Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

"So, they killed so many people just because of this [-]% possibility!"

Zhao Junfeng still couldn't believe it, he turned his head to look at the cauldron behind him, the exterior of the cauldron was wiped clean for some years, but it couldn't hide the filth inside.

Zuo Yan followed his line of sight, the bloody smell from the tip of his nose was mixed with another smell, and he didn't know how many people had been killed, but just putting it there was full of yin.

"No one can guarantee that he is not one of the ten percent." Si Jia spoke for the first time when he entered the room. Zheng Huang subconsciously met his gaze. Trembling, fear from the bottom of my heart.

Zhao Junfeng said: "But there are so many children!..." Something flashed through his mind, what the boy's words attracted him was the past, but what he ignored was the present.

"What you just said was in the past, more than 200 years ago, but now the village chief and the others..."

The big cauldron full of blood, the undecomposed corpses of babies outside the forest, the villagers who would die if they didn't drink the medicine in time...all of these prove that the killing is still going on.

"In the big fire back then, seven or eight of the insiders died. At that time, you were still young, and Mr. Zheng didn't tell the younger generation about him. How did you know?"

Zuo Yan looked at Zheng Huang, logically speaking, if this person knew about it, he should have died in that fire, if he didn't know about it, then he wouldn't know the way to prolong his life.

But not only did he know, but he also did what his father failed to do back then.

The village chief sneered, "You also have something you don't know."

He Bao threw a teacup over and hit him on the chin, "It's nothing more than eavesdropping and overhearing. What kind of reason does this kind of crooked person want to do something bad?"

Zuo Yan looked at the person behind him, the family tree was sketched in his hand, and he only heard him say: "Child, as long as you want to have one, someone will naturally give birth to him."

Zuo Yan turned around to stare at the village chief, looked up and down, and finally found a not-so-clear scar on his wrist.

"You were also a victim in the first place."

As soon as Zuo Yan said this, Zhao Junfeng was startled, "What are you talking about?"

"After Zheng's second brother died, the two brothers of the Zheng family were worried that they would be the next one, so they were the most anxious during that time, and they urgently asked the Taoist priest for help. The third Zheng's method was highly praised by the Taoist priest. After returning, he should have used his son as an experiment. There are many wives and concubines in a family, and children will be born whenever they want.

However, probably out of the only paternal love, he finally gave up and changed his target to his own brother. "

The timing of Mr. Zheng's death was too strange, and the look that Mr. Zheng and the Taoist priest looked at each other in the mourning hall must have ghosts in them.

And the reason why Zheng Huang survived was because of a coincidence that Zheng Lao had a romantic life for three days, and the newborn child filled the vacancy.

Zuo Yan sorted out the memories in his mind and came to such a conclusion, but he was still surprised that Si Jia knew so clearly.

Apart from singing operas, this person may not have been able to find Zheng Yuan's kitchen. He kept his ears shut and only sang Liyuan operas.

Zheng Huang grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, with a sinister expression, "Everyone is curious. I have had this scar since I was a child. The children of those aunts in the backyard are stillborn without exception. As long as they are not fools, they can know something. .”

The blame can only be blamed on Zheng Laosan's momentary soft-heartedness back then, the blame can only be blamed, this Zheng Laosan's goodness was not passed on to his son, this bit of viciousness was inherited by him in an all-round way.

"So you know about genetic diseases, and you start to prevent them in advance. It is because you are only one person, and it is inconvenient to do things. So after the reconstruction of Zhengjia Village, you start to confuse other people to join you. This kind of hospital can't detect it. genetic disease, let you control the entire village.

The reason why you have been here is probably because you were too ruthless back then, and you didn't even leave a parent and child behind, and you are getting older, so you have to rely on these people..."

"Little brat, how do you know so clearly! Those things that I don't even know, who did you listen to!" Zheng Huang said, staring at the man behind him.

That appearance has been engraved in his memory, how could he not remember the person he looked up to since he was a child, but!But... this person is clearly dead!

It can't be him!Absolutely impossible!

Zuo Yan moved his steps and blocked the people behind him. He squatted down and stared into Zheng Huang's eyes, "Of course someone told me that he saw with his own eyes how your Zheng family prospered and how it declined."

That's right, it's him, it's him, it's him!Our friend, little panda!

Zheng Huang's pupils shrunk into a small spot, his nostrils fluttered, his breathing became short of breath, his rough hands stroked his cigarette stick, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down on the tip of his nose.

"He's dead! Impossible! He's dead long ago! Say, who told you!

Zheng Huang grabbed Zuo Yan's neck violently, his eyes were about to burst, but in the next second, his hand broke in two from the elbow.

A scream.

Zuo Yan was held by the back of his neck and stood up, with his shoulders resting on his slightly stiff chest, a hand stretched out from behind, and the moment his fingertips touched the remaining half of his severed hand on his neck, Zuo Yan saw the broken hand with his own eyes. The hand turned into white powder mixed with red, floating and falling to the ground.

