After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

Even if the corners of the eyes are still smeared with eye feces, even if the hair on the top of the head is not much different from a chicken coop.

This superior jaw line, these deep eyebrows and eyes, coupled with this pale pink thin lips, are simply the best among handsome men.

"This time I can finally match half of my original appearance."

Holding his chin and turning left and right, Qu Zhong began to wash in satisfaction.

According to memory, the timeline he traveled to happened to be the day after Qu Zhong was revealed to have abandoned his girlfriend all the time.

There should be overwhelming negative news about him today.

Then there will be many sailors, saying that he is playing big names, ridiculing and ridiculing his juniors, and there are even videos of molesting female employees.

And all these seven-point true and three-point false news were all made by his younger brother Qu Luo.

Even the blurry video posted was full of his younger brother.

And his scumbag brother hid at home because of fear, Qu Zhong wanted to ask him to come forward to clarify.

Unexpectedly, he was kicked out of the house by his biological father and stepmother.

He was blocked by reporters who were chasing him when he went out, and even his slovenly appearance was clearly photographed.

Frustrated, he was rejected by his girlfriend who had a crush on him for a long time, and the brokerage company also proposed to freeze him for a few years.

This is completely worse, Qu Zhong went home angrily.

He drank and smoked heavily every day, and dared not even step out of the house.

Within a month, the whole person became groggy, and finally chose the path of self-destruction.

After reminiscing, Qu Zhong patted his six-pack stomach with regret: "It's really stupid, so rich, why die?"

dong dong dong-

bang bang bang --

Just after getting dressed and coming out of the bathroom, Qu Zhong was wiping his wet short hair before finally hearing more and more hasty knocks on the door.

There were a few bang bang bangs afterwards, it must have been urgent use of feet.

"coming."

While pulling on the cotton slippers and walking towards the gate, Qu Zhong patted his chest muscles.

Hearing a few muffled noises, he opened the door pretentiously with his chest out.

The word "Qu" was still on the lips, Luo Han widened his eyes and looked at Qu Zhong opposite him without blinking.

"Are you all right?"

"What can be wrong?"

Yawning lazily, Qu Zhong turned around and entered the living room, leaving the door wide open and Luo Han standing there stupidly.

A refreshing fragrance of body soap passed through the nose, and Luo Han followed up in disbelief and asked:

"Hey, haven't you watched the entertainment news?"

"See, so what?"

Inadvertently bringing back the tone of the conversation from the previous world, Qu Zhong slumped on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed and asked back.

"The company received news that this matter was done by Hu Nan's company."

Luo Han only sat on half of his buttocks, leaning forward, staring into Qu Zhong's eyes.

He even suspected that Qu Zhong must have thought of some countermeasures, so he was so calm.

"Can we beat Hu Nan?" Qu Zhong asked

"I'm afraid I can't fight." Hu Nan shook his head helplessly.

"Then what can I do? At worst, I won't be an artist and go home and open a private restaurant."

Shrugging indifferently at the dumbfounded Luo Han opposite, Qu Zhong smiled wickedly, and handsomely flicked the broken hair on his forehead.

This was the smile he had practiced many times in the mirror just now.

Guaranteed to be fascinated by eighty-year-old mothers and ten-year-old little sisters.

"..."

"You are giving up on yourself."

After being silent for a while, Luo Han finally patted the leather sofa angrily.

He knew Qu Zhong, so he wanted to be a good actor, and he paid a lot for acting.

But he is an otaku in his life, and he doesn't know what he is doing when he is locked at home every day.

"It's not a bad idea to change the way of life. I have had this idea for a long time."

Qu Zhong in the book is an otaku. Apart from acting, he stays at home every day, watching movies and studying, and practicing facial expressions in front of the mirror.

But Qu Zhong is completely the opposite. Apart from acting, he is very interested in trying other things.

"Are you serious? Did you lie to me?"

Not letting go of the slightest bit of expression on Qu Zhong's face, Luo Han only hoped to see a little bit of reluctance.

But things backfired, what he saw was Qu Zhong relaxed and contented, heaving a sigh of relief.

Well, he finally believed it.

"Then what is the company going to do?"

"Let's terminate the contract after a while." Seeing that Luo Han was persuaded, Qu Zhong took advantage of the situation and lay back on Rouran's sofa.

After the turmoil of this period, the company still wished that he would take the initiative to terminate the contract, so as to reduce the negative image of the company, and to have an explanation with Hu Nan.

"Then you can take a good rest, and I will deal with it at the company."

Sighing, Luo Han got up, straightened the tie that had been messed up earlier, and nodded emphatically at Qu Zhongzheng.

After slapping Luo Han across the air, Qu Zhong said in a slumped posture on the sofa: "Thank you."

The two have been friends for many years, and the tacit understanding is evident.

The hand that closed the door froze, and Luo Han snorted viciously: "I really owe you in my previous life."

boom--

There was another loud bang at the door, and the room suddenly returned to silence.

But after only being quiet for a while, Qu Zhong bounced up suddenly, and immediately sat cross-legged on the sofa.

How could he have forgotten the stone that Master Mingde gave him in the last world.

