This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Zhou Taixing was shocked and trembled. The chopsticks in his hand fell directly on the table. Zhou Fang fell off the stool and crawled back with his hands and feet together. His face was full of horror, "Ahhhhh!!!"

Zhou You rolled his eyes and rolled off the chair in a daze.

There was chaos in the main hall.

In a remote courtyard.

Zong Yuan focused on looking at the envelope in the wooden box, but the sunny sky outside the window was suddenly covered by a large cloud. Zhou Ning was nestled next to Zhou Jin, feeling something was wrong. He looked up, but he faced a pair of familiar ones. eye,"……?"

"brother--"

A pale and blue hand brushed Zhou Ning's eyes, and he fell asleep well after he pronounced a syllable.

Zong Yuan turned his back to Zhou Ning and couldn't bear to look at these things anymore. He put down the letter paper, but suddenly asked a thick earthy breath on the tip of his nose.

Zong Yuan, "..." Fuck.

He turned his head abruptly. The corpse on the ground didn't know when he "lived". The eyes that he had just praised had already opened at this time, and he stared straight at Zong Yuan, his stiff body was on his side. He kept approaching Zongyuan under his control, and the damp and dull smell came from him.

Zong Yuan looked out the window subconsciously, only to realize a darkness.

Zong Yuan took two steps back cautiously, frowned and asked, "You killed Zhou You?"

Zhou Jin looked at him coldly, a drop of blood coming out of his nail on his right hand, he got closer and closer, "You, damn, die."

The sympathy for him just disappeared in a flash, Zong Yuan sneered, "If you have the ability, you can kill me."

No matter how big the dark cloud is, there will be a day to move away.

Zhou Jin's **** right hand stretched out steadily, but Zong Yuan could only be confined in that place.

Zhou Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, "You, damn, die."

Waiting for seven days of revenge, all power was destroyed by this man!

Excavating his body from the soil, he now doesn't even have the power to kill this man!

Why today! why!

Zong Yuan paused, Zhou Jin's expression was mixed with hatred and anger, as if he was the victim, Zong Yuan's eyebrows jumped, "How do you..."

He took two steps forward, and he really came out!

Zhou Jin stared at him bitterly, the blood on his right hand was getting more and more, and it gradually smelled of carrion.

After fighting against the young master on Wednesday several times, Zong Yuan felt weird. He couldn't help but said, "You have no power to kill after you killed Zhouyou?"

Zhou Jin walked forward stiffly for two steps, but couldn't control his body. His left foot was mixed with his right foot, and he fell to the ground with a sound.

Zong Yuan, "...", be careful.

Zhou Jin’s hand was still stretched out, he crawled towards Zong Yuan’s feet, the monstrous hatred of the Zhou family and the lack of energy for revenge caused him to bring this man who ruined his revenge to his death, he was red. Blood gushes out of her eyes, and her long hair is mixed with blood, leaving behind a spot of blood.

The dark clouds are finally going to pass, and the courtyard has begun to light up.

Zong Yuan and Zhou Jin looked at each other with painful eyes. He was silent for a few seconds before finally bypassing Zhou Jin and closing the doors and windows. Regardless of Zhou Jin's struggle, he picked him up and placed him on the bed behind the layers of curtains.

In the dark space, the smell of blood was very far from Zong Yuan. He didn't know why he wanted to do this. He simply asked Zhou Jin directly, "Is it my fault?"

It was obviously the seventh day, but it was even weaker than before.

Zhou Jin was full of hatred and helplessness, "It's you—"

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant nest.

About to be able to avenge people, but no strength to avenge.

Being a human being killed, is it possible that a ghost can only watch them escape?

Zong Yuan was silent for a while, "I dug you out today?"

No one responded, Zong Yuan decided instead.

He had read the books about ghosts and gods in this room before. The book said that vengeance within seven days after death is not called vengeance, it is karma, and if it exceeds the first seven, it will be difficult to kill again.

If this is true, what he destroyed is all his hope.

Zong Yuan asked in a low voice, "What can you do to recover?"

Zhou Jin, "No, no, no... I can't kill, I can't kill—"

Zongyuan interrupted his increasingly fierce words, "Are you being exposed to the sun?"

His tone was solemn and calm, and Zhou Jin was in a daze, he nodded.

Zong Yuan, "I heard that ghosts have a way to absorb Yang Qi. Since I harmed you, I will compensate you and take as much as you lack."

Zhou Jin only felt ridiculous. He was lying like a dead body, and the rotten breath was about to suppress the smell of the soil, "What inhales Yang?"

Even if there is no direct sunlight, the strong sunlight is still everywhere.

He grew weaker.

He couldn't even show his killing intent. The person who hadn't breathed before seemed to have disappeared. Zong Yuan's heart was inexplicably tight, he cursed, and fumbled to Zhou Jin's waist.

"You don't even know you **** **** Yang Qi, you're still a fart ghost," he was rude, Zhou Jin's scolded expression was distorted, his sharp nails turned black, and his hair went to Zong Yuan's neck. He was entangled, but in the next moment, all the movements were still, his eyes widened in shock.

The wind couldn't enter this room, but the curtains fluttered gently.

Zhou Jin's pupils opened extremely wide, and he felt the warm temperature on his lips blankly.

