Cyber Daming

"On the fifth day of January in the fourteenth year of Jiaqi's reign, Wang Qi and I made an appointment in Jinmen, at one of the most prestigious fireworks venues."

"He treated me to a ridiculous night. It wasn't until the evening of the next day that we officially started talking."

"He is now a well-known upstart in Wuxu, but he has always been alone. I asked him if he had any ideas about starting a sect, and he told me that he had not triggered this mission from Ao Hu yet. I didn't listen to this sentence Understand."

"I asked him what he was going to do if one day all the sequences in this empire were cleared. He answered me that he should have completed the main line here, and it was time to go to the world outside the empire. Free to explore.”

"When he said this, Wang Qi's face was filled with anticipation and he seemed to be eager to set off."

"I feel like he regards this world as a yellow beam dream. I suddenly felt very nervous, because this is like a precursor to being taken away by the yellow beam ghost. Could it be that even the solo martial arts can't stop the erosion of the yellow beam? !”

"Out of concern, I expressed my doubts and wanted to help him understand the reality. But he gave me an unexpected answer."

"Wang Qi said meaningfully that once in this life, whether it is true or false, it is just a game."

"I still don't quite understand, but in my heart I feel that this is actually quite good."

"We started having fun again that night and it lasted for three whole days."

"To be honest, I seem to have become rusty in the areas I was best at before. This needs to be noted."

"On January 24, the fourteenth year of Jiaqi, the situation became increasingly tense. I saw too many riots along the way, and smoke was everywhere. I vaguely felt that the turmoil was about to end, so I started to prepare to return to Moyuan."

"While passing through Cangzhou, I accidentally met the person I had not planned to talk to, Dunzup."

"He came all the way from Fandi to hunt down a Dharma king of the old Buddhist order. The other party cooperated with the remaining demon cultivators of the new sect to plunder the people in Fandi to build his own Buddhist kingdom. This Jin Dynasty has been proven wrong. How come there are still people practicing this method?”

"He asked me to stand aside and wait for him to complete the order issued by the Bodhisattva of the Ten Directions before chatting with me slowly. I was sweating all over during the whole battle. I can only say that these Wu Xu's attacks were really ruthless. ”

"This was the first time I talked to someone, and there was a plucked head next to me. This straightforward and forthright man from Bandi didn't think there was anything wrong. Instead, he asked me with great interest about the hundreds of households in Japan. District experience.”

"The wise Haruhide disguised as a ghost, the love-crazed Arasai Retsu, the wily Tokugawa Hiroshi and the foolish and loyal Toyotomi Enkō. And that night in Edo, thousands of gilded guards forgot life and death and fought bloody battles. ”

"When he heard Su Qianhu leaving, he suddenly smashed the head next to him with a punch and sprayed filth all over me. Afterwards, he apologized to me, saying that he felt unfair to his master and could not control himself for a moment. . Of course I can understand this. Even I still feel passionate every time I think about Qianhu."

"After telling the story of the Japanese area, he also told me what Baihu did for them in Fandi. Dundup's plain language was not very fluent, and he talked for a long time stumblingly. Sometimes he even became anxious because he could not express himself clearly, and his face looked blank. Black and red.”

"But he said something that I remember very clearly. He said that since the hundred households arrived in Fandi, he had unsaddled them from their backs, broken the ropes around their necks, given them swords and guns to protect them from jackals, and gave them cotton clothes to protect them from wind and frost. ”

"He said that life in Fandi is very promising now. The fields are full of highland barley, the mountains are full of flowers, and the wind is filled with the fragrance of butter. He already has a baby. Although it is still very young, it will not grow again. Some people regard him as cargo and cattle and horses. Those dark days are over and the sky is bright."

"In the wilderness, there was no wine to soothe the dust, only a bunch of blazing bonfires. But the man from the land sang a song by himself, and the song was loud and clear, spreading to all directions. I closed my eyes and beat the time, and in my mind But I saw the wind and waves blowing through the grass, revealing herds of cattle and sheep.”

"I suddenly realized why He Zangjia said such things. In the dreams I construct in the future, there should be a story about a warrior who broke into the Buddha's banquet with a knife, smashed the shackles on the slaves, and chopped Remove their heads that chew bones and meat, use the Buddha's blood to melt the frozen ice, and use the Buddha's flesh to enrich the barren land."

"After we exchanged stories with the same protagonist, I asked Dundup if he was unwilling to give up after finally joining the sequence."

