Turns out I'm the protagonist's golden finger

"Beep—!"

Jiang Zhao was awakened by the siren.

After tinnitus for a long time, the eyes became clear.

The blood seemed to have stagnated, and he was cold all over, and he couldn't keep warm even under the thick quilt.

In the twilight of the morning, the half-closed window was propped up with a small wooden bar to let in the wind. Unfortunately, the window was too high and opened too small, so he couldn't see the scenery outside.

Look back inside the house.

This seems to be a small meditation room, still very secluded, the sound of rushing water can be heard, and the air has the fragrance of grass and trees flowing.

Looking around, Jiang Zhao almost thought it was a woodshed.

The furnishings in the room are very old and simple, the walls are gray and decayed, and the whole room is dilapidated and cramped at a glance.

Of course, this house is not without bright spots.

For example, there are neat stacks of scriptures on the desk, and those rice papers filled with ink characters, revealing a bit of bitterness and elegance.

The rooms of those poor scholars who study hard for fame and fame are probably like this.

"hiss!"

Hands are numb and painful!

He propped up against the wall while shaking his hands and moving his bones.Inadvertently, he bumped his head against the cabinet with a "boom".

"Oh..." He was hit in a daze, his head numb.

Sit against the wall first and wait for the discomfort to pass.

When I close my eyes, I think about what happened yesterday.

Whether it was the Fire Cloud Beast or the Purple Cloud Palace, Jiang Zhao himself felt thrilling, which he would never have encountered in his previous life.

After the thrill, Jiang Zhao realized the "horror" belatedly: before he lost consciousness, he saw that his life value was "0/1000000".

0 is so dazzling, he must be right.

Blood value lower than 3/1000000 will undoubtedly die.

So before he passed out from a coma, he never thought of being able to live.

At that time, the events after rebirth flashed through his mind.This life is really short, and he can recall the feeling of sleeping on the withered grass at night with perfect accuracy.

But it's a pity that I can't remember the people and things in my previous life.

However, at least before he passed out, he could say that he died for something meaningful, which was more valuable than the inexplicable killing last time.

A few mellow birdsong outside the window pulled Jiang Zhao back, looking at the strange environment around him, what is the situation now?

He had never seen this hut before, so it couldn't be his.

Is he born again?

Pressing the center of gravity against the wall, Jiang Zhao dragged his body, adjusted himself into a meditation position, and took a good look at the condition of his body.

White soft light enveloped him.

His meridians and pills are intact, and his spiritual power has not decreased but increased.And the breathing technique is still the spell of the previous body, not rebirth again.

Jiang Zhao let himself slide down slowly, and changed into a more comfortable posture to think.

He did not die, and the original owner's body was not damaged by his punishment.

That is to say, what he destroyed was not the original owner's body, but his "self".

So what am I now?

Soul?

Does this thing really exist?

Jiang Zhao stared at the hands that did not belong to him, feeling that his faith was about to collapse.

He remembered that he used these hands to write invitations on the dragon boat. Before he started writing, although he had finished the draft, he was still worried that he would write the wrong words in this world.As a result, he wrote surprisingly smoothly.

One stroke at a time, chic and willful.

But not his handwriting.

All kinds of things in the past have made me what I am today.

How can a person who occupies someone else's body, who uses someone else's past, become an "I"?Is he still "he"?

The knock on the door interrupted Jiang Zhao.

The door is opened one by one, and the door of the meditation room is pushed inwards one by one.

Shen Chi walked in slowly, his face was no longer pale and sickly, his figure became more and more handsome, as if the clouds broke through the moon, and everything became brighter when winter passed and spring came.

Those eyes, which were already unbelievably good-looking, were even more dazzling, like the most distant Beichen, so bright that people couldn't move their eyes away.

Unfortunately, the scars on the cheeks completely spoil this pleasing look.It's a pity for Jiang Zhao, if there is no scar on his face, this child will definitely fascinate a lot of young girls.

Shen Chi approached him and looked at him in disbelief.

Jiang Zhao pressed his head in a daze, his head was still chaotic, and the big civet cat also disappeared.

"You are still very weak now, don't move around." Shen Chi helped him to lie back, the two still needed the telepathy talisman.

His injury, Jiang Zhao thought of the dark traces of the gray clothes.

"How is your injury?" Jiang asked first, unable to take care of anything else.

"It's almost healed, but the throat can't recover." Shen Chi smiled softly and asked him, "Do you want some water?"

"No, no need, I've slept for a long time, right?" Jiang Zhao tried to sit on the edge of the bed and talk to Shen Chi, but he fell down on the bed in disbelief.

Hey, Jiang Zhao looked at the two crossed roof beams above.He is now with his arms outstretched, almost in this position.

Shen Chi held his hand, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually felt that the child's voice was trembling.

