Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The funeral parlor, which was inexplicably out of power, was illuminated by lights again.

The on-duty staff who rushed over after hearing the sound were stunned when they saw the people outside the morgue, and after careful questioning, they learned that the two had lost their way.

"What about her?" The officer on duty pointed to the middle-aged woman lying on the ground.

The woman's clothes were messy, her hair was loose, and she looked as if she had been torn apart and struggled violently.

Looking at the two men standing opposite, one is tall and stern, the other is thin and handsome, it shouldn't be that much.

Fang Zhuo knew from the look on the other party's face that there was a big misunderstanding.

Quickly asked the system, "Brother Ah San, did the surveillance capture us going in and out?"

Generally speaking, in places haunted by ghosts, the original magnetic field will be disturbed, and electronic equipment is prone to temporary failure.

233 seconds to invade the monitoring system, "No, until the lights are on, it's all snowflakes."

Oh, then you can rest assured to talk nonsense.

Fang Zhuo said, "I don't know. The corridor is so big and it was dark before. We have never seen this aunt."

The staff thought about it, and then called an ambulance.

The ambulance came quickly, and the medical staff carried a stretcher to the outside of the morgue. Just as they were about to lift him up, Mrs. Jiang woke up suddenly.

Her eyes were slack, she looked around in panic, and muttered to herself.

The medical staff got closer and finally heard what the other party said.

She said, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts..."

There are always rumors of ghosts in places like hospitals and funeral parlors. Although everyone has never seen them, they are somewhat frightened.

The medical worker shuddered and took a step back in fright.

Jiang's second child who came over after hearing the news was stunned for a moment when he saw his wife sitting on the ground with disheveled hair and disheveled face surrounded by people.

He pushed aside those who were blocking him, and asked in a serious voice, "What's going on?! When I left a few hours ago, my wife was obviously fine."

The words were addressed to everyone present, but the eyes were fixed on Jiang Luyan.

Jiang Luyan lowered his head and closed the zipper on the schoolbag for the young man.

I also glanced at the magical artifacts that were jumbled together inside.

The second child Jiang gritted his teeth, and turned his gaze to the medical staff, "What are you still doing in a daze! Why don't you rush him to the hospital!"

Mrs. Jiang was frightened and screamed and scratched when she was touched. Four nurses worked together to restrain her.

Jiang Luyan glanced at the young man's knees, grabbed the handle of his schoolbag, and carried him into the ambulance together.

Mrs. Jiang was very restless after getting in the car. Before, she was only talking to herself in a low voice, but now she yelled loudly, causing everyone's eardrums to burst.

In the end, he was given a sedative before he slowly settled down.

There was a young nurse sitting next to Fang Zhuo.

She looked at the drowsy Mrs. Jiang in fear, and asked in a low voice, "Did she really see a ghost?"

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "I don't know."

The little nurse snorted, "It must be, let me tell you, I heard people say a long time ago that Nanshan is not clean."

Fang Zhuo, "Do you believe in ghosts?"

The little nurse hummed, "It's better to believe it than to believe it."

She paused, and continued, "Someone has seen it. In the middle of the night, a corpse walked out of the morgue and went to the cemetery."

...Is it funny?

Fang Zhuo, "Cheat a corpse?"

"I didn't know, I also heard people say it." She bumped Xia Zhuo with her elbow, "Hey, this woman keeps shouting that there are ghosts, did you also see the walking corpse?"

"No." Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Fang Zhuo said seriously, "I really didn't see a moving corpse, I only saw a cute baby."

As soon as I heard this, I knew it was a lie. The little nurse curled her lips, and wanted to say something else, when she suddenly saw a man's hand stretched out and grabbed the handsome boy's head.

Jiang Luyan pressed Fang Zhuo's head on his shoulder, and said without hesitation, "Sleep."

The eyes all around stared at him in unison, surprised, clear, ambiguous, all kinds of things, which made Fang Zhuo feel embarrassed.

He moved sideways, buried his flushed face into the man's chest, and pretended to be an ostrich.

The little nurse's little red lips parted and closed in disappointment.

Why do good-looking boys either have a girlfriend or a boyfriend!

Too heartbreaking!

