Wear it together with a Taoist [Quick Transmigration]

[In short, a world, plot and clearly written, a certain character is upright and pure.Then if he does something evil, the world will definitely make adjustments so that his evil thing will not be evil. 】

【Yes!Host, you are right! (p≧w≦q) Host, before you, no one has asked me this question!I never thought about it myself! 】

This is an obvious question, no need to ask?

No, this is a very important question.

Fortunately, the article said that the generation of the world also includes operas, narrative poems, or other works. Many of these works do not have psychological descriptions, only the plot development of the protagonist.Not to mention the psychological changes of the supporting characters, not even the mentality of the son of luck.

Just like Gu Cijiu's original world, every time that world is reset, people with the same name and surname are thrown into his body. Some of these people have the same personality, but some of them are even different in their essence of good and evil. .For good or evil, he is in his position, and he will do whatever the progress of the world requires him to do.

For outsiders, or those who just watch these works, it doesn't matter, the world can still progress, and no one has the leisure to dig deep into the inner world of a supporting role.

But for someone like Gu Cijiu, this is very important.Those who have more contact with them are not the protagonists, but supporting roles, and more and more extensive cannon fodder.Self-righteously using a few words to apply mechanically, it is very likely that he will not know how he died.

This situation is not that the system keeps silent and does not tell people. Although the system is humanized, it is only a system after all, lacking self-awareness and creative consciousness. Otherwise, why do you want the host to save the world?It is enough to have a system.

[Well, I don't blame you, you are rather stupid. 】

[QAQ] Every time you get excited or touched, you will get hit in the head, the system is wronged, the system... the system can't say what it wants to say, [So, host, after you confirm this important point, what should you do?To replace his childhood sweetheart and become friends with the child of luck for the first time? 】

【...You also mentioned your childhood sweetheart, which means that you grew up together when you were young, and now they all entered the Taoist sect together. How can I replace you? 】

Gu Cijiu's tone carried a feeling of "it's polite to say you're stupid".

【QAQ】

[Besides, the problem is obviously not with the protagonist, but with his two friends. 】

【so……】

[I can continue to go out with my junior brother when I go back today, and I will come back in 23 years to enter the secret realm of Taoyao]

【. . . 】

After the gossip was over, Gu Cijiu decided to get down to business. He opened his eyes and pulled Duan Shaobo's sleeve: "Junior brother, play the piano for me."

Duan Shaobo opened his eyes: "Okay."

"Don't bother senior brothers, let's go over there." Before Duan Shaobo took out the instrument, Gu Cijiu pulled his sleeve and pointed to the side.

"Junior Brother is wrong." Duan Shaobo suddenly came over when he was meditating on the other side, "We are very bored, but we are so happy to listen to Junior Brother Duan playing the piano!"

His voice was very loud, and the rest of the people also booed together: "The scenery of this Lanbo Dao Sect is beautiful, and the spiritual energy is also abundant, but the spiritual energy is too soft, so soft that my bones are so soft, I can't sit still!"

During the commotion, Gu Cijiu was squeezed to the back, but Duan Shaobo was rushed to the front. Even the leader of the team, Rouge Jianzun, sat down obediently with his futon and applauded.

[System, I will borrow your expression. 】

【(⊙-⊙) Huh?OK, OK. 】

【_(:з」∠)_】

Although Duan Shaobo was a little bit shy, he still let it go. He took out his qin from the storage ring, but it was not the Yaoqin or Guzheng that everyone was thinking of, but the harp. Even monks seldom practiced it.

Even though it was very noisy just now, seeing that Duan Shaobo had placed the harp properly, the monk has calmed down and waited for his sound.

Duan Shaobo lightly rolled up his long sleeves, exposing his hands and half of his wrist. His fingers were long and bony, and even with half of his wrist, he could see that his arms were slender and powerful. These hands were holding the harp on the strings, and there was no weakness, only strength.

His wrist trembled, and his fingertips brushed against the strings. It was as if the first snow had melted, and there was a ding-dong sound. It was clearly the spring creek hitting the ice edge, and a shallow stream was flowing lively and lively across the pebble river, all the way forward.

The sound of the zither suddenly became heavier, probably because the stream flew down and fell into the pond. The fish in the pond were still in a dream, which surprised the stream and swam away, and also woke up the lotus stem that was also in the dream, curly and withered. The lotus leaf stretched its waist, unfolded its emerald green branches, and lifted a pale pink lotus bud out of the water.There is a wind blowing, the lotus leaves are blue in the sky, and the pink lotus is swaying. It is midsummer.

The thunder exploded, the rain hit the lotus leaves, and the lotus pond flooded!This quiet place, however, also has a violent side. When the water rises, there must be a place for water to flow out. The boundless water squeezes into one place, and finally there is an outlet, and it rushes into and out of the river.The river is roaring, the waves are raging to the sky, and the loud noise is like the anger of the sky!

But there is a flat boat standing at the head of the river, letting the waves come, and an old man standing at the head of the river, casting a net, and letting him catch the fat fish jumping in the turbid waves.The boat is docked, the wheat is yellow and the fruit is abundant, it is mid-autumn.

