Crash system [Quick Transmigration]

Song Tianqi covered his eyes in a panic, and silently said "see no evil", but opened his fingers disobediently, and looked at the opposite side curiously. What kind of madness is it to undress so shamelessly.

Dong Ziqing took off his coat, put it aside, and went directly to take off his middle coat. Before the waist rope of the middle coat was untied, he couldn't wait to take it off from the skirt. , the second son of the Dong family couldn't tell, Song Tianqi couldn't bear to be so shameless, he couldn't bear to look for someone who would sell himself if something happened, he didn't blame escorts.

Song Tianqi got up to stop him, and even thought about his words. Before he could say anything, Dong Ziqing had already taken off his shirt. Before Song Tianqi got up, a bloody hole on Dong Ziqing's lower right waist behind his back , directly frightened him and sat back.

Song Tianqi lived in the 21st century no matter how poor or unsatisfactory he was, he was also a good citizen. He had never seen any bloody scenes, and even car accidents were unprecedented. In the corridor of his dilapidated rental house, a litter of cubs was born without even seeing blood.

Song Tianqi is not so delicate and hypocritical, a person whose legs will go limp when he sees blood, let alone a patient with haemophilia, but Dong Ziqing's snow-white and tender fleshy back made him sigh "Is this a man's body?" But at the wrong time, there is a bloody hole the size of a palm, which is really scary.

Such a big bloody hole, without bandaging or any medical treatment, just put on a piece of clothing and didn't let the blood seep out, Song Tianqi really thought it was a miracle, but at the moment, he was so scared that he didn't have time to analyze what was going on in his heart What a miracle.

The intact skin around the palm-sized blood hole is pink, and the blood hole can't see the internal organs. It's a bit like blood gushing out of the body and breaking through the skin.

Song Tianqi endured it for a while and finally couldn't help it anymore, and asked bravely, "Mr. Dong, are you... not in the way?"

"No problem." Dong Ziqing stuffed a yellow paper talisman into his mouth, put one side of his mouth in his mouth, closed his glasses as if reciting a spell, opened his eyes after the chanting, took the yellow paper talisman from his mouth, and shook his hands It was pasted on the blood hole.

Song Tianqi was terrified when he saw it, and wanted to ask, 'Does it hurt? ', but he didn't say it out of his mouth, because such a sentence pattern that asked knowingly and knowingly seemed to be brain-dead and clumsy.Dong Ziqing is also a flesh and blood body, how could it not hurt, just don't say it.

"Is it the injury from fighting off the Bloodthirsty Nightmare just now?" Song Tianqi asked dryly.

After pasting up the yellow paper, Dong Ziqing put on the middle coat as if nothing had happened, and began to put on the outer robe that had been taken off just now, "No, it's just an old injury, and it will heal after a while."

That bright red patch is not an old wound at first glance, unless it is a new wound added to an old wound, since people don't want to talk about it, Song Tianqi will not talk too much without understanding.

After Dong Ziqing put on the school uniform of 'Heyuanmen', he resumed his daily 'indifferent face'. Song Tianqi didn't make fun of him. Looking at his face, he thought of Yang Ke. This handsome face is also unique. Good-looking will also look inferior because of a straight face, but Dong Ziqing's face has not become unattractive because of his daily "indifferent face" or something, it has a different feeling, Song Tianqi can't describe it, there is A feeling of 'this little brother is so handsome'.

Song Tianqi's thoughts went back and forth between the blood hole and the "handsome boy", and finally found that the topic of "whether Dong Ziqing looks good" made him not hard to swallow at dinner later, but more delicious too much.

However, before completing this idea, Song Tianqi only felt a light on his back, and the familiar feeling of being picked up again, he finally couldn't bear it, "Second brother Dong, let's talk about something, don't just pick me up neck, okay?"

Dong Ziqing paused after hearing this, Song Tianqi took the opportunity to relax his neck, pulled his collar out of Dong Ziqing's hand, walked in front first, and hurried down to eat, for fear that Dong Ziqing would come to grab his back with regret and interest. collar.

The younger generations of Heyuanmen, including Dong Zixin, gathered at the middle tables of the inn lobby early, and vacated the middle seats. Song Tianqi looked around for a while, only to see Dong Zixin staying at the middle table, leaving a space, presumably for To Dong Ziqing.In the small village before, there were not enough seats, so everyone managed to get a table together. There was no one in this shop at night, except for an old man with sloppy hair who couldn't see his face sitting at the table near the door, that is, Heyuan. Those disciples of the door are gone.

Seeing his brother coming, Dong Zixin waved his hands vigorously, completely ignoring Song Tianqi who was walking in front. Song Tianqi saw that Dong Ziqing's younger brother, who was somewhat similar to Dong Ziqing, was very pleasing, so he couldn't help saying hello: , "Today, I really need to trouble you all." Picking up a glass of wine on the table, raised his hand and raised his hand, and also respected the disciples of Heyuanmen at the next table, "Thank you, fellow Taoists of Heyuanmen, for your help. You are both saving me and entertaining me, so I am very grateful, then, I respect you with this glass." After finishing the sentence in one mouthful, he empty the glass gracefully.

As soon as the word "Heyuanmen" came out of the door, the old man trembled with the chopsticks in his hand, and happened to be caught by Song Tianqi accidentally.

The disciples at the table also politely returned their salutes and got up and sat down again. Dong Zixin also drank half a glass very happily, "Brother, you don't have to be polite. Since we all call you friends, you don't have to be polite about this."

Dong Zixin likes to be lively, but when he goes out to do errands, this younger brother is more helpful. Who makes this elder brother not good at speaking, or unwilling to speak too much.

Song Tianqi looked away from the old man who behaved very strangely, and sat down while talking with Dong Zixin. Naturally, he sat at the table of the Dong family brothers.

Heyuanmen doesn't pay much attention to food and accommodation, and the food they order is enriched because of Dong Zixin's presence. Song Tianqi drinks with gusto, and just about to order food, he suddenly realizes that the inn is a bit weird. Xiaoer stands at the counter and calculates. An inn doesn't even have a special account manager. The waiter holds several jobs and wants to take on the identity of the boss. Except for the strange old man at the door, there is no one else. As soon as he enters the door, he says that there are only three floors of the inn. The next four rooms, Song Tianqi felt weird no matter how he thought about it...

The boss was nowhere to be seen. The shopkeeper seemed to be the only one who was working all the time. There was no cook in the kitchen behind, and there was no sound of frying or frying.

Song Tianqi picked up his chopsticks and rummaged through the dishes. Although the dishes weren't pretty, they weren't so ugly that they couldn't be swallowed. It's just that the smell of ordinary dishes spread into Song Tianqi's nasal cavity, and there was a strange familiar smell. The smell is a bit disgusting, and if I smell it more, I always feel like I will spit it out the next moment.

Song Tianqi couldn't resist putting down his chopsticks. Dong Zixin just drank his wine and was about to move his chopsticks. Seeing Song Tianqi's face was ugly, he asked concerned, "Brother Song, what's wrong?"

Several students who had already started eating at other tables also looked over curiously. Song Tianqi was about to speak when Dong Ziqing, who was sitting beside him, interrupted him and whispered, "Put down your chopsticks!"

Dong Ziqing used Heyuanmen's unique trick, the 'Secret Words Technique', which all Hepai disciples can hear, but others can't. .

Dong Ziqing was the eldest brother in the group, and everyone obediently put down their chopsticks when he gave an order.