After being provoked by Chen Jiao, his chauvinism and ambition were stimulated.
" Enter the dungeon, get the rewards, settle the corpse transformation, get this job, become the best, and start a different life…"
Zuo Xiaohan also became decisive.
In the blink of an eye, I made up my mind
He suddenly asked hatefully," Do you still remember what I said to you before?”
"Wait for me here. We'll definitely pass the test.”
"Are you crazy? It's already so late, why…"
Before Chen Jiao could finish her sentence, she saw Zuo Xiaohan limping on one leg and standing on the spot. He looked indescribably funny.
Then, he took out an antique thread-bound book from his pocket.
His entire temperament also changed, becoming decisive and firm.
Countdown: 6 minutes and 3 seconds
[Remark: The alternate space-time tunnel has been opened. Once you enter, time in the real world will stop. Do you want to enter?] Yes/No
"I choose to enter now…"
As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent light screen instantly emerged from the ancient book, forming a rolling vortex in the morgue in front of him.
Soon after, the light screen gradually wrapped Zuo Xiaohan's body and disappeared from the funeral parlor in the western suburbs of Tuanshan City.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt as if someone was speaking in his ear.
"Zuo Xiaohan, you slave, what are you doing here? Hurry up and send the money to the family head."
"Young Master has just passed away, and now the house is in a mess. It wasn't easy for Old Master to invite a passing mage back to exorcise the evil in the Gao family. If you ruin Old Master's plans, I'll whip you to death.”
Zuo Xiaohan shook his head and found that the voice in his ears was getting clearer and clearer.
After a while, she realized that she was standing in a study room with a middle-aged man standing beside her.
The middle-aged man was waving his hand, his mouth open and spitting out saliva impatiently.
"Hurry up and go. Are you crazy or stupid?”
Before Zuo Xiaohan could do anything, he was kicked hard on the butt. The memories in his mind suddenly broke through the dam like a blocked river and completely broke through.
There was also an additional memory that had been forcefully mixed into his body.
"By the way, this is the 7th year of the Republic of China (1919), Kaoshan Town in the suburbs of Sichuan Province. I'm a servant of the Zhou family in Kaoshan Town. Butler Zhou asked me to send the new money to Old Master.”
Zuo Xiaohan was stunned for a moment before he immediately understood his identity and situation.
Taking advantage of the time he had left, he quietly looked around at his surroundings.
He found himself standing in a study.
The floor was paved with a neat layer of green bricks, and the doors and windows were inlaid with bright glass. The tables and chairs in the study were all made of mahogany, making it look noble and imposing.
The middle-aged man who was glaring at him was the butler of the Zhou residence.
Zuo Xiaohan immediately bent down and revealed a flattering smile." Butler, calm down. I'll go now. I promise I won't delay Master's business. I was just distracted just now."”
There was a long corridor between the study and the main hall of the Zhou Manor, separated by two courtyards.
The corridor in the courtyard was covered with white sails.
Occasionally, he would bump into a few servants and maids in the manor, all of whom had their heads lowered and looked as if they were in a hurry.
"Is the Zhou Residence holding a funeral?"
Zuo Xiaohan suddenly remembered the comic book that appeared in the secret art of Mao Mountain. In the second picture, there was a young man's corpse lying in a pit.
The young master of the residence had just passed away. Could that male corpse be him?
Before he could sort out his thoughts, he arrived at the reception hall.
After she stepped in, she saw two middle-aged men sitting on the chairs.
The one on the left had a round hat on his head and a short coat on his body. His face was white and he had little beard, but his eyebrows were tightly locked together. He looked sad and proud, but he lacked a trace of dignity.
According to the new memories in Zuo Xiaohan's mind, he recognized this person's identity at a glance.
It was the current head of the Zhou family, the richest man in Reliance Town, Zhou Donglai.
The person on the right was a Taoist priest.
It was just that this Taoist priest was different from the one Zuo Xiaohan knew in his previous life.
His entire body was curled up in a chair, covered in a travel-worn black robe. He did not look at all free and unworldly like a monk. Instead, he gave off a gloomy and mysterious feeling.
Beside the two of them, there was a servant girl who served tea. She was also a servant in the residence and her name was Xiao Hong.
Zuo Xiaohan only glanced at it and immediately lowered his head.
"Little Han, what took you so long?”
"It's fine, it's fine. As long as you give me enough money and agree to some of my conditions, I'll take care of your son.”
The exchange of questions and answers between the two of them saved Zuo Xiaohan from the pain of a scolding.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and bring the money over!"
Zhou Donglai's face was stern the entire time. He took a moment to glare at Zuo Xiaohan, his eyes red and full of fatigue.
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