The cries of summer cicadas almost disappeared, and gradually the smell of autumn began to appear. Ding Yi walked to the alley and stood next to the ginkgo tree covered with white flowers. He took a deep breath and felt extremely refreshing.

He lowered his head and glanced at his clothes, and then looked around at the houses in front and behind him. He couldn't help but nod his head: It doesn't matter this street, this yard, or even the clothes on his body, it seems that this body is still a mess in the Ming Dynasty.

Very good.

But how did they get to the point where they couldn't survive and had to hang themselves on the southeastern branch?

Ding Yi tightened the cloak around his shoulders. He was not cold. He just used the cloak with a fur collar to cover up the extremely ugly marks on his chin, which spread from the top of his Adam's apple to the dark purple on both sides of his neck.

.Based on Ding Yi’s experience accumulated after retiring from the special forces and working as a front-line criminal police officer for five years, it was easy to determine that the previous owner of this body committed suicide. Moreover, because the suicide was so unprofessional, it took a long time to complete the death.

asphyxia.

In other words, it was thanks to the previous owner of this body who was so incompetent that he couldn't even hang himself that the neck bones and trachea of ​​the body were not severed by the belt, and Ding Yi, the time traveler, took advantage of him.

Indeed, Ding Yi is a time traveler. According to the popular terminology of his previous life, his situation belongs to soul time travel, or rebirth. In his previous life, he transferred from the special forces to the criminal police team. As a result, before he could become famous, he

Because of an inexplicable accident, he traveled through time and came to this strange dynasty. He became a scholar with a house and a car, a wealthy family and a bright future.

The previous owner of this body was a scholar named Ding Yi, who was very determined when he died. At this moment, the entire brain was as empty as a formatted hard drive. Not only was the soul of the system erased, but even the memory was erased.

It was also formatted to pieces.

There are only three things that can be left very clearly to Ding Yi, the successor, and they are probably the three things that the former owner will never forget until his death: the ancestral home, the scholar's reputation, and the beautiful woman.

The old house is the middle one among the three courtyards in the alley in front of you. It has blue brick courtyard walls, black painted doors, and a bright red copper ring on each door. There is also a garden behind the courtyard, with a small planted area.

Bamboo forest. Just based on these few things and the location of the house in the city, Ding Yi was able to determine that the original owner of his body was, if not a wealthy gentry, then a second-generation gentry.

Please note that this is a mansion in the center of the city, less than 300 steps away from the Confucius Temple.

In Ding Yi's previous life, even if he saved up for fifty years without eating or drinking, he could only buy a toilet in the same location - and he still had to get a mortgage.

The only thing that made him complain in his heart ever since he took over his body was: In his previous life, he grew up in an orphanage. Does it make sense to be named Ding Yi? He is a scholar, and his family background is so good. As for

Why don't you name me Ding Yi? You're still a scholar. It's so damn shameful to be polite, okay?

But looking at the house not far away, it really felt like "there is bamboo in it"! He finally stopped complaining for the time being: such a mansion is not worthy of his time travel!

After slowly moving the joints of his hands and feet, Ding Yi continued to walk closer to the home of this era.

But even if this body is weak and can only exert one-tenth of the skills of the previous life, it should be able to solve the scholar's troubles.

He wondered in his mind, who is forcing this scholar to live? Maybe a ruffian who specializes in bullying nerds? Looking at his body, his predecessor can only read, his family is rich and there are no elders to support him, so he came to take advantage of it.

Take by force...

Suddenly, there was a shouting sound. From the other end of the alley, near the Confucius Temple, a group of people came quickly carrying robes. Ding Yi squeezed the muscles on his face and quickly revealed a bright smile.

Smile. Although this scholar's brain was completely formatted, he recognized the clothes of the people opposite him. They were dressed similar to himself, and they must be among the group of scholars. They must be classmates and friends. They heard that he was being bullied and came here together.

Helped!

His heart warmed up. Although there were many shortcomings in this era, including the lack of electric lights, at least it was not an era where lifting up an old lady would lead to false accusations;

The body is strong, the character is strong, and the whole body is upright.

But as soon as Ding opened his mouth, he realized that something was not quite right: "Everyone..."

Before he could finish speaking, he spit a mouthful of thick phlegm in front of him. The scholar in front of him, with veins popping out from his forehead, said viciously, as if he was seeking revenge for killing his father and seizing his wife: "Bah! Ding Rujin, I can't imagine how crazy you are.

You are working for the tiger! Since then, the Han and the traitors have been at odds with each other. Today, Liu has come here to sever ties with you!" As he said this, he threw a corner of his robe in front of Ding Yi, and then, amid the cheers of the crowd, he acted like a victorious general returning to court.

Generally, walk away with your head held high.

Ding Yi felt that this person, in the words of his previous life, was really "why give up on treatment?" Who knew that the second man came up and spat in Ding Yi's face, angrily yelling: "Supreme scum! Morality is ruined!

Shameful! Abominable! Killable!"

