Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

It's not a lively street, but there are many small business vendors, and patrols in military uniforms can be seen everywhere on the street.

Zuo Yan followed behind one big and one small, and sat around a small pavilion with a group of people who couldn't see their faces clearly, watching a shadow puppet show.

A few paper-cut children were supported by a few bamboo sticks, and someone was dubbing behind the scenes. Everyone watched lively and shouted continuously.

Zuo Yan and Xiao Zier stared at the stage without blinking, while Qing Xiu, who was holding a teacup, stared at one place in a daze, the tea remained untouched.

After watching the shadow puppet show, it was getting late, and the servants urged them to go back, otherwise they should miss the time to take medicine.

On the road, a clay figurine was yelling, which caught Zuo Yan's attention.

As he walked, he left the team and stopped in front of the clay figurine.

The master guarded the two stalls by himself. On the left was a row of lifelike little clay figurines, and on the right was a row of various sugar figurines.

"Wipe the drool."

Zuo Yan touched his chin, "I feel like I haven't eaten for a long time."

The system calculated for him, the time in this space is chaotic, if calculated according to his own time, he has not eaten for more than a day.

"I'm still a child, and my body is not yet two years old." Zuo Yan held his stomach, sighed, and at least let him go back for dinner.

System: "But your soul has already read thousands of sails."

Zuo Yan: "That's all in the past."

System: "Then talk about the present, for example, you ate the target's 'milk' a few days ago."

Zuo Yan: "...I had no choice but to."

The system said quietly: "I have known you for more than ten years. In the past, your image was always ranked fourth in my heart, but just a few days ago, you have been promoted to number one."

Zuo Yan had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked vigilantly, "Who are the first three?"

"Dong Yong, Xu Xian, Ning Caichen."

Zuo Yan said, "How are these three people similar to me?"

The system said: "One married a fairy, one married a worm, and the last one has never let go of ghosts, but you are better than them all.

I've heard of human shou, but it's the first time I've seen ghosts and beasts. Thank you for showing me a lot of insight. "

Zuo Yan: ...

System: "After you go back, you can publish a book called those dreams of mine in those years. If it's not popular, it doesn't make sense."

Zuo Yan said: "I authorized you, when the time comes to remake you play the leading role, I will act for you."

System: "I refuse."

"Believe me, my acting skills will never drag you back. By the way, is it because I'm your partner? Your boyfriend doesn't want to. It's okay. Invite him too. You two don't need a double in the bed scene. I’m actually quite curious about what posture the system will use.”

System: "...I was wrong."

Zuo Yan's eyes were still staring at Sugar Man to satisfy his hunger, and he said, "Don't worry, I'll pay you wages based on our friendship, and when the time comes, let alone your eyes, I'll give you new ones."

System KO

After pk off the system, Zuo Yan didn't intend to watch it either. Painting cakes to satisfy his hunger could endure for a while, but he couldn't resist the call of an empty stomach.

Turning his head, he was startled, and there was a person standing behind him at some point.

Dressed in a long robe, with a tall and tall body, he stretched his slender fingers towards him, turned a corner halfway, landed on the sugar man's bamboo stick, took off a Monkey King and handed it to the little baby beside him.

The child happily thanked him, and stuffed the sugar figurine into his mouth in the next second.

Zuo Yan saw that he was about to gnaw his head off, but was stopped halfway by a sentence.

"Only watch, not eat."

Dude, you know you're more hated than Zhou Papi and fascists.

I bought everything, and if you don't let you let the children watch, look at this little face who is wronged.

System: "If you don't smile happily, I will really believe you."

Zuo Yan said: "It would be inhumane for a child to eat by the side and I to watch by the side."

At this moment, I saw Qingxiu handed the stall owner a piece of paper and a few oceans, and the other party took a look at it and told him to pick it up in a few days.

After he nodded, he took the child by the hand and left the stall.

Just as Zuo Yan was about to follow, everything in front of him was fragmented, and many fragments were reassembled into a new scene.

Zuo Yan couldn't move this time, he could walk freely before, but now his footsteps can only stay in place.

In front of him was a door, which was closed tightly, and painful groans came out from the gap of the door.

The ** sound became more urgent, Zuo Yan's face was sullen, and his face was ugly.

System: "Now you know how I feel every time I watch your sex scene."

Zuo Yan said: "It's okay to be forced to listen to the foot of the bed, but Nima won't show the screen!"

system:……

"It's okay to watch small movies without sound, but it's immoral without pictures."

Saying this, a scream came from the room, and a woman opened the door naked and ran out with a frightened look, without even bothering to put on her clothes.

Looking in through the opened door, the youngest of the Zheng family staggered to the door with his head down, raised his head abruptly, and Zuo Yan's heart jumped twice.

