Me who is popular in manga [Quick Transmigration]

Another breezy night.

"It's time for you to sleep." Qi Xiang propped his chin and turned over on purpose, trying to attract the attention of the man on the bed.

"Yeah, okay, wait for me for half an hour, I'll sleep after reading it." Ni Zheng replied perfunctorily, and continued to flip through the brochure in his hand. He was deciding where to go on his honeymoon trip ,The photos on the tourism brochures are all exquisite, full of the magnificence of history, every place is very good, his choice is difficult.

But no matter how entangled, Ni Zheng already had an idea in his heart.

He closed the brochure contentedly, put it beside his pillow, and fell asleep soundly.Qi Xiang went to bed early, with a handsome and upright face facing him, holding him tightly in his arms.

It was night, and Ni Zheng heard a noisy voice. He opened his eyes and found that he was wearing a hat and sunglasses mixed in a team. There were men, women, old and young in the team, all with black hair A tourist with black eyes and yellow skin.

The one at the front seems to be a tour guide, who is waving a red flag, "Follow me, don't fall behind, pay attention to sun protection on the way, if you feel thirsty, don't drink too much water, it's not easy to go to the toilet in the wild. If there is a chance, we can rent camels from peddlers, and the rental fee is very cheap, so we can go around the desert and appreciate the natural geological landscape there.”

"Brother over there, don't fall behind." Ni Zheng, who was walking at the end of the line, wondered if it wasn't the honeymoon trip that he had promised, why he came here alone to travel, but Qi Xiang wasn't there.He was still confused, so he was reminded by the enthusiastic tour guide, so he had no choice but to follow the team in a daze.

With the help of the peddler, he rode a docile camel.

What amazes him is that the camel's slightly bowed posture seems to be saluting him, and its thick eyes reflect the sky and the earth, staring at him, as if it contains a thousand words.

A group of people walked, and a ruin between dust and sand appeared in the field of vision, and behind it was a vast desert.

The tour guide is still introducing: "Dear tourists, have you seen the open mountain and weathered statues in front of you? The magnificent monuments there belonged to the former Shamanmeier Empire, an ancient civilization 2000 years ago. Although these ruins It is full of devastation, but it once created a long, thick and splendid history. It was so powerful and glorious back then, and scholars spent their entire lives studying their lost secrets..."

A female tourist said loudly: "I know, I have watched the documentary, it is said that the king of the ancient Shamanel Empire once fell in love with the god of the river, but the combination of man and god is wrong, so Shamanel I was condemned by God, He was cursed all his life. He disappeared after the wedding. He fought all his life to expand the territory in the north and south, annex the territory, and unify this sandy area but could not find the shadow of his lover, so he died in depression at the age of forty. There are no descendants after death, so the astonishing loss of kingship caused this ancient country to disappear in the historical civilization..."

The tour guide smiled: "Yes, that is one of the mainstream views in the archaeological world today. People who like infatuated kings and love myths have always supported this argument. There is another point to prove it. Listen carefully to the sound of the wind here. Between the ruins, is there the sound of whistling wind and swirling sand and dust. Listen carefully, can you hear the neighing of war horses and the affectionate calls of men in the whistling wind?"

"Really, I heard it!"

"What language is this? Is it an ancient language from 2000 years ago? Why can't I understand it?"

Tour guide: "It is said that this is an echo of history. It is Shaman I calling for the return of his missing lover. Of course, this is just unofficial history. More people have proved that this is just a special natural phenomenon."

Leading the camels, other tourists are amazed and taking pictures.Because they were too far away and the wind was too loud, Ni Zheng couldn't hear what they were saying, but he was about to take out his mobile phone and take a few photos of the stele temple as a souvenir.

But suddenly, he heard someone calling his name, one after another, hoarse and low, as if it was close to his ear.

Ni Zheng put down the camera in a daze and looked around. Everyone was taking pictures, but no one looked at him, nor called his name, maybe he heard it wrong.

But then, in the silence, the voice sounded again quickly, like a hot wind calling, echoing throughout the world, and it seemed to come from the depths of time and space far away. Someone was indeed calling him, but who was it?

Ni Zheng walked a few steps in confusion. At this moment, a cloud of dust scattered from the bottom of his feet, and the tour guide shouted, "It's a small dust, everyone, pay attention to safety, stand in place and form a circle. This small dust will soon disappear." will pass!"

No one noticed, and after the dust passed, a tourist disappeared.

