Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

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"The meal is just eaten, and the person is just gone"

"Didn't Miss Cheng come today?"

The spring sun was shining outside the window, and the laughter was endless, but the young man who had not grown up could only curl up in the somewhat dark woodshed.

It was chilly in early spring, and it was still a little cold in the unburned woodshed. The ankle that was "accidentally" almost broken off had not yet recovered, and now it was faintly painful.

There are no servants in the house, and Uncle Fu, who served him before, has long been randomly transferred to the village village.

His father never cared about him, he could even be said to hate him, the eldest son born by a village woman, and even wanted to listen to him.Even if it was the younger brother who was at fault this time and the one who was punished was himself who was almost stepped on by his younger brother's footman in the school.

The younger brother is the child of the eldest princess of the current dynasty. When he was born, his emperor's uncle even came to the Su Mansion to name him and give him the emperor's surname, which is very auspicious.And he is the son of a peasant woman, and it is very unlucky to kill his mother at birth, but he occupies the birthright, which is really a bit of an eyesore.

As long as he can remember, he is inferior to his younger brother in every way.

He is obviously the eldest son who should set an example, but he is not as smart as his younger brother, and he is not as cute as his younger brother. He is like a mouse that only lives in the gutter and is a gloomy child who makes his father ashamed and never mentions it to anyone.

In such a large mansion, apart from Uncle Fu who was serving by his side, only the girl from the Cheng family was willing to give him a little bit of kindness when she was a guest.

But Faber is dead.

The boy carefully took out a cloth-wrapped square bag from his arms, for fear of bumping the corners.

"The Miss Cheng you're talking about won't come today."

He obviously didn't hear footsteps, but this person appeared in front of him for no reason.The young man looked like a kitten who had been frightened and froze. He was vigilant and hid the bag behind him before looking up, "Who are you?"

The room is dim, but the guest's figure and clothing can barely be seen.Fortunately, the person who came was wearing a red official uniform, presumably it wasn't the gang of underhanded servants under my younger brother's hands, but perhaps a colleague who came to visit my father today.

Those young courtiers who came and went in the past boasted that they had seen a lot, but they rarely had such an excellent appearance as the young man in front of them.

"Miss Cheng said before that she will definitely come to see me in the next few days," the young man asked sternly, "Why do you say that Miss Cheng is not coming today?"

"Okay, then I'll make a bet with you." The young man in red was not annoyed, but he didn't feel that he was a guest. He casually sat cross-legged next to the young man and said firmly, "I bet Miss Cheng won't come."

"Then I bet, she will definitely come."

It stands to reason that he shouldn't answer such a vicious guest who seems to have some serious mental illness.But after being thrown in the woodshed for three days, I finally felt lonely and terrified. There was nothing wrong with having such an "evil guest" willing to talk to him.

The temperament of a young man is the most difficult to determine. It's not that he is gloomy and doesn't like to talk, but there are too few people who are willing to listen to him in the past. Before Fu Bo left, he told him to be cautious in his words and deeds.

But this "bad guest" feels very different. The young man feels familiar, but he also has some inexplicable palpitations.After chatting with others, they chatter like sparrows who only ask questions.

"What's your name? Are you here to discuss matters with your father? Why do you say Miss Cheng won't come today? Will you come in the future? Since you want to gamble, what is the bet?"

In the firewood room, only thick and small windows are the source of light, and the clear figure of "Evil Guest" is almost transparent in the dim light.

After patiently listening to the chatter, it took a long time to think about how to answer, and said slowly, "My name is Su Lan, and the mountain wind is Lan, which has the same name and surname as yours. It's your mother—naturally not His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess— —Call me to celebrate your birthday.”

"As for the bet, you don't have to worry about embarrassment, because someone has already paid for you..."

The boy could no longer hear the words after the word "Mother", his pupils stood up abruptly as if stimulated, "You are talking nonsense!"

He didn't hear the word "mother" the most in his life, and he made a gesture to pull the collar of the "wicked guest", but when he touched it, he missed it and fell straight on the haystack.Only then did the boy realize that this person was actually transparent, invisible and invisible.

The offended "evil guest" was still not annoyed, but conjured up a bowl of steaming longevity noodles out of thin air and stuffed it into the boy's palm.

The appearance of the noodles is really ugly, the color is too dark, and a noodle is balled up and it becomes a paste. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is poison based on its appearance.

But the "bad guest" looked sincere and sighed, "I've lived so many years, but I've never lied to children."

