Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

12

"Think by day, dream by night"

When the old man opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bamboo bed.

The wordless scriptures written by the young man just now, and the merciless blow to the neck before he left seemed to be all his dreams.

At this time, the sun is already three poles high, and the spring sun outside is just in full swing.The old man moved the back of his stiff neck, put on his shoes and got out of bed to stretch.

The tiger in Tsing Yi had been waiting outside the door for a long time, he folded his sleeves and looked at the wall with great enjoyment.Seeing that the old man finally opened the door, he hurriedly bowed his hands and greeted each other.

"I'm just a white man now," said the old man, waving his sleeves, "There's no need to do these vain rituals."

The sun was shining outside, and the old man with his hands behind his back shook his head helplessly.Thinking day by day, dreaming at night, he may have been distracted by Brother Lan recently, otherwise why would he have such outrageous dreams.

"when did you come."

"Fortunately," Cheng Dalang replied with cupped hands, "I'll come over early in the morning, but it's a pity that you haven't woken up, old man, so..."

The old gentleman nodded, "I see."

While striding, the old gentleman's foot inadvertently kicked down the broken bowl at the corner of the threshold.

With a sound of "Gulu", the bowl rolled forward evenly, and the unknown black solid in the bowl made a loud noise.

This bowl looked familiar, he had seen it before.

The old man frowned and picked up a solidified unknown black object, and after careful identification, he discovered that it was made of burnt longevity noodles.

It is hard to pinch, like a piece of heavy charcoal.

The old man suspected that he was still dreaming, so he pinched his thigh cruelly.

"hiss……"

It hurts, not a dream.

I'm afraid it wasn't just a dream, the little bastard really ate this bowl of short-lived noodles, injuring [-] enemies and [-] self-defeating, he took the wordless book to attract his attention, and then directly knocked the unconscious person and threw it on the wooden bed.

The old man put his hand into his sleeve in silence—well, the pension money is still there.

"Strange."

The old man frowned. Apart from trying to save his pension money, he couldn't figure out why Su Lan would knock himself, the guardian, unconscious.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Just now remembering that there was an outsider here, the old gentleman said in a low voice, "I was just wondering why I didn't see Brother Lan today."

Su Lan's bedroom, on the trees in the courtyard, and in the fields.

The old man turned over the bedroom, looked up and looked around at the young man who used to be lazy.It's strange, Su Lan and the black cat are the most active in eating at this time in the past, why are they missing today.

"He carried the cat down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?" The old man seems to have heard some incredible words, "Brother Lan?"

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier," the old man looked anxious, "Can he recognize the way down the mountain? Can he take care of himself and wash his clothes in time? He can eat hot meals regularly for three meals..."

Cheng Dalang couldn't laugh or cry.

"He's not a delicate young lady raised in a deep boudoir. Even if he doesn't know how to change his clothes, it's no problem to make a meal to fill his stomach."

"Bang!"

Facts speak louder than words, and the old man did not explain too much, and smashed the solidified black short-lived noodles on the threshold with his backhand.

The threshold shattered, and the cold short-lived noodles were not damaged at all.

The Tsing Yi tiger's expression became more and more frightened.

The short life noodles were thrown on the ground, and the ground could be smashed into deep holes. I don't know how good the teeth of the diners can be blessed to enjoy this kind of "delicious food".

He squatted on the threshold together with the old man, full of remorse, and equally complicated.

The silence speaks.

It's over, it's useless to talk about it.

Whether a certain "eldest lady" who doesn't touch the spring water can live depends entirely on his own luck.

The old gentleman sighed faintly, "Oh, I really don't understand."

Waiting for Cheng Dalang to listen respectfully, the old man reserved and cleared his throat, "You said Brother Lan didn't do anything wrong, why did you hit my neck and run away."

"I'm not a monster, he doesn't make mistakes, can I still eat him?"

The tiger in Tsing Yi hesitated to speak.

The old man stopped talking, his eyelids half drooped, "I haven't asked you why you came to see me today."

Tsing Yi Da Chong slowly rubbed his temples with his fingertips.

"It's not that I want to come, it's that Lingtu wrote to me and told me to come and pick you up to Beijing."

Thinking of that weird letter, Cheng Dalang felt a headache.

What do you mean by "don't let go of the evil forces every single stitch", "the suspect has been subdued by enthusiastic people, please quickly lead the troops to arrest the suspect and send him to the Punishment Division", "there is no need for rewards, I, Su, don't leave my name for doing good deeds, Fighting crime is everyone's responsibility."

If he had known that the bullshit he usually brags to Su Lan would be abused by Su Lan, Cheng Dalang would never reveal anything to Su Lan about the Department of Punishment.

It's good now, Su Lan's letter writing has become the tone of the Punishment Department to report suspects.The tiger in blue stared at the letter for half an hour before reading the main message from it——

"Take the old gentleman to the Punishment Division."

