On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

In Qu Chunfeng's subconscious mind, only ghosts and gods can handle matters of life and death, so he asked this question.

It was the first time in the system's life that it heard such rainbow fart-like words from the host's mouth. It was immersed in it, and it was a little hard to extricate itself. It really wanted to nod, but as an honest ball, it still shook its head with difficulty: 【...I'm not. 】

oh oh oh.

Hearing the words, Qu Chunfeng put on the hilt of the sword, moved his fingertips slightly, and the sword body slipped out half an inch without a sound. The night was as cold as water, with a little white light glaring, and the white sleeve robe automatically said without wind: "It is neither a god nor a god." , that is a monster."

what?

This host changed his face a bit quickly, and the system still hadn't reacted: [What monster? 】

Qu Chunfeng's face remained unchanged: "You."

The system was stunned for a moment when it heard the words, but when it came to its senses, it immediately blew up, flying around in mid-air angrily: 【You are the evil, you are the evil, which evil have you ever seen and helped people to resurrect! 】

The bonfire was gradually extinguished, and occasionally some small sparks would burst out. The disciples of Tianyimen were all meditating and practicing, and it seemed that they could not hear the bluffing of this blue light ball.

Qu Chunfeng silently looked at the appearance of the system, and finally confirmed that he had never seen it in any books of ghosts and strange tales: "It is neither a god nor a monster, so what are you?"

The system was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, but he couldn't ignore him. After all, he was in the service industry, so he said angrily: 【You hunted and killed mermaids in your previous life, and you did too many crimes. I'll keep an eye on you and stop you from doing bad things. 】

snort!

Hearing the words, Qu Chunfeng put the sword back into its sheath, closed his eyes lightly, his face was like a crown of jade, and he had a good demeanor: "So that's the case, but the emperor's order is hard to disobey, I'm sorry, it's really hard to obey."

The system thinks that if you don't listen, then don't listen. If you do something wrong, you will be the one who will be shocked, and you will be dissipated into the air with a flap of your wings.

Qu Chunfeng never raised his eyes from the beginning to the end, and sat cross-legged quietly beside the campfire until the sky was bright.

According to his instructions, the governor of Quanzhou sent a set of ordinary people's clothes early in the morning. After Qu Chunfeng changed into it, he looked like an ordinary young man at first glance, but with a good temperament, it was still hard to look away.

The governor of Quanzhou really didn't understand what Qu Chunfeng meant: "Your official has the guts to ask, why did the national teacher dress up like this? You are really wronged by this rough clothes."

Qu Chunfeng didn't want to say more: "I have my own arrangements. You take people back and don't come here if you have nothing to do. The place is remote and sparsely populated. The appearance of officers and soldiers will only scare the snakes. Don't disturb the fishermen."

The governor of Quanzhou thought what was the matter. He had been in this poor place for more than ten years, and he wanted to be transferred away in his dreams. Finally, a high-ranking official from the capital came here. nothing.

Oh, what a disappointment!

The governor of Quanzhou had no choice but to take his people back: "I will take my leave. If the national teacher has an order, just send someone down the mountain and report to the official office."

Seeing them leave, Mingxuan was puzzled: "Senior brother, why don't you keep them, the sea is wide, if you want to find the mermaids, we are definitely not enough."

But Qu Chunfeng said: "You don't have to stay here, just pretend to be ordinary people and go to the foot of the mountain to settle down and wait for my news."

After he finished speaking, he put his clothes and sword into the Qiankun bag, and took out a white porcelain medicine bottle and handed it to Mingxuan: "It's half a month's worth of medicine, come to me to get it after you finish taking it."

Mingxuan paused, then reached out to take it hesitantly: "Brother, is it really okay for you to stay here alone?"

Whether it's about the mermaid or the curse, Qu Chunfeng has to find out, but there are too many people talking, and he doesn't want too many people to know: "I'll inquire about the news first, and I'll let you know when I have something. No need to ask."

As a big senior brother, he has accumulated a lot of prestige in Tianyi Gate, Mingxuan didn't dare to make too many mistakes, so he had to agree: "Then I will wait at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the good news of senior brother."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his fists and saluted, and led a group of brothers and sisters down the mountain and left.

Not far from here is the fishing village that was massacred by officers and soldiers in his previous life. In his previous life, Qu Chunfeng could not pry a single word out of their mouths despite all his torture. , and then carrying a burden, disguised as a merchant from a foreign land.

Fishermen go out to sea every morning, but Lin Bo injured his leg some time ago, so he had to rest at home. Taking advantage of the sunshine, he moved a bench and sat in front of the house to mend the old fishing nets. The boy in the coarse cloth was wandering outside his yard, feeling suspicious, he couldn't help getting up and limping over: "Who are you, what are you doing outside my yard?"

This person is Qu Chunfeng.

Dressed like a poor scholar, he walked all the way from the camp where he was stationed last night to the fishing village under the sun. His back was soaked, his lips were pale and chapped, and the corners of his clothes were still stained with mud. When he saw Lin Bo, he cupped his hands Yili: "Old man, Wansheng didn't mean to offend, but he was traveling all night, hungry and thirsty, and wanted to ask for a bowl of water."

Lin Bo didn't let him in immediately, he looked suspiciously: "Where are you from? Why have I never seen you before, you look very strange."

Qu Chunfeng had already responded: "I am ashamed to say that the late student was a student who went to Beijing to take the exam, but he was named Luosunshan, so he planned to go back to his hometown. Unexpectedly, bandits robbed the official road, so he had to take a detour and came to Quanzhou in a daze. , now that the coils are exhausted, there has been no water or rice for two days.”

