Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

After a night of torrential rain, the sky cleared at the beginning, and fresh and humid air came in through the cracks in the windows.

Zuo Yan stared at the bonsai outside the glass with his legs crossed and his chin propped up, thinking about life with the red mark on his neck.

The fat cat outside the window stuck its paws and belly tightly against the glass, its pink nose pressed against the glass surface, and its big eyes stared at the people in the room.

System: "You have been in a daze for half an hour."

Zuo Yan: "Let me be quiet."

System: "It's not the first time, and, can you put your clothes on." It doesn't really want to see nudes, enough, really.

Zuo Yan didn't speak, he was just thinking, it rained heavily last night, the wind blew all night, he was very hopeless, and then he knocked on the boss's door.

Then there was only one bed in the room, and I don't know who took the initiative later, in short, the two rolled together in the end.

"System, I suddenly thought of something."

The system is puzzled, "What's the matter?"

Zuo Yan said, "How many years do you think ghosts can live?"

The system understood what he meant, "The target has lived for more than 200 years."

Zuo Yan scratched his neck, the red on it became deeper, "How many years do you think I will live."

I have never heard of young monsters, not to mention there are ghosts in this world, people or monsters will continue to live in the form of ghosts, Zuo Yan and the system thought of this at the same time.

"Let you randomly choose dreams again."

System: ...It's really not what it did.

The cat outside the window didn't make a sound for a while, and turned around sharply and headed straight for the flower pot, with its mouth and claws all up, and only the stem remained of the green leaf it scratched.

He turned his head and continued to stick to the glass, trying to let the people inside take a look at him.

The system changed the subject and stopped thinking about the somewhat unsolvable question, "Do you know what that cat is talking about?"

Zuo Yan hummed unconsciously, but didn't continue.

The system humbly asked, "Can you translate it for me?"

Zuo Yan said in a mechanically recited tone: "You f-ckingly agreed to sleep together, and ran away with that man in a blink of an eye. I was lonely and cold at the door all night, and you gave me a fucking look. "

System: "..." I don't know if the cat has a bad temper or you have a bad temper.

There were footsteps downstairs, and the person carrying breakfast pushed open the door, and saw the unwilling cat at first sight.

After he entered the door, the fat cat slid stiffly along the glass to the ground, wagged its tail, and walked out of their sight with its head held high and its chest held high.

"time to eat."

Zuo Yan jumped up from the bed stiffly, and after seeing the breakfast, he suddenly became wilted again.

A bowl of porridge, as for the bowl next to it, even if you cut the bamboo shoots into pieces, it is not diced meat.

Si Jia folded the quilt and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Looking for food."

Zuo Yan was really looking for it seriously, but when he ran downstairs to the kitchen and then ran up, there were still only these two things.

Obviously we had so much fun playing together yesterday, why are you giving me this today?

Zuo Yan looked at the food on the dinner plate with a look of deep hatred and hatred. To be honest, even if the pandas only eat bamboo shoots, the taste is really good, but it is like people eating rice.

Sikayu let him make noise behind him, and after changing the sheets here, he heard a faint sigh behind him.

"Your stomach is too fragile, and you can only eat cooked food occasionally. Whose pandas have you seen fed with family buckets and braised chicken and rice?"

Zuo Yan: ...I haven't seen it before, why don't you try it?

Si Jia picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bamboo shoot and fed it to his mouth, "I won't go to the studio today."

Zuo Yan's eyes lit up, "Where are you going?"

"School."

He almost forgot that this person still had a student status. He took the chopsticks and started to eat. Zuo Yan realized after a while that the bamboo shoots were not simply cut into granules. After peeling off the surface layer, Only to find out that this is a bowl of bamboo shoots, ham and small pickles.

"You did it?"

"what about the taste?"

Zuo Yan looked at him in surprise, "It's delicious." However, he had never seen a dish that was obviously a bowl of stir-fried vegetables, but could not smell the aroma at all.

I don't know if it was his first time doing it, Zuo Yan picked up a chopstick and handed it to him, but he refused.

"I can eat strawberries."

strawberry?where?And fruit after dinner?

Sika leaned over to approach him, putting an arm around his waist.Take a bite out of the red on his neck.

Zuo Yan clutched his neck, turned his head and saw his back.

"Come down and remember to put on your clothes."

Zuo Yan blinked, slowly lowered his head, look, there is a bird in the room!

System: You've been sneaking around all morning before you found out.

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When he arrived at the school, Si Jia took him to meet several school leaders. Through their conversations, Zuo Yan knew why he chose to go to school.

It turned out that this school dug up several bones from the ground a few years ago. At first, no one paid much attention to them. Later, as more and more bones were found, they realized that this place used to be a big burial pit, and the bones of the dead were buried deep. When the school was built It was not discovered.

Since then, no major incidents have occurred in the school. I thought it was safe and sound, but just a year later, more than a dozen students went crazy one after another, attracting the attention of the school leaders.

Only then did I find Si Jia through various inquiries.

Yin Qi is not a demon, it needs to be solved step by step, not to mention the Yin Qi of a corpse pit, so at the beginning he had to stay at the school to deal with Yin Qi, and the school arranged for him to be a student.

Through this matter, Zuo Yan can only say that the rumor that the school is a mass grave is not just a rumor.

Sika took him to the artificial lake behind the school, and took out a Buddhist bead from his trouser pocket, the color was pitch black and inconspicuous.

There was a bang, the sound of the Buddha beads sinking into the water.

In Zuo Yan's eyes, the black Buddhist bead floated in the water, drifted deeper, and finally sank to the bottom of the lake.

It was heard that Colonel Si Da hastily handled the dropout, and they were blocked by a group of people before they left the school.

From the noisy crowd, he heard a word called Si Xiaocao Support Group.

Among the group of girls, there were also some boys, with expressions of reluctance. After seeing him and Si Jia holding hands, they immediately looked suspicious.

Zuo Yan was very suspicious that he had entered the wrong place.

In the next few days, Zuo Yan and Si Jia ran around, and every day there would be large or small supernatural events waiting to be resolved.

Some are true, some are naturally false, or man-made.

The cases sent to Si Jia have been screened, and they are generally blood-stained cases.

He also saw his speed of judging the case again. According to Si Jia's words, just like mathematics, although there are many ways to solve it, there is only one answer in the end.

On Saturday, Xu Dagu specially called to remind them, and even drove to pick them up in person, but...

"police car?"

Xu Dagu said: "Ordinary people can't sit still."

Ordinary people, who wants to ride in a police car?

When we arrived at the opera garden, we went up to the second floor. The location was really good, and the opera singing was also good.

However, among the three of them, only Si Jia was listening to the opera seriously, and the movement of Xu Dagu crackling melon seeds attracted Zuo Yan's attention.

After a while, there were two people eating melon seeds, drinking herbal tea, and their mouths became numb before they knew it.

The second floor is one cubicle after another, so when the footsteps stopped behind them, they turned their heads.

The man was on crutches, and there was a young man supporting him beside him, but Zuo Yan's attention was on the box in the young man's arms.

This breath is very familiar, he didn't notice it last time, but this time, he really knows what's inside.

"Mr. Si, cough, cough, can I come in?"