"The eldest son of the Su family, who lost his mother at birth. He has been a relative, teacher and friend since he was a child. He once stole a kitten with black hair and brown eyes. This cat was kicked to death by the younger brother..."

There are a lot of things, some of which are secrets that even Uncle Fu, who is serving him personally, doesn't know.

The young man has never believed in ghosts and gods, and he has no choice but to believe what he saw and heard today, but he is still half-believing.

The "Evil Guest" stood with his hands behind his back, and laughed loudly, "You have been secretly in love with the Cheng family girl for a long time, and in your dream yesterday you dared to grab the girl's fingertips. How is it, does it feel good, is it slippery?"

"Nothing!" The young man's ears burst into red, and he was convinced in his heart.Knowing that the reaction was too big to make people suspicious, I could only lower my head and whisper, "Let's eat noodles, let's eat noodles."

This person is not only a ghost, but now it seems that he is an out-and-out god stick.

After taking a bite, it was half-cooked and half-raw, and the taste was really not respectable.The boy hadn't eaten well for three days, and he would gobble up everything he ate, but he couldn't help but spit it out.

The "Evil Guest" was extremely considerate and handed him the veil, and then took out a large black hard cake and brought it to the boy.The boy tried to bite the mouth, it was hard, and then smashed the thing to the ground, and the hard wooden board instantly made a big hole.

"I expected that a child as old as you would be delicate and difficult to raise." The evil guest turned around again, pacing calmly, "Although I have never eaten it, fortunately, I know what a combination of Chinese and Western is. Longevity noodles are not good, and there are still Find a training class to study, and bake a Western birthday cake for you to change your taste."

It was supposed to be a one-year course, but the western teacher of the training class tasted the cake made by Su Lan on the first day and was so moved that he burst into tears. Dive back to the Atlantic Ocean.

There is only one family in the sky, Su Lan never goes out of the kitchen, unless there are special circumstances, there is no exception.

After waiting for a long time for the young man to reply, he turned around to look in good temper—the meal was just eaten, and the person just left.

The boy was foaming at the mouth, his eyes turned white, and he turned the dial pointer on the ground in reverse.Half of the soul has already escaped, the other half's eyes are dull, and the lips seem to be raving.

Su Lan leaned over to listen.

"Aba Aba..."

Su Lan covered her face with her hands and couldn't bear to look directly at her. She squatted on the ground in pain, like a middle-aged man who lost his fortune after losing his fortune in betting on stones. "It's broken, I'm a fool again."

This "again" is very soulful.

Before Su Lan beat her chest and stamped her feet in remorse, suddenly the world turned around in front of her eyes, and she was actually sucked into the soulless corpse that walked according to the schedule.

In this world, there is a kind of person who was born in a non-chieftain, who will be reincarnated for eight lifetimes and become the beautiful, strong and miserable male second in the dog-blood abuse novel.

The male second is miserable, and the beauty is miserable.

The starting experience is extremely poor: either the parents do not love, or the parents are dead, or the body is disabled, or the three live together;

The game experience is extremely poor: every time the career line improves, the male protagonist, the chosen son, will be hammered to the ground, and the emotional line will be the female protagonist's spare tire licking the dog for ten thousand years;

The death experience is extremely bad: Most of the men who dare to rob wives with crazy, sickly, and manic male protagonists have a miserable death.

When Su Lan first came down to the underworld, he was so full of resentment that he almost turned into a ghost, so Impermanence led him to the reincarnation mirror to reflect on his past life and understand cause and effect.

Yincha read by his side for three days, vividly, not the Diamond Sutra to relieve his grievances, but holding a loudspeaker in the square to shout Su Lan's blackened quotations.

"It's better to tell me to betray the world than to let the world defeat me!"

"My sister can only look at me, only look at me, I will break my sister's leg and lock her up, no one will be able to find my sister."

"Today you break my wings, and tomorrow I will destroy your heaven."

In just three days, Su Lan's face turned from black to red, then from red to blue, and finally from blue to pale.

There are very few ghosts and ghosts by the Wangchuan River, and the youth-like ghost stands in the middle of the flowers and dies, covering his face in shame.

The joys and sorrows of ghosts and ghosts are not connected. Su Lan's ten thousand-year-old ghosts see that there are people in the world who are more miserable than themselves.

This matter was widely circulated in the underworld, and the mirror of reincarnation became a holy place to check in for a fee.Countless ghosts and fierce ghosts came to check in to enlighten the Tao, and they soared a lot, causing the heavenly realm to be full of civil servants.

