I heard that you are a scum

The spring rain is like cotton, the grass is light, the mountains are empty, and the clouds are curling up.

White cranes vibrate their wings, fly over the continuous and straight mountains, and pass by the clear and shallow stream...

The morning sun was covered by the clouds, and projected down with the rapid movement of the clouds, the vegetation on the mountain flickered and changed, and the feathers on the cranes seemed to have flowing light.

"Boom-"

The big bronze bell was rang by the disciples who got up early, and the sound swayed round and round like water ripples, resounding through the entire mountain.

"Spirit Mountain Sword Sect is accepting people!!"

Accompanied by a long howl of unknown origin, the people guarding the foot of the mountain swarmed up.

This group of people is male, female, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, and they are dressed in various poses and with different styles.

Such a group of people who seemed to have no intention of doing anything gathered at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, eagerly looking forward to the opening of the Lingshan Sword Sect.

"Oh! Don't squeeze the ones in the back!"

"Leave the opportunity to those who are prepared, okay?! Those who are not prepared to try their luck, don't waste the quota?!"

"I'm begging you guys! Let me go! I passed the sales for "Swordsman"!"

"To tell you the truth, my childhood dream was to be a swordsman, please give me a chance, fathers!"

There was a lot of voices, so it was very lively.

Mu Hanshuang was pushed to and fro by the crowd, almost unable to stand firmly.

In "Swordsman", there has been a saying that there are two alliances, four sects, eight religions and sixteen schools.This sect refers to the Lingshan Sword Sect, the number one sword sect in the world.

It coincided with the Lingshan Sword Sect's annual apprenticeship ceremony, and everyone lined up at the foot of the mountain early with the intention of joining the No. [-] Sword Sect.

This time, only the top two hundred will be left behind.

But those who are left behind don't mean they can sit back and relax - Lingshan Sword Sect will select seedlings suitable for learning their unique methods from these 200 people, and the rest will be sent down the mountain.

Although the conditions for accepting apprentices were harsh, everyone wanted to try their luck and squeezed their heads forward.

They all know that among these tens of thousands of people, only the top 200 people have the opportunity to become disciples of Lingshan Sword Sect, but everything is about chance, maybe a master who came out for a stroll and found that their roots are excellent, directly accept them as disciples to start an adventure Woolen cloth?

Mu Hanshuang also held this kind of thinking.

In fact, he felt that he had come very early. After all, office workers didn't have to go to work on Saturday. In order to prevent the quota from being snatched up, he went to the game directly after two o'clock in the morning.

But there are people outside the people, and there are mountains beyond the mountains. There are actually people who get up to play games after one o'clock in the morning just to queue up.

When he arrived, there were already thousands of people lined up here.

I'm afraid it's cold.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up again.

Hundreds of meters of stairs lead straight to the highest point, full of people, like a scenic spot during the National Day holiday.

The full name of this game is "Jianxia Fengyunlu", or "Jianxia" for short. It is a new holographic martial arts online game released by XS Company.

This is the first game that breaks the dimensional wall and allows players to enter the game world in a real sense. People are curious.

"Swordsman" breaks away from the computer screen host, keyboard and mouse, and adopts the latest holographic helmet and holographic cabin technology to control people's thinking and enter the game world.

And the gameplay is also out of the tradition—in this game, each player has only one life per account, and if they die, they have to retrain their account, so the higher the level, the more they will cherish their lives.

They will be randomly assigned different birth points by the system when they first enter the rivers and lakes. Some people are born as children of the head of some great sect, and some are just members of ordinary villages. It depends entirely on their starting point.

And the game id is not free to choose, unless you are born as a character without father and mother, then you have the right to name yourself.

The ratio of game time to real time is 1:1, that is to say, if you stay in the game for a day, a day will pass in reality.Players who have purchased the game cabin can completely replace sleep with playing games.

The NPCs in "Swordsman" are all semi-intelligent, and players have a very high degree of freedom in the game, and they can do whatever they want.And the gold in the game can be exchanged with the currency in reality, so in less than a week since the server was launched, countless players plunged into the game world, and they couldn't get it out.

Mu Hanshuang was lucky. He was born in a Mu family in Shiliu's family, which can be regarded as a direct descendant, and the family resources would rush to provide him with it.This time I came to Lingshan, just to join in the fun after hearing that Lingshan Sword Sect opened the mountain to recruit disciples, so I didn't have too much expectation in my heart.

Sure enough, before he squeezed to the halfway up the mountain, he heard the sound of the bronze bell ringing again, and three announcements were posted on the World Channel in succession: [Lingshan Sword Sect’s acceptance of apprentices has ended, those who fail to catch up should do so early next year . 】

Under this world announcement, a large group of voices complaining about family law appeared.

[Isn't it?I've been waiting for two hours! 】

[Next year...it won't be the next year I thought...the real next year? 】

[I don't accept it!Why don't you let me in!Is it because I don't have enough money? !How much do you want to charge? !Can I charge it? ! #sneer】

Immediately, countless copy parties started to copy, and the channels all over the world were full of the last sentence.

