C26 Killers in the Pugilistic World Are Not Cold(1)

Along with a burst of pain, Jiang Qian once again fell into the alternate dimension that she was extremely familiar with.

"What's going on? Why am I back?"

Getting up from the ground, Jiang Qian could not help but lean against the ground.

Why were the two transmigrations always when she was sleeping? Could it be that as long as she slept, she would be able to transmigrate?

Wasn't this just messing around!? In the future, wouldn't she be able to sleep?

After muttering a few words, Jiang Qian started to walk around in this space.

The alternate dimension was truly worthy of its name. Other than the chaos, there was nothing else. And this spatial zone seemed to have no end. Wherever she went, there was nothing.

At this moment, the system's voice came from all directions again, "Host, please choose if you want to enter the next story immediately."

Jiang Qian looked up at the chaos and asked, "Is the next story still ten wish points?"

"The wish points of each story are random. This depends on whether the host has fulfilled all of the original owner's wishes."

"Then as long as I collect the wish points, I can truly return to the real world and not be harassed by you anymore?"

The System clearly paused for a moment and then replied: "Yes"

"Alright then, I choose to enter immediately"

Jiang Qian took a deep breath and felt her consciousness being swallowed up bit by bit.

...

"Damn it, can't I set it to painless mode..."

Accompanied by a wave of dizziness and intense tearing pain, Jiang Qian slowly opened her eyes.

She was in a store. In the corner of the cabinet, there was a dazzling collection of wine cans. Presumably, this was a pub.

At this time, it was mealtime. The business in the store was very hot, and there was an endless stream of laughter.

But what made Jiang Qian surprised was that these people were all wearing ancient clothing and there was a string of copper coins hanging from their waists.

She swallowed her saliva and suddenly remembered that the name of this novel was The Killer of the Pugilistic World is Not Cold.

So she really transmigrated to the ancient times?

But she did not know how to speak!

"System, I can't speak the language properly. Do you want me to speak the language here?!"

The System's voice rang out almost without any pause: "The System has changed the language mode of this world to the white language mode. Please rest assured and complete the mission."

This was also a considerate system.

Jiang Qian let out a sigh of relief and quickly went through the development process of this story in her mind.

The original owner and the male lead Wang Shen were childhood sweethearts who were supposed to be together. They were supposed to be together, but they parted ways because of a misunderstanding.

The original owner thought that Wang Shen's parents killed his family and vowed to get back at the Wang family. From then on, they stepped into the world of assassins.

And because of this reason, Wang Shen was heartbroken. He had failed a mission and was chased by Lo Xiaomin, the female protagonist of the story.

After Lo Xiaomin saved Wang Shen, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up and eventually became an enviable couple.

However, when the story reached its climax, the original owner suddenly found out that the person who killed his parents was not the Wang family, but the Lo family.

In a fit of anger, she came to the door, but was blocked by Wang Shen, who had a strong power. In the end, she died under the arrows.

It had to be said that this was another typical melodramatic death seeking novel.

Jiang Qian helplessly supported her forehead and could not help but sigh.

This time, she did not need the system prompt. She knew that the original owner definitely wanted Wang Shen's love.

At that moment, the story developed to the worst stage...

At this moment, a series of slow footsteps approached from afar.

Jiang Qian looked up and saw a thin figure. There was a familiar red arrowhead flashing above his head.

Who could it be if it was not Wang Shen?

"Jiang Qian, tell me, what do you want?"

Nonsense, of course it's your love!

Jiang Qian smacked her lips and forcefully suppressed the thoughts in her heart.

"What do you mean what I want?"

Wang Shen frowned slightly. "What exactly is given to you for you to let Xiaomin go?"

If you don't love her, everything will be fine.

Jiang Qian could not resist the urge to hit the table. She let out a trembling sigh. "Deep. Can't we go back to the past?"

Shen was the nickname the original owner had for Wang Shen, and it was also for her to enjoy.

"Yes, no discussion."

Wang Shen shook his head and raised his hand to call the waiter.

"What orders do you have?"

Wang Shen did not even look at Jiang Qian. He pointed at the table and said, "Pay the bill."

The waiter sighed a few times. He took the account book and turned to look at Jiang Qian.

"Which guest will pay the bill?"

"I..."

" Let me do it. "

Wang Shen originally wanted to pay the bill, but he did not expect Jiang Qian to be unwilling to lose face and take the initiative to pay the bill.

Although she did not have much money, the original owner was rich!

With this thought, Jiang Qian took out a few skewers from her pocket and put them in her hands to count.

How did the ancient currency be calculated?

It seemed that one tael of silver was equivalent to the usual copper coin, while the usual copper coin was equivalent to...

"Replying customer, it's a total of 800 wens."

According to the Tang Dynasty's current golden age, 800 wen was converted into paper money, which was...

800 wens!

"Damn, two pots of wine and three plates of dishes, you want eight hundred wens? "

Profiteer! He was definitely a profiteer!

Jiang Qian almost went berserk, her hands that were holding the coil could not help but tremble slightly.

Although the original owner was rich, it was definitely not this way of spending.

Now that both her parents were dead, the family no longer recognized her. Under no one to rely on, 800 wen was almost all of the money that she could take out.

However, this meal was eight hundred wen. How could it not make Jiang Qian's heart ache.

The waiter used the towel on his shoulder to wipe his sweat, his face full of confusion.

"Now that the Great Tang is flourishing, eight hundred wen is not a large sum at all."

This sentence inadvertently poked Jiang Qian's pain again. She could not help but roll her eyes.

When Wang Shen saw her pained expression, he immediately took out the copper coin from his waist and placed it in the waiter's hand.

"There's no need to look for it."

The waiter let out a long sigh and returned to the cabinet with the copper coin in his hand.

Jiang Qian saw that Wang Shen had paid for her and immediately said with a smile, "Sorry, I did not prepare enough this time. I will definitely return it to you next time."

Unexpectedly, Wang Shen slowly shook his head and said indifferently, "No need. In the future, the two of us should not interact anymore."

Hearing this, Jiang Qian stood up immediately.

"Why?!"

She blurted out the question unwillingly, but she instantly understood.

Currently, he and Lo Xiaomin were in a time where their relationship was rapidly heating up. In order to not make the latter sad, he had to cut off contact with his former lover.

After understanding this point, Jiang Qian plopped back onto the wooden chair.

What should he do now?

In the first story, she was able to suppress Lyi Qiaoqiao because the original owner and Huang Zishen had a conflict recently.

But this time, there was no conflict between the two of them. Even if there was, it was something that was enough to sever all ties of brotherhood more than ten years ago. She simply could not use this matter as a topic of conversation.

Even if she knew that the culprit who caused the death of the original owner's parents was Lo Xiaomin's parents, she did not have evidence and could not easily make a move.

But even so, she did not believe that Wang Shen really did not have any feelings for the original owner.