Zhou Zhongliang sat withered in a daze, his hands trembling constantly, and his expression was extremely desperate.

"It's over... I'm over..." Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks. He regretted it! He regretted that he had come up with a bad idea and agreed to go this way. It was so confusing to have a lard!

If, if he hadn't come up with this idea at that time, or if he had found a reason not to go like this, how could such a bad thing fall on him? Now, Huang Jie and Wu Gang died, Zhu Yicheng was rescued by Yuan Qi, and he also fell into the hands of the thief. If he failed the job, he would give people good results? Moreover, in order to save his life, he not only revealed Zhu Yicheng's identity to Yuan Qi, but even...

He looked down at his hands, and a bright red stinged his eyes. Zhou Zhongliang couldn't help but close his eyes, and tears could not be suppressed.

These thieves are really not something! They are simply crazy!

Just now, Zhou Zhongliang, who had never even killed a chicken on weekdays, actually killed one person, and an innocent person. As the local begged, Zhou Zhongliang held the machete that the third brother forced him with trembling hands, lifted it up with difficulty like lifting a mountain, and then chopped it down again...

With screams and wailings, Zhou Zhongliang didn't know how many times he had slashed. It was not until the other party was silent and the hand holding the machete was stopped by the third brother.

"I didn't see that you, old master, are you cruel enough? Hahaha! We will be our own people in the future. Master Zhou, please rest well."

Amid the laughter, the third brother patted Zhou Zhongliang on the shoulder and left, and the corpse on the ground was quickly dragged away. In addition to the smell of blood, there was only Zhou Zhongliang who looked as if dead.

"Sentence of Representation"

Zhou Zhongliang, who is well-read, did not understand the other party's sinister intentions, but he could not refuse at all. If he wanted to survive, he had to do this, but what were the consequences of doing this? Zhou Zhongliang knew it clearly in his heart.

"I have been thinking about it for half my life, but after all, I ended up like this..."

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhongliang couldn't stop crying, just like the faucet that had turned on the gate, but he didn't dare to cry loudly, so he could only bury his head in front of his knees and let the tears wet his shirt.

If it were said that his identity as Zhu Yicheng was a temporary solution before, Zhou Zhongliang fell into the hands of Yuan Qi and his group and kept thinking about how to escape. As long as he could escape, he found the government and then brought people back, he would still have a way out for his crimes.

Now, I was forced to submit my letter of fame and Zhou Zhongliang's retreat was gone. So what if I escape now? Can the blood stained with my hands be washed away? No matter what, I am all dead.

Zhou Zhongliang wiped his tears with his cuffs, and could not accept the facts, so he had no choice but to accept it. He has now become the target of the government's arrest, just like Yuan Qi and the others.

"Forget it! Forget it!" Zhou Zhongliang, who gradually calmed down, sighed and then fell into deep thought.

Zhu Yicheng finally had a good night's sleep and finally had the first full meal that came to this era. Although the only thing he was lying down was a simple bamboo bed and the food was not a delicacy, the continuous fear and hunger made Zhu Yicheng understand how hard-earned this kind of ordinary life was.

It was the second day since he woke up, and Zhu Yicheng could finally get out of bed and walk around. He was sore all over his body after being tied up. Yuan Qi sent three people to guard him, one was the woman, and the other two were guarding the door and not allowing him to go out. Zhu Yicheng could only walk around the room in a small step, while silently thinking about what to deal with next.

His head hurts so much that he doesn't know the whole story. Zhu Yicheng, who doesn't know the whole story, didn't even think of a bad idea. In the end, he simply doesn't think about it and just lie on the bamboo bed and closes his eyes.

What he is most willing to see now is to return to the 21st century when he opens his eyes. Time travel is really terrible. Zhu Yicheng feels that this risk is not something that people can bear at all. He thinks that he doesn’t have a part of the protagonist’s halo, so he should end this experience as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, no matter how many times he closed his eyes and opened them, the dark and broken house was still the sight. The strange smell around him floated, reminding him that he was still in the Qing Dynasty.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and soon another night came. After using the meal, Zhu Yicheng scattered in the house bored for a while and then walked back to the bamboo bed and lay down. Unexpectedly, shortly after lying down, the closed door creaked open.

"Please stay here, the third leader, I will definitely persuade the young master to do a big deal."

A person's words came from the door, and then a person walked in under the dim light. He entered the house and turned around to cover the door. Then he looked back at Zhu Yicheng who was already sitting up on the bamboo bed and smiled at him.

"Young master looks much better." Zhou Zhongliang said with a smile.

"You... aren't you?" Zhou Zhongliang once followed Yuan Qi to see Zhu Yicheng for the first time, but at that time Zhou Zhongliang stood far away, and the light in the room was not good, Zhu Yicheng did not recognize him. Now Zhou Zhongliang walked up to him and spoke, and Zhu Yicheng recognized who the other party was at a glance.

"Young Master remember me? Just remember me! It seems that my husband is not seriously injured." Zhou Zhongliang smiled and kind-hearted, but his hands were not idle. Before Zhu Yicheng could shout it out, he covered his mouth.

“Woooooooooo….”

"Young Master, don't panic. I have no malice. You are a little gentle. Listen to me first." Don't look at Zhou Zhongliang's thin and literati, but his hands are quite strong. Maybe he was trained yesterday when he handed over his letter of fame.

"Young master, do you know where this is?" Zhou Zhongliang asked first, and then said, "This is a strong man's nest! Young master thinks carefully, remember what happened before? This group of strong men are brave enough to kill the officers and soldiers who escort the young master, and now they have taken the young master and I here..."

Zhou Zhongliang explained their place in a few words and explained the origin of Laojun Sect.

“Woo… put… put… put… put….”

"Okay, okay, young master, as long as you promise me not to shout, I will let go now." Zhou Zhongliang said.

"Uh-huh."

"Remember not to shout! Those strong men who are all killing without blinking. Killing officials and rebelling is as simple as drinking tea and eating. Remember, young master!"

"Yeah yeah yeah..."

Zhou Zhongliang let go of his hand. Zhu Yicheng, who was so covered that he could hardly breathe, was gasping for breath. After gasping for a long time, he recovered.

"you……."

"I am Zhou Zhongliang, whose courtesy name is Junchen, just call me Master Zhou."

“Master Zhou….”

"Yes, my husband and my son, your father is a family friend. My son's father once had great kindness to me back then. You should remember it!"

When Zhu Yicheng heard Zhou Zhongliang's words, he was confused. He understood what the other party said, but why can't he understand the meaning of it when it is connected?

Zhou Zhongliang and his father are friends with his father? He is also kind to him? His father drinks Douyin every day in 2019! He will know Zhou Zhongliang, which is like a ghost! Not to mention his family has great kindness to him. Besides, if it is really like Zhou Zhongliang said, who brought him to prison? This way of repaying kindness has never been heard of since ancient times.
Chapter completed!