Cyber Daming

"To be honest, who of us is older? This matter must be clarified, otherwise I will always feel that I am at a disadvantage."

On the way to Nagqu Golden Temple, Zhang Siyuan leaned next to Li Jun and asked with a shy smile.

At this moment, his appearance could be described as miserable.

He was wearing a tattered blue shirt, and his face, which was not outstanding in the first place, had a swollen eye, making him look particularly miserable.

But even though it was like this, he still kept on chatting with Li Jun in various ways.

I asked him all the way from Jiulong Street in Chengdu Prefecture to Jinling City in South Zhili. He was very interested in Li Jun's experience.

"this."

Li Jun cast a cold gaze and clenched his fists in annoyance, "Is it big enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough."

Zhang Siyuan swallowed nervously and moved away wisely, approaching Lord Ma.

"Master Ma, there are rumors in the New Donglin Party that you used to be a great figure in the Minggui Realm. Can you always tell me about your glorious deeds in the past?"

Lord Ma's gloomy red eyes brightened a little, and he came out of the idle state.

"Do you have a young and beautiful native aunt?"

Zhang Siyuan was stunned when he was asked. Before he knew how to answer, he heard Prince Ma say: "If there is, then you can hear whatever you want. If there is no, then just play around."

"Not native, okay?"

"Master Ma, do you think I am the kind of person who is not picky about food?"

Zhang Siyuan asked seriously: "What about brothers and sisters?"

"Then am I not a generation younger than your father? Get out of here."

Prince Ma waved his hand to chase the opponent away, and the light from the red eyes in his helmet faded away, leaving Mo Jia to follow Li Jun at a constant distance.

"Boring, you people are so boring!"

Zhang Siyuan was filled with melancholy and looked up to the sky with a sigh, but he did not dare to harass Li Jun and Lord Ma anymore, so he could only focus on Dunzhu beside him.

"Dondup, how old are you now?"

When the Fanmin man, who was a head taller than Zhang Siyuan, heard this, he immediately showed a simple and honest smile and answered honestly.

"I don't remember what I said to you sir."

‘Sir’ was the title Zhang Siyuan requested. Every time he heard Dunzhu shouting these two words, he felt comfortable all over.

On the contrary, he and Zou Sijiu have the same personality.

Zhang Siyuan wondered: "It's normal for people not to know when and where they will die, but how come they don't know the year and month of their birth?"

"I was brought back to Jinzhu Village by Jianjiu's father. I have forgotten all the past things." Dunzhu said in a loud voice.

"Your life is so miserable. But don't be depressed. Before I got pregnant, I thought I was an orphan. Didn't I find my biological father later? Maybe you will remember it at some point?"

Zhang Siyuan patted Dunzhu on the shoulder comfortingly, "Looking at your tall and thick appearance, you should be quite popular, right? Tell me honestly, do you have a girl you like?"

"No."

Dunzhu scratched his head and grinned, revealing a pair of white and neat teeth.

"A manly man, why are you so shy? Just say it and I will help you get married later."

Zhang Siyuan patted his chest: "I can tell you, there are countless people outside the country crying for father and mother just to meet your husband. We are destined, I will do this for you for free, you kid can just have fun secretly ”

Dunzhu shook his head: "Sir, it really doesn't happen."

"Really not?"

Zhang Siyuan looked suspicious, "Okay, I met a very nice girl in Naqu City. She sings very well. She also raises strong cattle and sheep. She looks like a good wife and mother who knows how to live. Then I will introduce her to her. you know."

"Thank you, sir."

Dunzhu made two gestures behind her butt with her hands, and asked with a smile: "Is it big?"

"What's big or not?"

Zhang Siyuan lowered his gaze, and the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.

"Your boy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks like an honest man. How come you are okay with this?"

"I like it, it's great to have a baby."

"Okay!"

Zhang Siyuan didn't care if it was true or not, he just bit him to death.

"Then I don't want it, thank you sir."

Hearing Dunzhu's answer, Zhang Siyuan couldn't help showing an astonished expression.

