Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

After reading it, Mu Xing really wanted to pat Young Master Yu's head.

This is too miserable.

In the hands of the same scumbag twice.

Xiang Feicheng didn't really want to have a good relationship with Gongzi Yu from the beginning.Gong Ziyu is a soul, a good-looking soul, a soul that can communicate with him.But no matter how good-looking and smart, that's all.

He approached Gongzi Yu with an attitude of amazement and curiosity, and because of his innocence and beauty, he gave birth to the desire to be a man, but it didn't take long before his bad habits broke out and he got tired of it.

In other words, he thinks this kind of relationship is not very healthy, and after enjoying enough excitement, he feels that it is more desirable for him to have a normal girlfriend.

But he brought Gong Ziyu in with the attitude of playing in the world, and he patted his buttocks and left in a cool way, regardless of whether others could also leave at will like him.

Young Master Yu sat on the roof blankly for a whole day, until it was almost dawn, and at dawn, the warm sunlight shone on him, making him uncomfortable and reminding him of everything.

That was all 2000 years ago.

Everything about him, his parents, his love and his hatred, had long been buried in the wind and sand more than 2000 years ago.

Xiangfangting heard that after his death, he returned to his hometown in honor, was buried in a magnificent manner, and was admired by all the people, but decades later, he was dug in by tomb robbers, and the treasures in the coffin were swept away, and the bones were thrown on the ground at random. It was discovered by later generations.

Although the tomb robber was hateful, he had avenged him, although no one knew better than him that when people died and the lights went out, there was nothing left.

Gong Ziyu didn't even know who to hate. When he became sober, his obsession disappeared.

When the obsession is gone, he should be gone too.

After all, he was a teenager, and he couldn't bear to be scumbag twice by his family, although after recovering his memory, the inconsistency was no longer a big deal in his heart.

Gong Ziyu found Xiang Feicheng.

At that time, Xiang Feicheng was having a hot chat with his new girlfriend.

Gong Ziyu watched silently, and with the power of his house spirit, cast a curse on him.

However, this spell cannot be cast at will. If there is no injustice or enmity, the harmful spell will be difficult to succeed, and the caster will have to pay a huge price.

If there is hatred, it is another way of saying it.

It's not that Cheng Zu has a son Yu who failed, and he himself failed once again. Such a not-so-vicious spell, Heavenly Dao just let it go.

So, that night, when Xiang Feicheng and his female companion were deeply in love and ready to go, the pretty beauty under him instantly turned into a bloody ghost with blue face and fangs.

The ghost's cold hands stained with sticky blood were still hugging him, calling his name delicately.

Xiang Feicheng rolled down from the bed with a scream on the spot.

Thanks to his knowledge and experience, he was not scared to death.

The female companion looked at him inexplicably, seeing that the thing had softened, she couldn't help but scolded contemptuously for being useless, and ruthlessly dressed and left.

Xiang Feicheng: "..."

It took him half a year to get out of the psychological shadow, but he didn't know that this was just the beginning of a nightmare.

From then on, no matter where he is or who he meets, as long as the two of them have intimate behavior, no matter how beautiful their bed partner is, they will turn into terrifying ghosts at that moment.

No matter how good the interest is, I can't stand it.

This kind of thing happened several times, and he completely cast a shadow on the sex between men and women. At the same time, the rumors that he was inseparable from each other gradually spread.

For a rich second generation like Xiang Feicheng who loves to have fun and save face, this kind of thing is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Mu Xing thought, in fact, Gong Ziyu is really a good person.It's a pity that I met a scumbag.

It's a pity that he didn't reincarnate back when Gong Ziyu was still alive, so maybe he can make up for more regrets.

"No, thank you very much." Suddenly, a clear and elegant voice came from beside me.

Mu Xing turned his head and was surprised to find that there was a person sitting beside him.

He is dressed in dark clothes, loose hair, pale complexion, and looks beautiful, even sitting on the roof tiles, he has a calm and elegant demeanor.

Who is not Gong Ziyu?

"You..." Mu Xing was a little confused.

Gong Ziyu smiled and said: "I am the incarnation of that ray of obsession, and I will soon dissipate."

He stood up and bowed solemnly to Mu Xing: "I don't know where you are, I have watched you act these days, I have gained a lot of insights, and I have been freed from hatred. The past is gone, and I also want to thank you for helping me A calamity has been averted. I must go now, and before I do, I will say good-bye to you."

Seeing that his figure was becoming more and more transparent, Mu Xing couldn't help but asked, "Do you want to make a move to make Feicheng look good?" I can help you.

Gong Ziyu blinked at Mu Xing mischievously, and he could vaguely see the appearance of the carefree young master in his brows and eyes: "The one who has a complaint with me is Xiangfangting. Xiangfangting has turned into fly ash long ago. I'm looking for What are his descendants doing? As for Xiang Feicheng, he provoked you, so I will leave this mess to you."

He stood on the eaves, facing the bright moon, his long hair and clothes swaying in the night wind, his figure dissipated bit by bit, as if he was riding the wind.

