This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

The squally wind whipped up the sand and flew into the sky.

In the sandy town, pedestrians hurriedly took their children to avoid.

This is a small town on the Dupont River, relying on the Dupont River to survive on the edge of the desert. The sand and the scorching sun accompany the people here all year round. The women show their arms and legs at will, and the men's hands smell of tobacco and alcohol.

Larry Emily pushed open the door of the tavern. With this tavern alone, this town is a great town. The smell in the tavern is terrible, and the smell of smelt and moldy wood rushes into the bridge of the nose. , After that, it is the inaudible taste of wine.

He hurried across the tavern. Yes, although he was given a beautiful name by Emily, Larry was a real man. He pushed open the wooden door that had been in disrepair. The wooden door creaked and Larry rushed towards the inside. The man asked: "How is he?"

Irene Emily rolled her eyes at him, "Brother, I beg you to keep your voice down!" She glanced at the man who was still sleeping on the bed, distressed and moistened with some alcohol. The man was dry. Cracked lips, "I really don’t know where you found the person. I rummaged on him three times before, but I didn’t find a Milim on him. I had to feed him some drinks from time to time for the past two days. Then I will ask who wants money to go?"

Larry stepped forward to take a look, and yelled in surprise, "He turns out to be like this, but he is really handsome!"

Larry still remembered that when he picked up this man, half of his body was buried in the soil, and his entire face was no longer handsome, even his facial features were buried in the sand.

Irene took up the half-dry and half-damp towel and wiped the man's face again. This is one of her favorite activities every day. "If it weren't for this face, do you think I would be so kind?"

Irene touched the man's waistband, "Since he can't afford to pay, it's better to let me take advantage of it. Maybe Larry, if you pick it up like this, you can find me a wishful man."

Irene's hand was flexibly unfastening the waistband. Before Larry could stop him, he saw Irene let out a painful cry, "It hurts!"

Irene's slender wrist was held by a well-knotted hand, and the man lying on the bed slowly sat up, staring at the two people in the room warningly, "Who are you?"

Larry couldn't understand it. He just thought the language was weird and convoluted. He raised his hands and said in a panic, "My sister is not malicious. Can you let her go?"

The man's dark eyes swept across Larry, kicked Irene's gun to his side with a long leg, and asked again in English: "Who are you?"

He was not polite at all while holding Irene's hand, Irene's wrist was sorely painful, and she scolded angrily: "You treat your savior like this?"

However, the man holding her didn't feel any relief. He just controlled the gun with one hand and pointed the muzzle at Irene, "Where am I?"

As long as a person has experienced a kidnapping, he will never trust a stranger again easily.

0046 stopped him anxiously, "Zong Yuan, stop!"

Zong Yuan frowned, "Who is talking?"

There were only Larry and Irene in the room. He had never heard the voice of the third person. Zong Yuan let go of Irene and looked around vigilantly. Irene staggered behind Larry.

0046, "Of course it's me Zongyuan, who else can it be?"

The voice came from his head. Zong Yuan thought for a while, pointed his gun at his temple, and commanded: "Come out."

Larry looked at him in horror.

"..." 0046 was terrified. It scanned Zong Yuan's physical condition and showed him the information bound to Zong Yuan while reporting to the headquarters. Finally, it tentatively said: "Zong Yuan, you are lying to me. ?"

Zongyuan closed his eyes and received this piece of information. His behavior looked weird. Larry dragged Irene and wanted to run, regretting how he saved a madman. Zongyuan opened his eyes at this moment. Looking at the two people in front of him, an apologetic gentleman smiled naturally, "Hello, my name is Zong, I am glad to meet you."

He pointed the gun at himself, slowly approached Larry and the others, and finally put the gun in Irene’s hand, took Irene’s hand, and kissed her through the air, "Dear Savior, can you forgive my rude behavior just now?"

He looked over with such a pair of guilt and apologetic eyes, which woman would bear to refuse him?

Irene pulled her skirt, her face flushed slightly, she was flattered and said: "Dang, of course, I mean I will forgive you."

The corners of Zong Yuan's lips raised, as if he was relieved.

This thing said that it could save his brother's life. It was only for his brother. These tasks are also worth challenging.

Two hours later.

In the tavern in the town of Ramage on the Dupont River, the wind outside the window made the sound of the window. The tavern barely withstood the wind. The sparse crowd drank and cherished the light and little wine, talking about all the interesting things. news.

Zong Yuan mingled with this group of people. He broke into this small group with a few words after Larry's introduction, listening to them chatting about trivial things without purpose.

"Gree's daughter is really healthy."

"The homeless man on the street has stolen love with another housewife."

...

Zong Yuan suddenly inserted, "I have heard that Ramagi has many beautiful legends. Who can tell me these stories?"

This group of people are all locals. They have already started to look at Zong Yuan's faces which are obviously different from theirs. Now that they heard Zong Yuan say this, they were immediately ecstatic. Little stories without distinction."

A middle-aged man with a big beard looked mysteriously at the strong wind outside the window and lowered his voice, "Do you know a mummy?"

Zong Yuan nodded, "The corpse wrapped in white cloth."

The bearded man waved at them, and the deliberate voice accompanied by the whirring wind created a weird atmosphere. He said, "It's not a corpse, it's a living person."

To make a dead person into a mummy is a respect for the dead, while making a living person into a mummy means that this person has done a lot of evil and committed heinous crimes. 【Note】

In the desert on the left bank of the Dupont River, there is such a mummy who has done a lot of evil and has been punished and cursed.

The door banged, the sand was blown into the tavern violently, and the people near the door cursed the door and closed the door with a free stool.

The sand fell to the ground one after another, and a lot of it fell on the people nearby.

The bearded man laughed and joked: "Maybe this mummy heard what we said!"

The roar of laughter.

When the wind stopped, the sky was already dark, and the men who had spent the day in the tavern walked lazily to their homes. Zong Yuan walked out of the tavern and looked at the vast scenery outside.

A withered tree fell diagonally in front of the tavern, Zong Yuan walked over, but stepped on a hard rock under his feet. He moved away, and a small green corner of sand emerged.

Zong Yuan dug out this thing. It was a green stone, made into the shape of a scarab. Zong Yuan held it in the palm of his hand and found a line of words written on the back.

0046 translates to him, "The heart of the dead is imprisoned, and the owner is protected from danger."

It is a talisman.

The author has something to say: [Note]: According to the movie and the author’s brain, there is a private setting, the mummy in this article does not go through brain and viscera ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Sorry, I originally wanted to write about the monk attack, but when I sat in front of the computer for an hour, I wrote the eight words, and then another brain hole was about to move and I couldn't hold it...