A gentleman takes revenge, relying on his face for ten years

It was this dream again.

repressed.Tragic.As familiar as the palm lines.

The smog covered the top, and soldiers approached the city.The sun shines through the cracks in the black clouds, reflecting on the armor of the soldiers, reflecting a dazzling silver light.The sound of beating drums came from the distant sky, and lonely smoke slowly rose at the end of the desert.The murderous aura spread like a thick fog between the heaven and the earth.

He stood on the [-]-foot-high tower, overlooking the dark army array and fluttering banners below.

Before Wanjun, the armored general on horseback.

The cloak is like blood, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

The wind and sand are too big and the distance is too far.I can't see the other person's face clearly, but every time I remember that the arrow shot by that person's bow pierced my heart without hesitation, waking myself up with pain.

"—Ah!!" He yelled, and opened his eyes dripping with cold sweat.

"Crack!" The tip of the chalk hit the forehead precisely, and fell on the spread Ma Zhe book and rolled twice.

The professor on the podium pushed his reading glasses and frowned so much that he could crush a Marx: "This is a classroom! You can sleep as long as you want, what is the ghost calling?"

"Lectures every day are like monks chanting scriptures, and people are not allowed to have nightmares..." The boy stood up angrily.

He is tall and thin, wearing a black jacket and jeans.The outline of the facial features still has the immatureness of a high school student, but there is a distinctive ruffian between the brows.

The professor couldn't help shrinking his head: "You, what are you going to do?"

"The flies are too noisy to sleep here, so I'll go back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep." He put away his books with a sneer, put his schoolbag on his back, and walked out of the classroom swaggeringly.

"What?" The old professor was so angry that his beard was trembling, "What's your name? Just wait until the end of the semester!"

"Whatever. I'm not afraid of a lot of money!"

"That's a lot of money!"

The person who walked to the door turned his head, his playful eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot.He drew circles around his temple with his index finger a few times, smiled mockingly, turned and disappeared.

"Okay...very good! Just wait and see how much money you have!" The professor said with his left hand on his hips and his right hand pointing at the door, gnashing his teeth.

There was a murmur mixed with laughter in the classroom, and several first-year students whispered to each other below.

"Hey, who is this buddy? You are so crazy in freshman year, do you still want to graduate?"

"Young Master Liang, you don't even know? The family is quite powerful in the provincial capital, and I heard that they are gangsters."

"Then why did you come to our poor place?"

"It seems that I failed the college entrance examination, and I forgot to write my name in one subject."

"Damn, can you get another one if you lose one course? This stuff is for the top students in Qingbei..."

In the midst of the chaos, a fat man sitting in a corner weakly raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I am Qian Duoduo."

The old professor twitched his eyes and asked, "Then who was that kid just now?!"

"He's from the history department, called..."

"Liang, Enthalpy!"

"Liang is the beam of the pillars, and the enthalpy is the enthalpy of Huojinkou." Outside the gate of University C, a boy leaned leisurely against the wall, and gestured to the fortune-teller wearing sunglasses in front of the booth.

The old blind man nodded, pretending to calculate in his hands, his bark-like old face trembled suddenly, and said in shock: "My God!"

Liang Han came alive: "How is it?"

"I have been divination for more than forty years, and I have never seen such a bad fate!"

"..."

"The sky, the earth, and the personality are fierce, and they are really ominous omens!"

"My co-author is a D-cup." Liang Han stroked his chest and asked, "Will I still have a bloody disaster within seven days?"

"It's not seven days." The other party shook his head, "It's within seven hours."

He lowered his head and glanced at his watch, the pointer was pointing to 11 noon.Liang Hao smiled: "Do you know where I am seven hours later?"

The old blind man sighed sadly, "I'm not in this world anymore."

"Hey, old man, I'm welcome to talk nonsense again! Respecting the old and loving the young is not easy for me." Seeing the bus coming into the platform, he took out a banknote and handed it over, "Look at you in the cold weather It's not easy to set up a stall to fool people, and you still keep cursing me for taking care of your business..."

The old blind man didn't take the money, but just shook his head: "Young man, listen to the old man's persuasion, don't get in this 748."

"Yeah? Amazing." Liang Han turned his head in surprise, "So many buses stop here, how do you know it's 748?"

"Nonsense." The other party quickly took off his sunglasses, "I'm not blind!"

A group of ancient tombs has just been excavated in the farmland on the outskirts of the neighboring city, and judging from the specifications, it is likely to be the tomb of the royal family.If Liang Han's guess is correct, it should be the legendary mysterious kingdom lost in the torrent of time.As long as supporting royal artifacts are unearthed, this gap in ancient history can be successfully filled.

That's why he didn't want to waste his good time in school, reading those history books that he had memorized by heart.Of course, that place still has to go and come back quickly.If you skip too many classes and get informed by your instructor, you will have to face men's and women's doubles when you go home.