It was trembling that was about to cry with joy.

"That day when we came out of Ziyun Temple, you were unconscious. I thought you were too tired, so I took you back to my meditation room at the outer gate to rest, but you never woke up. No matter what I did, you didn't wake up. I even thought , you are going to perish."

Jiang Zhao patted him on the shoulder guiltily: "I'm fine now, so it's hard for you to take care of me. How long have I been in a coma?"

"About half a year."

"What!" Jiang Zhao almost thought there was something wrong with the teleportation talisman.

Shen Chi nodded affirmatively.

Jiang Zhao's heart was full of turmoil, no wonder his limbs didn't look like his own anymore, he lay in bed for half a year!

After half a year, it really depends on the original owner's good health to not lie down.

"You have been taking care of me for the past six months?" Jiang Zhao couldn't imagine how much he had troubled her for the past six months.

"I can't talk about taking care of you. I don't know where you are sick. I just put you in the meditation room. When Dr. Sang comes back, I will ask her to check your pulse. Every time she can't diagnose the disease, I can only let you lie here. on."

"Thank you, and thank Dr. Sang for me." The pain caused by the system was aimed at "him", and of course the original owner would not have any symptoms.

"It should be so." Shen Chi smiled lightly.

Oh my god, in Jiang Zhao's eyes, this child is glowing all over.He only took care of Shen Chi for less than two days, yet Shen Chi was willing to take care of him for half a year.

returning a Favour many times more.

Maybe that's what he said?

"You rest first, I still have to go to the academy." Shen Chi picked up the two pieces of rice paper, rolled them up and put them in his sleeves.

Jiang Zhao also wanted to help when he saw that his cuffs were off, and said, "Why don't you change this dress, and I'll mend it for you."

Shen Chi saw the thread hanging from the cuff, and asked hesitantly, "You want to mend my clothes?"

"Yes."

Jiang Zhao remembered that he had done this kind of thing many times, but he had forgotten for whom. In short, this is what he is capable of now.

"I only have this coat. The teacher doesn't like the students' clothes not neatly arranged. At night, let's talk about it." Shen Chi rolled up his sleeves, pinched the missing thread with his fist, and left.

Is he meddling too much?Jiang Zhao saw Shen Chi's embarrassment and embarrassment with nowhere to hide, and wished to swallow the words back.

A person lay down with self-pity for several hours, and all the previous memories came back.

He remembered that he had a plot that claimed to be updated on time at 4:32:16 on Sunday afternoon.

It stands to reason that he should have known the plot long ago, what about the plot?

Jiang Zhao lay flat again, emptied himself, and entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

The boundless expanse.

Jiang Zhao walked alone, but could only see the horizon in the distance.

The big civet cat disappeared.

Could it be that it abandoned him in this world?

Thinking about it this way, I was suddenly lost.

Jiang Zhao sat alone in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a book floated from the sea.

""The Third Immortal Venerable"!" Jiang Zhao's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked it up.

The book was patiently covered with a layer of protective film, and there was also a piece of black letter paper, which was a message: "Host, remember this, on the premise of not violating the plot, and not violating conscience. I'm going back to study, next one See you world and good luck!

System 69730"

Knowing that the civet cat was fine, Jiang Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, then felt lost.

He has never liked to owe others, but also likes to kill good people.Maybe the big civet cat would live better if he didn't work with him.

Everything belongs to you, isn't that great?Be it pain, heartache, or something else.Do it yourself, don't worry about getting involved or hurting others.

He sighed, and folded the letter paper three times, ready to put it in the book as a bookmark.

Next, let him take a look at this 846-page book.

Jiang Zhao opened the book.

The densely packed characters are very uncomfortable to read, and the beginning is a routine:

A certain family in a marginal town was massacred for no reason, and only a child hiding under the sacrificial altar escaped from the sea of ​​blood.

The child fled here and there, and found his distant uncle through all kinds of hardships.After spending a month in peace, my uncle died of a serious illness, and my aunt was vicious, and she lost my son on the way to rush for the exam.

On the way,

Jiang Zhao stopped his fingers, why does this plot look so much like Shen Chi's memory?

Encounter a monster, avoid the monster's pursuit, learn from a teacher, and enter the Yunyan sect.

Jiang Zhao briefly watched the protagonist's life in Yunyan Sect, and then skipped to the "Outer Sect Gossip·Qiongniang" chapter.

The protagonist and fellow disciples were ordered by the master to go down the mountain to purchase items.On the way, the senior brother had a private meeting with a secular woman, but the protagonist accidentally broke it, and the two became enmity.

On the way back, the protagonist detects a demonic aura on a businessman.Senior sister Zhu Yi went to investigate with him, but Zhu Yi was bewitched by a spider spirit.The protagonist knows from the red silk that it was Qiongniang's handwriting, so he replaces his senior sister to find the spider spirit at night.

