Paranoid Love Poem [Quick Transmigration]

The basilisk pointed to the fish on the shore.

'Host, he seems to mean that those fish are for you to eat. '

'...and it eats me? '

Ji Churong didn't move, the basilisk whistled lowly, and with a light sweep of the tip of its tail, the thumping fish flew to Ji Churong's feet.

It slid down the rock, hid its long and terrifying tail in the water, propped its arms on the shore and lowered its body, and the wound extending from the right shoulder blade to the left waist fell into Ji Churong's eyes.

"Woo--" the basilisk wailed, it was the kind of sympathetic whining of a wounded animal, which was completely inconsistent with its tall and healthy body.

'Looking' at the fish at his feet, and then 'looking' at the wound on the back of the basilisk, Ji Churong seemed to understand something.

The last time a whole bottle of recovery agent was consumed was because of an emergency, this time Ji Churong could have picked up the fish and turned around and ran away, letting the monster feel the horror of humans.

He shook the recovery potion and said, "Look, that's all that's left."

The basilisk tilted its head.

"I can't give you all, I can only give you a few drops."

Perhaps because of its half-human body, the basilisk seemed to understand human speech. It let out a short whistle, scooped up a handful of sea water with both hands, and looked at Ji Churong with vertical eyes.

Without withdrawing the ability and maintaining a high level of vigilance, Ji Churong slowly approached and dropped two drops of recovery agent into the handful of sea water.

The pink snake letter rolls with a little solution and brings it back to the mouth.

"This dose will take about three hours to recover." Ji Churong picked up two fish, leaving one for the basilisk, and said, "You'd better not go into the water until you recover."

The tail protruded from the water, and the end gently and loosely wrapped around Ji Churong's ankle.Like a ferocious spiked mimosa, it carefully sticks to the scales, hiding its fangs like its owner.

His heels were itchy, and Ji Churong raised his feet to avoid the touch of the tip of its tail.

Two fat big fish are enough for their group to last for a while.After the friendly transaction was over, Ji Churong turned around and left. The basilisk was still neighing, and the sound made the system hear the meaning of staying for no reason.

'Host, is it okay to leave it like this?You hear how pitiful it is. '

'The siren confuses humans with its singing, how can you tell if it is pretending to be pitiful on purpose? '

That's true, but the host was much gentler to Su Ling in the previous world.

'Hey, host, you may be the type who has no resistance to small animals. '

'Actually... I have a question I've wanted to ask for a long time.System, when I first established contact with you, you had no 'character'. 'At that time, the system took the program as the absolute command, and everything it said and did was rigid.Now it has a personality that even speaks with a tone.Ji Churong said: "What's going on with you in this state now."virus? '

'It's not a virus!It is a humanized setting of the program.The system will set a matching personality for itself according to the personality of the host. The purpose is to create spiritual comfort for the host and avoid psychological problems during the long journey. '

'Your personality... matches me? 'Why am I so unbelievable?

The system resolutely said: 'Absolutely match!According to the calculations based on the collected data, the host's favorite persona is 'crying children have candy', 'love to speak out loud', 'soft and hard foam coquettish bag'! '

'……why? '

'Because you react slowly, look at you, you are busy with work all day long, and you don't have any hobbies, either eating or sleeping, or chasing and fighting, and the fights are all vicious people, even when you are not working, you still think about work . '

The chatterbox of the system opened up: "The attributes of a gentle and gentle wife are not acceptable. You swallow everything in your stomach, and you may not notice it when you are busy, and then inexplicably the married couple becomes a bitter couple." '

' Neither will icebergs.Host, you sometimes compare icebergs, between icebergs, there is no big explosion that cannot ignite a spark. '

'Little white rabbit is fine, you, the host, lack resistance to the soft and cute little white rabbit personality.But the little white rabbit can only take the friendship game, because the little white rabbit is often too easy-going and docile without any independent thoughts. '

'To sum up, the host is most suitable for a straight-talking, tough and soft personality! '

Hearing this, Ji Churong couldn't help it: "But you don't have this kind of personality either." '

'Yes, this character is too complicated for the system.So I took the long and the short, and simulated another suitable personality. The system hummed twice and said, "That's it!"Soft and cute and talkative! '

'...'

Letting the system chatter in his mind, Ji Churong looked around. He quickly circled the island and found a tricky thing, their boat was gone.

Apart from lurking venomous snakes, there was no other danger in the rainforest, but there were no obvious clues either.

When he went back, he happened to have a face-to-face meeting with the others. Xia Qing took the fish to the kitchen for processing, and will eat one tonight, and marinate the rest for two days.

The people who stayed in the villa were in groups of two. Li Liqun and Xia Qing were in charge of the uninhabited third floor, where there was almost nothing but dust.Shen Guangji and Wen Qiusheng were in charge of the first floor where the servants lived. They checked the kitchen and living room, but they couldn't get into the study and the maid's room.

When no one summoned the maid, she kept wandering around on the first floor, and occasionally went to the second floor to visit the lady, and the two of them had no way of doing anything.

"As soon as you left, Chen Ce disappeared in an instant, and I don't know what he was doing..."

Xia Qing hadn't finished muttering when there was a knock on the door.This kind of knocking at intervals and casually, you don't even need to think about who it is.After Chen Ce entered the door, he threw something on the table, glanced at Xia Qing coldly, and said, "Next time, you'd better keep your voice down when talking about people behind your back." Vicious: "Auntie, do you know that a gossip girl will have her tongue cut off?"

