In some gloomy pharmacies, a young man with a somewhat pale face sat on the ground, listlessly fanning the already blackened bamboo fan in his hand.

Fang Jin has been in this world for a week, he doesn't know what kind of place this is, originally Fang Jin was just an ordinary employee of an ordinary company in the Chinese Kingdom of Earth, and the company was engaged in the wholesale imitation antique business.

He was ordered to inspect the company's warehouse that day, but he didn't expect that when he first entered the door, he was knocked to the ground by a coffin hanging in mid-air, and when he woke up again, he was already here.

"Damn it! Why does the company's warehouse have a coffin hanging somewhere? ”

Even though a week had passed, Fang Jin still couldn't forget the situation at that time, but through this week, he already knew that the place he was in was very similar to the earth in his previous life, just like a parallel space, but the earth time in his previous life had reached 2017.

And this world is only 1996, and the place where he lives now is Hong Kong, not the mainland, and his current identity is no longer the original Fang Jin, but the apprentice of a modern warlock, although he is also called Fang Jin.

Although he often saw this kind of thing in some online novels in his previous life, he didn't expect that he would become one of them.

Thinking of this, Fang Jin couldn't help but sink into his mind, and after a while, he saw something in his mind, yes, it was the culprit who brought him here, a bronze coffin, the coffin body was carved with dense runes, motionless in his sea of consciousness.

"Alas!"

Sighing, at first, Fang Jin was still a little excited when he knew the bronze ancient coffin in his mind, thinking that it was the same as those protagonists, crossing with a golden finger, but after he tried everything to make the ancient coffin move, or there was any change, he gradually lost interest.

"Ah Jin! Why hasn't the medicine been boiled yet? You rabbit cub, are you lazy again, if you don't beat you for three days, you will have itchy skin, right? ”

A loud shout brought Fang Jin's thinking back to reality.

"No, I'm not lazy, master, I'll be fine right away!"

Hearing the voice, a trace of hideousness flashed on Fang Jin's face, but the next moment he changed back to his cowardly appearance, and then shouted in a low voice.

"Humph! Why didn't the high fever burn you to death that day, I know how to eat all day long, it's useless, okay, don't bring it to me quickly! Ahem! ”

"Got it, master!"

Fang Jin carefully took the medicine pot off the stove, then poured the medicine liquid into a celadon bowl, and walked out with the door of the pharmacy open.

"Don't hurry up! Ahem! ”

Wu Jiu coughed while glaring at Fang Jin fiercely with a dark face.

"Yes, master!"

Fang Jin "cowardly" looked at the middle-aged warlock in front of him who was dressed in a gray coat and had a gloomy face, and timidly walked over with a medicine bowl.

"Idiot! If you can't do a little thing, what's the use of raising you? Why don't you go and clean up the incense hall! ”

Wu Jiuyi took the medicine bowl in his hand and scolded fiercely.

"I know, master!"

Fang Jin lowered his head and replied.

"Humph!!"

Wu Jiu didn't look at Fang Jin, and while drinking the medicine in the bowl, he walked towards the bedroom.

It wasn't until Wu Jiu's figure disappeared that Fang Jin raised his head, but the cowardice on his face had disappeared, and he glanced in the direction of the bedroom with a cruel gaze, and then picked up the rag with an expressionless face and began to clean up.

Wu Jiu is the master of Fang Jin's body, but he is just an apprentice, in fact, he is more of a slave, and he has received it one after another during this period of time, and it can be seen that Wu Jiu can be said to have never treated Fang Jin as a human at all, but only as an animal.

If something doesn't go well, he will be beaten and scolded, and sometimes he can't even eat, and he must often cooperate with him to experiment with some witchcraft that Wu Jiu has studied by himself, which often makes the original body seriously ill, and even almost dies a few times, but Wu Jiu never cares about this, just cares about the poor treatment.

Fortunately, the original body's constitution and luck were good enough to survive all the time, but this good fortune also ended last week.

A new experiment directly tortured the original Fang Jin to death, and then the current Fang Jin crossed over.

Fang Jin didn't know if he was reincarnated or soul fusion, anyway, the memories of the original body would pop up from time to time during the week, and then he felt that his control over his body was getting higher and higher, and his five senses had become more sensitive, and this situation had continued until now.

Today, when Fang Jin got up in the morning, he found that he had completely controlled this body, and all the memories of the original body had been absorbed by him just now.

This shows that the fusion of one has ended, and from now on he is Fang Jin, and Fang Jin is him.

"It's finally recovered!"

Stretching out his hand to feel it, no longer being as cautious as before, the gloomy aura in Fang Jin's heart dissipated a little, but Fang Jin only moved a little, and then changed back to his original appearance again, cleaning up carefully again.

Although Wu Jiu is not as powerful as those warlocks and mages on TV, he should not be underestimated, in the memory of the original body, he has seen that Wu Jiu has subdued powerful ghosts many times, and has also used the curse technique to harm people.

Not to mention anything else, in the basement of the room, there are little ghosts made by Wu Jiu using the corpses of some babies who were not born or died unexpectedly, and every fifteenth day of the new year, Fang Jin must also incense them to appease them.

Therefore, even if Fang Jin's heart was extremely eager to kill Wu Jiu, he still had to endure it before he was sure.

The only pity is that Wu Jiu has never taught the original body a bit of Taoism and witchcraft, so the current Fang Jin is just an ordinary person.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Fang Jin quickly cleaned up the incense hall, and after his body recovered, his hands and feet were much more sensitive, and the work that originally took several hours was now completed in less than two hours.

With the garbage packed, Fang Jin pushed open the door and walked out, the place where he lived was a public building, located in the suburbs of Hong Kong, and the building was also inhabited by some poor old people and the like, these people were very kind, and the other party was not bad, and sometimes the original body would be helped if he didn't have enough to eat.

"Enter the boy! Take out the trash! ”

"Yes, Lieber!"

"Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it, Aunt Six!"

Greeting each other along the way, Fang Jin smiled and integrated himself here.