The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

The moon's reflection shone on a pond filled with blooming lotus flowers, where a few plump fish could occasionally be seen swimming around.

Suddenly, thump thump,

Something seemed to be struggling; the water rippled.

Suddenly, a lotus flower and its leaves were pulled underwater.

After a while, several more lotus flowers were plucked off.

Not long after, a head popped up from the water, its head covered in water plants.

After a while, a small body emerged from the water.

Swimming and swimming, until reaching the shore.

Because his limbs were stiff and his whole body was white from being soaked in water, it took a lot of effort for him to climb ashore.

Finally, they reached the shore. She lay down and took deep breaths of fresh air.

Even though she's dead, she keeps breathing fresh air.

Lying on the ground, sprawled out, gazing at the moonlight, he began to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

She didn't feel better until the rooster crowed.

As dawn broke, she vanished again in an instant.

Once underwater, beneath a lotus leaf, a tiny figure was fast asleep.

Daylight passed quickly, and darkness fell.

She came out.

They swam back to shore and began to absorb the essence of the sun and moon.

Two hours later, she opened her eyes.

Looking at the lotus pond in front of me, my eyes were filled with coldness.

"Where did Wu Tang go?"

She cried out; finally, she could speak. For a whole day and night, she had tried to make a sound, but found she couldn't utter a single word.

She was overjoyed that she could speak again.

"Master, that's wonderful! You can finally speak!"

"Wu Tang, what the hell have you done to me? I've shrunk again! Do you want me to pluck all your fur off?"

"Waaah, Master, I don't know either! This mission is random, Master. We're already here, don't think about it too much, okay? I believe in you!"

"Get out of here, I'm going to kill you!"

"Oh dear, Master, you're so elegant. This isn't a good look, is it?"

"Depend on"

Feige wouldn't let Wutang pull it out, so she plucked a few hairs from its back. Wutang's screams were worse than a pig being slaughtered.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't do this, it hurts, waaaaah, waaaah, it hurts!"

Wutang was really in pain; it felt like it was going bald.

Feige plucked a few more hairs from its head and face.

Wu Tang was in so much pain that she couldn't even cry anymore.

Finally, Feige let it go. Wutang hid in the space, trembling with fear. The Great Demon King was too terrifying. All he did was pluck its fur. There wasn't much left. Waaah...

"Shut up and tell me what happened, or I'll pluck your hair again."

Wu Tang's crying annoyed Fei Ge.

"Master, this is what happened. A few years ago, there was a huge fire here. Everyone in the family except her died in that fire."

At that time, the child was 6 years old. She followed other beggars around, barely surviving, and then, after wandering around, she returned to this place.

A few days ago, she was begging on the street.

Then a man saw her and tricked her into coming here, saying he was taking her to eat something delicious. The original owner of this body was naive and followed him.

The man gave her a steamed bun, saying he'd take her to eat something delicious. The original owner believed him and followed him to the lotus pond. Then, he pushed her from behind, and she fell in. She couldn't swim, and luckily, there was a large piece of driftwood in the pond. She grabbed it, trying to climb out, but the man kicked her back in, this time sending her tumbling into the mud below. She was gone.

Seeing that the original owner of this body hadn't climbed up, the man was pleased. He spat a mouthful of water towards the lotus pond.

He also said, "So what if I lived four more years? I'm still going to die eventually."

Then the man left.

Is that all?

"kindness"

"It's been a few days."

"3 days"

"The corpses are all rotten beyond repair, I don't need them. The souls are barely passable."

“Master, she wants revenge. Because of the man's last words, she believes that the fire four years ago was related to him. She wants to get to the bottom of things. So, you understand, Master.”

"I don't know anything about this. Where did she meet that man?"

"At the entrance of Li's Pastry Shop"

"Okay, got it"

Feige stood up and spent one energy point to retrieve the original owner's corpse.

The corpse was unusable; it was unrecognizable, its entire body swollen and pale with swelling.

Feige spent another energy point to dig a hole and bury the original owner.

A monument was erected, with a lotus flower carved on it.

"By the way, what was the original owner's name?"

Liu Yan

After a while, beneath the lotus flowers lay Liu Yan's tomb.

The grave faces the lotus pond, and Feige thinks it's quite nice. She will always remember this place and never forget how she died.

After finishing, Feige rubbed his shoulders.

"Let's go stretch our muscles."

"Master, where are you going? I'll lead the way."

"Wu Tang, I spent two more energy points, you have to make it up to me, or I'll pluck all your feathers off!"

"Understood, Master. Will you compensate me?"

Wu Tang trembled instinctively.

Feige was now a ghost; she floated along and quickly arrived on the street. The street was quiet; there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Master, Li's Pastry Shop is behind you."

Feige looked back and, sure enough,

"Let's go find something to eat."

Feige floated into the pastry shop. She wanted to eat, but couldn't touch it. Feige was getting annoyed.

"Master, you can spend one energy point to conjure a black umbrella. Holding it up should be enough."

Feige was furious, but for the sake of food, she had no choice but to reluctantly give it up.

Sure enough, with the umbrella in hand, Feige could reach the pastries. She took a few pieces to try and found them quite delicious, so she put them all away and placed a silver note on the counter, thinking that should be enough.

There was a table in the shop with tea on it. Feige sat down, ate pastries, and drank tea. Soon, most of the pastries were gone.

Finally, having finished eating, Feige stood up.

"The pastries are good, and the tea is alright too," Feige said as she floated out.

The streets were pitch black and eerily quiet. Feige didn't want to wander around anymore; she wanted to find a place to sleep.

"Hey Wutang, do you know any dilapidated temples, the kind that's all empty inside? I'm going to sleep."

"Wait a minute, Master, let me search."

after awhile,

"Master, we've found it. It's ten miles outside the city. It's very quiet there. It used to be a thriving place of worship, but it fell into ruin after the fire. There's nothing inside; all the Buddha statues have been moved away. It should suit your needs."

"it is good"

Feige quickly floated to the dilapidated temple. Just as Wutang had said, there was nothing inside except for a large rock.

Feige took out a small couch, then lay down to sleep.

Soon, it was dawn. Feige moved to another place. There was a hole behind the dilapidated temple, so she crawled in and went to sleep.

Feige slept all day and woke up in the middle of the night.

She took out the black umbrella, opened it, and took out food from her spatial storage. After eating and drinking her fill, Feige closed the umbrella. "Wu Tang, where is this man now?"

"Master, I'll lead the way; it's a bit complicated there."

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