On the Feasibility of Lei Wen Become a God

I saw that the first column of the personality panel reads...

Lei Zhe——

A traveler who is both incompetent and cowardly, and will only pretend to be dead when things happen.

"..." Lei Zhe was dumbfounded, Lei Zhe glared angrily!

I changed the wording after a few days of seeing each other. It was clearly written as "Lei Wen, a writer who makes readers love and hate, a rich second generation who is suspected of being a 'newspaper'"?This is considered a personal attack, this is definitely a personal attack!Do you know who my dad is? !The bear boy is quite fat!

At this moment, a doubt appeared in the eyes of someone with excellent eyesight on the tower. What did Flores mean by staring at him so grinningly? Could it be that he was still remembering what happened before?The grace of saving life is forgotten in a blink of an eye, but I remember the little festival very well, hehe, I deserve to be stabbed in the kidney!

Lei Zhe turned off the panel angrily, facing Noah Morris' mocking little expression.Lei Zhe finally realizes that his eyes have been fixed on someone since just now, and it seems that he was discovered by the other party... Boom.

Lei Zhe quickly withdrew his gaze, with an innocent look on his face, full of aggrieved hearts: The personality panel...is it a product of the collective will of the readers? !You guys really hate me!Should!Know!road!

Fortunately, Eller quickly helped him into the carriage, and Lei Zhe finally didn't have to play dead under Morris' sharp gaze.

Lei Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and finally stayed away from the circle of right and wrong. What awaits him next should be a dull and boring journey.Soon, reality gave Lei Zhe a powerful slap in the face.

The carriage door opened again, and His Excellency the Viscount Netherlands got in.

Lei Zhe's eyes widened, he didn't know, he remembered that Madam Viscount had her own carriage!

Viscount Mary came in, sat down on the soft stool, and then looked at Lei Zhe quietly without saying a word, as if she wanted to see a flower from this kid.

What rhythm is this?Lei Zhe was terrified by this woman, and being a thief would always have a guilty conscience. Coupled with the sweltering heat of the carriage itself, the silk shirt had been soaked in sweat unknowingly.

"Are you hot? Still uncomfortable?" Mary reached out and stroked Lei Zhe's sweat-soaked forehead.

Lei Zhe forced a smile, his face wrinkled into a ball.

Mary paused for a moment, then naturally unbuttoned Lei Zhe's shirt, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it for him.

Ya, Ya Butterfly... Lei Zhe's whole body and thoughts froze instantly. Although this was the original mother, to him, she was an out-and-out strange woman!

"If it wasn't for the birthmark on the back of your waist, I would almost have thought you were someone else."

Mary's voice sounded faintly in the carriage, and Lei Zhe broke out in a cold sweat again.Did you just have a physical examination?So this woman must have been doubting herself... She was too naive to think that she could fool the original mother by pretending to be dead.

After cleaning her body, Mary struggled to put on a new shirt for Lei Zhe, buttoned every button meticulously, then sat back in her original position and continued to stare at people.

Time passed by in this unbearable silence, 10 minutes, three 10 minutes, five 10 minutes...

Lei Zhe's heart became more and more anxious. The skill time of "Broken Doll" is about to end. If there is no skill support, he can't guarantee that he can continue to play a paralyzed person perfectly, especially under the eyes of a certain lady.

1 minute left, action must be taken.Lei Zhe bit the bullet and coughed, his lips opened and closed silently, showing an embarrassed expression.

Mary froze for a few seconds, then reacted quickly.

"Stop the car. White, come in and serve Lei Zhe."

As Lei Zhe wished, Mary quickly left the carriage.Taking advantage of the gap between replacements, Lei Zhe quickly pinched his waist severely, and didn't stop until he got deep bruises.

Elle White got into the carriage with the urinal in his hand, and carefully helped Lei Zhe up. He had been serving Lei Zhe all this time, and he was already very skilled at doing these things. Zhe's pants.

Lei Zhe's lips parted slightly: "Like...a doll..."

Eller raised his head and looked at Lei Zhe: "My lord, what did you just say?"

Lei Zhe made an impatient look, and Eller didn't dare to ask any more.

"During the test... the clothes are disheveled, there are scars on the body, 600 morals can be lost. The skill activation conditions are met, no name is called, the name is defaulted to Lei Zhe, the skill is activated!"

Lei Zhe let out a long sigh of relief listening to the electronic sound, and successfully solved his physical problems.

With skills as a guarantee, Lei Zhe was finally able to close his eyes and sleep with peace of mind.The next journey was much smoother. Although the Viscount still took urgent actions to mark people, it's good to get used to it. Anyway, this person will become "Huang Ama" sooner or later.

On the fifth day of the journey, the Viscount Netherlands spoke for the first time: "You should have realized that this is not the way back to the manor."

Lei Zhe showed a calm face.Know a wool, he doesn't know the way at all, okay!

"I decided to send you to the temple first." Mary was silent for a moment, then straightened her back and continued, "The cardinal will heal you."

Lei Zhe looked at her, waiting for more.

"It's time to arrive tonight. I've already sent someone to send a letter to the cardinal. If there is no accident, you will be treated tomorrow." Mary looked at Lei Zhe: "You...forget it, wait until you recover from your injury Let's talk."

Lei Zhe grinned at the corners of his lips in agreement.But my heart was a little uneasy.Judging from the previous healing experience, the clergy here are really powerful. The cardinal should be more powerful than the archbishop. I don't know what conclusion he will draw.Whether the skills can be broken is the next thing, if you see that your soul is different, it will be a tragedy.

Regardless of Lei Zhe's willingness or not, he was still sent to the gate of the temple at sunset.

A priest greeted him with a polite attitude, but an arrogant expression: "My god bless you, Your Excellency the Viscount."

"Grace is eternal, hello, Father Larkin." Mary bent her knees slightly, with an elegant posture.

Father Larkin glanced at the servants behind Mary, with contempt in his eyes: "The temple does not entertain low-level people. Of course you and your son, Viscount, can come in, but the rest..."

"Okay." Mary nodded, Eller knowingly helped Lei Zhe to the door, and handed it to the two deacons behind Father Larkin.Lei Zhe looked at the thin deacon, and silently prayed that the two of them just seemed to have weak kidneys and weak legs.

The two deacons supported Lei Zhe, one on the left and one on the right. Although their expressions were slightly distorted, they managed to hold on in the end.Now Lei Zhe began to pray that Lord Viscount and Lord Priest would end this meaningless exchange of greetings as soon as possible. Judging from the shaking frequency of the hands of the two deacons, they would not last long.

Lei Zhe's prayers today seemed to be quite spiritual, and soon Mary made arrangements to follow the priest into the porch.

The sad deacon dragged the dead pig Lei Zhe to have sex and hurriedly followed.As soon as they passed through the porch, four young men came up to them carrying a stretcher, two women and two men, and the four of them took the burden of carrying the pig from the deacon's hand with a submissive expression.The deacon shook his sore shoulder, and slapped a girl on the face: "Lazy, I don't know how to come here earlier."

The girl who was whipped humbly pursed her lips, bowed her head and admitted her mistake: "Master Deacon taught you the right thing."

Lei Zhe glanced at the girl, she looked pretty good, even if her cheeks were flushed, she was still beautiful.