What bad thoughts does the Reaper have? [Transmigration Book]

In the bathroom attached to the large bedroom on the second floor, Jiang Wei was lying in a bathtub full of foam, and the warm lighting made his skin look like delicious white chocolate mousse.

The wet hair was all brushed up, revealing a round and full forehead, and the palm-sized face was so white that it glowed, with only the color of the facial features.

The black cub was still sitting in the small transparent basin, surrounded by white bubbles of the same style as his father, with small pointed ears standing in parallel, and big red eyes chasing the bubbles on the little paws.

Jiang Weinuan's bubbling eyelids were heavy, and he leaned back with drooping eyelids, wanting to sleep.

Hei Zai's pupils gradually faded to black, and his wandering eyes stopped when he saw Jiang Weiguo's exposed half of his shoulder.

Rumang's gaze moved up inch by inch, Jiang Wei's protruding Adam's apple flickered, and his red lips were half closed on the rounded chin, revealing two neat little white teeth...

Chu Ming turned his head, the edge of the basin he was unconsciously holding with his right hand was cracked, and the broken water trickled out soundlessly.

With a "bang" in the next second, the edge of the basin was completely shattered under Chu Ming's palm.

"Hmm... what's wrong?" Jiang Wei opened his eyes suddenly, scared away by the big noise.

Chu Ming: "!"

He withdrew his right hand and hid it behind his back, his stunned ears hanging down guiltily.

The half-sized basin suddenly split open with a palm-sized gap, Jiang Wei couldn't see it no matter how blind he was, he stretched out his arms to hug Hei Zai and sat on his abs, picked up the basin with one hand and threw it out.

"How did it break? Did it hurt?" Jiang Wei frowned and tried his best to keep his tone gentle and gentle. He just took a nap, and this kid made trouble, "Extend your hand and let me see."

Hei Zai stretched out his hand obediently, and a small fragment landed in the center of his palm, only a drop or two of blood flowed out around it.

Jiang Wei gently picked it up with one hand around its paws, grabbed the towel and walked out of the bathtub, and found that the black cub was still covered with foam, he hugged it and sat in the basin with a tsk, washed it clean, wrapped it in a big towel, and walked out with the cub .

"Does it hurt?"

"Be patient, Dad will find you a tool to deal with it." Jiang Wei touched the little paw with his finger, the wound didn't get much water, it's okay.

"Gina!" Jiang Wei couldn't find tools and could only shout, "Where are the tools for wound treatment?"

Hei Zai sat on his arm and looked at Jiang Wei eagerly, not missing any small expressions on his face. Although he couldn't see any anxiety in his eyes, his brows were always piled up like a hill.

He actually let the black cub get hurt right under his nose.

Jiang Wei didn't care about putting on his shoes, and went downstairs barefoot to find the first-aid kit. He sat on the sofa, Hei Zai sat on his lap, and Gina thoughtfully turned on the night light next to the sofa.

When the light was sufficient, Jiang Wei could see it more clearly, the wound was a little black, and even the fragments were black.

"Gina, come and take a look, why is it still black?" Jiang Wei touched Hei Zai's head. He didn't have a fever, so it shouldn't be poisoned, and Gina couldn't detect anything abnormal.

Jiang Wei took his little paw and looked it over carefully, he was relieved to make sure there was nothing abnormal, he was dumbfounded when he opened the first aid kit, he didn't know how to use it.

"Baby, does it hurt?"

Hei Zai rubbed his head against his bare chest, and whispered, "Hey."

pain.

"Then dad will blow it to you?" Jiang Wei lightly blows on its wound, and asks Gina to tell him how to use these bottles and cans by the way.

Chu Min came up instead of Hei Zai, intending to destroy the corpse while he was not paying attention, but accidentally turned into Jiang Wei holding his hand to disinfect and take out the fragments carefully, and now he is applying medicine to him with a cotton swab.

Jiang Wei lowered his eyes, his slender and thick eyelashes were reflected on his cheeks, his gentle and peaceful appearance made Chu Ming feel familiar, as if the words came to his mouth but he couldn't think of them at all.

Chu Ming's empty left hand was stretched out in the air, and there was an idea in his heart guiding his movements, wanting to touch Jiang Wei in front of him, his fingertips seemed to hold longing after waiting hard——

"Okay." Jiang Wei bandaged and nodded in satisfaction. This was the first time he used the tools here, and he hoped it would be the last.

Chu Ming's left hand hanging in the air quickly retracted, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself sitting on his lap.

"Baby, Dad is wondering what you were playing with in the bath?" Why did you break the basin?

Chu Ming pretended not to hear, and glanced at his right hand wrapped in a bow: "..."

Jiang's father saw that Erzai had been staring at the wound, sighed deeply, and couldn't help nagging: "No matter what you are playing, be careful next time."

"Fortunately, the piercing was not deep this time." The blood also solidified.

He never thought that he would become such a nagging one day, and it is difficult to raise a child to know that it is difficult for parents.

Jiang Wei turned his head to look out the window, he missed his parents a little bit, and wanted to see them again, even want to hear their harsh accusations again.

Looking back at Shen Jiangwei, he glanced at the time, carried the silent black cub upstairs, let him roll on the bed alone, and went back to the bathroom to wash off the sticky foam on his body, and wiped it casually twice.

After tidying up, Jiang Wei yawned twice in succession, leaving the rest to Gina, he was so sleepy.