After arriving at the hospital, Jiang Luyan put his arms around the young man's shoulders under the eyes of everyone's hatred, and went to the emergency room.

Seeing the serious expression on the man's face, the young doctor in the emergency room guessed that the wound must be very serious.

He put on a mask and disposable rubber gloves, and pointed to the blue curtain, "Sit on the bed, let me see your wound first."

"Oh, good." Fang Zhuo obediently climbed onto the bed behind and sat down.

The doctor said, "Pick up your clothes and let me see."

"Ah?" Fang Zhuo was a little dazed, but he was never wrong to listen to the doctor.

So he pinched the hem of his clothes and was about to lift it up when his hand was held down by the other hand.

Jiang Luyan's jaw was tense, his tone was cold and harsh, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, "His injury is on his knee."

doctor,"……"

The wound on the young man's knee, as soon as he entered the door, he took a fancy to it, and the skin was scratched a little, not even bleeding.

Turning to look at the man's face, it really doesn't look like a joke.

Tired, the doctor turned around and took a bottle of iodophor and a cotton swab. Before he could wipe it off, the man spoke again.

Jiang Luyan said, "I'll do it."

Then he took over the disinfection tools from the strong doctor.

On the young man's white knees, the epidermis was turned up, and there were some small scratches.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Zhuo, then blew lightly, "Just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

doctor,"……"

Don't just wipe it gently with a cotton swab, even if you just put the bottle of iodine on, your boyfriend may not be able to hum.

They are also young people, how can someone be so tired of falling in love.

The doctor couldn't stand it any longer, and gave a formulaic order, "The wound is not serious, just use povidone iodine to disinfect it every day."

Jiang Luyan threw away the cotton swab, turned to look at the doctor, "Can you touch the water?"

The man's expression was terribly serious, and the doctor dared not touch it casually, and said against his will, "Try to touch it as little as possible, and get better soon."

Jiang Luyan nodded, and asked again, "No need to bandage?"

I really don't know if this person has no common sense, or if he cares about it, he will cause chaos.

The doctor tried to keep smiling, "Sir, it's really not necessary."

Fang Zhuo experienced the most embarrassing and sweetest 10 minutes in his life, and he didn't even dare to lift his head when he went out.

When the boss talks about love, it's just overwhelming.

233 couldn't take it anymore, "I can't stand it as a system!"

Fang Zhuo calmed down, "Just get used to it, I believe that with the addition of stars in the relationship line, the boss will become more and more tired."

233 If you have eyes, you must have rolled your eyes to the sky by now.

In the middle of the night, it was not easy to take a taxi, and the driver had already rested, so Jiang Luyan directly took a room near the hospital.

There is a lot of people in the hospital, and the nearby hotels are in short supply. There is only one room left in the huge hotel, and it was just canceled because they couldn't come due to business.

The front desk staff was apologetic, "However, we arranged this room as a couple's room at the request of previous guests. If the two of you don't suggest..."

The couple room is good, even if you don’t do anything, hugging, touching, and kissing can enhance your relationship.

Fang Zhuo made a decision on the spot, "This is the one."

After paying and registering, the waiter led them up to the eighth floor, opened the door considerately, and inserted the room card.

Wen Sheng said, "If necessary, please call the front desk. I wish you two have a sweet dream."

Fang Zhuo walked in excitedly and curiously, and gasped.

On the big white bed, rose petals made up a big red heart, and on it were two big white geese folded from towels, mouth to mouth.

He took two steps back and went to the bathroom.

At one end of the bathtub is a small bamboo basket filled with bright rose petals and bath poms.

Fang Zhuo's heart was burning, "See, even God is helping me."

233 has nothing to say.

Fang Zhuo, "Brother Ah San, lower the progress bar."

At this time, the host still doesn't forget to care about the progress of the task, 233 is very pleased.

[Plot line 0: Four stars. 】

[Plot line 1: Three and a half stars. 】

The remaining half of the fourth star is already blinking, and it seems that the boss's plot is progressing quickly.

But this is not what he cares most about, "What about the relationship line?"

[Emotional line: three and a half stars. 】

Fang Zhuo stared at the data on the light screen, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Just wait, have a fight tonight, and wake up tomorrow morning to leave the half of the quasi-light.

twenty one,"……"

Everything before was an illusion, an illusion.

