Calculate the general ledger with the flood

"I think back then, Pindao was just a treasure hunting mouse. Because he was contaminated with a trace of innate divine thunder, he stood out among many of his kind and was accepted as a disciple by Master." Taoist Duobao said full of nostalgia, "Back then, because of my There are many magic treasures picked up in the lair, so I got the Tao name of 'Duobao'."

It turns out that you are not a turbot.Hey wait, why should I listen to you revealing your revolutionary family history... And a mouse contaminated with thunder, are you sure you are not Pikachu?Hello, electric mouse spirit, I am coffin spirit.

"Later, master knew my roots and feet, and specially gave me the innate spiritual treasure purple electric hammer." Taoist Duobao continued, "I caught up with the last sermon in Zixiao Palace, and I was lucky enough to be taken to Fenbao Cliff. A seven-storied pagoda, I named it Duobao Pagoda, absorbs stars and changes moons, and is unparalleled in power. In order to increase its magic, I also smelted all the magic weapons collected over the years into it."

Oh, okay, okay, you're good.Name the magic weapon with your own name, and those who don’t know think that you are the same as when I was Zhunti, you are also a poor ghost who fights with your body at every turn.My senior brother, you dragged me here and talked for a long time, what is the reason?

Lying on the grass, he is the senior brother, so I am the second senior brother... A famous image of a fat head and big ears carrying a nine-tooth nail rake popped out of my mind.

Bah, bah, bah, I'm a serious elder Keqing, please call me Mr. Randeng, thank you.

"Hahahaha, most of my current cultivation is due to my master and my two uncles. Fellow Taoists entered my Taoist sect, but Sansheng is lucky."

Taoist Duobao seemed to be aroused as he spoke, and his seven emotions were on top of him, so he tapped knuckles on the stone table with his fingers, and sang loudly: "I want to ride a tiger to travel to the eight poles, because I heard that Kunlun has immortal truth. It’s a wonderful way, wrestling with the heavens to get life. If you don’t seek fame or profit, you will be willing to join the sect of Jiejiao. Get rid of the shackles, body and soul, and reborn as a Taoist.”

"When I talked with you today, I couldn't help recalling the past. I couldn't help myself. I made fellow Taoist Randeng laugh at me. Farewell!" Leaving the bamboo pavilion.

Standing with hands behind their backs seems to be the style these protagonists like to pose.In fact, whether you walk or stand with your hands behind your back, it looks pretty silly.Every time I see them, I can't help but think of the old man walking in the high-dimensional world, or the turtle fairy in "Dragon Ball".

But having said that... As I bid farewell to old Mr. Duobao, I wondered in my heart, what is the purpose of his coming?Is it to remember the past and look forward to the future?But that poem is better than the author's matching for Tianxuan. Although it is still unremarkable, it is at least at the level of a catchphrase.

Wait, that poem?

I lowered my head to think carefully, but found that a series of writings in Yunzhuanxian script were left on the bluestone table at some point.

The desktop should have been clean, but now it was covered with a layer of dust, and the handwriting was particularly conspicuous in the dust.

There will also be dust in the blessed land of the immortal family and the saint's ashram?

—It's not dust.I focused my mana on my eyes, inspected it carefully, and found that this layer of so-called "dust" is actually extremely fine bluestone powder.

Was it shattered by Daoist Duobao?

He seemed to be knocking on the table inadvertently, but he was actually casting a spell to pulverize the top layer of the table, leaving writing on it?

What mystery is hidden in this poem?

"I want to ride a tiger to the eight poles, because I heard that Kunlun has immortal truth..." I read these lines of poems in a murmur, always feeling a bit awkward.Why are these lines read horizontally from left to right?This is not the reading habit of the prehistoric world.

The prehistoric world is the same as the ancient high-dimensional world, both are vertically typed and read from right to left.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously took a vertical glance at the poem—"Tibetan acrostic?" I subconsciously held my breath and continued reading without showing any signs of expression.

"I, yes, master, angle, no, get, solution, get off." The eight initials were connected together, like a blockbuster, setting off a stormy sea in my heart.

"I'm the protagonist, can't I be free?!"

Daoist Duobao realizes that he is the protagonist?He woke up too?

Since when did he see it?Why are you passing messages to me in such a cryptic way?

One question after another lingered in my mind, but obviously I couldn't just rush over and ask Taoist Duobao to clarify.

Taking a few deep breaths, I silently memorized the whole poem in my mind, and then I flicked it with my sleeve, and the table was spotless, exactly the same as before the two of us talked.

Suppose Taoist Duobao really awakened.So what will he do?I can't go against the logic of my own character, and I can't go against the general trend of the story.The only thing to do is to keep exploiting loopholes.As the protagonist, will he have more freedom than me?

