Daxia, Mojiang City, the rooftop of an office building.

The young man stood on the edge of the rooftop, turned around, and the original collapsed crying was suddenly interrupted by the old monk's stick, and now his emotions were a little incoherent, and he couldn't cry.

He looked at the old monk with a complicated expression, and wanted to pull him and jump down together.

But after thinking about it, he found a slut because he was blind and brainless, this old monk has a stinky mouth, but the sin does not lead to death, and it is good to put aside the usual beating.

But now that he was ready to leave this ugly world full of deception, there was no need to beat the old monk again.

Death is going to die, why are you still angry?

"The benefactor's experience is indeed ...... Belch...... The waves are magnificent," the old monk pondered his words, "but it is not worth it to seek short-sightedness for people like your wife......"

The old monk paused, and said bitterly: "What is the difference between you and the little girl who can't think of it for a while after being deceived by a scumbag?" ”

The corners of the young man's eyes twitched slightly, and he felt that he might as well beat him.

"Besides, how did your parents ......?"

"I'm an orphan."

The young man said expressionlessly.

Old Monk: ......

Okay then, it's fine.

"I didn't have a father or mother since I was a child, I found a wife, and finally had my own family, but when I looked back, I was green !!"

"I don't have a reason to live," the young man's emotions that had just been interrupted were re-brewed by himself, "no one in this world cares if I die or not, so why the am I still alive?!" ”

"Hmm...... Good question. The old monk nodded thoughtfully, "So donor, you want to jump?" ”

"I don't have a reason to live, why can't I jump!"

"The old monk didn't say you can't jump," the old monk shook his head, "it's just...... There is a saying to tell the donor in advance. ”

The young man listened to the old monk's words, and just as he wanted to open his mouth, he saw the old monk who was originally seven or eight meters away appeared in front of him without warning.

The young man was taken aback, his center of gravity moved, and the whole person fell down.

The moment his body fell, the young man's heart was peaceful.

"That's it, it's actually ...... to die like this"

The next moment, the old monk, who was already standing on the edge of the rooftop, slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's collar.

The young man who was caught by the collar was suddenly stunned, and before he could react, he felt that the world was spinning.

Then in mid-air, he felt a huge force coming from his face, which directly took him out five or six meters, and rolled twice after falling to the ground.

The old monk withdrew his slap and looked at the young man with kind eyebrows.

"What is the mud for Xi's nest?"

Half of the young man's face turned purple, swollen high, and he couldn't speak.

"Dare to ask the donor, does it hurt?"

"Hurt ......"

Half of the young man's face was swollen and painful, as if a small blade was spinning and digging in, and his snot and tears were a little uncontrollable.

"Well," the old monk nodded, turning sideways, "Donor, don't you want to jump?" Please. ”

The young man trembled and scrambled to his feet, glaring at the old monk angrily.

Suddenly, the monk disappeared from his sight, and at the same time, he felt as if he was being lifted by his belt.

"It seems that the donor is inconvenient to act, so let's let the old man do it for him."

The old monk carried the young man and walked to the edge of the rooftop step by step.

The young man looked down and looked at the ground a hundred meters below, his brain was dizzy, and great fear rose without warning.

"No, no, no...... Master don't! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! ”

There was another feeling of weightlessness, and the young man was firmly placed on the ground by the old monk, and then because his legs were weak and he couldn't stand, he lay directly on the ground.

Due to the great fear, the young man's limbs suddenly felt a sense of weakness, but he still gritted his teeth and crawled away from the edge of the rooftop.

"The old man doesn't have such a magnificent experience as the donor, and he will neither persuade you to let go of the knot, nor will he suggest that you forgive your wife," the old monk clasped his hands together and said lightly, "The old man just wants to tell the donor that this building is one hundred and thirty-seven meters, and if you jump down, you will never have a chance to regret it." ”

"Donor," the old monk looked at the young man who had survived the catastrophe, "do you still want to jump?" ”

"Don't jump, don't jump......" The young man shook his head frantically, "I was crazy before, and I actually wanted to jump off the building for a slut......

"Amitabha," the old monk nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that you have calmed down, donor." ”

"Uh-huh......"

The young man nodded cautiously, for fear of another slap.

"In that case, the poor monk took his leave."

The old monk nodded in satisfaction, and then disappeared suddenly.

Youth:!!!

……

Downstairs.

Gu Yunze looked at the monk who appeared in front of him, and said in his mouth: "Master, the way you transform people, no matter how many times you look at it, it is like that...... It's simple and crude. ”

"No," the monk shook his head, "This is also a divide, the benefactor just now is obviously just impulsive, as long as he can calm down, the problem will naturally be solved." ”

"Calm people down by slapping them?"

"Pain is a self-preservation instinct engraved in the human bones, and people who are desperate may not be affected by it, but the vast majority of people who want to find a short-term vision just because of the impulse will make the desire to survive more than anything because of the severe pain."

"Yes," Gu Yunze nodded, "The people who hang themselves and throw themselves into the river will soon regret it because of suffocation, and there are not a few people who take the initiative to call an ambulance after cutting their wrists and taking poison." ”

"Master Gu, what are you doing here?" The monk next to him asked with some puzzlement.

In his impression, since Gu Yunze broke through to Xeon, he basically never went out again, except for doing business, discussing the Tao and collecting ingredients.

"There is a 'protagonist' in this city that I like, and I will investigate it."

"Gu Shi chose his first 'protagonist' so quickly?"

The monk next to him felt a little incredible.

The main character, the central character of a story.

Or a person who has lived a life as wonderful as a story.

In every era, there will be some protagonists, maybe luck, maybe ability, or both. They have accomplished all kinds of things that seem incredible to ordinary people, and they have stood at the top of the world.

Everyone who stands on top of the world is the protagonist of their own story.

There may be countless bones like them behind them, but they are the ones who eventually reach the top.

It's not because it's the protagonists that they are today, but because they've reached the realm they are today, so they're qualified to be called the protagonists.

The mythical world is coming, the times create heroes, this unprecedented world, will give birth to a new "protagonist", as for who is qualified to live to the end, stepping on the throne of the "protagonist" with white bones, then no one knows.

Qin lost his deer, and the world chased it.

Who is the overlord and who is the Han emperor, then only time will know.

But having said that, this does not affect the three strongest people of Blue Star from cultivating their own "protagonists".

They make an agreement to find two people each, each use their own means to cultivate, and then throw them into the mythical world to see whose "protagonist" is better.

It's both a game and a game of chess.

The times can make heroes, and heroes can also affect the times.

These six "protagonists" are chess pieces, not chess pieces, and the purpose of cultivating them is to give birth to as many Tianjiao as possible in the early stage of the mythological generation, which is the most chaotic and has the most opportunities.

These Tianjiao will drive the development of the times at a faster pace, making this mythical world more brilliant.

And the first "protagonist" selected by Gu Yunze is naturally the true protagonist of this world - Jiang Shaohan.