"Looks like I've really crossed over into online games. ”

Dr. Ho still can't believe all this, and based on the content of his higher education, the probability of such a thing happening is zero.

But what happened, probably because of "Maya", because of the biggest typhoon of the century, or because of the sudden lightning? This kind of thing has already involved his blind spot in knowledge, and no matter how he thinks about it, he can't find an answer that satisfies him.

In short, at this moment, he is no longer the leader of the scientific community, no longer the hope of a healthy life for mankind, but the senior brother of the Carefree School, the senior brother of Ling'er, and a chivalrous man who sounds good at martial arts - He Ergou.

"Sounds like martial arts aren't bad?" Dr. He thought of this, and felt a little comfort in his heart, he dreamed of becoming a powerful martial artist since he was a child, and fantasized about one day being able to go to the end of the world with a sword. At this moment, although it is a strange way to realize the wish in such a strange way as traveling to a martial arts game, that ...... Before figuring out how to go back, why not live the life you once dreamed of, and have no regrets.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and asked Ling'er, "Master, what is the name of the old man, Master?"

Ling'er pouted and knocked him on the head hard: "Okay, I forgot that the master called Xian Yunzi, I have to clean you up today!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" The Ling woman in front of her looked amazing, and if she punched her, I was afraid that she would either die or be injured. When you don't figure out your own strength, it's better not to provoke others.

"Alright, Ling'er. An old man appeared at the door of the house, "Ergou, how do you feel about your body?" The old man, with ruddy and radiant face, with flowing white hair, an old and kind complexion, dressed in a silver-green robe, walked lightly to Dr. Ho's bedside.

Dr. He rolled his eyes and thought, "Unlucky, how could I name myself like that?"

"Back to Master, the disciple feels much better, but when he thinks back to all the things before, he doesn't seem to have the slightest impression anymore. Dr. He racked his brains to recall how the people in the martial arts novels he had read talked to the master, after all, he was a newcomer and did not understand the master's temper, for fear that one would be expelled from the master if he was not careful.

This time, it was Xian Yunzi's turn to be stunned, he looked at Dr. He, and couldn't help laughing: "Our Xiaoyao faction has the rules of the Xiaoyao faction, you and I are masters and apprentices, you don't have to be so formal." ”

"It seems that this Xiaoyao faction is not a martial arts master. Dr. Ho thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Dr. He raised his head and asked tentatively, "Master, what about the other junior brothers of our Loose Sect?"

The master stroked his beard and replied patiently: "Ergou, we only have two disciples in the Easy Sect. You fall from a mountain and lose your memory. You don't have to be lost, we'll find a way to help you recover. ”

He Ergou didn't hear the latter words clearly, he only noticed one important point - there were only two disciples in the Xiaoyao Sect, himself and Ling'er.

In martial arts novels, such a sect that only accepts one person or two people, if it is not a side door, it is a powerful sect that can influence martial arts.

Seeing He Ergou's surprised expression, Xian Yunzi added: "In this case, I will talk to you from the beginning as a teacher, maybe it will also help your memory - first of all, this is Xiaoyao Valley, you and I are members of the Xiaoyao faction, I am the head of the Xiaoyao faction, and I am also your master." You are my eldest apprentice, named He Ergou, this is your junior sister, named Ling'er. The rule of our free school is to keep our minds stable, not to be sad or happy, and not to be disturbed by all kinds of idle things. ”

Dr. He nodded, and said in his heart that this was in line with the style of the carefree school he had seen in martial arts novels. In the novels I have read, although the Carefree School has never asked about the world, as long as they make a move, they will be a blockbuster. Now that he has become the senior brother of the Carefree Sect, Dr. He can't help but feel ecstatic, he forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart and asked, "Master, what kind of martial arts do I know?"

Xian Yunzi thought for a while: "You start with the Easy Sword Technique, the Blue Scale Sword Technique is the transition, and finally the Nameless Sword Technique." It's just that your nameless swordsmanship has not been very pure, otherwise the Ququ Youzhou thief would not have let you be so seriously injured. ”

"Am I so powerful?" Dr. He murmured, but he found that no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't know how to use his martial arts. "Sometimes you may have to rely on muscle memory...... Dr. Ho thought secretly.

"Master, Ling'er, you guys should get busy first, I want to rest quietly for a while. Dr. He looked up at Master and then at Senior Sister and smiled sincerely.

"Well," the master nodded, "you do need to recuperate now, let's go, Ling'er." ”

With that, he walked out of the room.

Ling'er watched her master stride out, staring at Dr. He with a pair of big eyes, suddenly, she grabbed one of Dr. He's fingers, secretly leaned into Dr. He's ear, and whispered: "Senior Brother Ergou, if you don't want to practice, you can take me down the mountain to play, I haven't been down the mountain for a long time!"

Dr. He has loved learning since he was a child, and since graduation, he has been obsessed with research and has never been so close to a girl. At this time, there was a cute little sister grinding her ears and temples, and Dr. He couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, very nervous.

"Okay, good!" Dr. Ho said with a smile on his face.

Ling'er grinned and hopped out of the room.

As soon as she left, Dr. Ho visibly felt relieved, and his heart was no longer blushing like that, and he looked at his pinched and swollen fingers, as if he understood why he was so out of shape.

"It really hurts!" Dr. He thought without tears, "It seems that this junior sister is learning some domineering and fierce kung fu on weekdays, and this He Ergou also has internal strength and true qi to protect the body, at this moment I came to the body of this big disciple of the Easy Sect, but the martial arts were lost, the roots and bones were all wasted, and even the little junior sister couldn't bear it." ”

Dr. He jumped out of bed with a fluke mentality, and began to make a series of actions according to the description of martial arts in the martial arts novels he had read, but not only did he not recall the martial arts moves, but he almost bent his waist.

"Are all martial arts novels deceitful?" Dr. He thought, "Wait, I practice swordsmanship, but I am barehanded, how can I recall swordsmanship moves!"

Thinking of this, Dr. He began to look around, and sure enough, there was a long sword hanging in the room, Dr. He pulled out the scabbard, although it did not have the sword aura and the cold light flashed, it looked extremely sharp. He held the sword in his hand, but he almost came out of his hand, "My fork, are the cold weapons so heavy?"

Dr. Ho held the hilt of the sword with both hands, imitating the movements of the hero in the novel, and swung it with all his strength, and sure enough, nothing else happened except for the sore wrist caused by the long sword.

Dr. He clamped the scabbard between his legs, carefully grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and put the sword back into the scabbard little by little, for fear that if he accidentally dropped the sword at his feet, he would probably be confessed for the rest of his life. By the time he hung the sword back up, Dr. Ho was already sweating. The thought of using this kind of thing to fight people in the future made Dr. He feel a strong desire to give up.

"Well, maybe there's another way to recover my memory. Dr. He thought, people say that people can stimulate people's potential in times of crisis, and since they can't recover their memories of martial arts on their own, maybe finding someone to learn from them will have a miraculous effect?

Dr. He, who should be called He Ergou now, pushed open the door and walked towards Ling'er's room.