Depressed! Quite depressed!

Zhang Liao lay on his back on a large meditation bed, closed his eyes and pondered. Just three days ago, on a thunderstorm night, I got up in a daze and closed the window, and when I woke up in a faint, I found that I was honored to become the legendary traverser and came to the world of "Shushan Swordsman" compiled by the lord of the Pearl House in the Republic of China.

Although this book begins with the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, the remnants of the scattered people, but after a few chapters, it turned into a complete world of gods and monsters, and with three Emei sword fights and four nine group of immortal catastrophes as the two main clues, telling the three or four generations of disciples in Shushan The grand story of the birth, achievement, and final ascension of the fighting method, theoretically speaking, this is definitely a fantasy out of the novel, I can't imagine that I will cross into such a world, which makes Zhang Liao extremely puzzled.

But there's more to the depression than that.

Zhang Liao found that the character he crossed and possessed was too inferior, and it was just a villain who appeared as a miscellaneous servant in the first few episodes, and the monk of Ciyun Temple! An ordinary disciple like Shi Qi is also a glamorous façade and has a bright future, even if his character is not good and he can't be decent, he can get a job under his hands, and there is a small evil sect with backers behind him, but he turned out to be possessed by this unlucky dragon, what a crime!

To talk about this comrade in the book, in the demon cave of Ciyun Temple, surrounded by some brave and ruthless, vicious Wutai demons, he just wants to come out of the mud without staining, clean himself, and practice wholeheartedly, but he is not favored by the master and brothers, and he became a monk with no future, during which he was forced to be beaten by his own family for a while, and was swept by the flying sword golden light of the blissful boy Li Jingxu for a while, and cut off one ear, which was extremely miserable, but fortunately he admired Orthodoxy in his heart after all, and sent a letter to the sister of Wudang Shi Mingzhu, and helped Emei laughing monk, Zhou Qingyun showed the way, and it was not easy to bleach himself from black, and finally he embarked on the so-called righteous path with great difficulty and became a member of the Wudang faction's small miscellaneous soldiers. Thinking that it was rare for me to cross over once, I actually sent such a pitiful little monk, how could it not be annoying!

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao couldn't help but hammer the bed board indignantly, only to hear a click, the big cloud bed was smacked out of a hole, Zhang Liao himself was startled, and then remembered that now he can not be regarded as an ordinary person, although he is not talented, after all, he still follows the abbot of Ciyun Temple, the eight-fingered Zen Zhitong monk has learned swordsmanship for more than ten years, this Zhitong is the descendant disciple of the ancestor of the Wutai faction, Taiyi mixed Yuan Patriarch, there are many good brothers and colleagues, and he has run this Ciyun Temple for many years, and he is also a powerful figure in the Wutai faction, in addition to one, there are the so-called four King Kong and other miscellaneous fish。 However, according to the records in the book, soon after, the Emei faction will come in a big way under the leadership of the two elders of Songshan and the ascetic Toutuo, and the result is naturally a great defeat of the demons, and the Ciyun Temple turned into a rubble field, and his cheap master Zhitong monk was also divided by two swords, which was miserable, but I don't know if his arrival will also bring some butterfly effect to this mysterious swordsman world.

Just as Zhang Liao was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the sound of an urn outside the door:

"Senior brother, the abbot's hall is invited. ”

When Zhang Liao heard it, he knew that it was his junior brother - the multi-armed King Kong Huixing in the Four Great King Kongs, in the original book, this guy can be said to be even worse, because he saw that Zhou Qingyun of the Emei faction was born beautifully, and when he faced the enemy, he verbally **, who thought that Zhou Qingyun was one of the most famous Sanying and Eryun among the three generations of Emei disciples in the future, how ruthless he was, and immediately pierced Huixing through his chest with a sword, and his death was extremely ugly.

Zhang Liao mourned for a moment of silence for this guy outside, then got up and tidied up his monk's clothes, and followed Huixing to the main hall of Ciyun Temple, only to see that there were already a lot of bald donkeys standing in the hall, and one in the middle was wearing a fiery robe and a monk's hat, which was his cheap master Zhitong Monk, and there was another person next to him, who was also dressed as a monk, but with a beard and a horizontal flesh, he looked like a typical villain NPC.

"I want to teach you to know that this is the disciple of my Wutai faction's golden-bodied Arhat Fa Yuan senior brother, who is called the multi-armed bear Maotai by the people of the rivers and lakes, and this time I came to my Ciyun Temple for a public case thirty years ago, and Zhou Chun, the third elder of Qilu Sanying, was going to make a break. ”

Sure enough, it came!

Listening to Zhitong's introduction, the one in the corner couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, as soon as Mrs. Mao, the lewd thief, came, the battle of Ciyun Temple was unveiled, and in the future, the two gangs of good and evil continued to invite people, and finally it was a doomed battle to the death!

Mao Tai saluted all the Weiyi, and said hello, Zhitong waved his hand to let everyone go down, leaving only the four great King Kongs of his henchmen and the strongest one among the many disciples.

Zhang Liao is also sweating in his heart, in this Shushan world, Emei, Qingcheng these famous factions, are all generations of heroes, green out of the blue, even under a hundred years and thousands of years, still prestige, but on the other hand, these evil sects, in addition to the founding patriarch has some bearing skills, the disciples and grandchildren under his hands, there are really not many people who can become talents.

