Chapter 1: New Linghu Chong

In the cold winter wax moon, the wind is howling, and the snowflakes are scattered all over the sky, like torn cotton wool.

On the top of the steep Huashan Siguo Cliff, in a deep and wide cave, many empty wine jars on the ground are scattered, and the aroma of wine seems slightly warmer in this cold air.

A man dressed in a green robe, with a well-defined face and a somewhat unshaven beard, finally woke up leisurely.

"Uh, my head hurts! I remember traveling in the snowy mountains, I encountered an avalanche, and then I lost consciousness, how did I get here?" the man muttered, rubbing his head.

Immediately, there were many more memories in his mind, and he carefully sorted them out, and finally understood what was going on.

"When Heaven closes a door for us, it opens another window for us. Although I have suffered an avalanche and died once before, my soul has been able to travel into this world of smiling and proud rivers and lakes, and it happens to be this Ling Hu Chong, which can be regarded as a new beginning. If it comes, it will be safe. From now on, I will be Linghu Chong, a new Linghu Chong!"

The man was talking to himself, and the confusion and sadness in his eyes gradually became radiant, with confidence and courage.

"Fortunately, I have read the original book of Xiaoao Jianghu several times before, and I am familiar with the plot and many hidden things, so I will be considered an unpredictable prophet in the future. Now that I've become Linghu Chong, I won't be so miserable this time. I will no longer be tormented by the six immortals of Peach Valley and the internal strength of the unprecepted monks, nor will I lose my favorite little sister again, and I will not feel sorry for myself because of my master's suspicions...... Look back, how much beauty don't let go!" Ling Hu Chong said in his heart.

Next, Ling Hu Chong meditated cross-legged, carefully adapting to the new body, and sorting out the increased memories in his mind.

In other words, it is equivalent to a traveler in later generations, and most of Ling Hu Chong's memories have been fused, and it is difficult to distinguish each other, but he is the main one.

"Because before, Ling Hu Chong, no, it should be said that it was me, in order to save the senior sister Yilin of the Beiyue Hengshan faction, and I fought with Tian Boguang, and I was slashed thirteen times. had to resort to many scoundrel tricks before he succeeded in saving people. But this is already a disgraceful thing. Later, I went to participate in the Nanyue Hengshan faction Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin hand-washing ceremony, but Liu Zhengfeng was tragically destroyed, and I had a friendship with Liu Zhengfeng and the demon sect elder Qu Yang. Master Yue Buqun punished me for thinking about the cliff in Huashan. ”

Ling Hu Chong thought about the recent events in his mind, and for more than two months, he had been thinking about it very quietly, practicing internal skills and Huashan swordsmanship every day, as well as pondering Shi Niang's move "Peerless and Matchless, Ning's One Sword", and Tian Boguang's fast knife. It's also a very fulfilling life, but recently, the little junior sister fell out with Ling Hu Chong.

"When I first faced the wall, my sister had to walk a long way every day to bring me food and wine. But then the number of times I came gradually decreased, and when I asked her, she wouldn't say. ”

"Later, my junior brother Liuhou'er told me that my junior sister Yue Lingshan has been very close to Lin Pingzhi recently, and she often flirts and scolds, feeling indignant for me. ”

Ling Hu Chong continued to recall: "So when the junior sister finally came to bring me food again, I asked about the current situation between her and Lin Pingzhi, and the junior sister was a little angry. Then my sister showed me a one-foot-long jasper sword, which was the jade sword passed to her by my sister. We compare swordsmanship, every time I compete with swords, I let my little sister be happy in order to make her happy, and she wins every time. ”

"But this time, I was so confused that I was distracted during the sword competition, so I picked up the little junior sister's jade girl sword and flew to the bottom of the Siguo cliff. Hey, no matter how much I apologize and admit my mistakes, the little junior sister was so angry that she stomped her feet and left, and never came to Si Liya to bring me food again. ”

Ling Hu Chong's thoughts gradually became less ethereal, because since he fell out with his little junior sister, he had been drinking constantly, and he was drunk like mud. Sobered up a little, drank again, and then became confused. Because of this reason, the soul of the later generations of time-travelers occupied this body.

"Is it really worth it to practice yourself like this for the sake of the little junior sister? The former Ling Hu Chong, you are just wrong because you are too good to the little junior sister, meticulous care, she treats you as a brother completely, and has no other feelings. ”

Ling Hu Chong put his hands behind his back, stood on the snow-covered Siguo cliff, and said in his heart: "I know that this is the regret you have always had in your heart, let me fulfill your wish and get the heart of the little junior sister." As for Lin Pingzhi, I have never liked this person, why did he take away the little junior sister?"

As far as the eye can see, the steep Huashan Mountain is shrouded in heavy clouds. The snow is falling, there is such loneliness between heaven and earth, such a cold winter wax moon, who doesn't want to get together with friends and sweethearts? But Ling Hu Chong is alone in the cliff and waiting.

Ling Hu Chong smiled bitterly and sighed: "Being able to live this life again is already a blessing in misfortune." What else can I complain about? Hurry up and adjust your condition, cheer up, and meet the challenge of this proud world!"

Once, before the new Linghu Chong crossed, he was a master of the love field, and he understood that to chase a favorite woman, it was not just about being good to her.

"Some people think that as long as they continue to be kind to the person they like, they can move her and then like themselves. This is completely wrong, moving is not the same as moving. You can't pursue women, you have to attract women, because when you have the idea of pursuing it, you have already lost. ”

Otherwise, just like the previous way of pursuing Hu Chong, in the end, I could only hear the little junior sister say: "Senior brother, you are a good person, but we are not suitable, I have always treated you as a brother." ”

So much so that in the original book, Ling Hu Chong has been giving up on himself for a long time.

When the travelers saw such a plot, they all felt unbearable, and they felt unworthy of Ling Hu Chong.

Linghu Chongxin said: "The most important thing is to improve yourself, make yourself more excellent, and be worthy of being liked by others, do you still need to chase the little junior sister at that time?"

So, Ling Hu Chong immediately cheered up, returned to the cave, and put away the empty wine jars scattered all over the ground.

After cleaning up the cave, Ling Hu Chong tidied up his long hair and tied it up with a cloth belt.

"It's really hard enough to think about the cliff, and I don't even have the conditions to take a hot shower. It can really be said that the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin. ”

"In the next period of time, I will first consolidate the internal skills and swordsmanship that I have already learned, and then go to study the lost sword moves of the Wuyue Sword Sect hidden in the cave. If I wait until Tian Boguang comes to invite me down the mountain and fights, and then I go to temporarily hold Buddha's feet, I will be seriously injured. I'm not going to suffer that dumb loss!" Ling Hu said in his heart.