My vests are all big guys

There were wisps of agarwood floating in the narrow carriage. Yan Huaixing leaned against the wall of the carriage, eyes closed tiredly, his face pale, and even his lips were extremely dry.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze heavy.

"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 raised his eyes to look at him, "Who?"

Lin Mobai smiled and said, "Shen Xiangnan, the number one scholar?"

Seeing the sudden change in Yan Huaixing's expression, Lin Mobai continued, with a hint of inducement and confusion in his voice, "Why did you say that he will definitely die?"

Yan Huaixing opened his mouth, then gently 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.

"Maybe I had a nightmare about him."

Bang--

While the two were talking, the carriage braked suddenly.

The driver's vague voice came from outside the car, "Sir, we have arrived near the capital, but there seem to be many guards at the city gate in front. 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 strangely there are not many people on the avenue that used to come and go.

At the city gate only a few dozen meters away, hundreds of soldiers stood crookedly with long guns in their hands, looking around outside the city with a casual expression.

"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? They've been scared to death for a long time, right?"

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

Another soldier who was a little fat frowned, "I don't know where these two thieves got the courage to attack the young men of the noble family. They are so brave. Alas, when will we Only then can you join the noble family as a guard."

He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "It is said that the amount of oil and water inside is worth more than a pound."

The two continued to chat about the gossip of the noble family, and finally fell silent when they saw the captain looking at them seriously.

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

The driver stopped the carriage and got out. Before he could tell the young man in the carriage, another soldier arrogantly tried to open the curtain.

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

In their opinion, the people sitting in such an ordinary and downtrodden carriage are just ordinary civilians. They have no money to make money at all, so it doesn't matter if they bully them casually.

The light-colored curtain was suddenly lifted gently by a hand. The hand was flawless and had clear joints, but it didn't look like the hand of an ordinary civilian, but more like the hand of a nobleman who had been pampered for a long time.

Stepping out of the carriage was a young man wearing a snow-fox cotton coat, with a face as beautiful as jade, with black hair that looked like silk and satin tied behind his head, and a temperament like a orchid orchid tree, with a certain elegance and style.

This doesn't look like an ordinary person.

The two soldiers in front of the carriage were suddenly a little scared, their bodies were shaking slightly, and cold sweat could not help dripping from their foreheads.

Lin Mobai smiled at them, but said nothing. He just watched Yan Huaixing step out of the carriage with calm eyes.

The two soldiers' faces were completely pale.

Although Yan Huaixing is not wearing silk and satin, he has an extraordinary aura about him, just like the lush forest and bamboo.

They trembled all over, knelt down suddenly, and kowtowed hard to Yan Huaixing and Lin Mobai. Their heads hit the ground with a thud.

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

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

he asked.

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

"Sir, two thieves suddenly attacked the young masters of the big families in the capital today, and are now hiding..."

The soldier, who was slightly bloated, had a flattering tone and an expression that was visibly pleasing to the naked eye.

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

Before he could finish 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 said flatteringly, "As far as I know, one of the thieves seems to be pretending to be the third son of the Lin family, cheating people with food and drinks..."

Lin Mobai's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

Your surname is Lin?

It can't be Lin Chen.

So, who is the other one?

...

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

After that inexplicable illusion suddenly dissipated, he found that he was still in the room in the tea house.

The surroundings were filled with guests, and besides the familiar faces in the dreamland, there were also a few unfamiliar faces. They were laughing and drinking, and even called some beautiful singing girls to join in the fun.

He looked at this scene with a blank expression. The young man in black brocade named Qin Mu was still enjoying the wine with great interest. Suddenly he glanced at him, his eyes became gloomy and terrifying, and he calmly called himself from outside the door. Ten servants and guards wanted to capture him.

Naturally, Lin Chen couldn't just let go, so he jumped directly from the window, but the supernatural power that he could still use before was completely disabled. If he hadn't learned physical skills, he would 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.

What happened next was that the two of them began to hide. They were now huddled under a low wall, and the dense jungle around them almost completely hid their figures.

Lin Chen asked in a low voice, "What happened? Why did you suddenly fall from the sky?"

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

He said angrily, "I was originally in the desert, but the surroundings suddenly became unreal, and I fell from the sky."

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

Yan Yao also became serious, "I also saw a war in the illusion. In that desert with no grass growing, an army was fighting the enemy. Many people died. There was also a young general in black who seemed to have seen it. I."

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

He imitated the desperate pleading tone of the young man in black and repeated it, "Please, save him..."

Lin Chen's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Shen Xiangnan?"

Yan Yao raised his eyes and looked at him, "What?"

Lin Chen's tone was serious, "I have seen him. He was in that illusion and in the room that I just escaped from. He was with those noble sons."

"And..." He paused, his voice a little dry, "At that time, Qin Mu said to him gloomily, 'Shen Xiangnan, one day, you will die miserably.'"

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

His eyes seemed to reappear with those gentle, watery eyes and the white figure who was holding a book calmly and sitting out of place among the playboys.

Yan Yao's heart suddenly felt heavy. He had almost forgotten that this was a person's tomb, and the illusions he and Lin Chen saw were closely related to the same name.

It is highly likely that the owner of this tomb is Shen Xiangnan.

"We may have to figure out how Shen Xiangnan died," Yan Yao said. "Perhaps rescuing him in this illusion is the key to solving the problem."

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

Yan Yao pondered, "It would be great if I could meet that Qin Mu. Maybe I could figure out all the things he did behind the news of Shen Xiangnan's death."

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

Is this really the case?

Yan Yao always felt that something was not right.

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