All for Rebirth [Quick Transmigration]

This mission world is really interesting.

It is the era when Chinese is not Chinese and Western is not Western, both are mixed together.

What belonged to the emperor is long gone.

On this ground, draw a line from south to north, and play separately.

There is a Bei|Government||Mansion in the north, and a South|Central||Central in the south.

Just these two, playing around, there are many tricks.

The place where Song Pei is now is in the middle of the north and the south, no one touches it, anyone touches it.

As for her identity, it is also very interesting.

Seeing Song Pei staying there, everyone was a little worried.

Ah, they all pointed at Boss Feng for dinner.

If Boss Feng is broken, how can they survive.

The first person to come in stretched out his hand in front of Song Pei's eyes, and whispered, "Boss Feng?"

Song Pei rubbed his head, closed the file, "What's wrong?"

The man said: "Boss Feng hasn't recovered from the cold yet? Hey, I should find a Western doctor to take a look, but you won't let me."

Song Pei leaned against the bedpost and waved his hands, "I'm fine, you," looking up at the crowded people in the room, "You, let them go out first."

The room is not too spacious, so many people are crowded, it is hard to breathe.

The man got an order and drove him out in a hurry.

The people dispersed, and the door was closed, and the man returned to the bed again.

The mustache shook off, with a flattering smile on his face, he cupped his hands, "Boss Feng."

Song Pei ignored him and went to draw out the person's information.

I've seen it, I know it.

Xiao Huzi is the owner of Minghua Building, whose surname is Yang.

When their troupe came to Shangcheng half a month ago, they landed in this building.

Song Peizhan's body is Boss Feng with a mustache, a large Feng Qiyan.

From the north and the south, anyone who listens to the opera knows nothing.

It's famous.

During the half month since I came here, as long as she was on stage, the venues would be sold out and tickets would be hard to come by.

So, Boss Yang naturally wished he could give her a cash cow like her.

The day before yesterday, the original owner of this body came back from a call, saying that he had caught a cold and had a headache, and he wanted to rest and let no one bother him.

Mustache was in a hurry to respond.

If anyone dares to disturb you, I will break my leg.

Then, this recuperation lasted for three full days, until he died.

As for how the original owner died...

Song Pei pressed his chest, it hurt.

Gun||wound, blood loss, plus inflammation.

People are gone.

Mustache went into a daze again when he saw someone, and spoke even more quietly, "Boss Feng...?"

Song Pei came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Mustache looked worried, "Hey, can you still go tonight?"

It's okay, it's not all about Song Pei's health.

People have another out of worry.

If you want to open your voice, if you don't sing well, it will be ruined, and that's over.

Not to mention Feng Qiyan's reputation, even they have to follow suit.

Song Pei waved his hand, "It's all right."

Singing, I have also acted in a play.

What a big deal, isn't it?

Mustache Xuxu helped him up, "Don't worry, if you're really uncomfortable, I'll find a way to go back to Director Cheng."

Song Pei's feet were a little fluttering, probably because he had been lying down for too long.

Stand still and settle down, no more dizziness.

Song Pei thought about it, raised his voice, and let out an ah.

Full of energy and spirit.

Mustache boasted, "Good! As expected of Boss Feng, this voice shines out, absolutely!"

Song Pei hummed, squeezed his throat, tense.

Hey, it's difficult.

I haven't really sung.

Babbling, it sounds good, but it's hard to do it yourself.

Mustache didn't notice it, and just left in a hurry.

He said he was going to prepare, and by the way, spread this voice out for everyone to hear.

Boss Feng, are you reluctant to listen to the fairy voice that has been around for three days?

Yes, that's right, by word of mouth.

The upper and lower lips, once opened and closed, can spread far.

Song Pei sighed.

Hey, I'd better read the last wish of the original owner.

Pull it away, and Song Pei slides down.

Slide into place and freeze.

Well, the original owner wanted to take revenge, and by the way, complete a task assigned by an organization.

Interesting.

The original owner is not only a boss Feng, but also a spy of Feng.

Affiliated to the South.

This time I came to Shangcheng for the mission.

It's just unlucky, as soon as I wanted to go out for a walk, I was under the black hands.

I didn't even see who it was, so I got shot.

Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise, I probably wouldn't be able to come back.

Now, it should be published in the newspaper, ah, boss Feng was assassinated and died.

Fortunately, she doesn't have to do this task either.

Song Pei sat down next to the edge of the bed, poked the system, and asked, "System, how many respawn points do I have now?"

The system beeped, calculated, and replied: "Currently, a total of 41 respawn points have been obtained. Please make persistent efforts to complete the tasks in this world."

Song Pei pinched his palms and asked, "Then how many more tasks do I have to do before I can go back?"

The system was vigilant, and asked back: "Why are you asking this?"

Could it be that you don't want to do it?

