Chapter 1: Crossing (new book for support, for recommendation! Seeking collection!)

In the morning, the sun was shining into the room, and Wu Ming’s eyes narrowed.
"A debt..."
He got up halfway from the bed and stretched out a lazy waist, looking at the tiny spots in the bucket, as well as the tiny particles floating in the air, especially the antique furniture, as well as the carved sandalwood bed where he was. As well as embroidered enamel water, needlework and brocade brocade, suddenly shook his head.
"It must be a dream!"
This is Wu Ming’s first reaction, and immediately his second reaction is:
This ancient dream is so real...

While thinking about it, he licked his face and tried to identify the words on the surrounding landscape paintings. His face suddenly changed and his right hand hanged unconsciously.
"what!"
Next to a low-sounding pain, the other side of the embroidered pillow reveals a beautiful long hair with a cloud, a black and beautiful beauty, and a girl's unique body fragrance.
Jin was swayed, revealing a delicate face of melon seeds, and the tear marks on it were not dry, but also with innocent meaning.
Wu Mingyi’s cold sweat, sweat, waterfall sweat...
An extremely unpredictable hunch, suddenly attacked Wu Ming's body. After a moment, he looked down and thought about it. He calmly got up, got out of bed, trousers scattered on the ground, and the green shirts were put on in turn, and they were facing the copper in front of them. Mirrored the hair, and after seeing a teenager's face that seemed to be only fifteen or sixty-seven, he maintained the indifference and strode out of the door.
From beginning to end, the girls on the bed were indifferent to Wu Ming’s every move, with no expression on her face, and her eyes were a pool of stagnant water, as if walking dead.
Because she was lying on her back, she did not see it. After Wu Ming walked out of the door, the indifference on her face could no longer be maintained, and she fled in general.
"It's not a dream!"
Wu Ming all the way, the clothes are not complete, and they sway back and forth in the huge yard. They also see the shackles of the costumes and the servants who are doing their best to salute themselves. The mouth is called the young master, and the shock in my heart is complicated.
"Really ancient... Did I cross?"
As a past novel, I have seen countless liberal arts dogs, and Wu Ming is absolutely no stranger to this scene.
However, when the novel belongs to the novel, who can stay calm for the first time when it happens to people?
"Ming Shaoye? What happened? But the Yunxiao Niang was dissatisfied with the service last night?"
The sound of the pleasing sound came, Wu Ming looked at the eyes, and saw a middle-aged fat man smirked and said hello. The big face of fat oil was full of feminine color, wearing a height higher than the servant, like a housekeeper. .
‘This is a standard dog leg! ’
Wu Ming gave a definition to her heart. Looking at this person, there was a sense of familiarity in her mind. She blurted out: "Wu Guanjia!"
"Small!"
The chubby Wu Guanjia instantly straightened his waist, a pair of daring loyal dogs: "What is the command of the young master?"
For the young master's clothing is not uniform, but it is not seen.
Who doesn't know? The young master of the Ming Dynasty is the heart of Missy’s heart. It has always been spoiled. The maverick has done much more. The dress is not worn well, what is it? More than this, the Ming Master did not do a lot of things?
At this time, see Wu Ming, a deputy soul is not guarding, and suddenly guessed that the little girl who had not waited last night, there is some care in her heart.
"Command?"
Wu Ming set the god.
He can first be sure that he has crossed! ! !
Not only has it crossed, but even the body that is standing is not the original one! Although younger, there is absolutely no handsome before crossing!
Of course, this time, handsome and handsome, no matter if they are found that their young masters have been dropped, I am afraid...
In the instant of Wu Ming, the brain was filled with the blood of the dog, the golden oil, the dipping pit and other ancient methods to deal with the cult demon, and the legs were a little trembling.
‘In any case, the past is concealed, and absolutely cannot be found by others! ’
Holding this thought, Wu Ming said a nonsense common to the past: "I am hungry!"
This is not a lie. This body did not know how many times it was done last night. It is already hungry now.
"Oh! It's a small negligence! Little damn!"
Wu Guanjia took a mouth of himself and lost his smile: "Today, the young master is late, and the next person forgets to prepare breakfast, really should fight! It should be!"
In fact, this kind of big family, even if the sun rises again, there is a hot early food to enjoy, Wu Mingyi goes out, waiting for the waiter to wait for the food.
However, Wu Ming's soul is not guarding, and the courtyard is chaotic. Which one dares to stop him?
It’s just that since ancient times, there was only the fault of the next person. Is there a master’s fault? Therefore, the dog's leg Wu Guanjia is very diligent in assigning the mistakes to the subordinates: "Small to go to prepare immediately... Why not go to Lingfeng upstairs? The younger favorite is to eat there..."
"Good, it is there!"
Where does Wu Ming still recognize the road? However, at this time, his mind was faint and rising, and some piecemeal memories emerged and merged with himself. It seems that he has re-experienced another life in another perspective.
Anxious to find a place, Wu Ming, who digested the memory, naturally agreed.
