Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

Chapter 131: The Year of the Corpse King [1]

After An Ting transferred all his property to the name of Gu Qiong's parents in the previous world, he asked System 198 to lock Fu Jin's world. He said: "No matter where he is, I will find him, and I will definitely find him." He will be found."

When System 198 teleported An Ting to the next world, An Ting looked at everything around him and asked the system: "Am I coming to an ancient world in this wilderness?"

System 198 confirmed the information again and again and replied: "No, this is a modern world."

An Ting looked down at the clothes he was wearing. The clothes were not only dirty but also shabby. He almost thought he had become a beggar.

"Then what is my situation now? Why do I look like a beggar? Why am I here in the wilderness? Is my identity in this world really a beggar?"

System 198: "I will send you the information about the complainers in this world right away. Please accept it."

data:

The villain in this world is named Xia Anting, and he is an archaeologist. His parents are also famous archaeologists. Their family has been passed down from generation to generation, and the family can be regarded as a famous archaeological family.

Later, Xia Anding discovered that his cousin and her cousin-in-law had stolen cultural relics and resold them abroad.

His cousin Jiang Hui lured him to a certain place on the pretext of surrendering, and then together with her husband Xin Wenwei, strangled Xia Anding to death and dumped his body in the wilderness. Xia Anding was only 26 years old when he died.

An Ting: "You seek money and kill people. Sure enough, money can easily make people lose their humanity."

An Ting shook the dirt off his body, frowned and asked the system: "By the way, 198, is this the time when Xia An Ting was thrown into the wilderness? Or..."

System 198 patiently replied: "The time you are currently in is within an hour after Xia Anting was dumped in the wilderness."

"Does that mean that not long after Xia Anding died, I came back to life?"

System 198: "You can say that."

An Ting was puzzled and asked: "That's not right. Didn't we always go back to the time before the death of the complainer? Why is it that this time he is possessed after death?"

System 198: "This... I don't know either."

An Ting looked around and saw darkness all around him. Fortunately, the moonlight was very bright tonight, and he could still see the road in front of him clearly through the moonlight.

"It's so cold at night and it's in the mountains. I won't freeze to death here tonight, right?"

System 198 immediately spoke to comfort: "Don't worry, host, you have a 48-hour protection period in this world, and you will not die during this period."

An Ting snorted coldly, "My current body is too dead to die anymore. I really thank you."

System 198: "By the way, host, I forgot to remind you that the mission of this world is very simple, which is to bring Jiang Hui and Xin Wenwei to justice."

"Well, it's very simple. I don't even know how to get back to Xia Anting's home now. You think it's simple?"

System 198: "I suggest you find a place to rest on the spot, and then go back to the city at dawn tomorrow."

"Oh, that's the only way to go."

An Ting sat on a big rock, resting his chin on his hand and looking at the full moon in the sky in boredom.

"Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and miss your hometown." An Ting took a deep breath. He felt inexplicably emotional at this time and began to miss his relatives and friends in the real world.

Suddenly, the full moon in the horizon gradually faded away, disappearing as if it was disappearing into an abyss.

"Huh? Why has the beautiful moon disappeared? I can't even see the road clearly."

There was no light or moonlight here, it was almost impossible to see anything except pitch black.

Forget it if you can't see it, An Ting didn't expect that there would be strong winds and heavy rain at this time.

An Ting complained to System 198 through gritted teeth: "When a person is unlucky, he drinks water with his teeth stuck between his teeth."

System 198: "Host, why don't you quickly find a place to hide from the rain? Are you standing there intending to be a rain god?"

"The problem is, I can't see the road clearly. Where do you want me to go? What if I accidentally step on the air and fall off the cliff to my death?"

System 198: "How about exchanging your lucky points for a lantern? There is a red lantern, how about that?"

"It's late at night, can I hold a red lantern? You really know how to suggest it."

System 198: "It would be good if there is lighting. Don't be picky about the host."

An Ting sighed helplessly, "Okay, change, and get another umbrella by the way."

System 198: "Do you want the red umbrella?"

An Ting: "I really appreciate you."

After An Ting exchanged a red lantern and a red umbrella from the system, he started looking for the way down the mountain while holding the red umbrella and the red lantern.

Because it was too late and there were no street lights, An Ting could not fully see the road under his feet. No, he fell into a huge pit in one step.

"Oh my God, I'm not going to fall into a trap, right? I feel like I'm going to die."

System 198: "Don't worry, host. If you die, you can still go to the next world to perform tasks. Don't be afraid."

"198, shut up."

System 198: "Oh, okay."

An Ting stood up with difficulty. He patted the dirt on his body and was about to pick up the red lantern beside him, but was surprised by a large coffin.

"198, this pit can't be a tomb, right? Otherwise, why is there a big coffin here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Ting heard a strange noise, and he was so frightened that he stood there as if he had been frozen.

"I am a materialist. I don't believe it. As long as I don't believe it, there will be no ghosts in the world."

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice..."

Before An Ting finished speaking, he heard the lid of the coffin move, and the strange noise seemed to come from the coffin.

An Ting was frightened and took half a step back, but there was no way to retreat behind him.

He looked up and found that the pit was really deep. It seemed to be three meters high. He probably wouldn't be able to climb up without the help of tools.

"198, how many lucky points do I have? I want to exchange it for a ladder to go up."

System 198: "Okay, wait 2 minutes."

"Hurry up, I'm afraid I'll be scared to death before 2 minutes are up."

System 198: "It's just a coffin, what are you afraid of?"

An Ting: "I'm getting goosebumps. Stop talking and hurry up."

An Ting's courage is neither big nor small. The main reason is that it is dark now and he can't see clearly what is in front of him, which adds a strange color to the atmosphere. This is the most terrifying thing.

Just when An Ting was about to climb up with the ladder, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him, and he even felt a hand grabbing his ankle.

"You disturbed my sweet dream and you still want to run away?"

An Ting looked down at the hand holding his ankle. The hand was so white that it could be seen clearly in the dark.