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Chapter 1 Traversal Support(1/2)

The warm morning sun shone into the room, causing Wu Ming to squint his eyes.

"Ah Ya..."

He half-sitted up from the bed, stretched his waist comfortably, looking at the fine spots in the room, the tiny particles of dust in the air, especially the antique furniture, the delicately carved red sandalwood bed where he was, and the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water and needlework, suddenly shook his head.

"It must be dreaming!"

This was Wu Ming's first reaction, and his second reaction was: "This ancient dream is so real..."

While thinking, he pinched his face and tried to identify the text of landscape paintings on the surrounding walls. His face suddenly changed and his right hand hung unconsciously.

"ah!"

A low cry of pain came from beside him, and the other side of the mandarin duck embroidered pillow showed a cloudy hair, with beautiful black and beautiful long hair, which was even more unique to the girl's body fragrance.

The brocade quilt swayed, revealing a pretty melon-shaped face. The tears on it were not dry, and it even felt innocent.

Wu Ming had a cold sweat, a big sweat, a waterfall sweat...

An extremely bad premonition immediately attacked Wu Ming's whole body. After a moment, he lowered his head and thought for a while, stood up calmly, got out of bed, put on the trousers and blue shirts scattered on the ground one by one, and then tidied his hair towards the bronze mirror in front of him. After seeing a young man who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen, he maintained a cold look and strode out of the door.

From beginning to end, the girl on the bed ignored Wu Ming's every move, with a expressionless face and a pool of stagnant water in her eyes, like a walking corpse.

She didn't see Wu Ming's indifference after he walked out of the room, and the scene of running away like a flying person could no longer be maintained.

"It's not a dream!"

Wu Ming was dressed in disheveled all the way, traveling back and forth in the huge yard, and saw the maids in ancient costumes. The servants saluted him and called him Young Master Ming. The shock in his heart was really complicated and unspeakable.

"It's really ancient...has I traveled through time?"

As a novel in his previous life who has read countless liberal arts dogs, Wu Ming is definitely familiar with this scene.

However, novels are novels, when they really happen to people, who can stay calm as soon as possible?

"Master Ming? What's wrong? But that little lady Yun was not satisfied with serving last night?"

A pleading voice came. Wu Ming looked at him and saw a middle-aged fat man bowing to greet him with a flattering smile. His fat face was full of flattery and his clothes were a height higher than that of a servant, and he seemed to be a person like a housekeeper.

‘This is a standard dog-legged!’

Wu Ming gave a definition in his heart. Looking at this person, a sense of familiarity suddenly surged in his mind, and he blurted out: "Butler Wu!"

"The little one is here!"

The chubby Butler Wu instantly straightened his waist and looked like a loyal dog: "What are the instructions for Young Master Ming?"

He ignored Young Master Ming's disheveled clothes.

Who doesn’t know? Young Master Ming is the young lady’s heart. She has always been spoiled. She has done so many unique things and has not worn them well. What is it? Young Master Ming has done a lot of things that are more shocking than this?

Seeing Wu Ming's distracted look, he immediately guessed that the little girl had not served her well last night, so she felt a little scheming.

"Appointment?"

Wu Ming calmed down.

First of all, he can be sure that he has traveled through time!!!

Not only did I travel through time, but I even faced with my body that was not my original self! Although I am much younger, I am definitely not as handsome as I was before I travel through time!

Of course, whether it is handsome or not is the first to be handsome or not. If they are found out that their young master has been dropped, the consequences may be...

In an instant, Wu Ming automatically restored the ancient methods of splashing dog blood, sprinkling gold oil, and soaking mortal pits, and his legs trembled a little.

‘Anyway, you should conceal it first, and you must not let others find out that something is wrong!’

With this idea in mind, Wu Ming said a common nonsense throughout the ages: "I'm hungry!"

This is not a lie. I don’t know how many times I did this body last night, but now I am already hungry.

"Oh! It's a small negligence! It's a small damn!"

Butler Wu slapped himself and smiled apologized: "Young Master Ming got up late today. The servant forgot to prepare breakfast. He should really beat him! He should beat him!"

In fact, even if the sun rises again, such wealthy families still have hot breakfast food. As soon as Wu Ming goes out, the maid who serves them is waiting for the food.

But Wu Ming was disobedient and walked around in the yard. Who dared to stop him?

