Fast travel, death collection system

If you want to ask Yi Shi what he regrets the most in his life, he will definitely tear off his elegant and beautiful mask and yell at Cang Moliu, and then keep silent after scolding.

He has been trapped in this cliff mountain for nearly a thousand years. He originally thought that this kind of life would never change. Sometimes he even had the crazy idea of ​​"this is not bad", just when he began to compromise his heart day by day , that bastard disappeared just like that.

Ah, gone.

In more than 800 years, this bastard wiped out all the outsiders on the nine peaks of the Yaya Mountain. In 190 years, it was enough to restore the Yaya Mountain to a beautiful and quiet fairyland. After all, the mountains below the nine peaks are still quiet. Flowing and nourishing this resentment-soaked mountain is just a piece of cake.

Thinking about it now, that bastard probably already had the idea of ​​leaving, but he never said it.

He laughed mockingly, covered his face and shook his shoulders lightly.

"You idiot, you actually gave your heart to such a bastard, you really deserve it."

Do you regret it?Do you regret coming to this Yashan and meeting this bastard?

Even after being toyed with like this, Yi Shi showed a sense of defeat, he couldn't feel any regrets, he grabbed his heart, it was empty, and then it was filled with sourness.

He looked at the newborn lantern from Quyashan, his eyes were dead and empty, he pressed his heart and kept asking.

"Do you regret it?"

"Do not."

Finally, under the watchful eye of the new student Lantern, he left Qiya Mountain.

He won't grow old or die, where can't he go now?Why trap yourself here.

Yes, why bother.

[System: Ding!Congratulations to 11111 for completing the task of guarding Yashan for 99 years. There is no reward. The current death points are enough for 11111 to upgrade the body level by two levels. After confirming the upgrade, the soul will forcibly absorb the soul points. Will 11111 confirm the upgrade? 】 Having determined certain functions of the system, he is no longer too defensive.

【Yes. 】

When Cang Moliu woke up again, he was lying on a stretched bamboo bed. He was still wearing the dark red overlapping dark clothes that Yashan was wearing. He was barefoot and had no shoes.

He sat up, and rolled out a colorful bead the size of a fist from his sleeve, and took it over suspiciously, his tentacles were cold and delicate.

"Emerald?" Cang Moliu was surprised. When he was Cang Family's Cang Liu, he often touched this thing, but he had never seen such an eye-catching emerald.

【Ding!Please 11111 to explore by yourself, the system will no longer issue rewards, only for guidance. 】The system popped up again like a bubble, then burst and disappeared.

He leisurely put the valuable jade in his clothes. This is a fairly ordinary courtyard in the market, and the furnishings in the room are also very ordinary. There are no expensive paintings and porcelain, and the bedding looks cheap enough. , Cang Moliu is a little bit hard to see.He was the successor of the Patriarch of the Cang family before his death. In this reincarnation, he can be regarded as either rich or noble. Besides, the 1000 years as a lamp holder was also enjoyed to the fullest. It was extravagant and wasteful. Now the system has no control over him. Doesn’t he like it? People who wronged themselves.

Pushing open the door and going out, the sky outside was sunny and hot, he squinted his light brown eyes, because both his body and soul tended to be dark, and he didn't like sunlight very much.

[System: Ding!Start transmitting the memories of 11111's predecessor, please 11111 to play the predecessor perfectly. 】As soon as he heard the cold and inorganic voice of the system, Cang Moliu's brain felt a paralyzed feeling of electric current. This feeling was just a breathing time, followed by strange memories.

The original owner’s name is also Cang Liuliu. He was born in a small mountain village. After all, it was still in the backward ancient times. His mother died of blood collapse during childbirth. He was cut out from his mother’s stomach with scissors, and his father hated him for it. The only son was not even given a name for him. Thieves attacked the village after he was three years old. No matter how much his father hated this son, he still entrusted him to his childhood friend, and then disappeared.

And the original owner lives under the fence, because he is the son of an old man, he is also good to the original owner, but Shan Fei has a daughter, who is two years older than the original owner, and has a very arrogant personality. After getting it, in private, he likes to shout at the original owner and treat him as a slave.And the original owner has always been soft and tough, and he was even more rude to her in words, which made the solo favorite Pearl secretly hold grudges, and kept using small tricks on the original owner.

