Chapter 3 Looking back is a hundred years

I'm back again!

What a familiar scene, what a familiar memory!

Hundreds of years have passed in a flash, and Cheng Jun thought that he had forgotten the taste of this great change when he was a child. But when things came back to him, he felt that the hot and severe pain, like the feeling of hell, was still deeply engraved in his mind, and at this moment, like boiling oil boiling in the oil pot in front of him, it was tumbling and galloping.

Unforgettable!

At the beginning, he was still a proud young man like a sharp sword, and when he heard the previous sarcastic words, he did not hesitate, raised his head, and poured the hot oil in one go.

Disaster!

The hot oil instantly destroyed his throat and flowed downstream, burning his stomach and abdomen, and in the end, his whole body seemed to be burning. At that time, after experiencing inhuman suffering, he fell to the ground and fainted.

It wasn't until he woke up -- and that was more than ten days later -- that he realized that his future as an artist had been ruined, and although he had been healed and was not dead for the time being, his voice was completely useless and he could no longer speak. He sat in school at the age of five, appeared on stage at the age of nine, and has been singing in the pear orchard, when he suddenly lost his voice, it can be said that he fell from the sky, and he had nothing in the blink of an eye.

After a while, he didn't want to think about it, it was nothing more than the warmth and coldness of human feelings, the hot and cold world, and as soon as the original world turned over, there was no place for him to stand.

Finally, on a snowy night like today, he ran out of his place and began his lonely wandering life.

After that, learning martial arts, opportunities, entering the Tao, seeking immortals, cultivating, grinding, step by step, struggling for hundreds of years, and finally reached the top of Shenzhou......

If it ends at that time, it will be a perfect inspirational legend, and it can be sung for thousands of years if it is interpreted in the commentary, but it is a pity that Tiantai came to the world, and the nine top characters made the last big gamble, and he finally fell short, and his body died, I thought that it was inevitable to be reincarnated, but I didn't expect to open my eyes and return to my youth.

This is a big dream......

Although Cheng Jun has seen too many magical things, it is hard to believe that such a thing as rebirth is real. He once thought that this was a dream, or a dream of him, dreaming of his youth, or when he was a teenager, he had a long, long dream, in the dream, he cultivated immortals and became prominent for a while, a pillow of yellow sorghum for thousands of years, and after waking up, it was still in reality.

In the past month, although he has been doing his own preparations, deep down, there is still a trace of doubt in his heart, maybe this is just a dream, I don't know when, it will disappear again.

It wasn't until the pot of hot oil was brought to him again that he completely woke up and realized-

Lao Tzu - It's back!

All kinds of emotions filled the chest, there was anger, there was shock, there was sorrow, but more than that, there was joy!

I even have a chance to do it all over again!

Again, there are countless ideas in his mind, like flowers, gushing out, but the most important thing is nothing more than one!

Try again! Go to the rooftop again, this time, kick the rest of the guys down, and I'm the only one who can stand at the top!

All kinds of childhood are not important, the Ma Gongzi in front of him is just a clown, and the most important thing is only a rooftop. This is the most important and only dream of Cheng Jun, the later "Heavenly Monarch of Troubled Times".

Go to the rooftop!

After waking up from the mixed tastes, Cheng Jun realized that there were still people in front of him.

One, two, three...... In Cheng Jun's eyes, these people who were still performing with various faces just now were a little blurred, who are they?

The thin man next to him is the Li class master of the drama troupe. bought him back to teach him to learn drama since he was a child, and when Cheng Jun was able to make money before, the two had a time together. However, after he was completely abolished, Class Master Li also did many disgusting things. At that time, Cheng Jun hated him to death, but after a few decades, he completely forgot about him as a person, the immortal road is difficult and dangerous, there are too many things worth noting, who still remembers this snob who is no more ordinary in the world? It wasn't until he returned to his youth that he remembered that there was such a person.

Opposite the head of the Li class, the scholar on the table, Cheng Jun faintly remembered that this person's surname was Zhang, and it seemed that he had met him a few years ago, when he was still a smash hit. Of course, just like seeing other distinguished guests, I entertained a few words and got some silver taels. But later, Cheng Jun was a little surprised, when he poured hot oil and was about to die, only Zhang Gongzi invited a doctor to treat him, which saved his life. Judging from this point alone, he is much stronger than his companions who have been with Cheng Jun since childhood. However, Cheng Jun was full of resentment in his heart at the beginning, and he acted extremistically, only remembering that without this son-in-law, there would have been no such disaster at all, so when he left, he robbed him by the way and wrapped up his silver.

This one is left...... Ma Gongzi ......

Only this person, Cheng Jun still remembers. For decades, he would dream of this person in his dreams, and he wanted to cut this person with a thousand knives and tear him to pieces. This hatred lasted until decades later, when he returned to his hometown and slaughtered Ma Gongzi's family, which was finally erased.

It's also a shame that he hadn't stepped into the immortal road at that time, and he was still doing the trick of happiness and revenge in the martial arts, after he entered the Tao, this cause and effect had already ended, and he didn't become a demon in his heart.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of years later, he actually came back again to face Ma Gongzi. The hatred of eating it raw and sleeping on its skin has dissipated a lot, and only a feeling of disgust remains-reincarnation of two lives, this grandson is still so annoying.

In that case, how do you play?

Ma Gongzi saw that there was no one next to Cheng Jun, and he was angry like thunder, but he thought that he was really beautiful, and he didn't have a special seizure, and said: "Hurry up, did you drink this oil, or do you want to go with me?" ”

Cheng Jun glanced at Class Master Li, and saw that he was sweating, but he didn't say a word, and couldn't help but smile. He had also thought before, if his surname was not so impulsive, if he was a little slower, would someone help him out of the siege? Case......

Walking over slowly, Cheng Jun said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master Ma, although I can't sing, and I won't go back with you, but I have a small gift here for Gongzi to pay off debts, how about it?"

Ma Gongzi laughed and said: "You are just a ninth-rate little drama, what good things can you have? In my opinion, you have one good thing, that is, you are a person." Wouldn't it be better to go back with me than to laugh at you every day?"

Cheng Jun smiled: "Whether it's a good thing, let's see." Reaching into his arms, he took out a piece of yellow paper and unfolded it head-on, only to see a zigzag symbol on it.

Ma Gongzi was still looking forward to what he would come up with, but when he looked at it, he laughed and said, "What is it, wiping the ass papyrus?"

Cheng Jun smiled: "You see it is inconspicuous? It is not used like this, come, let me show its benefits." With a slight flick of the words, the inconspicuous yellow paper seemed to flash, and with a brush, it was thrown into the hot oil pan.

I only heard a bang, and the oil pot seemed to be thrown into a lit cannonball, which suddenly burst open, and there was a loud crackle, and the flames rose into the air, burning a foot high, and the golden-red tongue of fire almost burned through the roof, and the heat wave was surging, the green smoke was filled, and a smell of oil burn spread out.

Ma Gongzi was shocked and shouted, "Fire, fire!" and fled from his position screaming. The head of the class, together with Zhang Gongzi and a few small people, fled one by one.

Cheng Jun kept staring at Ma Gongzi with a smile, and then said with a smile: "Don't run, I haven't shown you the most exciting yet." As he spoke, he rushed forward, ignoring the fact that the iron pot had been burned red, put his hands into the flames, picked up the ears of the pot, picked it up, caught up a few steps, and even the fire and oil were buckled on Ma Gongzi's head, and said with a smile: "It's all for you, don't look for it." ”

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