Overgod Ascension

In the early morning and sunshine, Wu Ming squinted his eyes.

“Arrow...”

He sat up half way from the bed, comfortably stretching out a lazy waist, staring at the finely shattered spots in the bucket room, as well as the tiny particles of dust floating in the air, especially the ancient furniture, the finely carved sandalwood bed where he was, and the face of the brocade embroidered with the Faithful Drama, the needlewires, and suddenly shook his head.

“Must be dreaming! ”

This is Wu Ming's first reaction, which is his second reaction: “This ancient dream is real...”

As he thought about it, he strangled his face and tried to recognize the text of the mountain painting on the surrounding wall. His face suddenly changed and his right hand drowned unconsciously.

“Ah!”

A low painful cry came from the side, on the other side of the Yuanyang embroidered pillow, revealing a cloudy, beautiful, long hair with the characteristic body fragrance of a young girl.

Jin was shrugged to reveal a clear melon face, with tear marks still dry, and more innocent intentions.

Wu Ming instantly sweats cold, sweat, waterfall sweat...

A very bad feeling hit Wu Ming all over his body. After a moment, he lowered his head and thought. He got up calmly, got out of bed, put on his trousers scattered across the floor, put on his blue shirt in turn, and straightened his hair against the copper mirror in front of him. After seeing a teenager's face that seemed to be only fifteen or sixty-seven, he maintained his indifferent color and walked out the door.

From the beginning to the end, the young girl on the bed ignored Wu Ming's move without expression, and her eyes were filled with dead water, like walking corpses.

As she lay on her back, she did not see that Wu Ming's indifference could no longer be maintained after walking out of the door, and the scene of flight.

“It's not a dream! ”

Wu Ming lost his clothes all the way. He stormed back and forth in the huge courtyard. He also saw maids and servants in ancient clothes and paid tribute to himself. He called himself Ming Young Master. The shock in his heart is really complicated and difficult to say.

“Really ancient... did I cross? ”

As a novel in a previous life, I have seen countless literary dogs, and I am absolutely unfamiliar with this scene.

It's just that novels go back to novels. When it really happens to people, who can stay calm for the first time?

“Young Master Ming? But that cloud lady wasn't satisfied with her service last night? ”

A pleasant voice came, Wu Ming's eyes looked and saw a middle-aged fat man smiling and bowing to say hello. Fatty oil's big face was full of melancholy colors, dressed a lot taller than servants, like a housekeeper or something.

‘It's a standard dog leg! ’

Wu Mingxin defined it in his heart. Looking at this man, a familiar feeling suddenly appeared in his mind. He spoke out: “Wu Butler! ”

“Little in! ”

Fat Wu Butler instantly straightened his waist and looked like a cowardly and loyal dog: “What can Master Ming tell you? ”

Young Master Ming's clothes were not neat, but he was blind.

Who doesn't know? Young Master Ming is the heart and soul of the young lady. She has always been spoiled. She has done a lot of work on her own. What can she do without wearing the crown of the district? Young Master Ming has done a lot more horrible things than this?

At this time, I saw Wu Ming's spiritual defenselessness, and I immediately guessed that last night's young lady didn't serve me well, so I had some plans in mind.

“Orders? ”

Wu Ming decided to become a god.

He can first be sure that he has crossed!!!

Not only did it cross, it wasn't even the body it was holding against! Though much younger, he definitely did not cross the previous self handsome!

Of course, whether handsome or not at this time, if it is discovered that their young master has been dropped, I'm afraid it will happen...

In an instant, Wu Ming's brain automatically replenished the ancient means of dealing with cult demons, such as throwing dog blood, sprinkling gold oil, soaking dung pits, etc., and his legs were a little trembling.

‘Anyway, hide the past first and never let anyone find out what's wrong! ’

With this in mind, Wu Ming uttered a piece of crap that has always been common: “I'm hungry! ”

It's not a lie, this body didn't know how many times it did it last night and is already hungry.

“Oh, it's little negligence! Little shit! ”

Wu Housekeeper punched himself in the mouth and laughed: “Young Master Ming is up late today, the next person forgot to prepare breakfast, really should fight! Time to fight!”

In fact, such a large family, even if the sun rises on three poles, also enjoys a hot breakfast. As soon as Wu Ming goes out, the maids waiting to serve are waiting to serve.

But who dares to stop Wu Mingsoul from walking around the courtyard?

It's just that since ancient times, it's only the next person's fault. Is that the owner's fault? So the dog's leg Wu Housekeeper diligently attributed the mistakes to his subordinates: “Get ready now... why don't we go upstairs to Lingfeng? Young master loves to eat there on weekdays..."

“Good, that's where it is! ”

Where else can Wu Ming recognize the road now? At this point, however, his mind was soaring, and some fragmented memories emerged, merging with himself, as if he had re-experienced another life from another perspective.

