The night before, Lin Qian was still counting the money in his bankbook and planning for early retirement. Then he opened his eyes again and it was gone! He is a golden finger, but he is holding the script of Tianbeng, and he has transformed into a dead soldier who was abandoned in Yizhuang. Those at the bottom can no longer be at the bottom. Not to mention the remaining blood of the fragile skin, but also one body with two souls... Lin Qian wanted to die again.
"Finally I can watch the night for my master again!" The little soul jumped up and down with excitement.
Lin Qian said silently, "Is there overtime pay for vigil? If not, I won't do it."
"Save the master!" The little soul's silent cry was deafening.
Lin Qian was immovable and bargained, "Hand over the hidden private money first."
Lin Qian, who was squatting on the tree and staring at the little bird, was very troubled. Yesterday, he was praised by the manager again for his loyalty, and he was allowed to guard the prince closely, but he just wanted to save enough money and run away... God, why don't you just split the thunder, and the soul of the two will be killed, which one counts, right? !
Yue Chen, the fourth prince who was used to being cold and aloof, recently noticed a dead soldier. He was obviously afraid of death but risked his life to protect him. But Yue Chen could clearly see that this dead soldier had fear in his eyes and resistance on his face, even with some disgust and contempt.
Disgusted and despised? Yue Chen wanted to kill someone, but the dead man did his duty and blocked the knife for him. It was not easy to kill him.
"Your Majesty, a bowl of wonton noodles, five taels of silver, thank you." Lin Qian stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and the little soul in his body was so frightened that he burped.
There was silence in the room for a moment, then Yue Chen threw out an East Pearl and said, "One more bowl."
Beautiful and delicious? Those are thoughts that come only after you are full and warm. In front of people who worry about their lives every day, beauty can only delay things. For example, this sick and charming prince, why don't you die first? ! Lin Qian blocked a knife for a certain crispy guy with a numb look on his face.
Yue Chen saw the reluctance again and... "I'll reward you with a thousand taels!"
Lin Qian stepped forward quickly, waved his sword to block the gold owner behind him, and did not forget to sit on the ground and raise the price, "My lord, the reward must be gold."
Lin Qian silently rolled his eyes, "Stop it! If you have time to feel sorry for these princes and nobles who are overloaded with palace fights, it's better to feel sorry for the knees that you have to kneel at every turn!"... I despise these ancient 2.08 Million people! Especially the unconscious 2.08 Million people in front of me are so stupid!
"If you don't make money, do you expect your salary to be 65 years old?"
"Why 65 years old?" Yue Chen was puzzled and then said happily, "Oh, it turns out you want to grow old together with me!"
Lin Qian said ruthlessly: "In our place, the age of 65 is the day when you have just finished working as a cow and horse, but with your level, there is a high probability that you have entered..."
The young people from the bottom of society always look like low-class people wherever they go. Fortunately, they never forget their original aspirations and their charming and wealthy designs will never fail. After having a golden house, can Yan Ruyu be far behind? A wise man does not fall in love, the river of love will turn around and flow by itself.
Intention: If you don't forget your original intention, there will be repercussions