Yin Changge gently lifted the slightly musty quilt, sat on the old low bed with his knees folded in a daze, pinched his fingers and counted the days, thinking about how many meaningful things he had done in the past 20 years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a result, he didn't count on three fingers, he sighed, I don't know how many people in their twenties are confused, meaningful things? I haven't really done much, it's just like a walking corpse.

The smell in the room was not good, it was full of a dying smell, yes, it was this smell, Yin Changge felt that every time he breathed, there was this rich smell that entered his lungs, and he exhaled immediately.

The room is not large, more than 20 square meters, a low bed, a table, a chair, and a computer with dust in the corner, which is one of the few pieces of furniture.

Oh, and of course, there are those celebrity posters from all over the world, old and young, men and women, black skin and white skin, on the wall, although Yin Changge doesn't know them at all.

"It's bloody, according to my life, filming a romance drama is definitely a hit, right?" Yin Changge wiped the cold sweat on his face, a trace of unnatural flushing appeared on his cheeks, and his chest moved unnaturally and quickly, making his muttering gradually turn into a string of muttered babbles.

"All of a sudden, I want to live a few more days in this world." Yin Changge let out a few heavy gasps, opening his lips and gulping in an attempt to devour the air around him to relieve the almost unbearable burning sensation in his lungs.

He had some kind of serious illness, a very wonderful disease, really a wonderful disease, which could only damage his respiratory organs, and this disease had no effect on anyone else.

Even the world's experts on respiratory infectious diseases can only shake their heads and be saved. Although he is still alive, every day is like death, because the disease has caused him to lose everything.

"I've always wanted to find a stage where I can sweat until I burn my passion out." The muscles in both jaws were trembling, his tongue had already slowly stiffened, he had lost his senses, and his words could only echo in his head.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to yell to show his contempt for death, but a lot of saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, gradually wetting the knees supporting his head, and he felt quite pathetic, even if he was about to die, he couldn't be heroic.

"The grievances of life and the wrongs of death." Yin Changge tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth, using up the little strength left in his body, but he still failed, and a trace of darkness gradually appeared in front of his eyes, but it was rapidly expanding: "If there is an afterlife, please make my life different." ”

The darkness was expanding, but it had already covered his eyes, and he felt that the strength of his whole body had passed away with the darkness, and he was a little unwilling, and mustered up the last thoughts, wanting to miss something, but nothing, empty and scary.

"Forget it, it's not so much that the flowers bloom as the flowers are scattered all over the place, anyway, this world is a petri dish of delusion and selfishness."

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"Whew..."

Yin Changge sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, cold sweat kept flowing on his sideburns, he gently reached out and touched his forehead, only to feel wet, looking at the simple wooden shed around his body, but he was also relieved, clenched a long sword on his side, and sat on the straw pile used as a bed in a daze, with palpitations.

It was raining heavily outside the wooden shed, and the top of the wooden shed crackled, but this did not affect the snoring in the wooden shed, and hundreds of young men in coarse cloth clothes were lying on the straw, covering their shirts and hugging their chests, and fell asleep.

Although the wind and rain outside are heavy, because it is summer, it is not cold, but a little more refreshing. The men slept soundly, and even the man in charge of guarding at the edge of the hut hid in the straw with his spear in his hand, and fell asleep without noticing that the bonfire was about to be extinguished by the wind and rain that had seeped in.

"What's wrong Brother Yin, is this another nightmare?"

A young man next to him heard Yin Changge's movement, couldn't help but open his eyes, looked at him with a faint light, couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and lay back on his straw a little indifferently, moved his body slightly, and muttered vaguely: "It's okay, this rain will stop in two or three days, let's go early, not afraid of delaying the deadline." ”

"Sleep on yours."

Yin Changge shook his head, and suddenly found that he seemed to have a feeling of dizziness after sleeping for a long time, slowly stood up, came to the sentry man's side, gently kicked the man's thigh with his foot, and frowned: "Get up, get up, how to put the sentry, if you run away, you can afford it?" ”

The man who was curled up in the straw and fell asleep immediately woke up, holding his spear tightly in his hand, and found that it was Yin Changge, but he also showed an embarrassed smile, nodded and stood up, and said with a smile: "Brother Yin, such a heavy rain, I can't find the southeast and northwest when I run out, and I'm afraid it will be a wind chill in vain if it is drenched in the rain." ”

"You go to sleep."

