Nightwatcher

In the still air, my aunt was the first to react, and screamed: "Nianer!"

The husband and wife worked together to rescue the baby son who had no desire to survive, and the aunt hugged the son's crying pear blossom with rain. The second uncle stood aside, sighing.

Xu Qi'an looked at his cousin whose soul had nowhere to rest, and understood very well.

The three most embarrassing situations for teenagers: being bumped into by their parents on the spot when their left hand and right hand are in slow motion; being heard on the spot when commenting on a female teacher’s big butt; writing YY novels in middle school and being made public. Everything can make people roll in shame.

Physical death failed, but social death met the standard.

I have been trained, no matter how funny I am, I will never laugh at Xu Qian's "Kukuku" beside me.

Xu Lingyue turned her head, cast a resentful glance at her elder brother, and silently accused him of taking pleasure in other's misfortunes. Xu Lingyin wanted to ask her brother for candy, but when she saw this scene, she didn't dare to ask for it.

As expected of a scholar, Xu Nian was quick-witted and quickly thought of a countermeasure. He rolled his eyes and kicked his legs, and passed out.

In the small courtyard belonging to Xu Qi'an, in the wing room, he took off his clothes and soaked himself in the big bathtub. The cold water permeated his pores, making his whole body refreshed.

Refined peak physique, excellent cold resistance.

After getting rid of the crisis of life and death, he was finally able to sink down and think about some philosophical issues about life.

"Why is there no memory of the original owner's death or coma?"

Xu Qi'an clearly remembered how he died, and it was probably due to alcoholism. But the original owner seems to have no memory of this.

As for Xu Qi'an himself, the cause of death was alcoholism, and the reason for the alcoholism was because of his promotion and salary increase.

After resigning from the police station, he chose to start a business. In the second year, he encountered severe beatings from the society. He learned from the pain and started from the grassroots.

Become a diligent social animal.

Xu Qi'an looked up to the sky and went out laughing, invited a few friends to go to the bar to celebrate, after all, the future life is already predictable, he can afford the mortgage, he can afford the bride price, marry a wife and have children, as long as the neighbor next door is not surnamed Wang, then the years will be peaceful .

"Slap!" He slapped the water, splashed it, and said angrily, "I finally got the admission ticket for the middle class, and then I was hit by dimensionality reduction when I turned around. It would be too unruly to be assigned to a feudal society."

"There is still a down payment of 600,000 yuan in the bank card. The most tragic thing in the world is that the person is still there, but the money is gone. No, no, the person is gone, but the money is still there."

"Forget it, let's treat it as an inheritance to my parents. I don't know if the inheritance tax is high or not. Give me another season and I will definitely be the king."

"I haven't seen the national football team not winning the championship in the last season of the attack on the giants. I will die in peace. Forget it."

"Oops, the 120G wife in the computer hard disk has not been deleted"

My parents found out, and I was also socially dead! !

I fell asleep without knowing it, and when I woke up, it was already dark.

His whole body was soaked and turned white, and his fingertips were wrinkled. Xu Qi'an put on clean clothes and tied his hair in front of the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, a young man's face was reflected, with thick black eyebrows and sharp eyes, and the contours of his face were rigid due to years of martial arts training.

"Although it's far inferior to Liang Chaowei's embarrassment in his previous life; his inferiority complex to Gu Tianle; his handsome appearance that shocked the party, but it's okay." Xu Qi'an nodded silently.

And the body is countless times stronger than in the previous life.

At any rate, he is a warrior.

"But it's not necessarily a good thing. I'd rather go back to the serious ancient times. Then everyone would be war scum. Unlike here, where there are too many masters, you may lose your head before you realize it."

In this world, there are not only monster races, but also a variety of cultivation systems. In addition to warriors who are known as non-chieftain systems, there are also warlocks, Confucianists, Buddhists, Taoists, wizards, and Gu masters.

Six hundred years ago, Dafeng established the country, and the first Sitian Supervisor supervised Zhengzheng, and divided the major systems into grades.

Xu Qi'an is the Ninth-Rank Refining Essence Realm of the Non-Chief System; Second Uncle is the Eighth-Rank Peak Qi-Cultivating Realm; Seventh-Rank is the God Refining Realm.

After that, Xu Qi'an will not know.