Fang Zhuo shook his head a few times, held the bathroom door and said to Jiang Luyan, "I'll take a shower first."

Jiang Luyan was standing in front of the big bed covered with roses, without turning his head, he said hello.

Fang Zhuo retracted his head, "What's so good about that bed, can it be as good as me?"

233, "Can you show some face?"

Fang Zhuo snorted, touched his chin and began to think about whether he should take a rose bath, would he look very girly if he took a bath?

If you don't soak it, you will feel that it is less interesting.

So he thought of a compromise, and only put half the amount of roses.

Fang Zhuo took off his clothes and lay down in the water, looking up at the ceiling, not daring to close his eyes for the time being, he was afraid that he would suddenly be pushed into the water while falling asleep like last time.

"Brother Ah San, how is Bai Jinshan?"

"I got sucked back and vomited a lot of blood." 233's voice jumped up, "Do you want to watch the live broadcast?"

A small movie and a bath are a perfect match, "Look, you must watch."

At the beginning of the picture, it should be Bai Jinshan's room. The room is very large, and it looks like a rich person lives there.

There was no one in the room, but the bathroom light was on.

Seeing that the camera was about to get closer, Fang Zhuo immediately stopped, "...seeing his little lipstick must be eye-catching, wait for him to come out."

233,"What is the little lipstick?"

Fang Zhuo, "Don't ask if you don't understand, good boy."

The system is so easy to fool, it is directly connected to Fang Zhuo's mobile phone on the sink.

Half a minute later, 233 was heartbroken, "Why did you become like this?"

"People always have to grow up." Fang Zhuo fixed his eyes, motioning the system to silence.

Bai Jinshan came out wearing a bathrobe, his skin was sallow, his lips were white, and he looked like a tuberculosis ghost.

On the coffee table not far from him, there was a string of broken magnetic beads... It seemed that this forced him to go to the funeral home.It is to hold the baby ghost's host container.

As soon as he saw the bead wearing, Bai Jinshan was full of resentment and kicked it.

The solid wood coffee table weighing more than 100 kilograms is directly turned over and buckled to the floor.

He stood there with a sullen face, his chest heaving violently, and then black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped down.

Fang Zhuo couldn't help but rolled his eyes, the kick just now was good, after the good time, he was the one who hurt.

He stared at Bai Jinshan's face for a few moments, and said, "His face is so dark, look at the bags under his eyes."

When we met yesterday, this person was still in high spirits, which shows how much he was backlashed.

In the picture, Bai Jinshan held the trash can to spit the blood out of his mouth, stood up and left the room.

Only then did Fang Zhuo discover that this black-hearted ghost lived in a large villa decorated with solid wood, in the old style of the Republic of China.

With the movement of Bai Jinshan, the screen gradually advances, and gradually other people enter the screen, but they just pass by in a hurry, and there is no time to see their faces clearly.

Bai Jinshan went down from the third floor to the first floor, and came to the southernmost room.

The door was pushed open with the answering sound from inside.

Bai Jinshan walked in and said to the gray-haired old man behind the desk, "Father."

Father? ? ?

Fang Zhuo was shocked, the old man looked like he was in his eighties, far from "middle-aged".

Father Bai stood up with a cane, staggered to Bai Jinshan, suddenly jumped up, took the ashtray on the table, and threw it at his son's temple.

He growled, "Since you found him, why didn't you tell me!"

Bai Jinshan shook his body, wiped the blood from his forehead with his sleeve, "Forgot."

"Don't think I don't know what you've done!"

Father Bai stomped on his crutches, grabbed Bai Jinshan by the collar, pulled him closer, and said in a low voice, "Dispel your unrealistic fantasies as soon as possible, if Master and other old people know about it, you will feel better." of."

Bai Jinshan still had that dead look of "I don't want to hear anything you say".

"You are willing to be that old puppets, that's your business, don't drag me into it."

He broke away from Father Bai's hand and took a step back, "I'm going to order the old wine."

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Master, he has only a ghost left, but it is more than enough to kill you." Bai's father said, "Jinshan, you can't beat him. Why don't you fulfill his wish and send him to death?" Chen Jiu took her back to the Bai family."

