Behind him was the voice of a young man, with ferocity and exhaustion: "Shut up! ”

Gu Chuan listened to the young man's breathing, and only then did he notice a trace of abnormality. Listening closely, he could clearly hear footsteps not far away, gradually approaching.

Gu Chuandeng, who realized something, felt that blood was pouring into his head, almost suffocating. Death seemed to have grabbed him by the throat, and at worst, this catastrophe could not be avoided.

The boy also realized that he would definitely not have a chance to escape if he continued like this. made a decision immediately, took out the package and stuffed it into Xu Mingyi's arms, and stumbled in the other direction.

On the other side, the footsteps were noisy, and he chased the boy. Only Gu Chuan was left holding the package in his hand and was stunned.

He left the countryside in a hurry, found a place near the city gate, and huddled together with many beggars like him, buried his head, and slept sleepily for the night. When he woke up the next day, Gu Chuan entered the city, found a sparsely populated alley, and opened the package to see it.

When he slept with it last night, he felt hard and awkward, and Gu Chuan thought with sadness and greed in his heart, if only there were a lot of gold and silver treasures in the package.

When Gu Chuan muttered quietly, the barrage floated one by one, all laughing, or praising the anchor's acting skills. In fact, this paragraph doesn't matter about Gu Chuan's performance, he just needs to follow the established plot, no matter how detailed things are, it is very tiring to do.

When other anchors do role-playing, they focus on the plot to ensure their acting skills, and the non-key or transitional plots can be shaken for a while.

If something happens, you can only try to make up for it; I can't make up for it, I can only pray that I haven't deviated too far from the plot.

Therefore, anchors who generally don't have some acting skills are not very happy to do role-playing copies, because if you don't pay attention to the plot, you will deviate, and the items required for the task are generally at the end of the plot, and once you deviate, it is difficult to correct the original ending. The people you should meet can't meet, and the feelings you should have can't be generated. Compared with role-playing, more people are willing to do time experience, exciting and fun, even if they are scared and shout that the audience will buy it, unlike the role experience, once the acting skills are timid, and the degree of acting and not acting is not good, the barrage is a scolding.

But Gu Chuan, there may really be such a thing as talent.

In the daylight, Gu Chuan opened the package and saw a ball of clothes. Wrapped in the package is a sandalwood box with an atmosphere of antiquity and nobility.

The box couldn't be opened, Gu Chuan shook it in his hand, and there was no sound in it. He was puzzled, and at the same time moved his mind, thinking that such a box made of sandalwood would definitely be exchanged for a lot of money if he took it to the pawnshop. He was born in troubled times, his life was full of joys and sorrows, and his youth was in turmoil, and now the reality has already worn out his youthful spirit to the point where he was young. Can you ask a flower child who only runs around for the sake of food all day long?

But despite this, Gu Chuan didn't really take the box. After a little thought, he could guess that it was because of this thing that yesterday's boy was killed. There must be some secret in this, which made his long-dormant blood swell up a little, so he made the decision to leave the box by his side for the time being.

Gu Chuan didn't expect the people who were chasing him to come so quickly.

Early this morning, he had learned that the beggars in the city were to be the first to be examined. The footsteps of the soldiers echoed through the streets and alleys, and the poor scrawny men were taken to the gates of the city to be questioned by a certain adult.

Gu Chuan curled up, guarding the sandalwood box tightly, trembling all over, extremely humble.

He was hidden among many like him, his head bowed, his back hunched, revealing a thin, dull yellow neck.

And the pair of eyes as black as night hidden in his unkempt hair flashed with determination and excitement.

When it came to Gu Chuan, he lowered his head and shrank and revealed the box in a cringe. The adult's face changed, but he didn't make any big moves, just ordered someone to leave the city gate with Gu Chuan.

Gu Chuan's abacus is like this, this thing is so important, it is estimated that they will figure out how this thing got into his hands first, so they are not in a hurry to kill him. As long as he can ensure that his little life can't be lost for a while, he dares to play.

Xu Mingyi, who was once sixteen or seventeen years old, was bold, because at that time he clearly knew that he had a strong backing behind him, and he couldn't turn the sky up no matter how he played. And after a change of family and death, he was first resentful, then powerless, and finally reached the point where he had nothing to love. However, the night he met the boy, he realized that the fear he had when facing a naked death made people want to be ironic. Instead of living in such fear all day long, do something about it.

Following in the footsteps of the man in front of him, he came to a secluded corner of the city. It is secluded because most of the people living here are dignitaries and foreigners.

When he arrived at a certain door, the leader knocked on the door, the length was orderly, and it seemed to be some kind of code. He glanced back at Gu Chuan, with disgust and disdain in his eyes.

Gu Chuan hurriedly showed a flattering smile, enough doglegs, like a low-level person who was really bullied.

Instantly, however, he bowed his head humbly at the man's cold snort.

The man led him through the back hall and the flower garden to a small room.

This made Gu Chuan a little confused, and he didn't know what the other party had in mind.

This couldn't help but make him feel uneasy, and the fear of the cold wind that night seemed to pour over again, and the hot blood cooled slightly, leaving a piece of chagrin.

Soon after the passer-by left, Gu Chuan heard footsteps approaching outside the door when he was anxious.

The footsteps were cold and slow. made Gu Chuan unconsciously break out in a cold sweat.

The door was slowly pushed open, and there was a withered moan.

Gu Chuan stared at the door, and as the door slowly opened, he was greeted by a tall figure, a long robe, and a face with long eyebrows.

He froze. Because this person he has an impression – or rather, a know.

This person is described in the plot of the data, he only knows the general plot, and knows that he will come into contact with him - but it is not written in the plot of the data that he has contact with him in this way, one identity is a beggar, and the other identity is ...... Although Gu Chuan is not very clear about the specific title, it is still quite noble.

The visitor frowned when they saw him, as if they didn't recognize him.

just beckoned someone to take Gu Chuan down to clean it, and the box was left in the room.

Gu Chuan followed the maid, pretending to be cowering.

He understands that the crux of the plot has really begun.

Since he first entered the plot dungeon, he has already skipped the plot twice, and now it seems that the time is about the same.

Hope all the best.

No maid is willing to serve a person named Hanako to take a bath, and Gu Chuan is also happy to be quiet.

When taking a shower, the barrage turned into a non-selfie mode, which caused Gu Chuan not to bow his head the whole time, although Xiaoluo said that even if he lowered his head, he would put on a thick mosaic.

But Gu Chuan is still very ...... Shy.

So in the midst of being teased by a group of barrages, Gu Chuan hoped for the longest bath in his life...... After all, in order to conform to the identity setting of being called Hanako, his body is indeed very dirty.