"Didn't you want it big? Now you don't want it anymore. I think you are in trouble. You dare to tease me?"

"Sir, don't be angry, because I am not planning to give birth to Ga Zai."

Dunzhu's eyes were clear and there was a smile on his face, but the words he spoke were like a heavy stone, hitting Zhang Siyuan's heart.

Li Jun, who was walking in front, also slowed down and frowned slowly.

Although when he was in Jinzhu Village, he agreed to Dunzhu's request and taught him martial arts.

But along the way, he and Dunzhu had almost no small talk. Apart from rushing to demolish the temple, they only spent their free time instructing each other in martial arts.

Li Jun didn't know what was going on in the mind of this man who had suffered great changes.

"Why?"

Zhang Siyuan's voice seemed a bit low and hoarse.

"Because it's not a good place here, I will suffer here."

Dunzup's plain language was not very good. The previous words were stumbling, but this sentence was particularly clear.

In fact, as smart as Zhang Siyuan, how could he not know this answer?

He asked just because he wanted to expand the topic and find a way to enlighten the other party.

But when he actually heard the answer, Zhang Siyuan found that he had a lump in his throat. Although he was full of knowledge about worldliness and gentlemanly principles, he found that he could not find an appropriate sentence at all.

Because what Dunzhu said was true, there was no way to refute it, and there was no way to comfort him.

"Why did you suffer? You are now a lone martial artist. Do you know what this means?"

Zhang Siyuan tried his best to ease the extremely depressing atmosphere, and raised his hand to point at Li Jun's back.

"Look at your master, how powerful is he? You can be like him in the future, and you can completely change the current bandi with your own fists, or do you not want to do this?"

Dunzhu nodded fiercely: "I want to, for other people's Gazai."

The ugly smile on Zhang Siyuan's mouth slowly dissipated, and he was silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

"Dunzhu, why not for yourself?"

"I should not be able to live."

Dunzhu answered without thinking, laughing heartlessly.

Zhang Siyuan opened his mouth, his face full of guilt and annoyance.

"Fuck."

Li Jun's footsteps suddenly stopped, his fists made a crackling sound, and he exuded a terrifying pressure, and the boiling murderous aura swept the snow all over the sky.

Seeing this scene, the honest and straightforward Dunzhu thought that he had said something wrong and showed a self-blaming and uneasy expression.

But he was not good at speaking, so he didn't know how to apologize.

Just when the atmosphere was depressing, the horse king who noticed something was wrong returned from the Minggui Realm in time and solved the deadlock.

"Zhang's son, there is the shadow of Nong Xu behind the demon chaos in the Fandi. Do you know about this?"

"I know."

Zhang Siyuan hurriedly said: "When I first entered the Fandi, I felt that there was something strange behind the "demon chaos", so I looked for it specifically for this, but the clues I found were almost all some groundless folk legends, which were not of much value."

"The only thing that can be confirmed is that the organization called "Sheji" has been lurking in the Fandi a long time ago."

Ma Wangye asked in surprise: "Even your Xindong Lin's party doesn't know them?"

"The Nongxu sequence doesn't have much presence. In the two waves of technology and methods that swept the entire Ming Dynasty, they didn't seem to be very active. They did almost all business with the poor people in the empire and always kept to themselves."

Zhang Siyuan recalled the information about Nongxu in his mind and said in a deep voice: "Inside the Confucian sequence, there are many clans who have deliberately cultivated talents of this sequence, and even raised slaves of the four masters of Nongxu. "

"But their performance is mediocre, and there is not much to pay attention to in terms of combat power and potential. On the contrary, the energy consumed is much more than that of cultivating a Bingxu four. Over time, the Confucian sequence no longer pays attention to them. "

"There are only useless people, but no useless sequence. This is the original words of Emperor Yizong. Moreover, the history of Nongxu genes is longer than any of the three religions. If it is really mediocre, how could it survive until now?"

Ma Wangye said: "Besides, even you haven't dug out their secrets and think that there is nothing worth paying attention to about them. Doesn't it just show that this The sequence is hidden very deeply? "

"That's the truth."

