In 2012, on the eve of the night.

The ancient four-box courtyard is brightly lit, and rows of tables and chairs are neatly arranged under the courtyard of the Circular Corridor, the chairs are full, and the table is placed with melon seeds, bayberry, tea and round boxes of red double happiness cigarettes. At the front end of the cloister is the spirit case, the left and right curtains are white and blue, and there are chickens, fish, meat and rice scattered on the table, and the faint crying sound comes out from the white and blue curtains, and then several women sitting under the curtains, while folding the golden flowers, are chattering and talking, and there is no heavy and depressing atmosphere in the mourning hall at all.

"It's an evil sect, there have been two cases in three years, and I watched the Houcuo generation break up." In the well courtyard, an old man at a table smoked a cigarette, whispered in a low voice, glanced in front of the spirit case from time to time, and spit out the fog: "It was originally a small corner, and this generation has come out of this one, and it has been two years in less than three years, and I think the rest of this one will also be mysterious." ”

With the whispers of the old masters, Lin Huaan walked out of the spirit curtain in pitch black, the fire in his stomach was burning extremely strong, and his red eyes didn't know if it was because of anger or lack of sleep.

"Fuck." In front of the road at the entrance of the village, he pulled the black tie around his neck, smashed a cigarette out of his trouser pocket, wiped the flint, swallowed the clouds and spit out the mist, and the murderous flame in his stomach not only did not disappear, but burned more and more.

"A bunch of crumbs!" After two puffs, he even vomited on the ground with smoke and phlegm, and stepped on the tail of the fire with his feet, "Fuck, people haven't been buried yet, just fight for that one-third of an acre, what kind of thing." ”

After that, Lin Huaan suppressed his anger, fiercely ripped off his black tie and threw it to the ground, angrily straddled the black Land Rover, the temporary transportation tool purchased for him by the secretary the day before yesterday, opened the car door and sneered: "Thirty thousand? Lin Azhen, you are really fucking cheap enough, for 30,000 yuan to make people dig up the dog's eyes. "Starting a million-dollar car, I stepped on the accelerator and shot out like a bullet in the wind.

Late at night, Scottish pub.

He sat on the sofa where he was sitting, and the cow poured the Lu Yi Ten Generations in his hand, which was his third bottle.

He doesn't like to drink very much, especially the adulterated foreign wine in the bar, and he doesn't like the eardrum-shaking noise in the bar, and he doesn't like the sluts on the bar with their hips twisted, but if there is no alcohol paralysis these days, he can hardly sleep, even if he sleeps, all he dreams about is that damn Lin Azhen, who stripped off a pair of dog eyes for 30,000 yuan.

The more you want to get drunk, the less likely it is to get drunk, at five o'clock in the morning, the distorted music in the bar becomes soft, and he is called back by the manager to wake up, Lin Huaan is already drunk, and he swept left and right, and there are only a few bar girls who are wearing and not wearing the same thing sitting on the side of the stage smoking cigarettes.

Tianyu bloomed slightly, he had been accustomed to the darkness for a long time, he raised his hand and picked it up, Meng Long looked at the far east of the Weixi sky with drunken eyes, opened his car door, couldn't take out a cigarette all over his body, and stepped on the accelerator angrily and shot towards the hypocritical mourning hall.

There are few pedestrians on the road, and the wet road surface indicates that it rained a lot last night, which reminded him of the morning when he learned of Ah Zhen's sudden death, the weather in Seattle was as wet and wet, and the same day had just dawned. Seven years later, Ah Zhen also died, but his eyes were gouged out. What about him? What kind of death will there be?

"Hmph, hehehe......" self-deprecation is also ridicule, he suddenly laughed rampantly, fiercely twisted the steering wheel, and folded into the muddy path in the village, if he really hangs, the happiest is probably the group of shareholders, his worth is not only one acre and three points of land like Ah Zhen, two or three billion is not a fraction, enough to kill the group of.

The unlisted black Land Rover galloped on the muddy road, splashing a puddle of water, when Heng was thrilled by the trees, suddenly a black shadow jumped from the glass window, Lin Huaan was startled, when he stepped on the brakes sharply, the steering wheel lost his balance to the left, and there was a loud bang, only to feel a huge pain all over his body, and he kept drifting into the distance, under the original gray morning light, it suddenly became black, this kind of black is different from the general black, he can't feel anything, even his face is blackened, and he can't see what shape it is.

In 1215 AD, the fifth year of Song Shaozong, Lin'an Dongcheng.

"Young Master...... Young Master......"

Master? Who? Me? In the endless empty darkness, Lin Huaan heard the cries in his ears, and he picked up his invisible hands and paddled towards the source of the sound as if he were swimming in water.

Suddenly, a wisp of gold appeared at the far end of the pitch, as if it was a candle flame lit in the room where he couldn't reach out, he was puzzled by what was going on, and his arm was even harder, and when he approached, a strong air flow swept him towards the candle flame, and when a large number of faints passed, he opened his eyes and saw a pale old face with tears and snot.

"Huh?" Strange to see such an old face like a dead family, Lin Huaan jumped on the ground in fright, and when he didn't have time to figure out why he would sleep on a straw mat, he was shocked to see a three-foot white silk hanging in the room, and a woman wearing ancient costumes hung on the silk, and was surprised to see someone hanging, where can I still think? He jumped up, hugged his stiff legs, and scolded the old man: "You fucking crying, climb up and untie the rope." ”

I thought that the young master was dead, but I didn't expect him to jump up, and still hugged Madame's legs to save her, the old servant was stunned, hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, and whispered: "Young master, Madame is dead, and she can't be saved." ”

Hearing the old man say that the person was dead, Lin Huaan was stunned at first, and then scolded violently: "If you die, you have to save it, what kind of nonsense is your mother talking about, don't give Lao Tzu ......"