Jiang Wei pulled the quilt away with bare feet and got in, with his eyes closed, he reached out to touch Hei Zai beside the bed, snorted his cool little head twice in his arms, and fell asleep completely after being hugged comfortably.

Chu Ming resisted the strong drowsiness that would appear every night when he got close to Jiang Wei, and adjusted his posture in his arms. Before he had time to think about the reason, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

……

In the early morning, the crooked last quarter moon hung alone in the night sky, and a ray of silvery cold light sneaked in from the gap in the curtains.

Jiang Wei, who was lying on the bed, was not sleeping soundly. He held Hei Zai's waist tightly with both hands, leaving deep fingerprints.

Cold sweat covered the whole body, fine beads of sweat appeared continuously on Jiang Wei's forehead, wetting his thin hair, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his consciousness fell into chaos.

In the dream, Jiang Wei's point of view was in an inseparable fight with a "Reaper" who was wearing a black robe and hood to hide his entire face.

"Oh, don't answer me? If I don't beat you, you will find your teeth all over the place!" Jiang Wei realized that the arrogant sound of beating was actually made by him.

At this time, he was still a little white dragon who left home for the first time and didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. He had lived for hundreds of years and didn't know how to behave in a low-key manner.

Jiang Wei hangs in mid-air, his long blue-and-white hair pinned up by a plain hosta, and he is dressed in a silver dress with water and cloud patterns embroidered with dragon silk thread.

On the forehead is a pair of milky white and gradually blue horns, and the water blue and vivid almond eyes are full of arrogance.After he left home, he suffered many things along the way, but he came back with revenge one by one, and he would not bear nor suffer.

No one has ever been able to withstand a hundred moves in his hands, and this unknown "ghost of death" is no exception!

Jiang Wei did not wait for the man in black to speak, and mobilized his aura to attack first, but no matter how he hit, the other party easily dismissed him, as if casually teasing this innocent little milk cat.

Jiang Wei, who was only a few hundred years old, faced the 10-year-old God of Reaper. He fought harder and harder, and fell behind in less than eighty moves.

Even if he was beaten to death today, he would not admit defeat, not to mention that he came with a mission, and he will never give up until he achieves his goal!

In the dream, the pain he suffered seemed to be seared into the crevices of his bones, and Jiang Wei, who was lying on the bed, also felt it, and whispered the pain softly.

He woke up briefly, his eyelids frantically struggling to get rid of this uncomfortable dream, but his consciousness pulled him back into the abyss of interruption.

I don't know how many days and months have passed, the blue robe on Jiang Wei's body can barely cover his body, and the soft and tough dragon silk is a natural armor, and now it has become a pile of rags.

There was no trace of spiritual energy in his body anymore, and there was almost no intact place on his body. He was lying on the ground so angry that he couldn't even lift a finger.

A pair of bare feet were wrapped in black mist and hung an inch above the ground, and a heavy black robe appeared in front of Jiang Wei wrapped in billowing black clouds.

The tall figure enveloped the ground around Jiang Wei, and his gaze was emotionless, as if the little white dragon on the ground was no different from the stone weeds and animals in the world.

It was only then that Jiang Wei understood what his father meant by "There is a sky beyond the sky". The "Grim Reaper" had never attacked him until this time, but he couldn't even stand the only attack.

This is the god of death who monopolizes the power of the underworld and can reap the lives of thousands of people in an instant. He has learned it.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Wei gathered up some strength, and reached out to grab the black robe on Death's body.

Touching the living golden spell on the black robe, it was very hot, like holding a fire, and he could smell the burning of his palm, but he didn't let go, this was his last chance: " If you want my life, take it, I just want to ask you a word."

Jiang Wei grabbed the hem of his clothes, raised his head and asked intermittently, "My parents... have they... been here?"

Half a year ago, he was still the carefree prince of the dragon clan who was supported and protected by countless people. He endured strictness from his parents and enjoyed their inadvertent love. He lived happily under the blessing of his family.

But his sky fell so unexpectedly that he didn't even have time to say a word to his parents, and he was never seen again.

Wars broke out in the east in an instant, chaos was not yet opened, and chaos occurred frequently. Countless lives fell every hour, from heaven and man to the underworld without exception.

He was instructed by his seniors to escape in the chaos to find his parents' whereabouts. There is no news along the way, and this is the last hope.

"I have a message to exchange..." Jiang Wei, who had never lowered his head, lowered his dignity for the first time, pleading.

"As long as... as long as you help me..." Jiang Wei exhausted all his strength, and completely fainted in the middle of speaking.

The dream was broken, and Jiang Wei sat up abruptly, his heart beating violently in his chest seemed to be about to jump out.

The surroundings were silent and dim, he could only hear his own rapid panting, and the scene in front of him was still at the last moment of his dream.

It was so real, so real that he seemed to have experienced it, but why, he didn't even remember it?

Who is the "ghost of death" whom he considers?

Jiang Wei liked the blue dress the most. It was the dress he wore when he held the [-]-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. The silk thread on it as the armor was embroidered by his mother himself.

He spread his left hand holding his robe in the dream, why did such a real burn leave no trace?Ask yourself if your parents are missing?

Why has he been sleeping in the tree?Where did the memory go?

Jiang Wei's mind was filled with countless questions, but he couldn't find any answers.

It seems that he has to find a way to see the giant tree that sent him here again.