Multiple heroines, passionate but not sentimental!
Shen Moyan felt like he had had a long, long dream.
In the dream, he was still on the tour bus. His colleagues were chattering in the back and discussing what to eat for dinner. Xiao Zhou in the front row was holding up his mobile phone to live broadcast the scenery outside the window. Then there was a loud noise, the sky was spinning, the glass was shattering, and there were screams——
His eyes shot open.
What comes into view is not the white ceiling of the hospital, but a rough wooden beam. The air was filled with the smell of incense and candles, as well as a faint smell of herbs.
"Where... Is this?"
He subconsciously wanted to sit up, but found that his whole body felt like it was falling apart, and every muscle was aching.
"Ghost... Ghost!"
See how the protagonist went from a poor scholar to the first person in the Ming Dynasty step by step!
