"Where am I?"

Lin Qing's hands covered his head, breaking through the shackles of darkness, and when he opened his closed eyes, he looked at the ceiling above his head blankly and muttered to himself.

The soul was in the dark, as if a moment had passed, and it seemed that thousands of years had passed, and when he came back to his senses, the scene in front of him came into view, and what made Lin Qing feel shocked was that the ceiling above his head was different from his impression, and what he saw when he raised his eyes was a silk curtain. This big bed is the same spacious and luxurious as the Simmons he slept on, and with a slight sniff of his nostrils, he could ask a classical charm, this must be a big bed carved from red pears for many years, this is an antique among antiques, how could he appear here, why did he sleep on an antique bed among antiques?

"I'm here, am I not dead?"

"No, it's not my face. My hands, my face can't be so smooth and white! Could it be that I was reincarnated by mistake after I died, and I was reincarnated as a daughter?" Lin Qing didn't notice the situation around him, and found that he was not dead, touching his smooth and white cheeks, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

Thinking that he might have been reborn by mistake and turned into a daughter, Lin Qing didn't care about anything else, screamed, and then lifted the ferret futon, pulled out his pants and took a look, and found that the little brother under him was still there, and a look of happiness appeared on his face.

"It's okay, it's okay, the little ** is still there, it's a handle, it's not a daughter, I'm still a gentleman. ”

"But it's not right, I'm obviously dead, I was beaten into a hornet's nest by the machine gun of the Dongying people, how can I still be alive, and this hand, this skin, it's like when I was fourteen or fifteen years old, even if I was reincarnated so quickly after death, I woke up like fourteen or fifteen years old. Sitting up, Lin Qing muttered to himself in a daze.

While talking, through the curtain, Lin Qing saw two young girls walking towards the head of the bed, and immediately closed his mouth with some joy. Suddenly appearing in this strange place, he had to get to know better, he wanted to figure out why he was here.

"Ahh

"Young Master...... Master, you're awake!"

"Ah......h

"There are ghosts, corpses!"

"Come on, the young master has deceived the corpse!"

......

Chuncao and Dongmei sent the old man and his wife away, and Dongmei returned to the young master's bed as a routine, lifted the bed curtain, and saw that the young master Ning Qing was sitting upright in front of the bed and looked at him in a daze, and suddenly couldn't help but exclaim.

When the spring grass heard the sound, he saw that Ning Qing was a living ghost scream, and his pale face was full of fear, so to speak, and he rushed out of the door with a crawl.

"I'm not dead yet, I'm a big living person, what the hell are you called!"

The exclamation sound of the super decibel seemed to be able to penetrate the roof, and Lin Qing unconsciously covered his ears and said a little depressed.

As a young archaeologist in the 21st century, Lin Qing has made a name for himself in the field of archaeology at the age of 37. Because in a catacomb, found an emperor's tomb, this emperor's tomb is not the tomb of any emperor known in history, tracing back to the past and the present, this emperor's tomb far exceeds the historical record, has a history of tens of thousands of years, far beyond the historical record of mankind, he never expected to enter the emperor's tomb into the disaster that brought him death.

Lin Qing believes that there is a chaotic and strange power in this world, and the strange events that happened to him, he clearly remembered that he had been shot to death, but how could he still be alive, and he immediately wanted to understand what was going on.

For a while, Lin Qing and Na Dongmei pinched each other with big eyes, you look at me, I look at you.

"Young master, you're really not dead!"

"God forbid! God forbid!"

"Bah, bah, bah...... Look at my crow's mouth, the young master is so dignified, how could he die!" Dongmei is also fourteen or fifteen years old, she is Ning Qing's personal maid, and at this moment, she stared at Lin Qing with big eyes, her smart big eyes were sparkling, and she touched Lin Qing's hand with courage, and found that his hand was hot, and a touching flush appeared on her delicate face, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

I found that there was something wrong with my tone. Thinking that his young master was not dead, and he touched the young master's hand, he was a little embarrassed to spit out his pink little fragrant tongue, which was very tempting.

"Qing'er!"

"My Qing'er, Qing'er is not dead, my Qing'er is not dead......"

