"Cut it a little bit shorter." Ling Chunan looked at the hair in his glasses that covered his eyebrows, said to the barber brother, and finally smiled at him.
Seeing Ling Chunan's expression in the mirror, the hairdresser took a deep breath, his hand trembled and he almost couldn't hold the scissors, and then he couldn't help but glance at Ling Chunan, seeing his expressionless expression again, He sighed quietly, "Okay."
Although this body is young, the facial features have basically grown. In the past, long hair covered most of the face and could not show it. Now that the hair is cut off, this face is quite impactful to people with normal aesthetics, although Not as good as the peerless beauty face of An Zhiqi in the previous world, but not far behind.
This is also what Ling Chunan was dissatisfied with. The faces of the two worlds were so feminine, it really didn't fit his image.
After a while, 098 replied: "I have checked again, the world level of this mission is indeed intermediate. Host, is there something wrong?" This is not the first time Ling Chunan has raised this question.
"It's nothing." At this time, the hairdresser's final repair has been completed, Ling Chunan stood up, "Thank you, how much?"
"No, no money." The barber hesitantly said, "Then what, can you take a picture for me?"
Ling Chunan glanced at him, "Yes."
"thanks!"
Being good-looking really has an advantage. After leaving the barber shop 098, she is still very happy. The host really has fans wherever she goes.
Back at home, Ling Chunan took out the jade pendant. The jade pendant was a dragon in the front and a strange symbol at the back. It looked like a word, but Ling Chunan was only wide and could not recognize what word it was. The jade pendant does not look very transparent as a whole, it can be said to be very general.
Ling Chunan glanced at the jade pendant, then lowered his head and bit his wrist. This time he bit an artery, and the blood spurted out immediately and drenched on the jade pendant.
"Host, this..." Isn't it just a drop of blood to activate the jade pendant
Before 098's words were finished, the words were held back. This jade pendant is really powerful, so much blood has been sucked in, and nothing has leaked out.
As time passed, the color of the jade pendant became more and more crystal clear, and then it became transparent, and finally became illusory, directly infiltrating Ling Chunan's wrist.
098 At this point, I already know what Ling Chunan wants to do. It really only takes a drop of blood to obtain the inheritance of the jade pendant in the original text, but the jade pendant itself is an extremely powerful magic weapon. Only then can it be completely recognized as the Lord.
In other words, a lot of blood is needed.
At this time, Ling Chunan's originally healthy complexion turned pale, and 098 was a little worried that he might faint at any time.
Ling Chunan wiped the wound on his wrist, and the wound recovered. After the recovery, there was a small pattern on the wound. If you look closely, you will find that it is exactly the same as the symbol on the jade pendant.
"The counterattack value is +10%, the current counterattack value is 30%, please continue to work hard."
The mission went unbelievably well.
Ling Chunan rubbed his head, which almost burst after receiving too much information, locked the bedroom door, turned around and lay on the bed and fell asleep.
I slept until noon the next day.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Little bastard, open the door for Lao Tzu! It's against you, I know you're inside, open the door!"
The sound of Xie Quan kicking the door came from the door, and after listening to his angry scolding, he knew that he was fine.
Ling Chunan was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he sorted out the extra information in his head before slowly getting up.
Xie Quan, who didn't hear anything at this time, had given up the act of kicking the door. He scolded and found his last private house money from under the sofa and walked out the door.
"Host, the original owner's father in the plot should have an accident recently." 098 reminded. However, for this kind of father, it feels that it is better not to forget.
Ling Chunan: "I know."
The inheritance of the jade pendant deserves to be the golden finger of the male protagonist. It does contain the inheritance of a complete system, but it may be because Ling Chunan made it completely recognized at one time. It does not unlock the information bit by bit as in the original text. Instead, it completely untied all the inheritance materials. If it was an ordinary person, under the impact of so much information, I am afraid not stupid or crazy, but Ling Chunan just had a headache.
After opening his eyes, Ling Chunan found that the whole world had changed in his eyes. When he woke up just now, he saw a woman beside his bed.
But after a while she floated out along the door.
"098, help me check the whereabouts of Xie Ziyan's mother." Ling Chunan stared at the direction where the woman disappeared, the door was indeed closed.
098 also followed Ling Chunan's line of sight, but of course he didn't see anything in the end, "Okay, host."
"Host, I found it." 098 said, "Ten years ago, Chen Huanling left silently and seemed to have disappeared suddenly, but the Internet was not developed at that time, and there was no more information."
