Trying to keep clean every day

There is silence on the ninth floor of the library. This floor is used to store medical materials that cannot be borrowed, and is only open to medical students.

The warm sun was shining on the table, Shen An came back from the bathroom, looked down at an extra book on the table, his pupils dilated, his eyes seemed to be nailed to the cover.

That thing can't be called a book, but a thin booklet bound on A4 paper.On the title page, inside the title of the book, there is an extra-large font in bold and oversized Song typeface, and it reads brightly: "The Lovely Daily Life of My Brother and I: The Stunning Double Cultivation"

Shen An hurriedly covered it with another book on hand, for fear of dirtying his eyes. The bright cover of "Systematic Anatomy" fulfilled its mission and covered the key words "excellent", "double cultivation", "senior brother", and "huanhao", making it much quieter and more comfortable.

Of course he knew who put it here, and he knew what the book was about, so he was uncomfortable at the moment.

The book was brought back by one of his roommates, and he was arguing for him to read it all day long yesterday, emphasizing: "This book is really amazing, and the protagonist's surname is Shen like yours!" Of course Shen An couldn't read it. , When his roommate reached out to hand him the book, he didn't even touch it, and his cold eyes almost pierced him.

However, after going to bed at night, the other three roommates couldn't bear to be curious together, and they actually discussed it vividly.

The voices of three male ducks reveal the unbearable storyline, which rushes to Shendu's ears, especially the frequent scenes of double cultivation, the description of the action can be described as meticulous - all this stems from the self-poking eyes The text set:

The second senior brother has a special physique. If a cultivator is lucky enough to meet him one day, his cultivation base will be able to make rapid progress like riding a rocket.

In addition, the second senior brother is extremely beautiful in the world, deceiving flowers and shameful moons, under the handsome and gorgeous silhouette, a pair of black and white eyes are as bright as stars, even when half asleep and half awake, they can easily disturb a pool of spring water.

Speaking of this, the three roommates raised their heads in unison and smacked the silent beauty of the prosperous age. If they were compared together, it is really hard to say who is better at it.Contemporary male college students are also becoming more and more sophisticated. It would be a lie to say that they are not envious of their roommate's handsome face, which is already extremely pleasing to the eye without modification.

The roommate snorted and commented: "Absolutely, I have evidence to suspect that the author made such a setting just for pornography. After ten years of cultivation and Qi training, it is better to suppress Senior Brother Shen to do it. Then what are you waiting for? Cultivate a ghost!" My god, sun."

"Everyone wants to despise him, pity his senior brother Duan Xiao, who is so stupid to show his sincerity, and was misunderstood by the surname Shen. But senior brother Shen is even more pitiful. After Duan Xiao's blackening, he has become the most ruthless in his days. I got up and tied it with an iron chain and took medicine..."

Next to it, there was another one who added fuel and vinegar: "It's the first time I've heard that men can be so exciting..."

With nowhere to escape, Shen An was also forced to listen to the whole story that had already been written and the outline of the Gossip Three Customs Explosion Three Views that had not been written in time.If possible, Shen An would like to spend a lot of money to buy a pair of ears that he has never heard before.

Now, this book appeared in front of his eyes again. Who put it here? Is there any end?Shen Huan suddenly started to have a headache, maybe because he was angry, but the feeling of dizziness became more and more severe, the scene in front of him became blurred, and he seemed to have fallen into pitch blackness.

****

When Shen Han woke up, the scene in front of him was completely different. He found himself kneeling on the ground, his face was full of panic and tears, his legs were limp, and he was very disappointed.

He didn't know what happened, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes, but was stopped by a series of clinking iron chains.He couldn't even raise his hands, because his hands were chained.From the corner of his eyes, he saw that on the high wall behind him, the sunlight passed through the narrow window, passed through the thick dust, and fell on the straw mat emitting a rotten smell by his knees.

Look at the pattern, here is a dungeon.

Shen Shen obviously felt that his heartbeat continued to beat fast, and he could feel the fear in this body.At the same time, a memory that doesn't belong to him made him have a splitting headache. It turned out that his current identity is a "Wanderer of the Rivers and Lakes" who uses other people's money to do things for others.

One day in my memory, a buddy of no age said to himself: "Have you heard of Cang Hai Pavilion, which is rich and powerful? The money they spend on making a piece of clothing is enough for us to eat and drink for a lifetime. Hug left and right hug !"

"I came back from the grass market in the east of the city and saw the Jianghu reward order posted in the Canghai Pavilion. They wanted to arrest a man named Xu Guiwen and reward him with 10 taels of silver."

Dressed poorly, I shook my head at the buddy: "As long as I have the ability, I won't be so poor."

The buddy agreed, and winked at himself, saying: You didn't understand what I meant.

"Think about it, with our skills, the reward of 10 taels of silver is useless, but Canghai Pavilion is the master who pays the deposit first, and the deposit of 1000 taels is enough for us brothers to have wine and get drunk today. Got it. without?"

So the two of them slapped their foreheads and did what they said.

Knock on the door of Canghai Pavilion, enlist and arrest people, and get the deposit smoothly.

Indulge in the wine in Yuelou, chic and romantic, and the deposit is squandered.

When trying to escape, it was not so smooth.Then, he was beaten up by the thugs and locked in this dungeon.About the memory of this body, Shen An can only capture so much, and no one even knows the name.

Before he had time to continue to delve into the original life experience of his body, Shen Mu's abdomen was kicked heavily.

"You still want to run? Keep running?"

