If friendship is an evergreen tree, then it must be watered by the clear spring from the heart; if friendship is a flower that blooms undefeated, then what shines on it must be the sun rising from the heart. If you can
I will treasure this precious friendship, and I will treasure this friendship forever.
Mo Ranchen has always regarded this precious friendship as a treasure, until he saw his best brother push him off the cliff in front of him. Maybe everyone has misunderstood friendship.
Don’t they all say that friends are there to deceive you? In the end, it doesn’t matter if you are deceived to death.
Subconsciously, I saw a scene of moonlight like water, quiet and peaceful, all sounds disappeared, very peaceful, isn't it?
Mo Ranchen looked at the crowds of people on the street in front of him. The vendors enthusiastically introduced their products and the crowds were full of people. He didn't know whether he was reborn or traveled through time. He subconsciously looked at his body, which had not become smaller.
, but changed into a set of ancient clothes. He didn't know whether it was Hanfu or Tang suit, because they seemed to him similar. Most of his impressions of ancient times were novels or TV series.
For descriptions in novels, adjectives are always written. Therefore, Mo Ranchen can't see the real thing, so he naturally doesn't understand the specific appearance. And in TV dramas, it is impossible to completely depict ancient clothes. He has watched a certain
Some TV dramas simply let the protagonist wear a piece of curtain.
"I don't know who changed my clothes. I hope it's not a pervert." Mo Ranchen looked at the gray-blue robe on his body. Although it was not his favorite color, it gave people a feeling of being indifferent to fame and wealth.
Not bad, I can score ninety points.
It seems to be off topic. What Mo Ranchen should be concerned about now is how to survive here. He doesn’t know what dynasty it is at this time. If the dynasty in history is okay, if he travels to another world, it will be tragic. ωωw..net
"I should be a gangster now, but in ancient times, you shouldn't have to ask everyone to hand over your ID when you meet them. Then there would be no fun?" Mo Ranchen thought this way. He had no choice, he barely understood history.
, Moreover, this was not taught in school. At that time, his history study was not very good. He was already very good at remembering the names of dynasties, let alone the emperors of the dynasties. He could only remember a few comparisons.
famous.
When the book comes to use, I will regret it less.
"By the way, isn't there a golden finger in time travel? Where is my system?" Mo Ranchen suddenly thought.
"System, where are you?"
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"No?" Mo Ranchen was a little disappointed. It seemed that his luck was not very good. However, it might also be because this was a peaceful and prosperous time and he might not be able to use the system. After all, not every novel has a system.
Moreover, the system can only make the host forget the joy of hard work.
Why do you want to cry so much?
"Now I should find a job. After all, I have no one to rely on now, and I am still a gangster. The job I am looking for cannot produce proof of identity, which is even more troublesome. I pray that this dynasty does not pay attention to this, alas!" Mo Ranchen sighed!
His tone, aimless walking, and the hawking sounds all around him made him feel like he was walking on a pedestrian street. After all, he either went directly to the supermarket to buy things, or simply bought them on his mobile phone. He was not a person who liked the excitement.
At this time, Mo Ranchen suddenly saw a restaurant.