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Ni Zheng had a miserable life. It has been several days since he traveled through time and space to this era. Fortunately, he was taken in by kind people. They gave Ni Zheng clothes for covering his body. Ni Zheng was picked up by the river , His original clothes were twisted into pieces by the dust.They also gave Ni Zheng something to eat, such as hard bread and sticky oatmeal.Because of Ni Zheng's previous clothes, it is estimated that they also regarded Ni Zheng as a slave, or a runaway slave from a noble family.

Who knew that he came from after 2000? Ni Zheng felt bitter. Fortunately, he did not collapse after gaining experience in comics. Fortunately, such things as language barriers did not happen.

After Ni Zheng washed off the river sand and changed into linen clothes, they were still amazed at Ni Zheng's complexion.

They are completely different from them, they are dark bronze or healthy wheat color, but Ni Zheng's skin is radiant white, delicate and milky as milk on the table of the nobles, it is outstanding and graceful at first glance, coupled with that beautiful and helpless face, they wavered their minds again.

But the left and right people took him in. This man was so beautiful and he didn't seem to know how to work at all. They couldn't bear to drive him out.

This family has older siblings and an elderly mother. Unfortunately, they are slaves, so their lives are not rich. They have to build the walls of the mausoleum every day, and each slave has a share.

They had to go again today, and Ni Zheng volunteered: "I'll go too, and I'll help you." He has hands and feet. After being taken in, he had the nerve to eat and drink for free, and even the old woman took on some jobs every day.

Looking at him, feeling his sincerity, Titi, who is the younger sister of this family, blushed half of her face, "Azheng, you are not in good health yet, don't rush for a day or two."

Brother Anon saw what his sister was thinking, but he also agreed with Ni Zheng not to go, nothing else, Ni Zheng's complexion was completely different from the locals, it was too eye-catching, coupled with that handsome face, he was worried that he would Was taken home by a passing nobleman and made a sex slave.

But this person doesn't seem to understand what will happen, how can there be such a naive person, he doesn't understand the culture of this country, and he doesn't know at all, as long as he mixes with slaves, he is equivalent to being branded a "slave" label, and slaves usually ended up intermarrying each other, or becoming private slaves of nobles and commoners.

Anon wanted to betroth his younger sister to Ni Zheng, so that it was completely reasonable for their family to take Ni Zheng in. Even if Ni Zheng didn't work all his life, it would be fine to eat and drink their food.

Of course Ni Zheng doesn't know about the local culture!He was on a tour, so he wore it out of nowhere.

He quickly paid for his ignorance. Slaves are barefoot and don't wear shoes. Shoes can only be worn by wealthy businessmen or nobles. The stone pierced the foot.

Anon raised his feet and found that the soles of his feet were bleeding. He was shocked: Even these feet are so fair that they bleed when scraped lightly. It is impossible for slaves and commoners who walk barefoot all year round to have such tender and callous-free feet. The man in front of him must be from a wealthy family, and he obviously can't get used to the rough food in their family. There are all signs on the surface, and Anon believes that Ni Zheng is a prince living among the people in any country.

He didn't know that Ni Zheng was suffering in his heart. It's really too miserable to cross this ancient country of river civilization for a modern weak piece of wood that can't be carried on his shoulders.

"Azheng, are you still going?" Anon asked, he tore off the cloth on his body and wrapped his feet.

"Go, go." Ni Zheng said very confidently, Anong's house has no shoes, and it is impossible for Ni Zheng not to go out all his life. If he doesn't go out today, he will go out another day.

Seeing his insistence, Anon had to take him to the construction site. As he expected, although Ni Zheng was staggering, his exquisite beauty and overly fair complexion attracted the attention of countless slaves on the construction site, even those who were whipping The master was stunned and came over.

"Anon, who is this?" the slave owner asked coldly.

Anong was terrified, and quickly knelt down and replied, "This is a guest taken in by our family. His name is Azheng. We picked him up by the river. We don't know his origin, but he must not be a bad person. He just wants to help I do things." Ni Zheng can't be a spy from another country, because he doesn't know anything about Shamanmeier, let alone the surrounding countries, and the boundless desert is a natural barrier, unless experienced merchants The team can come from thousands of miles, or by boat, otherwise, even if ordinary people have wings, it will be difficult for them to cross in their lifetime.

The slave owner also knew what was going on. Even if the grandparents counted down, it is impossible for Anong's family to have such a beautiful cousin from afar. The people who take them in are trustworthy.If Ni Zheng's origin is safe, it is not impossible to take in another person.

Ni Zheng hasn't noticed yet.

He was moving a brick. Yes, a stone brick weighing ten kilograms. This was because the slave owner took pity on him and specially assigned him something lighter. To Ni Zheng, this was already very heavy.

