The Groom of the Demon God [Transmigration Book]

"Boom!"

A drum sounded suddenly, like thunder in early spring. After a while, the drum sound became heavier, like thunder approaching. After a short silence, the lifted heart relaxed. At this moment, the third drum sound "Boom! !!", as if Lei Gong was directly hitting a heavy hammer next to his ear.

The wet liquid fell, and the sleepy youth suddenly opened his eyes: "It's raining?!"

In order to ventilate at night, the curtains were lowered and the screens were left, but the cool wind and rain could blow in. Xi Chen was awakened by the thunder, and struggled to get up and close the window, but half-closed his eyes, what he touched was not The bay window of my own house with sundries piled up.The thing in hand is soft and warm, like a human hand.

He has lived for 24 years, and he has never shared a bed with anyone except sleeping next to his parents before he was one year old.Xi Chen woke up completely, but there was a pricking pain on his forehead, and what caught his eyes was not familiar decorations, but the gloomy and misty sky.

In the field of vision is a tall altar built of wood, with long wooden benches on the table and an incense burner on it. In front of the incense burner is a small bowl containing snow-white rice grains, a big pig's head, and a big rooster with colorful feathers. .

Strange scene, drowsy mind, is he still dreaming?The so-called dream within a dream?Lucid dream?Xi Chen looked around and found that he was lying in a big pit surrounded by people.

Old, weak, sick and disabled with dark complexion and sallow complexion. The oldest looks to be 70 years old, and the youngest is only five or six years old.And beside him was a middle-aged man whose body was torn apart and whose death was unrepentant.

The things that were wet before slipped off. I don't know why it feels a little sticky. It may be that the dust mixed with rainwater is too dirty.He wiped a handful of "rainwater", and his fingertips were bright red.Xi Chen's breathing stagnated, and his pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick.Where is this rain, this is clearly blood.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and then looked into the distance. The black, white, and blurred area of ​​vision gradually became clear. The white area turned out to be a weathered human skull, and the piled black trees were actually full of people. Bloody body.

The smell of blood rushed to the face along with the scorching wind, and at the same time, there was a strong sense of vomiting.Xi Chen wanted to vomit, but subconsciously covered his mouth: "Don't make any noise, if you disturb the gods, you will die!"

The person whose blood splashed on his face just now was directly killed by the villagers in charge of the sacrifice because he disrespected the gods!

This is the conditioned reflex of this body, not Xi Chen's own reaction.Time and space seemed to have stagnated at this time, and the densely packed text turned into a river of data, passing by before Xi Chen's eyes.

[When Long Changming arrived, the whole village was gone. Among the corpses, he immediately recognized the bracelet that Chen Xi carefully guarded. It was left by Aunt Chen for him to marry a wife in the future!This worthless jade bracelet was smashed into pieces, and his owner was eaten by vultures until only a few bones remained.

The brothers who grew up together died under the calculations of those ignorant villagers because of their innocence and kindness. Long Changming's heart was full of anger. Be good!Long Changming couldn't control it, his eyes were red, he raised his killing sword at these villagers in human skin without hesitation, and wanted to use these cruel and ignorant guys to pay homage to his friends! ...]

Xi Chen realized that the world he saw was an unfinished book he once chased after. His father and mother died, and he was thrown into a mass grave by his uncle, and later picked up by the old man guarding the grave, and lived with the lame old man.

Because he can see things that ordinary people can't see, he is the hated broom star in the village and is always bullied by others.But Long Changming is still alive and strong, and it's not that there are no good people in the village.His biological mother's former friends, Aunt Chen's family, secretly supported him in private, and he also had a good brother named Chen Xi who protected him.

Later, the lame old man died. Before he died, he left a copy of the secret method of cultivation for Long Changming, and Aunt Chen also told him that in fact, Long Changming's parents did not die back then, they just passed the tribulation.Long Changming decided to take the road of comprehension, and Chen Xi, his brother, also set foot on the road of cultivation in order to show his support for his brother.

There is no doubt that Long Changming is the protagonist of this book, and Chen Xi is a tool for giving buffs and memory kills to the hero in the early stage.

This long novel on cultivating immortals, according to the original outline, could reach 1000 million words, but it was forcibly unfinished after only 50 words.The author directly wrote that when Long Changming discovered the truth of being played with in the later stage, he faced the gods like an ant.With a slap from the god, Long Changming was slapped to death. His spirit and soul were all extinguished, and he would never be reborn.

At this point in the story, everyone thought that Long Changming would shine brightly, even if he died, he would fake his death, or be resurrected in another posture, but the author changed the serial status to complete, indicating that the story ends here.

At that time, many readers wrote passionate essays and insulted the author, but the author was stubborn and refused to change his mind.The data stream that Xi Chen saw was the setting and detailed outline written by the author with great painstaking efforts. The detailed outline alone has hundreds of thousands of words.

Xi Chen is not the author of this book, nor is he a black fan who passionately insults the author. As a melon eater who watches the comment section, he can't find a reason to wear a book at all.One Xi Chen, one Chen Xi, the two characters are completely different, only the similar pronunciation can be related in reverse, and in the end, the person who passed through the book became himself.