Yin Changge glanced at him, didn't say anything, put the long sword in his hand on the simple wooden table, waved his hand at him and motioned him to sleep, then drew firewood from the side and threw it into the fire, turning the somewhat weak fire into a strong one, put an iron kettle on it to boil water, and sat on the chair and looked at the heavy rain outside in a daze.

He had another nightmare just now, but it was real. It was the last time he had experienced in his previous life, and he now recorded it firmly in his mind, and even now he shuddered when he thought about it. The appearance of dying alone even made him uncomfortable when he thought about it.

But fortunately, it is the experience of the previous life, and the present life was reborn into a child, although it was abandoned by his parents and simply picked up by an old man who had never married in his life, and he was carefully raised for seven or eight years, and before he could enjoy the filial piety of Yin Changge, he died.

Since he was a child, Yin Changge has relied on his own mouth and the good reputation of the elderly, and has grown up with hundreds of meals in the county, and now because he was tall and strong, he knows some fighting skills in his previous life, and he has also become a well-known head catcher in the county, and can protect the villagers in and outside the county from being bullied by bandits and thieves.

But a month ago, the imperial court asked each county to send a hundred people to repair the emperor's mausoleum, this kind of thing that would kill you, you can't find anyone in Yin Changge's county, even if you fill in forty or fifty unlucky criminals, it's half the number, and you can only let Yin Changge and a few people catch it quickly, and draw some people from the county to go over together.

Today's dynasty is the Great Qian Dynasty, a dynasty where cool officials are rampant, although the law is strict, but it still can't stand the corrupt officials in it, especially the harsh law, which has now become a reasonable means for the privileged class, and it is even more difficult for the people at the bottom to speak.

Let's just say that this repair of the emperor's mausoleum, after going to repair it, I am afraid that it is easy to kill it with a knife, and it is not impossible to bury it alive. If it weren't for the heart of death to repair the imperial mausoleum, it would be fearless for those who don't know, even if the county said it, they also found dozens of extremely poor men to replace it, and promised that their wives and daughters would be taken care of after their deaths, otherwise they would not be able to make up the number now.

"Fuck, what the hell is going on!"

Sighing slightly, Yin Changge picked up the thick bowl and poured himself a bowl of hot water, took a sip slowly, and watched the heavy rain outside getting heavier and heavier worriedly, feeling the hot breath in his mouth, but he also slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, with a certain pious prayer: "God, this rain should stop quickly..."

The laws of the Great Qian Dynasty were harsh, and if they did not arrive at the imperial tomb on time, they would probably be guilty of death. In the past, Yin Changge didn't know how many people he had seen, the guy who lost his head because he broke the law, almost the most, seven people were beheaded in a month, and the most wronged one was just because he passed by the murder scene and was arrested as an accomplice.

He sometimes envies the life of his previous life, and the feeling of being born in a peaceful era and growing up in modern society is really quite happy. Don't worry about losing your head because you can't accomplish something, and you don't have to worry about being caught casually, and losing your head because of something unclear.

"It would be nice if I were the prince..."

Shaking his head slightly, Yin Changge looked at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier outside, and turned his head to look inside the long wooden shed, the men in Tsing Yi who were sleeping horizontally and vertically couldn't help but sigh: "No matter what, being a prince is also enjoying all the glory and wealth, and this life is worth it..."

But thinking of this, he suddenly smiled, and touched the back of his head like a little daydream. But for some reason, he thought of the word prince, but his heart was beating gently, as if he had forgotten something extremely important. But Yin Changge also stood up and stretched, disapproving with his mentality, and with a wry smile.

The crown prince is not something that anyone can do, Yin Changge, who has memories of his previous life, is quite aware of some royal things. But for him, what he is looking forward to most at this time is that the heavy rain in the sky will stop quickly, don't delay him escorting more than 100 men behind him to the imperial tomb.

"What a nuisance!"

Yin Changge gritted his teeth, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, and gently knocked on his brain, he shook his head and gave up thinking about the things he was meditating on, just counted the men who were sleeping, and none of them escaped, so he smiled with satisfaction, but looking at the heavy rain, he drooped his face again: "This rain, you can stop it quickly." ”

PS: Thank you to the "Taoshuo people" for rewarding a leader, because it is the first leader of this book, and I specially added ten chapters for the pro!