"He didn't care, because they had nothing before. But he would never loosen his clenched fists and defend his homeland to the death."

"But if the power of the sequence is really lost, how can the backward and poor people rely on to resist? Is the existence of the sequence really meaningless?"

"Is it true that he knows everything about heaven and earth?"

"When I was leaving, Dundup sang me a farewell song, but I didn't have the heart to listen carefully."

"On the last day of January in the fourteenth year of Jiaqi's reign, and on the eve of New Year's Day, I finally returned to Moyuan successfully."

"After the merger of the four courtyards in Moxu, this place is like a prosperous city."

The words coming from the document stopped abruptly.

"I told Xiaobai back then that it would be disrespectful to let you become a hidden stake."

Ghost King Da handed the document back to Lin Jinjiang, who was sitting on a low stool, and said with a smile: "Do it well. If you really build this dreamland, it will not be easy. But let's make an agreement first, and you must show it to me to experience it when the time comes. Experience it and have a great time.”

"Thank you for your understanding, sir."

Facing this former old boss, Lin Jinjiang seemed a little cautious and said with a smile: "I thought you would scold me for not doing my job properly."

"How is it possible? Is it true that only killing is the only real job? If that were the case, my rusty old mechanical bones would have been torn apart long ago, and I don't know where to die."

Looking at Lin Jinjiang who was about to put up the document, Ghost King Da suddenly became tense.

"Is there no need for me? When it comes to stories, I have never done anything important that can be put on the stage. When it comes to situations, I can't understand it. Talking nonsense with your mouth open will only make people laugh, so I don't want to lose this. "

"You were the leader when Hundred Households first entered the Japanese area. Who dares to underestimate your abilities?"

"Stop flattering me. As for Li Jun, that killer, don't say anything about guiding him. I was very worried at that time, fearing that the entire Inushan City Jinyi Guardhouse would be turned upside down by him."

Ghost King Da waved his hand and said: "If you want to accumulate materials, you still have to find Li Jun, Zou Sijiu, and Chen Qisheng themselves."

"I think so too, but no one knows where they are now." Lin Jinjiang looked helpless.

"You can go find Zhao Qingxia. That boy is now a student of the four elders Mo Xu. The future Mo Xujuzi will definitely know a lot of things."

"How could someone pay attention to a small role like me?"

Lin Jinjiang smiled bitterly and spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Who's looking for me?"

The person who came was a tall and straight young man, dressed in simple clothes, playing with a finger-length pocket sword between his fingers.

Astonishingly, it was Zhao Qingxia, the young master recognized by the entire Mo Academy.

Gui Wangda seemed to be very familiar with Zhao Qingxia, so he was not surprised to see him suddenly come to the door. He joked: "Isn't this our little kid? Why do you have time to hang out here today?"

"Don't make fun of me. Brother Jun specifically told me before leaving Mo Yuan that apart from Zhang Fengyue, you are the only old man he knows now. You must be taken care of carefully, so I have to come and take a look. What else are you missing? But it seems like it’s a coincidence that I came here this time.”

Zhao Qingxia has lost all her youthfulness and has a calm demeanor in her movements.

"If I guess correctly, you should be Zaxu Lin Jinjiang, right?"

Zhao Qingxia raised his hands and saluted: "Nice to meet you."

"You know me?"

Lin Jinjiang hurriedly stood up and returned the gift with a stunned expression.

With Zhao Qingxia's current status in Mo Xu, Lin Jinjiang couldn't help but be surprised that he actually knew such a small person.

"These few times when I was supplying goods to Fan Wujiu and He Zangjia, I heard them mention your name."

Zhao Qingxia was obviously not here for the first time. He found a low stool to sit down on his own and said with a smile: "They think very highly of you, saying that you may be the source of Zaxu in the future. I was there at the time I’m curious, I didn’t expect to meet the real owner today.”

"Your boy must have gotten the news about Lin Jinjiang's return to Moyuan a long time ago, and came here specifically to stop people, right?"

Ghost Wangda saw through Zhao Qingxia's thoughts at a glance, Shi Shiran stood up and walked out the door.

"Okay, you young people, let's talk. I have to take care of the mechanical heart in my belly. Now that my genes are old and decaying, I don't know how many more days I can live well."

"What do you want from me?"

There were only two people left in the courtyard, Lin Jinjiang asked doubtfully.

"It's no big deal."

Zhao Qingxia pointed to the document propped on the ground and said, "I just want to come and talk to you, just like Xie Bian and the others. I wonder if Brother Lin can leave a place for me in your plan?"