The Tsing Yi tiger didn't know why, so he interpreted this information to expand the background of the location as——

"Bring the old gentleman to the capital."

The latter is obviously easier to understand than the former, and it can also be explained clearly and convincingly.

"By the way, what did you watch so engrossed just now, I also want to..."

Cheng Dalang's expression changed drastically, he subconsciously blocked the old man's mouth, and immediately said, "No, you don't want to."

The more they are not allowed to watch, the more rebellious the old man wants to watch.

He waved Cheng Dalang's hands away, walked towards the wall with an unhappy expression.

The courtyard is located in the bamboo forest, with winding paths leading to secluded places. The walls of the house are naturally made of local materials.

It is clean, atmospheric, and exudes a faint fragrance of green bamboo and grass.

It's a pity that the old man's workmanship is not good, and the walls have to be cut and replaced every two years with bamboo.The old man spent a cold winter chopping bamboo, connecting the bamboo in series and fixing the molds, and barely managed to repair a bamboo wall in the spring.

The old man was almost overwhelmed after seeing it, and it was as if the sky was falling apart before his eyes.

The dark green walls were not stained with dust and were bright and beautiful, but now they are splashed with blood-red characters on red paint.

This word is as big as a bucket, surrounded by a circle, it is impressively——

"Demolition"

The school is very noisy today.

This year's situation is special. It just happened to coincide with the Tongsheng Examination, the Township Examination, the General Examination, and the Palace Examination being held within one month.The teacher from the school had just left, and the students were arguing a lot.

Great sorrow and great joy, but within a few days.

They talked in a non-stop manner, from astronomy to geography, and the topic turned to their classmate Lu Lingyun in an instant.

"Do you think Su Fu Erlang can pass the top of the list again this time?"

"Almost," a tall and thin man knocked on the table, and said in a low voice, "It's strange to say that I never see him, Lu Lingyun, working hard on weekdays, but he writes the most powerful theory and the most varied styles during the exam. He really doesn't seem to be alone. written."

The person beside him retorted, "Maybe he is working hard in private, after all, there are four gentlemen who gave him a small lesson."

What he said made sense, the tall and thin man nodded in agreement, and said with a frown, "But when I asked him for advice on the simplest chapter of the Book of Songs, he faltered and hawed."

"Genius, there are always some problems with high ambitions. If you ask him the simplest things, of course he will ignore you."

Lu Lingyun has the emperor's uncle to take care of him and he is not short of money. Although the affair with the eldest princess a year ago hit him hard, there are still many people who are willing to surround Lu Lingyun and support him for the sake of money.

But the perfect image of being invincible in the past has been greatly damaged. Putting aside the filter, it seems that Lu Lingyun is no big deal.

Skeptics and supporters are in full swing, and no one can convince the other.

Finally, the tall and thin man set his sights on the gloomy young man sitting in the last row.

The young man in coarse clothes was out of tune with the young men in brocade clothes and jade belts around him. He always looked sullen and pursed his lips, as if someone owed him a thousand taels of gold.

"Zhen Guanqi, you are cousin Lu Lingyun. Among the people present, you and Lu Lingyun have the best relationship. Do you think Lu Lingyun can take the top spot?"

All the gazes seemed to have knives in the young man's eyes.

The young man is full of pride in the flood in Nanzhou, and his parents who love him have long been two nameless bones in the flood, so they have to go to the capital to join Su's father and live under the fence.

"I do not know."

He grabbed the young man's wrist and stopped Zhen Guanqi from packing his backpack.

His gray lips were chapped.

His eyes were evasive, like a blind mouse in a deep ditch.

Zhen Guanqi looked hurried, almost broke down and cried, "It's too late, it's too late, if I go late..."

"Excuse! It's too late, you can't not know!" The thin and tall man's voice was naturally sharp, like some kind of accusation, "You and Lu Lingyun are inseparable, how could you not know if Lu Lingyun secretly reviewed?!"

He grabbed the young man's wrist and stopped Zhen Guanqi from packing his backpack.

Some hands.

The ball-shaped bone is high and protruding, and it is completely covered by the wide sleeve. When you pinch it lightly, you will find that the skin is all swollen, and it will turn white when you pinch it.

The thin and tall man looked surprised, was Zhen Guanqi so thin when he first came to the school half a month ago?

"Zhen Guanqi, you..."

"Oh!"

The book slipped from the backpack and hit the ground.

Like a monster chasing after me.The young man who broke free from the shackles didn't even have time to pick up his backpack, got up and staggered, managed to stand still, and ran out in a hurry with a limp.

"I see that Your Excellency's complexion is dark, which may be an ominous omen of sudden death."

At a small stall in the capital, a new fortune-teller put down a plaque with the word "Wu" and said to sit down.

A "middle-aged man" of youthful stature, wearing a veiled cap, pinched his fingers at Zhen Guanyun, who was forcibly pulled to be the experiencer, and vowed, "We meet and have a destiny, why don't I give you a free hexagram for you?"

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