He teased me very much when he was treating illnesses [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Dongxin turned on the computer and began to read each Tang Song's information from the beginning.

The first one is a subway worker, with a gentle temper, submissive, and a smile on everyone's face.Even if you encounter an arrogant and unreasonable customer, you will bow your head...

Seeing this, Fu Dongxin tapped her finger and moved the information to the next one.

Although the person in the dream was kind in nature, his temper was not very good. He was a little spoiled and arrogant, and he couldn't bear the slightest bit of suffering.

He started to look at the second one, only looked at the photo above, and he omitted the past, the old man with full hair... Fu Dongxin felt that there was no need to think about it.

He firmly believes that Tang Song in his dream is a young man who is similar to his age or even slightly younger than him, no matter in terms of temper, words and deeds, he should be a child.

Little did he know that the person in his dream was older than the old man by a few rounds, but he had little contact with human society, was not contaminated with the dust and dust, and was just too childish.

……

He had to search one by one, and when all the materials were searched, he selected three more people.

One is a childish student, one is a jobless vagrant, and the other is a named professor of a well-known university in Shenhai City.

Whether it's age or a certain characteristic of these three people, they are a little similar to the people in the dream, but if you want to really confirm it, you have to meet in person.

But although he couldn't wait to know who that person was, he was afraid that it was his own mirror image.He couldn't help but think, if there is no such a person in this world, or if he is in a certain corner of the world, what if he can't find it in his whole life?

The hand that was already holding the phone slowly let go.

Instead of breaking his own hope, it is better not to touch it, so that he can deceive himself.

The more Fu Dongxin thought about it, the more hesitant he became, his handsome brows were tightly knit together, the printed documents were crumpled up in his palm, and the person in the photo smiled brightly, like a newborn in the morning sun.

If, if he still comes to his dream next time, he will go to him, even in the ends of the world, he will find him and tie him by his side. This time, let him be cowardly again, and give each other a chance, give him A chance to regret.

Be smarter, you shouldn't provoke him again, right?

The sun was already bright outside, but it was tightly blocked by the curtains, so that no light could penetrate.

【Guoguo, how do you think I can get close to him? 】

After Tang Song rested for a while, he continued to struggle with this problem. How should he introduce himself after meeting? Should he call himself Tang Song, or Fu Lele, Yu Wenyi, or the other two names in his dream?

At that time, if Fu Dongxin asked, how would he explain it? No matter what he said at that time, the fact that he lied to him couldn't be changed.

[Will he say that I am teasing him then? 】

Candy can't comfort him at this time, after all, it's really not good to be too optimistic, so she said: [I don't know. 】

【Hey, I have an idea. ] Candy had a sudden whim: [We will enter his dream in two days, and then you will slowly reveal to him that you are Tang Song, who entered his dream from outside...]

Before he finished speaking, Tang Song cut it off with surprise on his face: [Yes, yes, yes!We went to his dream and told him the truth, isn't that considered frank and lenient? 】

As for the matter of asking him to find his real self, Candy has already stopped persuading him, and it is not groundless for him to counsel him.

Obviously, they all long to see each other in reality, but they are all held back by themselves and dare not take that step.

Both are waiting for the evening to come,

Candy told Tang Song to wait another two days. It would be bad for him to eat too much all of a sudden, but the latter didn't listen, and couldn't wait to enter Fu Dongxin's dreamland.

In this dream, Tang Song is quite familiar with the environment, and it is very similar to the third dream, with silk clothes and antique rooms.

But at this moment, he was staying in a lobby with many people. It was decorated in black and red, and there were strange dark patterns everywhere. A man with half a mask was sitting above him, with a sharp posture, a cold voice, and bloody content.

It looks like an anti-social cult.

Tang Song trembled a little, the people around him were full of bloody smell, he looked around from the corner of his eye as if unintentionally, and found that there were bloodstains on some people's black clothes, and the scimitar pinned to their waist The traces are mottled.

[Guoguo. 】Tang Song looked down at his toes, he felt that the person who seemed to be the leader sitting on it was looking at him, and his eyes made him feel particularly oppressive: 【My legs are weak, I can't stand, what should I do? 】

[Don't be afraid. 】Candy has been observing for him for four weeks: 【You are standing in the first row, your status should not be low. 】

[Just don't show your timidity! 】

【All right. 】Tang Song's back, which had been somewhat arched, straightened up again, and his masked face looked straight ahead without squinting, with the same expression as the person beside him.

"Do you still have any questions about the mission of Xiaoyao Villa?" The man above finally finished talking about the list of deaths before, and began to talk about other things.

"No!" The people below replied in unison, the voice was full of anger, and Tang Song trembled again in fright.

"Yeah." Jiang Xiao waved his hand: "Young Palace Master and the left and right protectors stay, and the others retreat first."

As soon as the voice fell, the black figures in the lobby retreated one by one. Tang Song turned around, lined up seriously and planned to follow the team, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took a step, the man in red clothes grabbed his arm .