He couldn't wake up from the dream, and everything around him, including the pain, gradually became clear and real.Except for the rapidly passing text panel above the head, which looks like a virtual game, everything is real and terrifying.

As a young man with a lot of experience in reading novels, Xi Chen began to be sure that he was wearing books, because the memories belonging to Chen Xi were stuffed in, and the emphatically described jade bracelet left for his wife in the future was placed in his right sleeve. Sewn pocket.

"What is this place?!"

"Mother, you lied to me! Why am I also a sacrifice?!"

The unlucky people around Xi Chen also gradually woke up, yelling unknowingly to vent their anger, and knowingly chattering, showing fear on their faces.

"Please accompany the priest to take his place!"

Combining Chen Xi's memory, Xi Chen understood the villagers' language.

A man wearing black clothes made of strips of cloth climbed up the steps, holding a large copper bell tied with a red cloth in his hand. When the bell rang, he began to feel drowsy again.

Xi Chen pinched himself, trying to stay awake as much as possible.He didn't know if he would be able to return to reality if he died here, but instinct told him it was best not to take the risk.Because in his memory, the outline of Chen Xi's vague face gradually deformed, and then merged with Xi Chen's original appearance.

The villagers who participated in the sacrifice sang songs with strange tones. They sang indistinctly, and Xi Chen could only vaguely distinguish a few words: "Pigs, cattle and sheep... pray for rain... sacrifice to the demon god"

The bells jingled, and the noisy sacrifices were calmed down by the sound, and some even hummed along with the villagers.Their expressions became pious, like docile lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Xi Chen: When normal people see this kind of weird and contrasting picture, they will only feel that it is more terrifying than before, okay?

The sacrificial time was not too long. After the ceremony was completed, the accompanying priest and the high priest in black robes left, leaving behind a few seemingly strong villagers who stood guard on the high tiankeng.

That's right, these sacrifices were all thrown into a huge earth pit, and there were carrion-eating vultures hovering above it.The hair of these vultures is shiny, and their sharp eyes are fixed on the prey below, and the pairs of bird eyes seem to be emitting a crimson light.

Staying in such a place all the time, even if you don't get eaten by the rumored demon god, you will starve to death without food and water.Xi Chen's current identity is an anonymous casual cultivator, but he is more athletic and stronger than ordinary people.Because of his compassion, he was tricked by the villagers to come here and beat him unconscious, and tied him up as a sacrifice.

It is said to be a casual cultivator, but Chen Xi hasn't built the foundation yet, and naturally he hasn't fasted the valley. The villagers acted in a hurry and only confiscated the weapons on his body. In addition to the jade pendant, he also hid a piece of dry pancake in his big pocket, but the number of sacrifices Quite a few, it was impossible for Xi Chen to eat in front of these people.

He moved his sore thigh and tried to move towards the guard.

I don’t know if it’s because his condition is too good to make people jealous, or because the role of Chen Xi’s cannon fodder male supporting halo is in effect, when Xi Chen was about to move to the corner, he was tripped hard kick.

Seeing that his head was about to hit the ground, Xi Chen leaped vigorously, and then threw himself on a very pale and thin "sacrifice" wrapped in a black robe, whose hair covered half of his face, and the small half of his clean chin. "On the body.

With the cushion of human flesh as a cushion, Xi Chen was safe and sound, except that he accidentally used too much force, and he was face to face, eye to eye, mouth to mouth with a strange sick and weak young man...

Overly shocked, they kissed for several seconds before separating! "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Xi Chen's face flushed, he secretly shook out the pancakes from his sleeve, and prepared to part with some as an apology: "I'll cover you."

Although this young man was seriously ill, his expression was clear, and he showed no sign of being bewitched at all. Maybe he could become a companion who escaped with him.

He hesitated for a moment, and divided the pancake into a large piece and a small piece. The young man didn't seem to have a big appetite, and one third was enough.

When Xi Chen raised his head to observe the young man, his eyes suddenly brightened like daylight. After experiencing the misfortune of crossing the book, his belated golden finger finally came online!

The thin young man was very displeased with Xi Chen's offense, but when he saw the handsome young man looking at him with a bright smile on his face, his expression was fascinated, this man's peach blossom eyes were shining, and he seemed extremely affectionate.

The god withdrew the hand of punishing the libertine, forget it, for the sake of this madman likes to go crazy, temporarily forgive him this time.

Concentrating on his emotions, Xi Chen looked down, only to realize that he was empty-handed, because he was too emotional just now, he lost all the pancakes...

Xi Chen only wears books, and has not yet completely changed the thinking of modern people. At this time, he is not ashamed to ask for what he gave back, and he is regarded as his own pad, and he can be regarded as his savior.

It was just that he was a little hungry, and while watching the other person eat, he swallowed, his brain was running at high speed, thinking about how to use this golden finger, completely unaware that he had escaped the biggest catastrophe in his life by luck.