One Hundred Routes of Counterattack

Ao Ji's dragon ball seemed to be well-preserved during this period of time, quietly suspended in that special magic circle, emitting a soft light, and the halo around it seemed to be wider than when he left before .

Han Xiu showed a satisfied smile, he didn't care how long he waited, as long as he could feel his lover's improvement, he was already satisfied.

"Host, the next world, where are you going?"

Facing the system's inquiry, Han Xiu originally wanted to subconsciously say to continue to go to modern times, but he paused slightly when the words came to his lips.

I don't want to rush to do the task for a while.

He thought that the reason why he couldn't wait to take on Gu Wangshu's task at the beginning was because Gu Wangshu might come from his original world?

In fact, in Gu Wangshu's world, he did try to find his own existence.

It was really found by him.Coincidentally, this world should be a world that has been changed by himself. Tang Qian is known as the Emperor Wu in history, and he Shi Ning, unexpectedly, has also received a lot of praise.

Perhaps it was because of his kindness to many literati and ministers at that time. There was a comparison of his predecessors who "become wild when they succeed", and Tang Qian was a domineering and self-respecting monarch beside him. Sleeve's addiction is extremely well received. For various reasons, he has a very good reputation in Qingliujian.

And the Great Qin after the Northern Zhou Dynasty was a time of debauchery where character was paramount, and beauty was justice. People in this period not only had a high opinion of Shi Ning, but also yearned for this pair very much. Many literati and poets even wrote poems and essays. Think back to the time of Emperor Wu of Zhou.

Seeing Han Xiu secretly laughing in his heart, it seems that the name Shi Ning can be regarded as a famous name in history.

Guozuo of the Northern Zhou Dynasty extended it by more than three hundred years, omitting the intrusion of foreign enemies, and jumping directly to Han Xiu's own era.Han Xiu's existence may be submerged in the long river of history, but Han Xiu can still find the ups and downs of the Han family exactly as he remembers when he browses through the ancient books.

Especially Han Yiqiu, he still...

Forget it, don't think about him.

Han Xiu sneered and focused his mind on the present moment.This kind of experience of revisiting the old place and being able to look at the "results" of my past is really wonderful. Of course, this is just an occasional adjustment.In fact, in the last mission, Han Xiu mainly devoted his energy to Gu Wangshu's life.

But to be honest, this kind of non-stop life of playing other people is really tiring.

He looked at the civilization panel he unlocked. After experiencing the modern plane, most of the civilization squares can be said to be open to him, but...

"System, I'm a little tired. Is there anything like that online game world, where you don't have to play someone else's vacation world?"

The system was quiet for a moment, then beeped.

"There's a simple Fable world quest called River God Strike."

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The task of the river god strike is actually very simple. It comes from a fable: Once upon a time, there was a man named Cheng Shi, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, who worked as a laborer in a local advocate for skinning.One day, Cheng Shi went up the mountain to collect firewood. When crossing the river, he accidentally dropped his ax into the river.

Cheng Shi lost his axe, couldn't go up the mountain to cut firewood, and was afraid of a peeling whip when he returned home. He was so anxious that he cried loudly on the river bank.The cries shook the leaves of the trees and moved the river to weep.His crying moved the river god.

"What makes you so sad?" He Shen turned into an old man with white beard, stood in front of Cheng Shi, and asked Cheng Shi.

"Old man, my ax fell into the river, I'm afraid of my master's whip!" Cheng Shi replied honestly.

"Son, don't be sad, I'll go down to the river and fish it for you." Just as the old man finished speaking, he jumped into the river with a "plop".

The old man brought up a golden axe and asked Cheng Shi, "Son, is this your axe?" Cheng Shi took it over and saw that it was shining golden, so cute, but he said, "My old man, it's not mine. The old man nodded and smiled kindly.

The old man jumped into the river again, and this time he brought up a silver axe, which was so shiny and so cute.However, Cheng Shi said: "Old man, this ax is not mine either." The old man still nodded and smiled kindly.

The old man jumped into the river for the third time, and this time he brought up an iron axe.Cheng Shi took a look and said, "Thank you old man, this is my axe." The old man still nodded, smiled kindly and said, "Son, honest child, you will be happy and happy forever! "

Cheng Shi took the ax and felt very relaxed and happy when chopping firewood.It took a whole day to chop a load of firewood yesterday, but it took a morning to chop a load of firewood today.He happily sang folk songs and went home with firewood.

However, the consequence of this bowl of poisonous chicken soup that forced Amway to be upright, honest and good character is that more and more people dropped things into the river.

But in this fabled world, the River God was endowed with a passive skill of "if you drop something, you will show up as a routine routine" by the rules.Once something falls from the top of his head, he insists on showing up and tricking the other party with similar questions.

