Tang Dynasty.

Chang'an Kyoto.

Jiahuifang, patrol ya prison.

Bang--

The sound of heavy objects falling sounded.

Then there were the groans of pain, and the harsh sound of sand, stones, straw rubbing.

The smell of damp mold, bloody smell and rancidity are strong.

"Where am I?"

Yuan Kang slowly woke up, his vision was still blurred.

The eyes are like fog, and everything you see is fragmented, hazy and turbid.

"This...is this a cell?"

Yuan Kang endured a burst of pain all over his body, supported his arms hard, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

Even this action made Yuan Kang's eyes turn black, his heart beat like a drum, and his ears buzzed, and he felt a dizzy feeling.

"Why am I in the cell?"

Yuan Kang looked at the surrounding environment.

Surrounded by sand and rotten straw, waves of gloomy and cold air filled the surroundings.

The dark thick wood circles are closed like a cage.

A middle-aged man lay on the left side, who seemed to have just been thrown in, trembling and moaning, his breath became weaker and he was not far from death.

An old man lying on the other side should have died in struggle, his hands and feet twisted and stiff, showing a desperate and painful death.

The tide of memories surged...

In the first year of the Tang Dynasty, the first year of Sisheng, Chang'an Jiahuifang Street, Yuanjia Tavern...

The incomplete picture passed by, and Yuan Kang finally knew his situation.

“I actually traveled through time…”

"And it was someone who was framed, and the prison started..."

Yuan Kang, who was only nineteen years old, was the heir to the Yuan family’s restaurant. Due to the death of his parents, the restaurant was handed over to the loyal butler to take care of it.

Unexpectedly, in just two years, the housekeeper colluded with the commander of the city patrol and occupied the restaurant, and incited Yuan Kang to prison for false charges.

"Why is this bitter and miserable story? This is not the time travel I want..."

Yuan Kang wanted to vent his emotions, shout, and wanted to make some excitement.

But with a slight movement, the bones will be filled with pain and sweat.

This original owner, who was powerless, was very lucky that he did not die in prison...

Although he was not dead, he was hungry and thirsty, his throat was dry and smoked, and his chest was so hungry that he was pressed against his back. He was tortured for a day and a night, and was on the verge of mental and physical collapse.

The reason why he was not punished was because the housekeeper needed Yuan Kang to sign and hand over the wine shop legitimately.

The ones who were imprisoned with Yuan Kang were the chefs in the restaurant and the old tent.

After the old accountant was tortured, he vomited out the account book he was in charge, but could not withstand the torture and died in struggle.

The chef was half dead and was sentenced to death.

The pig stew soup and fresh fish soup cakes in Lao Yuan’s wine shop are all inherited skills. At that time, Yuan’s father accepted two apprentices, the chef and the housekeeper, one in charge of the kitchen and the other as the shopkeeper.

No one would have thought that the vulgar and unpleasant cook apprentice was determined to stick to morality and refused to surrender until death. The seemingly smart and loyal butler apprentice stabbed the knife in the back and ruined the master's family business.

Everything you know and everything you see in front of you is cold truth.

Yuan Kang raised his right palm.

There is a tiny red-dot black mole in the palm of my palm.

This is a fetal mole that Yuan Kang had since childhood. After getting drunk, Yuan's father praised "My son is rich and powerful", so he named it the word "Kang", which means he can withstand blessings.

"Is it a plug-in? Is it a system? Turn it on for me..."

Yuan Kang's heartfelt call...

Obviously, there is nothing to use...

Reluctantly put down his hand, Yuan Kang looked at the dying chef beside him.

what to do?

How can I escape from the sky?

Could it be that after a trip, my family was destroyed by a back stab?

At this moment.

A slight green light suddenly appeared on the body of the bloody and dying chef, and then extended upwards and gathered into a "question mark" above his head.

The green "question mark" shows Yuan Kang's eyes.

Yuan Kang was stunned.

What does this mean? What does it mean?

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The chains of the prison door were pushed open after the sound, interrupting Yuan Kang's thoughts.

Looking back.

The housekeeper, wearing a white robe and smart-looking, stepped into the cell with a lantern.

"Yuan Xiaoer, a master of the times is a hero!"

The housekeeper looked at Yuan Kang condescendingly:

"You can keep your life as long as you sign and seal it. I will give you some kindness and give you some money. After you exil to the border, you can keep your food and clothing. How about it?"

After saying that, the housekeeper added meaningfully: "There is not much time, and Commander Cao is anxious to wait for a reply. If you resist stubbornly and are killed, I can also use the dead to write it."

Yuan Kang looked at the butler coldly: "Dog guy, do you still have the face to see me?"

The housekeeper didn't care, so he squatted down slowly and stared at Yuan Kang:

"Yuan Xiaoer, don't be ungrateful. I'm helping you to keep some blood for the Yuan family. Otherwise, your family will be destroyed and you will have nothing. Do you understand?"

puff--

Yuan Kang spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva and hit the butler in the face.

The butler's face turned from white to green, from green to purple. He stretched out his sleeve to wipe off his saliva, his eyes were extremely resentful, and he waved his palm and slapped Yuan Kang's face.

Yuan Kang raised his strength to avoid him, but he was slower after all, and his face was scratched by the butler's nails and bloodstained.

The scorching pain spread, Yuan Kang gritted his teeth tightly, enduring the dizziness that was exhausted.

"After tonight, it will be your death!"

The butler stood up with a gloomy face, "I'm waiting for you to reply in the prison torture room. As long as you sign and seal it, you can avoid death! Otherwise, no one will collect your body!"

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The prison door closed again, and the faint flames of the lantern gradually faded away.

Yuan Kang's eyes fell into darkness again.

Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak...

A sparse sound rang in the cell, and a few huge black-haired mice ran around. They seemed to feel something and seemed restless.

There are often piles of mice in the cell. Yuan Kang has seen them a lot for a long time and has not taken them to heart. He struggled to crawl towards the chef.

The green "question mark" is still clearly displayed in front of you.

Only I can see it?

The butler didn't even look at the cook in and out, which means the butler couldn't see the green "question mark".

Yuan Kang was silent for a moment, tried to reach out, touched the chef's arm, and gently pushed it.

In an instant, the chef's body was like a strange and twisted afterimage, with the illusion of fragmentation and reorganization, but it was fleeting and seemed to have never happened before.

suddenly!

Behind the chef, it seems like a layer of "skin" is revealed.

The shadow-shaped black shadow suddenly separated and stood up.

The shadow play is exactly the same as the chef, but his appearance is pitch black and his whole body is surrounded by black fog. He is leaning on a black steel fork in his hand, with a fierce expression.

Yuan Kang was stunned and his scalp was numb!

He never expected this to be the case.
To be continued...