Urgently to find a place to digest the memory of Wu Ming, naturally promised.

……

A moment later.

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

The main meal was crab yellow bun. The chef of the Wu family obviously took out a delightful craftsmanship. The bun's skin was crystal clear and the bright crab yellow was hidden. It was as beautiful as a work of art.

There are also a few delicate dishes accompanied by a nose pounding aroma and covetousness.

Even the soup of the side dishes is a kind of milky white juice, with a sour and sweet taste, quite appetizing.

All in all, even in Wu Ming's previous life, if you want to have this level of breakfast, your wallet has to bleed well.

It was just Wu Ming's face, suddenly clamping a crab yellow bag.

Whoo-hoo!

With the cold wind blowing past, Wu Mington sometimes has a violent urge in the wind.

The wind leaks on all sides of this broken building and blows a few times. Not only does it cool down on itself, but more importantly, does everything cool down?!!

“Get in the heater! ”

The dog's legs were already ready to serve the charcoal-fired bronze stove, finally saving Wu Ming's taste buds.

Otherwise, no matter what the food, unless it is specially cold, the flavour will be greatly discounted.

“Fine, you go down first, I'm going to be quiet! ”

After barely eating and drinking enough, Wu Ming waved.

Wu Butler took the maid with him, cleaned up the cup dishes and bowed down again. Then the cat backed down with her waist and walked almost silently.

The rules in this big family are very strict.

Wu Mingtuan sat, his eyes closed slightly, like meditation, suddenly he rose again, looking at the fence.

In sight, the house was full of houses, with tall and thick walls connected outside, forming a small dockyard.

And the wind tower you're in is probably the lookout for this little wooden fort.

Looking at it, at this time, the outside of the dockyard is connected, farmers and cattle are working hard, there is occasional rise of green smoke in the fort, many servants, daughters, and dependent people, but as if they are workers in the nest, they move in an orderly manner.

Standing at Wu Ming's angle, you can only see a black head, really funny as an ant.

At this time, Wu Ming's large sleeves floated, but it also smelled a little feathered.

And the reason why Wu Ming liked the flesh here before was also clear, just to pretend to be forced, enjoy this feeling of height, like a god looking down on the people.

To think of it, Wu Ming couldn't help but put a middle finger on someone who no longer existed.

“Sure… is it a different world already? ”

After a long time, Wu Ming retracted his gaze, sorted out his digested memories, and sighed again.

This is not an ancient place, not an ancient place!

Although his predecessor was a dude, Wu Ming was just a phrase extracted from his mind and knew that this was a vast and mysterious world!

Coincidentally, this flesh was also previously called Wu Ming, depended on a sister who loved him very much. In addition to a few distant clans, he was the only heir to this vast family business! It's incredible that it hasn't provoked any outsiders.

In my memory, all of this seems to have a lot to do with his sister, who has been enrolled in the Taoist Academy since childhood.

I don't know why, although the sister was very drowsy about Wu Ming, Wu Ming recalled her memory, but also had a hidden fear.

“Alas... Luckily she is studying in the dojo at this time, so she won't show up at the first time, the others are my people, and dare to question my master? ”

Wu Ming, with great nerve, went downstairs and saw Wu Butler waiting for him.

“What is it?”

“That... cloud girl in Young Master's room...”

Wu Housekeeper stopped talking.

“She...”

Wu Ming rubbed his temple and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

In my memory, this Wu Ming was a local bully and did some very harmful things.

And that cloud chick, his predecessor, had just taken it last night, and there seemed to be a green plum horse.

Said it was robbery, but it wasn't completely accurate. After all, after receiving Wu Ming's gold and silver, Yun Xiaomei's parents sent her daughter to the door quite joyfully, not counting her name or anything.

‘Cause I don't carry this pot! ’

Wu Ming's forehead emerged from the black line and picked up the tone of his memory: “The little girl? Grandpa will be merciful, send her home, give her some money, let her marry that Lynch! ”

“Huh?”

Wu Butler looked stunned: “Young Master Ming, didn't you send someone long ago to beat Lynch to death? ”

“Oh... go after Haunted Hand Six right now and get him back! ”

Wu Ming patted his head and remembered so much that he almost forgot about it.

This ghost hand is naturally the nursing home of the Wu family. He has done a lot of bad things for the original Wu Ming. Hundreds of unjust souls under his command are jokes, but ten lives are necessary...

“Newspaper!”

At this time, a magnificent man flew fast and shocked, “Young Master Ming, no good, the ghost hand Six was beaten to death by Lynch! ”

“What's going on? Isn't this the legendary piece of waste wood? How can you beat the ghost hand old Six” Wu Housekeeper frowning.

But Wu Ming was blown in the head, as if a lightning stroke had a bad feeling:

“Am I dressed as a rebel who specializes in bullying male masters and drawing lessons from male characters in previous novels? Oh, my God, this is a bad script! ”