Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

It was not until the blurred vision gradually became clear that Qu Yang finally saw the situation he was in.

It was a very hot summer, and the humming of cicadas and the ubiquitous heat filled the small dilapidated house. It was so hot that it made people extremely depressed, until a cool breeze blowing from the shade of the trees outside the courtyard passed through. The open old wooden door made it more comfortable to enter the room.

Qu Yang took a look around, the room was narrow and cramped, simple and shabby, the paper windows were pushed out, supported by two wooden bars, not far away was a wardrobe, a table, a chair and a bed... all gone.

The furniture is outdated and has been used for some years, but fortunately, it is tidy and clean, and it is passable.

The most eye-catching thing is a wooden box placed in the light and shadow under the window, with a few thin lines exposed inside. If you have good eyesight, you can see the various colors inside through a thin line of cracks.

Qu Yang knew that the ones inside this wooden box were silk puppets, also called string puppets.

Unlike ordinary puppets, the puppets in the box were all inherited from their ancestors or parents, and possessed amazing attacking abilities, especially the heirloom in the center.

He went through the scenario in his mind.

This was originally a small world of immortals, but with the surge of immortal cultivators, the aura became thinner and thinner, until today there is no trace of aura, and the martial arts people are instead looking for wonderful skills, artifacts, elixir, puppets and other foreign objects to cultivate Strength is internal force.

The court is hard to overwhelm the rivers and lakes, there are people who practice martial arts everywhere, and the resources for promotion must follow the law of the jungle. Every strong person walks up on the foot of countless people.

Different from the weak court, the sect here is at its peak, and the warriors focus on different directions.For example, according to weapons, there are swordsmen and swordsmen who pursue the unity of human sword and human sword, and there are warriors who specialize in the fields of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, evil, medicine, poison, Gu, and puppet.

The daughter of luck, Zuo Qiutang, is an outstanding disciple of Confucianism and Taoism among the three generations of Wenshu Pavilion. She defends against the enemy with wolf hair scrolls. .

Wenshuge intends to expand its influence along the coast, so Zuo Qiutang's senior brother led a team to Qingcheng to repel the restless and kind evil swordsmen, and to inquire about the Yuejianmen forces that are rooted here.

People in Qingcheng are xenophobic, and asked how many people in Shuge were rejected everywhere, but they couldn't find a place to live.

At this time, the father of the original owner Song Jiufei was seriously ill in bed.The pillars of the family collapsed, and the Song family could not make ends meet all day long.So Song Jiufei tidied up the wing room and his own room, and agreed to ask a group of disciples from Wenshu Pavilion to pay the rent to move in, while he himself moved into the utility room.

The Song family had also prospered before, but their descendants were meager, and now there are only three of them, father and son.

Father Song used to be a puppeteer in a puppet troupe, and he was able to make ends meet, because the Xuansi puppet show in Qingcheng is really popular. During weddings, birthdays, and first-year celebrations, people often invite the puppet troupe to "give gifts", and he knows a little about puppets The family is educated in engraving, and the surrounding area is relatively rich.

Father Song loves his two sons dearly, and he has never been stingy about food, clothing, and martial arts for the second son of the Song family. He specially invited second-rate masters in the world to teach them, and raised Song Jiufei and his younger brother Song Yuancheng to be quite innocent. .

This small family suddenly changed, and Song Jiufei had to shoulder the important task of supporting the family.He wanted to go to the puppet troupe to find a job, but his younger brother was naive and kind, and his strength was low. How could he feel at ease when he was left to watch Old Song, so he had to spend all his money on medicine for a strong doctor and take care of him at home.

Therefore, Song Jiufei had his own considerations for agreeing to Zuo Qiutang and others to live temporarily: First, Wenshu Pavilion is a famous Confucian and Taoist sect, and these disciples seem to be kind, refined and decent people, so if you let them in, you won't be afraid that they will have hidden treasures. evil thoughts.Second, let them in, let the neighbors take care of them, and find some work for yourself, fill up the purse that is cleaner than your face, and buy some good medicine for Song Lao, so that this pillar can get better as soon as possible.

And Zuo Qiutang and the others lived up to his expectations in the bottom of his heart, never creating obstacles for them, even when the evil warriors fought up that day due to the lack of people at home, they repelled them together with Song Jiufei who had rushed over.

After that, most of Song Jiufei's wariness towards these Wenshu Pavilion disciples disappeared. He watched Zuo Qiutang get close to Song Yuancheng and fed Song Yuancheng with medicine, and even unconsciously felt ashamed of his own precautions.

One day, a member of the puppet troupe asked for leave to go back to his hometown. Song Jiufei, who had been doing odd jobs for many days, finally got the chance to perform on stage.

He was carrying more silver taels than the sum of his salary in the past half month, and he ran all the way home with a smile, and opened the door, but the smile froze on his face.

Song Jiufei lowered his head stiffly, a wolf hair poked there, piercing blood flowers on his chest.

He gritted his teeth and looked up again, Zuo Qiutang's face was cold in front of him, and there were two silent corpses lying in the courtyard behind her.

Shock and regret rolled over hard.

After all, Song Jiufei still underestimated the dangers of the world and the dangers of people's hearts.

"Why...why..." he asked with difficulty.

"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade." Zuo Qiutang pulled out the wolf hair and looked at the man who was gradually losing focus. "If you want to blame, blame your own low strength, but you still have this heirloom puppet."

Song Jiufei's eyeballs protruded, he stared fixedly at the familiar puppet beside Zuo Qiutang, and swallowed his breath.

He didn't want to die with peace in his eyes, so he didn't know how extraordinary that heirloom puppet was.

