Wearing cannon fodder makes the master collapse

"Brother, I don't want to be that sedan chair anymore, I want to try Yujian."

Ye Lingjiang and Qing Luo walked outside the mountain gate, and seeing those people summoning colorful swords to fly, they couldn't help feeling angry that they had to sit in a heavy sedan chair.

When he logged into the game as g, he had the Excalibur s in his hand, a gleaming Jishang sword.self-modified data

Now there is only a very broken saber, and it has not even been named.

The four bearers outside the mountain gate greeted him with smiles, but after hearing this, they gave him a very displeased look.

"Hey, if you don't sit down, you should have said it earlier. We have been waiting here for several hours."

Ye Lingjiang frowned and looked at them innocently.

"But I didn't tell you to wait, how can you blame me?"

These bearers are all big men who can lift their hands and shoulders. They lifted their sleeves and folded them on their biceps, revealing patches of shiny black flesh, which seemed to be shaking. .

"Don't blame you, blame me"

One of them pushed him, and Ye Lingjiang, who had no strength on his feet, took a step back.

"I really didn't say that I have to take a sedan chair when I go back, and I didn't ask you to wait for me."

Ye Lingjiang stared at him and said coldly.

The man's face turned ferocious, and his two thick black eyebrows were twisted together, but outside the Qingying Gate, they didn't dare to do anything directly.

"So, you don't sit down"

If you want him to say, with such a good figure, it would be great to ask for a good job like a guard. What kind of bearer can you earn a few dollars a day?

A wide palm was placed on Ye Lingjiang's shoulder, and he used a little force. If he tried harder, the wound might burst again. The threat was self-evident.

"Junior brother, with my current skill, I can't take you to guard the sword, so why don't you go back in a sedan chair first."

The senior brother persuaded him with good words, and he didn't want to get into trouble, but it was not because he was afraid of being defeated, but because the master said that the sword of a cultivator can only be pointed at demons and ghosts and people full of evil, and should not be used to deal with mortals.

Besides, fighting with some bearers at other people's doors is another thing that can be laughed for a long time.

Ye Lingjiang glanced at his senior with a stern face, saw that his face was full of anxiety and worry, and he winked with difficulty, then smiled, "Okay."

This kind of strong buying and strong selling can really be found everywhere.

He thought of being forced to buy something every time in the past, and he got tired of it every time, but he never let himself let go, this time it was for the brother.

He opened his steps and walked into the sedan chair, and when he passed by, he remembered the face of the bearer.

The sedan chair swayed, as if on purpose, as if he wanted to turn out all the wine in Ye Lingjiang's stomach. Before, he found a stream and splashed water on his face to wake him up, but now the feeling of dizziness returned to his head , Now I just want to go back to sleep.

Brother Qingluo saw that he was frowning and didn't show a serious face, thought he was still angry, and comforted him, "Don't worry, controlling the sword is not difficult. If Master comes to teach you, you can learn it soon. I also earned a lot of money at the foot of the mountain. It’s understandable to use it to save your feet.”

The brother tried his best to put a smile on his face.

make money

Ye Lingjiang raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes again.

"How to earn, what to eliminate"

Senior Brother Qingluo thought for a while, "It's about exorcising evil spirits and catching demons."

It was the first time I saw that he was more interested in other times than "Master", it seems that he is really

The senior brother looked at him lovingly and nodded.

Ye Lingjiang didn't understand the meaning on his face, and asked "Is there anything else?"

Asking him to exorcise evil spirits and catch demons, I'm afraid that if he doesn't make money, his life will be lost.

"Didn't you just say that Qianqiu Pavilion handed over a command to ask for help? The command to command heaven is a request for help from the northern border. Anyone who has helped them with this can ask them for help unconditionally once in the next ten years. As long as they don't Going against chivalry, not against loyalty and filial piety. This is much more useful than making money."

Ye Lingjiang became interested.

"But if there are many people who help, they won't be able to repay you."

Qing Luo laughed and said, "You don't understand this. Many people know that they can't make excessive demands for fear of being criticized, and they want to show their enthusiasm and refuse the order on the spot. They do this for fame and not for reward. What's more, even if In this way, there are many people who are unwilling to help, and the Jiye Market is already in danger, and they are afraid that their own bones will also be piled there."

Ye Lingjiang thought for a moment.

For me now, fame is much more important than money, but what Ji Yexu wants can only be achieved by a strong person. Not only does he not know the five spirits, he doesn't know medical skills, and he can't fly with a sword. No matter how you say it, the northern border is difficult to ascend to the blue sky.

"How long will it take to practice the sword, and how long will it take to practice the fire shield?"

The senior brother looked up, rubbed his chin with his hands, and said while thinking, "If you are talented, it only takes about a month. This is just a low-level magic spell."

