The devil is hard to raise

Ye Yu was carrying a bamboo basket with a sword called green bamboo inserted in it, two changes of clothes, three pairs of straw sandals, some bamboo shoots, a small bag of salt, an ancient compass and a hand-painted map.And tied around his waist is a money bag, which contains the coins, two bank notes and broken silver he found in the cabinet above the clothes in the bamboo building.

In the dignified Dongxian school, he found two banknotes that looked nothing like RMB, which was really shabby.He guessed that when he went out and yelled at his disciples of the Dongxian sect, some people would ask him what sect he was.But to the original owner, all external objects including external things are unimportant, so unimportant that there is no trace of them in those intermittent memories.

So how he eats, I don't know.Who will do the laundry, I don't know.I don't know where the Dongxian Sect's money bank is.In the future, if you can accept apprentices, can you charge fees? No.

This is simply the legendary high-scoring low-energy kid who doesn't understand world affairs, and doesn't care about anything other than sword practice.Could it be that guy doesn't know the importance of firewood, rice, oil and salt? He probably doesn't even know how many steamed buns a copper coin can buy when he goes out.

The sad thing is that except for the clothes he wore on the first day of time travel, which seemed to have a good quality of life, the rest of the time he was dressed in a mess.No way, this body can automatically practice swords but not automatically wear clothes, so the matter of wearing clothes is irrelevant to the original owner.

How could he, alone, deliberately remember the steps of taking off the clothes just now?He was wrinkled no matter what he did, and he ended up wearing trousers and a casual robe, and the belt was tied in a knot.Anyway, no one saw that your son turned into a wild man in a mountain village in a second. Even the cloth boots were replaced with straw sandals, because straw sandals are more practical for walking in the muddy bamboo forest.

After staying in the bamboo building for two days, time is against the clock for him now, he has studied the route out, and frequently resets the paper plan.To kill Chao Min to unlock the oath talisman, it is impossible for him alone.Anyway, he said he was going to kill the big devil, but he didn't say how to kill him. If he had money, he would hire eight hundred or thousand masters to besiege Chao Min and beat him to death with money.The question is is he rich?After looking through all the bamboo buildings and caves of the Dongxian School, there are only two thousand taels of silver bills, is it worth two taels for each expert?

Under the absolute value of force, Ye Yu said that his ability alone could not kill Chaomin at all.Therefore, he will pay attention to the people's justice envoy, the Kunlun sect, which is well-known in the industry to slay demons.

In those memories, the original owner planned to attend the alliance meeting headed by Kunlun Sect next month.At that time, all the sects big and small of the Zheng faction will send elites to participate in this alliance conference. The Qingmei faction Nanxiang faction and the head of the Tianliu sect who can't wait to eat Chaomin will be there. party meeting.

As the only heir of the Dongxian Sect, Ye Yu said that this meeting was good, it was really great, anyway, the truth of martial arts TV dramas is that everyone is besieged by bad guys.He only needs to go up and stab the last sword when others beat Chao Min all over the ground to find his teeth, and he can be detoxified.During the period, I have to collect some deeds of this big devil who murdered and set fire. The more insane the better, after all, as a modern civilized person, if he kills a good and ordinary person, he can't do it at all.

After leaving the bamboo building, he walked in the forest with a bamboo basket on his back for six days. During this period, he saw bamboos of various shapes, green everywhere, and the greenery almost stained his clothes and skin with the rain.He rolled up his trousers, rolled up his sleeves and ran and jumped in the forest, like a fish entering a sea and a bird clearing the air.He could smell the heart-warming air reaching his lungs with every breath, and his body would feel lighter when he exhaled it again.

The sword technique of the Dongxian School was born in an epiphany in the bamboo sea, and it has an elegant and natural style.For Ye Yu, a rookie in martial arts, leaping over bamboo tops with a sword every day is a good sport, and he is used to the martial arts that comes with his body.

The season is spring, and the sound of vigorous bamboo shoots breaking through the ground is like the cry of life.Occasionally, he would have some insights before going to bed. It was a mysterious and mysterious feeling. The breeze floating around, the soft and continuous light rain, and the rustling sound of the world in the dark night seemed to be dancing green bamboo swords.This sword is a living being, and there is a calm vitality in it, like a calm and wise old man guiding Ye Yu.

He found that the simpler he was and the less he thought about it, the smoother his skills would be.

But still can't beat Chao Min.

When he walked out of the bamboo forest, his body was covered with dew and bamboo leaves.He broke a bamboo branch, carried a bamboo basket and ran towards the nearest big town humming Jay Chou's Hongchen Inn.

Fortunately, I found this memory. The original owner once walked there when he came to apprentice.It was a town near the water called Nanzhen.With a population of tens of thousands, the south is connected to the north, and the water conservancy is well developed.The head of the water transportation there also knew the Dongxian sect. Although the Dongxian sect was hardly born, he still took good care of the nearby residents. If something happened, the head of the Dongxian sect would show up to help solve it.Over time, most of the surrounding towns knew the existence of the Dongxian Sect and had a good impression of this sect.

Ye Yu said that the successors of the Dongxian Sect have holes in their heads, and if they do good deeds to benefit the sect in the village, they will naturally become famous all over the world. If they don't have the ability to let the apprentice kill the evil sect's big devil, how much they hate their apprentices.

