I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

Ji Zheng was sitting on the leather soft chair of the main stage of the hunting ground, groping for the armrest with one hand, fidgeting restlessly.

The spectators below included Dayan's close courtiers of the emperor, and even the wolf master and attendants from West Desert. All of them looked tense and extremely agitated.

The difference is that what they are looking forward to is the result of the hunting competition, and Ji Zheng has already been spoiled.

After less than half a stick of incense, Mingci Yuehui shot an arrow in the eye of the chosen deer at the outermost edge of the jungle, rode sideways, galloped past, grabbed the deer by the neck, and led it around the field for three The circle drew loud applause from the audience.

It was not without reason that they were so excited. The crowd competed for the throne, and the more they said, the more victorious they were. This was his announcement to all his supporters that he was determined to overthrow the tyrant, pursue the throne, and save Dayan.

Ji Zheng is not the heart of the Virgin Mary. These deer are originally the prey raised in the paddock, and there is nothing wrong with being hunted according to the ancient hunting customs.

What's more, Ming Ci put aside the steadfast ethic between monarch and minister, and decided to seize the throne, which Ji Zheng liked to hear.

but……

Ji Zheng clutched his sleeves tightly, the blood in his whole body seemed to be completely cold.

That was his little deer, the little deer he pushed onto the guillotine with his own hands, would Uncle Huang really kill his little deer...

The forest of the hunting ground is right in front of you, and you can clearly see every move at the border of the forest from the viewing platform where everyone is.

Silent.

Suddenly, a small deer rushed out from the jungle, running fast with all four hooves on the ground, followed by a group of Ximo people.

They were originally a nation that grew up on horseback. At this time, they whistled loudly, and their sharp laughter cut through the wind. They stood on horseback and drew their bows to aim at the deer.

Ji Zheng's heart was pulled up, full of nervousness, but he had to stare at the jungle, unable to look away at all.

Isn't Ming Ci Yue the winner? Where is Ming Ci Yue?

Suddenly, an arrow pierced through the bushes and went straight in the direction of the deer.

It's clear words.

The arrow seemed to be chasing the running deer, but it seemed that it was short of strength, and it broke in the middle of the way, piercing the front horseshoe of the leader of the Western Desert hunter.The fierce horse knelt down violently and threw the hunter down hard.

Ming Ci Yue passed by his side, smiled condescendingly, looked at his mouth shape, and said politely, "Sorry." He also pulled this man up from the ground in a friendly manner.

He continued to draw his bow to compete, but the accuracy of each arrow was extremely poor, and he tripped five or six of his Western Desert opponents off their horses one after another.

The audience was dumbfounded at first, and then sighed everywhere.

Ji Zheng was the only one who had fun watching, and wished to give Uncle Huang a standing ovation.

This operation is too coquettish.

But in this way, how Ming Ci Yue will win and follow the plot, he can't help feeling a little anxious and worried.

I don't want to die, and I don't want to make my words more defeated.

Mingci Yue followed the deer and went around half a circle. After shooting down all the hunters, his quiver happened to be empty, so he could only watch the prey go away with a little regret.

Suddenly, another arrow sprang out from the jungle, imitating Cai Mingciyue's method just now, chasing after his horse's hoof.

Mingci Yue had no choice but to get out of the way, but as soon as he got out of the way, the white horse galloped in the direction of the little deer.

The young man on horseback has fluttering hair, a radiant look, a face like uncut jade, and a light official shirt that is rolled up by the cold wind.With a smile on his lips, determined to win, he narrowed his right eye slightly and aimed at the deer's head.

But when he was about to align, Mingciyue's dark horse stopped him again, and the white horse had to speed up.

One black and one white, walking side by side.The two look very well matched, and they are extremely harmonious, as good-looking as an ink painting of racing through the snow.

The audience was silent, and everyone was shocked. The young man who could overwhelm King Jing was born? !

The young man was being chased too closely, the arrow was on the string, so he had to go out first, and Mingci Yue used his bow to stop him, and he swept onto the leg of the road, tripping the deer.

The young man's emotions were not affected at all, and he happily caught the deer on his flying horse, walked around the field to the emperor on the viewing platform, dismounted and bowed, and waited for the reward in high spirits.

How can the winner not be clear?Isn't Mingci Yue the future emperor who usurped the throne?

Ji Zheng looked at the audience, momentarily stunned.

Suddenly someone from the seat next to him sternly reprimanded, it was Marquis Wu An: "Gu Congyun, don't be rude in front of the Holy One."

Gu Congyun?The young son of the Gu family?No wonder... the one who can suppress the protagonist's limelight is of course only the protagonist.

Gu Congyun was a young man who entered the palace and grew up with the original owner. Although he was just a companion, his learning ability and literary ability made the Tai Tuo have to look at him a little bit. But this kind of person is born with a genius. On the one hand, he also inherited the tradition of the Gu family. As long as he wants to go to the martial arts and literary examinations, he can only be the champion.

