The breeze is gentle, and a crescent moon hangs high on the branches. The night in Qingzhou Mansion is quiet and peaceful, and occasionally a few dog barks mixed with the sound of the husband beating the guard, which makes the whole city even quieter. Xiao Ran was lying on a large yellow rosewood bed, the bed was covered with brocade blankets, and the curtains embroidered with flowers and birds were gently shrouded at this time.

Listening to the sound of the husband knocking on the bang, it was already the third watch at this time, which means that it was about one o'clock in the morning. Xiao Ran had already woken up at this time, looking up at the flowery bed made of fine cloth with blank eyes.

"His grandmother has a leg, Lao Tzu was not killed by drug dealers, but he was sent to such a ghost place, God, you don't want to play with me." Xiao Ran wanted to cry without tears, remembering the fluttering white figure in his mind, and after he fused the memories of that person, he realized that all this was true. It seems that his soul has penetrated the body of this decrepit ghost on the street, this unlucky ghost seems to be called Zhang Ang, he has a house in the city, land in the countryside, and a large amount of savings in the bank. But Lao Tzu doesn't like it here, Lao Tzu likes Lan Kwai Fong in Hong Kong, likes the high-rise buildings on Wall Street in New York, likes to eat morning tea in Guangdong, likes to watch the football World Cup, here is baa, there is baa?

In the small courtyard of Ruanfu, there was silence all around, and naturally no one knew what Xiao Ran was thinking at this time. Outside the door, Yang Jiulang also had no intention of sleeping at this time, sitting cross-legged on a Taishi chair, and was closing his eyes and recuperating outside Xiao Ran's house at this time, recalling all the things that happened today, which was really incredible. I am also well-informed, but this is the first time I have encountered such a strange thing. Thinking that he was one of the eight great venerables under the throne of Shiming, in order to restore the Ming Sect, he sneaked into this Qingzhou, incognito, spent four years supporting Zhang Ang, and then helped him to join the Qi Wang's door, and this great cause of the Ming Restoration Sect has only improved slightly.

Qingzhou is the domain of Li Hongyi, the king of Qi, and the king of Qi was finally selected among the vassal kings through many observations and selections. Because Li Hongyi, the king of Qi, is a short-tempered person who is very happy with his achievements, if he can incite the king of Qi to cause trouble in the place, make the people resentful, and then divide the relationship between him and the imperial court, so that the imperial court and Qingzhou form a tense situation, then Mingjiao can take advantage of the situation.

At the time of parting, the sect leader told me that we are all unfamiliar faces in Qingzhou, if I rashly approach the king of Qi, I am afraid that it will make people suspicious, so I must support a local person for my use, so I decided to support Zhang Ang, close to the king of Qi, and recently the king of Qi wants to rebuild the palace of the king of Qi, and the court has not been able to allocate silver, the king of Qi himself has sprinkled out a lot of silver, with the character of the king of Qi's good face, this palace must not be stopped. At this moment, it was the time when he needed to make a lot of money, and the opportunity for Mingjiao also came.

But at this moment, Zhang Ang has such a thing, to say that this Zhang Ang's matter is too strange, he has quietly found a doctor to see Zhang Ang today, his body is very good, there is no scar on his body, but some fright, physically and mentally exhausted, as long as you take some tonics, nourish well, it will be fine.

After a night of silence, the sky gradually lit up, Yang Jiulang straightened his robe, gently pushed the door in. After yesterday's incident, Zhang Ang may have become suspicious, so let's just talk about it, and it's time to get to know the identities of the two again.

"Childe woke up...... Childe, do you feel unwell......" Yang Jiulang walked straight to Xiao Ran's bedside, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of a nonchalant smile.

Xiao Ran ignored the words when he heard this, and after a night of ideological struggle, Xiao Ran decided to give up the struggle. Yao thought that he was a lonely man, he grew up eating hundreds of meals since he was a child, and later was admitted to the police academy with his own efforts, and he thought that he would be able to worry about food and clothing in the future, but when he graduated, he was favored by the police and became an undercover agent. Well, for the sake of your own happy life, you should be an undercover agent, I thought that when I made a contribution as an undercover agent and was promoted, a happy life would come to my face. But who would have thought that God would send himself here. That's right! It seems to be called the Dayan Dynasty here, his grandmother's, even if we don't study well, but we also know that our Chinese civilization has never had a dynasty called the Dayan Dynasty in the past five thousand years, but the Yanwu Emperor Li Chengzhang here and the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of our Ming Dynasty are very similar, both of them were born with mud legs, and finally sat on the throne of the Ninety-Five Supreme, is it possible that they have traveled to a corresponding time and space, and the civilization process here is still in the Ming Dynasty in the corresponding time and space?

Xiao Ran had a question, remembering that he once read a book, which talked about the theory of space-time relativity, this book said that in the time and space you are in, there are multiple other time and space at the same time, and these time and space will correspond to a certain time node in your current time and space, and they also have their own civilization and have their own historical process. Xiao Ran was lying on the bed, frowning for a while, and grinning again, such a strange picture made Yang Jiulang look a little inexplicable.

Yang Jiulang saw Zhang Ang pretending to be stupid and ignoring himself, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, after yesterday's incident, Zhang Ang was afraid that he already knew that he was just a chess piece, since this was the case, then he didn't have to continue to pretend.

"Zhang Ang, Zhang Yixuan, Zhang Gongzi...... Since you're not dead, there are some things I think I should let you know. Yang Jiulang slowly moved a chair over, then sat up steadily, looked calm, and then said, "You should also know that you Zhang Ang can come to this day and have today's status, it is all because someone is secretly helping you, yes, the person who helped you is me Yang Jiulang." When Yang Jiulang said this, he couldn't help but stop, turned his head to look at Zhang Ang, and wanted to see how he reacted, but this Zhang Ang suddenly sat up, and shouted in his mouth, "It must be like this, it must be like this, the place where the accident happened must be the intersection of two time and space, and at the moment when the gunshots and darts entered the body, his soul was pierced." ”

Yang Jiulang looked at Zhang Ang, who was completely ignoring himself in front of him, but was talking nonsense, and couldn't help but be furious, his eyes looked at Zhang Ang like a sword, and said angrily, "Zhang Yixuan, are you still pretending to be stupid!" If you have accepted the help of my Holy Sect, then you must contribute to my Holy Sect, otherwise, I can make your life worse than death at any time! ”

Xiao Ran's ears were buzzing with Yang Jiulang's roar, and then he realized that there was still a person standing beside him. Xiao Ran raised his hand slightly, then plucked his ears with his fingers, and said impatiently, "This brother, you don't have to be so loud, I'm not deaf, don't worry, I won't stay here for long, after all, I don't belong to your time and space." ”