At first, Shan Maeve just made a fuss and ordered the slaves to cut back on food, but the original owner was stubborn and didn't care much about her status as a young lady, and every time she would be so angry that she gritted her teeth. When she woke up, she seemed to regard the original owner as a whetstone, forging Shan Maeve to become more ruthless and vicious.

Shan Fei is a slave to his daughter, and Shan Meifu is the most painful piece of meat on the tip of his heart. Her daughter can do whatever she wants. Although she is a child entrusted by an old man, she is not as good as her own poor and lovely daughter, so she also started to speak sarcasticly to the original owner. , although there is nothing unpleasant, but the original owner is quite aggrieved living in this place.But even if you are aggrieved, you can live on.What made it difficult for him was another trap set by Shan Maeve.

By the time the original owner woke up, he had already been discredited by Shan Meifu's increasingly vicious and arrogant woman, and had his legs broken and kicked out of Shan's house.The reason is that he forcibly took the second daughter of the second sister who flew solo.

The second daughter has been at odds with Shan Meifu, who has a domineering and bad personality since she was a child, but it is also unexpected that Shan Meifu, a woman who is still in her boudoir, is so ruthless. At this time, a woman's boudoir reputation is more important than her life. The second daughter was defiled and hanged in the room when she woke up the next day, and he almost died. If he hadn't remembered that he was the son of an old friend, it might not have been as simple as breaking his legs.

And with his legs broken, he was thrown on a snow-covered street corner, and was finally picked up when he was so cold that he lost his mind. He is only a ten-year-old child, but he has seen all the warmth, bitterness, and unsightly ugliness of people in the Shan family this year.

Cang Liuliu stood outside the door, squinting at the bustling street that had faded in the sun. Even in the heat of summer, there were not too many people traveling in this magnificent and graceful place. Therefore, the man in dark red and dark clothes Cang Mo Liu is quite eye-catching.

"Hey, why did you come out? Didn't you say that you're going to sleep on the couch for the next few days?" A giggling voice sounded, and it sounded very unbearable.

"I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death before I go to sleep." Cang Moliu then saw a man with short hair squatting on the wall above the door, with an inch-wide cloth band wrapped around his forehead, holding a wooden alcove in one hand and something in the other. Put it in your mouth, it looks like you have been hungry for 800 years.

"Hey, don't get angry, I'm only a little late because I have a chivalrous heart to overcome all obstacles." The man bared his big white teeth and jumped down from the whitewashed wall, "I specially brought you the Juxiang Pavilion." Where's the Eight Treasure Duck!"

Turning around and closing the door, he said, "It's also called being late when breakfast becomes lunch?" He sat on the stone bench and took out the food from the wooden alcove. If you go to those romantic places every day, you won't be afraid of being sucked dry by those vixen."

Hearing his friend's sneer, San'er chuckled, and his pretty face immediately became obscene. He also knew that his friend didn't like those things very much, but he liked them very much, so he changed the subject cleverly .

"You took the treasure of the Chang family, and there was a lot of trouble there, but the reward was offered by the government, and even the people in the rivers and lakes were shocked. You should not go out recently, and be careful not to fall into the ditch." San'er saw that he had been eaten The Babao Duck, which was half eaten, swallowed its saliva, and finally couldn't help but want to reach out.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of idiots. I'm afraid they won't succeed." He drew the back of San'er's hand red with a chopstick, and his mouth was arrogant and contemptuous. The handsome face and the extremely iconic poisonous tongue immediately made San'er twitch , he looked deeply at Cang Moliu's deep and handsome appearance, "Tsk tsk, God is really fair, if a person has a jealous appearance, he must be given a less than perfect mouth, you Talking really..."

San'er tutted his head and shook his head, "You're the only one who can say such things." Rubbing the back of his red hand, his eyes were almost glued to the eight-treasure duck. Just be careful not to be tricked by others, hey, don't hit me, let me have a bite, just one bite!"

The Changjiu he was talking about was the branch of the Chang family, the first family in Shicheng. The colorful emeralds were the ones that Chang Vulture paid him five thousand taels of silver to steal from Chang's treasure box.He didn't know what kind of drama Chang Jiu wanted to do with this thing, and he wasn't interested in knowing, as long as he had money, he could say anything.

