Bind to the fake death system, the goddess turned into a black yandere for me

The next morning, Shen An opened his eyes with difficulty.

He tried to get up, but felt severe pain all over his body.

Especially his back and waist, as if they had been crushed by someone.

"Hiss——"

Shen An took a breath of cold air and sat up with a grin.

"System, are you sure this abusive article is really reasonable? Wouldn't a normal person die long ago if he suffered such torture?"

The system responded happily.

"Host, you look so pitiful! Readers will definitely feel sorry for you~"

"Feel sorry? I think it's more like gloating."

He moved to the cabinet beside the bed with difficulty and took out an exquisite jade bottle.

This is the best medicine Ling Shuangxue gave him, and it works amazingly.

"Oh, this is the only thing that makes you look like a human being."

Shen An smiled self-deprecatingly.

"At least you didn't treat me, the 'dog', badly in terms of food and lodging."

He opened the jade bottle, and a refreshing fragrance wafted into his nose.

Shen An carefully applied the ointment to the wounds on his body, and he couldn't help but gasp every time he touched a place.

The expression on his face was distorted beyond recognition.

"Hiss...ah...it hurts so much..."

Shen An screamed without any image while applying the ointment.

"Sword Master, Sword Master, you are too cruel, aren't you? My stand-in won't die before the performance is over?"

Just then, there was a light knock on the door.

Shen An quickly put away his painful expression.

He pretended to be calm and said, "Come in."

A maid walked in respectfully, holding a set of brand new clothes in her hands.

"Sir, this is the new clothes that the Lord ordered me to send."

The maid said with her head down.

Shen An took the clothes and sighed in his heart.

Another round of torture is about to begin, and he has no choice but to continue acting.

"Thank you."

He said softly, and then began to dress slowly.

Every movement affected the wound on his body, forcing him to endure the pain.

"What drama will be performed today?"

Shen An asked himself in his heart.

"I hope there will be no more 'You are my dog', my old bones can't stand the tossing."

The system said excitedly: "Host, get ready for new challenges! Today's plot will definitely be more exciting!"

Shen An shook his head helplessly and continued his life as a substitute.

He only hoped to complete the task as soon as possible and escape from this crazy world of novels.

Shen An followed the maid to the courtyard.

He saw Ling Shuangxue sitting next to the pavilion, with a colorful guqin in front of her.

"Isn't that...?"

Shen An was startled and recognized the guqin.

"That's right, host! That's the magic weapon left by the original owner Shen An before he died!"

"System, can you not be so excited? This is going to kill me!"

At this glance, it was the rhythm of him playing the piano.

Ling Shuangxue looked at Shen An coldly and said, "Come here."

Shen An walked closer with his head held high, secretly complaining in his heart.

Ling Shuangxue pointed at the guqin and said lightly, "Play a song."

Shen An froze in place, sweating coldly.

How could he play the guqin?

Usually, he would just hum it randomly when singing karaoke.

"This... this..."

Shen An stuttered.

"Your Majesty, I... my hands are a little uncomfortable today..."

Ling Shuangxue's eyes turned cold.

"What? Can't you even do this little thing?"

Shen An swallowed his saliva and sat down in front of the guqin with his head held high.

He stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked the strings.

"System! Help!"

Shen An screamed frantically in his heart.

The system responded with gloating.

"Host, come on! This is the time to test your acting skills!"

Shen An took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pretended to play.

His fingers randomly plucked the strings, making a series of harsh noises.

Ling Shuangxue's face became more and more ugly, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

Shen An was miserable.

"It's over, it's over, this time it's really exposed. I should have signed up for a guqin class..."

Just then, a strange energy suddenly surged out of the guqin and wrapped around Shen An's fingers.

The next second, beautiful piano sounds flowed out from his fingertips.

Shen An opened his eyes in surprise and found that his fingers seemed to be controlled by some force, dancing flexibly on the strings.

Ling Shuangxue's expression changed from gloomy to sunny, and a trace of nostalgia and relief flashed in her eyes.

Shen An breathed a sigh of relief and thought.

"It seems that this magic weapon saved my life."

The system said excitedly.

"Wow! Host, I didn't expect you to have such a hidden skill!"

"Shut up! If this zither wasn't spiritual, I would beIt has been chopped into pieces by Ling Shuangxue!"