"Yes, yes, yes." The scolded old man hurriedly responded, hurriedly picked up the fallen chair, stepped on it and untied the hanging silk.

Hua'an, who was hugging closely, hugged the hanging woman horizontally, and hurriedly ran to the straw mat to put it in, seeing that the woman's eyes were convex, her powdered face was white and colorless, and her tongue also fell out of a corner slightly, looking indescribably terrifying, she didn't dare to look at it, and she skimmed her eyes and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt to cover it. He sat down on the ground with a butt, raised his hand to cover his forehead unreasonably, and suddenly felt a tingling pain, and when he took off his palm, he saw a bright red, and his head was actually broken.

"Young master, young master......"

Just as he was about to crash and break his head, the timid whispering in his ears came again, Lin Huaan, who couldn't figure it out, turned his head to look at the old man, and before the words of comfort came out, he was surprised to see that the old man was wearing the slave costume in the costume drama, and he was stunned and asked: "Uncle, are you acting?" As soon as the inquiry came out, his body shook suddenly, this voice is so unfamiliar? hurriedly lowered his head and looked at his body, and saw that he was also wearing clothes from costume dramas, no, it can't be said to be clothes, it should be called underwear, no, it is not called underwear, it seems to be called profanity.

"!" Thinking of the name of the ancient underwear, he jumped up into the sky, ripped off the single obscene clothes on his body in disbelief, and stared at the soft tender belly with a dumbfounded face, hell, where did his eight-pack abs go.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside, Lin Hua'an, who was in the chaos, was stunned again, when he looked up at the door, there was a sudden bang, the door was kicked open, and a slightly fat figure rushed in first, followed by a large group of people, the fat man didn't say half a word, he didn't even look at himself, he threw himself on the straw mat, trembling and lifted the quilt, the cry of the landslide sounded, and the old mouth shouted: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, you are so bitter......"

Lin Hua'an thought that this woman might be a relative of the fat man, and walked closer, wanting to comfort a few words, but suddenly the fat man twisted his red eyes, and he looked vicious and fierce and rushed towards him, and a hot and infinite palm wind struck, and his cheeks suddenly became hot and painful.

“***。” Lin Hua'an, who is known as a hot man, is worth billions of dollars, and whoever sees it can't lower his voice, even if he doesn't lower his voice, he will never make people slap his face. He scolded, twisted his backhand on the fat man, kicked out his right leg, and kicked the fat man out of the body fiercely.

The large crowd of people who followed the "livestock ......" roared out of the mouth, looking like they were maggots in a pit.

Seeing more than a dozen people so vicious, Lin Huaan couldn't help but be startled, although he has been trained in special attack courses since he was a child, he may be able to solve it one by one, such a large number of people are pouring in together, even if he wins, he will definitely break his bones, and his pace is immediately gently retreated to the door.

"Ho ho ......" A cough passed, the fat man who was helped up covered his chest, his face full of sorrow kept swaying, he raised his eyes full of tears, and stared at Lin Hua'an for a long time without saying a word before he choked and took out a jade match from his arms, roared and smashed it on him. It's really unfortunate that the Tong family has your livestock, and my Mu'er no longer has anything to do with you Tong Tian, so get back your jade pendant. ”

After smashing it, he took out a piece of paper from his arms, shook it and cried: "Animal, don't you want it?" Give you ......" raised his hand and scolded: "Tong Tian! My Tong family no longer has anything to do with you, and I will expect the future of my sister-in-law, and from then on the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return, and I don't know each other. After roaring, the fat man shouted at everyone to take people away, and stumbled out of the door.

Lin Huaan looked at the fat man who bumped out of the threshold in a daze, and he was suspicious. Who is Tong Tian? Him? His surname is Lin, when did his surname Tong come? I couldn't figure it out and looked at the door, although I didn't know what was going on, I could see the miserable figure of the fat man, and a feeling of discomfort rose from the bottom of my heart inexplicably.

"Master Tong, Master Tong......" The old man saw his in-laws take away his wife's body, tears and snot fell one by one, chased out of the door and stomped on his feet, spurted tears and ran back, grabbed Lin Huaan's arm, and cried out: "Young master, you ...... How can you pick up the order of the jade match, or go and kowtow to the in-laws to admit your mistakes, hurry up......"

Lin Huaan was confused, and picked up the small jade match that he naturally responded to catch with his right hand, but he really couldn't think of what this old man was doing, and he was dragged a step upside down, so he shook off his old hand, and said as a matter of course: "That old man threw it very accurately, if he doesn't catch it, it will definitely hit me in the face, and it will definitely cause a nosebleed." ”

Hearing this, the old man stomped his feet violently as if he was dead, pounced on him fiercely, grabbed his arm and cried: "Can't pick it up, this is the dead old man who has been engaged to you since childhood, Miss Tong is your wife, if there is no Miss Tong to take care of, what will the young master eat and wear, and how will he live in the future." ”

This is unusual, he completed all the courses at the age of eighteen, and took over the Tiantian Technology left by his father, and turned his assets from less than 200 million to more than 200 million in just ten years.