At that time, Qu Xiuyan and others were guarding his bed, so that he had no chance to find out where the disappeared stone went.

Closing his eyes and silently reciting Shengjin, Qu Zhong obviously found a lot of differences when he entered the space this time.

The space that was clearly filled by him seems to be more than doubled in size now.

The gold, silver and jewels that were filled in the previous world can only barely form a hill in the middle.

And the most conspicuous thing is that there is a house in the corner on the left, and beside the house is a spring bubbling with water.

Gonggu mountain spring eye!

After approaching and looking carefully for a while, he finally noticed something different.

Not only is the water bubbling from the spring, it seems that there is also some mist in the water.

An idea flashed in his mind, Qu Zhong took a handful with both hands, tasted it carefully: "It's so sweet."

Smacking his mouth twice, Qu Zhong finally confirmed: "This is a spiritual spring."

As for the effect of this spring water, it is still unknown.

The bamboo building next to it shone with faint green light, one after another.

Qu Zhong got up and opened the bamboo door facing the spring, and was immediately stunned by the bamboo shelves that filled the room in front of him.

The shelves are full of large and small boxes, arranged neatly, so that there is no gap on the shelf.

"What are they?"

He casually took a small box from the nearest shelf and opened it, only a note lying quietly inside.

"Stain removal soup?"

This name feels the same as washing powder, so Qu Zhong couldn't help but read it carefully.

Only then did I realize that this turned out to be a prescription that could treat the itching and scars caused by skin diseases.

And according to what Fangzi said at the end, there are many kinds of skin diseases that can be treated.

Opening another box in disbelief, Qu Zhong read it all over before exclaiming: "This is a magic medicine."

Quickly opening all the boxes, Qu Zhong was finally convinced that this was a room with many magical prescriptions.

The two walls of the second floor are both cabinets containing traditional Chinese medicine.

Along the remaining wall is a desk that appears to be a laptop.

And the cabinet next to the remaining wall seemed to be filled with various pills.

The computer on the desk completely attracted Qu Zhong's interest, and it appeared here so abruptly. According to the laws in the book, it must be of great use.

"Welcome to the PP world."

With a mechanical sound similar to the system, the computer was turned on, and the desktop was gradually displayed.

There is nothing on the desktop except an icon of PP World.

I clicked the icon with the mouse, and a burst of cheerful music played, and then a shopping interface appeared on the interface.

There seems to be information on various commodities on it, and it will rotate every three seconds.

There are only three icons directly below the interface.

One is a shopping cart, the other is a chat box, and there is an icon with a portrait of a character that looks familiar.

"Isn't this me?" After staring for a few times, Qu Zhong finally confirmed that this is him in the real world.

Like a headless chicken, he kept switching on and off, and Qu Zhong finally knew what the PP world was.

This is a connector between worlds.

He observed the chat records of the previous owner of the bamboo building, and found that he should be a medicine repairer, so the building is full of prescriptions.

And Qu Zhong looked at the content of the last chat.

It seems to say that he will go through the last calamity before becoming an immortal, and if he succeeds, he will come to announce the good news, and if he fails, he will say goodbye forever.

Obviously, this medicine repair failed, and the bamboo building actually fell into his hands.

beep beep-

A dialog box sounded suddenly, and the head of a man with an ancient hairstyle danced. Qu Zhong clicked on the dialog box.

Meng Xian: "Congratulations to Brother Feng for successfully crossing the tribulation, and finally successfully ranked in the immortal class."

Qu Zhong: "This old man seems to have gone west, and the space has changed owners."

Meng Xian: "No wonder I said this avatar doesn't look like it! Which world are you in?"

Qu Zhong: "A world without aura."

Meng Xian: "I am from the world of cultivating immortals, but almost none of them become immortals. If there is anything in the future, I can exchange it with me to avoid a handling fee."

Qu Zhong: "Change?"

Meng Xian: "That's right, take a good look at the instructions, I'm going to hunt monsters."

After saying this, Meng Xian's profile picture suddenly darkened, and Qu Zhong stared at the dark dialogue box in a daze.

This is what magically unfolds, this PP world that links many worlds, the system knows it or not.

Scratching his clueless head, Qu Zhong followed Meng Xian's instructions and carefully read the beginner's manual.

Now he finally understands that this is a system that can buy and sell things and chat.

You can be a buyer or a seller, and the transaction currency inside is a unit called P beans.

You can sell things to earn P beans, and you can also use beans to buy what you want.

You only need to use your mind to save the things you want to sell into the background, click sell, and you can buy and sell, but you will be charged one-tenth of the handling fee.

After adding friends, players can also buy and sell with each other. You only need to click to send items to buy and sell directly. No handling fee is required, but the system does not guarantee the security of your transactions.

Of course, you can also join a group, chat freely in the group, and trade.

After reading it in one go, Qu Zhong felt that his brain was not enough: "This is simply a magic weapon."

After casually browsing the interface, Qu Zhongzhen found a lot of good things.

But looking at his account, a bright zero reminded him that he couldn't buy anything.

It must be that all the P beans bought by the previous owner have bought medicinal materials.