It coincided with Shen Chi's memory again.

Jiang Zhao turned over and over again, shouldn't the protagonist here be called "Ni Chen"?

Ni Chen, the same as the "rebellious minister".

The protagonist's father is Ni Wanshan, a bandit who has been hunted down by the imperial court for many years. The reason for this name is self-evident.

Then why did he write the word "Shen Chi" on the stone bed?

Jiang Zhao's head throbbed in pain, pulling him back to reality.After sleeping for so many days, all the functions of his body are almost useless, and his will is also weak?

No, you have to recover quickly.

Jiang Zhao turned on the detector on his right pupil, and he had accumulated a lot of energy during the six months he was in a coma, enough for five human detections!

"Ding! Awakening..."

"Ding! The function is being transferred..."

"Ding! Various indicators are being tested..."

"Ding! Story mission downloading..."

"The task has been downloaded."

Jiang Zhao opened the file, and it showed:

The protagonist was wronged and murdered by his fellow disciples. He got help from the immortals during his escape and escaped the catastrophe.The protagonist returns to Yunyan Sect and is framed again and sent to prison.The protagonist in the prison awakens the blood of gods and demons, and is imprisoned in the White Light Tower as a demon spirit.

When all thoughts were lost, a fairy appeared to help him break through and train his Qi to escape.In the selection meeting of the Yunyan Sect, the hard-working protagonist competed under a pseudonym in order to wash away his grievances, and won the first place with the help of the immortal.

"Rule 1: You are a fairy."

"Rule 2: You have to help the protagonist."

"Rule 3: The protagonist must win the first place in the selection meeting."

"Rule 4: Don't reveal your identity."

"The download of the identity file is complete."

So soon, Jiang Zhao opened the file, and he was always curious about who the original owner was.

"Ning Wei." Jiang Zhao read the name of "myself" and slid down to see the experience of the original owner.

After reading everything, there are only four words left in Jiang Zhao's mind: amazing.

If Xiujie is a stage, then Ning Wei is the most dazzling star on this stage.

The everlasting kind.

500 years ago, the three realms of immortals, demons and demons lived together, and the cultivating families were independent. Not only did they have no responsibility as cultivators, but they also fought with each other like bandits who occupied the mountains as kings. .Its power is so intertwined that even mortal dynasties cannot be shaken.

In order to rely on these families, the royal families and nobles in the world endured humiliation and sent envoys to make friends with them, making these families more presumptuous, and the trend of spiritual practice swept the nineteen states at that time.

Xin Zhuo was originally the prince of the Dai Kingdom, a talented person recognized by the ten kingdoms.According to history books, he is "sensitized and deep in nature, fond of quiet thinking, few words but far-sighted, and good-looking and upright".

Because of the country's destruction and enlightenment, Xin Zhuo abandoned mortal grievances and wealth and changed his name to "Ning Wei".

The sect he created is today's Yunyan sect.

Over the past few decades, Yunyan Sect has expanded into the number one Immortal Sect in the world, laying the groundwork for rectifying the chaos and realizing peace in the cultivation world for hundreds of years.

After that came the "Yuanwu Meeting", and some people said it was the battle of immortals and demons.

Unlike the big battle everyone imagined, that battle was mostly lip service.

At that time, the demon lord was named Wen Dan, and he was one of the few demon lords who was not good at martial arts and literary combat.

Wen Dan and Ning Wei made an appointment to discuss the Dao in the Yuanwu Domain, and opened up a quiet place with magic power, where any monks would fight in the Mortal Realm.

After the "Yuanwu Meeting", Wen Dan left a sentence of "enlightenment", dismissed all the demons, and retired to seclusion.

Ning Wei ascended to immortality.

But the strange thing is that after Ning Wei became a fairy, he didn't want to live in the nine heavens, but locked himself somewhere in Yunyan Wonderland.

Several generations of suzerain masters of the Yunyan sect and dozens of elders knelt and broke the Tianxin stone, and it was not seen that he had the slightest intention to leave the customs.

Hundreds of years later, although this senior is still on the lips of the monks, everyone believes in such a rumor in their hearts:

Immortal Ning Wei has fallen.

After watching all this,

Jiang Zhao's hands were trembling.

He had a vague feeling that after being taken away by this immortal elder who is so admired by the three worlds, it is very likely that he will lose his life at the end of the day.

No.

No.

Jiang Zhao shook his head and put aside this thought, he must not corrupt Xian Zhang Qingyu, otherwise he would be too sorry for the body he gave.

"Check the life value again."

"3 / 1000000"

This familiar figure.

Jiang Zhao's heart calmed down a little, and everything returned to the state he had just come here.

The big civet cat is gone, and Shen Chi is added, which is not too bad.

Thinking about it this way, a heavy tiredness hit.