Volunteer to be a male supporting role [Quick Transmigration]

The coffin leaped in mid-air, and finally fell steadily into a pool of cold water.When the water splashed, Zhao Linhan heard Zheng Ranfei's muffled snort, and quickly got up to feel his pulse, wanting to know what was going on in his body.

"Are you OK?"

After groping for a long time to find the position of his hand, Zheng Ranfei also replied.He became more and more anxious, and there was even a trace of eagerness in his expression.

It took a long time for Zheng Ranfei to react.With a chuckle, he grabbed Zhao Linhan's fluttering hand.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm fine." He said and yawned lazily, "After all, I'm a local hooligan, and I can be regarded as a bad person. Good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. I'm not so easy to die."

Zhao Linhan let out a "hmm", and checked his pulse along his hand, and then let go after confirming that it was all right.

He pushed open the coffin lid, stood up together with Zheng Ranfei, and looked outside.

There was no light, Zheng Ranfei took out a fire bag from his arms, blew on it lightly, and the sparkling light immediately lit up in front of his eyes.

Here, like the outside, is also full of bones.The dead bones piled up on the shore, layer after layer.The corpse on the top still kept its appearance before it was alive, and it looked like it had just been thrown away.What's even more scalp-numbing is that not only the shore, but even the water, upon closer inspection, there are actually bones deposited.When he looked down, he was lucky enough to find a pale skull staring at him faintly.

How many people died here?

The depth of the cave and the cold water made people feel a chill on their backs.

Zhao Linhan took a deep breath and kept reminding himself that this was just a game, barely recovering from this shocking scene.As a result, he had just figured it out when he turned around and found that Zheng Ranfei was actually paddling with a bone in his hand...

Stared at by him with complicated eyes, Zheng Ranfei smiled pretending not to understand, and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Linhan: "...It's better to pay attention."

Zheng Ranfei let go of his hands when he heard the words, and said regretfully, "That's fine."

He picked up the saber at his waist and continued paddling with it.The blade is thick and wide, and it must be much easier to use than the bones just now.But he deliberately frowned and complained softly, "It's so heavy."

Zhao Linhan glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to take the knife, but Zheng Ranfei moved his hand slightly, and took the knife away.

He smiled and said: "No matter what, we can't be tired, Mr. Wanshuang."

Zhao Linhan gave him a blank look, and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense."

Zheng Ranfei shook his head with a smile: "I won't give it to you, you can grab it if you have the ability, and it will be yours if you grab it."

Zhao Linhan really stretched out his hand to snatch it. He decided that Zheng Ranfei would not have expected that he would really snatch it, and planned to catch him by surprise.Unexpectedly, Zheng Ranfei's reaction was astonishing, not only quickly took his hand away, but also grabbed his wrist to stop his movement.

Zhao Linhan's hand barely fell on the edge of the coffin, and watched helplessly as the handle of the knife that he almost touched was taken away at once.

Zheng Ranfei pulled him, thinking to himself: "There is really a plum fragrance."

When he smelled it in the coffin before, he thought he was dizzy and had an illusion.This plum fragrance is distant and cold, and you can only smell it when you get close.Clear and cold, quite touching.

Zheng Ranfei was distracted, but Zhao Linhan was not.Immediately, he sat up straight, and pretended to be calm, he retracted his hand, and the grasped hand pulled hard, and it was also pulled back.

Zheng Ranfei came back to his senses, seeing his nonchalant look, he almost laughed out loud.He just wanted to tease him on a whim, but he didn't expect to see such an interesting reaction.

The dignified Mr. Wanshuang can actually deceive himself and others, Zheng Ranfei lowered his head and snickered, Zhao Linhan caught a glimpse of his movement from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help "humming".

Zheng Ranfei understood the principle of enough is enough, he smiled for a while and then raised his head, his face was serious, and he pretended nothing happened with him.

The coffin drifted a little further, and gradually came to the depths of the cave.There are fewer bones here, but they are still scattered on the shore, not much different from before.If we want to talk about the difference, it is probably that the bones here are finally complete.Even if the bones are all scattered, at least they are in a single pile, so that it is clear who belongs to whom, so as not to be confused with other people's bones.

In some places, there were still some weapons lying here and there. Zhao Linhan and the others rowed over to see that most of them were rusty, and the quality was poor.

After searching for a long time, they found an iron sword that was barely usable. Zhao Linhan held it in his hand for self-defense.

This sword is of good quality, and it is only a little rusted up to now, but it is an epee, which is far from Zhao Linhan's own lightness.But in the current special circumstances, where can we still consider so much, we can only work hard to adapt.

He tried his best to adjust it for a while, but still felt something was wrong.While he was in distress, a cold light suddenly came into his eyes.

Startled, he squinted his eyes and looked forward, just in time to see Zheng Ranfei pull out a sword from its scabbard.The sword light was reflected on his face, Junyi's side face showed no expression, but he felt that his mood was complicated for no reason.

Seeing that Zhao Linhan found out, he tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and handed him the sword anyway.

This is an unparalleled sharp sword, the blade is pure white with no trace of rust.What's even more rare is that, like Jiuquan, it is made of Tianshan black iron as the sword embryo. After thousands of tempers, it has been forged into an extremely thin and thin layer of sword body, which is perfect for him.

Zhao Linhan was delighted at first, then stunned.Two words were engraved on the body of the sword that was practiced in vain.

He stroked it little by little, the blade of the sword was slightly cold, and his hand was so cold that he lost consciousness.But he insisted on stroking those two words to confirm the authenticity of the sword.

