Chen Mo, who was asleep, felt that his chest was very tight, so he subconsciously sat up, and the feeling of chest tightness disappeared instantly, and he felt that there was light in the prison. He was stunned to find two fans in ochre clothes standing next to him, looking at him with their arms crossed. The strange thing is that he obviously sat up, but the two of them didn't seem to see it, and their eyes were very strange, as if they were ......

A trace of fear surged inexplicably in his heart, and he couldn't help but look back, surprised to find that behind him, there was another Chen Mo.

What's going on? Am I already dead?

Looking at the heavy sandbag pressed on Chen Mo's chest who was lying down, and then seeing that Chen Mo's face was distorted and his lips were pale, he became more and more frightened.

A large hole suddenly broke open in the ceiling of the prison, and a bright light cast down, peaceful, holy, and warm. Chen Mo suddenly found that he had floated up, and slowly floated towards the entrance of the cave. At the entrance of the cave, the parents and relatives who had long passed away in the future wandered back and forth, all of them were tall, gorgeous and colorful, and the aura lingered, smiling at him with open arms, like immortals with high mana.

Am I really dead?

Scenes flashed in Chen Mo's mind like a marquee, not only the experience of later generations, but also the experience of the ontology "Chen Mo" from his hometown to his entry into the palace. He saw the tragic childhood of "Chen Mo" and the hardships when he first entered the palace. He also saw his happy childhood in later life, although he was not rich, saw the tears of excitement in the eyes of his parents when he was admitted to college, and saw the reluctance of his girlfriend who had been in love for five years and finally switched to someone else's arms when she broke up...... He saw a lot, and those things that had been blurred in his memory appeared clearly in front of his eyes again.

Is this death? If that's the end of life, that's fine.

Chen Mo suddenly felt extremely calm. There is no love in life, since there are your own relatives to greet you at the end of death, then so be it!

Chen Mo floated higher and higher, drifted into the entrance of the cave, and felt like he had entered a long tunnel. At the end of the tunnel, there was a soft call from relatives, but the tunnel was too long, and it seemed that there was no end.

"Chen Shaoyan, are you just going to leave like this? Aren't you trying to make us happy? A nice female voice came from behind Chen Mo, he turned his head and found a pale blue plump figure standing at the entrance of the cave under his feet, he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but he knew who it was.

His heart thumped.

Immediately afterwards, another person appeared, and it turned out to be the chubby Zhu Yijun: "Boy Chen Mo, didn't you say that you want to help me build a Ming Empire that is proud of the East for all nations?" This didn't even have a beginning, are you embarrassed to leave like this? ”

"When did I say that?" Chen Mo wanted to quibble, and suddenly found that deep in his heart, in fact, since the crossing, there has been such a dream of recovering the Ming Dynasty, but this dream is suppressed by the identity and status environment, even if it appears by chance, it is just like a meteor, fleeting.

Is it really just leaving? Finally crossed back and didn't do anything, just left? Just watching the last orthodox dynasty in China gradually decline, and finally being replaced by foreigners, and then starting a century-long history of humiliation?

"The sick man of East Asia", "slave", "Han dog", "Forget the Classics", one by one words popped out of his mind, he hesitated, and a strong unwillingness emerged in his heart - no, I can't just leave, I want to live!

As soon as this thought appeared, Chen Mo felt a weight in his body, and all hallucinations disappeared in an instant, replaced by a heavy depression in his chest. He couldn't breathe under the weight of the sandbag, and he desperately stretched out his heavy eyelids and shouted loudly, but the sound he made was not much louder than the snort of a mosquito.

"Huh?" A fan looked at Chen Mo in surprise: "This kid's life is quite big, he obviously didn't move just now, why does he seem to be alive again?" ”

"It's true, our brothers have done this kind of errand a hundred times, I'm afraid there will be eighty times, after eating 'Thousand Days of Drunkenness' and then pressing on the sandbag, you can still wake up, this kid is the first time!"

"Anyway, it's really fucking evil...... You go and get another sandbag, add another twenty pounds, and don't believe that he won't die! ”

"Yes, let's go, my brother will have to report this matter later, such a difficult errand, I have to ask for some reward!"

"Hurry up and you, rambling, if something goes wrong, be careful of Grandpa Zhang's heads cut off our heads!"

Hearing this, the fan stuck out his tongue and walked out of the prison door like a wolf. With his movements, Chen Mo's heart also sank - this is for fear that Lao Tzu will not die, Zhang Whale, Zhang Whale, what did Lao Tzu offend you about, and actually used such vicious means to deal with Lao Tzu?

The tightness in the chest is getting worse and it is becoming more difficult to breathe. Chen Zeng snored like thunder, and there was no sign of awakening at all. Chen Mo was a little desperate.

For a person who knows history very well, he knows the trick of pressing sandbags, which is similar to the hiding, cats, cats, and "depression" jumping off buildings in later generations, which can turn unnatural deaths into normal deaths. He believed that when some people found their bodies tomorrow, they would report some kind of excuse like a sudden heart attack, and even worse, they would link their death to Chen Zeng. This is more likely, otherwise, it can't explain why the good guy suddenly locked him up with himself again.

Killing two birds with one stone, what a vicious method. Chen Mo can figure everything out, but he can't do anything - in the face of strong strength, any struggle is futile, the so-called "people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat" is like this.

He was desperate, but not completely desperate, just like a person named Shi Kang wrote in later generations, the degree of despair is endless, as long as there is still a breath, as long as there is hope.

It's just that he doesn't see any hope of survival...... Until I suddenly heard a commotion from afar outside the door, a familiar and cordial voice at the moment but extremely angry: "Get out, I am the Ninety-Five Supreme, those who stand in the way, don't be killed!" ”

His tears suddenly flowed, he didn't know why Zhu Yijun appeared at this critical juncture, he only knew that he was saved, he only knew that no matter how cruel and dark the world was, deep in his heart, he was still full of infinite attachment to it.

Zhu Yijun had already returned to drive, for an emperor who knew the proportions, going out of the palace late at night and spreading it out would have to provoke the noise of those officials, and that was the most annoying thing for him, he would not take the initiative to cause that kind of trouble for the sake of a Chen Mo.

In the process of chatting with the head of the Han general, the head of the squad inadvertently revealed all kinds of shady scenes in the edict and suddenly made him uneasy. This uneasiness intensified, and finally it was so strong that he forgot about the officials of the outer court for a while. And when he broke into the East Factory at night to look for Chen Mo, the behavior of the East Factory fans who pushed back and shirked further confirmed his hunch. He jumped like thunder, went straight to the dungeon, under the protection of the Han generals, like a god descending from the earth, kicked open the prison door where Chen Mo and Chen Zeng were held, and under the dim light of the lantern, he saw Chen Mo, and also saw the heavy sandbag on Chen Mo's chest!

"Kill him!" Zhu Yijun pointed hard at the dazed fan next to Chen Mo, and shouted at the same time: "Find Feng Bao and Zhang Whale!" ”

At this moment, someone had already removed the sandbag on Chen Mo's body, and when he heard Zhu Yijun's words, he was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Little lord, slow down!" ”