The players in the world are really alive.

Mu Hanshuang smacked her lips, and didn't stay here too long, holding her sword and preparing to stroll down the mountain.

The shepherds learned marksmanship, and today they came to Jianzong to join in the fun. He bought a good sword specially, but now it seems that it is useless.

Lingshan is still a bustling scene, even if the apprenticeship is over, the players have no intention of leaving.The people in the front are eagerly looking forward to the adventure, and the people in the back want to go up to the front to have a look at the style of the great sect——

It was quite strenuous to squeeze down for a while.

The disadvantages of the game being too real are also here. Players cannot overlap, the positions are limited, and any activities have to be squeezed to death.

And everyone's breath is simulated very realistically.Although the temperature in the mountains is cool in the early morning and there are shades of trees, but after being crowded for so long, people inevitably sweat.

The three teachings and nine schools gathered together, the air was stuffy, and the smell of sweat spread... There were constant complaints in my ears, and there were also complaints in the white words of recent chats.

Mu Hanshuang hid in the shade of a tree next to the steps, covered her eyes with her hands and looked at the sun.

The game time shows Mao time. This ancient timekeeping method was not used 800 years ago, and he doesn't know what time it is, so he can only roughly guess it. It's not yet noon.

There is still a long time to play games... I don't know what to do...

He opened the control panel with his mind, and only saw a general task of "getting ahead" and a small task below that asked him to run errands to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Can you get ahead by buying osmanthus cake?

Mu Hanshuang thought faintly.

If he could, he would buy all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the market.

The drizzle wets the clothes, and the wide sleeves are extraordinarily heavy because of the dampness. The air is filled with a moist breath, and the tip of the nose can smell the unique aroma of soil in the rain.

The market at the foot of the mountain is also overcrowded. The tall stone gate has four characters "Lingshan Town" written on it, and there is an endless stream of cars and horses coming and going.

Looking around, you can't tell whether the people in the town are players or NPCs.

Mu Hanshuang thought about it, and sent it on the map channel: [Excuse me, who has the best sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Lingshan Town? 】

[The boss chooses me!Of course I made it delicious!Boss, I'm setting up a stall next to the Chengxi pharmacy #小孩! 】

【Will you enjoy it like this? Do you still eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?Has the Lingshan Sword Sect recruit been selected? #despise】

[Osmanthus cake... I remember there was a restaurant by the river, I saved up some money to make a meal, the npc rice made it, it's so tm delicious #saliva.Maybe there are sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for sale there. 】

[Why did ancient people enjoy it so much?If only games were reality! 】

【what game?Didn't I come to eat? #saliva】

【what game?Didn't I come to eat? #saliva】

【what game?Didn't I come to eat? #saliva】

The map channel and the world channel brushed up this sentence together.

The restaurant by the river...

Mu Hanshuang sent a thank you, and then walked towards the river on foot.

From a long distance, you can see the red walls and blue tiles of the restaurant, and a flag with the word "wine" hanging on the second floor, swaying with the breeze.

He stepped into the main entrance, Xiaoer hung a rag on his body, and greeted him with a smile: "Guest officer, please!"

He followed Xiaoer into the hotel.

Diners and alcoholics gathered inside the small tavern. There were a few dancers dancing on the middle stage, and the bartender shuttled among the crowd, selling his wine to people from all walks of life.

"Guest officer, do you want to be in the lobby on the first floor or the second floor?" Xiaoer asked.

Mu Hanshuang's gaze moved past Xiao Er, unable to tell whether he was a player or an npc.

He replied: "On the second floor, find me a place with a wide view."

"Alright! Come with me, please!"

There were not many drinkers on the second floor, and a group of people gathered around the storyteller to listen to his telling stories, big or small, true or false.

Mu Hanshuang immediately noticed a young man sitting by the window.

This person was dressed in top-grade clothes, with black jade as his crown, and a jade pendant of emerald green color hanging from his waist with a red string.He placed a long sword on the edge of the table. The scabbard was completely black, with a silver border and gold, silver and emerald decorations. It was gorgeous and did not match the swordsman.

The player character of "Swordsman" is based on the real appearance, and can freely choose to increase or decrease by 20%.The person by the window has deep facial features, and there is a faint melancholy in his brows, which makes people want to smooth his brows for him. If it is a player, even if it is adjusted to the maximum, it probably won't look like this in reality. Where will it go.

But these are not the places that attract Mu Hanshuang. What attracts him is that there is a mess on the table in front of this person, but there is no one on the opposite side. Holding a sunspot in his hand, he seemed to be thinking about where it should fall on the chessboard.

The man played a game of chess with himself.

The author has something to say:

The background of the game is taken from "Jian Wang III", there are changes, if you haven't played Jian Wang III, it will not affect your reading.

The words in the quotation marks are spoken words, and the ones in "【】" are the chat channels.

#Funny#Contempt#Smirk#Sneer are all expressions.