Chuncao's exclamation attracted the attention of the Qin clan who had just walked to the outer courtyard, and the middle-aged beautiful woman hurried back to the room with Ning Zhongtian's support, and when she saw Lin Qing and Na Dongmei staring at her with big eyes, she immediately took Lin Qing into her arms, and cried with joy, tears like pearls rolled down from her pretty face as smooth as jade, and hugged Ning Qing is tightly in her arms, for fear that he would fly away.

"Chuncao, what's going on, when did he wake up, young master. Looking at Lin Qing, who was a little muna, dazed, and at a loss, Ning Zhongtian frowned unconsciously, and asked at the spring grass who was probing his brain outside.

"Master Qiqi, we don't know, we just sent you and your wife away, and when we returned to the bed, we saw the young master sitting up straight, and the slave thought it was a corpse, which alarmed the master and Mrs. Chuncao explained in a worried whisper when she heard this. While speaking, he stared at Ning Zhongtian, who was not angry and arrogant, with a fearful face, and saw that his brows were tightly locked, and his heart was hanging in his throat.

"Qing'er, is she talking to me, my name is Lin Qing, Qing'er......" Listening to the concerned call of the middle-aged beautiful woman, Lin Qing kept thinking in his mind.

"Ah...... My head hurts, my head hurts!" Lin Qing remembered his identity, touched the long-term memory in the depths of his mind, and suddenly a large amount of information rushed into Lin Qing's mind, Lin Qing's head was a colic, as if he had been scraped by a knife, and the memories of his previous life also surfaced in his heart, one person, the memory of two lives, Lin Qing screamed in pain, and then the whole person fell into a coma.

"City Lord Ning, Ling Lang has lost his soul, without three souls and seven spirits, his heart is broken, and he naturally can't live. However, Ning City Lord's means are all over the sky, and he actually retrieves Ling Lang's three souls and seven spirits, which is really gratifying, as for Ling Lang's heart, as long as he has a 'Life Creation Pill', he will be able to jump alive when Ling Lang wakes up.

"Ling Lang's soul is lost and recovered, and he is unwell with his body, and he needs to recuperate for a period of time to fit in with his body, and he doesn't need to do intense exercise during this period, otherwise the newly healed heart will crack again, and it will be difficult to recover at that time," the old man with a tuft of goatee, crane hair and childish face, and gave Ning Qing three times in a row, and looked at this young man who had just been sentenced to death with some disbelief that the young man who had just been sentenced to death had miraculously woken up, and then rushed to Ning Zhong Tiandao, who was guarding the side.

"Soul loss, could it be that Qing'er's soul was trapped in a certain place, and he only came back today!" Ning Zhongtian is the city lord of Blackwater City, a strong man in the reincarnation realm, he knows that in addition to cultivating **, people break the acupuncture points around the body, and then cultivate the three souls and seven spirits in the body, that is, the divine soul in the mouth of the immortal family. Once the three souls and seven spirits are separated from the body, this person is really dead, and he suddenly couldn't help muttering to himself.

And at this moment, Ning Zhongtian secretly thought about who was going to take Ning Qing's soul, this was definitely not a means that a monk who had escaped from the rebirth realm could use. It is very likely that he is a master of the transcendent realm. But who can invite a master of the transcendent realm to deal with his Ning family, and also to deal with a little baby who has just entered the congenital realm.

"City Lord Ning, since Ling Lang has taken the Life Creation Pill and his body is no longer in trouble, then the old man will leave. "The Life and Creation Pill is a martial artist's healing elixir, which can give birth to life and death, flesh and bones, and repair damaged heart veins, that is a piece of cake, then Mo Lao probed Ning Qing's body again, and when he saw that his pulse was stable, he couldn't help but get up and say goodbye.

"Ah...... Mo Lao, I'm bothering you, I won't send it if I go slowly!"

Na Ning Zhongtian came back to his senses and smiled at Na Mo Doctor with a look of disgrief. Then he shouted at the subordinates outside the door,

"Someone, send Dr. Mo. ”

Sending Dr. Mo away, Ning Zhongtian began to carefully examine Ning Qing, who was asleep. The son woke up suddenly, and he was relieved. Although he still has two heirs, he is most optimistic about this Ning Qing.

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