Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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After a few more days, Zuo Yan was taken outside to ventilate in a clear blue sky.

At that time, Zuo Yan was playing the latest action movie of the system in his mind, and had endured a long foreplay. At the critical moment, the ship was about to enter the port, and the person was suddenly picked up.

Zuo Yan was startled. The next moment he was already in a wheelchair and was pushed away from the room.

Zuo Yan asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Zheng met his gaze and said, "Aren't you bored inside the house?" What

can Zuo Yan say, bored? Didn't this come out and stroll around?

Not boring? Like the bear who cared for Zheng, what he said was useless.

But which patient with a hole in your chest have you seen been pulled out in three days!

Delayed healing! Also delayed watching movies, alas.

The weather outside is indeed very good. The warm sunshine lazily spreads on the body, and the light wind becomes gentle.

What he saw on the left was a big lawn, a big garden, and a big sculpture.

After walking so far, the scenery has not been resampled.

Are the tomb robbers so rich? Does he want to go back and think about changing careers?

System, "ancestral, you can try, a few hundred years your descendants had this house to live."

Left feel listening to the words or forget.

The system asks why.

Zuo Yan said: "There is no tomb." There was no tomb to

be stolen by him in that era . The ancient tomb was already archaeologically thousands of years ago.

The funerary objects dug from the tomb in the back are notebooks, mobile phones, and game consoles.

Last time he watched the news, there were a pair of gas dolls dug out of the tomb.

Do you fly with ashes?

In his time, the most popular burial was space burial.

In short, wanting to steal a tomb is tantamount to dreaming.

System: ...it shouldn't ask.

The last two stopped in the garden with afternoon tea, and Gu Zheng poured him a cup of black tea.

Zuo Yan actually wants to ask, isn't he not allowed to drink these things?

Gu Zheng seemed to see it, and said, "Your wound is healing well, drinking black tea is no problem."

There is no fluctuation in Zuo Yan's heart . The speed of his wound healing is as good as his heartbeat. For reliable reasons, although his IQ is not high, he is not mentally retarded.

Looking down at the clear liquid in the tea cup, "System, this tea will not be a problem." The

system, "There is a problem."

He knew, "What's the problem?" The

system, "There are ingredients in the authentic agent, rest assured, Your physique drugs are useless to you."

Zuo Yan is no longer surprised. In the dream of the target, there should be nothing unattainable.

Under Gu Zheng's eyes, Zuo Yan raised the glass and took a sip.

Gu Zheng watched him drink it and chuckled slightly. "How does it taste?"

Zuo Yan said, "It's delicious."

Can the stuffed food taste bad?

Gu Zheng filled him again after listening, and then looked at him.

Zuo Yan knew that his physique was fine, and he didn't hesitate to get another drink.

The sun shone warmly on the body, and after a while, Zuo Yan was a little sleepy, his eyelids still falling.

Finally, his eyes were dull, and he stared blankly at the front.

Gu Zheng leaned his chin on one hand, raised black tea in one hand, and delivered it to his lips. He asked softly, "Who are you."

"He Zhigla."

"What is the purpose of your approach to Gu Zheng?"

"No... purpose."

Gu Zheng put down the cup and asked at another angle: "Why should you follow Gu Zheng."

"Because... Gu Zheng Take me... away from the tomb."

Hearing this reason, Gu Zheng lifted his eyelids. "Why do you understand modern things so clearly."

"No... I know." I

finally heard a different answer. , Gu Zheng took a photo from the pocket of his clothes.

"This pattern, how much do you remember." The

youth looked at the things in the photo dullly, "I've... seen it before."

Gu Zheng moved his eyebrows, "Where have I seen it?"

"It seems like... two... silk. On the silk."

"One silk is on you, where is the other?"

Gu Zheng looked at the young man and slowly shook his head. "I don't remember."

Gu Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and then he asked a lot, and some of the young people The messy answer, most do not remember.

The last question, "How did you die?" The

young man seemed to think for a while, and then answered slowly, "Sacrifice."

In his few memories, He Zhigla stood on the high platform, and took it coldly. The wine glass passed by the people around him was drunk, and then the dagger cut the wrist, allowing the blood to drain.

This is the memory of his dream when he fell faint last time.

Gu Zheng finally stopped asking. Zuo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that the matter was still over. Gu Zheng made a phone call and seemed to be staring at him after calling someone.

"He won't see the flaw in the system!"

System: "Take care."

Zuo Yan: ...Is this thing really helping him?

Far from a middle-aged man approached, looked at the words left to Gu Zheng nodded and asked, "Gary, who is the patient?"

Gu Zheng said, "Yes, this according to the above question to ask."

Said He handed him a piece of paper with dense questions on it.

"Mr. Gu, now?"

Gu Zheng nodded.

Zuo Yan felt wrong inside, "Who is this person?"

Why should I ask again.

The system investigated clearly, "He is a psychiatrist."

Zuo Yan's little finger shook, and it was over, and met his colleagues.

In front of the real psychiatrist, his furry skills must not appear in an instant!

Gu Zheng you a bear child!

This thing also comes with double insurance!

Because of the ingredients of the authentic agent, the psychiatrist did not dare to use too much force, fearing that the subjective consciousness would be suppressed, and the subconscious mind would produce hallucinations.

On the one hand, there is a system reminder that when it comes to real-world problems, Zuo Yan is up to deal with it, and at this time, Gu Zheng is using his pen to draw something.

After the question was over, Zuo Yan sweated a lot, and there was still a period of time before the truth-relieving agent failed. Zuo Yan could only remain dull.

Gu Zheng got what he wanted to know from the question just now, and he was in a good mood. When he saw this picture, he smiled.

"What do you like?"

Zuo Yan is instructing Gu Zheng in his head, and he heard the voice below his mind, "Gu Zheng."

Gu Zheng raised a brow, "Oh?"

Zuo Yan: ...

It's not like that, listen to me!

Mistakes! It's a mistake!