My vest is full of bosses

Agarwood was floating in the narrow carriage, Yan Huaixing leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes tiredly, his face was pale, and even his lips were abnormally dry.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes deep.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Mobai handed him a cup of warm tea, "Brother Yan, you have been calling someone's name just now."

Yan Huaixing took his tea and suddenly looked up at him, "Who?"

Lin Mobai smiled, "Shen Xiangan, the champion?"

Seeing Yan Huaixing's face suddenly changed, Lin Mobai continued, his voice was somewhat inducing and puzzled, "Why do you say that he will definitely die?"

Yan Huaixing opened his mouth, covered his lips and coughed a few times, his already pale face became more and more transparent, as if it would disappear into the sky in the next second.

"Probably had a nightmare about him."

boom--

While the two were talking, the carriage slammed on the brakes.

The coachman's vague voice came from outside the car, "My lord, we have already arrived near the capital, but there seem to be many guards at the city gate in front, and it looks like something happened."

Yan Huaixing gently opened the light-colored curtains, and looked sideways out of the window.

This spacious avenue is bustling with the naked eye, but it is strange that there are not many people on the avenue that used to come and go.

At the gate of the city, only a few tens of meters away, hundreds of soldiers stood crookedly with long guns/guns in their hands, looking at the surroundings outside the city with casual expressions.

"What's there to check? Who doesn't know that the guards in the capital are the strongest in the country? Do those two little thieves dare to come back? You've been frightened to the point of shit?"

A soldier with a dog's tail in his mouth snorted and said with some disdain.

Another chubby soldier frowned, "I don't know where these two thieves have the courage to sneak up on the young masters of the noble family, they are really emboldened, alas, when will we Only then can you enter a noble’s house as a guard.”

He suddenly lowered his voice, "It is said that the oil and water inside is more than one."

The two continued to chat about the gossip of the noble family, and finally saw the captain looking towards them with a serious face, so they fell silent.

In the distance, a carriage was faintly seen approaching. When the plain carriage reached a few meters from the city gate, a fatter soldier stepped forward and stopped the two carriages with an arrogant expression.

The coachman stopped the carriage and got off. Before he could tell the young man in the carriage, another soldier arrogantly tried to lift the curtain.

"Hey, the people inside get out of the car, we have to check..."

From their point of view, sitting in such an ordinary and desolate carriage is just ordinary civilians. They have no money to fish at all, so it doesn't matter if they bully them casually.

The light-colored curtain was suddenly lifted gently by a hand. That hand was flawless in white jade, with well-defined joints, but it didn't look like the hand of an ordinary commoner, but more like it came from a nobleman who had been pampered for a long time.

Walking out of the carriage was a young man in a snow fox padded jacket with a face like beautiful jade, his black hair tied behind his head like silk and satin, his temperament was like Zhilan Yushu, and he had a sense of elegance and elegance.

This doesn't look like an ordinary person in any way.

The two soldiers in front of the carriage suddenly became a little scared, their bodies trembling slightly, and cold sweat dripped from their foreheads uncontrollably.

Lin Mobai smiled at them, but did not speak, but watched Yan Huaixing calmly as he stepped out of the carriage.

The faces of the two soldiers were completely pale.

Although Yan Huaixing was not wearing silk or satin, he had an extraordinary aura, like a lush forest and bamboo.

Trembling all over, they knelt down and kowtowed vigorously to Yan Huaixing and Lin Mobai, their heads hit the ground with a bang.

Yan Huaixing was a little puzzled at first, but when he looked at Lin Mobai's attire and temperament, he suddenly understood something. In this world, nobles are destined to be superior to others by nature.

Lin Mobai looked at the two people on the ground with a calm expression, and the feeling of being superior and not taking anything seriously became more and more obvious.

he asks.

"Why did you suddenly increase the guards at the city gate?"

"My lord, today two thieves suddenly attacked the sons of the big family in the capital, and they are now hiding..."

The slightly bloated soldier had a flattering tone and a flattering expression that was visible to the naked eye.

