Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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When Zuoyan woke up, the others stopped talking, and stared at him so straight.

Someone asked half-sounding, "Are you a living or a dead man."

Zuo Yan was shocked. This question was well asked.

"I don't know."

Then when others asked anything, he remained in a state of ignorance.

Several other people were suddenly not interested in him. Although they were brought back from the tomb, they were useless, special, and could not be sold.

"Boss, let's go first. If the next time is set, call anytime."

Several people got up and left, and when they walked to the door, Gu Zheng gave Zhao Liu a card.

"Take a point."

Zhao Liu took it and didn't say anything, but he deliberately glanced at the living room and whispered, "Boss, it's still unexpected..." He

said, taking a gesture on the neck.

Gu Zheng patted his shoulder, "Go back."

Zhao Liu knew he had his own ideas, otherwise he would not bring people back and nod away.

Zuo Yan took advantage of this time to look at the surrounding environment and decorate the cold style.

After a while, Zuo Yan realized that he was sitting on the ground, that is to say, he was thrown on the floor at random.

He was still a sick man, and without him, these people would have been left with hair that had been gnawed by insects.

Zuo Yan leaned his elbow against the coffee table and stood up slowly. A fruit tray was placed on the coffee table, and the fruity aroma irritated his stomach acid.

Zuo Yan glanced at the fruit plate and at the door again, still unable to hold back his paws, carrying a banana in one hand, just after pulling the skin, Gu Zheng came back just now.

The two of them face each other, and the atmosphere in the air is awkward.

Zuo Yan said embarrassedly: "I'm hungry..."

Gu Zheng stepped closer, sitting on the sofa, lighting a cigarette, and looking up at him.

"You can go after eating."

Zuo Yan was stunned.

Is this your attitude towards life-saving benefactors? Have you forgotten who Yiyi Bingran sacrificed his life for you?

Do you know how painful it is to give yourself a knife?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Zheng said coldly, "Don't want to go?"

Zuo Yan shook his head, and said in a mute voice: "I have no place to go..."

This world is such an example of his resurrection, and it has much research value.

So, take him in, take him in, take him in.

Say important things three times.

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"Bang." The

door closed heavily in front of him, and left words looked up at the moon in the sky.

Zuo Yan stepped back a few steps, looking at this exquisite two-story building, thinking of the man eating fruit, shaking red wine, and soaking in a hot bath.

And he.

Drinking the northwest wind, rubbing his stomach, bathing in the cold wind.

This ruthless man.

He was kicked out, and the target showed no interest in him at all.

Zuo Yan sat on the steps, holding his chin and chatting with the system.

"How can I approach him?"

System: "You can impress him with your sincerity."

Zuo Yan sneered. "Then he went to suicide when he was excited?"

System: "Don't ask our system about your human questions."

"Hey."

Zuo Yan lay down on the ground, regardless of whether the floor was dirty or not, his stomach grunted, he rubbed his stomach with one hand, regretting it, and I should have eaten the banana just now.

His identity has advantages and disadvantages, depending on how to use it.

"Is there any relationship between my identity and the curse of the target?" The

system was silent for a while, " Yes ."

Zuo Yanyi spirited, "What is the relationship?"

System: "Incomplete data reception, you can try to recall."

Zuo Yan When I heard it, I silently wrote a complaint list in my heart, "Is there anything that can attract the attention of the target?" In the

alternative, it is impossible for him to leave an unidentified person beside him unless there is anything He felt particularly important.

A silk appeared in the hand out of thin air, left words opened, and looking at the moonlight, only a strange pattern was printed on the silk.

Zuo Yan remembered that when Gu Zheng's ancestors had robbed the tomb, the cursed tomb ** had this weird pattern, and the tomb ** that the target looked for in the past few years had all seen such patterns.

"Wait, why don't you bring this thing out early?" The

system: "You didn't ask again." The

cool breeze blew, and Zuo Yan sneezed, holding the silk, thinking of tomorrow must find a casual Time to reveal things to the target.

In this way, he can stay with Gu Zheng in a fair and honest way. As for the rest...

After that, I will talk about it after the first step.

The cold in the spring is the kind of bone-cold cold. Zuo Yan went around and spent the night in a public gazebo.

The next day the system told him bad news.

Gu Zheng left the city last night and did not know where he went.

"The house leaks in the middle of the night rain, and the sky is about to die for me."

Zuo Yan paved in front of Gu Zheng's door, his face unreasonable.