For example, if the woodcutter drops his axe, if the woodcutter doesn't hold back his inner greed, then the river god will take the thing away and make it never come back.If the woodcutter answered honestly, then the river god would give this honest boy a certain reward.

But since the story was widely circulated and proved to be credible, the River God has never had a chance to make money.

Originally, careless ghosts would drop things for ten days and a half months, but now the river god has to sacrifice his life every day, and most of the opponents answer honestly, so that the river god has to continuously bless the opponent with the "River God's Blessing" buff, I am so tired that even the recovery speed of divine power has been much faster recently.

He Shen couldn't help it, but look at He Bo next door, someone will throw a woman's body down every few days, and he will be fined by the Marriage Registry Office of Heavenly Court for bigamy. Taking advantage of the high tide to expand the territory and secretly cross borders to save some wealth, it seems that it is not something that cannot be tolerated... What a fart!

Finally, after the eaves of his mansion were smashed by an axe, the River God completely ran away, and ran to the main god to express willfully that he quit, and he wanted to change jobs. The work of the River God is troublesome and there is no money to be made. He has to go to the North Sea every year to flatter Ao Ruo. God damn it, he quit.

Well, so the river god just went on strike.

So, now, for a while, the Heavenly Court knew that the job of the River God was not easy to do, and they all pushed back and forth, and no one wanted to intervene in this mess.

——It just so happened that Han Xiu wanted to take a vacation at this time.

The system put forward blablaly: "It just so happens that your cultivation base has been stabilized in Jinxian. It is more than enough to be a small god on the ground. The resort world is a part of the main world. In fact, you can use this task as an opportunity for you to integrate into the main world." , a reasonable identity can even serve as your base camp. Anyway, in the end, you will end up living in the main world like the adults in the main world and come to experience in the system. It is rare that this time because of the vacancy of the seat of the river god, you will continue to manpower. Heavenly Court is willing to vacate an account, this is a rare opportunity." sl "Again, you are now in Jinxian, and you will soon choose your development direction. A mere cat demon has no future. If you develop in the direction of Pixiu, you can finally turn into a dragon and walk on the road of prosperity. As a part of the main world, the resort world has the aura that can smoothly provide you with upgrades and evolutions, so you can relieve your worries..."

...So how many times have I told you, don't tell me, a newcomer, the modern office jargon of your Heavenly Court.

It turns out that to become an immortal or a god in heaven, one must have a household registration?If you don't seize this opportunity, do you still have to wait in line for lottery to go through identity procedures?

"It's alright...I'll take this Amway, can I take it?" Han Xiu said indifferently.

Caught off guard and being slapped with Amway, Han Xiu could only face the system with a single [Indifference.jpg].

——He won’t say it, but actually I think this kind of setting is quite cute.

Mainly because...hahahaha...what the hell is the fable world!I really didn't expect that the so-called main world is such a prehistoric world. Is it really good to have such a modern and smart office?

What the hell is a passive skill that 100% picks up something and has to be used by others?

He Bo was fined for bigamy—are you talking about He Bo getting married?

Every year, I routinely flatter the God of the North Sea——Is the truth of the story of "Looking at the Ocean and Sighing" just a workplace scheming?It's a pity that I have believed for so many years, I will go!

Because of the lack of mouths, Han Xiu feels that he is possessed by the hero who has no name from the beginning to the end in the doomsday chapter of "A Hundred Thousand Bad Jokes", and he needs to throw away his full energy immediately when he complains. Pack salt on the ground to vent.

...After all, he is a reserved ancient man, and this kind of behavior that destroys the appearance is still unattainable.

So, now he can only put on a blank face and pretend to be indifferent.

...It's not that I lost the management of expressions, but that my heart is too complicated, and all kinds of things are blended together, so I don't want to make expressions for a while.

Then the voice of the system immediately returned to the original simple and mechanical: "Then let's get into the mission quickly."

Oh.

——So, just now, the rambling tone of saying that I was doing it for your own good must be someone faked the system!

——Or is everything before that just a trick for the system to get itself hooked to fill in the vacancy?It is said that the good partners work together seamlessly and the close partners are all fake?

The painting style of the so-called main world is so strange, which makes me, a rookie, a little uneasy. 【Mengxin shivering】==

In Bingzhou City, a tall woodcutter came into the city with a basket of firewood on his back. He was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a dignified appearance.

At noon that day, the woodcutter sold all the firewood, weighed the purse in his hand, and walked out of the city.I happened to pass by a tea shop, so I sat down and ordered a bowl of herbal tea to relieve the heat.

I could only hear whispers at the table next to me.