No ah.

Song Pei blinked, his eyes were bright and aura.

Even if it moves, it looks good.

If the system doesn't believe it, you've lived comfortably for too long and don't want to do it anymore.

Can't fool me.

All right, all right, you have the final say.

Song Pei didn't want to talk to it.

In the last world, after completing the task, I read it every day.

Ah, you are the one who wants to go home.

Look clearly, my host!

This is a mission world, it's all fake!Wake up!

Song Pei was tired of hearing it, so he told it that he wanted to complain.

Then it behaved and stopped for a while.

Well, after a while, I will come back and continue talking.

Just such a cycle.

It just couldn't be more annoying.

The system was silent for a while, very serious, and said: "Although the mission world looks real, in fact, it is all fake."

It's all built from a bunch of data.

You must see the essence through the appearance.

Don't just get lost like this.

Song Pei was also silent, and when the silence was over, he told it seriously.

I know, for you, these are all data.

However, what I saw was not.

They are all living people.

What talks to me is not data, but people.

Have feelings.

The system was silent for another moment, and asked, "Do you have feelings?"

Song Pei: "..."

Are you kidding me?

The system shook its head, no, I didn't.

Song Pei has no expression on his face, so you are just kidding me.

system:"……"

Well, let's go first.

It happened that someone pushed the door and came in.

Another one who didn't know to knock before entering.

Song Pei looked over with a cold face.

The people who came in had their makeup still on their faces, and the corners of their eyes were hanging high.

No matter how you look at it, how provocative.

The voice was also high-pitched and a bit mean, "Hey, is Boss Feng okay? Are you finally willing to meet someone?"

"I thought you died in this room."

Song Pei hehe, you really would think so.

I thought it was accurate.

Didn't the original owner just die in this house?

This one is from the same theater troupe as the original owner, so it's half of the cast.

The flower name is Changyin, whose surname is Liu.

Only when the original owner is not on stage, can she appear on stage.

To the original owner, um, all kinds of dissatisfaction.

Song Pei was indifferent, didn't speak, just stared at her.

Liu Changyin was a little furious when she saw it, "What are you looking at?"

Song Pei stopped watching.

He closed his eyelids, picked his nails, and ignored her.

Well, the original owner's hand is really pretty.

Thin bone and long fiber, scallion white moisturizing powder.

Pretty.

Liu Changyin has a bad temper and can't stand being ignored the most. Wouldn't this blow up.

"Feng Qiyan! Don't be complacent! Sooner or later you will be under me!"

Song Pei blew on his nails and looked up at her, "Are you finished?"

Liu Changyin: "..."

Did Feng Qiyan take the wrong medicine today?

Why didn't you scold her?

Everyone knows that Boss Feng of Liyuanhang is good at everything, just the same, and has a bad temper.

No one can confront her.

No one will succeed.

It was only Liu Changyin, because of her background in a theatrical troupe, the original owner gave her three points.

For these three points, let her speak first.

After she finished speaking, it was Feng Qiyan's turn.

For the next seven points, there is no room for Miss Xiaoliu to play.

So, after she finished talking today, Feng Qiyan didn't hate her, she was very surprised.

Song Pei twitched.

What is this person's state of mind?

Could it be that he got used to being abused by the original owner?

The troupe master passed by and saw the house with a big head.

If the tip of the needle and the wheatgrass come together, the house will be blown up.

Hurry into the room, "Hey Changyin, why don't you take off your makeup? What are you doing in Qiyan's room?"

Liu Changyin flicked her sleeves, "Come and have a look, why is the leader nervous?"

Troupe owner: "..."

Hey.

Auntie, grandma, can I not be nervous?

You two, one is red and the other is half red.

If any one is broken, I have nowhere to cry.

Wipe off your sweat, the class leader persuaded.

It's a hot day, so let's stop making trouble.

Take off your makeup, go back to the house and rest, how nice it is, isn't it.

Liu Changyin squinted at Song Pei, seeing that people didn't want to talk to him at all, and felt bored.

He flicked his sleeves and left.

The class leader was very relieved, and came to persuade Song Pei again.

Ah, Qi Yan, you also know that Chang Yin has such a bad temper.

Just don't argue with her.

Song Pei got a headache from the noise, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at the door.

Class idea will.

All right, I'll go now.

Hey, one or two have become horns, and they have a big temper.

When he reached the door, he was called again.

Turn around and ask what happened.

Song Pei said: "Let them, before they come in, knock on the door."

Bite the tip of your tongue, hey, the habit is terrible.

This body is smooth-tongued.

I can no longer eat and talk.

The troupe master agreed and went out.

All right, you are the biggest, everything you say is right.

Why don't you just add a rule?

become.

As long as you are still a character, you can do it, it's easy to say.

Song Pei squeezed her fingertips, it's annoying.

So annoying.