On the contrary, Xu Qi'an knows a lot about Si Tianjian's warlock system.

Because Si Tianjian is a practice system that belongs exclusively to the Dafeng Dynasty, and it is extremely high-profile. Among them, the inventions and creations of sixth-grade alchemists have been integrated into thousands of households.

Warlock system: Ninth-rank Physician, Eighth-rank Qi Wang Master, Seventh-rank Feng Shui Master, and Sixth-rank Alchemist.

In the future, Xu Qi'an didn't know what it was.

Xu Qi'an, who lived in the capital since he was a child, knows very little about other systems.

At this time, a girl in a green skirt came in at the gate of the courtyard, she was my aunt's personal maid, and her name was Lu'e.

"Da Lang, the master called you over to have dinner." Lu'e's eyes and brows were filled with joy, but her eyes were exhausted and haggard.

She was sold into Xu's family when she was ten years old to serve her aunt. After the disaster of Xu's family, the servants were dismissed, and she was worried about her future livelihood.

Unexpectedly, it was only five days before the Xu family turned around. According to the eldest lady, all of this was due to Da Lang.

The 18-year-old delicate maidservant seemed a little shy and timid in front of Xu Qi'an.

"Well, don't call me Da Lang." Xu Qi'an was extremely awkward.

"But Da Lang is Da Lang." Lu'e wondered.

...Forget it, my surname is not Wu anyway.

The two left the small courtyard side by side and entered the Xu Mansion. Lu'e hesitated and said, "Just now, the master and the wife were arguing."

"What's going on?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"It seems that the madam must know how the tax and bank case was subcontracted and who did it. The master can't answer, and there will be a quarrel every time." Lu'e whispered: "Da Lang knows."

On the way back, Xu Qi'an told the second uncle that the tax money was not robbed, but was dropped.

My aunt didn't say anything at the time, but she kept it in her heart.

Inner Hall!

As soon as Xu Qi'an stepped onto the threshold, she heard the sound of crying, the sound of Xu Ling's voice as loud as Douding, raising her two small arms behind her, leaning her body forward, holding her head up, and attacking her mother with piercing sound waves.

The second uncle drank the wine calmly, Xu Lingyue bowed her head to eat, and Xu New Year hadn't recovered from the blow of the collapse of the building, so she ate and let go in silence.

Auntie put her hand on her forehead and looked like she was having a headache. When she saw Lv'e coming, she immediately said, "Take it away, take it away!"

Xu Qi'an glanced at the crying younger sister, and said with a pleasant expression, "What's wrong?"

"My mother lied to me. My mother said that if I can go home, I will take me to Guiyue Tower." Xiao Douding cried loudly: "Daddy just said about Guiyue Tower."

Guiyue Tower is the top restaurant in Kyoto, where dignitaries and dignitaries come in and out, and civilians and wealthy businessmen are not entertained.

As a stupid child who can't remember the names of his older brothers and sisters, he can remember Guiyuelou mainly because he once ate there.

It can be seen that this child is not stupid, but the talent is used in the wrong place.

Old Xu, you can do it, knowing that the disaster is coming, and even the daughter is treated as a tool. Xu Qi'an glanced at Second Uncle Xu, who was drinking with an old god, and Aunt, who had a headache but was helpless.

Little Douding is my aunt's lifeline.

"It was just a joke at the time, and it's all like that," the aunt sighed.

"Children lie, but my aunt doesn't keep her word." Xu Qi'an instinctively pissed her off, making the beautiful woman's chest rise and fall with anger.

"Brother, take me there!" Seeing Xu Qi'an's benevolent eyes, and actually speaking for himself, Xiao Douding happily ran to Xu Qi'an's feet, grabbed his pants and climbed up.

Guiyue Tower, one tael of silver per capita Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: "Lv'e, take it away!"

Little Douding was taken down.

The aunt kicked her husband, and secretly nudged Xu Qi'an with the corner of her mouth.

Uncle Xu felt a little ashamed, and looked at his son who had always been very curious. Unfortunately, Xu Xinian died socially, and the dead could not speak, but could only eat.

The taste of the food was mediocre, mainly because there was no broth. After all, everyone had just returned home, and Xu Qi'an ate like chewing wax. He stared at Qingli's sister angrily: "Lingyue, why are you peeping all the time?"

It's three o'clock today