Inherited a magic weapon shop after rebirth

A new thing happened in Rongshan City recently. The Qin family wanted to celebrate the second master of the Qin family who was unconscious after a car accident.

On the day of the wedding, opinions vary.

"In order to celebrate that master, the Qin family actually found him a son-in-law, tsk tsk, isn't this going to be the end of the future."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If Master Qin can't pass this test, the Qin family will be in chaos, bringing disaster to Chi Yu and implicating us. Wouldn't it be bad luck for eight lifetimes?"

"What are you afraid of? When the chaos breaks out, no one will take care of us little ones."

It is obviously a festive and colorful wedding, but people have their own ghosts.

At sunset, the guests dispersed, and the Qin family mansion returned to its former tranquility.

In the wedding room on the second floor, Qi Rong, one of the parties, stood at the door.

"Xiao Rong, it's been a busy day, you should have a good rest."

Qin's mother stood at the door wearing a wine-red cheongsam with buttons, her hair was neatly coiled, her hand with a jade bracelet patted the back of Qi Rong's hand lightly, her face was a bit haggard.

After her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Qi Rong closed the door and looked into the room.

The big red 囍 character is pasted on the wall, and the candles are in pairs. Besides, the whole room is in a cool gray tone, as if the person who arranged it did not dare to tamper with the original arrangement.

A lot of alcohol was drunk at the wedding, and now that he was drunk, Qi Rong felt a dull pain in his forehead.

He rubbed his temples, took off his well-tailored high-tailored suit, and walked to the washroom wearing only a simple white shirt on his upper body. His thin figure was reflected on the smooth marble floor tiles.

The sound of "squeaking" water broke the silence in the room, his head was still hurting, and his temples were throbbing, so Qi Rong simply buried his head under the cold water and rushed down indiscriminately.

The cold water instantly cools the brain.

Qi Rong wiped his face, raised his head, and the mirror reflected his current appearance.

The corners of the eyes and the tip of the nose were reddish due to the coolness, and there was a pair of peach blossom eyes, but the bottom of the eyes was quiet, which neutralized the meanness, and made the brows and eyes clear.

It is roughly similar to his appearance in the previous life, only softer, without the sharpness stained by the troubled times, with a peaceful appearance.

Drops of water dripped down the ends of his hair, and fell wetly into his collar.

When he pulled the neckline, a white jade gourd tied with a red string slipped out from his neckline.

A small one, about the size of a fingertip, with a rounded posture, was tied by a red string, and happened to land in the socket of the collarbone.

There is a red mole next to it.

He leaned against the washstand, looking at the white jade gourd, with a hint of subtlety on his face, remembering the conversation this morning——

"I don't want to be reborn. I didn't expect my world to be a book. I was manipulated like a chess piece. It's ridiculous. You have guarded my Qi family for many years, and you are also a member of my Qi family. You can be reborn on my behalf. Take a dip in the smoke and fire of this world."

The original owner laughed at himself, all thoughts were lost.

Qi Rong is silent, he is a lonely soul attached to this white jade gourd, he has been with the Qi family since hundreds of years ago, and he can be regarded as watching the original owner step by step to today.

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" He asked looking at the soul of the original owner who was about to leave.

"I am the last member of the Qi family. It stands to reason that the family's craftsmanship should be passed on. Since you have inherited my body, you should also inherit my family's magic weapon shop. If possible, try not to let him fall into that person's hands." , so as not to be ruined by him."

"it is good."

Qi Rong caressed the white jade gourd, his slightly damp hair was reflected in the mirror, his twinkling peach blossom eyes were serious and peaceful.

Entrusted by others, he will fulfill the original owner's wish as a matter of loyalty.

The Qi family is a family of magical tools, and used to have the reputation of "South Forest and North Qi", but the current situation has changed and only Qi Rong is left alone.

According to the original timeline, Qi Rong would die in the civil strife of the Qin family after his happy celebrations failed, and his family's magic weapon shop would be picked up by the hero at a low price, and the secret books handed down by the Qi family would be given as gifts.

He is just a tool man who gives props to the protagonist, so similar to his previous life, he has been treated like a pawn that can be thrown away all his life, and he can't blame the original owner for letting go of the pawn.

As the night darkened, Qi Rong's soul had just merged into his body, and it wasn't quite fit yet. He was very tired after a long day of work.

He changed his nightgown and lay on the bed, turned over, and accidentally touched the warm body beside him.

Qi Rong tensed up all over for a moment, he resisted for a long time, but now the facts are clearly in front of him, and he cannot change.

Today is his wedding, and the other protagonist of the wedding——

It was the person who killed him in his previous life.

With the help of the dim light, Qi Rong's eyes reflected the appearance of the other party, that face that was especially loved by the heavens, even though he was sick and weak at the moment, his power was still undiminished, like a sleeping god.

Qi Rong turned around, turned his back to the other party, and clenched the quilt tightly with his fingers.

This person saved his life in the previous life, and then killed him with his own hands.

Thousands of years ago, he thought that time had washed away all his obsessions, but at this moment, he found that even though time had passed, the fragmented pain caused by poisoned wine was repeated in the depths of his memory over and over again.

