Trembling, he opened the door, closed the door, and the moment he entered the bedroom, all the remaining consciousness of Zhu Yifeng's whole person disappeared, and he fell to the ground unconsciously, and his soul seemed to have entered heaven, ethereal in an illusory world...... At this time, the artistic conception of drunkenness is vividly reflected here.

The snoring sound came from his throat, it was a deafening sound, and Zhu Yifeng in his sleep did not notice that the sky had changed, and the short whip-like lightning hidden in the clouds often turned the world between the clouds and the ground blue. In the next moment, everything in the sky and earth turned a miserable white, and I saw a huge lightning bolt in the sky, like a meteor, piercing the sky, rushing straight towards the community, the closer it was to the ground, the smaller the volume, from tens of meters to a few meters.

The meteor-like lightning rushed to the ground, and it happened to pass the roof of a house, and almost all the bits and pieces on the roof floated into the air, small stones in the corners, and some debris in the walls...... Even the solar water heater floats up.

This strange scene barely attracted anyone's attention, after all, it happened on the roof of the building. The strange meteor-like lightning bolt crashed directly into the opposite building as it crossed the roof of the building.

"Boom ......"

When the light cluster that broke into the room from the wide open window hit the wall directly, at the moment when the light ball collided with the mirror on the wall, it was bounced off by the mirror and flew towards the coffee table in the room, at the moment when it collided with the coffee table, the light ball disappeared instantly, and at the moment of disappearance, it released a blue light wave like a "shock wave", Zhu Yifeng's body seemed to be torn apart by the light wave, and at the same time as the blue light disappeared, everything that was originally floating in the room fell, and when things such as tea bottles fell from mid-air, The shattering sound did not wake Zhu Yifeng from his sleep.

It's cold......

Although he was still asleep, it was so cold in his sleep that Zhu Yifeng's whole body was frozen awake, and when he woke up faintly, he only felt the cold through his bones.

This is that?

Why is it so dark and cold, Zhu Yifeng feels weak and powerless when he wants to move, and it is even difficult to sit up, so that he can only reach out and touch it, and his body is covered with a thin layer of quilt, which is not so much a quilt as a sheet.

The thin sheets, coupled with the thin clothes on his body, only made Zhu Yifeng's whole body shiver from the cold, his upper teeth hitting his lower teeth, and he was still a little drunk.

Why is it so cold?

I think it should be winter, and the air is cold.

Wrong!

It's summer, isn't it? I know ...... Thinking of being drunk, I seem to have walked back to the house, at most I turned on the air conditioner, but at such a low temperature, how can the air conditioner do it?

How can it be so cold?

And where is yourself?

At this moment, a neutral voice suddenly sounded in his head:

"The destination has arrived."

"Who are you?"

The sudden sound made Zhu Yifeng startled, and he hurriedly looked left and right, but it was still pitch black and he couldn't see any light

"According to your understanding, you can call me artificial intelligence."

"What...... What is it? ”

In surprise, I don't know if it was because of excitement or coldness, Zhu Yifeng's whole voice became sharper.

Artificial intelligence, who is joking with themselves?

"Quick, let me go back, where is this?"

"101 planes, coordinates equivalent to Earth time 1852, geographical address Shanghai...... Because carbon-based life cannot withstand the energy impact of time and space travel, it can only use consciousness to travel ......"

What, what?

What is he saying? Consciousness traversal?

Although he had fantasized about crossing countless times, for some reason, being in this darkness at this time, Zhu Yifeng's heart was not steady.

"Quick, send me back now, I, I have to go to work tomorrow!"

However, the cold voice that I didn't know if it was a man or a woman sounded again.

"In order to avoid the explosion, I turned the energy of the explosion into time travel, and now I have run out of energy, unless you get a new energy replenishment, you will only stay here, and in the next few hours, you will slowly absorb the host's memories......"

What, explosion? Time travel?

What else is there to be power?

What kind of energy to supplement? Host? Memory?

"Hey! How to replenish energy? How can I get home......"

In the midst of that silence, three crisp bamboo bangs suddenly came into the ears, and then someone shouted:

"There's a guest here, ouch, Mr. Liang."

Listening to the voice outside, is it the dialect of southern Jiangsu? Shanghai, isn't it southern Jiangsu!

Having a visitor? What are the guests?

Puzzled, Zhu Yifeng heard a stiff Mandarin with a Cantonese accent, which is probably Mandarin. Could it be that this person is a Cantonese man?

"I have been friends with Mr. Zhu Daoming for many years, but I didn't expect Mr. Zhu Yifeng to ...... soon after Mr. Zhu Daoming passed away What a shame! ”

Faintly, there was a woman's sobbing, which made Zhu Yifeng a little confused, what the hell is going on? Zhu Yifeng? Is this Cantonese guy talking about himself?