Zuo Qiutang's master, known as Junzizhu, was a first-class expert in the Jianghu. He once stroked her hair and told her with a smile to the ten-year-old who was playing with puppets: "When we talk about this puppet, we have to talk about this puppet." Qingcheng’s silk puppets, bag puppets, and iron puppets all have to stand aside.”

Zuo Qiutang raised his head in confusion, Master looked far away, as if thinking of something from the past.

"Your master passed by Qingcheng back then, and fought against an unknown puppet master, and almost lost."

"Huh?" Zuo Qiutang was taken aback, grabbed the puppet in his hand and asked, "But I don't think it's very powerful."

"Silly boy," the master shook his head and laughed, "that puppet is different from yours. It is exquisitely carved, pastel is well-proportioned, it is moved by more than thirty sticks, and its limbs and head are equipped with exquisite mechanisms...especially the teeth. .”

Fear flashed in the master's eyes: "The teeth of that puppet are made of wet wood that has been soaked in the best poison for many years. There are hidden weapons hidden in the tooth sockets. The fire from the back of the teeth passes through the teeth and is infected with the poison. It becomes a deadly poisonous fire that touches and kills."

"That is the only puppet that has ever been seen in this world. There was only one like that in a hundred years. Your ancestor is on par with the top ten masters in the Jianghu, and he dared not touch that puppet, so he escaped."

Under Zuo Qiutang's questioning, the master revealed more information about the puppet.

So that day when the evil warriors came to the door, Song Jiufei hurried over, but after being unable to resist the attack of the evil warriors, Zuo Qiutang recognized the poisonous puppet Master had mentioned at a glance.

The poisonous puppet was in the hands of Song Jiufei. This young man was pure and gentle, but not stupid at all.Zuo Qiutang didn't try to scare the snake away, instead he used gentle methods to look for opportunities quietly.

She established a good relationship with Song Yuancheng, and after finishing what the young man said, she made sure that she did not admit her mistake, and then started to prepare.

I usually go to investigate the situation of Yuejianmen with my brothers and sisters, and look for the whereabouts of evil warriors by the way.When Song Jiufei came home, put the poisonous puppet in his room and went out to buy food, he tried to disarm the puppet's defense against outsiders.

That day, Song Jiufei got the qualification to play the role, and he would be able to go home an hour later. Zuo Qiutang naturally couldn't let go of this golden opportunity.

The brothers and sisters went out to eat together, and Zuo Qiutang returned to the small courtyard of the Song family on the grounds that he had seen a trace of evil warriors.

Seeing Song Jiufei put the poison puppet under Father Song's bed with his own eyes, Zuo Qiutang quietly went to steal it, and carefully disarmed the device, but still made a noise, and Father Song was awakened.

"Miss Zuo, what are you doing?"

An angry reprimand made Zuo Qiutang's heart tremble, and also drew Song Yuancheng over.

The Martial Arts Conference is just around the corner, making a name for yourself or acting as a stepping stone for others. Zuo Qiutang is so cruel that he will not stop doing anything, kill the Song family father and son, snatch the poison puppet, and plant it on the evil martial artist .

The death of the three members of the Song family did not cause any disturbance, and the disciples of Wenshu Pavilion sighed infinitely, and vowed to kill the evil warriors to avenge them.

No one knew, but the real cause of death was buried underground along with shovel after shovel of soil.

And the real murderer relied on this puppet to block and kill gods and Buddhas in the rivers and lakes. In less than ten years, under the escort of the puppet, he became the youngest martial arts leader, a veritable No. 1 in the rivers and lakes. .

After recalling the plot, Qu Yang asked, "Song Jiufei, what is your wish?"

After a moment of silence, the voice in his head was gnashing his teeth: "Protect my family and family heirlooms, let Zuo Qiutang, a real villain, be ruined and die without a place to die."

"as you wish."

Qu Yang tidied up his appearance and found that he was wearing a long gown and was about to go out, probably to find work in the puppet troupe who lived in the upper room of the temple.

That's right, at this point in time, Zuo Qiutang and the others had already moved in, and the magnanimity and righteousness of the disciples of the Great Sect initially won the trust of the original owner, who was able to go out with confidence.

Similarly, there are only three days left before a turning point in the plot-the evil warriors see few people and come to rob houses.

Qu Yang fanned his hands, his face was better from the heat, he carried the wooden box and walked out.

In the courtyard, Zuo Qiutang was discussing poems and books with the elder brother, when he saw Qu Yang carrying the wooden box again into the room where Song Lao lived, thinking deeply.

What's in that wooden box?

It's very mysterious. When you are free someday, you must go and have a look. Seeing how precious it is, it may really be a rare and rare treasure.

Qu Yang opened the two bamboo doors, stepped into the room full of medicine smell, walked up to Father Song, and put the poisonous puppet into the secret cave under the bed.

Father Song just looked at him with lowered eyelids. After two "cough coughs", he coughed heart-piercingly again. After recovering a bit, he said, "It's an old problem. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured. Don't make trouble."

Qu Yang just smiled, his rejection was very clear.

He closed the hole: "Recently, a doctor who is one of the top ten masters in Jianghu came to Qingcheng, I plan to go there and try."

"It's the last time, okay?"

Father Song sighed: "Oh, no matter, you are so stubborn, stubborn! You will never be reconciled if you don't try."

The top ten masters are all extraordinary, even if they are benevolent doctors, but the scope of that kindness is very wide, how can you get the turn of an unknown person like you?

When you hit a nail, don't try again, save more money, and the two brothers will survive in the future, so don't delay because of him, a bad old man.