This kind of life is in contemporary times, so you have to ask him which Tsinghua University and Peking University you choose.

A born genius with a strange temper, a young man with high spirits, for some reason, he does not take the imperial examination, does not enter an official position, and even refuses to inherit the title of the young master.

The prince matches the young master, endures the attack of a gentleman and matches the young man who makes a fuss, and immediately fights for the deer, tit for tat.

Ah, this damn strong danmeiwen, this wonderful big bowl of dog blood.

Ji Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth, frowning and staring at Gu Congyun.The teenagers standing side by side beside Ming Ciyue are quite eye-catching, with their hands clasped behind their backs, their figures are tall and straight, and their slightly immature faces have begun to show the handsome prototype of an adult man.

...Like who?

Oh, this is really like a young man's Ming Ci Yue.

Ji Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, he almost forgot that the original book was not about the protagonist Gong Shou falling in love and killing each other.And he is a background wall who will retire sooner or later. In the future, he will be surrounded by the capital as a prince, hugging left and right, eating delicious food, drinking spicy food, what bicycle do he need?

He became enlightened all of a sudden, and he didn't have any extra thoughts. He nestled in the big animal skin chair, kneading the dried fruits offered, and stared lazily at the bottom.The protagonist Shou didn't follow the script as soon as he appeared on the stage, and stole the title of the protagonist's attack. Ji Zheng really wanted to know what Ming Ciyue was going to do.

Li Yang, who was surprisingly silent today, suddenly said, "This deer doesn't have a logo on its front legs. It is not a sacrificial deer selected by the emperor. It is reasonable that there will be another round."

A western desert hunter knelt down and reported: "The deer disappeared in the depths of the jungle at the beginning, and all of us rounded up and couldn't find it."

Ji Zheng recalled the temper of that deer. It looked like a lazy salted fish deer. I don’t know where to hide in the woods. It might not be easy to find it in the next round.

He noticed that Li Yang looked at Ming Ciyue's eyes changed, less hostile and more inexplicably meaningful, and even showed great tolerance for Ming Ciyue's behavior of stumbling the Western Desert hunter.

He didn't think much about it, and turned his head to listen to Gu Congyun's speech with great interest, "There should be a next round, but according to the "History of the Farewell to the Great Swallow", the first round of winter hunting in the second year of Gaozu was sent out, and none of the members were found. In the case of offering sacrifices, Gao Zu and the previous round winners rode together and personally went to the hunting ground to help watch the game."

Wow... Ji Zheng's melon seeds spilled.

What is the history of Dayan Farewell?He looked at a loss, the ancestors can still have such a wonderful precedent, it's great to be able to endorse...

The audience didn't know that the winners of the first round would be able to receive such treatment, but with the testimony of history books, no one could refute it for a while.

Ming Ci stared closely at the white horse in the arena, and silently clenched the hand holding the longbow.

After all, no one knows that the winning prize will be the Holy One.

Ji Zheng had no choice but to get on the white steed himself, sat behind Gu Congyun, and was led by him into the depths of the jungle.

As the horse swayed slightly, passing Ming Ciyue's side, Ji Zheng didn't look at him, and didn't say anything.

As soon as he got away from the spectators, Gu Congyun's straight back immediately slackened, and he became a different person.

He whispered, "Why doesn't your majesty have a sutra feast or announce me recently?" His voice was still twisted.

"You don't call me when you eat dumplings during the winter solstice."

"I'm not allowed to visit if my kidney is not good."

Ji Zheng: ...

Zhang Yang is a young genius, and your personality is gone.

He had been deliberately avoiding Gu Congyun before, because Gu Congyun was too close to the original owner, and it was easy to play tricks if he didn't handle it well.

Besides, it's definitely not a good thing to have a relationship with the protagonist Gong Shou.

"I don't want to hold a sutra feast and study in class, what can I ask you to do in the palace." Ji Zheng said, "You also treat kidney deficiency?"

"Your Majesty, please sit in front of me." Gu Congyun casually got up on the horseback and wanted to draw Ji Zheng closer to him.

"You want a rear passenger seat for just one horse?" Ji Zheng was startled, with rejection written all over his face.

The boy turned his head and approached with displeasure, "The Holy One is my spoil."

"What's the matter, King Jing's can go ahead, but mine can't?"

Suddenly the jungle shook, and a small deer head appeared just like that, with the hemp rope tied to its front hoof, and it approached cautiously for a few steps, as if smelling Ji Zheng's familiar scent, it limped and approached joyfully .

Ji Zheng desperately clamped the horse's belly and wanted to stay away, but Gu Congyun's eyes lit up instantly, he stabilized the horse's head, and quietly approached it little by little.

"The Holy Majesty's riding and archery was all practiced with my minister at the beginning, do you want to..." He handed Ji Zheng another bow and arrow, "Who will shoot the deer first?"

The deer has obediently moved to Ji Zheng's feet, where it can be killed with a single blow without a bow or arrow.