"It looks like your appetite has been sucked dry, as if you came out of a beggar's den." Looking at San'er like a hungry wolf with a new look, "Not only is that place sucked dry, but your purse is also empty Let's go." His cold voice was ridiculed, not because he disdains such a stinging tone, but another kind of ridicule among familiar friends.

San'er still had that grinning look, he finally got a duck leg and stuffed his mouth full, his mouth was vague: "Your mouth is the only one I can bear, um, it's delicious... eh, yes What's the matter with you today? Are you ready to go out? I thought you were really going to sleep in this crappy house for five days and five nights. I have to sleep, alas~ No one is perfect."

"I won't sleep anymore, and I won't sleep in the future." Cang Moliu rinsed his mouth with hot tea and spit it out, "You can't stay in this room all the time, you also know that my little brother spends money like running water that melts snow. Go to sleep again and when he comes next time, I'm afraid I will be forced to sell meat."

"It's just that you insist on doting on that useless brat and dragging your master to death. If you want me to clean up the house for your master, how can you let him be presumptuous in front of him." San'er whispered as if he had been greatly wronged. Still aggrieved, he rolled his eyelids and said in a contemptuous tone, "Xianlan, the name is very elegant. Don't be gnawed by that wolf-hearted kid until there is not even a bone left!"

What he was talking about was Cang Moliu's younger brother, whose name was Yu Lan.

This Xianglan is the son of Master Cang Liuliu, but he was spoiled since he was a child, and he has a ignorant temper. Every time he goes out, he will cause a lot of troubles, but he can't bear it. He has a good father, and he will take care of all troubles , This kind of love without any sense of right and wrong made him even more unscrupulous. In the end, the Cangliu master really died because of this son.

And Cang Mianliu took over this troublesome junior after his master died.Xie Lan has always wanted anything since she was a child, and besides, her father is very skilled, otherwise she would not have raised such a stealthy Cang Moliu. It can be said that Xie Lan was raised by piles of gold and silver. It is exhausting to support this little ancestor.

Even though his junior brother is such a prodigal, a waste who knows nothing but eating, drinking and having fun, Cang Moliu never thought of abandoning him, as long as this precious junior brother comes, even if he is only here to ask for money, Cang Moliu will be happy Terrible.

To add to the fun, he naturally had to act out the behavior of the original owner.

He was noncommittal to San'er's targeted words, his face was pale with light that is not common for creatures of the night, and his eyes were empty, which was quite an arrogant gesture.

"Crap."

"You really..." San'er sighed helplessly at his friend's stubborn stubbornness, then thought of something, and patted the stone table lightly, "It seems that there will be an escort from Bucheng next month, I heard The escort is an incredible thing..."

He approached Cang Mianliu mysteriously: "Hey, are you interested in going to see it?"

"Hey, who told you to come to me." Seeing through his little tricks at a glance, and piercing him mercilessly, Cang Moliu looked at San'er's two thick eyebrows twisted like caterpillars, calmly ask.

"Ah, I really can't hide it from you. It's Mu Bai, the one in Bucheng, you know, the little boy who came to me after being poisoned. He heard that you and I are good friends, so he insisted on pestering me to let me give you a hand. Send a letter to ask if you can do it."

Knowing that this harmed others and took advantage of others, he slapped the person with his arms around his shoulders away.

"Excuse me, the day when Xie Lan is coming is coming, if I have time to settle Chang Jiu's account, it's okay to make a vote." He counted the day when Junior Brother Bao was coming, and then nodded slightly.

San'er was lying on the stone table, exuding a decadent air. He could not do anything to his friend, so he said weakly: "You are hopeless, there is no cure, and you are dying."

The author has something to say:

This story is going to be written more passionately, and the protagonist's pretentious skills will be removed (cough cough)

Try to write this story in a sincere and touching way, and upgrade the attribute of Cangliu to morbid. In order to increase the readability, Ah Lin, I decided to let the birds and beasts play the role-playing game.

I went to see some strategies, and tried to add fun elements to the world this time, (but it didn’t work)