Zhang Siyuan frowned: "But if that's the case, the Nongxu is a bit too deep, right? Many of them are not stamped with the Confucian seal. If we can't even figure out their details, there is only one possibility."

"The Nongxu active in the empire now are all fake! It's a deliberate smoke to confuse people!"

Zhang Siyuan said solemnly: "Only those in the 'Sheji' may be the real Nongxu!"

This inference is really shocking.

You must know that there are many Nongxu in the empire, and there is also a large base.

If they are all fakes, this hand is a bit exaggerated.

Besides, can genes and sequences be faked?

Ma Wangye thinks it is unlikely, but the other party is Zhang Fengyue's son after all, and knows much more information than himself.

"Zhang's boy, what is your level of 'math'?"

Zhang Siyuan said calmly: "Average."

"How average?"

"Can I calculate what day it is today?"

"That's fine. Wait a minute, what did you say?"

Red eyes swept over, and the voice of Lord Ma in a bad tone came out.

"I learned 'shooting' art, didn't I say that before?"

Zhang Siyuan spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

Lord Ma asked in astonishment: "Your father's 'math' art is the pinnacle, and you don't know it at all?"

"Is there any inevitable connection? What era is this? Do you still emphasize that sons inherit their father's business?"

Lord Ma said helplessly: "It seems that you are really a rebellious son."

"Lord Ma, you are too kind."

The scholar clasped his hands together and bowed to Mo Jia.

The red light in his one eye choked, and he obviously didn't expect Zhang Siyuan to be so shameless.

"Whether it's a trick to deceive people or some special means to deceive Ruxu, it doesn't matter."

Li Jun said: "Now they are clearly hiding in the foreign land. Find them and you will know the answer."

"Brother Jun does things openly and happily!"

Zhang Siyuan smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that when I turned around to sweep the Buddhist temples in Canglan area, I killed a Sangyan Foxu named Duoluo Mu. I heard from her that there is a place called Yinuo City in Canglan area, which should be the territory of 'Sheji'. Do you want to go there? It's on the way anyway."

"Lead the way."

"Okay, but there is a problem. We may not be able to find that place."

Li Jun frowned and asked: "Why?"

At this time, Dunzhu, who had been listening to their conversation quietly, suddenly spoke.

"Because in the legend of the people, the city of Karma is mobile."

The snow is flying, and thousands of miles are white.

A white-headed and black-feathered bird fluttered through the thick clouds and swooped down, its red eyes reflecting the small black shadows lined up below.

The shadowy figure trudged through the heavy snow, which was thick enough to cover his wrists. Every time he stepped up and down with difficulty, he would make a harsh crunching sound.

Dirty felt robes were wrapped around their swollen and deformed bodies, an iron chain was wrapped around their necks, and ten blue and purple faces with numb eyes were connected together.

The front end of the chain was held in the hand of a huge protector, leading them forward like cattle and sheep.

At the front of the team, two monks carried a luxurious carriage inlaid with agate and painted with gold paint.

Sitting cross-legged in the curtain is none other than Yunri Living Buddha, one of the five masters of the Xuwu Temple under the command of Sangyan Temple.

Yun Ri's eyes were gloomy at this moment, and his face was livid and ugly.

It’s no wonder that she would be like this. As the master of the Yunri Temple who once controlled hundreds of miles around the Canglan area and was supported by thousands of Buddhist slaves, how could Yunri have ever been in such a mess?

But since that group of Mingren entered Fandi, all the glory of the past disappeared.

In particular, the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhang was a completely mad dog. He would not stop demolishing the temple once, but turned around and razed the temple he had not completed to the ground again.

If I hadn't happened to be in Yunri Buddha Land, I'm afraid I would have ended up like Master Doluo Mu now.

The most critical point is that things have reached the current stage. Apart from the original Buddhist decree not to resist, there are no other orders from Sangyan Mountain.

If she hadn't felt the dharma appearance of Sangyan Buddha Lin Jiapo in the Buddhist kingdom, she would have thought that her Buddha had passed away.