Ji Zheng swallowed her saliva, stared at Gu Congyun's back, and said in a cold voice, "Gu Congyun, I am the emperor, I think the deer's blood is dirty, so I order you to turn around and leave."

"This is a winter hunting competition, and the opponents are all from the West Desert." Gu Congyun's smile that had been hanging on his lips faded away, and he turned his head and gave Ji Zheng a deep look.

"I want to win the deer and hunt for the Holy Majesty."

"If the Holy Majesty makes a move, he can hit the deer's heart at such a short distance. If I make a move, the accuracy of the arrow will be hard to say."

Gu Congyun licked his lips, and raised his hand to draw the bow.

Ji Zheng had no choice but to draw the longbow in his hand first.

He closed his eyes, and instead of hunting the winter wind, he heard the clear words, "My lord, remember, this is the feeling of archery."

Archery, the more you teach Mingci, he will know it.

"Your Majesty, you want this deer to die, and you want to hunt and win." Gu Congyun whispered encouragingly, as if hypnotized.

The arrow was aimed at the deer's neck, but it still licked Ji Zheng's boot toe unaware.

Ji Zheng suddenly couldn't let go, and felt a chill for no reason, his face was pale, and the arrow trembled, he was clearly aiming at himself who was confined in the deep palace wall.

These days are too absurd and leisurely, and the reality always reminds him with a slap in the head from time to time.

He is also in the hunting ground all the time, there is no protection, the hunter and the prey have to run to survive.

"Your Majesty." Gu Congyun's hand moved over to help him stabilize his bow little by little, "You...what are you hesitating about?"

The sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded in the distance, from far to near, stepping on the mud and crushing dead leaves.

When the two horses meet each other.

In an instant, his waist tightened, an arm wrapped around him, and he was thrown into the air, his heart flew up in an instant, and then landed warmly.

Ming Ciyue's black horse was still galloping forward, but the calm and enthusiastic heartbeat in his chest was clinging to the black armor on his back.

"My lord, I'm late." Ji Zheng felt the man's heat on his head.

"The minister came to snatch the Holy Majesty."

"How did you find me in such a big forest?" He didn't forget to ask when he was startled.

Ming Ci was more busy driving the horse, panting slightly inaudibly: "I heard the Holy Majesty calling for my ministers."

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"Reincarnation of the White Moonlight Who Died Early in the Quanxiu Immortal Realm"

[Casual and unrestrained look down on, stunningly beautiful and cold fairy king and beauty subject ×

Debauched and reckless, stubborn and unruly ghost king and villain attack]

1.

Wen Fei, the head of Linjiangmen Xianmen, discovered that he was living in a storybook just before he died. The protagonist is his talented and good apprentice, and he is just a stepping stone to block the fatal blow of the ghost cultivator for the protagonist. Xiuwei fed the dogs.

All the righteous experts in the comprehension world watched him fall off the cliff, but no one came to rescue him.

Rebirth once, return to the ghost cave to pick up the key node of the unlucky sacrifice apprentice.

Wen Fei rolled up her sleeves and patted her apprentice on the shoulder: "You go out first and come later as a teacher."

In the depths of the cave, there was a cloud of ghostly aura, and he said frivolously, "Your Excellency has a sense of immortal righteousness, and offering him a sacrifice is an advantage."

Wen Fei took a deep breath, dropped the sword, and lay flat: "Well, come on."

Ghost King: "?"

2.

The world of cultivating immortals has lost the cold and serious Xianjun Qianci, and there is an idle waste who raises flowers and walks birds, is seriously ill and haunted by ghosts.

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals has their own ghosts, and no one cared about it at first.

I don't know when it started, strange things happened frequently, such as——

The little disciple who once stole Wen Fei's magic weapon had a string of black handprints by his bedside.

Sword Immortal Yuanbai, who once took Wen Fei's chance, suddenly turned his sword to him.

The patriarch of Taiyuan Sect, who once practiced with the Wen Fei golden elixir, doubled the thunder calamity on the day of crossing the calamity.

……

That night, they all had the same dream.

In the dream, the man pierced his heart and lungs with a sword, his green clothes fell off the cliff, his hair became white in an instant, his lips were as red as blood, his body was like a crescent moon, and his bright eyes looked back at the cliff with sarcasm.

The next day, the whole comprehension world went crazy, digging three feet to find one person.

They never expected that such a cold-hearted person would put themselves on the top of their hearts, separate yin and yang, and never forget their dreams.

Wen Fei:?Varied?

?To dream?Digging?

Wen Fei: I am still in the world!

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3.

The ghost king Chou Wuyan missed and was sealed in the ghost cave for hundreds of years. Finally, when he got the chance, he leaned over a fairy, returned to the fairy world, and looked for his enemy.

Until one night, he saw that fairy in his sleep, his shirt was drenched, his black hair was scattered, his complexion was pale, he bit his lips tightly, "... Ah Yan."

Chou Wuyan sneered, and immediately transformed into a real form, leaning on him, grabbing his wrist viciously.

"found it."

But why, he panicked.