His chest heaved violently, and his head ached again.

Cold sweat soaked his pajamas, and unconsciously fell into a coma.

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Everything is silent, only the clock is ticking regularly, and before you know it, it is early morning.

The temperature in the room dropped unknowingly, and the bedside table was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

The touch light flickered abruptly, which seemed a little strange.

On the marriage bed, the young man fell asleep unconsciously.

A black figure invisible to ordinary people appeared beside the bed without a shadow.

Standing for a long time, he stroked the young man's sleeping face little by little with trembling hands, as if he was treating a fragile dream with trembling hands, longing for his warmth and afraid that he would be broken by himself.

His fingers brushed over Qi Rong's elegant eyebrows and meandering eyes, he pinched the hair on his temples, and then covered his slightly protruding Adam's apple, twisting his rough fingertips little by little, a thin blush slowly appeared on the surface of his skin...

Qi Rong frowned in his sleep, struggling unconsciously.

He frowned and turned his head sideways in an evasive way, trying to stop the other party's disturbance.

But the hair was loosened, revealing the white and tender earlobe inadvertently. There was a red mole in the center of the earlobe like a girl's pierced ear.

The invisible thing seemed to be attracting attention, and pinched the red mole slightly harder, Qi Rong finally became impatient, and raised his arm irritably, but was pressed down softly the next moment.

On the quilt, starting from the side of the bed, strange wrinkles appeared, and the moonlight entered, and that transparent figure climbed up and embraced him in his arms.

A dull white jade gourd fell out from the neckline of the young man, and the red string was twirling out of thin air, being played by the man, and the area around the red mole on the collarbone was also rubbed a little red.

It's a pity that Qi Rong has just been reborn, and his soul is still unstable, so he can't dream.

The man's forbearing and regretful breathing seemed to be mixed with cold crushed ice, drifting away in the room.

However, the two red moles on Qi Rong's earlobe and collarbone became more and more red.

The Chinese character "囍" on the wall was stained black in the night, and the extinguished wedding candles hung with a glint of white light.

Under the light of the white candlelight, two figures with the same appearance circled the young man in the center, as if forming an independent circle.

When he woke up the next day, Qi Rong felt very tired, and the feeling of being active disappeared again.

Maybe the soul and body haven't matched perfectly yet, he thought hesitantly.

The Qin family's doctor arrived, and after a checkup, the doctor shook his head at the Qin family. Qin Junyan's condition has not improved for the time being.

Qin Mu's graceful eyebrows could not help but show a touch of disappointment.

Qi Rong then looked at Qin Junyan's situation, he didn't open his eyes, and he couldn't see any problem, so he kept silent.

There was a sound of sincere lamentation at the scene.

After a face-saving cutscene, everyone else dispersed, leaving only Mother Qin and Qi Rong in the room.

Mother Qin smiled, and pulled Qi Rong to sit down, her youthful splendor could be vaguely seen in her smile.

"Xiao Rong, don't be restrained, I will regard this as your home from now on." After she finished speaking, she patted Qi Rong's shoulder gently with her brows and eyes.

"I know, I wronged you yesterday, tell me what you want and want to play."

The young man in his early twenties is just like a child in Qin's mother's eyes. He is handsome and is the other half of her son. Qin's mother likes him more and more, and unconsciously gets close to him.

"How about going shopping with me in the afternoon?"

"Uh, auntie..."

"Call mom."

Qi Rong paused, and said: "Mom, I have to go home. There are a lot of things these days. My magic weapon shop has not been open for a long time. I have to go back and have a look. Also, I have asked for leave a lot recently. Go back to school and find a tutor to sell the leave."

"School?" Qin's mother was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qi Rong seriously.

In the morning light, Qi Rong's brows and eyes were gentle and elegant, but the fat face was a little immature and green.

Still a child who didn't graduate, Qin's mother softened her heart, and almost wanted to coax him with a piece of candy.

"I was careless. Jun Yan has graduated for many years. If he knows that I made the decision to marry you for him, he will probably blame me for mistaken you."

Qin's mother lowered her voice as she spoke, and the crow's feet in the corners of her eyes became much more lonely.

"It's nothing, if my mother hadn't decided to pay off my family's 300 million debts, I don't know what I would be doing now." Qi Rong comforted.

Mother Qin said "Good boy", patted Qi Rong's hand and said, "Don't talk about that, where do you go to school now?"

"Just at the foot of Mount Rong, Rongshan Academy of Art."

"Hey, that's very close to home. What major does Xiao Rong study?"

"Folk music, majoring in guqin."

"Guqin, it's hard..."

"It's not difficult."

"Then, does the university need accommodation? Are you still going home?"

This just got married, if Xiao Rong went back to live in school, even though Jun Yan was in a coma, it would always make people feel uneasy, as if Yan Yan was left alone in the vacant room.Mother Qin was worried.

Qi Rong smiled slightly: "I go to school and go home every day. If I have something to do at noon, I may rest outside, so I won't toss back and forth."

Mother Qin breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words.

The two of them didn't notice that the curtain beside them suddenly rippled out of thin air after Qi Rong's words fell, revealing a sense of joy.