Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

China released a game featuring a monkey that went viral around the world.

Attracting countless admiration, envy, and jealousy...

Naturally, it will inevitably attract imitation from peers.

Lu Xunhuan is an employee of a gaming company, working as a tester in the programming department.

His usual job is testing his company's games.

But in the past three days, under the president's orders, he, a tester, has been endlessly testing other companies' games.

He had been working non-stop for three days and three nights, but still couldn't pass the level.

On the screen, the golden monkey appeared double in his eyes. It stood majestically in front of him, like an insurmountable mountain.

The character died again and again, but was never able to pass the level.

But the president gave a strict order that the product must pass customs within three days and the test report must be submitted, otherwise the salary would be deducted.

Damn Zhou Paopi.

Why do you always imitate others? Can you have some innovation of your own?

When the character was killed by the golden monkey again, Lu Xunhuan looked at the small clock under the display screen with bloodshot eyes.

The pointer made a slight sound and moved forward one step at a time, like a death wheel.

There is only one hour left until the deadline set by the president, but the monkey is still invincible.

He felt exhausted and couldn't even complete the game, let alone a detailed test report.

The task assigned by the president is impossible to complete.

Damn, this is my hard-earned money.

The world was spinning, and my body felt extremely weak, as if only a unconscious shell remained.

With a "bang", his head hit the desk and he lost consciousness.

It happened to be morning, and his colleagues had not yet come to work. No one knew his condition, and there was no one to call for emergency help.

On the screen, the golden monkey hangs quietly in the sky, as if waiting for the player to fight again.

After a while, he took off the golden hoop on his head and threw it away.

The golden hoop strangely flew out of the screen, turned into golden light, and enveloped Lu Xunhuan's body.

The golden light disappeared in a flash, and the office returned to peace.

……

It was unknown how long it took before Lu Xunhuan regained consciousness.

There was a rustling sound in his ears, as if someone was digging the soil.

There was also a woman's low complaint: "You fool, can't you see that they deliberately framed you? You had to fight for it, and then you just left like that. How can you be worthy of me, your master's wife..."

What the hell?

What master's wife? What do you think I am sorry for?

Did it fall out of the game?

The invincible golden monkey appeared in his mind again.

My brain felt a sharp pain.

Lu Xunhuan opened his eyes, but everything in front of him was blurry.

Moreover, his body was tightly wrapped by something, and he felt the space was small, the air was thin, and he was having trouble breathing.

He took a deep breath, and the smell of rotten leaves mixed with the smell of soil entered his nostrils, making his mind a little clearer.

Suddenly, the memory of another person appeared in his mind.

He was suddenly shocked. Damn, he traveled through time?

As memories came to his mind, he recognized the woman's voice. Yes, she was his master's wife.

The dirt was quickly removed and he felt much lighter.

A tattered straw mat was lifted up.

His eyes suddenly widened.

Although the night was hazy, he could clearly see a white area swaying in front of him with the help of moonlight and starlight.

Perhaps it was because the master's wife had worked so hard to dig him out of the soil that it was so hot that she took off her outer clothes and only wore a thin bellyband.

Or perhaps in order not to dirty her long skirt, she actually lifted it up and tied it around her waist.

That white neck, white arms, white and slender legs.

And the shaking of the towering part under the bellyband almost made him dizzy.

He quickly closed his eyes.

In the dim night, the master's wife did not even notice that he had opened his eyes.

After she lifted the straw mat, she muttered a few words in a low and vague voice, as if asking for the forgiveness of the immortal ancestor, and then she leaned over and hugged him up with all her strength.

He immediately touched her plump and hot body and was covered with her fragrant sweat.

She held him in her arms, rolled over, and rolled out of the pit.

With this roll, he had more comprehensive contact with his master's wife's charming body.

He felt like his soul was about to fly away.

The master's wife held him up and put him aside. She turned around and hurriedly filled the pit with soil to level it.

Lu Xunhuan opened his eyes again and looked at the sexy and charming back of his master's wife. His mind was in turmoil and he was struggling in his heart. Should he continue to pretend to be dead or wake up immediately?

He was certain that he had traveled through time, died suddenly during the test game, and his soul traveled into the body of a cultivator in this world.

This immortal disciple, also named Lu Xunhuan, was accidentally beaten to death during the day today.

Afterwards, the master was very sad and asked his disciples to wrap him up in a straw mat and bury him in the back mountain.

Logically speaking, if someone is dead, they are dead and should be buried, but why did the master's wife dig out the body?

In the newly added memories, it was discovered that the original owner of this body, the immortal disciple Lu Xunhuan, had many bloody affairs in the sect.

He has always been careless and lazy in his cultivation of immortality and has not made much progress, but he has a great talent for romance.

He and some of his senior and junior sisters were often seen sneaking around in the sect's hidden ravines and caves, and even his master's wife had a secret affair with him.

If he continued to pretend to be dead, he could leave the sect quietly while his master's wife was not paying attention.

He was a transmigrated soul, an outsider, and did not have much sense of belonging to this small immortal cultivation sect.

On the contrary, he has a very bad reputation in the sect and few people like him.

In this situation, if we don’t leave now, when will we leave?

But the figure of the master's wife is so alluring that I seem a little reluctant to let her go.

Others were not nice to him, but his master's wife was always nice to him.

Moreover, in his previous life, the workload was as heavy as a mountain, and he often worked overtime until late at night. He had many fantasies about the beautiful women in the company, but he never had time to date even one of them.

Now that he has traveled through time and space as the playboy Lu Xunhuan, could it be that this is God's compensation for his past life?

He lay there silently, hesitating.

He was both curious and confused.

What I’m curious about is why the master’s wife dug me out and where she’s taking me?

What is puzzling is that the master's wife just said that someone deliberately framed him. Who deliberately framed him? Who wants to kill him?

Just as he was wavering, a dark cloud appeared in the sky for some unknown reason and blocked the moonlight.

A gust of wind blew on the ground, blowing up the fallen leaves and making a rustling sound.

Countless trees on the back mountain swayed in the wind, making a sound like waves.

Something was blown by the wind and rolled into Lu Xunhuan's outstretched hands.

He pinched it and found it was a closed fan.

He threw the fan away and turned to look at his master's wife.

But after the dark clouds covered the sky, everything around him was pitch black and he could no longer see clearly.

Adding to the sound of the wind, he could no longer hear the sound of his master's wife pushing the dirt.

Another gust of wind blew, and the fan rolled a few times and rolled into his hands again.

He pinched the fan again. Was it such a coincidence?

He flicked his wrist and threw the fan a dozen feet away.

A moment later, the wind started to blow again, and countless fallen leaves blew across his face.

In the palm of his hand, he felt the fan being blown back by the wind.

He couldn't help but be filled with surprise.

It would be fine if it was a coincidence once or twice, but why did it fall into my hands for the third time? How could this be possible?

Okay, put it away first.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he quickly put the fan into his arms and covered it under his clothes.

The wind stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight and starlight once again shone on the back mountain.

In his eyes, he saw the charming figure of his master's wife again.

After a while, the master's wife should have finished her work. She stood up and stomped quickly on the place where the soil was buried.

Then, she hurriedly picked up her coat, tied it around her waist, returned to Lu Xunhuan, hugged him again, and left quickly.

Lu Xunhuan was in her arms, feeling the two huge balls of heat beating constantly under her bellyband. As they went up and down the mountain road, his heart was always beating fast.

The master's wife is acting strangely. What is she trying to do by digging up a corpse late at night?