After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

The fate cultivators in Yunzhong City can count, but in other respects they are similar to ordinary people in the world. Nearly [-]% of the disciples do not have bigu.

Therefore, there are still towns under Yunzhong City, and most of them are inns and merchants, who come to do business in Mingxiu.

The town was full of people and bustle, Qi Wuyou raised his hand to look, the body was still his own hand, but the attire was not the attire he wore when he was in Longyinzong.

Yuebai's robe was replaced by an indigo robe of slightly inferior texture, her hair was also bunched up, and a small cloth bag was tied on top of her head, making her look like a scholar.

According to the explanation of "actors please take their place", he is equivalent to wearing Baoyi's "costume" now, right?

What year is it now?

There was a hula-lah sound in his ears, Qi Wuyou looked up at the gray flag with the word "count" planted next to the booth, and was speechless for a moment-no matter what year it was, in Yunzhong City, this kind of life is fate. There is a fortune-telling booth in the place where the repair is done, and it is quite an idea to hold one.

Pedestrians on the street pass by the stalls, and most of them don’t even give a glance. Occasionally, a few people who seem to know Baoyi pass by and joke a few words: "Yo, the fortune teller is setting up a stall again, so let's see if it will happen today." Someone come smash your booth!"

After saying these words, only a few people looked at him twice, with a smile between sympathy and boredom in their eyes.

Qi Wuyou clearly knew that he was only experiencing what Bao Yi had experienced, but now he had the illusion that he was the one being ridiculed.

He was originally sitting in front of the booth, but when he heard this, he stood up uncontrollably, lowered his head with his cheeks hot, and began to arrange the counting and swiping cylinders on the table.

——This is probably what the system calls fully automatic acting.

There is a sign on the table, which says "no money is not allowed".

Qi Wuyou subconsciously observed the movement of the handwriting.

Suddenly the sunlight in front of him was blocked, and a book slammed on the table.

A little fat man who looked like a steamed bun with his hands on his hips folded his eyes impatiently at Qi Wuyou, knocked on the table, and urged, as if he was afraid that someone would find him here: "I'll give you the exercises." You brought it, where is my money?"

Qi Wuyou had seen this little fat man before, he seemed to be a disciple brought by Gui Yuanzong to participate in the Immortal Sect Conference, and he was also drawn by the system to act as an extra in the Immortal Sect team who rushed to Fallen Immortal Peak before.

Qi Wuyou was thinking about it, when the feeling of hugging invaded, a surge of joy surged up in his heart for no reason.

He picked up the book on the table at once, flipped through it, stuffed it into the skirt of his clothes with great care, then took out a small bag of money from his pocket, put it in the little fat man's hand, and said with a smile: "Master Qu, I have the first three volumes of "Seven Stars and Nine Changes", let's see when the fourth volume..."

The little fat man took the money with a smile on his face, unsealed the seal and tapped the broken silver inside. Seeing that there was not much, he raised his chin haughtily and said, "Wait, next month the city will release the money." I'll bring you a new one."

Qi Wuyou didn't need to deal with it by himself at all, his body was controlled by the system, and he bowed automatically: "Thank you Quxianchang! Thank you Quxianchang!"

This little fat man hasn't bigu yet, and if he really fights, maybe he can't even beat a strong mortal. He was irritated by these fairy elders, snorted, and said: "There is one thing, "Seven Stars and Nine Changes" There are four volumes in total, and all the essence is in the fourth volume. This is the secret book of Yunzhongcheng, and the immortal leader in the city has repeatedly ordered that it should not be passed on..."

Qi Wuyou blurted out: "Don't worry, Immortal Qu! I'm willing to pay three times the price for the fourth volume!"

"It's as if someone was greedy for your little money. I brought you out because I saw you sincerely asked for it and risked being discovered by the fairy."

That being said, when he heard three times the price, he couldn't hide the red light on his face, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, just wait." Brothers and sisters, just put the thumbs on both sides of the waistband, and walked away with their heads held high.

At the end, he also dropped a sentence that was neither serious nor serious: "A layman who has no talent and is as stupid as a donkey doesn't know what to do if he has to learn these things."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Why do you still scold people after taking money?

He must have heard it, but Bao Yi didn't take it to heart at all, at least Qi Wuyou didn't feel his sadness.

As soon as the little fat man left, Qi Wuyou felt that the restraint imposed on him eased a little.

It seems that when there is no important "plot", he can have a certain degree of autonomy.

Qi Wuyou tried to get out of the fortune-telling booth, but within a few meters, he ran into an invisible wall, so he had to sit behind the fortune-telling booth again, anxious like a vine, slowly climbing to his heart.

I don't know how long this story will take.

Can I grab a hug after going out?

What happened to the burning sensation in his body before?

What did Luo Yunzhang suffer from Bao Yi?

Thinking of Luo Yunzhang, Qi Wuyou suddenly sat up straight - after a long time, he did see some familiar faces, but they were all insignificant people, where did Luo Yunzhang go?

With Luo Yunzhang's weight here, how could he be the second or third male lead?

In the world of hugging one, who would be the number two male?Helanzhan?He Lanzhou?Dust?Or someone else who doesn't exist in the original book?