He planned to run all the way to that big town, and then find the head of the water transport to let him take him for a ride.He figured out the route on the map and found that the Kunlun Gate was thousands of miles away on the Kunlun Mountains, and he was not a Maserati running all the way there.Moreover, the current Qianli is not the same as the Qianli in his era. He took the express express and arrived in a day or two when traveling across provinces in modern times. In this place where martial arts and light skills are flying all over the sky, there are beautiful mountains and rivers, no smog, only horse-drawn carriages and donkey boards. Walk twenty or thirty kilometers in one clock and wait for him to lie there directly waiting to die when he reaches the Kunlun Gate?

At the moment, the fastest way seems to be only the waterway. According to the map, the waterway of this big town happens to be the Grand Canal that runs through the north and the south. If you are lucky, you can reach Kunlun Mountain in half a month by boat.Half a month... It turned out that his life was so short that even wasting half a month made his heart ache.

Ye Yu really didn't dare to delay for a moment, the straw sandals were worn out by him, and he ran barefoot on the muddy road.Climbing over a mountain and passing two rivers, he gnawed a wild fruit in his mouth, wore a rain hat made of bamboo branches on his head, and rushed into the town like a mountain savage.

In an instant, he saw the world for the first time.A history book fell to the ground and fell into the stone path under his bare feet.

Nanzhen has a lot of water, arched stone bridges connect the roads here, a small boat comes out of the bridge holes, peach blossom trees are planted by the small river, and half-covered and half-exposed petals stand on the branches.

His heartbeat suddenly increased a lot, and a warm feeling of excitement rushed from his back.Those small wooden windows of high-rise buildings are lightly opened from the ancient picture books, and the women in tops and skirts hold oil-paper umbrellas in their hands and walk across the bridge in embroidered shoes.The old man was wearing a straw hat and propping up a long pole as he walked slowly across the green water of the small river.In the distance, someone was singing some songs in a minor key similar to Hangzhou Pingtan. Under the misty mist and rain, the bridge hole in Wanyang, the attic of the boat, the ancient poems in Ye Yu's memory were yellowed.

If he had a camera, he would make a collection of Nanzhen's paintings and post it on Weibo.The visual impact brought by this pure ancient beauty can directly destroy the impetuousness and frivolity he brought from modern society.

Ye Yu started to walk in the rain curiously. He himself always had a little bit of laxity, and he stopped for a stone and a flower by the roadside, a woman on the bridge and a small boat under the bridge.

Even if he has less than 1 minute left in his life, he is willing to slow down for a few seconds for the scenery in front of him.

He walked while laughing, like a child less than three years old, looking around, only with appreciation but not desire.It's like he always finds two times a year to go on a solo trip, and this is definitely his most beautiful trip.

In the end, he laughed and stepped on the bridge pier, leaped over the water with light work, saw the old man rowing through the bridge hole, tapped the top of the long pole of the rowing boat with his shoeless feet, and reached the opposite stone bridge with his strength. Shake a few times.In the misty rain, he became a scenery in the eyes of others, and soon disappeared into the ancient scroll.

After he disappeared, a figure appeared where he walked.This is a young man, wearing light-colored old linen clothes, with very wide trousers, and a pair of crystal white bare feet under the linen trousers.He walked forward step by step, stepping on the place Ye Yu walked, and every step repeated his passing by exactly.

Not a trace of rain can touch him, every step he takes is like a phantom, outsiders see him slowly appearing, but in the blink of an eye, only a white afterimage remains.

He followed Ye Yu from the bamboo building of the Dongxian School all the way to Nanzhen, observing the big disciple of the Dongxian School with a kind of innocent to cruel curiosity.

Soon, the boy disappeared.Even the old man who punted the boat didn't notice that someone stepped on his pole and flew past.

But Ye Yu, who was ignorant, finally found the address of the Water Transport Gang. He rushed over and had to run back to find it again.The Water Transport Gang was established next to the Grand Canal. This is the largest wharf in Nanzhen. Several large warehouses have been established at the wharf, which are filled with goods traveling from south to north.It happened to be the time when the night lights first came on, and Ye Yu was so hungry that he was grumbling after eating the wild fruit. He jumped to the gate of the water transport gang, and knocked on the door with his hand outstretched.

Ye Yu thought he would have to wait for a while, but he heard quick footsteps in his ears, and the door opened as soon as it said it was open.A man wearing a silver and copper mask appeared with his hands folded in his sleeves. His tall and straight body stood like a javelin in the gate.Behind him is a bright red lantern hanging high, and a dark wind blows.

The man looked at Ye Yu, his eyes were pierced through the holes in the mask, so gloomy and calm that he didn't seem human.

Ye Yu took two steps back and looked at the plaque on the door. Well, it was indeed the Water Transport Gang.Then he smiled politely, "Hello, Ye Yu, I want to rent a boat from the Water Transport Gang."

The man was indifferent, he said coldly: "Kill him."

"Huh?" Ye Yu was still thinking, is this an alternative way of greeting?

Then he raised his head, and a dozen shiny knives were already slashing at his head.

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