I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Zhuolin was stunned: "...Can't check? You can even find out the location of my corpse, but you can't find out such simple information as the identity of the original owner?"

Is this intentional or intentional?

The system didn't take it seriously: "Isn't it normal that you can't find out? It's equivalent to being in the court, you can find out the movements of an unremarkable person, but you don't necessarily know the identity of the people around you, isn't it the same? "

...Cooperating with his corpse is an inconspicuous thing?

But what the system said did make some sense. Ye Zhuolin thought about it and didn't pursue it anymore. After all, why the original owner died had nothing to do with him and had no influence.

But he has to clean up a mess.

Even if the agarwood concentrates the essence of the sun and the moon, it will stop eating after taking a sip, it will not have much effect on his immortal body, and now he is idle, and there is no other place to go, so Ye Zhuolin sat back on the bed and thought about life, and asked with a long-term look : "What is the mission of this world?"

"Simple, the main thing is to find a sword."

"..."

Such a serious task... so abnormal, Ye Zhuolin almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The system probably sensed Ye Zhuolin's questioning expression mixed with sarcasm, and said helplessly, "What's your reaction? I can't believe the task is so simple?"

"Heh." Ye Zhuolin didn't save face, "I can't believe you are so serious."

"I'm not in control of the mission, I'm just here to convey it. In short, you have to find a sword, but actually finding a sword is not a mission. The real mission should be very simple for you."

Ye Zhuolin looked for decent clothes and said: "Speak directly, don't stop to tantalize people, I'm so annoying!"

He knew that finding a sword was such a serious matter, how could it be a task?

The system paused for a moment, and then said after deliberately whetting its appetite: "It's not difficult to say, just serve the clothes, housing and transportation of the contemporary martial arts leader."

"..." Ye Zhuolin paused his clothed hands.

ha?what's that?

The hateful system won't look at the face at this critical moment, and specifically emphasized: "It's just serving people, it's not difficult."

Ye Zhuolin's face was already dark.

It doesn't matter to him to go out to fight, he even likes it, and he can handle it if he steals the corpse again, but as a general, he can't accept serving people.

Not to mention the servant-like service of dressing, housing and transportation.

He has no parents, no wife, and his only boss does not need him to take care of him. For many years, he has been in the military camp, but he is actually alone, with no close people around him.What's more, even if he is serving, he is still being served by others at his level, and vice versa is rebellion.

This feeling is like the pampered young master who is suddenly ordered to wash other people's feet.

The system said without eyesight: "But that's the general task, you have an initial step to do now, which is to leave the brothel in a legitimate way."

It's justifiable... Isn't it just being bought by someone?

But before he had time to attack, he started to urge again, this time the drizzle and wind made people lose their temper.Ye Zhuolin cursed secretly, and hastily put on several heinously transparent clothes, three layers inside and three layers outside, and then tightened her waist with a belt, so that she didn't make it too flirty.

Remember the bustard just said that the guests were waiting for him?And what about performing arts but not selling oneself...he doesn't want to play the pipa on stage, does he?

Ye Zhuolin panicked instantly.

For others, it was big pearls and small pearls falling on the jade plate, but he guessed it was big pearls and small pearls falling on the jade plate, and it was full of noise.

Fortunately, the system pulled back his dying heart.

"Don't be afraid, a man is a qin or a flute, as long as you know how to play the qin."

Ye Zhuolin breathed a sigh of relief at first, then panicked the next moment, forgot to systematically read the perverted deeds he remembered: "How do you know I can play the piano?"

The system smiled and said, "My general is omnipotent."

"..."

This upright and slightly adoring sentence was uttered by the system carelessly. For some reason, instead of being provocative, it always felt melancholy.

Ye Zhuolin's heart was inexplicably blocked, and he forgot to even talk back. He always felt that the system seemed to have known him for a long time, so that he had a clear understanding of his character.

By the way, the system said it had read his memory, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was wrong.

To be able to set fires easily, and to be able to extinguish the flames as a matter of course, sounds like a shame, but if you don't know him very well, how can you kill him with every word?

This ability is definitely not something that can be achieved after reading the memory for a short time.

But Ye Zhuolin is not a stick, so of course he didn't ask about this kind of thing, he just walked downstairs according to the system's instructions with his mind on his mind.

While going downstairs, the system introduced him: "This world should be the most normal of all your tasks, you should cherish it."

Ye Zhuolin didn't understand: "What do you mean? Is it possible that I can become a fairy in the next world?"

The system pondered meaningfully for a while, and did not answer, but said: "A word of caution, protect your sleeves."

"what?"

"People in this world are so masculine, so good that they are serious."

"..."

Ye Zhuolin froze as if struck by lightning, his indescribable eyes swept across the crowd, there were indeed some dignitaries surrounded by a few... men serving the scene, of course, the proportion of women around was still the same. More, but compared to the world of Yezhuo Forest, it's quite...open.

Ye Zhuolin's whole body is not well, and he feels that his whole body is full of crisis all the time.

This, this... is this the most normal world?