Zong Yuan put it on his lips and said to him irritably, "You suck!"

Lao Tzu doesn't want to owe anything like this.

Zhou Jin opened his mouth. He hadn't spoken yet, but a breath of energy overflowed from Zong Yuan's mouth and got into his mouth accurately.

"!!!"

The body obviously feels a little more relaxed, and the lost strength begins to pick up. Is it just this little, there is so much energy? !

Zhou Jin hurriedly chased Zong Yuan’s lips. He was like a wolf who hadn’t eaten meat for three days. He blocked Zong Yuan’s lips severely, biting and thirsty inhaling from his mouth, and even gradually got up and sat tight. Holding his head in Zong Yuan's body, "inhale yang".

Addicted, excited, can't wait for the whole person to get into Zong Yuan's mouth.

Seriously, there is still the smell of carrion. Zhou Jin recovered very quickly, and the heavy earthy smell came up again. Zong Yuan was taken in by Zhou Jin. His expression was serious. This is no longer pure Lips pressed against lips, but kissing.

Zong Yuan’s palm supported Zhou Jin’s buttocks. Zhou Jin’s body seemed to come alive. He opened his closed eyes and saw Zong Yuan’s expression clearly. With excitement, countless ghosts crying and howling voices sounded, ghost claws. Show up again.

Zong Yuan pushed him abruptly and walked out of the room in a stride.

Zhou Jin looked at his back blankly, his lips were moist, touched his mouth, and swallowed suddenly.

Saliva... also his saliva.

Zong Yuan rushed out of the room, and the three people staying outside were taken aback by him, "Master?"

Zong Yuan's expression was extremely bad. He walked under the tree silently. There were a few fallen leaves on the stone bench. Before he reached out his hand to sweep, the few fallen leaves were swept down by a strange wind.

Zong Yuan's face was even darker, and he directly asked Wu who had just locked the door and chatted with his brothers, "I asked you to send someone to the main hall to check, haven't they come back?"

Wu was cautious, "I haven't come back yet, Master, what's the matter with you? Who annoyed you?"

Zong Yuan's Yu Guang glanced behind him, still looking furious, "Don't ask."

Several people looked at each other and did not dare to ask any more. After a while, there was a knock on the door. It was a delicate female voice, "Master, I am the girl next to the second concubine. It is very messy now. My concubine asked me to ask you if There is nothing wrong with hospitality."

Wu got Zongyuan's signal, "There is nothing missing, but we don't know what happened, can the girl tell us?"

Lime was about to speak, but she shivered suddenly, her eyes rolled, and her whole body trembled violently, then returned to normal.

She looked at the wooden door with profound eyes and touched her neck, "Zong... where is the son?"

Zong Yuan asked Wu to open the door and face the girl outside, "I am also very curious what happened," he curled his lips, "Can you tell me?"

Lime turned his face uncomfortably, then lowered his eyes, pretending to be normal, "The son stays in the yard well, don't look at what you shouldn't."

Ah Wu said angrily: "How do you talk?!"

Lime was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted. She frowned without a trace, and showed a stiff smile, "It's rude."

Zong Yuan's eyes deepened, thoughtfully, "What is the girl's name?"

"..." Lime paused, and said cautiously: "Little girl."

When did Young Master Wednesday know how to possess one!

Zong Yuan laughed in anger. He took Lime's hand and pinched "her" chin with affectionate expressions, "Little girl is really beautiful."

Wu and others, "???"

Lime's face turned dark, and his heart was filled with inexplicable resentment. He wished to kill the servant girl he was possessing. At this moment, Zong Yuan suddenly became cold and ruthlessly drove the guests, "Go away."

The door was closed immediately.

Lime was shut outside, "she" stayed for a while with a cold face, then turned and left.

0046 weird, "Didn't you say--"

"It's him," Zong Yuan interrupted. He had recovered his calm at the moment, and he was still chatting with the people around him. He thought from the bottom of his heart that old husbands and wives should also teach him some lessons.

Besides, he is really angry.

Being bullied and killed in this way always reminds him that he should resist and go back when he is alive.

He doesn’t know when every world will come to him, if he can’t become a ghost this time...

Damn it.

Ayu came back very quickly, and he also brought back a message, "The people from Zhoufu went to send some food outside the city yesterday."

Zong Yuan took the things in his hand, and he had all the joss sticks, paper and money. He got up and walked into the room. A Yu's report stopped, "Master?"

Zong Yuan turned his head, "Aren't you tired? Go eat first."

He went back to the room to see Zhou Ning who was asleep, and the "corpse" lying still in bed.

Zong Yuan's temples bulged, and the anger after recognizing him all turned into gentleness, and he sorted Zhou Jin's hair bit by bit.

"no next time."

Don't die, protect yourself, wait for me to avenge you, and live well.

...If you die, if you haven't become a ghost, where am I going to find you?

I would rather you be a bit cruel while you are alive than you would turn into a hypocritical ghost after death.

The following is not an example.

The author has something to say: Zong Yuan’s anger lies in what Zhou Jin has received, and he is even more angry at his death. He would rather Zhou Jin be cruel and cruel than he would die before he came.

Who knows if I can become a ghost╮(╯▽╰)╭