Before he could figure out what was going on, he was starting with extremely smooth skin, and it even felt smoother than before.

Host?

These two words make Zhu Yifeng think of the encounters of the protagonists in the online novels he has read, is this the so-called "soul wearing"?

But what is this place?

It was pitch black in front of him, and Zhu Yifeng, who was anxious, wanted to stand up, but his hands and feet seemed to be frozen but he didn't have the strength to support himself, and after several failed attempts, he could only lie there patiently and accumulate strength.

Just then the loud voice shouted:

"Mr. Liang, please sit here, relatives and friends are saluting!"

At this moment, I only heard a miserable female voice say softly.

"The surviving Zhu Xu thanked Mr. Liang!"

Widow?

Listening to the sound outside, Zhu Yifeng's doubts in his heart became even stronger, these three words that could make any "otaku" heartbeat faster, but they made his whole person nervous.

Don't......

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly reached out and groped around. The hands and feet that were able to move just now were still soft and weak, but as soon as the fingers touched the things around them, my heart suddenly felt cold - coffin!

I was in a coffin!

God, what's going on?

Zhu Yifeng became anxious at this time, but he was now weak, but he was helpless.

Is he dead? That's not right, Zhu Xu? When did you marry a wife?

Also, Zhu Xu's?

Could it be the host's wife? There is actually a cheap wife after crossing?

But who is she?

What is the appearance?

Zhu Yifeng, who was intertwined with doubts, nervousness, fear and even a hint of expectation, continued to lie in the coffin, slowly recovering his strength, I don't know how long it took, and then the words in the Cantonese accent came into his ears again.

"Mrs. Zhu, now that Mr. Zhu has passed away, you are left alone, it stands to reason that at this time, I really shouldn't talk about this matter, but, Mrs. Zhu, you know, this debt is a debt, love is love, your mansion needs to owe Sheng Chenghe's debt, should you ...... it now?"

Suddenly, a loud noise interrupted the stiff foreign voice, and an old voice came.

"Surnamed Liang, aren't you bullying people? When you first came to Shanghai, it was all my poor brother who helped you to have your surname Liang today, and now my eldest brother has just passed away, and my nephew has passed away, all of them are here, your surname Liang doesn't know how to repay the favor, but also comes to the door to force debts, and has no conscience, is it really a weak woman who bullied Zhu Xu's loneliness! As I said earlier, there is no one in the Cantonese who can be relied upon, my poor brother must not listen to my advice, Xu, don't be afraid, my poor brother and nephew are gone, but there are still people in the Zhu family......"

From the noise outside, Zhu Yifeng seemed to understand something, this surnamed Liang was there to worship, and it was clear that he was going to come to the door to force debts while people were dead, which would make Zhu Yifeng sympathize with the Zhu Xu family.

From the old man's words, Zhu Yifeng learned a lot of information, and this information was connected with the fragments of memory mixed in his mind, and it was very messy for a while, so that he was completely confused

In the coffin, Zhu Yifeng tried to raise his hand and touched his head, the feeling on the top of his head that seemed to have been shaved made his heart tremble slightly, and he even forced himself to pull out the "stick" that had been resting his back a little.

Plait!

It's really braids!

It seems that he has really come to the Qing Dynasty, and a soft and gentle voice came over.

"Second uncle, the Xu family has married into the door of the Zhu family, that is, the daughter-in-law of the Zhu family, now that the young master has died, although the Xu family has not been able to leave a trace of blood to the Zhu family, but this Zhu family's things are the blood and sweat of the father-in-law, not who wants to take it, Mr. Liang, the Xu family is here to thank Mr. for his condolences, as for the silver that the Zhu family owes to the noble number, after the young master enters the ground, he will decide, if someone tries to swallow the things of the Zhu family, then at that time, the Xu family should sue the official mansion and see him in the official mansion!"

The words of this woman outside, listening to Zhu Yifeng's ears, only made him secretly admire, this woman's words were soft and rigid, not only told the surnamed Liang that this matter would never stop, but also vaguely told other people, obviously including the "second uncle" who "came out" for her, don't bully her to be lonely.

However, is the government of the "Great Qing Kingdom" really useful?

But this will, Zhu Yifeng didn't have the heart to think about it so much, but what he was thinking about was another question, why was he in the coffin, it seemed that he was the "poor nephew", or rather, he was the husband of Zhu Xu's family!

Could it be that the so-called "host" is such a resurrection of the corpse?

In doubt, Zhu Yifeng, who still had no strength in his body, decided to continue listening and find out what was going on first. What's more, according to the dead shemale, she will slowly absorb the host's memories.

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