He also didn't expect that Ni Zheng was so weak that his feet were bleeding when he walked out of the house barefoot, and his hands were bleeding when he moved a stone slab.Seeing those white and tender hands mixed with gravel, the blood flowed continuously, and the raised dust hit his face, and after coughing several times, he began to shed tears.

The slave owner gasped for breath, "What a useless slave." But he was reluctant to raise the whip. If it was someone else, the whip would have been thrown down long ago.

Their movements attracted a group of armed troops, and the leading officer shouted coldly: "What's going on, don't you know that the king is here to inspect the tomb project?"

When the name of the king was mentioned, everyone present immediately knelt down and kowtowed to apologize. Ni Zheng was also stunned, quickly dropped the slate, and knelt down slowly.He heard from Anon and Titi that Shamanmeier is the most affluent country with a large population and a warm climate. There is also a long Niya Canal surrounding it, which brings abundant water and has bred countless life.

And their wise king, Sharman I, is 19 years old this year and has a proud ambition.The people present were terrified, not only because of the lofty status of the king, but also because the young king had always been arrogant and brutal, and liked to plunder, and personally inspecting the construction progress of the tomb was a top priority. Several slaves were not uncommon.

But whoever makes the king is the king, symbolizing the supreme power, no one can disobey, and no one wants to die.

Ni Zheng glanced at the figure of the king at the front. He was tall, with jet-black hair, wearing a white linen singlet, and a belt around his waist that looked like gold. He had a stern face, full of menace, and looked heroic.

Because of the backlight, he couldn't see clearly, but he looked like a majestic king.

Seniti, the king of Shamanmel, squinted his eyes slightly, and his sharp eyes scanned a group of kneeling slaves begging for mercy. The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking, and then precisely landed on the face of Ni Zheng who bowed his head slowly. , although it was only for a moment, he had already seen the face and the blankness in his eyes.

His face changed slightly, his footsteps stopped immediately, and he walked over.

As the footsteps got closer, Ni Zheng felt a shadow appearing in front of him. Before he could be dazed, his chin was lifted, and he heard a whisper, "Who is this?"

From Seniti's point of view, you can have a panoramic view of this man's appearance and body. Although there are stains and dust on his body, his face is very beautiful. From his hair to those feet, they are dazzlingly white in the sun, very beautiful A man who is so beautiful that he is in a trance, even the feeling of this touch is extraordinary.

This made the young king deeply curious.Before Ni Zheng could see his face clearly, he pulled him up from the ground and hugged him into his arms.Because his nose hit someone's shoulder, Ni Zheng was slow to start struggling.

"King Qi, this is the new slave Azheng." The slave owner said respectfully, and tried to pronounce the strange syllables in Anong's mouth. Know which is correct.

Anon found that Azheng was imprisoned by Wang, and felt a little flustered in her heart, but she didn't dare to stand up and answer.

"It's actually a slave?" He frowned, as if he couldn't believe Ni Zheng's background, his tone was a little dissatisfied, but he was reluctant to give up, because he felt very unusual when he hugged this slave: this person was flexible and slender , the waist is especially soft, and the breath is like pure and cold spring water, he doesn't want to let go at all...

Since he didn't want to let go, he followed his heart and made a simple and rude decision. He tore off the cloak on his body, wrapped Ni Zheng from head to toe, hugged Ni Zheng on the horse, raised his chin, and ordered: "Go back palace."

"Wang, he is just a slave of unknown origin. His bloodline is too humble, and he may bring trouble to the king."

"Are you disobedient to me?" The young king stared at the entourage who spoke out. Those deep green eyes pierced through, as if a bottomless storm was brewing. Kneel down.

After no one questioned, after the war horse neighed long and long, the king said simply and neatly: "Take him back, let him be washed clean, he belongs to me tonight!" After speaking, the king twitched the horse's reins, and strode towards the palace with big strides, as if I couldn't wait, poor Ni Zheng was wrapped in a cloak and was bumped by a horse.

——The king fell in love with a slave, and the news that he was going to sleep that night spread throughout the palace immediately.

The author has something to say: the last episode, a short story, Rhapsody of the Ancient World (it used to be in the copywriting, it’s not that I stopped writing it, but I put it in the episode because of the space), similar to the ancient performance of this pair of protagonists.

God Son of the River vs. Ancient Tyrant, Overhead!Overhead!Overhead!The editor said that real place names cannot appear, so they will all be treated as empty.

There are almost 3-4 chapters, and it will be over after writing.

Because there are a few chapters left, the update is not fixed.