Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Jian Mingshu touched it subconsciously, then turned his head to look, but he couldn't see what mark was on the left back of his neck.When Wu Shuyang tapped the blot, he could clearly remember the piercing pain.

Sea God Kun quietly took a picture with his mobile phone, leaned slightly, and showed the picture on the screen to Jian Mingshu.

There were some rain marks on Bai Yu's delicate neck, and a familiar pattern was artistically branded on the left side of his neck like a smudged ink mark.

He had seen this imprint in the twin cocoon world before.It was exactly the same as the pattern on Zhang Yongqing's right neck at that time - it was the five reincarnation patterns.

After being branded with this brand, no matter how your voice, face and smile change, how many times you reincarnate, no matter whether it is the realm of heaven, heaven, hell, hungry ghost or animal, you will never forget your past, and you will never get rid of your sins. for repentance.

"Tsk." Jian Mingshu was a little annoyed.

What kind of medicine is sold in this Wu Shuyang gourd?The two of them have only met a few times, so they have to give such a big curse.Fortunately, he thought this kid was stable and reliable before, so he was really fascinated by his beauty.

"Who put the curse on you?" Sea God Kun asked again.

"Talk after the meal." Jian Mingshu sighed, carried Sea God Kun across the hall, and walked to the kitchen.

Compared with tasting food, Jian Mingshu actually likes cooking food more.He doesn't think it's shameful for a majestic man to walk around the stove, but he feels that the combination of ingredients and the addition of various spices add color, and there is a sense of satisfaction in inventing and creating.

Sometimes, just looking at the aroma of the meat, and the Maillard reaction from the beautiful red and white colors, he is full of satisfaction in his heart.Not to mention that when he made some innovative tricks, the people who ate him praised him repeatedly, which made Jian Mingshu very satisfied.

He didn't have much memory of his mother, and it was broken into some sporadic fragments after too long a time.Only when I was eating to my heart's content, my mother's contented and kind smile seemed to burn in my heart.

The taste at that time, he will last forever.That's the taste of home.

Originally, Jian Mingshu cooked dinner with ease, and with the tacit cooperation of Shanghai Shenkun, the roast chicken, red wine and fruit brew were ready in no time.

Taking advantage of the gap, he also threw some raw flesh and blood to the new little black cat. [1]

Xiao Hei and the little boys in Hepingdu Hospital were satisfied with this delicious meal.The only difference is that Jian Mingshu and Sea God Kun drank red wine made with fruit, and the underage kids replaced it with grape juice made with fruit.

Baomeng and Changle almost had a fight over the ownership of the chicken legs of the herb-basil roasted chicken. It wasn't until Baomeng picked up the stool that Changle put down his chopsticks aggrievedly.Jian Mingshu was too lazy to mediate these trivial matters, and calmly handed Chang Le a grilled wing under the table as a token of comfort.

The little boys were still eating, but Jian Mingshu and Sea God Kun had already returned to the top floor first.When passing by the duty table in the corridor, Jian Mingshu stared at the name "Qinghua" beside the next cocoon world, thought for a moment, took off "Qinghua" and replaced it with "Baomeng".

The top two floors of Pingdu Hospital are dormitories.The topmost floor, which is the 18th floor, is the place where Jian Mingshu lives.

The entire living room is dominated by gray, blue and white, in a minimalist style, and even the furniture is pitiful.More importantly, there are no scattered items on the table and sofa - it is as deserted as a hotel, and it can be said that there is no life atmosphere.

In the living room, there is a set of huge semicircular low sofas.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it is facing the towering Fengdu Prison and the 24 Prisons surrounded by arches.

Variety shows were playing intermittently on the TV. Jian Mingshu had wet hair, took off his upper body clothes, and sat on the big off-white sofa with his back to Sea God Kun.

He pursed his lips tightly, his complexion was pale, and some broken hair on his forehead was wet into loose curls, which lay casually on his forehead.

A piece of gorgeous inverse scales was held by jade tweezers, and was carefully and ironed on the black and red curse pattern raging on Jian Mingshu's back.The colorful reverse scales seem to have a miraculous effect. Every time a piece is pasted, the black and red curse nearby is temporarily suppressed.

The cursed pattern occupies half of the back, climbing up to the right shoulder.The area that can be covered by a piece of reverse scales is not that big, and the whole process goes back and forth, and the whole process is not that long.

Kun is extremely patient, each piece of reverse scale is pasted extremely delicately, without even a hint of boredom.

These magical reverse scales actually came from Kunpeng himself.Jian Mingshu asked about this point, but was confused by Dapeng.Moreover, Kunpeng Nilin can temporarily suppress the karmic curse mark, but it will gradually become thinner after a while, and finally disappear completely.This also means that every once in a while, the process has to be repeated again.

