In the sixth year of Dacheng, the first heavy snow fell on Chang'an. A thick layer of the towering city walls looked like thick cream on a cake from a distance. The city was icy everywhere, hanging on pointed eaves. The snow covered the winding trees on the edge of the street, covered with silver, and the heavy snow fell enchantingly, and the air was filled with clear smell.

The heavy snow did not overwhelm the lively atmosphere of Chang'an City. Two months after the end of the year, the busy farming season ended, but the heavy snow made the New Year atmosphere a little heavier. The sound of pedestrians creaking on the snow on the road, the children ran, laughed, and were making noise, and the white air sprayed in their mouths and the steam coming out of the steamer shone together. In October, the busy farming season ended. Fortunately, Daqin had many entertainment activities and business was very prosperous. What’s important is that Daqin’s politics was still very open-minded.

The entire Qin Dynasty was shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere, and the people continued to prepare New Year's goods happily. The four cities in the east, west, south, north and north were bustling and very lively.

Chen Qi blinked sleepily, and the room was a little dark. He sighed and was not dead. It shouldn't be that situation could still come alive. After adapting to the darkness for a while, it was still a little dim. The roof seemed to be a beam, and it was unclear. The air was filled with a faint fragrance of charcoal burning. A high-end product. Chen Qi thought to himself, and wanted to reach out and flick his eyes. Just as he was about to move, a severe pain came from behind. Damn, Chen Qi cursed inwardly, looking down at his hands, delicate, white, tender and obese, and his body was covered with bandages from his neck, wrapping himself around like a silkworm pupa. Chen Qi looked around and looked at this building that obviously did not belong to his time. He shook his head in pain. It seemed that he had really traveled through time.

After moving slightly, the severe pain came from behind. Sure enough, I was still seriously injured. I came to this world for three days and lay on the bed for three days. The wounds behind me were invisible. The pain from the passing should be from my neck to my waist. I don’t know who this deity offended and was cut like this with a knife.

Chen Qi has been a soldier for five years, two ordinary years, three years of special forces, and has made a mistake and been in jail for one year. The undercover career that has been out of prison for more than ten years has made him feel tired. It is a relief.

The vivid pictures flashed back in my mind, and I might no longer have to worry about them. In the third year of the gang, the boss died and the boss died. Ah Huang ran to him nervously and shouted. In the same year, his superiors were gone, and he was the only person who knew his identity.

The year when I discovered that there were rats in the police station, the rat also discovered himself and told him that my boss was gone, and your boss was gone, who knew I was a bad person, and who knew you were a good person.

Make a deal.

I want to be a good person.

Sorry, I'm a policeman.

Haha, the classic plot in the Infernal Affairs actually happened to me. When eating is like eating shit, I warned myself that I will never be an undercover agent in the next life, and even if I really am a drug dealer, I will not be my brother. That thing is not done by humans.

His chief, Sir, was gone. He only had his own file in the police station. He was designed by that mouse. At first, he followed his brother Huang to block the gun for him. Xiao Hei was framed as an undercover agent. He lost three or six holes and lost too much blood. He was not bad. He was just running errands on the outside. He had 70 or 80 years old ladies at home. He took them with him just to make a living. He never let them take care of his bad things. But they were all dead because of themselves. If nothing unexpected happens, the position of the gangster boss will be left for him. He has been in trouble for more than ten years. In terms of qualifications and abilities, no one can compare to him. Even the mouse has come to discuss cooperation with him. Haha, it’s light, but it’s not a dream now. That night, he clearly felt that a bullet penetrated his heart. Haha, it’s better to have technology. I have to walk out of the mountains more often in the future.

In a daze, the sky was getting brighter. In the morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window to the ground. Chen Qi saw clearly the layout of the house, the wooden furniture, the wooden bed, and the quilt on his body were also extremely luxurious. The silk and satin were not clearly distinguished, and it was soft and comfortable. Not far from the bed was a large copper stove. The fragrance of charcoal overflowed from the hollowed-out gap on the stove.

There were rustling footsteps outside the door, and it was the sound of the door opening. A terrifying little Si came in, dressed in ancient costume. Seeing that he was twelve or thirteen years old, holding a steaming copper basin, acting, Chen Qi's first reaction, then thought of some possibility and cursed.

Damn, no, Chen Qi cursed, and had a bad premonition. Then he stretched out his hand to look at it. It was delicate, slender, white and tender. No matter how you look at it, it was not the one that ruined his rough fingerprints.

Sure enough, Xiao Si said, "San Young Master, are you awake?" A young man who looked like a servant just entered the door and saw Chen Qi's shiny black eyes, showing a surprise expression. He said and withdrew, "San Young Master, you wake up, the third Young Master, you wake up."

The third young master, the family is well off. Chen Qi didn't say anything, and hummed a few words. After Xiao Si called him back, he washed Chen Qi's hands and feet up and down. A hint of cold air rushed in from the crack of the door, which made Chen Qi shudder. The copper furnace was luxurious and red inside, and there was a lot of charcoal. Unfortunately, in winter, it can't play much role and it's not as warm as the earthen kang. Xiao Si is also understanding. Seeing that the young master is a little chill, he fills the charcoal in the copper furnace, and the smoke is heavier.

Of course, the third young master woke up. He woke up three days ago. If he hadn't been unable to withstand hunger, he would have fainted for a few more days to understand what era this was. Chen Qi was very confused and dared not show his fear. The original owner's memory did not leave much. He only knew that Xiao Si was his follower, named Chen Kang. Chen Qi was carefully evaluating the news. Unfortunately, no one told him that he didn't even understand the components of his family. What kind of businessman, or landlord, or a member of a country? Anyway, he would not be a commoner. The layout in the house was the huge heating copper stove placed in the hall, which was not suitable for ordinary people. Unfortunately, it looked prosperous and not warm. If he could build a fireplace connecting the kitchen and the kang, the two stoves could make a two-entry yard warm.

An older butler heard Chen Kang's scream and scolded him. "What are you panic? What are you quarrels? What are you going to be a quarrel? Xiaokang, go and notify the old lady and the master, Xiao An, go and call the doctor of the crop,"

Chen Kang stuck out his tongue and ran to the west yard where the master lived. The old butler pushed the door and opened the window, "Sanlang, are you cold?"

A cold wind blew in from the window, Chen Qi shivered, covered with a thick quilt, sweating all over, and felt a little hot, "Uh, not cold". The old butler was tall and Kong Wu was powerful, and he looked more like a general on the battle formation than a butler. Looking at the old butler's firm face, the name Chen Fu broke out from his mind. This was the person around his grandfather.

Chen Qi calmed down, raised his hand, looking at his young and obese palms, about thirteen or fourteen years old? Chen Qi thought to himself, "I don't know which dynasty this is, and whether I can go back. It's better not to go back, there is nothing to nostalgic about there, I live like a pile of rotten meat."
Chapter completed!