An Alternative Way for African Chiefs to Stand Up

After the snow on the road was cleared, Chu Wan ran to the forbidden area in the back mountain to bid farewell to the spirit snake, and bumped the bowl and chopsticks, and wanted to return the clanging basket to Feiyan.

"This deity hasn't left this snow mountain for a long time." Spirit Snake said.

Chu Wan smiled: "Master, can you go down the mountain to have a look, do you want to go all the way?"

"Together, for an apprentice like you, it seems that the deity will be by your side before you leave the teacher." Spirit Snake said without haste.

Chu Wan hurriedly waved her hands. According to her progress, when will she have to wait until she becomes a teacher?

"Master... How long will it take for you to become a teacher?"

"When you stand shoulder to shoulder with the deity."

Is it too late to betray the master and do something to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?She doesn't want to be surrounded by a teacher for the rest of her life, threatening to break your legs every day, a proud one, you are not allowed to fight back!

"...Can you ask for something lower?" Chu Wan asked with a sneer.

"Break two legs first, and you won't be able to move for the rest of your life. This deity can consider it." Spirit Snake's tone was unexpectedly serious.

"It is not necessary, it is not necessary."

The evil I have done, I have to continue crying.

When Feiyan received the basket, she paused for a moment.

"Have you washed it?"

"I've washed it several times, don't worry." Seeing Feiyan, Chu Wan was still very worried and didn't take the basket.

"I washed the basket too."

Feiyan's hand pressed against the place where Chu Wan had held it, as reluctantly as a bag, and he quickly put down the basket to feel more at ease.

"You're really bad at that."

"I'll help you later."

Feiyan suddenly said this sentence that Chu Wan couldn't figure out.

"Ok?"

Feiyan said: "I...forget it."

Chu Wan still didn't understand.

"Your Majesty wants to go down the mountain, so I will naturally follow him."

Chu Wan understood now, let's go down the mountain together. Fortunately, Feiyan is more useful, much better than the spirit snake who is only responsible for eating, drinking and sleeping. Where can I find such a good nanny?

"No, how do you know?" Chu Wan covered her mouth, could it be that Feiyan used her special skills to eavesdrop on their speech?

"got windy."

Feiyan suddenly disappeared into the room without answering the question.

The next day, several people went down the mountain together. The mountains were far away, hidden among the clouds and mist, which made people feel a little sad.

"It's agreed in advance, we don't care about the expenses of the two of you." Tu Long proposed.

Several people nodded.

Spirit Snake looked down on their difficult living environment, and said mockingly, "No trouble, everyone."

The poor detachment living in the lower-class houses was jealous when they saw the spirit snakes and flying swallows going in and out of the upper-class houses.

Linghu was locked in the room alone, ate dry food for many days, and complained every day.

Today I saw that they brought people back again, ran out to have a look, and shrank back again.

Spirit snake? ? ?

Using the barbarian in the drug industry to refer to it as a tumor, they actually came back with them?

Isn't he dangerous?

The spirit snake is extremely sensitive to people who use poison, and glanced at the spirit fox from the corner of the eye. There seems to be something interesting about this little fox who is hiding.

After the meal, Chu Wan happened to meet the spirit snake.

Spirit Snake asked her: "Little fox from Nanzhao, what's the use of you capturing it?"

Chu Wan shook her head: "I have no choice."

Spirit Snake didn't ask any more questions, some things had to be checked by him himself to get some clues.

Another example.

Chu Wan seems to be being followed recently, or rather, she has always felt that someone is following her.

This person would sneak into her room in the middle of the night, do nothing wrong, just sit quietly on the side, occasionally sighing, it was a very familiar voice.

It's scary like this, but fortunately...it's okay.She suffocated to think about who this person was.

I'm afraid it's not some monster or ghost.She deliberately inserted three sticks of incense during the day, and worshiped the Tathagata Buddha from the western gods, hoping that the other party would leave quickly.