Just as he was dazed, someone handed him a lyre, Ye Zhuolin took it in a daze, and then found that the audience's eyes were on him at some point.

The audience in the audience is mainly men, and of course there are many women. The system says that the folk customs here are so open that it is frightening. If you like someone, regardless of gender, you only need to throw a sachet or handkerchief to your sweetheart, as long as it is something you can see. , the person who was smashed usually accepts it correctly, or ignores it, which has shown that Luohua is intentional and ruthless. If the person who was smashed returns the things back, it is a mutual exchange of hearts, which means that he also has good feelings for the person who smashed him.

In this unrestrained world, two people who communicate with each other usually have to...cough that night.

After Ye Zhuolin heard this, his hands and feet were almost stiff, he was afraid that others would throw something at him, and he would throw it back in return, that would be a big misunderstanding.

At times like this, it's impossible not to be sentimental.

But it seems to be going well so far. Ye Zhuolin is playing on the stage as if isolated from the outside world. His hands holding a sword and blood are stroking the strings, and the sound is very pleasant. Everyone present can't help it. Putting down the matter in hand, it gradually quieted down, only some people whispered.

The sound of the general's piano is naturally not soft, even if the tone is melodious, the murderous aura engraved in his bones, like the sharpness hidden on Ye Zhuolin's clean and flawless face, is also integrated into it. Among the strings.

That is the spirit that cannot appear in the brothel, and it is very precious to hear it occasionally.

Even the bustard beside her was dumbfounded. Why didn't she know that this little boy played the piano so well?

In fact, the old bustard brought Ye Zhuolin here today out of necessity. The person who was originally selected happened to be sick, and the rest of the people who can play the piano were basically booked to serve someone, or it was just the night before. Too many to be too tired, naturally unable to go on stage.

The only suitable candidate left is "Zhuqing" - Ye Zhuolin.

Ben was in a hurry to go to the doctor, not only did he go to a genius doctor, but he also dug out the buried genius doctor by the way.This requires a little development and utilization, how much money does it cost...

At this time, Ye Zhuolin didn't know what kind of future he had been programmed for. At first, he played copiously, but later on, he himself was inevitably a little touched.

But think about it carefully, what is there to miss about the days of eating sand?No house, no money, and no wife, so the heartless General Ye was only sad for a moment, and looked away again.

After all, I have to go back to wipe my ass after finishing all the tasks. It's really annoying, and I can't die peacefully.

The song ends in the infinite complaints of Ye Zhuo Lin's indistinctness.

The audience was silent for a while, Ye Zhuolin thought that there would be applause, but the first sentence he heard was that.

"How much is this little boy?"

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

Another person said: "This body bone looks pretty good, why is it so tight?"

"That's right, why haven't I seen this person before? Could it be that I just bought it?"

The old bustard hurriedly said: "This is the person in my building. His name is 'Zhuqing', and his name is Ye Zhuolin. Er, he just bought it not long ago."

Hearing the word "Ye Zhuolin", on the stand not far away, a man who drank tea stopped, put the cup back with a smile, then slumped on a chair, squinting his eyes at Ye Zhuolin.This person was dressed in a snow blue dress, his expression was full of laziness, surrounded by seven or eight women serving him, he looked like a dandy, but his face was really good-looking, and he had a gentle and refined gentleman's air, which was incompatible with his sloppy behavior.

The audience chattered non-stop, and Ye Zhuolin felt his head ache, so he wanted to step off the stage quickly, but just as he stepped out, the oncoming sachet hit him all over the head.

"..."

Ye Zhuolin immediately froze into a stone.In the past, when walking on the street, many little girls threw these things at him. He pretended not to see them, dropped his purse on the ground, or returned it in a serious manner, for fear that the damn body mechanism would make his heart stop for a while. .But the customs of this world are exactly the opposite of his habits, so that he can't pick it up, can't throw it, he is in a dilemma for a while, so he has to stand where he is as a wooden stake.

For some reason, the price has already started to be priced in the audience, Ye Zhuolin was puzzled, isn't he the original owner just a showman?

The old bustard has already laughed like a flower that is short of water and dried up. For some reason, this time, by mistake, she didn’t pit Ye Zhuo Lin. Interested, come to this building to listen to music more in the future."

The old bustard actually made a long-term calculation. According to this development trend, buying out is better than raising slowly. The things you can't get are the most precious. Just this face, if the price is speculated, it is enough to make a lot of money.

There was a burst of sighing from the audience, Ye Zhuolin just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that the rich and powerful man came out to make trouble again.

"30 taels, okay?"

Ye Zhuolin almost threw the qin over to kill the person who opened the mouth, please give me a stick.

But the bustard hesitated: "This..."

"50 taels."

The old bustard played hard to catch: "But he doesn't sell himself."

This old man seems to have taken the lead: "100 taels."

"make a deal!"

The old bustard finally reluctantly gave up and stretched out her hand, although her expression did not show any reluctance.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

Fuck, let's not talk about other things, is he selling too cheaply as a general?