It was rare for Mu Xing to stare at the top of his head in a daze. Except for him, who knew that there was someone here who had left traces just now?

He stood there in a daze, and suddenly someone was calling him.

"Master Mu!"

He lowered his head and found that it was old man Yu.

It was rare for Mu Xing to be self-willed today, and he stretched out his hand, and under the terrified eyes of his assistant, Yu Lao's body was suspended out of thin air, as if being pushed by an invisible hand, and sat staggeringly on the roof next to Mu Xing.

The assistant was scared to death, but Yu Lao enjoyed this rare experience with great interest after being surprised at the beginning.

He looked at Mu Xing with some excitement: "You are really different from all the souls I have seen. It feels very similar to the immortals in ancient myths and rumors. You..."

As if realizing something, he whispered, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Mu Xing sighed, looked at the full moon above his head, and said leisurely: "It's not that you're unhappy, you're not in a good mood."

He looked sideways at Yu Lao: "You came to look for me in such a hurry, what new discoveries have you made?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Lao's expression suddenly became very complicated.

Mu Xing asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Yu coughed, reached out and tapped on the void holographic screen, and said, "Indeed, there is very little information about you. But we found a new way to start with Xiangfangting, and found a lot of things that have been handed down from your era. , about his unofficial history, and a book of words created by all literati in private based on him."

Mu Xing felt something was wrong with his tone and the content of his speech.

He asked, "Is there anything related to me?"

Yu Lao's tone was tangled: "...Yes, there are many more."

Mu Xing felt even worse, but he was never one to avoid problems, so he said directly, "Show me."

Yu Lao just clicked on the light screen, and a row of documents suddenly appeared, all of which were reproduced.

Mu Xing's spiritual consciousness is so huge, he glanced over these words, and within a few breaths, he took all the content into his mind.

But, after reading it——

Mu Xing: A lot of money is needed for a pair of eyes that have never seen these messy things!

Because Xiangfangting is a handsome and romantic man stamped in the history books, and his life is very legendary, these unofficial histories mostly record his romantic affairs.

As for the storybook, it is even more bizarre.

There are any scales.

If it's just the single-phase Fang Ting's, it's fine, maybe let Yu Lao show Mu Xing, obviously, it's all related to Gongzi Yu.

Prince Yu and Xiang Fangting are "best friends". One is handsome and the other is beautiful. In terms of status, one is an upstart of the dynasty, and the other is the grandson of a prince.In addition, during the Qi Dynasty, the masculinity was prosperous at that time, and the books written by literati were probably equivalent to the fanciful YY articles of later generations.

Of course, those who wrote these didn't think that these were true, and they didn't know that they actually got a glimpse of the truth by mistake.

As far as Mu Xing is concerned, although he is not Gong Ziyu himself, you can see Gong Ziyu's name and Xiang Fangting appearing together, especially in these scriptures, most of them are about two people who love each other as deeply as the sea. The mood really turned him off.

He looked at Yu Lao expressionlessly.

No matter how big-hearted Yu Lao was, he also realized that this living cultural relic, who was always very talkative, was angry.

He coughed, and immediately blamed him: "My assistants are not sensible, I asked them to find some useful relevant information, who knows they sent all the mess."

Mu Xing narrowed his eyes: "It's a mess? How do you know? Have you seen it?"

Yu Lao: "..." Oops!unwise!exposed!

He coughed dryly: "No, no, of course not. I just looked at the names, that's all! These names look messy."

He looked at Mu Xing eagerly: "Young master, does this remind you of something?"

Mu Xing closed these pages casually, and said, "I've already remembered everything."

Yu Lao was surprised, but also happy: "You all, remember?"

"Yeah." Mu Xing said with a dark face, "You guys dispose of all these scripts, what did you write, you're eye-catching!"

Yu Laoxin said that these are all rare ancient materials, and it is very distressing to deal with them.

As soon as Mu Xing saw him, he knew what this man was thinking. He snorted: "I recalled so many things, and found that there are many omissions and inaccuracies in many science popularizations about the Qi Dynasty..."

Boss Yu was overjoyed: "Really? Please tell me, Mr. Mu."

Mu Xing said again: "I still remember that when I was young, I played treasure hunting games with the palace people, and buried many things in pits everywhere. What gold and jade jewelry, porcelain kits, and a night pearl that was offered by the Beifu Kingdom..."

Old Yu's eyes lit up: "Young Master, do you still remember where it is?"

Mu Xing said slowly: "A place, let me think about it, these scriptures..."

Yu Lao said righteously: "Of course there is no need for such misleading and false information!"

Just kidding, these unofficial story books are just for entertainment, where are the real cultural relics that are moving?

Mr. Yu remembered something and asked Mu Xing: "Young master, our country wants to host a program. Please be a special guest to popularize science on the origin and meaning of souls to the public, so that everyone can respect the dead and life. Don't let me do this again." To entertain the pain of the dead."

Mu Xing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, but it's better to hurry up."

Old Yu was puzzled: "What?"

Mu Xing pointed to himself: "Old Yu, I've remembered everything, and my obsession has disappeared. Do you understand what I mean?"