Everyone thinks that he is a genius

In the morning, the rain had stopped.

The air exudes the smell of earth and the fragrance of green grass. The morning dew and night rain that have not slipped on the wild grass are crystal clear and reflect the morning sun.

Minghua leaned on the door frame of the dilapidated house and had been looking at it for a long time.

He never knew that the so-called mortal world was so fascinating.

[Minghua?How are you? ] In the sea of ​​knowledge, Su Yu's voice came.

When he came back to his senses, Minghua withdrew his gaze and responded, "It's all right now. '

[oh. ] Responded dryly, Su Yu asked cautiously, [Minghua, we... what should we do? ]

In the original novel, Minghua was insisted by Xuanyin that he was a heart demon in the reincarnation environment. Later, when everyone used the Wanghai mirror to test, Minghua was detected to be demonic because of the heart demon. He couldn't explain it and was forced to flee to Kunlun Mountain; I met the Demon Lord who came to the human world for some reason, disagreed with each other, and was wounded by the Demon's respect, and the injury was compounded. The sea fell.

Before crossing over, Su Yu has always been aggrieved by Minghua's ending. Who would have expected that a stunningly talented genius would die at the hands of his own people in a sense, rather than the so-called demon?

When writing a comment on building a building at the bottom of the book, the author replied noblely and coldly: "All words make money, and accumulation destroys bones."

...Although it makes sense, what should I do if I still want to kill the author?

@#@%#￥%...￥%...

Then Su Yu tirelessly continued to give the author negative comments for a month.

author:"……"

Su Yu remembered this very clearly because of the trauma in his heart.

Now, the plot masters have let themselves go, so Su Yu was quite clueless, so he asked Ming Hua, the person involved.

In fact, Minghua has been thinking about this question since he woke up.

Everyone witnessed the birth of Su Yu from his body, and Su Yu's nonsense, it is very difficult for him to return to Qingyunzong now.

No matter how powerful the Senior Sect Leader and Senior Brother Ye are, they cannot withstand the pressure exerted by several sects at the same time.

Now he is no longer the so-called "Heaven's Proud Son". The halo of "Shangxian" has been thrown into the dust and dirt, and it is full of filth. I am afraid that people in the world of cultivating immortals have already wanted him.

He has always had a clear conscience, and Su Yu just fought back to protect himself; the world is so big, but the two of them were finally forced to have nowhere to go, which is really sad.

I can't help but feel sad.

[Minghua? ] A sense of sadness suddenly hit my heart, like ripples on the water surface, the traces are very shallow, although they did not originate from myself, and disappeared quickly, Su Yu was hardly affected, but thinking with his toes, Su Yu understood that the emotion just now came from Minghua, so he raised his heart all of a sudden, stumbling and comforting Minghua: [Minghua is fine, it’s fine, we, let’s take it as an experience... yes, it’s an experience, go around It's also good to go for a walk. ]

Did you practice?Minghua thought for a while, he had never been out of Qing Yunzong, but this time might really be a mortal experience.

With a wry smile, Minghua sighed: "Forget it." '

Thinking about all the things in the mortal world that he saw in the book, Minghua continued: "Maybe you might as well take this opportunity to investigate my life experience." '

[Okay. ] Su Yu twisted his body in the sea of ​​consciousness, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked: [Where do I start? ]

'Forget about real people. Minghua spat out these four words and explained, "He is my master's close friend. When the master was alive, he talked with him all the time. Maybe he knows who I am." '

[Well, where is he then? ]

'In the Taoist temple outside Qingzhou. '

[OK, Qingzhou. ] Su Yu paused, and asked, [By the way, Minghua, do you know how to get to Qingzhou?I got a little excited when I was riding the sword, and didn't pay attention to where we landed. ]

'...'

Although he didn't know what "hey a little bit" meant, Minghua felt at this time that sometimes he couldn't get too used to Su Yu.

Is raising a child so difficult?

Ming Hua suddenly felt an indescribable admiration for his seniors.

Because the injury was not healed yet, Ming Hua could only take Feng Shuang back into his body and walked down the official road on foot.

Oh, by the way, Su Yu taught the word official way.

Minghua was puzzled by this, but he didn't say anything.

The sun in the sky slowly turned from east to west, and the population gradually increased. Minghua finally stood still under the city gate, raised his head, and looked up.

A plaque hangs above the city gate with the word "Qingzhou" written on it.

Minghua: '...'

Su Yu was very happy: [Yo, what a coincidence. ]

"Hey, what are you doing standing in the middle of the road? Blocking the road, do you know that?" Because Minghua stopped suddenly, the people walking behind him were unhappy, cursing and preparing to push Minghua.

At the time of rebirth, Ming Hua's outer robe was split in many places by fighting with the demon general Shang Shen, and the cracks cut off the dark lines on the Taoist robe, making the formations attached to the Taoist robe invalid, and the Taoist robe can no longer have the ability to avoid dust. Minghua didn't want to waste too much spiritual power, so Minghua's Taoist robe now looks ragged and dusty.

The moment the hand was about to touch Ming Hua's shoulder, Ming Hua took a slight step away from the man's hand, and the man fell to the ground with a "slap".

hiss--

It hurts to hear.

Many passers-by cast sympathetic and gloating eyes at someone facing down.

The man suddenly became angry, raised his head, and turned his head: "You—"

Ming Hua looked at him coldly.

Before he knew it, the man swallowed the rest of the words, silently picked up his burden and slipped away.

During the whole process, Minghua didn't say a word.

After watching the man walk away in embarrassment, Minghua asked Su Yu from the bottom of his heart: 'Isn't it my fault?why is he running? '

Su Yu: [...Ming Hua, there are always people in this world who like to bully the weak and fear the strong.Forget it, you don’t understand even after talking about it, don’t just stand there stupidly, if you want to go in, just go in. ]

'He dropped something. '

[Um? ]

Looking along Minghua's field of vision, it turned out to be a small bag.