Lin Bo looked him up and down when he heard the words, and seeing that what he said did not seem to be false, he opened the courtyard door: "So you are a scholar, please come in, Mr. Shaolang, I will get you a bowl of water to drink."

Qu Chunfeng thanked him with words and salutes, deliberately pretending to be a scholar, and brought the word sour to the extreme: "Thank you, old man, thank you very much, old man."

Lin Bo asked him to sit down in the middle, went into the room and poured him a bowl of water, thought for a while, and broke another half of a coarse-grain bread, then limped over and handed it to him: "Young Master, don't dislike it. , life is hard these days, rice and food are expensive, let’s use this to fill our stomachs.”

Qu Chunfeng quickly got up and took it: "Thank you, old man, it's enough to have something to fill your stomach, how dare you dislike it."

After he finished speaking, he sat back on the low stool again, drank the water in the bowl, took a bite of the coarse-grain bread in his hand, and ate it all without changing his expression. Unintentionally asked: "Dare to ask the old man, but do you make a living by fishing?"

Lin Bo sat on his seat and continued to mend his fishing nets. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Yes, but I'm getting old, and I don't have a few years to go to sea."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qu Chunfeng: "Where is Mr. Shaolang from?"

Qu Chunfeng said: "I'm from Luzhou. My family was poor. My parents died when I was young. I depended on the help of my fellow villagers for my education. Who ever wanted to spend all their money? I'm afraid it will take some time before I can go back."

Lin Bo nodded, seeing that although he was a busy man, he had straight eyebrows and eyes. He hadn't seen such an outstanding character for many years, let alone read a book. Thinking of the fact that he had a daughter who was waiting to be married, he couldn't help but move his mind : "What is Mr. Shaolang going to do next?"

Qu Chunfeng shook his head, as if he was in a bit of a dilemma: "To tell you the truth, old man, late life has no advantages, and he is still worrying about how to make money, let alone a place to stay."

Lin Bo remembered that there seemed to be a vacant fishing house at the east end of the village, but because it was too close to the sea, the waves crashed against the shore at night, making it difficult to sleep, and no one would live in it over time: "If Mr. Shao doesn't dislike it, I will Knowing that there is a place to stay, it’s just a little bit hard.”

Qu Chunfeng seemed a little happy: "Thank you, old man. I have lived in the wilderness during these days of wandering in late life, so I dare not be picky. I am satisfied with a tile to cover myself."

This fishing village is isolated from the rest of the world, and most of the people are simple and honest. Lin Bo waved his hand to show that he was okay, and led him to the east of the village. He didn't meet anyone along the way, only women and children sitting in the yard weaving nets to dry fish.

Lin Bo explained: "The weather is fine today, and the men are all out fishing. If you are quick, you will be back at noon, and if you are slow, you will be back in the evening."

Qu Chunfeng nodded: "I see."

Seeing that Lin Bo was inconvenient to move, he had been supporting him all the time, and his humble appearance made the latter secretly satisfied, and he walked for a while before arriving at the vacant house.

Lin Bo pushed open the door, and saw that the tables and chairs inside were neatly arranged, but there was a bit of damp and a thick layer of dust accumulated: "There is no one living here. If Mr. Shaolang doesn't mind, you can stay here for a while and wait for my house later. When my daughter comes back from the market, ask her to find out if there are any unused quilts and send them to you."

Qu Chunfeng cupped his hands and thanked him: "I'm really sorry for bothering the old man. The surname of Wansheng is Qu, and his name is Chunfeng. If you don't give up, just call me Chunfeng."

The name of Tianyimen Qu Chunfeng is known to everyone in Beijing, but it may not be spread to this remote place like Quanzhou, let alone a fishing village that is isolated from the world.

Lin Bo obviously didn't know his identity, so he waved his hands and said, "That's impossible, Mr. Shaolang is a scholar, and I, a country guy, don't dare to be careless, so I'll call you Mr. Qu."

Qu Chunfeng couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to accept. Seeing that Lin Bo was inconvenient to walk, he hesitated and asked aloud: "Dare to ask old man, your leg..."

Lin Bo lifted up his trouser leg to show him, there were two teeth marks on it: "No problem, last time I was bitten by a sea snake when I went to sea, it will heal after a while."

Hearing this, Qu Chunfeng untied the burden he was carrying, took out a medicine bottle from inside, poured out a brown pill and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "This is a gift from a friend when I went to Beijing for the exam. Sore medicine, crushed and applied to the affected area has a miraculous effect, the old man might as well give it a try."

Lin Bo didn't think much about it, he just took it as an ordinary sore medicine: "Then thank you, Mr. Qu."

It was getting late, and he didn't stay long, and left after explaining a few words.

Qu Chunfeng looked at the room and saw that there was a lot of dust, so with a wave of his sleeves, he secretly squeezed the profound technique and cleaned it up in an instant.He opened the door and walked out of the house. Not far away were rocks and cliffs, and a few meters down was the beach. The waves were raging, hitting the shore endlessly, which was really noisy.

Qu Chunfeng walked to the edge of the cliff, his robe was blown up by the wind, as if he wanted to see something through the turbulent sea, but apart from a few flying fish jumping out of the sea, there was nothing abnormal.

The system flapped its wings and flew out. The anger came and went quickly, not letting go of any chance to bring the host back to the right path: [Look, how kind the old man is to you, do you still have the heart to slaughter the village? 】

Qu Chunfeng looked at it when he heard the words, and said in an unclear way: "If you find the merman, you don't need to slaughter it, if you can't find it..."

He didn't finish his words, but the faint murderous look in his eyes had already made his position clear.