Just like his own Wutai faction, the Kaishan Monster is the ancestor of the mixed yuan, the first two Emei sword fights, are all based on him as the leader of the different faction, especially the second sword fight, the mixed yuan with the self-refining of the five poison fairy sword, not falling Emei palm to teach Qi Shuming the wind, just ran into the East China Sea three immortals beating, and was stolen by the apprentice The talisman magic weapon, this is the death of the person, and it can be regarded as a generation of heroes.

But under the mixed yuan, the strength of his apprentices is getting worse and worse, and when it comes to these three generations of disciples, they are even more vulnerable, such as the four great King Kongs and the like, the name sounds bluffing, in fact, even the basic skills such as flying swords, most of them have not yet been introduced, and the most quintessential way of sword refining and weapon making of the Wutai faction is impossible to talk about. Comparing good and evil, this general trend is really clear at a glance.

Of course, Zhitong didn't know what was going on in the heart of the little monk under the seat, but he just discussed with Mrs. Mao and others about finding Zhou Chun for revenge.

When it was lively, I heard a report from the small novice outside the hall that there were 17 people from Yunnan and Guizhou provinces who went to Beijing to take the exam.

"Well, one, you are a guest of this temple, so it's up to you to deal with it. ”

Zhitong pondered for a moment before turning his head to Zhang Liao and said,

"Send them out early. ”

Zhang Liao turned around and went out, but he was bitter in his heart.

According to the description in the book, these seventeen lifters must be the unlucky scholars who came to the mountains and rivers with Zhou Yuncong, because they broke through the organs in the temple and found that Zhitong and others hid dozens of women who robbed the temple in the secret room, and as a result, they were all arrested by Zhitong and made him a target for practicing flying cymbals.

The question now is, should I think of an excuse to drive them away as soon as possible, so as not to let them wander around and discover the mechanism, so as to save the lives of these dozen people?

Also, if he really saved these people, then they should theoretically continue to go to Beijing to catch the exam, and whether Zhou Yuncong still has a chance to meet the life-saving benefactor Zhang Laosi father and daughter in the book and the future mentor Emei drunken Taoist, this has become a problem, oops, I didn't expect that so soon, the wings of my little butterfly will be flapped.

A thought flew around, and he had already brought two little novices to the meditation hall in the front hall, and sure enough, he saw seventeen young people who were visiting and pointing around, and saw a greeting, one of them hurriedly stepped forward to salute and exchange names and surnames, and sure enough, it was Zhou Yuncong.

looked each other up and down, wanting to see what the so-called "good bones" in the book was, and at a glance, I really felt that Xiao Zhou was still quite temperamental, and the so-called face-to-face theory in ancient times was probably not purely groundless.

"A poor monk, is a guest of the temple, a teacher of wisdom, in the backyard of Qing Xiu, has long refused to be dusty, refused to come out, you Tanyue will meet again another day. ”

Zhang Liao stepped forward and pretended to express it, causing those lifters to sigh for a while, and then beckoned everyone to sit down and serve tea and talk, although most of these movers are not very old, but they are quite knowledgeable and talk well, and Zhang Liao's possession is not as rude and unwritten as ordinary demons.

"No matter what, in this Shushan world, the biggest thing is merit, the Emei faction can prosper, the root lies in the accumulation of internal and external merit from the originator Changmei to the second generation of Lao Qi, so the luck gathers, the eight directions converge, since I have the ability to save people today, it is also a great opportunity, how can I miss it!"

Zhang Liao was sure in his heart, so he began to look around according to what was written in the book, and sure enough, he saw a scroll of eight immortals hanging on the middle hall, which seemed quite abrupt, he knew that behind this scroll was connected to the secret room of the monks in the temple. If I hadn't left, I wouldn't have made a mistake.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao decided to sit here and not let them have a chance to be alone, but at this moment, a thin voice suddenly came from his ears:

"Come to the apse quickly, there is something important for you to do. ”

It is Zhitong's sound transmission technique, Zhang Liao secretly wants to change the plot in this book is really troublesome, he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so he wanted to get up and talk to drive people, who knew that one of the people named Song Shi saw a man who always looked at the wall, and took a look, and sure enough, he saw the picture of the not very harmonious middle hall painting scroll, stood up with a smile and said:

"I have heard for a long time that Ciyun Temple is a famous big jungle in Sichuan, I see it today, when the real name is worthy of it, but it is such an elegant meditation hall, why hang such a vulgar painting, it is inevitable that the Buddha is dung, the mountain is built on the back, and the scenery is ruined. ”

Song Shi said loudly to the crowd, and was about to step forward to check, Zhang Liao's head was sweating, and he said that he was really afraid of something, so he hurriedly grabbed Song Shi and said:

"Here is to throw bricks and lead jade, to ask all the sons to leave the ink treasure, the name of the golden palace on the other day, the handwriting of the champion, the small temple also adds brilliance. ”

When everyone heard this, they laughed and praised in unison, and even praised the wonderful answer, and hurriedly ordered the little novice to go to get the four treasures of the study, and here accompany you Tanyue to make a poem with a painting, not to leave without permission, after the painting is completed, you can lead to the dining hall to eat. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, pushed the door out, and rushed to the inner hall, but he didn't know what Zhitong had to do by himself?!