Lanling

witness?What witness?Before Lan Ling could think about it, he saw a familiar face, which was the waiter of that inn.

"Shop waiter?" Lan Ling was surprised.

"Mr. Lan is here too." The shop clerk didn't seem to know that Lan Ling was coming, with a strange light in his eyes, he bowed and nodded to the sheriff.

"Sit down, Wang Xiaoer."

"Thank you, Chief." Wang Xiaoer sat down opposite Lan Ling, not daring to look into Lan Ling's eyes, because he had received a lot of favors from Lan Ling in the past, and he didn't know if it would bring him any trouble today, and he felt faintly uneasy.

"Wang Xiaoer, did you meet Mr. Lan and Young Master Ye on the night of December 12st?" Liang Dong looked at Wang Xiaoer seriously.

Wang Xiaoer was a little nervous, but still answered truthfully, "Yes."

"What are they doing?"

"Both Young Master Ye and Mr. Lan came to our place that day. Young Master Ye came to stay at the hotel first, and Mr. Lan came later. But Young Master Ye invited Mr. Lan upstairs for a drink."

"You mean they're together?"

"Ah."

"Then did you see young master Ye kill someone?"

As soon as Wang Xiaoer heard the word murder, his whole body began to tremble, and his eyes turned wildly, like a mouse in a sewer, looking at Lan Ling, "I see, Young Master Ye killed a Taoist priest."

"How did you see that?"

"I was going upstairs to bring them wine."

"Lie!" Lan Ling knew very well that the waiter had already delivered the wine downstairs, so there was no reason to come up to deliver it again!

"What do you see?"

"Ye Dashao took a dagger and stabbed it into the Taoist priest's chest, and then the Taoist priest fell to the ground and died." Wang Xiaoer seemed to be recalling the scene at that time, his eyes were full of fear, but Lan Ling knew he was lying , acting!

"Why on earth are you lying?"

"I'm not lying, Mr. Lan, you were there at the time, but Young Master Ye locked you in the room and you didn't see it!" Wang Xiaoer looked at Lan Ling, but his eyes didn't fall on him.

Lan Ling gritted his teeth and didn't know what to say. After all, what he saw was completely different from what the shop waiter said. Ye Ming did kill the Taoist priest, but he didn't use a knife but a gun.

"Okay, you go out first!" Liang Dong signaled the waiter to go out.

Lan Ling and the sheriff were alone, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Mr. Lan, I respect you as a teacher. There is nothing wrong with protecting your students, but Mr. Lan, do you really want to cover up a murderer?"

"Don't tempt me, I know what I'm doing, and I know what to do better, I don't know, I just don't know." Lan Ling didn't intend to speak again.

Seeing that Lan Ling didn't speak, Liang Dong felt bored and left the interrogation room.

Three days later, Lan Ling saw Ye Ming in the interrogation room.

"Teacher!" Ye Ming looked at him calmly.

"A Ming, why are you back?"

"Doesn't the teacher want me to come back?" Ye Ming's face was very cold, and Lan Ling was puzzled.

"They're going to get you."

"They can't catch me, I have already found the person who set the fire." Ye Ming looked at him with a bit of pride.

"Then you found out who killed my wife and children?" Lan Ling's eyes were shining with hope.

"Found it, it's the Taoist priest."

"Isn't the Taoist dead?"

"I don't know what's going on, I just know that the Taoist priest is still at large. I can't find him, and he set the fire." Ye Ming lowered his head, depressed.

"Then can I come out now?" Lan Ling asked.

"Anytime, but tell me who you are now?" Ye Ming suddenly raised his head.

"what?"

"I know you're not him."

Lan Ling was surprised by Ye Ming's vigilance and judgment, and he was as smart as the young master, "Can I ask how you know I'm not his?"

"Obviously, you are full of loopholes. From the first time I saw you, I felt something was wrong, but at that time I didn't know that you were not him. I just wondered why you broke your heart but lost your memory. Until the second time you said You don’t like sweets, so I started to suspect, because the teacher’s favorite food is sweet-scented osmanthus cake, although it is possible to change the taste due to memory loss, but I asked the doctor, this is basically unlikely, the third time is because of you The change is too fast, the teacher loves his wife the most, and will not change because of anyone, not even me, I have always known, but you are different, the death of your wife has little effect on you, even if you It is impossible to be indifferent to Shi Niang's death even if he has lost his memory, if it is really a teacher, he will definitely be hit hard, and even go with Shi Niang!"

"Is this enough to determine that I'm not him?" Lan Ling looked into Ye Ming's eyes.

"You have similarities with him, but those similarities are too trivial."

"I admit, I'm not your teacher."

"who are you?"

"I am not from your world, I am from the future."

"What?" Ye Ming would find it incredible no matter how fast his mind turned.

"You heard me right, it's the future. I'm from 2018 AD. I died in an accident, but I was reborn here. If I didn't die over there, then your teacher should be over there."

"How is this possible?" No matter how smart Ye Ming was, he couldn't believe it. This was completely divorced from reality. Even if there were indeed some mysterious things in the legend, is this kind of soul travel possible?

