Chapter 007 Don't Think Wrongly

Hei Xia Zi looked at Zhang Qiling, and the latter looked back at him. In the brief few seconds when their eyes met, Hei Xia Zi got the answer he wanted from the mute's eyes.

No wonder the mute suddenly took the initiative to bring Sang Mo along. It turned out that it was because of his heart.

It’s really interesting, how can they hear what this person is thinking?

Besides, when did he shoot a bullet into the man's forehead with his gun?

Why doesn't he remember?

Hei Xia Zi was a little confused, but he also knew that now was not the time to talk.

He took the last puff of his cigarette, threw away the butt and put it out with his foot, then followed the mute in a nonchalant manner, his eyes from under his sunglasses occasionally checking Sang Mo's back.

It seemed that he was really asleep. I walked for a long time, but I didn't hear the voice of my heart anymore.

【drop! The fusion of the strange way is completed! 】

Hei Xiazi paused, "?"

Zhang Qiling kept walking, but he was wondering what this strange trick was.

In a seven-star Lu Palace, Sang Mo obtained four rewards: Qilin bloodline, Hair Hill Finger, detailed explanation of the mechanism, fighting encyclopedia, and cunning way.

The first four rewards alone are enough for Sang Mo to roam in many large tombs, and he should be able to come and go freely even in the imperial tombs.

However, Sang Mo, who has such strength and such a system, has no interest in any trivial matters.

It seems that the more you gain, the more you lose.

[Tongzi, you didn't have this cunning ability in the past. Why, are you trying to stimulate me with rewards now? 】

[Host, the plot of each event you experience is different, so the rewards you receive are naturally different as well. 】

[Hehe, why does Zhang Qiling also have Qilin bloodline? Can you tell me what the difference is? 】

[This is the character's trait. He has the blood of Qilin. However, the host gave up this time. If the host makes his own choice, there are actually other bloodlines. 】

[For example, Wu Xie's Nine-tailed Fox bloodline, Hei Xia Zi's Azure Dragon bloodline, Xie Yu Chen's Vermillion Bird bloodline, and Fatty Wang's Black Tortoise bloodline. 】

[In fact, Tongzi hopes that the host can choose to obtain the bloodline of Suzaku....]

[Oh, rubbish.] 】

It's just a simple word, but it's so rubbish that it makes you sick!

How many people want the power of blood, want an immortal body, these long-desired but unattainable existences are truly worthless to Sang Mo.

Hei Xia Zi had a better understanding of Sang Mo. This man seemed to be arrogant and had no goals or motivation?

[Host, this system is now transmitting your identity background this time, please remember to check it. 】

Um? What is the identity background this time?

Could it be that this happened more than once before?

Hei Xia Zi was lost in thought when he heard Sang Mo's inner voice:

[Sang Mo, male, Han nationality, 24 years old, height 179, weight 66kg? 】

[Tongzi, you actually managed to prepare everything so completely for me this time? 】

[After all, this is the last time. Even if the final mission fails, host, you must die with dignity. 】

[Beijing native, parents died in a plane crash, family is very wealthy...]

[Ha, your parents offered sacrifices to the gods, and their magical powers are boundless, so your orphan status is easier to operate legally. You are worthy of it, Tongzi. 】

[Host, thank you~]

[I'm not praising you, I'm being sarcastic, but you're just a system and you don't understand sarcasm. 】

【......】

Zhang Qiling, "......"

Black blind man, "......"

[So why would a rich second-generation whose parents died in a plane crash suddenly lie in a bloody coffin? 】

[The identity information you made is useless. It only provides a legal identity. I guess Wu Sansheng will get my information tonight and then make some cunning moves against me from a distance. 】

[It doesn’t matter, but that bastard must die! 】

[The second time he asked some hooligans to tease me and insult my innocence. Damn it, didn’t he know that I was dressed as a woman? If I were really a girl, my innocence would be ruined! 】

[I will buy a plane ticket tonight and fly to Hangzhou to assassinate Wu Sanxing, and by the way, assassinate Wu Erbai! 】

[Host, don't commit suicide. The punishment is five times more painful! 】

[Damn it, we’re all going to die, who cares!] 】

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips. It seemed that the second time Sang Mo chose Wu Xie, and even dressed as a woman to approach Wu Xie?

