After transmigrating into a mermaid, I will monopolize three thousand favors

It was very cold, and the dripping water turned into ice. At night, it was even more bitterly cold, and there was a north wind sweeping the cold air to make troubles everywhere. There were no living people outside, but the shivering windows made the living people in the room feel uneasy.

Wen Qi turned a deaf ear to the noise, he was nestled in the newly played quilt, warm and comfortable, due to the cold, he only exposed a pair of eyes and a pair of hands from the quilt.

Holding a volume of story books in his hands, his hands were slightly red from the cold.

The reason why he stayed up late was because of this script.

He was congenitally deficient, his body was weak, and he wouldn't even be able to get out of this bed if he had no one to help him.

When he was young, his mother was optimistic that he would get better when he grew up, so she paid a lot of money to hire a teacher to teach him how to read and write, hoping that one day he would be a blockbuster in the scientific examination.

However, now that he has reached the crown, not only does his body show no signs of improvement, but he is getting weaker and weaker.

Since he was literate, he has been accustomed to spending time with words, and today is no exception.

He had just started to read this storybook, and first glanced roughly. The protagonist of this storybook is a tyrant. When Shan Xuehai ascended to the throne, how did he amputate his shin and cut his heart, and ran amok, even his own children. If he did it, he would be tortured and even cooked and eaten.

The deeds of the tyrant made him angry, but fortunately, when he turned to the last page, the tyrant finally killed himself.

He let out a long sigh of relief, put down the script for the time being, rubbed his hands together, and blew air on them to keep warm.

A bean of light was blown out by the north wind that came in through the cracks in the window casement. He wondered whether he would read the script again tomorrow. Every day around him was the same, and there would be nothing important tomorrow. Isolated from the existence of the world, he lost his father before he was born, and his existence is only meaningful to his mother.

Thinking of his mother, he suddenly felt that his health might be better, so he was allowed to take the imperial examination and shine in the family.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door, and then he heard his mother's gentle voice: "Qi'er, are you resting?"

"My son hasn't rested yet, come in now, Aunt." He sat upright as much as possible, pretending to be in good spirits.

The door was pushed open immediately, and his mother looked sick recently, so he said nervously, "Aren't you sick? Why didn't you go to bed earlier? My son is fine, so don't worry about it."

Wen's mother walked to Wen Qi's bed with a calm expression, her fingertips stroked Wen Qi's eyebrows and eyes, and finally settled in Wen Qi's throat.

"Prayer... A Niang..." She burst into tears instantly, "Your cousin failed in his attempt to usurp the throne, he was executed, and his body was hung at the city gate for public display. His Majesty ordered the execution of his nine clans. You and I are among the nine clans. You will not be able to endure the torture in prison if you are lingering on the sick bed, I am afraid that you will die before you are executed, why don't you let A Niang send you for a ride first?"

Wen Qi's cousin is said to have made a lot of achievements in the army, and his temperament is domineering, but he didn't expect that his cousin would dare to usurp the throne.

He was stunned, inexplicably calm, and then struggled to drive his feet, knelt down on the bed, and bowed to his mother three times: "Thank you for your kindness in giving birth to my mother, my son bids farewell to my mother."

This action has already made him sweat, and his voice is even weaker.

His ears were filled with the sound of his mother's crying, so he raised his head, stretched his right hand, wiped his mother's face, and said with a serious smile: "Being a mother's child is really the greatest blessing for my son in this life. My son is very satisfied." , Auntie, don’t cry.”

"It's Aunt who is sorry for you. She failed to give you a strong body and failed to protect you." Mother Wen broke down in tears.

Wen Qi closed his eyes quietly, and soon after, a burst of noise entered his cochlea, and at the same time, his mother's ten fingers covered his throat.

His not-so-smooth breathing immediately became more and more difficult. He instinctively wanted to struggle, and it took a lot of effort to suppress this spontaneous instinct.

What his mother said was right, he couldn't survive the hardships of prison, and it would be more comfortable to die at the hands of his mother.

After a while, he felt that his body fell limply, as if his fragile bones had been taken away by someone.

He wanted to take another look at his mother, and desperately opened his eyes. Then, he watched his mother being tied up by the officers and soldiers. The mother didn't look embarrassed, and she looked at death as if she were at home. She was like a mistress, and even smiled at him: "Prayer, the greatest blessing of my mother in this life is to be your mother. You go well, and my mother will pray for you in the remaining time. I hope you will have a strong body and make great achievements in the next life. The house is full of children and grandchildren."

He was eager to rescue his mother from the officers and soldiers, but unfortunately, he couldn't do anything, but was forced to die.

His soul slowly floated up from his body, and he saw the tragic state of his death, as well as the finger marks on his neck.