"It's true, Young Master Ye. My name is Lanling over there, and my young master is also named Ye Ming. He looks exactly like you. I thought he had also traveled through time."

"Crossing?"

"That's right, the popular word over there is 'traveling'. I imagined that I could wear it back again, but I couldn't find a way for several months." Lan Ling was suddenly frustrated.

"Let's go." Ye Ming said.

"Are you willing to let me go?"

"Why didn't I let you go? You're not him!" Ye Ming whispered.

Lan Ling vaguely felt that there was some unspeakable story between Ye Ming and his teacher, "Thank you!"

Coming out of the prison, Lan Ling suddenly didn't know where to go, he couldn't find his way all of a sudden, he couldn't go back, and he couldn't stay here anymore.

Just when he was hesitating, he saw Ye Ming coming out of the prison and walking towards him.

"Where are you going now?"

"I have nowhere to go, as you said, everything can only start from scratch."

"Would you like to go back to the army with me? If you want."

"You mean to go to war?"

"I was quite surprised that day. How did you pretend to be the enemy's envoy? You must be a smart person in your world." Ye Ming looked at the teacher's face, but in fact he was a stranger, feeling sour and helpless .

Lan Ling smiled, "There is no such thing as smart or not, as long as you know a little bit of tricks, you can easily get away with it."

"Oh? I'd really like to hear it."

The two walked and talked like this, until they reached the inn where Ye Ming stayed - Longmen Inn.

"Young Master Ye, you are back!"

"Yes, another room."

"Yes!"

Ye Ming turned back and smiled at Lan Ling, "What should I call you? Should I call you teacher or Mr. Lan, or Lan Ling?"

"Lanling is fine."

"Okay, Lanling."

With a light tone, it seemed that the young master was calling him. Lan Ling was a little intoxicated, but he was still looking at the face in front of him soberly. The deep blue enveloped him, like an endless abyss.

From that day on, Lanling started his military life, but he was always taken care of by Ye Ming.

"Lanling, come quickly, there is meat to eat!" Ye Ming brought a bowl of chicken from nowhere, and the delicious flavor made Lanling's mouth water.

Life in the army is tough enough, without meat for a few months, Lan Ling has long been greedy, and now his eyes glisten when he sees meat.Ye Ming picked up a piece of chicken and brought it to his mouth. Lanling opened his mouth to eat it, his cheeks were a bit skinny, and when he chewed lightly, his jawbone shook back and forth, making him look pitifully thin.

"Delicious!" Lan Ling chewed a small piece of chicken in his mouth carefully, chewing back and forth many times, reluctant to swallow it, until it was chewed into minced meat before swallowing it.

"One more piece!" Ye Ming said as he wanted to pinch him again, but he blocked him, "I'll do it myself!"

Lan Ling wanted to grab the chopsticks from Ye Ming's hand, but Ye Ming refused to give them to him, so he had to feed him by himself, "I'll hold it for you, or I won't eat it!"

"Hey, it's just a piece of meat!"

"Come on, ah!" Ye Ming put the meat to Lanling's mouth, watched Lanling swallow the meat, and nodded with satisfaction, "That's good!"

Lan Ling just wants to scold people at this moment, what a good boy, I am a man, and I am older than you, you feed me and call me good, my God, you are shameless, but I still have shame!After eating this piece of meat, Lan Ling refused to eat a third piece no matter what!

"You don't want to eat it. It's hard to get a chicken from the wild. If you don't eat it, you don't want to eat it!" Ye Ming ate it full of anger.

Lan Ling swallowed secretly, and glanced at Ye Ming. The nose, which was originally high, has now become a mountain, and the cheeks are only skinny. The blue eyes are deeply embedded in the eye sockets, and they look deeper. I don't know why. , he suddenly felt that this person was more and more similar to the young master, but he didn't know exactly where the similarity was.

"Well, Ah Ming, do you remember why you joined the army?"

"Why are you asking this?" Ye Ming ignored him and continued eating.

"I want to know more about you."

"Really?" Ye Ming suddenly moved his face closer, "Why?"

"Because I always feel that you..."

"Like your young master."

Lan Ling acquiesced, because it was indeed similar, "If you don't want to say it, just pretend I didn't ask."

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just because I'm not reconciled. Get rid of that identity and get what you want." Ye Ming was evasive.

"Why haven't you been married for so many years?"

"That's not what you want to ask, is it?"

"Why isn't that what I want to ask?"

"This is my private matter. Why do you ask this? But it's okay to tell you, because I don't like women."

What?This Ye Ming doesn't like women either?Lan Ling looked at him in surprise, without blinking.

"Surprised, I didn't even think of it myself."

"No way? You are very popular with women. Every time you go to a town after a war, all the women look at you. Don't say you haven't seen any of them!"

"Of course, everyone likes beautiful things, but liking doesn't mean love."

What surprised Lan Ling even more was that Ye Ming clearly distinguished his feelings, "That's right."

"You don't think I'm a weirdo?"

"Of course not." Lan Ling didn't say anything about himself.

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