In the wooden house, the candlelight flickered. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info panted and looked at the big man who fell to the ground, this person had made it difficult for him in every way in the past two months.

"Didn't you just rely on you to come to the Miscellaneous Servants longer than I did? ”

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he kicked the man's body fiercely, and this kick vented all his grievances in the past two months.

But it should have been this kick that made him, who was already exhausted, fall directly to the ground and fell asleep.

As a time-traveler, he was very unlucky to show his intuition, and since he came to this world, he realized that those time-traveling novels were all deceptive.

What crossed over is either a local tyrant or a lot of younger brothers around him, and look at himself, he has become a homeless man after crossing over. No, street children to be exact.

Without him, he was also a college student before the crossing, and signed a five-year contract with a listed company before he graduated. At the very least, I can live a decent life in the future. But after the crossing, he turned into a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

After wandering for a month, he finally met the immortal cultivator and brought him back to the sect. I originally thought that I would become an immortal from now on, but there is an insurmountable gap between reality and fantasy. This made the sky scolded again and again.

What awaited him behind him was something he couldn't have imagined.

This Danyang Sect is also a big sect, but it is very mean to miscellaneous labor, and there is endless work every day.

For this endless work, Zhang Yang also resigned himself to his fate, so it would not be a problem to eat three meals a day, but he met this big man. This big man lived with him, and when he saw that he was a bully, he tortured him vigorously. ，

He came into this world since he came, and he just wanted to have food for every meal, but he didn't get what he wanted.

When he was wandering, he lived a life where he ate the last meal but didn't eat the next, and after he came to Danyang Sect, he was even more loveless. Whether you can eat or not depends on the mood of the big man.

If the big man is in a good mood, he can occasionally get a little steamed bun dregs, and if the big man is in a bad mood, he simply won't give him food.

The night passed in a hurry, and when Zhang Yang woke up, it was already dawn. Looking at the already cold and stiff corpse beside him, he was very afraid.

"Why did I fall asleep, if I let the law enforcement elders know that I killed someone, then ......" Zhang Yang thought to himself, shaking his head. I regret that I slept yesterday.

"Why did you die again, you dragged him to the back mountain at night and buried him. ”

At the moment when Zhang Yang shook his head, he saw the door of the wooden house open, and the law enforcement elder looked at the big man lying on the ground and said. His words seemed very flat, as if he were talking about something that happened often.

After the law enforcement elder left, Zhang Yang slowly exhaled the turbidity in his heart. I thought to myself, "It's okay, one or two people die every few days in this miscellaneous office." This is also a good thing, if the sect knows that it has killed someone, it doesn't know what to do with itself. ”

Dahan died, Zhang Yang was very happy, and no one grabbed food from him from now on.

The whole day passed like this, and in the evening, Zhang Yang dragged his tired body back to the room. Looking at Wang Meng lying on the ground, he was faintly afraid.

"Forget it, it's not early, I'll bury you in dinner. As he spoke, he took out two steamed buns from his arms and put them on the bed.

"Huh, what is this?" he picked up the big man's body, and he was knocked by something. But seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhang Yang still held back his curiosity.

The back mountain is a mass grave, and all the miscellaneous disciples who died mysteriously are buried here. The legendary mass graves are full of wandering ghosts when night comes.

For a person who has just come to this world, ghosts and ghosts are the most feared.

Of course, if it had been placed in the past, Zhang Yang would not have believed that there were ghosts in this world. But then he was on Earth, but now he is in another world.

It's all crossed, if you don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, isn't it nonsense?

"Wang Meng, although you were killed by me, you must not come to me. I will serve you every day while you are still alive, so you can be buried in peace. ”

At this time, Zhang Yang carried Wang Meng, walked on the winding mountain road, and spoke incoherently.

The bright moon shone high, stretching his figure wirelessly.

When he came to the mass grave, Zhang Yang panted and the big man behind him was still on the ground. "Fortunately, the moon is very round today, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see this mountain road clearly. ”

"The moon is particularly round? Today is the fifteenth? I'm still going in August, isn't it, today is Halloween. ”

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Yang only felt that it was cold all around, and there were a lot of white papers floating in the distance.

At this time, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place at all, but he still planned to let this big man settle down. With that in mind, he began to dig hard.

"I'm going, and it's bleeding? Huh? What is this?" With the help of the moonlight, Zhang Yang saw a little light emanating through the dirt.

"Let's just say, I've finally crossed over, and it should be more or less right to have some benefits. Zhang Yang said, and couldn't wait to dig up the rest of the dirt.

The next moment, a purple sword appeared in front of him. The purple flying sword looked plain, but it looked sharp.

"I don't know which guy ate too much and had nothing to do, so he buried a freshly baked sword here. ”

Seeing that the pit was almost dug, Zhang Yang crawled out of the pit.

At this moment, another cold wind blew, and he shivered. Then he stared blankly at the ground, and at this time, the body of the big man had long since disappeared.

In the distance, white paper danced in the night wind, making a gurgling sound. The moon was obscured by dark clouds at some point, and the whole mass grave looked even more gloomy.

"Hell......"

Zhang Yang shouted, pulled out his legs and ran. However, because he had been squatting in the pit for a long time, he had only taken two steps before he fell to the ground.

didn't have time to think about it, Zhang Yang suddenly rolled and crawled, just to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

I don't know how long he climbed, but when he calmed down, he was already halfway up the mountain.

It was late at night, and he slowly stood up and looked at the mass grave behind him. I found that there was nothing on it, and it turned out that everything was to scare myself.

"Something I forgot about him, let's go back to bed early. ”

No, not to mention that the nerves of this thing are so big, but after he left, the mass grave became a ghost crying wolf for a while. However, now Zhang Yang has returned to the miscellaneous office.

When he returned to the miscellaneous servant's office, he put the already cold steamed bun into his belly and fell asleep.

For cultivation, whenever he felt the aura in the past two months, his whole body would become extremely tingling.

Although it was tingling, he never gave up his cultivation, he didn't want to be in this miscellaneous place all the time, and he didn't want to become a street child this time.