But since ancient times, there are only the faults of the servants, and the wrongs of the masters? Therefore, the dog-legged butler Wu conscientiously attributed all the mistakes to his subordinates: "The young man will prepare immediately...why would you go upstairs to Lingfeng Tower? The young master likes to have dinner there most on weekdays..."

"Very good, that's where!"

Where can Wu Ming recognize the road now? But at this moment, his mind was dizzy, and some fragmented memories emerged, blending with himself, as if he had re-experiencing another life from another perspective.

Wu Ming, who was eager to find a place to digest his memory, naturally agreed immediately.

...

After a moment.

Wu Ming sat upright on the top floor of Lingfeng Tower, looking straight at the breakfast in front of him.

The main meal was crab roe buns. The chef of the Wu family obviously showed off his proud skills. The bun skin was crystal clear, and the bright crab roe was vaguely seen, as exquisite as a work of art.

There are also several plates of exquisite side dishes that are fragrant and seductive.

Even the soup drinks of the sausage are a white sauce like rice dew, with a sour and sweet taste, which is quite appetizing.

In general, even if Wu Ming wanted to have breakfast of this level in his previous life, his wallet would have to be bleeding properly.

But Wu Ming's face was dull and suddenly picked up a crab roe bag.

Huh!

When the cold wind blew, Wu Ming suddenly felt a messy urge in the wind.

The broken building leaked from all sides. After a few blows, not only did I feel cold on my body, but more importantly, did all the dishes get cold?!!!

“Go to the stove!”

The dog legs were prepared and presented the copper stove with charcoal fire, which finally saved Wu Ming's taste buds.

Otherwise, no matter what delicacies are, unless you have a special cold dish, you will have a big discount if the taste is cooled down.

"Very good, you go down first, I want to be quiet!"

After barely eating and drinking, Wu Ming waved his hand.

But Butler Wu took his maid to clean up the cups and plates, bowed and then stepped back, and almost no sound was heard when he walked.

The rules in this big family are really strict.

Wu Ming sat upright, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was thinking, and suddenly he stood up again and looked up at the railing.

As far as you can see, there are all the houses, and there are tall and thick walls connected outside, forming a small dock.

The Lingfeng Tower where you are located should be the lookout tower of this small fortress.

Looking around, the fields outside the fort are connected, and farmers and oxen are working hard. From time to time, blue smoke rises in the fort. Many servants, maids, and dependants are moving in an orderly manner like workers in an ant nest.

From Wu Ming's perspective, you can only see black heads, which are as vivid and interesting as ants.

At this time, Wu Ming's sleeves were floating, but he also had a bit of feathering and ascending to the immortals.

Wu Ming also knew why the physical body liked here before, just to show off and enjoy the feeling of being high and looking down at sentient beings like a god.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help but give a middle finger to someone who no longer exists.

"As it really...is it already a different world?"

After a long time, Wu Ming withdrew his gaze, sorted out the memories he had digested, and sighed again.

This place is not in the past life or in the ancient times!

Although his predecessor was a playboy, Wu Ming only extracted a few words from his mind and knew that this was a vast and mysterious world!

Coincidentally, this body was also called Wu Ming before, and he lived with a sister who loved him very much. Apart from a few distant relatives and clans, he was the only heir in this huge family business! It has not yet attracted the covetousness of any outsiders, which is really an incredible thing.

In my memory, all this seems to have a lot to do with his sister who was gifted since childhood and was admitted to the Taoist sect for further study.

For some reason, although the sister was very spoiled by Wu Ming, Wu Ming recalled the memories of her with a faint fear.

"Oh... Fortunately, she was in the Taoist temple at this time, so she would not be exposed as soon as possible. The rest are servants, and she dares to question whether I, the master?"

Wu Ming, who was brave, went downstairs behind his hands and saw Butler Wu and others aside.

"What's up?"

"That...Yun Xiaoniang in the young master's room..."

Butler Wu looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"She..."

Wu Ming rubbed his temples and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

In my memory, Wu Ming was a local domineering person and did something that was very harmful to the world.

And that Yun Xiaoniang was just snatched by his predecessor last night, and it seemed that she had a childhood sweetheart.

It is not entirely accurate to say that it was stolen. After all, after Yun Xiaoniang's parents took Wu Ming's gold and silver, they happily sent their daughter in, and didn't care about status or something.

‘I won’t take the blame for ex!’
To be continued...
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