"This sleep is really uncomfortable! My back hurts my neck, my legs and stomach turn tendons, and I guess I have to make a mistake when I walk!" Tang Lin limped up from the chair, rubbing his neck, his eyes were still in a state of worry, but his heart was already full of complaints.

As an overtime dog, lying on the table to deal with sleep is already commonplace, Tang Lin can't remember how many times he has greeted Dawn with such a posture, turning his neck, he slowly opened his eyes, ready to go to the bathroom to wash, and then go to the pancake stall under the office building to make a luxurious multigrain cake to comfort himself, but everything that greeted him made him stunned.

The bright mahogany tables and chairs reveal the atmosphere of the ancient era, even Tang Lin, an antique white ding, can feel its value, and the thick and simple books are filled with the bookshelves that also reveal the ancient atmosphere, showing that this should be the study, the overall structure of the room is luxurious and atmospheric, but at the same time it makes people feel a sense of ancient vastness.

"Oh, it's a dream! I haven't woken up yet! But if I really have this net worth, how nice it would be! Wait a while, this neck hurts so real, and this waist is so sore, this leg and stomach are still pulling, I rub, this, this is true?" Tang Lin's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to knock on the heavy table, and there was a clear pain in the joints.

"What's the situation?" Tang Lin was in a trance for a while, and then a bunch of messy information flashed in his mind, although this information made his mind swell, but it also made him understand his situation, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart for a while, some were excited, some worried, and some faint sadness.

"I have to say, the world is really wonderful, such a thing happened to me, and it directly let me inherit such a huge manor, and in an instant the carved silk became a big carving! It's a pity that I died too tragically in my previous life, and died of overwork, alas, all evil capitalists, all evil overtime! Alas, no, this is a blessing, it is a blessing, you see, this is not a time to cross, and the second becomes a winner in life!"

Tang Lin had 10,000 divine beasts galloping past in his heart, and he sneered and muttered again: "Hehe, die of overwork!"

"Young master, are you alright, the intruder has been driven away by me!" An urgent cry came from outside the door, and then the heavy wooden door was pushed open.

It was a one-eyed old guy who broke in, and Tang Lin's mind instantly flashed relevant information about the other party: Luke, the old butler of Chaos Manor.

Followed by old Luke came in a dog of no apparent breed, with uneven fur on its body, like a pastoral dog that was changing its moult in spring, its name was Xiao Wang, and it was very close to Tang Lin, and as soon as he entered the door, he kept circling around his legs.

"Hehe, Lao Lu, didn't you say that everyone who trespassed on the manor should be wiped out, how did you let him go?" Tang Lin was afraid for a while, his memory included the reason why he had crossed over, and of course the reason why the original owner of this unlucky body had been crossed.

In this world, this unlucky bastard, also named Tang Lin, was plotted by someone to give himself the opportunity to occupy the magpie's nest, at that time, this thing was hit by a sword-shaped light outside the window, and died instantly, and at the same moment, his soul entered this body in a daze.

"Uh, young master, the intruder is a magician of the Tang Clan's side branch, no matter which identity the other party is considered, killing him will bring you endless trouble, but don't worry, such a thing will never happen in the future, the manor has been comfortable for too long, I relaxed my vigilance before!"

"Okay, needless to say, I know, you can step aside!" Tang Lin laughed in his heart, this old guy didn't know yet, because of his own negligence, his real young master had already lost his soul.

However, when he heard old Luke talk about magicians, his heart became even more uneasy, he knew that this was not a world he was familiar with, and it would not be easy to live here.

"No, I have to hurry up and take stock, what kind of place I have come to!" Thinking of this, Tang Lin closed the door with a bang, took a chair to hold the door against it, and sat on it and began to sort out his memories.

"What the hell is the Black Iron Continent? And the monsters, the elves, and even the gods? oh, and the dragons, the magic, the paladins! No, I'm going home, I'm going to work overtime, I'm going to be ninety-nine-six!

Tang Lin howled wildly in his heart, at this moment, he really believed that ninety-nine-six was a blessing, but no one could hear the voice in his heart.

Finally, after grabbing his hair for a while, he accepted his fate and began to hope for another thing, he had read a lot of novels in his previous life, and all traversers had such and such golden fingers, he felt that as long as he had a golden finger, with his own caution, it was not difficult to live well in this world, so he immediately began to seriously study his body.

He was looking forward to the sound of "Ding Dong" in his head, or some phantom saying "Boy, I only have a remnant soul left," or being able to find a strange tattoo somewhere on his body, or a strange ring or pendant!

It's a pity that after he carefully searched all the circumstances of this body, none of the things he was looking forward to, even about this manor, there is not much useful information in his memory, because the original owner of this body was only brought here a week ago, and there seem to be some vague memories in his mind, no matter how hard Ren Tanglin tries, he can't uncover it.

"Well, there is no golden finger? Hehe, a manor and a dog, and an old man with one eye, he was assassinated inexplicably? What is this called, what is this start? Hey, no, that old man likes to eat raw meat, and that puppy bit a lion to death three days ago, or is it a magic lion! Not to mention that it is not easy to live out of the manor, even in this manor, I am not safe!" Tang Lin was full of fear, and he only felt that the future was bleak.

"It's a non-standard start, you have to rely on yourself for everything, this world can be cultivated, it can be regarded as a hope, but am I suitable for cultivating Dou Qi, or am I suitable for cultivating magic?" Tang Lin began to seriously recall all the information about cultivation in this world.

First of all, the magician that everyone envies, if you want to achieve this profession, you need to have strong mental power, and you must also be able to perceive the magic elements that exist in nature, and then you can absorb the magic elements and turn them into your own magic power, but many people are stuck in the level of spiritual power, so magicians are extremely rare, and the corresponding status is very respected!

After that, there are two paths, one is to become a free mercenary, to explore the world, to obtain wealth, and the other is to become a knight certified by an empire, enter the ranks of quasi-nobles, fight for the empire, gain prestige, and promote to the nobility!

Of course, no matter which direction you choose, the first thing you need is talent, and this world still believes in strength, the stronger the strength, the higher the status, but the problem at the moment is that Tang Lin almost doesn't know how to get started!

"Young master, I still want to ask, about that matter, have you thought about it, only by really entering the manor can you ensure your safety!" Just as Tang Lin was scratching his ears and cheeks, Old Luke's voice came from outside the door again.

Hearing this, Tang Lin's mind suddenly appeared the scene seven days ago, old Luke took him from the remote countryside to the manor, stood in front of the door and told him that only by performing the blood feeding ritual can he be regarded as the true master of the manor!

It's just that when the owner of this body heard the word "blood feeding", his eyes were full of horror, and he shook his head very firmly, and then Luke did not force him, but let him think about it, and then came to ask this question every day.

At this moment, Tang Lin's first instinct was to look for memory information about "blood feeding", but there was nothing related to it in his head.