"I don't know which family the young master belongs to, but the slave is willing to..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Mobai snorted coldly.

He was slapped hard on the forehead by another thinner soldier, "Look at what you said? Is this something you can ask?"

The thin soldier flattered him, "As far as I know, one of the thieves seems to be pretending to be the third son of the Lin family, cheating on food and drink..."

Lin Mobai's expression suddenly became subtle.

Surname Lin?

Could it be Lin Chen?

So, who is the other one?

......

Lin Chen is now hiding everywhere sadly, and fleeing with him in embarrassment is Yan Yao, who is incompatible with the surrounding ancient environment, wearing modern clothes and glasses.

After the inexplicable illusion suddenly dissipated, he found himself still in the room of the teahouse.

There was a lot of drinking and drinking, and the house was full of friends. Apart from the familiar faces in the illusion, there were a few unfamiliar faces. They laughed and drank wine, and even called a few beautiful and charming singers to add to the fun.

He looked at this scene with a blank face. The boy in black brocade clothes named Qin Mu was still enjoying the wine with great interest, but suddenly he glanced at him, his eyes became gloomy and terrifying, and he calmly summoned himself from outside the door Ten servants and guards wanted to catch him.

Naturally, Lin Chen couldn't be caught without a fight, he jumped directly from the window, but the supernatural power that could be used before was completely out of order, if he hadn't learned physical skills, he might have been caught long ago.

Yan Yao, who suddenly fell from the sky, solved his urgent need. He directly knocked out several people who were chasing Lin Chen behind him.

What happened afterwards was that the two of them began to hide and hide. Now they were huddled under a low wall, and the surrounding dense jungle almost completely concealed their figures.

Lin Chen asked softly, "What's the matter? Why did you suddenly fall from the sky?"

Yan Yao's face was dark. To him, this was all dark history. He actually knocked several people unconscious from the sky.

He said unhappily, "I was originally in the desert just now, but the surroundings suddenly became illusory, and I fell from the sky."

Lin Chen rubbed his nose and thought, "Speaking of which, my surroundings also suddenly became illusory, but I saw a short scene in that illusion."

Yan Yao also became serious, "I also saw a war in the illusion. In the barren desert, an army was fighting the enemy, and many people died. There was also a young general in black who seemed to have seen it. I."

"He said, 'Go to Shen Xiangnan quickly'."

He imitated the desperate begging tone of the young general in black and repeated, "Please, save him..."

Lin Chen's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Shen Xiangan?"

Yan Yao looked up at him, "What?"

Lin Chen said in a serious tone, "I've seen him before. In that illusion, he was also in the room I escaped from just now. He was with those nobles."

"And..." He paused, his voice a little dry, "At that time, that Qin Mu said to him darkly, 'Shen Xiangan, one day, you will die a miserable death'."

"So the owner of this tomb is Shen Xiangnan?" Lin Chen felt very uncomfortable.

His eyes seemed to reappeared in front of his eyes, that pair of gentle eyes and that incompatible white figure holding a book in his hands, sitting among the playboys.

Yan Yao's heart suddenly felt a little heavy, he almost forgot that this is a person's tomb, and the illusions he and Lin Chen saw were closely related to a name.

There is a great possibility that the owner of this tomb is Shen Xiangnan.

"We may have to find out how Shen Xiangnan died." Yan Yao said. "Perhaps saving him in this illusion is the key to breaking the situation."

Lin Chen said, "In that illusion, I only knew the names of Shen Xiangan and Qin Mu, so Qin Mu may have a lot to do with this matter. His relationship with Shen Xiangan is extremely bad. Will he kill him? What about Shen Xiangnan?"

Yan Yao pondered, "It would be great if I could meet that Qin Mu, maybe I can figure out all the things he did behind Shen Xiangnan's dead voice."

"Shen Xiangan won the first prize, but Qin Mu was very angry and cursed him to die. He felt that he was jealous that Shen Xiangan was better than himself, so he murdered him..."

Is it really?

Yan Yao always felt that something was wrong.