The other party was finally willing to speak, and his voice was very low: "Wu Jian, you are not Wu Jian."

Chu Wan swallowed. This person might have misunderstood something, and there are not many normal people who know Wu Jian. She was worried about her life again.

"You are different from him, you...hehe." The last sentence of the other party's laughter was bitter.

It seemed that the other party was caught in some kind of memory killing, Chu Wan relaxed a little, it didn't look like he was here to kill her.

Why does she always encounter such messy things in the middle of the night?

Green Bamboo Stick is also very strange recently.

For example, he was injured inexplicably on Kunlun Mountain, but he got a new scar the next day.

This is what Jin Lingsuo secretly told Chu Wan.

People change, but scars don't lie.

Chu Wan, who was playing the game and jumping wildly in the plot, vaguely remembered that there was a character named Fushengjian, who seemed to have something to do with Green Bamboo.

Although I don't remember anything else.

She probed carefully, but there was no difference between the person in front of her and Luzhu stick, her tone and smile were exactly the same.

Maybe she and Jin Lingsuo were thinking too much?

So is this person related to the person who appeared in the middle of the night?she doubted.

"Fusheng, come out." In the middle of the night, she tried to shout into the darkness.

The sound of sleeves churning.

The candle was suddenly lit, illuminating the man's face.

Almost exactly the same face as Green Bamboo Stick...

"You!" Chu Wan was surprised, and it was all because she didn't read the plot carefully and didn't know what kind of tricks this character had.

Fu Shengjian smiled: "I can't hide it now."

"what?"

The fog is thick, and Chu Wan can't get a clue. What kind of plot is this?She remembers not having this in the first half.

"I'm Lu Zhu, not him." Fu Shengjian approached Chu Wan, inexplicably sad.

Until one day, he finally imitated the green bamboo so that no one could tell the difference between the two of them.

But this person is not Wujian, he didn't get anything in return from her, but he endured it patiently and walked with her all the way down.

She had no choice but to beg the arrogant Ziwei soft sword.

It doesn't matter if it's not Wujian, he actually feels a little lucky in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have lost his life in vain.There was no turning back on this path.

Blocked every sharp sword behind her, condensed every new scar.

It was finally discovered.

Floating like a dream, he hit his head on this dead road and didn't know how to turn around.

"Call me Fusheng."

Chu Wan called him by his name honestly.

"Let me give you one last thing." Fu Sheng pinned the loose strands of hair behind her ears for her.

"I asked someone to put a Gu on the green bamboo, and every three days, he would come to tell me about you. Don't worry, this Gu is harmless to the body, it will only make people lose their minds at the moment of attack. , other times, it is still the same. After I leave, it is even more useless. I will occasionally play him and come to you...but I will never do anything against you. "

"You are not Wujian, he probably won't come to you, but you still need to be vigilant."

"From now on, you have to take good care of yourself."

Powder fell from Fusheng's sword sleeve, Chu Wan felt the earth shaking and threw herself on Fusheng.

Fu Sheng settled her down and stared at her quietly for a long time.

The powder is called Floating Life Dream, it can make people unable to distinguish what happened before falling asleep, and it will be completely forgotten overnight, just like walking through a dream.

He was indeed not a good person, and all his occasional kindness was given to this person in front of him, and he ended up covered in scars and embarrassed.

Floating dream, floating life once, when should he wake up from his dream, and come back to drink the strongest wine.

and his bride.

The author has something to say: It is really heart-wrenching not to finish the plot of Floating Sword, so I rushed to this... The most bizarre part of the full text is born, and I don’t know what is going on behind Floating Sword, so let’s be more open-ended.After all, there will be no such person in the next 3 times... The green bamboo stick is still the green bamboo stick. Forgive him, but also hope that everyone will forgive me, a mentally retarded author_(:[-]⌒?)_

Sure enough, I still prefer lighter plots (crazy)