Chapter 1 The Soul of the Young Master in Another World

The sun has set today.

Another day.

He brushed the sand off his body, picked up his coat, and staggered to his feet to go back. However, his vision went dark and he fell down like a building.

Oh, it must be that the food guy who doesn't often come here has raised a flag to protest. Usually, I just wave my hand and suppress it, but it seems that the food guy who usually compromises has become desperate and is biting today.

The ancients never deceived me.

Well, it's not uncomfortable here. It's midsummer now, so it's no big deal to lie here for a night. I won't bother about food tomorrow.

I just felt dizzy, nothing serious.

As a man, there is no chastity crisis.

Nothing will happen tomorrow and nothing unexpected will happen.

"Wake up , wake up ... "

"Sir, wake up quickly ... "

Young Master? Who, me? How can it be ...

My standard is that I am a lonely person with no father or mother. One person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. Although it is not an excellent destiny, it is not a bad fate. The old man and my mother will be happy early, and they can be regarded as taking care of each other. And I haven't been hungry for a few meals. As for fainting here, it is purely the result of being too lazy to move. Although he is not well-off, he is not hungry.

" ... wuwu ... my young master ... "

Qingshan looked at the thin man standing upright on the couch. Why would a young master from a wealthy family look so miserable?

"This treacherous son has such a wishful thinking ... It's all his fault ... he deserves it all."

But this treacherous ghost is obsessed with that person!

"Master ... Chuan'er is our only son."

The woman looked at the emaciated man on the bed with tears in her eyes. He was her flesh and blood. She had been thinking about Chuan'er for ten months, but that man was actually so vicious and cruel and hurt him so much!

"The kindness of a woman!" If she hadn't been doting on her, how could she be so unable to withstand the blow ...

"well!"

The woman looked at the back of the man who had given up and ignored him, and helplessly grasped the life-saving straw lying on the couch.

Beauty ages easily, and he is the only one she can count on.

After an intermittent quarrel, there was only one person left who was holding my sleeve tightly, and he held it so tightly as if he was twisting off a piece of flesh.

I'm just wondering why he's not waking up even though it's so painful.

Forget it, I'll do it myself.

When I opened my eyes, I saw an auntie whose makeup was all smudged. She was stunned when she saw my master wake up. After a while, she pulled another child beside her and cried and laughed. That look can be regarded as "crying with joy", but it was indeed a bit sloppy.

"Chuan'er, Chuan'er ... "

"Master, you finally woke up! That's great ... "

I fell asleep again amid the crying of the aunt and the boy. Otherwise, looking at that woman crying, I, who have never had any luck with women since I was a child, chose to sleep consciously. Otherwise, the scene would have been very embarrassing. Why would I have such a dream?

It seems there are disadvantages to sleeping outside.

There seems to be more than one disadvantage.

"You're such a traitor. Now that you're awake, you still know your mistakes!"

This uncle is really angry, but no matter how long my reflex arc is, I know that something is wrong with the current scene, but I am confused about the current scene, so it is better to say less and make fewer mistakes.

I will not move until the enemy is immovable.

Zhou Qiaoan looked at the man lying on the bed, his eyes were hazy, and he couldn't see very clearly against the dim light, but for a moment he felt that he had been brought back from the field of life and death to a son who was not his. The treacherous son had never looked directly into his eyes. He spent the whole day in a muddleheaded way, hanging out with the group of gangsters and friends. He had no integrity. He himself had thought about educating this kid well, but it was too late in the end. .

I can't chase you back anymore ...

I think this is probably the biggest regret I, Zhou Qiaoan, have in my life.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the ancestral hall and kneel for two hours. I will not be allowed to step out of my house for the next two months."

Looking at the haggard son and the man who turned around and left in disappointment.

The young master knew that he was grounded.

Well ... well, that's not important. As for the homebody, I didn't dare to say anything if I recognized the ashes. The key is that something is wrong with this place. Could it be that I have jumped on the trend?

Traveled through time?

But isn’t time travel usually caused by fate or resentment in this life and not being able to reincarnate peacefully?

Worse, are there all kinds of ridiculous ways of death in modern times?

Um ... don't ask me why it's so clear!

The record of my life as a dead house relying on novels and games has allowed me to see the breadth and depth of the literary world! Don't ask me about time travel , ancient sayings , beauty , cultivation, etc., I don't know at all.

Innocent faces pass by.

But the young master didn’t die. At most, he was malnourished. As for such a nonsense reason for hatred, is this something that a good otaku would encounter in the 21st century? So God just couldn't bear it anymore and ordered me to be taken in?

Why does Mao feel so unreliable!

I have to cry for this shitty luck of mine.

My knees hurt!

Such a gloomy ancestral hall, the ancestors in the row whose names I can’t even recognize! There is no one who can match the mood of the cold wind and rain like this! Okay, okay, who asked me to be a son to others now? I have to obey what I say!

Fortunately, the futon is thick enough and the doors and windows are not wide open for me to face the cold wind, so I am content.

Maybe you can still get some sleep.

Look, look, I can bend and stretch.

After all, Zhou Qiao'an couldn't bear the traitor, so he walked lightly to the ancestral hall. The candlelight dimly reflected the thin but upright figure. He felt warm in his heart, maybe the traitor had come in time ...

Chuan'er ...

"Zhou Xiaochuan?"

Today is the last punishment that I will take upon myself. When I knelt here on the first day, I discovered that the old man who calls himself my father has not completely given up on this body. And I really didn't dare to look at that old lady's eager eyes. I felt very guilty! Since I have taken possession of someone else's son's body, it would be nice to act like a filial son and grandson for a few days to make the two elders happy.

So I stayed in the ancestral hall for two months, kneeling for two hours every day.

This is the last time today ...

During these days, I pretended to be very depressed and kept silent all day, but I got some information from those people. This body was a lovesick person who fell in love with an extraordinary person. No one knew who it was. Later, this idiot actually lost his life for the person he loved! But that person seemed to be ignorant and did nothing ...

If this guy wasn't dead, he would be heartbroken.

So now I know, it’s not that I have any resentment, but that this guy is unwilling to give in!

No one has paid any attention to this idiot these days, but today one came.

But this idiot's name really makes me feel embarrassed!

Xiaochuan ... asthma.

Is it really okay for a father to treat his children like this?

I really don't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Come in." The young master is now kneeling. There are no tables and chairs around, so he can only let people in. What's more, the greeting just now let me know that there are people who care about this idiot.

The visitor was startled, and after a long pause, he walked in.

"Did you know that person got married ... "

Yes, that man found a wonderful husband to marry today, and now I know who the bastard likes. However, the people who came were really considered friends, and their worries made me very happy. It’s more conscientious than this little girl’s movie!

That girl's expression of hatred for steel and her fierceness in cursing were as good as those of the charterer. Then, looking at my confused look, I burst out crying, causing most of my sleeves to get wet. Afraid of feeling embarrassed afterwards, I never saw that girl in the following days.

"Oh, please help me up." Although the young master is now covered with injuries that will last more than two months, he is still injured. Kneeling for two hours, others dressed in colorful clothes to entertain the bride, and the young master knelt down in a fancy way to honor the two elders. In the end, his knees couldn't bear it.

After waiting for a long time, no one was seen behind him. It seemed that the young master had overestimated the character of this body. I had no choice but to hold on to the desk next to me. Fortunately, it was not far away. As for whether the people behind me would laugh at him, it was not within my concern.

Watching him holding the desk alone, the atmosphere around him suddenly changed.

Although I am not the original owner, I don't like to find steps for others.

"I am leaving ... "

After a gust of breeze, only these words were heard.