"The new river god, I saw it the day before yesterday, hey, he is young and handsome as if he came out of a painting, he is really beautiful, his skin, his figure, and his voice, I've never seen such beauty in my life."

"Really? The God of the River before was an old man with a white beard. Why did such a beautiful woman come to Bingzhou this time? The gods and Buddhas above don't know that our Bingzhou is famous for its tough folk customs?"

"Tsk tsk, how would I know that? It's just that, although this rose is beautiful, it has thorns! Not to mention, this river god is really cold-tempered. Not only does he have a slight smile, although he is pretty, but I still don't like it. Happy to come along."

"Hey, who are you fooling, who doesn't know that you are a crow, and you can't get wet in the first place, even if you were a mild-tempered old boy before, don't you dare to provoke him, huh!"

"Hey, let me tell you, you are a local dog who has hit the Universiade and opened his spiritual aperture to become a spirit, and dare to talk about you, Grandpa Crow?! If you were not lucky enough to be born in a Taoist temple, ah, listening to the teachings of the patriarch day and night, do you think you Can you sit here now? Well, that plate of dog meat on the plate over there is your end!"

"Hey, what are you talking about?!"

"Hey, you two, don't quarrel, don't quarrel, everyone doesn't know what's going on, don't hurt your brother's friendship. Crow, go ahead and talk, how is the little river god? Is it still the same as the previous one? Will you give me something?"

"Things?" The crow snorted, "It's fine if you don't swallow your things. I don't know what happened to the river god's heels. I fell into it with all my feathers, and it sank in the water. Waiting by the river After a long while, a person slowly emerged. He was indeed handsome and handsome, but... the voice that came out was like ice scum. That's right, he would ask the question like the previous one. What did you drop, but ah..."

"How is it?" The dog spirit stared at the crow without blinking his swarthy dog ​​eyes. Although the crow's voice was ugly, his ability to show off his burden was not small, which tickled his heart.

"Hehe, he said, according to the latest security measures in this river, you will be fined if you throw anything in it, because it damages the cleanliness of the river. Then ask me, think about what you didn't throw!"

"Hey, my mother, I still have to pay the fee now? What are we little goblins trying to figure out? Will he be at least a god-level blessing soon? This is too bad, and then what? What did you do..."

"..."

The woodcutter, who sat aside and listened, silently drank the herbal tea in the tea bowl in one gulp, took out the silver and thanked the shopkeeper for the tea tree spirit.

"Hey, Woodman Zhong, walk slowly!"

The woodcutter felt helpless: "How many times have I told you that my surname is Zong, not Zhong!"

"I know, I know, kind!" The store owner is a southern goblin who moved his family from Jiangnan to Bingzhou. He has a flat tongue and can't distinguish between pronunciation, and he hasn't figured out the correct pronunciation of the woodcutter's surname for many years.

"My grandpa, why are you so stupid!" The curtain at the back of the tea shop was lifted, and a handsome little beauty came out. She was dressed in cool clothes, her face was full of spring without makeup, and she had a pair of clear apricots. His eyes were glued to Woodman Zong's body when he spoke.

This is the third generation of camellia that has been multiplied after the store moved to Bingzhou. Perhaps due to changes in water and soil, the female plant grows exceptionally well, and it is also full of charm after transforming into a human form.

Yan'er Meilian moved lightly, and walked straight in front of the woodcutter, her eyes were filled with infinite affection, as if with reproach: "Zong woodcutter, why did you leave so soon?"

"It's hot, hurry home." Zong Qiaofu said lightly.

The winking eyes flowed, and there was a burst of fragrant wind from the light swing of the snake's waist: "Since the weather is hot, why don't you sit for a while and wait for the sun to pass before leaving. Look, the big sun outside... is getting more sun." ~"

But Woodman Zong didn't hesitate, let alone look up at her, nodded to the old man and left.

"Hey!" Yan'er Mei was anxious.

"Miss Mei, you, don't waste your efforts, such a mortal, why do you chase after him so desperately?"

The acquainted tea drinkers around said vigorously.

"What do you know!" Yan'er Mei snorted, "Ordinary people, how can ordinary people live happily in Bingzhou City? He did appear in Bingzhou for less than five years, but during these five years, he came back and forth every day. In Houshan and Bingzhou City, if this is an ordinary mortal who can cut down so much firewood in Houshan every day, he is better than you little goblins! Hmph!"

"Unfortunately, people look down on you, Miss Mei!"

"Humph!"

==

Woodcutter Zong walked in a hurry all the way, and was sweating profusely under the scorching sun in a short time. Not long after he walked into the back mountain, he heard the sound of gurgling water, like ringing rings, hitting gold buttons and jade, and the tinkling was very clear and moving. .