Ling Chunan nodded and opened the door.
At this moment, there was a commotion from outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door, along with the discussions of the neighbors.
"Is anyone home?"
"Xie Ziyan, something happened to your father!"
"I don't think I'm at home either. I'm afraid I don't know where I went."
"If anyone has such a child on the stall, it's really going to be bloody mildew."
"But this child is actually quite pitiful. He lost his mother at a young age, and the remaining gambler's father is still alive or dead."
…
Just when the discussion was in full swing, the closed door opened from the inside with a click, and Ling Chu said expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"
The people who were still talking a moment ago suddenly fell silent, and after a while, a bearded man asked, "Who are you? Where is Xie Ziyan?"
"Are you Xiaoyan's friend? We are his neighbors. His father had an accident and was sent to the hospital just now."
Ling Chunan nodded, "What hospital?"
"Just the community hospital on East Street."
At this moment, the bearded cell phone rang, he took out the old-fashioned cell phone that he didn't know how many years old and glanced at it, "The hospital's phone." Then he connected, and asked with a loud voice, "How is it? already?"
"what?"
"Okay, I know."
"Host, Xie Quan just fell from the upstairs and hit his head, and now he has died in the hospital." 098 told Ling Chunan about the cause and effect.
At this time, Beard hung up the phone and asked Ling Chunan, "Is Xie Ziyan at home? His father is dead."
Ling Chunan: "I am Xie Ziyan."
Ling Chunan's words caused a thousand waves. Before the neighbors at the door could react to the news of Xie Quan's death, they were shocked again, and their expressions were quite wonderful.
"How is that possible? Isn't Xie Ziyan green hair? How can..." He looks so good-looking
"Children, stop joking, call him out quickly, his father's death is not a trivial matter."
"Yeah, stop teasing us."
"Uncle, I eat more salt than you eat rice. Don't I know what that bastard Xie Ziyan looks like? Call him out quickly."
Maybe because of Xie Ziyan's previous image problem, none of the neighbors around here believed that Ling Chunan was Xie Ziyan.
Ling Chunan was not in a hurry, and showed a ruffian smile to a middle-aged woman who was still holding a sweater needle in her hand, "Aunt Wang, you said when you were young that you wanted to marry Axue to me, what are you thinking about now? Like?"
Aunt Wang replied subconsciously, "You bastard don't want to covet my daughter!" After speaking, she glanced at Ling Chunan suspiciously, "Are you really a kid from the Xie family?"
Ling Chunan retracted his expression, "Well, I cut my hair."
When they came to the hospital, Ling Chunan saw the woman again. She was staring at Xie Quan's body viciously. Seeing Ling Chunan come in, she seemed to be greatly frightened and rushed into the wall next to her.
Ling Chunan just pretended he didn't see her, came to Xie Quan's body, and lifted the white cloth covering him.
Because he fell to his death, Xie Quan had a wound on his head. In addition to the wound he fell on Ling Chunan yesterday, although the doctor has sutured him, it still looks very ferocious, but his expression is still peaceful. , There is no vicious expression, but you can see the handsome appearance when he was young, and his facial features are still three-point similar to Ling Chunan's current appearance.
Just when Ling Chunan was about to cover the white cloth again, 098 suddenly exclaimed: "Ah!"
Ling Chunan: "Shut up."
The sound stopped abruptly.
Just now, Xie Quan's closed eyes suddenly widened, as if he had suddenly come to life, his eyes seemed quite energetic, and it was no wonder that 098 was frightened.
Ling Chunan narrowed his eyes, "098, check if there are soul fluctuations in his body."
"Yes, host." 098 replied, and after a while, it suddenly gave a "Huh" in surprise.
"Go ahead."
"Back to the host, there is no soul fluctuation in Xie's body, and it is more like being looted, and now only a body is left." 098 said, "Host, could it be that the evil spirit appeared earlier?"
The evil spirit is a villain that only appeared in the middle and late stages of the plot. It specially likes to eat human souls. After eating, only an empty shell is left, so it is no wonder that 098 thinks so.
Ling Chunan looked at Xie Quan's body again and shook his head, "It's not like that."
After sending Xie Quan to the crematorium for cremation and burial, Ling Chunan returned to the old-fashioned community, but when he saw him this time, the neighbors were obviously more enthusiastic, and many even invited him to their house for dinner.
Ling Chunan refused one by one, and was about to enter the door when someone suddenly stopped him, "Xiaoyan."
Ling Chunan looked back at several uninvited guests, "Who are you?"