Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 326: The Corpse Man (29)
As a professional walking corpse, what kind of experience is it like to lose your favorite walking corpse?
With a gloomy face that was uglier than a dead person, Zhuang Shu drove to Jing Wang's villa and broke in forcefully.

I hurriedly swept around the villa, but there was no one there.

Without thinking about it, he ran straight to the corridor and walked up the stairs on the right.

He was so fast that he reached the ninth stair almost in the blink of an eye.

The utility room was pitch black, except for a pair of blood jade coffins, a rocking chair, and a box of freshly burned incense, there was nothing.

Zhuang Shu stretched out his right hand, with the palm facing upwards, and pinched a few complicated hand formulas with his fingertips in the void. With a soft sound of "Boom--", a ball of red flame suddenly appeared in his palm!

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the wooden door behind him was slammed shut with a bang.

Zhuang Shu turned sideways slightly, the flames in his palms flickered, and the red light reflected in his eyes also danced along with it.

"Are you looking for me?"

A faint voice without any emotion/color sounded from behind.

Zhuang Shu turned around, "Yes."

Standing in front of him was a Taoist priest wearing a caramel-colored robe.

The Taoist priest looks 24 to [-] years old, as thin as a stick, his cheeks and eye sockets are sunken, and the big Taoist robe hangs empty on his body, which is indescribably inconsistent, just like a person who should wear an XS size mistakenly wears an XL code.

His whole body was as lifeless as someone who had been ill for a long time, and his words were weak, "What's the matter?"

"She's gone." The flame in Zhuang Shu's palm grew higher, "I can't find her."

The Taoist stared straight at Zhuang Shu with protruding eyes, and said in a very depressed tone, "Do I look like the aunt of the neighborhood committee?"

"A few more words, and I will transform you into an aunt."

"..."

The Taoist subconsciously covered his crotch.

He was actually threatened!
Threatened by his own partner!
What's even more frustrating is that he knows that this guy is not joking, this guy will really draw his sword to attack him!

"In a word, are you looking for it or not?" Zhuang Shu obviously had no patience, and frequently took out his mobile phone to make calls, and the cold electronic tone kept invariably reminding the other party that he was not in the service area.

This directly led to his increasingly bad attitude towards Taoist priests.

"I'm a businessman." The Taoist said slowly. "This is not the first time you and I have cooperated. You should know my asking price."

"make a deal."

"Hey, you haven't listened to my offer yet, have you?"

"I told you, it's a deal." Zhuang Shu clenched his hands tightly, the flames in his palms flew high as if in shock, and was finally dragged back into the void by an invisible hand. "As long as you can help me find her and continue to fulfill your obligations according to our agreement, you can take whatever you want."

The figure of the Taoist priest was reduced to ashes the moment the flame went out.

The air was filled with the cloying aroma of over-smoked reanimation.

Perhaps it was a pity that the ethereal voice of the Taoist priest sounded at the last juncture, and was blown by the wind to an unknown distance.

"Is it really worth sacrificing so much for a fate that is doomed to be fruitless?"

Zhuang Shu squinted his eyes, and suddenly grabbed a mirror with his fingers in the void.

"Whether it's worth it or not is up to me."

……

At this moment, Qiao Wei has been trapped in the illusion for a long time.

The real and the unreal are intertwined, and countless sounds drilled into her thoughts at the same time. After you sing, I will appear on the stage, stirring up her brain like a ball of paste.

After a while, there was the sound of wheels rolling.

"Young master, there is a gentleman blocking the road ahead, do you want to drive this person away?"

The maid who was driving the carriage turned her head and asked with a righteous face.

Qiao Wei went up to investigate in person, and said: "This man looks handsome, and he is seriously injured. If he is thrown out of the way rashly, he will inevitably encounter misfortune. Why don't you go and pick him up so that you can have a better life and raise him? There will be a day of good fruit."

The maid's eyelids twitched, "...So, young master, is your good deed linked to 'looking handsome'?"

"Of course." Qiao Wei replied straightforwardly and confidently. "If he has an ugly face, can I have an eye for him?"

After a while, there was the beating of the heart.

"I know what you want."

A bloody heart that was still beating was held under her nose.

"Look, I can give you whatever you want."

A moment later, it becomes the wacky soundtrack of data transfers.

"There was no eternal creation before me."

"I will live forever with heaven and earth."

"The one who enters must sever all hope."

Qiao Wei has been trapped for too long, and she can no longer tell which is reality and which is an illusion.

"Little skull, little skull, wake up!"

Someone held her shoulders and shook her body anxiously.

She was in a trance, her eyes were out of focus, and she was floating in the air.

"Taoist priest!"

In this dark world, there is suddenly a touch of caramel color.

This is the most popular color this year.

Women are born with a keen sense of fashion.

Qiao Wei's instinct was one step ahead of her consciousness, and she turned around slowly.

She saw a very familiar face.

So familiar.

She seems to have seen it somewhere.

where?
Qiao Wei's brain seemed to be stuck in a strong paste, and it couldn't work at all.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest stretched out his hand to her, and put his big palm on her celestial spirit cover.

Qiao Wei's eyes went dark, and she completely lost the ability to resist.

At the end of the memory, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, and she fell into a warm embrace. She smelled the nice scent of the man's body at the tip of her nose, and fell into the abyss of consciousness with confidence.

"Are you really going to do this?" The Taoist turned the gossip plate in his hand and reconfirmed, "You really don't regret it?"

"Taoist priest."

"Ok?"

"Have you lived long?"

Zhuang Shu lowered his head, looked intently at Qiao Wei in his arms, caressed her cheek with his fingers, followed the outline bit by bit, and outlined it carefully.

The Taoist covered his face and said shyly, "What nonsense! I'm only 17 years old this year."

"Oh, it seems that you just look anxious."

"..." The Taoist felt an arrow shot in his knee, and gave up pretending to be tender, "Well, I admit that I am the boss."

Definitely not because of "looking anxious" or something!

Well, definitely not!

"If you wait for someone for 10,000+ years, or even longer, you will understand how I feel." Zhuang Shu pressed a light kiss on Qiao Wei's lips. "For me, there is no regret after saying, only two options are to do or not to do."

The single dog Taoist was abused so much that he turned his face away. "So do you do it, or don't you do it?"

Zhuang Shu smiled.

"Of course."

It was hard to wait until she was an adult.

Not to be missed.

He hugged her tightly, his voice was like a whisper: "Qiao Wei, I really miss you."

　This plane is expected to end tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be a side story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)