He couldn't help but put down his footsteps, reached out and touched his forehead, one hand was dripping with sweat, and he couldn't tell whether it was on his forehead or his hands.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly changed his direction and walked towards the river.

Zong Qiaofu took off his belt, stepped into the water slowly, and began to take a bath slowly.

Not long after, there was movement in the river.

His heart moved, staring at the slowly appearing figure.

The man in front of him was born with a beautiful face, a beautiful appearance, a beautiful orchid, and a bright moon.Although he emerged from the river, his body was clean and tidy, without any water stains. He looked at him coldly with cold eyebrows, and the long hair at the temples was blown by the breeze. The thick black hair made his skin whiter and whiter.

Extravagant face and greasy reason, Qi Shuyaohua.

What a handsome and handsome beauty.

The woodcutter seemed to be petrified, he stared blankly at the man in front of him.

When the river god saw the person taking a bath by his own river, his pretty brows were slightly furrowed, and the mountains gathered together.He looked to the side and found bunt clothes and an ax randomly scattered in the grass, and he knew the identity of the person in front of him, and he was immediately out of breath.

"Woodman, you are bathing in my house, do you know what to say at this time?"

The woodcutter kept silent.

The God of the River sneered: "My God of the River is the most fair and orderly. If someone drops a treasure, he should return it; but if someone throws rubbish in, he should naturally return it. Otherwise, what will happen to my Bingzhou River? right?"

"Yes……"

"Okay," the God of the River sneered, and suddenly changed his tone to judo, "The woodcutter, let me ask you, what you just threw into the Bingzhou River...was it golden sweat, or silver sweat, or...that stinky sweat? sweat?"

When the River God raised his hand, three balls of water vapor appeared around him, one gold and one silver, and the other was a bit gray and transparent.

His brows are gentle, as if the coldness before was just an illusion, and the gentleness and good temper at this moment are his nature.

Sure enough, the woodcutter looked at his smiling eyebrows in a daze, as if inspired by him, and pointed his trembling fingers at the gilded and shiny ball, and then said in the deepening smile of the river god: " Of course it's the stinky sweat."

"..."

The God of the River stopped smiling, and raised his chin slightly: "It's good that you know."

As soon as the hand moved, the ball of sweat rushed over at an extremely fast speed, covering the woodcutter's face.

...The freshly washed body was covered with dirt again.

The woodcutter came back to his senses and found that he was unknowingly standing in the middle of his clothes. The sweat just now did not fall at all, and all fell down his body onto his clothes.

He raised his head in astonishment, and saw Lingbo Yuli, the handsome and handsome river god, gracefully, with a slight smug upturn of the corner of his mouth: "It's a good thing you didn't choose the other two, otherwise, I'm afraid that such a handsome face now has already been recognized by others." smashed."

In the end, he rolled his eyes on the woodcutter's upper body muscles that were exposed to the sun, reflecting the oily luster, snorted softly, and dived into the river without saying anything.

The woodcutter stood by the river for a long, long time...

After a long time, he laughed softly, and a dangerous evil intention gradually emerged from the deepest part of his honest and steady eyes, and then slowly spread.He looked down at the guy standing up below him, a little helpless, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm and the brilliance of being sure to win.

"The river god... this river god... is really tasty..."

At this time, the woodcutter was still walking under the scorching sun, going deep into the dense forest. It should have been a more sweltering environment, but there was no sweat on his body, and the clothes on his body, which had been wet and dirty on purpose by the river god, were clean. , spotless.

Walking in the rough and rugged jungle, he is walking on the ground.

"Report to the king! You asked the little ones to check it before, and the little ones have already checked it!" Suddenly, a figure emerged from the tree beside him.

"Well, go back and talk."

"Good king!"

After walking through the dense forest, they finally came to a stone wall. The woodcutter pressed something somewhere, and suddenly a big opening was opened in the stone wall, enough for several people to pass through. The woodcutter and the thin figure behind him slipped in.

The two walked dozens of steps, passed through the cave, and finally their eyes suddenly opened up, and what appeared in front of them was a well-organized stockade that looked like a house.

Seeing the two people, no, to be more precise, seeing the woodcutter, passers-by on the road bowed to each other and said, "I have seen the king!"

At this moment, the woodcutter is quite majestic, standing with his hands behind his back, in the lobby of the cottage.

The little man was leaning forward and reporting: "Your Majesty, the little man has tried his best to find out the news about that man, but he didn't find the slightest bit. It seems that he just popped up out of nowhere..."

At this time, a slim and sexy figure suddenly walked in from the hall, and hissing hoarse voice said: "Hey, why is the king's clothes so clean and tidy today?"

"...Because your sister-in-law likes to be clean and doesn't like it."

The woodcutter turned his head and said with a smile.