......
After a while.
Wu Ming sat on the top floor of the Lingfeng Building and looked straight at the breakfast in front of him.
The dinner was a crab yellow buns, and the chef of the Wu family clearly took out the smug craftsmanship. The bun was crystal clear and faintly visible, and the bright crab yellow was faintly visible.
There are also a few dishes of delicate dishes, which are fragrant and scented.
Even the soup of Sauce is a kind of white juice like rice, with a sweet and sour taste, quite appetizing.
In general, even if Wu Ming’s past life, if you want to eat this level of breakfast, the wallet must be well out of the blood.
It’s just that Wu Ming’s face is faint, and suddenly a crab yellow bag is picked up.
Huh!
When the cold wind blew, Wu Ming suddenly had a messy impulse in the wind.
This broken building leaked on all sides, a few blows, not only the body is cold, but more importantly, what dishes are cold or not! ! !
"Upper stove!"
The dog's legs were prepared, and the copper stove burning with charcoal fire was presented, which finally saved Wu Ming's taste buds.
Otherwise, no matter what kind of food, unless the special cold dishes, the taste will be greatly reduced.
"Good, you go down first, I want to be quiet!"
After barely eating and drinking, Wu Ming waved.
Wu Guanjia was carrying a shackle, cleaned up the cup and saucer, and took a slap in the face. Only when the cat leaned back, almost no sound was heard.
The rules in this big family are really strict.
Wu Ming Duan sat, his eyes closed slightly, like meditation, suddenly got up again, looking at the fence.
As soon as it was in sight, the building was continuous, and the outside was surrounded by tall and thick walls, which formed a small dock.
And the Lingfeng Building where you are located should be the watchtower of this small dump.
Looking at it, at this time, the docks outside the docks are connected, the farmer and the cattle are working hard, and the blue smoke rising from time to time in the fort, many servants, prostitutes, and dependent people, but it is like worker ants in the nest. , act in an orderly manner.
Looking at Wu Ming's point of view, you can only see a black head, really as vivid as an ant.
At this time, Wu Ming's big sleeves fluttered, but they also had a bit of feathering.
The reason why the body was liked here before is that Wu Ming is also clear, just to force the force, enjoy the high above, like the spirit of looking down on the sentient beings.
Thinking of this, Wu Ming is not allowed to erect a to someone who does not already exist.
"Sure enough... is it different world?"
After a long time, Wu Ming took back his eyes and sorted out the memories that were digested, and sighed again.
This place is not a past life, nor is it ancient!
Although the predecessor was a jealousy, Wu Ming only extracted a few words from his mind, and he knew that this is a vast and innocent world with mysterious power!
Coincidentally, this body was also called Wu Ming before, and with a sister who loves him very much, except for a few distant relatives, this big family business, actually only he is a heir! It has not caused any embarrassment from outsiders, which is really an incredible thing.
In memory, all of this seems to have a lot to do with his childhood talent, and he has a lot to do with the sister who graduated from the Taoist school.
I don't know why, although the sister is very fond of Wu Ming, Wu Ming recalls her memory, but with faint fear.
"Oh... fortunately, she was immersed in the Taoist hospital at this time, so that she would not be exposed for the first time. Others are the next person. I dare to question my master?"
Wu Ming, a daring and strong man, took the hand downstairs and saw Wu Guanjia waiting aside.
"what's up?"
"That... Yun Xiaoniang in the young master's room..."
Wu Guanjia has a pair of words and stops.
"She..."
Wu Ming licked his temple, and he was not depressed.
In memory, this Wu Ming is a local tyrant, and it is a matter of doing something that hurts the world.
And that Yun Xiao Niang, his predecessor had just been robbed last night, it seems that there is still a childhood.
It is not completely accurate to say that it is robbed. After all, Yun’s mother-in-law’s collection of Wu Ming’s gold and silver is quite joyful to send her daughter to the door, not to mention the name.
‘I’m not a former chef! ’
Wu Ming’s forehead emerged from the black line and picked up the tone in memory:
The little girl? The man was very compassionate, sent her back, and then sent some money to the things, let her marry that Lin Qi!

"Uh?"
Wu Guanjia’s face is wrong:
You didn’t send people to Ming’s young master, would you want to kill Lin Qi alive?

"Oh... I’m going to chase the old sixth, let him hurry back!

Wu Ming patted his head and remembered too much. He almost forgot all about it.
This ghost-handed sixth is naturally the nursing home of the Wu family. It is a lot of bad things for the original Wu Ming. It’s a joke to have hundreds of souls, but the ten lives are indispensable...
"Report!"
At this time, a strong man was running fast, and his face was astonished: "Ming Master, not good, Ghost Hand Six was killed by Lynch!"
"What happened? Is this person not the legendary waste wood? How to beat the oldest six" Wu Guanjia's brow wrinkled.
But Wu Ming is a big bang, as if a lightning bolt has passed, there is a bad premonition:
"Did I wear a villain in a predecessor novel that specifically bullies the male tyrant and gives the male lead the experience? Scorpio! This script is wrong!"