After getting in the car, Liang Han put his schoolbag on the seat next to him, rubbed his frozen red hands, took out his cell phone and turned it off.

Looking at the shadows of trees passing by outside the window, he exhaled a few breaths of white air and murmured, "I hope this time I can solve the mystery of that dream."

The bus turned the corner and drove onto the ring road.In the rhythmic jolt, he quickly fell asleep.

However, the destination that this car drove to was a place that Liang Han never thought of.

On December 2015, 12, the news media of Nanjiang Province reported a traffic accident:

At 18 o'clock tonight, a major car accident occurred in the suburbs of Lu'an City.A long-distance bus overturned from the viaduct and fell into the river. The driver and eight passengers were injured and sent to the hospital. A male passenger died on the spot...

The moment he fell into the river, Liang Han was in a daze.

The ice-cold water poured into the clothes without any gaps, like thousands of piercing steel needles, constantly stinging the skin.He opened his mouth to call for help, but he was only filled with ice water.The burning pain of suffocation spread in the lungs, the darkness in front of my eyes was cramped, my consciousness gradually became blurred, and I kept sinking to the bottom of the water, as if I had entered another world...

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will go to hell sooner or later." An old and hoarse voice came from the darkness.

Liang Hao recognized the other party: "Old god stick, is it you? You... are you here to save me?"

The other party chattered and said with a strange smile: "Sorry kid, you have entered the funeral home now, and the old man can't save you."

"What! I, am I already... dead?" He was just a virgin, he had neither a girlfriend nor a boyfriend, and he died in such an inexplicable way? !

"Of course, if you don't want to die, the old man can't help."

"Help? Who the hell are you?"

"The old man is not human."

After listening to the old magic stick explain a few words, Liang Hao knew that the other party was actually a legendary fairy!This shocked him, an atheist who had just finished (slept) Ma Zhe class.

Wenchang Xingjun, with the title of Commander, is a civil servant at the bottom of the Heavenly Court, and is in charge of the reincarnation of mortals.Liang Han was lucky to meet him, and got the chance to delete the account and try again.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Actually...it's a bug." The old man rubbed his hands embarrassingly, "You were supposed to be reincarnated in the royal family and become a prince. But my eyes blurred and my hand slipped, and I compared you with a man with the same name. Got mixed up."

Liang Han: "..."

"I can't blame all this on me, it's all due to Tianting's delay in retirement! I should have enjoyed the blessings at this age, why bother to mess around with your evil fate every day..." Si Ming muttered cheekily , "The lord with the same name as you did a lot of stupid things after he became the throne, messing up the dragon's veins and the destiny line. The old man was also deducted 500 years of bonus for this incident, and now he has to do it all over again. You go to yours."

Liang Han turned a little bit around the corner: "So this car accident is your fault?!"

"That was arranged by the superiors. I don't have such great authority as a part-time worker." The old man shrugged. It can be said that fate is destined, but disaster cannot be avoided."

"If I agree, will I never be able to come back?"

"You shouldn't have come to this world, why bother?" Si Ming sighed, "Liang Han, you are the emperor who is destined to be the emperor, shouldering the responsibility of the common people, going there is far more useful than being a bastard here. "

"Who is a bastard?" Liang Han stared, "I don't want to go."

"You don't want to be emperor either?"

"Is there a computer, TV, psp in that place? Is there a movie game Internet? Is there a car, plane, KFC? Is there an air conditioner, a refrigerator, and a flush toilet?" Liang Han sneered, "You think I'm one of those idiots who dream of time travel every day and become a prince? I study ancient times. The history is not short, and I know that the life of the common people in the 21st century is far more comfortable than that of the emperor. Why should I return from a highly developed civilization to a backward feudal society?"

Si Ming was taken aback for a moment, pondered for a moment, and persuaded: "But you also know that once you reach the position above ten thousand people, you will have the power to kill and kill."

"I'm only interested in supreme pizza."

Si Ming still didn't give up: "Being an emperor, you can marry as many women as you want, and you can divorce whoever you want, and no one dares to file a divorce lawsuit with you."

It is undeniable that the temptation of three thousand beauties is hard for men from eighteen to eighty to resist.

Liang Han hesitated and said, "But I still can't let go of my family."

"I don't see that you are still a filial person. You have not been angry with your parents in the past 18 years." Si Ming smiled, "Well, if you behave well, the old man will give you a chance to dream and let you talk to your parents again. meet up."

"Really?"

"Immortals never lie." The other party flicked his sleeves, and a gentle force pushed him out.

"The time has come, let's go. In order not to expose the truth, the old man specially reserved for you the memory of the hour before the crown prince drowned. Remember that the court and palace are different from ordinary people, and you must not take it lightly, otherwise your life may be in danger."

"Hey, wait...Damn it!" Liang Han's figure disappeared into the darkness.

Looking at the direction where he disappeared, Si Ming was stunned for a while like dementia, then suddenly stomped his feet, pulled his hair and said, "Oops, I forgot to tell him the most important thing!"