As a result, the workers in the heavenly realm had to work overtime overnight, and changed the previous clause that "the ghosts of the underworld can ascend after enlightenment", with a stroke of a pen——

Anyone who wants to ascend must first take an exam.

Ascension quotas are allocated by region, and most of the ghosts in the polar regions of the underworld are ordinary mortals who have no foundation in Taoism, so the number is naturally the least.

It stands to reason that a new ghost like Su Lan is "too young" and is not qualified to take the first unified examination of the six realms, but who made Su Lan be the direct factor for the implementation of the "reform", and the "Reincarnation Mirror Punch-in Holy Land" was made because of him. When the person in charge of the underworld filled out the form, he filled in Su Lan's name without even thinking about it.

The content of the examination in the prefecture area is the simplest and crudest, which is to ask the test to survive and have the memory of the world, and enter the separate examination room opened in the mirror of reincarnation for the test.

The mirror of reincarnation extracts the worst lives of candidates in countless reincarnations. Candidates start from the perspective of a supporter to help the "self" in the examination room to change their fate against the sky.

Su Lan didn't know that she was a candidate until the day before the exam. At this time, it was too late to review other things, so she just stared at a big Western octopus and learned how to bake a cake.Before the exam, red silk was hung obliquely, and was carried on a sedan chair by a group of superstitious fans who believed that Su Lan had the ability to ask ghosts to get high scores in the exam.

Unbiased, the sedan chair just blocked the only way for the ghosts to go to the mirror of reincarnation.With "thousands of troops and horses" behind him, Su Lan patted the sedan chair and stood up.

"I have a problem! The other candidates have started their careers for thousands of years, and I have just died half a month ago. Is it really appropriate for you to encourage the growth of seedlings like this!?"

"You don't understand, Taoism can be cultivated slowly." The invigilator from the heaven to the underworld is the first brother Li Gui who ascended a few days ago. He whispered to Su Lan, "The life span of ghosts, demons, demons, gods, etc For the longest time, Feisheng doesn’t consider Taoism, but seeks to have fewer delusional thoughts and fewer distracting thoughts. But no matter what, the longer you live, the easier it is to be overwhelmed, and the easier it is to practice those evil ways.”

"It's a great blessing that you can take the Ascension Test just half a month after your death."

Su Lan called it outrageously unlucky, do you want this blessing for you?

He eats and drinks well in the underworld, why can't he drive into the reincarnation mirror and look back at how miserable he was?

It's a pity that time doesn't wait for me, the invigilator gave an order, and the candidates jumped to the reincarnation mirror like dumplings.

There was only one road, and Su Lan, who was sitting on the sedan chair, was mercilessly blown away by the ghost tide, and was sucked into the blue water mirror while doing Thomas's big maneuver.

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Su Piaopiao transmigrated into a passer-by who suffered innocently in her ancient fairy tales.

The good news is that Su Piaopiao is bound to a certain Jiang APP, as long as he writes Wendao scum, he can continue to become stronger.

The bad news is that she had a KPI of [-] words a year, but she died suddenly when she couldn't write enough words, and the whole village ate.

Su Piaopiao: Thank you for the invitation. The essay with the most words in my life is a [-]-word essay, and the narrative level has been stable at the elementary school level for a long time.

In order to survive, Su Piaopiao had no choice but to change from a part-time job to a full-time job, learning "one hundred and eight ways of swordsmen" every day, and trying to kill every outlaw lunatic with a vegetarian diet.

Unexpectedly, what she wrote finally came true :)

Immortal World has had a lot of problems recently.

The deity of the wife-chasing crematorium was used as a stand-in by the little wife, and the merciless flower god was tragically combined with PUA by eight bitter masters.

The disabled ancestor in the fairy world who is admired by all gods: Hey, why is the plot exactly the same as the mortal storybook I secretly chased?

Flower of Gaoling (?) Ancestor: No, no, I want to see where I am in the text.

The good news is that he is the protagonist of the big kill.

The bad news is that he is the protagonist Shou who kills the Quartet.

[Romance turns to delay frequency Pigeon King writer × chasing change and changing fate to remind the ancestors]

Note: The heroine's name comes from Du Fu's "Traveling Night Books" "What does fluttering look like, the world is like a seagull", the male protagonist's real name is Zhang Goudan, and the Taoist name of the fairy world is Wudan Zhenjun (Wudan Zhenjun)

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