Chapter 171: Transform into the little cannon fodder who was killed at the beginning 1

[Your identity in this world is that of an arrogant and willful little cannon fodder...]

0517's voice suddenly disappeared.

Rong Jin opened his eyes in shock and met a pair of dark blue eyes.

Then, Rong Jin fell into the endless abyss.

[Hehehehe. ]

The sharp laughter woke up Rong Jin. He opened his eyes and looked at the dilapidated room, feeling confused.

[Hello, unlucky man, you are a poor ghost, a little slave bought by the Ling family, but because the kingdom does not allow slaves, the master of the Ling family asked you to call them "brother" and "little mother". ]

[But in fact, you are still the little slave of the Ling family. ]

These words made Rong Jin confused.

What kind of slave, what kind of brother, what kind of little mother?

And this is not 0517's voice.

"Qiqi, are you there?"

Rong Jin said these words, and the surrounding area instantly became quiet, and even the inexplicable sound could not be heard.

After a minute, the voice appeared again.

[Dear, you can call me "Mirror Spirit". ]

Jing Ling's voice is no longer sharp and annoying, but has become gentle.

[Dear, this is the mirror world. You need to find a way to escape the mirror world, otherwise you will be trapped here forever~]

The voice of the mirror spirit did not appear in Rong Jin's mind, but seemed to come from the sky.

Rong Jin raised his head and saw only the spider webs on the wall.

[You are so cute, can I kiss you? I'm sorry, I'm not a reserved mirror spirit. The main thing is, my dear, your wife is so cute. I really like you and miss you so much. ]

Rong Jin was so scared that he covered his mouth and shook his head.

Jing Ling said regretfully: [Okay, then my dear, I wish you good luck. ]

"Plop -"

The door to the room was kicked open violently, and a tall man stood outside the door, looking at Rong Jin with cold eyes.

"It's already nine o'clock. Are you dead in the room?"

Rong Jin couldn't help but take a few steps back, not knowing what to say.

[Dear, please don’t reveal that you are not the original little slave, otherwise you will be dragged into the dark room... Hehe. ]

The fear in Rong Jin's eyes became more obvious.

Ling Huan frowned in displeasure: "Are you fucking deaf? Can't you understand people?"

Rong Jin raised his head in panic and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to get up and work now."

This time he had the memory of the original owner, But the memory is very vague.

He was a young slave bought by the Ling family a year ago, but some time ago the kingdom stipulated that slaves were not allowed to exist, and a thorough investigation was required to see if any large families had slaves.

So Ling Huan asked Rong Jin to call him brother, and also asked Rong Jin to follow him and call his stepmother "little mom".

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

Ling Huan's heart trembled.

When did this little slave's voice sound so good?

He couldn't help but stepped forward and wiped the little slave's dirty face clean.

Was the little slave ever so beautiful? She's so beautiful that she doesn't look like a slave at all, but more like a tool used by a big family to let off steam.

Gee, no wonder his father would choose this thin little slave.

Unfortunately, his father died early, and the young slave could only serve him.

Ling Huan glanced at the tattered bed and didn't want to sit on it. He pulled up the little slave and said, "From today on, you go to my...the room next to me."

He wanted the little slave to live in his room, but Ling Huan was worried that the little slave would run away in fear.

Rong Jin looked at Ling Huan at a loss, wondering why he let her live next door to him.

But Rong Jin did not dare to ask his master questions, nor did he dare to disobey his master's orders.

He honestly packed his things in the room, packed them and followed Ling Huan to the next door to the master bedroom.

Ling Huan leaned on the door frame and watched Rong Jin put things in the new room.

While Rong Jin was packing his things, he observed Ling Huan out of the corner of his eye, and was surprised that Ling Huan had the patience to watch him clean up the room.

You must know that Ling Huan has always had a bad temper. He has no patience for anything and gets angry if he doesn't go his way.

He couldn't help but speed up. After putting everything away, he walked up to Ling Huan and said, "Brother, I'm going to clean up now."

Ling Huan stretched out his arm to stop him, with a joking smile on his face: "I was still here this morning. You haven't washed up yet. Come to my room to wash up."

"Ah?" Rong Jin lowered his head and said reluctantly, "Brother, let's go to your room."

Rong Jin has a lot of work to do every day. It's not like the Ling family raised him for free.

He got up late today and didn't have enough time to begin with. Now that Ling Huan wants him to help wash up, he might have to work until very late before he can rest.

Ling Huan didn't know why Rong Jin was unhappy, so he pretended to be fierce and said, "What? You don't want to do it?"

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Rong Jin quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no."

"Oh, let's go."

Ling Huan's room There is a separate bathroom with all toiletries on the shelves.

These things are all organized by Rong Jin alone, so there is no need to spend time looking for corresponding toiletries.

He filled the toothbrush cup with water, squeezed the toothpaste onto the toothbrush, and placed it in front of Ling Huan.

Ling Huan raised his eyelids and said, "Brush my teeth yourself."

Rong Jin had never brushed the teeth of others. At this time, he picked up the toothbrush awkwardly, then stood on tiptoes and tried to stuff the toothbrush into Ling Huan's mouth.

However, Ling Huan was too tall. Even though Rong Jin tried very hard to stand on tiptoe, he still couldn't reach him.

Rong Jin said cautiously, "Brother, can you bend down? I can't reach you."

"Tsk, trouble."

Ling Huan seemed to be bending down impatiently, but in fact he was staring at Rong Jin.

Rong Jin put the toothbrush in Ling Huan's mouth and brushed his teeth carefully.

The cute look in Ling Huan's eyes gradually changed its meaning.

It took five minutes before Rong Jin finished brushing his teeth.

Brushing teeth for others is completely different from brushing one's own teeth. Rong Jin didn't dare to make Ling Huan uncomfortable, so the speed was much slower.

Ling Huan did not let Rong Jin help rinse his mouth. He quickly rinsed his mouth and said, "Wash my face for me."

Rong Jin picked up the water and sprinkled it on Ling Huan's face.

His movements were gentle, as if he were tickling.

Ling Huan reluctantly endured and let Rong Jin wash his face. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. He held Rong Jin's wrist and said in a dumb voice: "Give me a ****."

Rong Jin opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: " What did you say?"

Ling Huan repeated: "**."

He held Rong Jin's hand and said, "As the little slave of the Ling family, shouldn't you satisfy the master's needs?"

Rong Jin quickly withdrew his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I have to clean up, so I'm leaving first."

He rushed out the door and ran to the first floor before he dared to stop.

It's over, he must have offended Ling Huan this time.

Rong Jin wiped away his tears while picking up the broom on the ground and cleaning the first floor pitifully.

There was an extra piece of garbage on the ground that had just been swept. Rong Jin felt even more aggrieved. He knelt down to pick up the garbage and unexpectedly discovered that it turned out to be a complete candy.

"Rong Jin?"

Rong Jin, who was squatting on the ground, looked up and saw a man in gorgeous clothes.

The man looked at Rong Jin's pitiful appearance and threw him another candy: "Aren't you happy?"