He had never seen a dead person before, but it turned out that a dead person looked like this.

In the next breath, many ghost stories that he had read appeared in his mind. There are not a few ghosts that disturb mortals. Maybe he can save his mother.

He wanted to keep up with his mother, but he sank into the darkness.

"Aniang..." He moved his lips, opened his eyes again, and immediately realized that he was not in the bedroom, and his body was not in front of him.

Then he found himself imprisoned in a cage made of pure gold, and he was being carried to nowhere.

Carrying him were two strong men dressed as servants, and three steps away in front of him was a middle-aged man in official uniform with lifelike cranes embroidered on it, obviously he was a top-ranking official.

Could it be that he has set foot on the road to the Underworld and is heading for the Hall of Hell?

But why didn't he go to Yan Luo Hall on foot, but was carried by ghost messengers?

Is it because he is not good enough?

Since he has become a ghost, why is he still bad at acting?

He was puzzled, and opened his mouth to ask the ghost messenger: "Dare to ask..."

Kankan uttered two words, and he suddenly realized that his articulation was weird, as if his tongue had been cut off.

He stuck out his tongue, and the tip of his tongue looked normal at first glance.

He bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth again, and it did feel pain, and the strange articulation of his words was obviously not due to the tongue.

He tried to make his enunciation clearer, but to no avail.

He couldn't ask the ghost messenger about the situation, so he could only live with the situation.

After a while, he was put down.

Is this the Hall of Yama?It is completely different from the ghostly hall of Yama in the storybook, and more like the golden palace in the world.

He looked around, and there were carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, resplendent and resplendent.

His back was slapped suddenly, and he felt a little pain immediately, and then he was reminded by a ghost: "Don't look around, just keep your head down."

The strength of the ghost messenger is not great, could it be that he was injured?

He wanted to ask Yan Luo to let him wait for his mother in the underworld, but he didn't want to offend Yan Luo, so he lowered his head and lowered his eyes accordingly.

As soon as he lowered his gaze, a fish tail actually came into his eyes. The tail was indigo blue, the scales shone brightly, and the tail fins spread out.

Unexpectedly, he is not standing with two feet, but with this fish tail.

Why did his feet turn into fishtails?

He was so shocked that he couldn't help but raised his hand to probe his ears and back, and under his fingertips were ear fins and dorsal fins.

Could it be that he has already been reincarnated, and was reincarnated as a mermaid?

While he was thinking about it, the guard who didn't know if he was a ghost reminded him again: "If you want to live longer, you should behave well, Your Majesty is coming soon."

Sure enough, he is not a ghost now, but reincarnated as a mermaid.

I don't know what happened to my mother?

My mother has never done any evil in her life, so she must have been reborn into a wealthy family?

Since he has become a mermaid, and he was not just born, why is there no previous memory at all? Could it be that he lost his memory?

And why was he imprisoned in a cage and sent to Jiuque to meet His Majesty?

From what the officer said, it seems that the so-called His Majesty is not a wise king, but probably a tyrant.

tyrant?

He suddenly remembered the storybook he read before he died. In the storybook, there was a baby shark. The mermaid clan was a hundred-year-old adult with a lifespan of a thousand years. The scales are also very soft.

There are more than a hundred chapters in the story, the young shark survived three times, was made fun of, was tortured, was cut off the shark's tail, was eaten the soft flesh of the heart, and finally died of serious injuries.

If he really became the young mermaid in the storybook, he might not be far from death.

He was not afraid, but calmed down.

In any case, he will not be able to confirm whether his guess is true until he has met the tyrant.

After a long time, he felt dry all over his body. The mermaid is a living creature in the sea, and he cannot leave the sea for too long.

After a while, he saw that the skin of his hands was slightly cracked, and the previously faint scales became much more conspicuous.

He had to ask the guards for help, and he couldn't help feeling anxious when he heard his "babbling" voice.

Fortunately, one of the guards understood, took a bucket of sea water, soaked the veil again, and wiped it for him.

Although he is a mermaid now, he can't adapt to being naked in public, let alone being wiped by strangers, so he snatched the handkerchief from the guard.

The guard showed pity and did not object.

He wiped his skin, only to realize that there were many small and invisible scars on his body, Sharktail was even more scarred.

Thinking about his back is not immune to it?No wonder the guard just patted it lightly, as a reminder, he actually felt pain.

Has he been abused?

While wiping, a person suddenly walked in front of him, took the veil from his hand through the fence, and gently wiped it for him.

He raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw that this man was extremely handsome, with long eyebrows, but with a gloomy air all over his body, he was really no different from the tyrant described in the script.

His heart tightened, and his eyes accidentally met the eyes of the tyrant. In the eyes of the tyrant, he was no different from a rare treasure, not a living thing.