Looking at the medicinal materials piled up on the ground on the second floor, it can be seen that it has cost a lot.

"out."

While muttering silently, Qu Zhong finally opened his eyes from the sofa.

No matter how good this fairy weapon is, he has no time to study it now.

As soon as today's news came out, the aunt and uncle who raised Qu Zhong drove from their hometown to Fengcheng overnight because they were worried about him.

Unexpectedly, there was a car accident on the road, and both my aunt and uncle died.

This incident was the most indelible pain in his heart until "Qu Zhong" died.

Most of the tasks received in my mind revolved around my aunt and uncle.

The original owner hoped that the aunt and uncle could spend their old age in peace, and hoped that the only little sister could get married and have children smoothly.

In the end, I hope that I can live a comfortable life. I just need to live this life happily.

The time on the wall showed that it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

It was less than half an hour before the two of them drove out. If Qu Zhong didn't stop him, the world might end before it even started.

The phone was finally picked up from the bedside table.

Qu Zhong swiped up, and was shocked by the dense information on the phone interface.

There were hundreds of missed calls, including calls from Luo Han, and many of them had the word aunt on them.

Ignoring the information, Qu Zhong clicked on the address book to find his aunt.

Beep-beep-beep.

The phone rang three times and was picked up immediately.

In the microphone, Qu Guifen's loud crying voice shook Qu Zhongdi's eardrums.

"Tangtang, is it Tangtang?"

The phone was held farther away from the ear, and Qu Zhongcai said helplessly, "Gu, uncle is me."

There was a snatching sound from the microphone, and then a deep voice said: "How are you doing, your aunt and I trust you, and come back after being wronged."

"Uncle, I'm fine, I'll be back tomorrow."

Perhaps it was the idea of ​​"Qu Zhong" that remained in his heart, Qu Zhong couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth when he heard this voice.

"It's a good thing we didn't go out. Or we would have missed it."

The microphone seemed to be snatched away again, and Qu Guifen's loud voice appeared again: "Then we'll make dinner and wait for you."

"I just said that Tangtang is so fragile, but you don't believe me."

"Don't worry about it."

From the other side of the microphone came the bickering sound of the couple, which reached Qu Zhong's ears through the microphone.

"Okay, okay, you go to deal with things first, we don't worry if we know you are okay."

After arguing for a long time, the two of them realized that the phone was not hung up, and Qu Guifen quickly hung up the phone.

beep-

There was a busy tone, and Qu Zhongcai put down the phone with a smile on his face.

Qu Zhong in the storybook is unfortunate, he is really unlucky, but he met such a good aunt's family again.

Aunt Qu Guifen and uncle Meng Qianyong are two typical good-natured people.

Qu Zhong's mother divorced Qu Zhong's father after giving birth to him, and went to another country to marry and settle abroad.

And his father quickly married the rich lady whom he had hooked up with a long time ago, and became the son-in-law of the Zhang family.

And Qu Zhong, who is not yet a year old, is like being kicked around like a football.

In the end, his aunt and uncle in the countryside took him in and raised him until he was 19 years old.

It wasn't until Qu Zhong gained a firm foothold in the entertainment industry that Qu's father finally wanted to recognize Qu Zhong as his son, in order to pave the way for his youngest son to enter the entertainment industry.

My aunt and uncle did not accept Qu Zhongdi's gift and stayed in the countryside.

It was because he was afraid of dragging Qu Zhong down.

"Good people should be rewarded." Coolly tossing his hair, Qu Zhong blinked at himself in the black screen of the TV.

He went back to Qu Guifen's house to play for a while before making any plans.

As for his Weibo, which has been flooded with all kinds of swear words, he never opened it from the beginning to the end.

I don't know if it was because he lived in the ancient world for too long, but he could even ignore the vibrating sound of his mobile phone.

The violent storm outside did not affect his trembling heart as he counted his property.

The actor of this song is too rich...

The author has something to say: "Crossing a Tyrant to Die as a Queen" is an article by a friend, if you like court articles, you can go and read it!

Luo Qingdai has transmigrated into a book, transmigrated into a cannon fodder queen in a Qingshui novel; moreover, the emperor is still a tyrant, and he often kills people with a sword when he disagrees with each other.

Luo Qingdai didn't want to be cannon fodder and die without a place to die.In order to survive, the plot can only be reversed cautiously.I only hope that there will be a glimmer of life in the future when things happen, leave the tyrant, and go to the ends of the world in style.

But, wait, why does she always have indescribable plots in Qing Shuiwen's plots.

Oops, remember, those locked chapters.

Poor Luo Qingdai always has to accommodate the tyrant from time to time, and endures his extortionate life.

Everyone in the world knows that a tyrant is cold-blooded and ruthless, and kills people like hemp. No one in this world can catch his eyes.Unexpectedly, Luo Qingdai, the daughter of a guilty minister, turned steel into soft fingers.

Luo Qingdai: Why is the emperor willing to let me go.

Li Tuo: Let's pretend that my color makes my mind faint.

感谢在2020-10-2417:55:13~2020-10-2422:32:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Fei Du's sweetheart, little baby, and Yan: 1 bottle of Xiaoyaozi;