In the Xianyang dungeon, Jin Wang finally couldn't support it and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Jin Wang woke up hungry, he was weak, and looked around blankly.

Suddenly, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he was completely sleepy.

It was dark all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

He didn't even know where he was, was this a prison cell? What about the crying and wailing from the cell next door? Nothing was there, not even the sound of rats and mosquitoes.

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, deathly quiet.

Is he dead? Is this the afterlife?

A smile appeared on the corner of Jin Wang's mouth, is he finally dead?

He was originally a farmer, but one year his hometown was hit by a disaster, and many people starved to death in the village, and his cousin deceived him, saying that he wanted to take him to make money, but he sold him to the troupe.

He spent a year in the troupe, and then the troupe provoked the head snake, and he accidentally killed someone, when he was only twelve years old.

On the third day he was imprisoned, someone ransomed him, and together with him, there was also the golden woman who was arrested for killing his stepmother.

He and Mrs. Jin are not husband and wife, they are comrades, and they are all dead soldiers.

He should have died a long time ago, and he should have died when the people in the village starved to death.

But he didn't die, and when the snake bullied them, he should have died, but he still survived.

Now that he was finally dead, he was dead, and after he was caught, he didn't even think about running away, because he knew that even if he escaped, he would still be dead.

Even if he could escape from these people, he would not be able to escape the clutches of his master.

As dead soldiers, they can only succeed, and if they can't, death awaits them.

At the age of twelve, he and Mrs. Jin walked into the camp of the dead, and from that day on, he gave his life to his master.

At that time, he was not afraid of death, and he would die for his master at any time.

But he spent eighteen years peacefully, in these eighteen years, he has changed from a young boy to a delicate Jin Wang, he likes to wear soft mille-feuille shoes, he likes to add all kinds of preserved fruits to warm soju, he also likes to eat Sun Ji's meat sandwich buns, and he will send people to buy a few every day.

Although he and Mrs. Jin pretended to be a fake couple, what he liked was the red sleeves in the troupe, and he liked the warm smile and pure eyes of the red sleeves.

But he just liked it, he didn't dare to let people know, let alone let Red Sleeves know.

He was just a dead man, he had no relatives, and he couldn't have a lover.

When he went to Jiang's house to sing in the church that day, he didn't let Red Sleeves go with him for some reason.

Red Sleeves is not a dead man, she is a real actor, she doesn't know anything, he doesn't want Red Sleeves to flow into this muddy water.

I don't know what happened to the red sleeves, that girl loves drama like life, if she knew that something happened to Xiao Kun's class, she would be sad......

Jin Wang was thinking wildly, and he didn't know why he had so many thoughts.

He thought of the red sleeves, the meat sandwich buns of the old Sun family, and even the pair of hibiscus birds he had newly bought.

He is dead, Red Sleeves will soon forget about him, the old Sun family's business is so good, there is no shortage of him as a guest, Caiyunfei's boss has praised it a few times, I think he will refuse the pair of hibiscus birds as his own.

These things that he still cares about until his death will gradually forget him, and he will disappear without a trace like a drop of water under the sun.

The fear that he had never had expanded little by little in his heart, until this moment, Jin Wang suddenly found that he didn't want to die.

Jin Wang Jin Wang subconsciously twisted his body, and that familiar feeling of not falling hit again, fortunately, he was still hanging in the cell, he was not dead, he was still alive.

Suddenly, a woman's voice floated from afar, babbling, it was someone singing.

The sound seemed far away, but it was close.

Jin Wang couldn't help but listen, and this time he heard it, it was the voice of the red sleeves.

It's Red Sleeves!

They scratched the red sleeves!

An inexplicable anger rose from the bottom of his heart, Jin Wang twisted his body, the binding iron chains rattled, he wanted to tell them that Red Sleeves didn't know anything, she was not a dead soldier, she was the same as the actors in Xiao Kun's class, they were caught by them as cover.

The dead soldiers learn to kill, and they learn a few words of singing while grinding their guns, but they can't become horns, so if you want to enter the back house of high-ranking officials and dignitaries in a grand manner, you must have a real drama.

Redsleeves hadn't done anything, she was just unlucky.

Red Sleeves' voice was like a complaint, he could hear it, it was Sauvignon Blanc.

The woman in Sauvignon Blanc died of grief in the end, will Red Sleeves also die?

The sound of chains is getting louder and louder, Jin Wang is desperately struggling, he wants to break these chains, he wants to take what is in his mouth, he wants to shout out, he wants to tell them, let go of the red sleeves!

Suddenly, the woman's singing stopped abruptly, and silence returned to all around.

Like a grave, and like hell.

What about the Red Sleeves? Why didn't Red Sleeves sing?

The hairs on Jin Wang's whole body stood up, his brain changed from sober to chaotic, and then from chaotic to sober, bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped into his eyes, his eyes couldn't open, he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, and the darkness in front of him was gradually replaced by mist.

With a bang, someone opened the door of the cell in the darkness, and a ball of light rose to reflect the handsome young face.

"Jin Wang!"

Someone is calling his name, is it Black and White Impermanence who has come to take him to the underworld?

So what about Red Sleeves?

Who can prove the innocence of Redsleeves when he dies? Mrs. Jin won't, that ruthless woman, I wish I could take a few more people to die together.

The mist in his eyes gradually dissipated, and Jin Wang saw the face in front of him clearly.

Although they haven't been able to infiltrate the Qin King's Mansion yet, they have already memorized several of the Qin King's favorite generals.

This is Xiao Ren, Xiao Qishao!

Xiao Ren, fourteen years old, the adopted son of King Qin, said that he was a beggar on the road, and said that he was the nephew of Xiao Chengduun, the prince of Dingguo. Strengths: calm and resolute; Cons: Arrogance.

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Xiao Ren swung out the long sword in his hand and picked out the rag in Jin Wang's mouth, Jin Wang was startled by this cold action, but at the moment when the rag in his mouth was picked out, Jin Wang rushed out: "Put the red sleeves, I'll move!" ”

Two days later, the big cake vividly described how Qi Shao tricked Jin Wang to confess, he learned Jin Wang to speak for a while, and then learned to sing women, although Shen Tong and Fang Fei did not witness it with their own eyes, they could also imagine what the scene was like at that time.

Jin Wang has been boiled for so many days, even Hai Dongqing honestly admitted to planting, but his mouth seemed to be cast in iron, and he refused to say anything. Who would have thought that Qi Shao would recruit them all if he just asked a woman to sing a few words of drama? Qi Shao is really amazing", although he has already said it for the third time, but the cake still has to ask one more question, "Miss Shen, you said yes, right?" ”