But such silence made Yunri feel more uneasy.

As long as the group of Ming people stayed in Fandi for one day, the reconstruction of the temple could no longer proceed.

More importantly, Yunri felt a strong crisis, which made her extremely eager to increase her strength.

And if you want to quickly strengthen your Buddhist thoughts and wisdom roots in Fandi, the only shortcut is to go to those special trading places that are erratic in Fandi, and use the 'seeds' you have carefully cultivated to exchange for purification with those beings who don't know whether they can still be regarded as human beings. computing power.

Although this was not the first time he had done something like this, Yunri still felt faintly nauseous every time he thought of the scene in the trading pit.

Those beings should be the demons described in Buddhist scriptures.

Maybe I don't know when the Buddhas will decree and drive all these foreign demons out of the land.

But when that time comes, where will I go to exchange such pure computing power at such a low price?

The unchanging vast snowfield made Yunri's thoughts drift further and further away.

Just when she lowered her eyes and thought deeply, the man beneath her suddenly stopped.

"What's up?"

After regaining consciousness, Yunri raised his eyes and saw a vague figure suddenly appearing in the wind and snow in the distance.

A burly body was covered in tattered clothes, the muscles of his bare arms were bulging, and a dirty and tangled beard hung on his face. He exuded a strong aura of savagery.

The other party's clothing and appearance clearly suggested that of a Buddhist slave, but it was very obvious that he was from a certain order outside of Fandi.

However, in Yunri's Buddhist recitation, the sense of crisis coming from the other party was extremely weak. At best, it was just a Xu Jiu who had just broken the lock.

"The demons are causing chaos, the Ming people are invading, and now there are actually Buddhist slaves who have entered other orders. The current land is really no longer pure."

Yunri sighed, raised his palm slightly, and handed down the decree.

"kill him."

Wow

The chain fell into the snow, and the guardian god who was responsible for pulling the 'cattle and sheep' stepped forward, his pace became faster and faster, and he rushed towards the slave who dared to block the Buddha stand.

The 'cows and sheep' who were left on the spot didn't know what happened. They just widened their eyes in horror and huddled together, clutching the collars around their necks with both hands.

In Yunri's indifferent eyes, another figure whose appearance was unclear appeared in the wind and snow.

"You can't handle this guy right now, so let me do it sir."

Zhang Siyuan patted Dunzhu on the shoulder and motioned for him to step back.

But the moment he finished speaking, a gust of wind and snow had already blown past him.

The guardian god who was rushing towards this direction was directly smashed into fragments all over the sky.

"Ouch, why did I forget that there is someone more impulsive than you? You are the same, Mr. Ma, why don't you stop him?"

Zhang Siyuan was horrified and shouted loudly in the distance: "Brother Jun, keep some people under your command, don't kill him!"

boom!

The strong wind blew the snowflakes into the sky, forming a pure white wave.

A shrill scream broke out from the whimpering wind.

When Zhang Siyuan and others arrived, there were no monks or monks anywhere, only broken corpses and wreckage all over the ground.

Li Jun raised his foot and stepped on Yun Ri's head, trying his best to suppress his restless murderous intention.

"What did you do to them? Tell me!"

Yunri, who was completely devoured by fear, did not dare to hide anything, and replied in a trembling voice: "I sent them to the empire and stole the seeds of other sequences. Then they sold them to Karma City and exchanged them from Zheng Zhou's farm. The causal calculation power he cultivated”

Hearing this, Zhang Siyuan looked up in astonishment, and then he saw clearly that the Buddhist slaves huddled together in the snow in the distance were all bloated and had big bellies. They were all pregnant women!

"Beasts."

Dunzhu rushed over with a broken heart and forcibly broke the iron chain that tied them together.

But the reaction of these Buddhist slaves made Dunzhu stand there at a loss.

They only saw their hands tightly grasping the iron hoop on their necks, unwilling to let Dunzhu break the last layer of bondage for them.

These shackles were not only on their bodies, but also on their hearts.