Another question is, why does he know that I am also awakened?Otherwise, if I am not awakened, if I take such a risk to send information to me, wouldn’t it be winking to the blind?And maybe face the punishment of restarting the plot, just like I used to try to tell the truth to others.

The most likely answer is: this world is not the first world where the protagonist awakens.

Therefore, it is possible for the protagonist to be like me, slowly groping for the various laws of the story, and aware of the fact that I have awakened.Even in the middle of this story, trying to inform me about his situation.

After realizing the protagonist's awakening, I started to wonder if he was showing some abnormal signs before.

"...Anyway, the only ones who can go with you are the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. If you cross them, can they still multiply to a million households?"

"Zhunti, you are barren in the west, then educate your people there well, and don't go to the east to play the autumn wind if you have nothing to do!"

"I have the Heavenly Ruler, the most precious treasure in my hand, and the Twelve-Rank Green Lotus, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the Exorcist Sword, the Chaos Orb, and the Xuanyuan Controlling Water Banner, all of which should be the Xiantian Spiritual Treasure. The best magic weapon in your body is the Seven Treasures Wonderful tree, right? A magic weapon that I have is just as high as yours."

"Hahaha, just to remind you, my Mingjiao has collected a few good talents and beautiful jade, and I have been enshrined by the emperor, and my luck is flourishing. I also have the merit of opening the sky, which is the fate of heaven and earth, so don't be wishful thinking .”

……

The conversation between Tianxuan and me at the east-west border suddenly jumped into my mind.

At that time, I was still ready to mention that the protagonist Tian Xuan suddenly appeared and said some mocking words to me.I thought he was just taunting me with words, but now it seems that there may be some deep meaning behind it.

First of all, the protagonist showed off his own strength as if showing off his family background, and indirectly told me how far his plot has progressed.That's why I can grasp the progress of the Western revival plan and let the Western luck override Taoism.

Second, the main character seems to be trying to avoid conflict with me.According to common sense, if the protagonist meets me, I will probably suffer a disadvantage.Especially when he caught me smuggling into the Eastern population, the protagonist didn't even have a fight with me, it's simply unbelievable.But thinking about it carefully, his words of ridicule also barely fit the logic of the character Tian Xuan.Perhaps, like me, he is also taking advantage of loopholes without violating the role itself, and is unwilling to do anything with me.

So, he had already awakened at that time.Because what I did was beyond the content of the plot, so I got his attention?

What about the world behind?In the story of the holy father and the emperor?

I frowned and searched my brains, recalling the strangeness of Taoist Qingzhu.

Have no idea.

No, no, I was able to successfully destroy this story, which is strange in itself.

I knew in my heart that I was actually mediocre when dealing with that story.If there is really some kind of system, the main god, to give me marks in the dark, maybe I can give me eight points for the first story, and six points for the second one.

There were indeed few flaws in that story, and I was reluctant to get Xuanyuan Huangdi's approval in the end.If before that, the protagonist Qingzhu Daoren ended his retreat, it might not be my turn to force so much in front of the Emperor.

Yet I did succeed.

The main character, Taoist Qingzhu, seems to have closed the gate of death, and set up an isolation circle outside the room.Unless he breaks through the realm inside and actively opens the barrier, the movement outside will not be transmitted inside.Naturally, he had no way of knowing the conversation between me and Xuanyuan Huangdi.

Could it be that he made the arrangement on his own initiative?Just so that I can let go and seize the position of Emperor Teacher.Since he doesn't know, then he doesn't have to abide by the character and jump out to fight with me?

This possibility should not be ruled out.

I should try to communicate with him—on the basis of not violating the logic of the character—I have a lot of questions on my mind, and I guess he is the same.

Looking back carefully at the prehistoric novels in the high-dimensional world, I think the protagonist's restrictions may be heavier than mine.

The reason is simple, because he is the protagonist of a story.The author's description of the protagonist of the story is always the most detailed, every move, every word and deed, and even the protagonist's psychological activities, expressions and demeanor, will be written.Wherever it can be recorded, the protagonist cannot violate the action logic of his own character, nor can he violate the general trend of the plot.

It sounded terrible, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him all the time.

In such a situation, the protagonist managed to give me hints and help many times, which is really amazing.

How did he do it?Could it be that the skill of fine division has been refined, the surface layer of consciousness is one kind of thought, and the inner layer is another kind of thought?

maybe.

He became Taoist Taobao in this story, and then came to chat with me.The superficial idea should be "take the opportunity to beat the Taoist burning lamp, and give him both kindness and power, so that he will not have any second thoughts about Taoism", while the inner layer is to take the opportunity to remind me of his identity.Then the poems he recited, and the books he cast on the table were probably all products of his inner consciousness.

So, how should I respond to him?

This question quickly overwhelmed all other questions and lingered in my mind.