Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

It was already the next morning when Duan Congyan woke up.

He was lying in Meng Zezhi's arms, his posture was the same as the morning before yesterday, and he could even touch Meng Zezhi's face with his lips a little closer.

Xie Guangsheng knows how to take care of himself, and it's not very nice to say something, after all, he lives by his appearance.

Before Meng Zezhi came, Xie Guangsheng, who was in his 40s, looked about the same age as 24-year-old Xie Bowen.

After Meng Zezhi came, he lost a lot of blood due to a fight with the woman in red, and suddenly aged more than ten years, but he still looked handsome, with sharp edges and corners, slender figure, and broad shoulders. A middle-aged handsome uncle with a narrow waist.

——At least when frowning, no forehead lines can be seen on the forehead.

Thinking of this, Duan Congyan really kissed her.

How to put it, dry, itchy, accompanied by numbness, spread from the lips to the whole body in an instant.

Duan Congyan curled up his toes, and then found that his butt was being held in hands like kneading dough, pinching and pinching.

Meng Zezhi had a smile in his eyes, and his voice was mellow and magnetic. He said, "If you like it, I'll let you kiss it all when your hands are ready."

Duan Congyan breathed shortly, his face flushed from the neck to the back of the ears.

He silently moved his body back, not letting his thighs stick to the hot pestle that suddenly swelled up in Meng Zezhi's lower body.

Meng Zezhi knew it well, but he smiled and said nothing, enjoying the youthfulness of his lover.

The two of them lay snuggled together like this, and when the sun rose high, Duan Congyan also recovered from his embarrassment, as if he remembered something, his breathing slowed down.

Noticing his abnormality, Meng Zezhi, who was resting his eyes closed, opened his eyes: "What?"

After being silent for a while, Duan Congyan asked hesitantly, "You came to see me the night before yesterday, did you want to get rid of me?"

This is what he expected, although Xie Bowen is a well-behaved person, he has a lot of temper, he had no choice in the past.Now that Meng Zezhi has turned Xianyu over, there is naturally more room for them to choose.

"Probably." Meng Zezhi said frankly.

The corners of Duan Congyan's lips were almost pursed into a straight line: "Then why did you change your mind now?"

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand to hold Duan Congyan's hand on his heart, and said half-truthfully, "I just thought about it carefully. Who is Duan Congyan? There are billions of dollars, good-looking, but blindly fell in love with such a bad old man like me, how stupid I have to be, to push away the daughter-in-law who came to my door!"

Duan Congyan was flattered: "You are not old."

He has thought about it. Generally speaking, a man's sexual ability can last until the age of 60. As long as he maintains it well, it is not uncommon for a man to be fertile at the age of 70 or even 90 or [-].

Some time ago, it was reported in the news that a 90-year-old man in India and his 50-year-old wife gave birth to a boy!

Meng Zezhi is 42 years old this year, and he is 27 years old this year.

Needless to say, it was time for him to be full of energy.Meng Zezhi's body is not bad - as evidenced by the abdominal muscles under his elbows, it is expected that it will not be a problem to use it for another 30 to [-] years.

He is not greedy at all.

Meng Zezhi didn't know that in just a short while, Duan Congyan had already planned their future sexual life.

He reached out and took out the phone from under the pillow, turned it on and looked at it: "It's already 07:30, it's time to wake up, how is your hand, does it still hurt?"

Did Meng Ze know that it was okay? When he said this, Duan Congyan focused his attention on his wrist, and his breathing became short of breath for a moment.

But he still said: "It's much better."

Having shared the same bed for decades, Meng Zezhi can guess where his lover's buttocks are cocked.

He lifted the quilt on his body: "You go to wash up first, and I'll get some ice cubes on it."

"Yeah." Duan Congyan's lips could not stop rising, he was enjoying the thoughtfulness of his new boyfriend.

Han Daqin made breakfast, egg bread bone porridge.

When Xie Bowen put the fried dough sticks in a bowl on the table, when he looked up, he saw his father breaking the peeled eggs into pieces and putting them into Duan Congyan's bowl.

Xie Bowen was slightly stunned, his father used to show affection with Duan Congyan in public, and he was used to it, but this scene in front of him, how to put it, always felt that something was weird.

Before he could figure it out, Han Daqin's assistant arrived, and he brought the truth about Lu Huaijin's death.

Meng Zezhi picked up four photos from a pile and arranged them one by one.

When the assistant saw it, he quickly said, "This is a photo of the scene taken from the local police station."

Li Wenhuan was the eldest son of a warlord family in Geng Province during the Republic of China, and later died on the battlefield, and was buried on the land of Gejia Village in later generations.

