Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

An Ting didn't want to argue too much with a stranger, as that would only waste his time, so he said to Rongchuan: "Let's go, we don't need to continue talking nonsense with her, it's useless to talk more."

Rongchuan looked at the woman in red and snorted coldly, "My friend is right, there is nothing to say to you wallflowers. Talking more is useless!"

"Who are you calling a loser?" The one who spoke was the woman in red's companion. She had long black hair hanging behind her. She stood up and pushed Rongchuan and asked sternly: "If you have the ability, speak clearly. Who are you calling a fool?!"

Rongchuan: "Whoever responds to me will be the one."

Just when the two ladies were about to attack Rongchuan, An Ting felt as if time had stopped. The two ladies in front of him and everyone else in the restaurant were all frozen.

An Ting had no idea what was happening at this moment. He waved his hand in front of Rongchuan, "Rongchuan, what's wrong with you?"

Wanyan Qingji grabbed An Ting's wrist and explained to him: "This is a time-stopping skill. Rongchuan will not be in any danger."

An Ting immediately understood what Wanyan Qingji meant, "That's it, what do you plan to do next?"

"I'll hypnotize those two people, and we'll leave the restaurant directly later."

"Okay, I don't want to conflict with them. Things are already ugly enough."

Wanyan Qingji nodded, "Okay."

Wanyan Qingji performed the simplest hypnosis on the two ladies, making them forget about their meeting and dispute with An Ting tonight.

When the time stasis skill expired, Rongchuan first stood there dumbly, then glanced at the two ladies, and muttered in a low voice: "Why are they... wrong? Didn't I argue with them just now? What now... "

An Ting pulled him and walked out of the restaurant. As he walked, he said, "Let's go back to my house. I'll make you a more delicious seafood dinner."

As soon as Rongchuan heard that An Ting was going to cook in person, he immediately put the unpleasant things behind him.

Wanyan Qingji left the restaurant after taking care of things in the restaurant. As soon as he walked out of the door of the restaurant, he saw An Ting holding Rongchuan's hand, and his face turned gloomy on the spot.

When An Ting saw this, he immediately let go and even kept a step away from Rongchuan.

Rongchuan's mood plummeted when he saw that An Ting cared so much about Wanyan Qingji's feelings.

"An Ting, you really forget your duty."

"When did I forget my true love?"

"Isn't it just a matter of holding hands between friends? Why is he so unhappy? His face almost fell to the ground."

Wanyan Qingji said coldly, "If it were you, would you accept your lover's intimate contact with other people?"

"I don't mind if it's a friend."

"That's because you're single and don't understand."

"You! You discriminate against singles!"

Wanyan Qingji walked to An Ting, held his hand, and said softly: "Did you not have enough to eat just now? Do you want to go home and let me cook some of your favorite dishes?"

"Huh? You cook?"

"Well, do you want to eat?"

"of course."

"Then let's go home." Wanyan Qingji looked at An Ting with doting eyes, pinched the tip of his nose and said, "After you are full, it will be my turn."

"If you don't eat meat for a day, you will feel uncomfortable, right?"

"Well, you are my medicine."

Rongchuan looked at the sweet backs of An Ting and Wanyan Qingji. He raised his head and glanced at the cold moonlight, sighed helplessly, and thought to himself: Suddenly he felt quite redundant.

"Are you uncomfortable? Do you feel uncomfortable seeing An Ting and Wanyan Qingji together?"

Rongchuan looked left and right. There was no one around him, but he clearly heard someone speaking in his ear just now.

"Who?"

Rongchuan scratched his hair and asked himself in confusion: "Is it because I am too tired from work and am hearing hallucinations? That's right. I have been really tired these past two days."

After a while, Rongchuan saw that An Ting and Wanyan Qingji had walked away. He immediately ran over to follow him. He babbled beside An Ting, "An Ting, I haven't eaten enough yet. I have to go too." Do you mind if you just have extra pairs of bowls and chopsticks for dinner at your house? Also, I was just about to share with you the surprise of opening a coffin in the laboratory."

Rongchuan walked into An Ting's new house. After changing his shoes, he began to look at the decoration of the living room, and then asked curiously: "An Ting, why don't you live in the previous house?"

"The bedroom here is bigger."

"House prices here seem to be very expensive. Do you want to pay in full or take a loan?"

An Ting glanced at Wanyan Qingji who was busy in the kitchen. He smiled and explained to Rongchuan: "Qingji and I bought the house in full."

"Wow, does that mean that this house is your wedding room?"

An Ting suddenly felt a little embarrassed and lowered his head, "What about a wedding room? Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I right? You and Wanyan Qingji paid for the house together. You two are a couple, so why would you call it a wedding house?"

"Okay, stop talking so much. Just now you said the coffin was opened in the laboratory. Has the coffin in the emperor's tomb been opened yet?"

When he mentioned this matter, Rongchuan immediately became serious. He walked to the sofa and sat down. He solemnly explained to An Ting: "You didn't come to the laboratory that day. You don't know how bizarre the coffin is."

"Huh? How bizarre?"

"The ancient corpse in the coffin is lifelike, and its skin is particularly elastic. It doesn't look like it has been buried underground for more than 2000 years."

After Rongchuan finished speaking, he immediately took out the mobile phone in his pocket, opened the photo album and handed the mobile phone to An Ting. He said: "Look, I secretly took this photo. Look carefully, is there nothing wrong with it at all?" Does it look like it has been buried for more than 2000 years? Especially like it was just buried not long ago.”

An Ting looked at the photos on his phone carefully. The ancient corpse in the photo was indeed as Rongchuan said. The skin was lifelike and even the facial features were clearly visible. If it weren't for the fact that the coffin was really lifted out of the emperor's tomb, maybe everyone would Everyone thought he was just asleep, not dead.

"An Ting, do you remember the painting on the mural? In the last scene on the mural, the man seemed to have white hair, but after the coffin was opened, the body lying in his coffin had long black hair. It's really strange. Could it be Isn’t the person in the coffin the same as the person on the mural?”

"I don't know. If you ask me, I don't know either."

"Generally, an ancient corpse that has been buried for more than 2000 years, no matter how elastic the skin is, will never be as lifelike as this, and the facial features will change a little, but look at this ancient corpse, the skin is better than that of a living person like me. He looked nothing like a dead man, except that he was pale and bloodless."

An Ting nodded, fully agreeing with Rongchuan's statement.

"This emperor's tomb is indeed very strange, but after all, it is an ancient tomb more than 2000 years ago. We have no way of knowing what the truth is and can only make various assumptions."

"Hey, I really want to have the ability to travel back in time. I can go back to more than 2000 years ago to see what kind of technology was used to preserve the body so well."