"A... Auntie!?" Xia Qing's eyes widened.She had heard Chen Ce call Ji Churong 'brother', she looked younger than Ji Churong to be reasonable!

"What are you taking?" Interrupting the dispute between the two, Ji Churong pointed to the things on the table with his eyes.

"Letter." Chen Ce casually picked up a piece of paper folded into a square, and stretched it out. The beautifully crafted and even fragrant paper was filled with beautiful cursive English.

Yawning, Chen Ce glanced at it twice, then threw it aside again, and said, "It's a love poem to Kane Lautrien."

"Pretend, force." Xia Qing muttered softly.

Shen Guangji picked it up and read it carefully. He suddenly looked up at Chen Ce in surprise, and explained to everyone: "The beginning is 'To My Dear Kane', and the back is a love poem written by a famous writer in the nineteenth century."

'Hey, host, that little lunatic is quite powerful. The system explained the contents of the paper to Ji Churong in detail in his mind, and then said: "With this level, why not be a murderer?" '

'Moral education for the masses loses its effectiveness when the intellect is far superior to the rest of the population.At this time, if the abnormality is not discovered in time and help them establish correct values, it is easy to cause tragedy. '

Ji Churong asked, "Chen Ce, where did you find it?"

There are a total of [-] sheets of paper on the table, all of which are in epistolary style, all beginning with "To My Dear Kane", and the content is all excerpts of love poems by famous writers at that time.

If it wasn't for something special, Chen Ce wouldn't have taken it out on purpose.

Sure enough, when he opened his mouth, it was heavy.

"The maid's room, the bottom shelf of the bedside table, in the innermost copper box."

The two people in charge of the first floor looked at each other, Wen Qiu said, "You...how did you get in?"

"Hey—it's not easy. She's just a low-class person, so she deserves to be so jealous." Chen Ce stretched his waist, causing the chains between his hands to jingle, and he said, "I went directly to my new friend Kai. En Roterian, tell him about the maid shooting the guest last night."

He looked at Ji Churong, and the rest of the words seemed to be specifically for him.

"Kane didn't want to talk to me at first, he said that it was Sophia's personal maid, and he would report this to Sophia on my behalf. Later I said to him, this is fine, but I just think that we are being treated by the viscount The guests you received personally, you also remember that you invited us to sit at dinner yesterday and showed us your sincere kindness. Based on your kindness and generosity, how could that servant do the opposite and completely opposite to you Cruelty?"

"After hearing what I said, almost immediately, Kane rang the bell to summon the maid." While Kane was teaching the maid, he sneaked into the maid's room and searched, and found these hidden letters in the bedside cabinet.

After finishing speaking, Chen Ce raised his chin slightly, as if saying to Ji Churong, "Have you seen the value of my team?"I'm more useful than all these people put together'.

It has to be said that Chen Ce firmly grasped Kane's weakness, and used this weakness to hold the maid hostage to create benefits for himself.But even so, Ji Churong still ignored him, and said coldly: "Yes, it seems that your fate with the storage room has not yet come."

The system tutted: "A very obvious aggressive personality, never sit still.However, it is not suitable for you as the host. A person with this personality will not suffer anywhere, but will be the least able to attract your attention. '

'...can you analyze something serious. '

Xia Qing frowned, a gloomy look flashed in her eyes, and said, "A maid actually hid twenty love letters in her bedside table, and they should be given to the master." Thinking of the young lady who had been sick all the time, she felt angrily. Said: "A look of loyalty to the lady, but secretly hides a bunch of love poems written for the hero!? The serial dramas are all real, and the personal maid is not a good thing!"

A woman's intuition and imagination get entangled and then diverge. Xia Qing said: "The master's family wants to occupy the real estate and wealth of the young lady, and the personal maid wants to take over the position. Mr. Ji, you have heard a female voice calling for help outside the door, and sister Wen also said that she heard it." And that singing voice doesn't belong to any existence we've seen, and the only one we haven't seen is Miss."

She clenched her hands tightly, and said, "Tell me, is it... the miss is asking us for help!?" She stood up all of a sudden, excited by her great discovery: "It must be so, poor girl, everyone around me She is only looking for profit, and the maid detained her on the grounds of being 'unwell', so the maid must have done something to her!"

Outside the window, the last gloomy light also disappeared, and the night tonight was extraordinarily quiet.

"No!" Xia Qing resolutely said: "I think we must forcefully ask to see the lady, we can't delay! Let's go now, go together, and confront that maid face to face." The more she spoke, the more excited she became, as if looking at a maid. Deserving to press and beat the heroine, the audience scratched their hair because of the sense of substitution: "That bitch dares to say no, we will slap these letters on her face!"

"You... don't get excited." Shen Guangji held a letter and said, "There are still many doubts in this."

Not to mention how educated the servants were at that time, the beautiful cursive characters alone don't look like they were written by a servant.

Still not enough clues.

Ji Churong said: "Is it time for dinner? No one came to invite us to dinner?"

The wall clock had pointed to six o'clock, but the little clock hanging below did not make any sound, and the maid who knocked on the door on time did not come.

However, when everyone pushed open the door, they finally saw the anomaly tonight.

Sweating like waterfalls, they stood frozen in the corridor on the second floor, like wax figures that were gradually melting.On the wax figure, pairs of terrified eyes stared at the resplendent and brightly lit first floor.

The door of the villa was opened, and the wind and rain continued outside the house, with lightning and thunder.

However, in such a wild scene.

Guests, here we come.