But is it so easy to approach the Wu family, who has been the only heir for three generations in the Old Nine Gates?

Wu Erbai and Wu Sanxing will definitely take action. Seeing how resentful and murderous Sang Mo is, it must be more than just a hooligan's teasing.

Although Hei Xia Zi doesn't know as much as Zhang Qiling for the time being, it doesn't stop him from making guesses.

I thought that this man had a grudge against the second and third masters of the Wu family. The child was still young, and he went to die so recklessly. It seemed that he had no idea of ​​his own strength.

Not to mention Wu Sanxing, just Wu Erbai, a man who is well-connected in both the black and white worlds, if you offend him, you will definitely die.

Could it be that this person had approached him so recklessly before, and then he became suspicious, so he shot a bullet into the person's forehead?

If this is true, then this person's death was a bit unfair, but...it's not a pity.

But because it was just his inner thoughts that he eavesdropped on, he remained silent like a mute.

They drove down the mountain and arrived at the road next to the village. Hei Xia Zi unlocked the car and opened the back door. Zhang Qiling put Sang Mo on the back seat and adjusted his sitting position to make sure he would not fall.

Hei Xia Zi secretly sighed, it is really rare to see a mute taking care of people.

Zhang Qiling closed the car door, walked around to the other side, opened the door, and got in.

Hei Xiazi got into the cab and started the engine while asking, "We are still some distance from the town. Can we survive if we are hungry?"

"If you can't stand the hunger, let's eat something at the village guesthouse before leaving."

Zhang Qiling looked at Sang Mo who was still dozing with his eyes closed. From the time they met until now, Sang Mo had not eaten anything or drunk any water.

But Sang Mo didn't know that they could hear his thoughts and even the system's voice. They would probably think that he was seriously injured, and a seriously injured person couldn't easily move or eat.

Zhang Qiling was a bit troubled, he could only ask: "Are you okay?"

[Don’t ask, the answer is that you won’t die.] 】

But what Sang Mo said was, "Very good, stay quiet, don't ask, don't care, and don't send me to the hospital."

[This little injury is nothing.] 】

He let out a breath of frustration, adjusted his sitting position in a few seconds and curled up in the seat.

The 179-cm-tall young man curled himself up into a ball, buried his head between his knees, and hugged his calves with his arms. This posture looked uncomfortable no matter how you looked at it.

What's more, this posture is not conducive to blood circulation, and your legs and feet will become numb after a long time.

Zhang Qiling stretched out his hands to pry them apart, and forcefully made Sang Mo lie down with his head resting on his legs, "Sleep."

Sang Mo, "?"

Sang Mo, "......"

[Once upon a time there was a man called Brother Da Zhang. He was talkative, nosy and had bad intentions, so people nicknamed him Dumb Zhang. 】

"puff--"

"Ahem, sorry, I'm a blind man with deviant thoughts. When I heard the word sleep, I couldn't help but think of something wrong."

Zhang Qiling, "......"

Blind man, do you want to hear your lame excuse?

[When two men sleep together, there is bound to be some unexpected consequences. 】

[Well, how about I support a handsome man with eight-pack abs before I die? Anyway, he has the happy fingers of a rich woman and plenty of money. After I die, no one will spend the money. 】

Hei Xia Zi's eyes lit up. No one would spend the money after he died, so all the money could be given to him!

He will definitely help spend it all!

Zhang Qiling in the back seat felt a little tired. He whispered, "Don't think wrongly."

Sang Mo, "?"

[It seems that everyone is very ill!] 】