In the scene of system construction, anxiety is also useless, and sooner or later we will see the outcome.

Rather than jumping up and down impetuously, it is better to calmly wait for the plot to finish, maybe you can get a glimpse of Baoyi's weakness from it.

Qi Wuyou forced himself to calm down, leaned back on the chair, thought for a while, and took out the book he had just received from his lapel to read.

The corners and handwriting of many pages were covered with ink and graffiti, obviously the original owner did not cherish the book very much.

In addition to the ink marks, each page is painted with complicated star maps, supplemented by classical Chinese explanations, which makes it difficult to read.

Taking a look, Qi Wuyou remembered the fear of being dominated by exams in the past.

Life repair is not good.

The more Qi Wuyou looked at it, the faster he turned the pages.

His body reproduced the reaction of Huo Yi at the beginning, he was still excited when he received the book, but his own thoughts were tortured by these awkward words and made him dizzy.

What is there to bear in mind on such a mediocre afternoon?

As soon as he had this thought, the sky darkened without warning.

Pedestrians on the street screamed one after another, shouting to close their stalls to hide from the rain.

Qi Wuyou immediately realized that this was not an ordinary cloudy day, but caused by a backlog of aura.

But neither Baoyi at the time nor the mortals in the town realized this. They just regarded it as an ordinary weather change and quickly closed up the stalls amidst the noise.

Qi Wuyou's body entered the state of "acting" again, he stuffed the books into his clothes, swiftly put the fortune teller into his sleeves, and went to pick up the gray flag tied beside the booth.

In such an unremarkable afternoon, the first miserable howl came from the street in the distance.

Qi Wuyou was shocked, and many people on the street stopped to look at the source of the sound.

Then the second and third screams came, and Qi Wuyou got closer and closer, and it became more and more horrific in his ears.

At this time, the people in the town felt that something was wrong.

I don't know who started to run first, the dustpan flew into the sky, the vegetable leaves and eggs fell to the ground, and a group of people came screaming from the foot of the mountain in Yunzhongcheng.

"?"

what's the situation?

Qi Wuyou also wanted to run, but his legs were weak and he had no strength, not only did he not run, he even fell to the ground.

A gust of wind blows, puff puff——

The people who passed by the booth ran and then disconnected from the middle, and the blood mist sprayed, dyeing the whole sky red.

Qi Wuyou: "!"

He took back the sentence that it was a mediocre afternoon!

Which monk is killing people on the street?

These are mortals who have no resistance!

Even though he has seen many bloody scenes, Qi Wuyou was still terrified by this scene.

Suddenly, the stall in front of him was cut off by a sharp air.

Something hot was splashed on his face, and the fishy smell hit his face. He subconsciously lay down on the ground, and there was a sharp pain in his chest. Before Qi Wuyou could react, his eyes fell into deep darkness.

In the mist, Qi Wuyou heard the slight sound of footsteps.

His throat was parched with thirst, and his whole body ached to the point of falling apart.

At this time, people passed by him, and out of the instinct to survive, he, or hugged, reached out and grabbed the hem of the person in front of him.

"There is still one alive?" A man's voice sounded above his head.

The tone was frivolous and casual, but Qi Wuyou could still hear it, it was clearly Luo Yunzhang's voice!

"Tsk, it's in the way."

Those caught by him kicked him away impatiently.

Qi Wuyou didn't have time to verify whether he had heard correctly, so he rolled twice on the spot and spread out on the ground.

His eyes were smeared with blood, he opened his eyes uselessly, and saw the cold tip of the sword pressed against his neck.

A tall and straight man was behind the light, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he raised his eyebrows and said with disgust in his tone: "Is it also you who want to grab my clothes?"

Qi Wuyou: "..."

It was indeed Luo Yunzhang.

This outfit... Is Luo Yunzhang's role assigned to He Lanzhan?

I don't know whether Luo Yunzhang has an autonomous consciousness like him, or just provides a body, and the rest is at the mercy of the system.

Seeing Luo Yunzhang's expression at first glance, the sense of disobedience in his heart even surpassed the pain in his body.

Shen Si ran far away, but his body's reaction did not stop. Seeing the sharpened sword tip, Qi Wuyou was terrified, and kept rubbing against the ground trying to retreat.

After retreating behind the shattered stalls, the horror of the entire street came into view——

On the street, corpses are strewn all over the place, blood is floating, seeping into the canals on both sides of the street, human limbs and vegetable leaves that have been trampled into mud are mixed together, emitting a strange smell, the town that was bustling not long ago was silent, and became built a dead city.

"?"

Qi Wuyou pressed something with one hand, it was round and soft.

When he looked back, it was a man's thigh, and the man's upper body was lying on top of the ditch, his face was covered with blood and mud, his dull eyes were open, like a dead fish.

Fear mixed with chill rushed out of his throat.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!!"

Qi Wuyou backed away crazily while screaming, a book fell out of his arms with a thud.