Minghua bent down and picked it up. It was heavy, and he didn't know what was put in it. He shook it in his hand, and there was a "ding ding lang lang" sound.After thinking for a long time, Minghua asked: "What's in it?" '

Su Yu was speechless, and it took a long time before he returned: [Qian, Minghua, do you know what money is? ]

Holding the money bag, Minghua pursed his lips with a confused face: "Money, what is it?" '

Su Yu: […]

God, earth, the education methods of the seniors are terrible! ! !

Qingzhou is a small city in the mortal world, full of ordinary people without cultivation, monks stop here occasionally, but because the city is too small, monks usually don't stay for long.

The road made of stone slabs stretched out from the gate of the city. Carriages passed by people, and horseshoes made a crisp sound when they hit the stone slabs.

The eaves of the houses along the street are like lines, and the wind chimes on the high place "jingle" with the breeze.

The business of restaurants and inns is booming, and the waiter of the store is standing at the door of his house shouting loudly, looking forward to more customers coming to the door.

Lively and full of vitality, it is completely different from Qingyunzong.

Minghua walked towards the city while listening to Su Yu's explanation.

It took a lot of talking before Su Yu let Minghua know what "money" is.

'I see. Minghua suddenly realized, and said, "But the brother in charge said that the most important thing in the world is the spirit stone." '

[That's different! ] Su Yu was angry, [The world of cultivating immortals is the world of cultivating immortals, and the mortal world is the mortal world! ! ! ]

Minghua: 'Yes. '

Su Yu was very angry at first, but Minghua used the word "um" to let Su Yu's anger out all at once. Su Yu paralyzed in the sea of ​​consciousness, expressing that he didn't want to speak.

Ming Hua stopped and stopped all the way, there were too many shops and hawkers along the street, his eyes were almost not enough.

"Hey, fellow daoist, do you want to count it?" An old voice came from beside him.

Fortune teller?

Ming Hua turned his head and saw an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard sitting on the side of the road, not far from him, smiling at him.

The old Taoist priest was wearing a washed-white Taoist robe, with a table in front of him covered with a diagram of the Eight Diagrams, and a piece of cloth hanging from a bamboo pole beside him, with the inscription "Tiekou Shendu".

Seeing Ming Hua looking over, the folds on the old Taoist priest's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and waved repeatedly: "Come, come, fellow Taoist, why not come and count yourself in."

This tone sounded like she was abducting a child.

Su Yu said disdainfully in the sea of ​​consciousness: [Cut, I have no cultivation at all, just bluffing people... Minghua, what are you doing? ]

Ming Hua had already walked over, sat at the old Taoist table, and asked, "What is fortune-telling?"

Su Yu: […]

Heartbroken!

"Fortune-telling—" the old Taoist smiled, rolled his eyeballs "gulu", stretched his voice, aroused Minghua's interest, and then shook his head and said, "Plainly speaking, before the future happens, Calculate your own fate."

Ming Hua nodded knowingly.

Su Yu complained: [Aren't you just a Taoist priest?Why do you need someone else to tell your fortune? ]

Minghua: "There are specialties in the arts industry." '

Su Yu: […] Ah, I forgot that he is a sword idiot.

Seeing that Minghua was a little tempted, the old Taoist spared no effort to promote himself: "I, Zhang Daxian, am a famous Tiekou in Qingzhou. Just take the butcher Zhang who lives in the next street. I told his wife's fortune six months ago—"

"Do you want money?" Before the old Taoist could finish speaking, Minghua asked directly.

"Ah?" Interrupted unexpectedly, the old Taoist was stuck on a hideous expression, unable to react for a while.

Su Yu: […]

Fuck, Ming Hua really learned too fast.

"I asked, do you want money." Ming Hua repeated it very patiently.

"Hehe, hehe." The old Taoist rubbed his face and smiled back to normal, "I have a predestined relationship with fellow Taoists, so naturally I won't take your money."

"it is good."

After that, the two stared at each other.

The corner of the old Taoist's mouth twitched: "Fellow Taoist, hand."

Minghua obediently followed his advice and handed over his right hand.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes, but still held Minghua's hand, looked at it for a long time, frowned, and clicked his tongue while watching.

"what happened?"

"It's strange." The old Taoist touched the lines on Minghua's hand and said, "The line of life and death is clearly broken, but there are faint dark lines. It's really strange."

As smart as Minghua, he immediately understood the meaning of the words, immediately withdrew his hand, and looked down.

The old Taoist was not annoyed, and continued: "Don't be angry, fellow Taoist, this is a good thing, there are noble people to help, and besides, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings."

How can you say that?

Su Yu... Su Yu is not a nobleman.

Minghua wanted to refute the old Taoist priest, but he didn't want to reveal Su Yu's existence.

Distraught, Minghua didn't care about asking anything else, and walked away directly.

Seeing Minghua's figure disappearing into the corner of the street, the old Taoist restrained the smile on his face and opened his squinted eyes. His eyes were sharp and shining, not like the eyes that a 70-[-]-year-old man can have. He stood up, rolled up his sleeves, walked to the depths of the alley behind him, stopped in a large shadow, melted into the darkness with a "huh", and disappeared.

A quarter of an hour later, an old Taoist priest walked out from the southeast corner. He looked exactly like the "old Taoist priest" who told Minghua's fortune before. "Wow" and vomited.

After he vomited cleanly, the old Taoist was not shy. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a corner of the gossip diagram, hiccupped, and yelled indistinctly: "Who, who, who took out the guy I was eating? Come out!" burp~~"