Ye Lingjiang frowned for two months too long, maybe Chu Yunchuan stole the limelight long ago.

At that time, everyone will only know that there is Chu Yunchuan, and no one will remember that the idea came from Ye Lingjiang.

He knew that among the four realms, there were many caves and blessings, many of which contained spiritual lands that would speed up cultivation and panacea to enhance cultivation. If he could get those, he would get twice the result with half the effort.

"Brother, why don't you teach me how to control the sword and fire, and I also want to help the northern border." Ye Lingjiang showed a harmless smile, very sincere.

"Although there is nothing wrong with this, it is the responsibility of a master to teach disciples. I can only supervise the disciples on behalf of the master. Besides," Senior Brother Qing Luo looked embarrassed, "Besides, you have practiced for a long time before, but you have not succeeded."

Ye Lingjiang leaned aside helplessly, shaking his head slightly.

I really don't know whether it was because of poor qualifications or bad brains.

"So, I'm going to ask Master Chu to teach him that he probably won't talk to me."

"That's not necessarily true. It's only natural for a master to teach his apprentice. Besides, you are doing it for the sake of the overall situation. He will definitely be willing, but you should stop doing those things to him."

"Don't mention it, don't mention it." Ye Lingjiang's brain hurt even more.

The hustle and bustle outside turned into silence. Ye Lingjiang almost fell asleep, but was woken up by the heavy falling of the sedan chair, and he jumped up with a jerk.

At that moment just now, it was as if he fell from the top of the mountain again.

It was as if he was suspended there, and the next moment he was smashed to pieces.

The heartbeat is like a lake being stirred up by hundreds of layers of water waves, rushing to the fragile places one after another.

So before falling off the cliff, what

He suddenly thought about this question.

It's betrayal, it's a joke, it's a whisper of insult in exchange for wholehearted effort.

The reason why he was with Ren Yu was because he pretended to be good at that time, "met" when he was most helpless, and gave him the most intimate care, and when he was unaccompanied, he braved the heavy rain to go to After buying medicine, I gradually developed a good impression of this person.

Now think about it, shoot TV

The warm heart was willing to reciprocate, but it turned out to be nothing more than an illusion, obviously they had never done intimate actions, obviously he had been spending his own money, and it was more like treating him as a relative on weekdays.

That's right, he is actually no different from the original character, chasing after an illusion, ridiculed, and treated as a fool.

He was very resistant to those memories running into his head again, but those things seemed to be lingering, piercing into his heart like sharp needles, and then gouged them out with a knife, as if he would not stop until all the fresh blood flowed out.

"arrive"

"Brother, here we are"

After repeated reminders, Ye Lingjiang suddenly raised his head.

Senior brother Qingluo had already walked outside, lifted the sedan chair curtain and looked at him, only then did he realize that he had been distracted just now.

Yulian Peak has arrived, it's midnight, Yu Jian's fellow disciples have already rested, Qing Luo greeted him, persuaded him to go to bed earlier, and then left.

Ye Lingjiang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He was obviously sleepy, but he couldn't calm down. The end of the sky outside the window had already begun to turn pale, mixed with faint dark red, as if soaked in blood, which looked abnormal.

Uncomfortable going back and forth, he rolled out of bed, stepped on the ground, and after a moment of meditation, he stuffed his feet into his boots, put on his robe and went outside.

The night wind was bleak and cold, even in the early spring, there was a tinge of coolness in it, and it only filled Ye Lingjiang's collared leader, brushing away the slightest hint of alcohol, he tightened his waist belt, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

There is a sun and moon pavilion there, overlooking the mountains shrouded in mist and mist, overlooking the peaceful villages at the foot, and the cities in the middle are like black beans lined up in the distance, all of which can be seen by the eyes.

There is nothing more comforting than a peaceful morning in the mountains.

Ye Lingjiang walked up the stone steps step by step, and gradually sank into the dark shadows among the intricate trees. Every step was accompanied by sound, like dewdrops falling aside, orderly and light.

Up to the top, some light has gradually revealed, and it is almost there.

Suddenly, he stopped in place.

I saw a dark figure like a thick stroke of ink, embedded in the picture scroll of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, more eye-catching than a little golden light in the sky, occupying the entire eye socket.The man looked up to the sky and the earth, and the breeze waved his clothes, like a ghost before the sky after nightfall.

The man seemed to feel something, and slowly turned around.

A pair of eyes that looked like night pearls under the sea swirled with bottomless dark light, and the abnormally fair skin blurred people's vision.

Ye Lingjiang held his breath and concentrated, unable to look away.

A strange feeling rushed to my heart, making people forget to breathe.

The two looked at each other, and from time to time the sky brightened, and the soft light shone at their feet, and the faint tree shadows swayed, and the color of the mountain seemed to be painted by someone.

What ghosts, that is the gods in the sky.