"Of course."

Lin Jinjiang was overjoyed and hurriedly began to adjust the pictures on the document.

"Speaking of which, you are the first person to come to me for an interview. Can I ask why?"

"The reason is simple, because I might die at any time."

Lin Jinjiang's hand movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes were fixed on the screen without daring to raise his head.

"How is this possible?"

"This is reality."

Zhao Qingxia's pessimism was something Lin Jinjiang had not expected, so he heard the other party say in a deep voice: "Now this Mo City seems to be many times more prosperous than the previous East Campus, with new Mo Xu appearing in a steady stream every day. But Mo Yuan, which is located underground, is filled with mourning at the moment. "

"Now Huangliang's dreamland has been occupied by Zhan Shun's ghosts. Huangliang's will, which has unlocked 40% of its restraints, can accurately identify our identities. If we enter rashly, we will be endlessly hunted and killed."

"As a result, a large number of projects cannot be carried out, and many important technical methods have no choice but to be abandoned. Not only that, many achievements are still being stolen by ghosts."

Zhao Qingxia said slowly: "Today's Mo Xu is a trapped beast. If we can't find a new breakthrough, sooner or later we will be eaten away. In the end, either the Zhu family will be like dogs, or they will have to wait for Zhang Fengyue to eradicate Sequence. , everything starts from scratch.”

Lin Jinjiang was shocked when he heard this. He never expected that such prosperity would be as dangerous as burning oil.

"Is there no way to replace Huangliang's role, or to circumvent Zhan Shun's blockade?"

"When Huangliang was built, Mo Xu's family spent all their money. Over the years, they have always regarded Huangliang as the foundation for development and the 'position' for survival. The two sides are too entangled. If we want to completely get rid of dependence, it will not be done overnight."

"As for bypassing the blockade, there is a way to do it. But we dare not try it easily, because if we are not careful, we will make wedding clothes for others in vain."

Zhao Qingxia smiled slightly: "So I left some last words for myself in advance, isn't it correct?"

Lin Jinjiang didn't know how to answer for a while, and could only fiddle with the clearly debugged screen silently.

"Where do we start talking?"

Zhao Qingxia straightened his hat and looked calm.

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded from a distance.

Boom!

The ground trembled continuously, and shouts of fear came one after another around.

"What happened?!"

Lin Jinjiang's face changed suddenly, and the documents at hand fell down.

In the picture facing the sky, a huge whale soared into the sky, swam and circled, raised its head and roared.

"This day has finally come"

Zhao Qingxia sat still and exhaled a breath of turbid air as if relieved of a heavy burden.

Liaodong, between ice and snow.

A huge Dharma image emerged, raised his hand and pressed it, instantly suppressing the raging snowstorm.

The Taoist stepped on the sword in the air, wearing silver armor, and green Taoist patterns surrounded his body.

"It's started"

Chen Qisheng looked at the world here, "I just don't know who dares to come and fight with me, the Taoist master."

In Chengdu Prefecture, the sky suddenly darkened, and a sudden cold wind and rain instantly enveloped the whole city.

The shop signs that turned on the lights in advance cast a charming glare, but they could not attract the hurried pedestrians.

An ordinary black umbrella stopped in the interlaced flow of people. The man under the umbrella shook off the raindrops on his trouser legs and let out a soft sigh.

"Zhu Yiyan couldn't help it. Does he have to kill old man Zhang with his own hands to satisfy his ritual requirements?"

"But no matter what he wants to do, the Zhu family has already taken action. Zhan Shun, you yellow millet ghost, do you choose to stand by and watch, or join in the fun?"

The umbrella surface was slightly raised, revealing Zou Sijiu's face. He looked at the rain line pouring down above his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

"You must want to take it all, but I don't know how many yellow millet ghosts you have accumulated after such a long time, and whether you can take the authority of your master Zou?"

The biting cold wind passed through the street, and Zou Sijiu loosened his five fingers, letting the black umbrella in his hand be rolled up into the sky.

He raised his hands and slowly wiped his temples, and petals continued to bloom in the void around him.

The Imperial City of the Ming Dynasty.

He Zangjia rolled and crawled to the top of the building, and saw a figure sitting on the rooftop.

"After killing so many minions, I finally finished tempering the last one, [Hide the Sky]."

Li Jun looked up at the imperial city in the distance.

"Zhu Yiyan, you are so impatient, I wonder what rank you have been promoted to? How many punches can you withstand from me?"