"It's hard for him to grab your neck." Si Jia brushed his fingers and said lightly.

I'm not that fat yet.

That child back then was not cute at all, Zuo Yan touched his nose, why did the baby who held his nose as a sucker become like this?

System: "It can only be said that it is not your species, fortunately it is not like you."

Zuo Yan: "My precious son."

The system said complicatedly: "Does he know that you treat him as your son?

And, let me remind you, you two had some kind of great harmony of life not long ago..."

Zuo Yan froze, he even ate his milk...

Do evil!

System: "You were the one who wanted to take the initiative at the beginning~ Take the initiative and take the initiative~ In the end, you shed tears when you knew the truth~"

Zuo Yan: "I'm always like this and you still have the heart to stick a knife in my heart."

System: "It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and there is nothing that can't be solved by having sex once. If it doesn't work once, then twice. I am optimistic about you, young man."

Zuo Yan clutched his chest, "The person who loves me the most, hurts me the most~"

The system despises, "Who loves you anymore."

Zuo Yan: "Yes, you only love your Beijing movie boyfriend, and you forget your righteousness when you see sex."

System: "...I'm with you every day! Where's the boyfriend!"

Zuo Yan: "It turns out that you are really crooked."

System: ...Which conclusion!In the end, he was so angry that he stopped talking, and hid in a corner to think about the past.

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On the way out of the village, He Bao approached Zuo Yan, "Your situation doesn't look like empathy, how do you know so much?"

He didn't know, he saw it suddenly.

Si Jia said: "Racial talent."

He Bao snorted, "Then why did they arrest Grant in the first place?"

Zuo Yan looked at him in surprise. If he followed his daily routine, he should have said something to He Ziyang at this time. Sure enough, rabbits can only stew meat.

At this time, I looked at He Ziyang again, and saw that he was counting with his fingers bent and his head bowed, and he didn't pay attention to their side at all.

Several people had already reached the edge of the woods. Si Jia was stroking an ancient tree with his palm. It was extremely thick, but at this moment there were only bare branches left.

There was a flash of blackness in his palm, and seven black beads emitting black gas burst out from the tree trunk, and fragments of bark scattered on the ground.

There was a strong wind blowing around, and there was a faint whistling sound circling upwards from the ground.

Sika twisted the black air with his fingertips, and the beads fell into his palm as if connected by silk threads.

The others waited quietly for his movement, the black light of the bead flickered, and after a few seconds, the brilliance subsided.

The wind stopped, the sound disappeared.

Only then did Zuo Yan open his eyes, he was still huddled in Si Jia's arms, he squatted on the ground in a panic at the moment the wind picked up, but in the next second a powerful arm pulled into his arms and blocked his chest ear.

He Bao crossed his arms and looked at the posture of the two of them with a strange look.

Zuo Yan got out of his arms, "Well, I'm afraid of the wind."

He Bao's eyes turned around on the boss, how could the boss know that you are afraid of the wind?Without thinking, he directly circled into his arms and plugged his ears. This movement is too skillful.

Zhao Junfeng hugged the tree before letting go, and straightened his hair, "Why is it windy?" He was at the end just now and didn't see Si Jia's movements.

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he turned his head abruptly, seeing nothing, thinking that he had misread.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, making him tremble in fright, only to see He Ziyang pointing in another direction and raising his chin at him.

He turned his head indifferently, and countless white figures walked towards the way they came, more or less quickly.

He saw many figures crawling on the ground, with innocent and cruel smiles on the faces of young children.

A figure suddenly turned around and gave him a precise look. The whites of his eyes were bleeding, and he turned around and followed the army towards the village.

That's... the man who died at the hands of the village chief, the one who begged on his knees for a long time but failed to get his wish.

"This is……"

Si Jia didn't look back, but took Zuo Yan's wrist and walked out.

"There is a seven-star formation in this forest, but the formation eyes are gone, and ghosts are wandering in the forest, so they are naturally frightened.

He Dahua runs a bookstore, and Ge Lan often goes in and out with his aura, so he naturally becomes the target.

To suppress these resentful ghosts, you need something from the most yang to the yin, and a dead horse is just a living horse doctor. "But it answered He Bao's question before.

Zuo Yan looked back, everything that happened 200 years ago will happen again, and I don't know how many people will survive this time.

The formation has been broken, so the police outside can naturally come in. Xu Dagu and his men were scratching their heads anxiously, and they saw them only after being reminded by his subordinates, and walked over quickly.

"All alive?"

They are alive, some people are not necessarily.

Throwing Zhao Junfeng to Police Officer Xu, the group of them drove back to the city.

After returning home, Sika threw the beads to the toy duck who was about to starve to death at home. Immediately, as if he had found some treasure, he stuffed the beads into his wings and hurriedly ran around the house.

As for why he was so excited, it was because... a fat yellow man was trembling, his eyes were shining, and he was chasing after his buttocks with his tongue flicking.

Zuo Yan muttered to himself, is this a dog or a cat?