The old man caught the fish, but the fish did not belong to him. After handing over the fish and returning home, the door was not closed, and a gust of cold wind had already made the old man shiver.The heavy snow came suddenly, the ground was white, the boat was frozen by the river, and the old man who was fighting the waves had nowhere to fish...

The music stopped early, but no one made a sound. The sword cultivators closed their eyes, reminiscing about the scene just now.

Although it is the changes of the four seasons in the world, although it is the joys and sorrows of mortal life, it can also make them feel all the same.

The sound of the harp didn't just stop at their mountain, it had already been scattered everywhere with the wind.

"Xiuxiu, don't cry." The two boys were trying to persuade a little girl who kept wiping her tears. The boy with a fairer complexion saw that the girl was crying so badly, so he couldn't help but mutter, "I don't know who it is." , it’s nothing to do with this trouble..."

"Shhh!" Another boy who was taller and had a thick head and thick head hurriedly raised his hand to cover the white boy's mouth, "Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense! This is a song played by a fairy!"

Xiaoyu was actually taken aback by this reminder, but she still dared to refute: "Brother Xue...don't call me Xiaoyu..."

"Brother Xue, Xiaoyu, I'm fine. Besides, the fairy's song is really good, it's just too good, and it reminds me of my grandpa, so I can't help crying. In fact, I should thank the fairy." The girl's tears still In the flow, but also follow the persuasion.

"Hey?! Why do you call me Xiaoyu, Xiuxiu? You agreed!"

"My fault, my fault." Brother Xue quickly admitted his mistake, "Zeyu, otherwise you will call me Xiao Xue from now on."

"Xiao Xue is also pretty good." Zeyu curled his lips, his eyes rolled, "Hey, brother Xue, I will call you Xiaoxue from now on, what do you think?"

"Ah?" Brother Xue grinned, he dug a hole himself and buried his handwriting, but he still gritted his teeth and nodded in recognition, "Okay, you can yell! But... only the three of us know, so don't spread it to the outside world. "

"Row."

"I want to scream too! I want to scream too!"

These three are the protagonist trio. Among them, the oldest is less than nine years old, and the youngest Ling Xiuxiu is only five and a half years old. Just now, they were heartbroken by the song, but now they are all making a fuss.The place where they were was leading the new disciples. It was full of Datong shop. There were ten children, regardless of gender, in one room. There were not enough people here for the time being. It just so happened that these three little beans were making a fuss in this big room.

The three of them chased and shouted, but they didn't know what they were excited about. They ran from one end to the other, and when they were tired from running, the three of them lay down together.Chu Zeyu was in the middle, Xue Yi was on the right, and Ling Xiuxiu was on the left. The three children were head to head and shoulders crowded together.

Ling Xiuxiu asked: "Brother Xue, Brother Chu, what kind of master do you think we will have? Can master teach us to play the piano?"

"Playing the piano is only learned by your girls, I don't want to learn it! I want to learn to subdue demons and slay demons! Brother Xue, what do you want to learn?"

"Me? I want to learn how to protect you."

"Okay, okay! From now on, I'll let brother Xue protect me!" "Hmph! I won't let Xiaoxue protect me! I'm going to subdue demons and eliminate demons in the future! I'll protect you!"

"Okay, then let's protect each other from now on?" Xue Yi turned sideways and stretched out a hand to Chu Zeyu.

"Okay!" Chu Zeyu clapped his hand up with a "snap!", and held Xue Yi tightly again.

"Oh! Then I have two older brothers to protect me?"

"We are men, so of course we want to protect you." Chu Zeyu raised his head with a proud face.

"Wow!!!!" There was a sudden exclamation from outside the house, and a red light was reflected into the house through the window paper. The three children immediately jumped up and ran out. Seeing the scene outside the house, they immediately opened their mouths and yelled. .

I don't know when the red clouds floated from the northeast. Between the red clouds, there was a red light like smoke and yarn dancing in a rhythm, which was magnificent but beautiful.

"It would be great if I could go to the bottom of that mountain to see it." Chu Zeyu showed yearning, Xue Yi, Ling Xiuxiu and other children who heard his voice all nodded their heads together.

Gu Cijiu is now at the bottom of that mountain peak. It turned out that after Duan Shaobo's song, Ni Xiaojin suddenly let out a long cry, holding the sword in his hand, leaped into the air, and danced the sword.The surrounding clouds gather and turn into burning clouds all over the sky. Ni Xiaojin's figure is vigorous but charming, and she has a self-contained enchanting style.

When I met him for the first time, Gu Cijiu felt that Ni Xiaojin was an inappropriate sword with rouge rubbed on it. Now that he saw him show his sword intent for the first time, Gu Cijiu realized that sometimes what he thought was contradictory was on others. Not necessarily contradictory, there really is such a sharp charm in the world...

Gu Cijiu secretly asked [Junior Brother, what kind of sword intent is Master Xiu cultivating? ]

[Uncle Master is cultivating love silk and sword intent. ]

[Is there such a sword intent? ]