"Impossible." Bai Jinshan was also stubborn. Just as he was about to leave, the closed doors and windows were suddenly knocked open, and a strong wind swept in, blowing the documents on the table flying everywhere.

One of them happened to be flying in the direction of the camera.

It was a photocopy of a coffin that had been opened, and a middle-aged man was lying in the coffin.

The middle-aged man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with his hands on his stomach and his legs together. He was obviously a dead man.

The screen stopped abruptly.

Fang Zhuo's eyes stared straight, and his heart was pounding.

Just a second before the picture went dark, he seemed to see the man's eyes...open.

The warm water seemed to turn cold in an instant.

He jumped out of the bathtub in a jerk, wrapped himself tightly with a large bath towel, but still felt cold.

There are always those eyes in front of my eyes, cold, dark, with a chilling malice.

"Brother Ah San, is your live broadcast safe?" Fang Zhuo trembled, "I feel like we've been discovered."

233 resolutely said, "Impossible, that was just a coincidence."

Fang Zhuo widened his eyes, "You saw it just now?"

"Hmm..." 233's voice was weak, "It scared me to death."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Do you know the man in the coffin?"

"I know, but I can't tell you."

"..."

"Ask your master."

Okay, there are rules, the system is interesting enough.

Although it didn't say anything clearly, Fang Zhuo knew that the short section in the study just now was definitely a part of the plot.

At least he now knows that Bai Jinshan is indeed looking for trouble behind the Bai family's back.And the current helm of the Bai family is Bai Jinshan's father's master, a ghost.

These clues were enough for him.

Fang Zhuo wiped his hair with a towel, "Brother, thank you."

233,"Hmm."

Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

Fang Zhuo tightly wrapped the bath towel under it, opened the door, and the scent of roses rushed to Jiang Luyan's face in an instant.

He handed the young man a pair of disposable underwear, "It was just delivered."

There are two pairs of underwear, one big and one small stacked together, the contrast is obvious.

Which one is whose is at a glance.

Jiang Luyan, "Put that one down for me."

Fang Zhuo nodded and slammed the door shut.

With his back against the door, the tips of his ears were red. When he was doing things before, he was either out of control or had no chance to observe.

Only now did I know that the boss actually wanted to wear such a big one.

As expected of the protagonist's father, both in stature and ability, he is extremely talented.

Fang Zhuo put the man's flat one on the shelf, put on his bathrobe and went out.

He is now like a walking air freshener, wherever he goes, the air is sweet.

Jiang Luyan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, tapping on the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, and was lost in thought.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he suddenly raised his head, and Fang Zhuo was startled by his lingering gaze.

He stretched out his hand, "Come here."

That oppressive feeling came again.

Fang Zhuo tightened his belt, walked over, and was pushed onto his lap by the man.

The muscles under the buttocks are hard, but there is one place that is harder than the thigh muscles, even a little bit tight.

Jiang Luyan pressed his forehead to the back of the young man's neck, and the place where his breath was sprayed made people feel numb and itchy.

Fang Zhuo shrank his shoulders, inexplicably nervous, "Is that so?"

Jiang Luyan was almost obsessed, breathing in his sweet scent, feeling familiar, "You used to..."

Fang Zhuo, "I used to?"

He didn't know Chen Jiu at all before, so how could he smell something similar on him.

Jiang Luyan kissed the back of the young man's neck, and replied vaguely, "It's all right."

Fang Zhuo's whole body was numb from his kiss, his toes curled up, he quickly pulled his schoolbag, and stuffed the grease into the man's hand.

Then he took the initiative to hug the other party's neck, pouting his mouth and leaning towards him, adjusted his breathing by the way, and started the practice of double cultivation.

Facing the young man who was so active for the first time, Jiang Luyan was stunned at first, and then, like a wild beast just released from a cage, he rushed forward and bit fiercely.

Fang Zhuo has never been a beast trainer before, although he has had two experiences, but it is not enough after all.

No one would listen to him when he shouted, the more he yelled, the harder the beast hit him.

At last he stopped shouting, and the beast became more energetic, and posed while eating.

Fang Zhuo looked down at his legs on both sides, the split would probably be painful to death tomorrow morning.

These days, it's not easy to be an animal trainer. If you don't pay attention, you will be gnawed to pieces.