and gentlemen. They waved exquisite fans, painted with makeup, and looked at the crowd below with undisguised contempt and ridicule.

It turned back to the original.

It's just that this time it's different——

Lin Chen looked at the delicate blue narrow-sleeved gown on his body in surprise, raised his arm slightly, and saw the wide sleeves slipping down.

How is this going?

At this time, a young boy in coarse linen clothes suddenly ran out from the teahouse. He was panting and clutching his chest, his voice trembling, "Mr. Lin, my master is waiting for you inside."

Lin Chen looked at the person who had the same face as before, and even the running movements and breathing rate were the same, but the lines were different this time.

The boy felt a little strange seeing him looking at his face all the time.

"Master Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Chen came to his senses and shook his head.

"Nothing, let's go."

He wanted to see what the "Master" in the teahouse was.

......

on the carriage.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and both of them remained silent.

After all, it was Yan Huaixing who broke the deadlock first. His expression was solemn but cold. He was obviously a frail scholar, but he forcibly saw the expression of the future founding emperor with iron and blood methods.

"My dear brother, have you seen it? This is the world today. In the capital, nobles are singing and dancing, and there are wine pools and meat forests. Outside the capital, barbarians are staring at them. Thousands of people are displaced, starving to death and freezing to death in this icy world... .This place is not human, it is clearly hell."

Lin Mobai was stunned, "Why are you telling me this? I thought that in your eyes, I should also belong to that so-called 'noble person'."

Yan Huaixing's eyes were slightly curved, and a clear smile appeared on his elegant face.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that Brother Xian doesn't belong here."

He added warm boiled water to his empty teacup, and his slightly lowered eyelids covered the fiery and devout light in his pupils.

"It's more like a fairy in the sky."

"A fairy?" Lin Mobai murmured, then shook his head with a smile, "No, I'm not a fairy."

Obviously you are more like it.

Huai Xing Pillows on the Moon——Yan Huai Xing.

......

"Okay, stop joking with my brother." Yan Huaixing said, "Where does my brother want to go this time? Maybe I can give you a ride."

Lin Mobai replied, "Jingcheng, I want to find my friend."

Yan Huaixing said pleasantly, "I am also going to the capital, and I am also looking for my friend. We are really destined."

He patted his head suddenly, "Maybe, you still know him, after all, judging by his conversation and appearance, he should be from a family."

"His name is Shen Xiangnan, and he was the number one scholar in the previous session."

......

"His name is Shen Xiangnan, and he was the number one scholar in the previous session."

The memories of all his vests are shared.

Messy and chaotic memories surged fiercely in his mind, Shen Xiangnan closed his scarlet blood pupils in pain, and his pale and slender fingertips scraped the tree trunk beside him.

Yan Huaixing was not just a friend he made when he was relegated.

They knew each other earlier.

The master who knew Yan Huai's star-witted eyes was his father's teacher. When he was young, he went to visit that master with his father, and thus got acquainted with this humble commoner.

The two hit it off right away, and although their status was very different, they became good friends. Shen Xiangnan only stayed there for two months before returning to the capital.

The relationship between the two gradually faded, until suddenly one day, his father's teacher died of illness and sent a letter, Yan Huaixing wanted to go to Beijing to meet him again.

......

Lin Mobai has also been in this tomb for four or five days unknowingly. These days, he is basically on his way. He leans against the wall of the car sleepily, with the soft blanket prepared for him by Yan Huaixing behind him. Pillow.

The last time Yan Huaixing asked him if he knew Shen Xiangnan, he naturally denied it. After all, he knew that Lin Mobai was just an outsider in this tomb, so how could he have anything to do with Shen Xiangnan?

Shen Xiangnan's past, the memories he saw, heard, and felt in the ghost king's vest made him almost go crazy in the ghost king's vest.

This time, they didn't meet each other.

Yan Huaixing left the capital with regret, thinking that he would never see his friends again in this life. Unexpectedly, in the second year after he left the capital, a new county magistrate came to his hometown.

That person is Shen Xiangnan.

At that time, Shen Xiangnan looked a little downcast, but there was still a gentle and firm light in his eyes, and his gestures were still elegant and noble. He was also very happy when he saw Yan Huaixing.

In this impoverished small town, Shen Xiangnan did not perfunctory his official duties.

In just one year, he made this small county prosperous and prosperous, and the whole county took on a new look, and he also received an order from the capital to transfer him back to the capital.

Yan Huaixing was happy for him, but he never thought that this was the last time he saw Shen Xiangnan.

That glorious Shen Xiangan died in the most disgraceful way.

His body couldn't be put together neatly.