Before the thug could finish his sentence, he took advantage of the situation and slapped a cane whip with barbs soaked in coarse salt water.Where the whip passed, from the nape of the neck to the back, the skin was ripped apart, and the blood foam dyed a beautiful crabapple flower on the thin shoulder.Having lived for more than 20 years, she has never experienced this kind of pain, but Shen Han instinctively resisted it.He didn't say a word, but his face was not very good-looking.

The thug put down his whip and took a step forward, the hard and rough soles of the shoes rolled over Shen Mu's swollen back, and said viciously: "You'd better return the deposit, so that you can die easier."

"Otherwise, I will make you regret living so far."

There was a tearing pain from the flesh on his back, and Shen Shen subconsciously bit his lip.

The thug changed the subject and stared at Shen An's bitten lip with great interest: "Interesting... When I ran away, I didn't even have time to piss off. Now it seems like a different person, but I'm quite brave."

Bravery?It's really not that he is trying to be brave.

It's just that the family is strict in management, calm in the morning and evening, and behaves well. It's the 21st century and still adheres to the old society.He remembered the second-degree burn on his left foot when he was blown up by fireworks when he was a child. He didn't dare to yell. Now this whip is nothing.

"The money is gone, and there is not one or two left."

The Shenhu voice was tired and hoarse, extremely calm, but what he said was a frenzied fact.

The executioner had an illusion, that is, this person wanted to die with all his heart, and anyway, he had squandered enough in his lifetime.His feeling is not an illusion, this person did intend to do so before, but at this time, things are "not people".

The thug was annoyed: "As I said a long time ago, like you, you have three religions and nine streams, and you may not have heard of the name of Zhehua Mountain Villa. Where are you going to catch Xu Guiyi? The little pavilion master just refuses to listen. It's a waste of money."

fold, flower, mountain, village.

Shen An, who had been calm all this time, suddenly turned pale with shock, his heart felt like falling into an ice cave, the deterrent force of the four words "Zhehua Villa" was much stronger than that rattan whip. He heard the words "Zhehua Villa" no less than three hundred times last night, and it was a sect mentioned in that spiritual garbage.

Looking around, Shen An really wanted to go back to modern times in a trance, and found that he was just dreaming.However, he really penetrated into the story, full of embarrassing and vigorous lines. Under the pen of an author with bad views, in the feudal and barbaric era, he lived as a small person who lived and died.What's more, Shen An's family education is strict and rigid, and he is never allowed to sleep during the day. This cannot be a dream.

He has really time-traveled, and he has transmigrated into that bawdy book - "The Lovely Daily Life of My Senior Brother and I: The Stunning Dual Cultivation"

The thug didn't notice the change in Shen Mu's expression: "Since that's the case, then I can't take advantage of you. Come here and send him to Yuansi."

Yongzhou, Canghai Pavilion... Yuansi!

Shen An remembered, he heard his roommates talk about it, he had an impression of Canghai Pavilion, and he also had an impression of Yuansi.

He remembered that Yuansi was a place dedicated to extorting confessions by torture, to satisfy the readers' perverted tastes, such as shaving off the patella, gouging out the scalp, cutting ears and gouging eyes, and pouring hot milk down the throat... unbearable Than ten torture.Among them there are many good-looking ones who were selected by the dudes in the city, trained and taught to be banned, and spent all day in the Jinjin Cave, never leaving Hualiu Street.

That situation made Shen Hun inexplicably think of the big yellow dog rescued by the police from the red-light district during the anti-vice campaign, drooling, with silly eyes...

"No!!!"

Shen An was stunned, screamed and woke up.

****

In the state of Chu, there was no grass growing on the official road to the southern wasteland. There was only a group of officers and soldiers wearing golden armor, driving a prison cart listlessly.Although it is an official road, but the poor mountains and bad waters are desolate and uninhabited, the ground is potholed and occasionally rocks dominate the road, this road is also extremely difficult to walk.

The wind-eroded wheels had no eyes, and when they ran over an innocent pebble, the axle squeaked, and the car bumped violently a few times. The man who was locked in the prison car, half leaning on the cage, woke up from his sleep Finally, I struggled to adjust the extremely uncomfortable sitting posture, and tried my best to calm down.

Shen An dreamed about the situation in the dungeon that day again, and it had been a full day and night since he escaped, but he still had nightmares.

The cane whip on the back is a nightmare, the punishment that is almost suffered is a nightmare, and the book transmigration is a nightmare that recurs after waves of unrest.

Shen Han racked his brains and tongue, relying on those episodes of the plot that he was ashamed to recall in his mind, in order to gain trust and even take poison, he could slip away for a while.

After finally escaping from the dungeon of Canghai Pavilion, before he had time to scold the original owner for being careless in making friends, he was regarded as a rogue from Yongzhou, arrested again, and locked in this dilapidated prison car, watching the days of his poison getting worse and worse. closer.

I didn't expect to make a fuss, but I was imprisoned in another place.

What a bitter life!

Besides him, there was another boy in the prison van.As far as he could see from the corner of his eyes, the young man also woke up early and was sitting by the side with his head bowed.

The young man has delicate features, and he is dressed in plain black clothes. The black belt is slowly tied around his waist, making his waist even more slender.Shen Huan could tell that his skeleton hadn't fully grown yet, and he looked about fourteen or fifteen years old.The morning light shone on his shoulders, the color of the clothes on his shoulders was dull, but a few strands of black hair shone with luster.

It's just that he kept his head down and his eyes were fierce. From the time the cage was opened, Shen Mu was locked in, and locked again, this kid didn't look up from the beginning to the end. From head to toe, he fully expressed "Don't mess with me, I don't want anyone!" reason” attitude.

Shen Han opened his mouth, wanting to say "good morning" politely to the boy, but after peeking at the boy's statue-like indifferent expression, he shut his mouth in a timely manner.