Dapeng had complained to Kun before, if this continues, sooner or later he will be bald by his godson Jian Mingshu.

"It's done, it can be suppressed for a while."

Sea God Kun used Ni Lin to paste the entire karmic curse mark.The gorgeous Nilin forms a giant beast pattern on Jian Mingshu's back, which is the totem of Kunpeng.

After Jian Mingshu put on the oversized gray-blue shirt, he asked, "Can we talk now? The five curses of reincarnation on the back of the neck."

Jian Mingshu didn't answer directly, but instead asked: "Kun. Have you heard of...Wu Shuyang?"

Poseidon Kun sat indifferently, not knowing if he heard this sentence, he connected to Jian Mingshu's home stereo and started playing Kodály's "Adagio for Violin and Piano". [2]

The tune was calm and sad, and Sea God Kun said, "Are you sure it's Wu Shuyang?"

Jian Mingshu was taken aback by the question. For a name, there are usually only two answers: yes or no, so why did a rhetorical question appear.

"I'm sure it's Wu Shuyang."

At that time, Jian Mingshu also praised the luster and luster of jade, and his voice was pleasant, which impressed him deeply.

"This reincarnation curse was cast by a man named Wu Shuyang when I came out of the cocoon world."

Sea God Kun shook his head: "Then I shouldn't know. I only know one person with the surname Wu, named Wu Zijue."

This answer made Jian Mingshu a little disappointed, and the speaker creaked and sang for a while, and then turned into a passionate confrontation.

"Then, is there a way to withdraw this curse pattern?"

Poseidon Kun turned his back, looked at the night scene outside the window, and said in a low voice, "You have to tie the bell to untie it."

There was morning class the next day, and Poseidon Kun didn't stay for long, and left in his own Ghibli.The night blue coupe quickly blended into the night, leaving only the sound of exhaust going away fiercely.

At night, Jian Mingshu lay heavily on his side on the light gray big bed, his slender silhouette was outlined by the blanket wrapped in him.There is no other decoration besides the metal chandelier at the head of the bed.On the low cabinet next to the bed, there is only a bunch of white baby's breath stuck alone.

The rambunctious Xiao Hei jumped onto the window sill mischievously, and fought three hundred rounds with the curtain on one side.The curtains shook slightly, and a ray of moonlight fell on the blooming bouquet of baby's breath.

Tiny flowers live on the tender green branches, like edelweiss blooming all over the branches.

The moonlight is like a silver paintbrush, simply outlining the graceful curvature of the forehead hair.The shadow of the flower is like broken ink, casting a whirling shadow on Jian Mingshu's fair and clean cheek.

In the dark night, like a wisp of dark ink, curling up in the air, the silhouette of a man in a cloak gradually emerged.

He gently put down the hood of his cloak, revealing an indifferent face.

Wu Shuyang approached the bed, lowered his eyelashes, stared at Jian Mingshu's side face for a long time with deep eyes.

The cold moon is frosty and white, the dark fragrance is floating, and the shadows of flowers are chaotic.

He moved a little closer, and he could almost feel Jian Concise Shu's gentle and slight breath.

Jian Mingshu, who was asleep, was completely different from when he was awake.

Normally, he is always relaxed and playful, as if he doesn't care about anything, lazy, like a little bad cat with ulterior motives.

Now, the moonlight streamed on his sleeping face, leaving only gentleness and peace on his usual face of laughing and cursing.The long and curly eyelashes cast flowing shadows under the eyes, like a meaningful poem.

On weekdays, the kitten with its teeth and paws is the most touching and lovely when it calms down and sleeps.

Wu Shuyang alone enjoyed his defenseless and at the mercy of others.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Jian Mingshu's soft forehead hair, his movements were as gentle as the wind.Under the cold moon, his hands were white and slender, but they were as pale as ice that could not be melted.

He only touched this whirling flower for a moment, and suddenly withdrew his hand as if laughing at himself.

This touch seemed to disturb Jian Mingshu's dream, he wrinkled his nose lightly, let out a slightly impatient murmur, turned over, and carried his back.

He has always loved loose clothing in soft textures and pastel colors.This gray-blue pajamas made him even more gentle and clean.The pajamas were already too big, and when she turned over, most of the neckline was torn apart, revealing half of her fair shoulders.

Wu Shuyang's eyes were like butterfly wings, resting on his right shoulder.The Ni Lin, which was put on at night, shone brilliantly under the moonlight.

The variegated light came into view, and the gentleness and tranquility in Wu Shuyang's eyes disappeared instantly.He carefully inspected the Ni Lin on Jian Mingshu's exposed shoulders, and furrowed his brows deeply.

In the process of studying carefully, he accidentally discovered the reason why Jian Mingshu slept so deeply.

"Two souls separated?"