Never thought I'd find it here.

Holding the sword, Zhao Linhan murmured: "Three questions..."

The first question is about Gaotang's parents, the second question about his wife and children behind him, and the third question about the cause of death. These are the three questions of Junzijian Zhao Yuzhou.According to legend, Sanwen is not easy to get out of the sheath, and you will see blood when you get out of the sheath.In his life, he warded off demons and defended Taoism, and killed countless people, but he never killed innocent people.

People in the world didn't believe it, guessed his intentions, and smeared his deeds.But the person they ridiculed in every possible way is now silent in this deep mountain, and no one cares about him for more than ten years.

Zheng Ranfei rubbed his nose and said to Zhao Linhan: "I picked it up here, and beside it, there is a corpse. You..."

He sighed, not knowing what to do next.

Zhao Linhan closed his sword. Although he didn't empathize with him, he couldn't help feeling a bit of sadness.

"where?"

Zheng Ranfei took him there. It was a skeleton that was about to fall apart, and the clothes on it were already rotten. When it was disturbed, a cloud of ashes poured out.

Zheng Ranfei didn't let him touch it: "The bones are green and poisonous, so be careful."

After speaking, he untied his girdle, took off his outer shirt and handed it to Zhao Linhan: "Here."

Zhao Linhan took it, but he was stunned for a long time before he could respond.After thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind and wrapped the bones with clothes.Then he picked up the epee he picked up just now and started digging.

The shore is wet and the soil is soft, so it is easy to dig.After a while, a big hole was dug out, and Zheng Ranfei was also helping, deepening the hole with him.

After digging the hole, Zhao Linhan carefully put the collected bones in, sprinkled handfuls of soil on it, and slowly buried him.

The tomb was erected, but there was no stele, so the epee had to be inserted in front of the tomb as a stele.

The two worshiped Zhao Yuzhou together. When it was over, Zheng Ranfei turned his head to look at Zhao Linhan. He felt that this man was as cold as frost and snow, and his whole body was full of coolness. People who were not familiar with him thought he was ruthless.

He couldn't help but said, "Just leave him here like this?"

Zhao Linhan nodded and said, "I can't take him away."

Zheng Ranfei was silent, he glanced at the tomb in front of him again, and said silently: "Senior, thank you for everything you have done for our family."

Even those who were related to the Zheng family did not delve into what happened back then, but Zhao Yuzhou kept on investigating and even found out the real murderer.

How lucky his father was to meet such a friend.

And Zhao Linhan, how innocent he is, he has to bear such suspicion and pain for what happened back then.

At this point, Zheng Ranfei finally felt relieved.He turned around to face Zhao Linhan, and said to him seriously: "You hit me."

Zhao Linhan: "???" He didn't follow Zheng Ranfei's brain circuit for a while.

Zheng Ranfei said: "Everything started because of our family. I owe you this. If you want to beat or scold me, I have no complaints."

"When I finish my revenge, even if you want this life, I will be willing."

Zhao Linhan asked three times, and when Zheng Ranfei said a word, his face turned cold.

"You really do?"

Zheng Ranfei nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Three questions came out of the sheath, a cold light flashed across Zheng Ranfei's neck, his whole body trembled, and the hand hanging by his side moved uncontrollably.

He didn't expect Zhao Linhan to hate him so much that he couldn't even wait for him to take revenge.That's right, with the force value he displayed, revenge can be said to be in the foreseeable future, why should he wait.

But he did owe the Zhao family and Zhao Linhan, so even though he was unwilling, he still didn't hide.

The wind is bitter and the chill is biting.But other than that, there is no other feeling.

Zheng Ranfei opened his eyes, touched his neck in surprise, there was no bleeding, not even pain.

Zhao Linhan didn't hurt him.

"You are... don't you hate?" Zheng Ranfei asked in a hoarse voice, his heart was sore and astringent, and there were still some inexplicable emotions flowing.

Zhao Linhan lowered his eyes, his face was still expressionless, only a look of chill.

He said, "Just pretend I don't have a heart."

Zheng Ranfei was stunned.

Zhao Linhan didn't look at him, but stared at Xinzuo in front of him.Why hate, what resentment.After all, he is just a passerby, unable to empathize.

He didn't know whether Yuanshen would feel resentment when facing this matter, and he couldn't hate someone instead of him on the basis of conjecture.

He couldn't smash the love in his heart bit by bit, and replace it with hatred inch by inch.

How could he do it.

Zhao Linhan sighed again: "Let's go, it's time to leave."

Zheng Ranfei looked at him, under the dim light of the fire, even his figure became lonely.

Half silence, half sadness.

He suddenly felt panicked, as if he had done something heinous and bad, no one blamed him, but he couldn't forgive himself.

How could there be such a weird idea?Zheng Ranfei raised his hand inexplicably, but he didn't know whether to cover his aching chest, or to pull Zhao Linhan who was stiff.

In the end, he did nothing.He gave time to the other party, and quietly returned to the coffin by himself.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Linhan, whose back was turned to him, moved his eyes, spread his hands, and looked down at a strand of black hair in his palm.

This strand of black hair was what he left behind by swinging his sword just now.

The haircut was originally a temporary idea, but when I held it, I brought my own selfishness.

Husband and wife form a knot and exchange heads with one heart.To grow old together and stay together forever.

He couldn't grow his hair, and he couldn't drink the wine, but he dreamed of marrying him and never being apart.

The cold wind blows the coolness, and the thoughts are written with melancholy.Those bits and pieces that I thought I would not care about, after all, left traces silently.