Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

A few days later, Zuo Yan was taken outside to breathe in a clear sky.

At that time, the latest action movie of the system was playing in Zuo Yan's mind, and he endured a long foreplay. At the critical moment, when the ship was about to enter the port, he was suddenly picked up.

Zuo Yan was taken aback, the next moment he was already sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the room.

Zuo Yan asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Zheng met his gaze and said, "Isn't the room stuffy?"

What can Zuo Yan say, boring?Isn't this brought out for a stroll?

Not bored?According to Gu Zheng's behavior, it's useless for him to say it.

But have you ever seen a patient with a hole in his chest being pulled out for a walk every three days!

Delay recovery!Also delayed watching movies, alas.

The weather outside is indeed very good, the warm sun is shining lazily on the body, and the breeze has become gentle.

What Zuo Yan saw was a large lawn, a large garden, and a large sculpture.

After walking so far, the scenery has never been the same.

Are grave robbers so rich?Should he go back and consider changing careers?

System, "Zuye, you can try it, your descendants will live in such a house hundreds of years later."

After listening to Zuo Yan, he thought it was okay.

The system asks why.

Zuo Yan said, "There is no tomb."

In his era, there was no tomb for him to steal. Ancient tombs had been excavated thousands of years ago.

The funerary objects excavated from the tomb at the back are notebooks, mobile phones, and game consoles.

Last time he read the news, there was a pair of gas dolls dug out from the tomb.

Do you want to play with the ashes?

In his time, the most popular burial was space burial.

In short, wanting to rob a tomb is tantamount to dreaming.

System: ...it shouldn't ask.

The last two stopped in the garden where they had afternoon tea, and Gu Zheng poured him a cup of black tea.

Zuo Yan actually wanted to ask, didn't he not be allowed to drink these things?

Gu Zheng seemed to notice it, and said, "Your wound heals quickly, drinking black tea is no problem."

Zuo Yan didn't fluctuate in his heart, his wound healed at a speed comparable to his heartbeat, please find some reliable reasons to lie to someone next time, although his IQ is not high, he is not mentally retarded either.

Looking down at the clear liquid in the teacup, "System, there's nothing wrong with this tea, right?"

System, "There is a problem."

He just knew, "What's the problem?"

System, "There are veritaserum ingredients in it, don't worry, your constitution medicine is useless to you."

Zuo Yan was no longer surprised. In the target's dream, there should be nothing he couldn't get.

Under Gu Zheng's gaze, Zuo Yan raised his cup and took a sip.

Gu Zheng watched him drink it, lowered his eyes and chuckled, "How does it taste?"

Zuo Yan said, "It's delicious."

Can something with added ingredients not taste good?

After hearing this, Gu Zheng filled another glass for him, then looked at him.

Zuo Yan knew that his physique was fine, so he ordered another cup without hesitation.

The sun was shining warmly on his body. After a while, Zuo Yan felt sleepy and his eyelids were about to fall.

In the end, his eyes were dull, and he stared blankly ahead.

Gu Zheng leaned on his chin with one hand, lifted the black tea to his lips with the other, and asked softly, "Who are you?"

"What glaze."

"What is your purpose of approaching Gu Zheng?"

"No... purpose."

Gu Zheng put down his teacup, and asked from a different angle, "Why did you follow Gu Zheng?"

"Because...Gu Zheng took me...to leave the mausoleum."

Hearing this reason, Gu Zheng rolled his eyelids, "Why do you understand modern things so clearly?"

"do not know."

Finally hearing a different answer, Gu Zheng took out a photo from his pocket.

"This pattern, how much do you remember?"

The young man stared blankly at the things in the photo, "I've... seen it before."

Gu Zheng's eyebrows twitched, "Where did you see it?"

"Looks like... it's two... on silk."

"One silk is on your body, where is the other silk?"

Gu Zheng looked at the young man and slowly shook his head, "I don't remember."

Gu Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and then he asked a lot, but some of the young people's answers were messy, and most of them couldn't remember.

The last question, "How did you die?"

The young man seemed to think about it, and then replied slowly, "Sacrifice."

In his few memories, He Zhihuang stood on the high platform, took the wine glass offered by the person around him with a cold expression, drank it all in one gulp, then cut his wrist with a dagger, and let the blood flow out.

This is the last time he cut his wrist and fainted, the memory in his dream.

Gu Zheng finally stopped asking, and Zuo Yan heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that the matter was not over yet. Gu Zheng made a phone call, seemed to ask someone to come over, and then kept staring at him.

"He won't see the flaws in the system!"

System: "Take care."

Zuo Yan: ... Is this thing really here to help him?

A middle-aged man approached in the distance, glanced at Zuo Yan, nodded to Gu Zheng and asked, "Mr. Gu, is this patient?"

Gu Zheng said, "That's right, follow the questions above."

As he spoke, he handed him a piece of paper with densely packed questions.

"Mr. Gu, start now?"

Gu Zheng nodded.

Zuo Yan felt something was wrong in his heart, "Who is this person?"

Why ask again.

The system investigated clearly, "He is a psychiatrist."

Zuo Yan's little finger twitched, it was over, he met his colleague.

In front of a real psychiatrist, his superficial ability can't be revealed in an instant!

Gu Zheng, you brat!

This thing also comes with double insurance!

Because of the ingredients of Veritaserum, the psychiatrists dare not use too much force, for fear that the subjective consciousness will be suppressed, and the subconscious will lead to hallucinations.

On the one hand, there was a system reminder that Zuo Yan would brace himself to deal with any practical problems, and at this time, Gu Zheng was sketching something with a pen.

After the questioning, Zuo Yan was sweating profusely. There was still some time before the veritaserum potion would expire, so Zuo Yan could only maintain a sluggish look.

Gu Zheng got what he wanted to know from the question just now, and he was in a good mood. Seeing his appearance, he curled his lips into a smile.

"What do you like?"

Zuo Yan was giving educational guidance to Gu Zheng in his mind, when he heard the voice, he subconsciously said, "Gu Zheng."

Gu Zheng frowned, "Oh?"

Zuo Yan: ...

Not like that you listen to me!

slip of the tongue!What a slip of the tongue!