The carrion cracks in that face were like the dappled shadows of the sun piercing through the cracks in the leaves.

Not only on the face, but also on the neck and chest, like a clay figure that has been glued together again.

It was the same as, or even more serious than, the body buried by the Zheng family.

Zuo Yan frowned and looked at him, such a person is still alive?Not as good as the walking dead in the movie, at least they didn't crack into shattered mirrors!

Later, the Taoist came in a hurry, and several servants carried the two children and followed into the room. The servants came out, and the door was closed again. Zuo Yan couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't even hear the voice clearly.

In the distance, a woman approached with a cane, it was the old lady.

She stopped at the door, looked around, stood by the window, and punctured the paper on the door.

As time passed by, the old lady seemed to have seen something terrible, she took a few steps back, covered her chest with her handkerchief, and then quickly blocked her mouth and nose to suppress her coughing.

Zuo Yan happened to look at the scene inside from the opening, and he couldn't bear to watch it just by looking at it.

The Taoist's voice and Zheng Laosan's voice came indistinctly, Zuo Yan covered his mouth, feeling sick to his stomach.

"It turns out...that's it."

The scene blurred again, shattered into small pieces and reassembled.

In front of the tombstone, Qingxiu was wearing a black coat. Taking advantage of his slender figure, he knelt down and kowtowed three times after burning the last paper money in his hand.

"You support my life. I have worked for the Zheng family for 17 years. Mom, don't pay attention, don't listen, don't speak, this is the last thing I can do for you."

Zuo Yan saw the name of the tombstone and the photo on it when he bent down and kowtowed.

It's the old lady.

The day Qingxiu left, the child Zheng Zidong cried like a bag of tears.

Zuo Yan stood at the door of Zheng's house, he could only watch that slender figure disappear into the distance and never be found again.

He looked up at the plaque of the Zheng family, and he knew that the story of this house was not over yet.

After Qingxiu left, he became more like a ground-bound spirit, but he was worse than other people's ground-bound spirits, he couldn't move at all.

Just the tree planted in the yard, it can flutter in the wind as you like, but want to leave the place for a stroll?no way!

Time is also passing by quickly at this moment, he watched the theater that was once prosperous in Yunzuo quickly fell into decline after that person left, and the huge theater troupe could barely make ends meet.

From the time when Zheng Zidong still needed help when he stepped on the threshold, to the time when he grew into a young man and took over the troupe, Zuo Yan only knew that more than ten years had passed.

"I have been buried here as a stele for more than ten years."

The system said: "You haven't eaten for more than ten years."

Zuo Yan was aggrieved, "You robbed me of my words."

System: "You say it eight times a day, save a little effort and you can bury it for a few more years."

Zuo Yan already felt that his leg was not his own, it was a wooden stake!

He also finally understood that the most difficult thing for Sun Wukong was never being tempered by fire in the gossip furnace, nor was it that his master and younger brother were careless and haggard on the way to learn the scriptures.

The hardest thing is to stay in a certain place for 500 years without moving, and there is no hope.

Zuo Yan had already written the script with the pen in his heart when time was passing by.

The first dream: robbing graves with human corpses, where is there no celadon vase in life.

The second dream: the daily life of mental illness, guess where I put the knife?

The third dream: Deep in the palace and rivers and lakes, I lost to the whip in my hand and kissed your skin.

The fourth dream: Panda Cultivation Notes, "eating" blood is not as good as panda blood. [tentative]

Zuo Yan said: "I think the third script is pretty good, don't worry, I've covered all the props for you and your boyfriend."

The system is speechless, where the hell do I have a boyfriend!

"Props, you are indeed familiar."

Zuo Yan said: "That is, I have never used it."

System: ...the face!

Zuo Yan blinked: What is that?Can I eat it?

System: ... I'm speechless.

In a sunny and sunny night, everything grows, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the Powerpuff Girls (??)... night.

The Taoist waved his sleeve and took away a heart.

Zheng Laosan lay on the ground on his back, his chest was empty, and the strange thing was that he didn't shed a drop of blood.

The stench of corpses lingered in the room, and when the servant girl saw this scene, she howled and ran out.

That night, Zuo Yan saw many strange faces, and the only thing they had in common was the surname Zheng.

And in the second half of the night, Zuo Yan couldn't wait to run out.

The crowd gathered in the courtyard of the Zheng family, the mourning hall, the white sail, the coffin, everything was arranged quickly and simply.

But Zuo Yan felt that the courtyard was extremely crowded, and many people in white clothes passed by him and flocked to the mourning hall.

Not just adults, but children too.

It's like the baby spirits they saw in the woods, but it's different, because these children have different ages, some are crawling on the ground, and some are already walking with their little feet.

The rotten smell filled the sky, when the first servant looked down and saw the child at his feet, he turned his head inadvertently.

The nightmare came.