I'm really a decent cultivator

Zixia Mountain.

There was torrential rain, lightning and thunder.

boom!
The dark night was illuminated by lightning, and the sound of thunder exploded in the sky.

A small courtyard is located on the mountainside, and the dim candlelight illuminates the hut. In the center of the hut, a small fire is burning, and an iron pot as large as a millstone is sandwiched on the small fire.

In the iron pot, the thick soup is boiling and the fragrance is overflowing.

Beside the iron pot, surrounded by a little girl, she kept stirring the soup in the pot with a wooden spoon, and sprinkled various seasonings into the pot with joy on her face.

"It's been a long time since I ate meat." The little girl squeaked and couldn't help sobbing.

Clang!Clang!
The sound of chopping bones came from the kitchen.

"Wan'er, the bones are almost ready." A male voice came from the kitchen.

"Well, it will be ready soon." The little girl put away the extra ingredients and carefully hid them under the bed.

"Do you need my help?" The young woman who was sewing beside asked softly.

"No, I don't need your help with such a trivial matter. Wait a little longer, and I'll be fine soon."

The young woman looked at the little girl with a greedy look, covered her mouth and smiled.

Boom!

Another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and there was a loud noise.

The harmonious and warm scene inside the house is in sharp contrast with the thunder and lightning outside the house.

A gust of cool wind passed over the window sill, blowing the silk in the young woman's hand. The silk was smooth and supple, as thin as paper, and shone with a strange luster under the light of the candle.

"cough, cough"

A dry cough came from the bed, and everyone in the room focused their attention on the young man lying on the bed. Even the middle-aged fat man in the kitchen put down his kitchen knife and came out.

The young man lying on the bed opened his eyes slightly.

"Where is this?" The young man had a splitting headache.

When he saw the unfamiliar environment and strange attire, he was stunned.

"I have time-traveled?" The young man was shocked.

Before his death, Qing Chen was an ordinary employee who worked in a real estate company. He worked from nine to five and behaved well. He was not rich, but he could not starve to death. Because of an unexpected accident, he unexpectedly crossed over!
He can't recall the memory of this body at all,

but,

Are these important?
unimportant.

He lowered his head slightly, and then smiled with a crooked mouth, showing a little evil charm and madness.

Just listen to him snort softly:
"The Chosen Son, counterattack life."

He usually likes to read novels, and he knows what time travel means.

Who can travel through, which one is not the chosen one?
"Big brother, are you awake?" The little girl saw Qing Chen wake up, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Sister?" Qing Chen looked at the little girl and asked softly.

He has read a lot of routines for sending his sister to start the game.

"Sister?" The little girl was taken aback when she heard the words, and then said with a smile, "Brother can treat me as a younger sister."

"What are you still doing in a daze, quickly give brother a bowl of soup to drink." The young woman glanced at Qing Chen.

His hair was as black as ink, his brows were as straight as a sword, and his straight nose made him look extremely deep. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his frivolous appearance seemed to be nothing worth mentioning.

Son, not bad.

"Okay!" The little girl ran into the kitchen quickly, took out a porcelain bowl, and spooned the hot soup, as if in a hurry.

"You are blessed tonight, boy. You have a big bone that was just cut back this morning. You should drink a bowl of hot soup first, and then drink it after it is cooked." The middle-aged fat man took out a kitchen knife and said with a smile.

Hurrying into the kitchen, the sound of chopping bones became more and more urgent.

Seeing the harmonious and warm scene, Qing Chen wanted to get up to help, but the wound on his chest felt severe pain, and he almost passed out.

"You just woke up, the wound is still not healed, so don't move around, the wound is healed, it will be considered neat and tidy." The young woman smiled gracefully, and told Qing Chen while sewing.

Qing Chen smiled lightly and lay down peacefully.

The younger sister cheerfully spooned hot soup for herself, but the pot was a bit ridiculously big, stewed beef bone soup?
The middle-aged fat man's father looks very simple and honest, and he is a cook. The dishes he cooks should be very good. The young woman is gentle and virtuous, and is good at female celebrities.

The beginning of a warm family - non-routine text.

Qing Chen chose a comfortable position to lie reclined on the bed, squinting his eyes to enjoy the warm moment.

He was an orphan before his death, and he had never felt the warmth of a family since he was a child, but he did not expect to feel it when he was reborn.

"You must take good care of my family." Qing Chen secretly decided.

"Big brother, let's drink some soup." The little girl brought her little face closer, it was so fleshy, and she really wanted to pinch it.

The little girl held the bowl with her delicate white hands.

"Okay." Qing Chen got up, just about to take the bowl.

Boom!

Suddenly, the sound of thunder exploded in the sky, illuminating the entire hut.

"Hurry up, drink this soup while it's hot." A sweet voice surrounded Qing Chen's ears.

Qing Chen stayed where he was, his hand drinking the soup stopped in mid-air.

Cold sweat all over his forehead.

Because the moment the lightning struck just now, he saw his sister's true appearance!

The eyes are black, the hair is covered with all kinds of black bugs, and there is no nose, no, it should be said that the nose has been cut flat!

illusion?

Boom!

There was another flash of lightning, and this time he didn't look at the little girl, but at the young woman sitting beside him. He saw a black-haired skull sewing a piece of human skin as smooth as a mirror!

"Big Brother, hurry up and drink!" The little girl's cute voice, like a ghost, sounded again.

Qing Chen raised his head, only to feel that the smile of the little girl in front of him was no longer warm and cute, but sinister and vicious!

Drink, drink a hammer!
Originally thought that I had traveled to a warm family, but in the end, the whole family was a ghost!

What kind of start is this?

Can you give the traverser a way out!
"Hurry up and drink." The smile on the little girl's face became a little stiff.

How to do?
There is no system, no grandpa, the whole house is full of ghosts except myself!
Calm down, you must be calm at this time, and don't show any flaws, otherwise, you will die faster.

He watched calmly, his muscles tensed.

"The soup is a bit hot, I'll drink it later."

"Drink the soup while it's hot, Daddy said, otherwise you'll be bad." The little girl said with a smile.

"Let's wait, I'm afraid it will be hot." Qing Chen put the bowl on the side of the bed.

Seeing Qing Chen's actions, the little girl instantly pulled her face down and looked at him directly.

"Why do you despise my hotness!"

The originally sweet and lovely voice, at this moment, became extremely hoarse, as if something was stuck in the throat, which made people's hair stand on end.

"My... voice!" The little girl was frightened when she heard her hoarse voice, showing panic.

Then,

She scratched her throat with her hands until the skin was broken, but she didn't feel anything. Dark green blood flowed down her neck, dyeing her white skirt dark green.

After tearing the skin, she thrust her hand into her throat, then dug inside,

for a while,

She pulled a small bone out of her neck.

"It got stuck just now, but it's fine now."

finished speaking,

Throw the bone in your hand into the thick soup.

The young woman puts down the female red, but holds a pair of scissors in her hand.

The middle-aged fat man came out of the kitchen at some point. His white apron was now stained with bright red, like plum blossoms in winter. He was holding a one-meter-long butcher's knife in his hand.

What the hell!

Qing Chen took a deep breath when he saw it, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's too cruel, help me!"

【Ding!The cunning cultivation system of Zhenger Bajing is being bound.]

suddenly,

A system voice sounded in Qing Chen's mind.

"System, my cheat has arrived!"

[The system is loading, please wait a moment for the host]

【Load 1%】

【Load 2%】

"." Qing Chen.

The female ghost is about to pounce on me, just wait a moment!
There is no delay!
"When you finish loading, I will be cold!"

【Load 3%】

"." Qing Chen.