Quick Transmigration: Sword Master's Thousand-Layer Routine

Chapter 1 Goldfinger, but a fool

"Are you sure this is Goldfinger?" Mingying looked at the white-haired man with blank eyes who was sitting across from here, her tone full of suspicion.

The golden finger obtained by others is either an infinite black card or some spatial spiritual spring.

Mingying is different.

Her golden finger is a real person.

An hour ago, she was celebrating her birthday, and just after making a wish and blowing out the candles, there was another person in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the guy who claimed to be Tiandao ran over and said to give her a golden finger.

This cheat is the old Pu Zhan, the paper man in the game.

If Tiandao hadn't explained a lot and used his miraculous ability to convince Mingying, Pu Zhan would have been sent to the police station by now.

Tiandao couldn't understand Mingying's indifferent attitude: "I remember you like this Sword Master Pu Zhan, right? Shouldn't you be happy to see him?"

Hearing Tiandao's question, Mingying's eyes sank: "I don't like him."

What's more, Pu Zhan, who is as unresponsive as a puppet, is really the paper figure he liked?
She is not a fool, she believes everything others say.

Tiandao never expected to hear this answer.

Facing Mingying's skeptical attitude, and this unlucky guy who broke through the dimensional wall to pursue love, it was rare for him to explain.

"I don't need to lie to you, this Pu Zhan only has one heavenly soul to maintain the most basic survival instinct," Tiandao cleared his throat: "The remaining souls were scattered to other worlds in order to find you, and they want him to recover. Need to get his soul back."

"Forget it." Mingying tidied up the cake on the table without even looking at Pu Zhan: "I've never seen this kind of cake and I need help from others, can I return it?"

Tiandao immediately made an excuse: "I have to leave beforehand, if you really have a problem, you can come to me again."

Anyway, the person has already been delivered, and it is impossible for him to get him back.

What's more, this Tianhun is not good at following Mingying's side, completely gone from the state of destruction and violence at the beginning, so there won't be any major problems if he thinks about it.

Tiandao, who made sure to explain everything without missing it, slipped away decisively.

After Tiandao left, the room returned to tranquility, and Mingying finally had time to look at the man sitting on the sofa.

The silver-white hair is neatly arranged, with only a little bit of fine hair protruding from the forehead, and it is particularly capable when paired with the black robe.

The red eyes are very pretty, but it's a pity that there is no expression in them, and the tear mole pendant at the corner of his eyes is so attractive that his beautiful face is tight.

Like a beautiful doll.

The flat paper man suddenly became three-dimensional, and it looked better than she had imagined, but Mingying was in a state of uncertainty.

After clicking on the game, the data belonging to Pu Zhan can no longer be found.

The person in front of her didn't know the truth, and the only data she could be sure of was also missing. Not taking her anger out on the person in front of her was already her greatest patience.

After tidying up the living room, Mingying was about to go to bed when she saw Pu Zhan who had been sitting on the sofa straight up and followed her to the bedroom.

She subconsciously reached out to stop him: "What are you doing with me?"

Pu Zhan didn't speak, just stood there blankly.

Forget it, what do you care about with a fool?
After all, Pu Zhan, who only has the soul of heaven, will only act according to instinct.

Sighing, Mingying ignored him, but when she turned around, Pu Zhan followed.

The stubborn girl spread out the quilt and pillow for him, stuffed the person who had been following him into the bed, and then went back to the room to rest in peace.

In the middle of the night, the thirsty Mingying got up wearing slippers and was planning to go to the living room to find water.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, a mass of white things came into view.

It's Pu Zhan.

He was wearing that white obscene clothes, just curled up into a ball and guarded the door.

There is a strange man guarding the door of the room, and everyone will be afraid.

But seeing Pu Zhan, after a moment of surprise, Ming Ying only thought of one question.

How long has this fool been lying on the cold floor?won't he get sick?

Probably hearing the sound of the door, he slowly opened his eyes.

Mingying was the only figure in the slack red pupils, seeing Mingying avoiding him, he got up and followed her silently.

After drinking the water, seeing Pu Zhan who was like a follower, Mingying could only make a floor for him at the door.

Although she didn't know if he was the real Pu Zhan, she felt sorry for letting someone lie on the ground.

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Mingying woke up the next day and wanted to go out for a stroll after packing up her things. Pu Zhan, a follower, couldn't get rid of her, but she didn't change her mind.

In order to prevent Pu Zhan's outfit from attracting others, Mingying deliberately found loose clothes, a hat and a mask.

As for the red eyes that can't be blocked, I just need to explain that they are colored contact lenses.

The interesting thing is that Pu Zhan obviously put on two layers of clothes, but he still looks tall without feeling bloated at all.

The tall figure gave Mingying a sense of security.

Although he is an idiot who can only follow along, he can still be used as a tool for making backpacks.

And walking in the crowd, he will subconsciously avoid other strangers.

Seeing Pu Zhan avoiding strangers like a snake, Mingying ordered a lot of his favorite snacks out of curiosity, but he didn't expect that he would not resist her feeding.

Originally, I wanted to test the other party, but I didn't expect him to eat everything.

It's just that when you eat something sweet, you will subconsciously turn your head to avoid it.

Ming Ying who was feeding her felt a little less repulsive inexplicably.

It can be seen that Pu Zhan, like her, prefers salty food.

By the time Mingying burped, it was already noon.

The temperature was rising and it was not suitable for shopping, so she decided to go home.

It's just that after shopping for a long time, it's somewhat tiring.

Seeing the chair on the side of the road, Mingying quickly sat down and rubbed her stomach that was still a little full.

In the blink of an eye, Pu Zhan, who had been following behind him, rushed over suddenly, reached out and hugged her into his arms.

When Mingying was in a daze, the sound of a heavy object hitting the flesh suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of the flowerpot falling to the ground and breaking.

Mingying's sight was blocked, and Mingying only felt a tremor in the body holding her.

- It's a falling object.

Realizing what happened, she looked up in horror, and saw the man's dull expression.

The hand holding her didn't use much force, Mingying struggled lightly and broke away from the man's embrace.

She hurriedly looked at the other person's back, and she saw the gray marks under the white shirt and the blood seeping out.

A violent coughing sound jumped out of the man's throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, staining his white fingertips red, but none of them fell on Mingying's white skirt.

But none of these bright ladies noticed.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called an ambulance. When the phone was hung up, she helped Pu Zhan to sit on a chair shaded by a tree.

Hearing his coughing and seeing the bright red blood wet his white shirt, Mingying felt like her heart was falling into the bottomless deep sea.

Besides the real Pu Zhan, who else would protect her like this...

She subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes and squatted halfway in front of him, with panic in her voice that she didn't realize: "Brother Zhan...don't die..."

"sorry Sorry……"

"I shouldn't have come out, Brother Zhan..."

"……It was my fault……"

Crystal tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and were soon wiped away by another calloused hand.

The man who was still silent in both eyes stopped his coughing, and tried his best to spit out such a sentence from his mouth.

"No...don't cry, Ah Ying..."

　Tianhun: Although my daughter-in-law calls me a fool, it doesn't matter, I can definitely attack her!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)