Ding Yi's skills in his previous life were gone, but his consciousness and reaction were still there. He turned his body sideways calmly, barely avoiding the spit, but saw a corner of his robe thrown in front of him, "You are dressed like a beast, Cao is ashamed to be with you."

!”

Immediately after, "dressed like a beast!", "self-degenerate, irredeemable!" and the like were relatively good; at the end, those scholars seemed to be short of words and did not want to say the same thing as the people in front, so

, "Stooges, scum, walking dead!" also came out, and in the back, "Withered bones in the graves, and the heads are sold by placing bids" is considered a wealth of knowledge, and some people even scolded, "Ding Rujin, you are a fool who relies on the door to show off his laughter."

!" actually won a round of applause.

These words were so vicious that the memory fragments of the previous owner in a certain corner of Ding Yi's brain, or in other words, the areas that had not been completely formatted, reacted immediately.

The disgust that came from within made Ding Yi glare and look at the other person's face.

The eyes belong to the scholar, but the soul belongs to Ding Yi, who has experienced blood and fire.

How many times have all the scholars seen such eyes that penetrated the heart and contained murderous intent? The shouts and curses suddenly became quieter. However, they were unwilling to be intimidated by a shameless person, so they stamped their feet and shouted loudly: "

Don't think that you have found a backer and just want to do whatever you want. We have read the books of sages and sages, and we have a great spirit in our hearts! If you sacrifice your life for righteousness, you will be able to leave your name in history!"

"Yes, I am proud of myself!" He was so talented that he pointed to the cluster of bamboos in Ding Yi's backyard and chanted a few words, "Yiyi is like a gentleman", "A branch hangs on a crown of dust" and so on.

It makes people hear words that they don’t quite understand.

After all the scholars finished scolding, they all left with their robes missing a corner. Ding Yi was so confused by the scolding that he couldn't help but chase after a few steps and asked: "Everyone! What on earth did Ding do?

Is it something that people hate and ghosts hate? It makes brothers so angry?"

The scholars who had reached the end of the street turned around, some with extremely disdainful sneers on their faces, others snorted, but they all left decisively. In short, no one among the twenty or so people answered his question.

Subconsciously touching his nose, Ding Yi smiled bitterly. What's this? He shook his head and looked at the robes lying on the ground. He couldn't help but pick up a corner and look at it. He saw that the cut was very neat, but it was clear that there was no one there just now.

I took out scissors or a knife to cut the robe, but it seemed that I had cut it at home, so I held it in my hand and came here.

Is this a choreographed play?

Ding Yi decided not to care about them, so he just broke off the friendship. Anyway, he broke off the friendship, so he didn't have to worry about revealing his secret about seizing the body, which was also a good thing. Now that he has a spacious yard and fame, he should go home and take a look first.

Just hold on to what you got.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the yard, I heard someone yelling loudly in the yard: "You bastards! Is this the young master? Besides, Ergouzi, you froze under the city root. If it weren't for the master, you would

They were all dragged away and buried in mass graves; Xu Zhuizi, your family, young and old, borrowed loan sharks, and kidnappers came to take your eldest daughter to Yihongyuan. Who gave you a way to survive..."

"Uncle Zhong, I, I'm not a human!" The young servant called Er Gouzi squatted under the longan tree in the yard, holding his head and crying, "But damn, a message came from the village saying that I won't go back.

, they even want to dig up the ancestral graves..."

"Yes, Uncle Zhong, I was forced to do nothing. We know that the young master is definitely not the kind of person rumored outside. But, at home, as well as the neighbors, they are all

I do not know!"

"Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong, just be kind and let us go! If you owe the Ding family, I will definitely find a way to repay you in the future!"

.........

Ding Yi stood at the door and listened for a long time, but he was able to figure out the general direction of the matter. It turned out that the servants hired by the family had stopped working, and they would rather not get paid or find other places to make a living. It seemed that they were still being controlled by him.

The master was so burdened by his reputation that he had no choice but to take this step. Everyone was crying with tears streaming down their face, making people unable to bear to listen any more.

"Forget it, Uncle Zhong." Ding Yi opened the door and walked to the old man who looked like a butler. He sighed and told the old butler, "Uncle Zhong, that's it. Needless to say, a melon that is forced is not sweet.

Let them go and settle all their wages for this month." Then Ding Yi said to the servants who were about to resign, "Take your wages and live a good life."

In Ding Yi's previous life, when he resigned from the workplace, unless there was a serious dispute or business secrets were involved, the human resources department would always say a few nice words and everyone would get along well. After Ding Yi retired, he became a criminal police officer and came into contact with a variety of people.

I have eaten pork and seen pigs walking, so I am not at a loss.

But those servants shed tears when they heard that when the master's family was in trouble, they would make Hunxunsan. In this era, these lower-class people were still very simple and felt guilty in their hearts. Unexpectedly, Ding Yi not only paid his entire monthly salary to

They were kind enough to tell them to live a good life, but their hearts are full of flesh, so they couldn't help but be moved.
Chapter completed!