Gejia Village is located deep in the mountains and old forests, and every household makes a living by hunting.On this day in mid-March, the hunting team in the village was hunting for the last time before closing the mountain. Due to the slippery road in rainy weather, a member of the hunting team accidentally slipped and fell into a pothole.

When other people went down to save people with torches, they discovered that there was a hole in the pothole.

The walls of the pit are covered with crooked lines, and several sarcophagi are half buried in the center of the pit.

Looking at these coffins, the eyes of the hunting team members glowed green.

What does having a sarcophagus mean?Explain that this is an ancient tomb.

What is the most indispensable thing in the ancient tomb?Funeral objects!

If two of these were resold at random, they would have no worries about eating and drinking for the rest of their lives.

No one wanted to miss the opportunity to make a fortune, and the hunting team reached a consensus in an instant.It's just that no matter how they push the coffin lid, the coffin lid doesn't move like a mountain.

After being exhausted, seeing that there was really no other way, the leading captain gritted his teeth and sent someone to the quarry in the town to buy three fuses.

After three loud bangs, before the gunpowder smoke dissipated, the team members covered their mouths and noses and surrounded them. Unlike what they imagined, there were no funerary objects in the sarcophagus, only a skeleton. intact.

Seeing this, everyone shuddered unanimously, wishing to escape from this eerie place immediately.

But they didn't expect Li Wenhuan to fall from the sky the moment they turned around.

After some fighting, Li Wenhuan won a complete victory. Except for a few members who were quick-witted and able to escape, the other members of the hunting team fell into his hands.

The young and strong in Gejia Village are all in the hunting team. If something happens to them, Gejia Village will be over.

After the village chief found out about this, he fought his way up the mountain.

Unexpectedly, Li Wenhuan's request was only to ask Gejiacun to compensate him with a daughter-in-law. Both men and women are allowed, but they must be virgins.

The village head was overjoyed, but who in the village would want to marry their own child to a ghost? The village head had no choice but to send his idea to other villages.

A few days later, Lu Huaijin's uncle came to him when he heard the news, and exchanged three of Lu Huaijin's hairs for 3 yuan.

The village head of Gejia Village took the three strands of hair from Li Wenhuan's hand to exchange the hunting team's youth.

After they returned to the village, the next night, Lu Huaijin, who looked neurotic and out of order, went into the mountain.

The next morning, when Lu Huaijin came back, she had returned to normal, but the inner core had become Wan Zihuai.

After Wan Zihuai left, all those in Gejia Village who had entered the pothole, more than 30 young and strong plus the village head, were sick, paralyzed, and dead—after all, it was the grave of a century-old ghost. Yin evil, Yin evil enters the body, even if it is not dead, it will be injured.

The villagers of Gejia Village called the police in fear.

Meng Zezhi scanned the four photos one by one.

If he was not mistaken, these crooked patterns carved on the walls of the pit should be a special kind of runes, but they have been almost destroyed by now.

Coupled with the half-buried sarcophagus, the stone pillar with a lock in the corner of the pit...

"Devil May Cry!" Meng Zezhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What?" Han Daqin asked.

"A formation to suppress evil spirits, with the sarcophagus as the formation's eye and the engravings on the wall as the formation's foot." Speaking of this, Meng Zezhi's eyes dimmed: "The only way to dissolve the formation is to use the close relatives of the suppressed person." The essence and blood of a person is a sacrifice, and the soul is a sacrifice.”

Xie Bowen immediately felt a chill in his heart, and he asked, "Is my wife considered a close relative?"

Meng Zezhi nodded. At this point, the matter has become very clear.

For unknown reasons, Li Wenhuan was suppressed in the pit. The Gejia Village hunting team used a detonator to destroy the sarcophagus and released Li Wenhuan. He gave away a wife.

Then Lu Huaijin died, and Li Wenhuan fell in love at first sight with the reborn Wan Zihuai.

Miserable, really miserable.

From Lu Huaijin's point of view, firstly, his reputation was ruined by being framed, his parents died in a car accident, his family property was seized by his uncles, and finally, he was sold to Li Wenhuan by these greedy uncles for a yin marriage.

It's not the worst.

The most disgusting thing is that after his death, Wan Zihuai who occupied his body and the enemy who killed him lived a sexually happy life.

"Uncle Xie, what should we do now?" Han Daqin asked.

"Li Wenhuan has to get rid of it. As for Wan Zihuai..." Meng Zezhi thought for a while and had an idea in his mind.

He asked, "When will Wan Zihuai come back?"

Han Daqin immediately said: "I asked about this, and in half a month, the filming should be finished."

"Okay." Meng Zezhi nodded.

That being the case, it would be best to start with Wan Zihuai.

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