Tang Song looked at him suspiciously.

The latter was dumbfounded by his stare, and his voice was particularly magnetic and pleasant: "Young Palace Mistress, Palace Mistress asked you to stay for a while."

Tang Song had a little understanding of his identity when he heard the words, pretending to have just reacted and said: "Oh."

Zuo Changfeng was amused by his "Oh": "Isn't the Young Palace Master still in a dream?"

His face was completely covered by the mask. Tang Song didn't notice that he was smiling, so he thought that the other party was blaming him for being distracted, so he explained apologetically, "I didn't have a good rest yesterday."

Now Zuo Changfeng couldn't laugh anymore, he knew a little about the matter between his young palace master and the owner of Xiaoyao Mountain Villa, and now that the latter was ordered by the palace master to slaughter the village, he was really in a bad mood.

He stopped joking and concentrated on standing still.

After a while, there were only four people in the lobby.

Three stood below and one sat above.

At this time, Jiang Xiao raised his hand to remove the mask, revealing a resolute and ruthless face underneath. He looked about thirty years old, but his temperament was very incomparable. It looked like he had been in a high position for a long time, and his hands were bloody.

He looked at Tang Song coldly, the coldness in his eyes made Tang Song tremble, and his shoulders shrank subconsciously.

"Hmph, do you still know that you are afraid of me?" Jiang Xiao also noticed his movement, and his thin lips curled into a sneer: "Back then, I didn't listen to my words, but wanted to humiliate myself and hang out with that owner, and now I'm doing this painting Who do you want to see?"

Anyway, not for you to see.Tang Song muttered in his heart, but his face was silent, not choking with the palace lord.

At such a young age, it is not his real father at first glance.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Xiao got angry like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and suddenly stood up from the chair covered with animal skins. The voice instilled a little bit of internal strength, but it didn't make a sound, but it shook Tang Song's brain pain: "Speak! Didn't you speak very well yesterday?"

【What did the original owner do? He wants to force me like this? 】

Tang Song thought about it, but still didn't know what to say, his lips parted and then closed, and the hands hammering on the sides of his thighs nearly tore his clothes.

On the other side, Zuo Changfeng couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Palace Master, this subordinate also knows that he was wrong after seeing the young Palace Master. He has learned his lesson this time, and he will definitely obediently listen to Palace Master's words in the future."

After finishing speaking, he even teased Tang Song quietly, indicating that he had a step to understand.

Jiang Xiao didn't really want to embarrass him. Tang Song didn't pick up the steps and he took them, but he still had to ask: "Really?"

Of course Tang Song nodded, he didn't even know what happened, the most urgent thing is to find time to look at the memory of the original owner first.

Although he didn't quite believe his words, Jiang Xiao waved his hand and said, "Go down and rest."

"Yes."

Tang Song turned around and backed away. Before leaving, he heard Jiang Xiaofang's soft voice: "Father is also doing it for your own good. You will understand your painstaking efforts in the future."

【Why? ? ?Is it actually a father-son relationship? ? ? 】

[Perhaps in ancient times, marriage was earlier, and sons were born earlier. 】

Jiang Xiao looks 30 years old, and this body is about fifteen or sixteen years old. In ancient times, this relationship is reasonable. After all, there are not a few people who give birth at the age of twelve or thirteen at this time.

The scenery outside is different from the gloomy one in the lobby, with rockery and flowing water, flowers blowing in the wind, and there are brightly colored beauty lamps hanging on the row of eaves, which makes people feel depressed and relaxed.

Tang Song didn't know the original owner's room, so he found a pavilion and sat down to watch the memory.

This look gave him goosebumps.

The full name of the evil sect he belongs to is Qianhe Palace, and it is the number one evil sect on the rivers and lakes where everyone can be punished, and there are hundreds of thousands of lives in their hands, if not a million.

In this martial arts forest, it has stood for a hundred years without falling down.

What can be glimpsed in this is the true strength of Qianhe Palace.

And it was Jiang Xiao who made Tang Song's skin crawl.

And a beautiful woman.But what he likes is not the beauty, but the beauty of the beauty. Therefore, the beauty lamps hanging on the corners of the eaves are made of beauty skin. A piece of beauty skin makes a beauty lamp.

Tang Song's mind is now full of the gorgeous and charming beauty lamp, fluttering with the breeze, and a few drops of cold sweat slipped down his back.

As for the original owner of this body, his name is Jiang Wenrui, a child picked up by Jiang Xiao. Although he picked it up, Jiang Xiao also dotes on this child very much. He was spoiled and pampered since he was a child, and he was a little too naive.

As soon as he went out, he revealed his identity to the owner of Xiaoyao Village, which attracted the other party's ill intentions. After Jiang Xiao learned about it, he gave the order of Tuzhuang without saying a word.

That is the task just mentioned in the lobby.

【So I'm going to start the journey to find Fu Dongxin again? 】

Looking back at his memory, Tang Song had never heard of this name.