Luo Yunzhang blocked his ears with his fingers in boredom, and was about to end him with his sword. When his eyes swept over the "Seven Stars and Nine Changes" on the ground, he suddenly stopped, leaned over to pick up the book, and moved his eyes to Qi Wuyou , asked: "Are you Mingxiu?"

Qi Wuyou, it should be said that Baoyi at that time was unable to think, all he could do was scream and back away, praying that someone would come to save him.

Luo Yunzhang seemed to be annoyed by the quarrel, the sword energy slashed across, and Qi Wuyou's body suddenly burst into blood, "If you don't want to die, shut up for me!"

Qi Wuyou still screamed, Luo Yunzhang kicked him away, he hit the wall on the opposite side of the street and fell, finally he couldn't even make a sound because of the pain.

Qi Wuyou: "..."

What kind of unlucky is he, why is he not in pain, but on the way to pain!

He Lanzhan is indeed a devil, and his thoughts are really fierce. There are so many people in the town, so they can kill as soon as they say it.

He didn't hold back his hand after kicking and hugging. If he hugged again and again, it would be a little weaker, and he might be kicked to death directly.

Almost died in the hands of the devil, how could he rush to avenge the devil after holding him for a while?Are you sick?

Qi Wuyou was lying on the side of the road, and Luo Yunzhang was standing on the other side of the street, flipping through the book "Seven Stars and Nine Changes", frowning deeper and deeper, tearing the book in half in anger and throwing it into the pool of blood, Said: "What kind of fucking nonsense!"

He crossed the street, grinning, and walked towards Qi Wuyou: "I just want to kill my life to enjoy myself, aren't you guys good at counting? Then, did you count that today is your death day?"

Qi Wuyou personally experienced the despair and fear of hugging for a year, even though his arms and ribs were broken, he still supported his body and hid back, his voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, tremblingly: "I... ...no...not..."

Probably because his way of surviving was too funny, Luo Yunzhang tilted his head, playful: "You want to say, you are not Mingxiu?"

Qi Wuyou nodded desperately, nodding so hard that he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

""Seven Stars and Nine Changes" is a compulsory skill for mingxiu, but you say you are not mingxiu?"

Luo Yunzhang grinned with a knife in his hand, and said kindly: "I hate others to lie to me the most in my life. Originally, I wanted you to choose a way to die, but now I can only choose for you. Well... I will take your bones How about picking it out?"

Qi Wuyou was shocked, and because Luo Yunzhang said this in front of him, his sense of permeation was further improved.

"I bought... I bought it!"

Luo Yunzhang glanced at the direction where the exercises were thrown, and said, "You bought the exercises?"

With tears streaming down her face, Qi Wuyou nodded sharply: "Forgive...I..."

Luo Yunzhang looked at him crying bitterly, and really stopped, thoughtfully: "Didn't you order Xiu to buy their exercises for what? You bought them to see? Do you understand?"

Qi Wuyou was injured, and was frightened to the point of grief, and his consciousness began to blur.

He heard Luo Yunzhang's "ah" vaguely, as if he had thought of something, he muttered: "The life repairer in Yunzhong City refuses to count it for me, so I can raise one myself, can't it be done? I'll see when the time comes What can that old man do to me."

Qi Wuyou was lifted up from the ground, his clothes belt strangled his broken ribs, the pain at that moment was unspeakable.

Luo Yunzhang said coldly: "If you dare to lie to me, I will let you know what life is better than death, do you hear me?"

Qi Wuyou: "..."

He also said that the serious illness that would make life worse than death if you hold it still, it turned out to be infected from He Lanzhan.

Being bumped twice by Luo Yunzhang, Qi Wuyou couldn't stand the pain, and finally passed out as he wished.

It's quite convenient to get dizzy, at least it can save you from suffering.

When Qi Wuyou regained consciousness, his ribs were connected, and most of the injuries in his body were healed. Someone gently touched his face.

He held that hand several times.

It was Luo Yunzhang's hand.

Qi Wuyou felt rather strange—so is it He Lanzhan who is touching him now, or Luo Yunzhang who is touching him?

Before he could tell, probably realizing that he was awake, the hand covering his face froze and retracted.

Then the person sitting by the bed stood up and kicked the side of the bed, "Get up quickly when you wake up, don't pretend to be dead, I didn't let you sleep here by leaving your life."

Qi Wuyou was really not used to Luo Yunzhang speaking in such a tone, so he flinched and almost sat up, seeing Luo Yunzhang standing by the bed with his arms folded, he pulled the quilt over his body and shivered non-stop.

Luo Yunzhang: "..."

Luo Yunzhang looked at him blankly for two seconds, then suddenly strode forward, grabbed his collar, and dragged him directly under the bed.

Qi Wuyou wanted to pull out his collar for a while, and then wanted to put on his shoes, but in the end the skirt was pulled into a mess, and he was thrown to the table without putting on the shoes.

Luo Yunzhang let go of him, pushed Xingjue on the table in front of him, and gave an order: "Forget it."

Disgust, fear, and bewilderment went through Qi Wuyou's mind in turn. Under Luo Yunzhang's menacing gaze, he reached out to touch Xingjue, put it in his palm and threw it away.

"Are you asking what I am?" Luo Yunzhang said.

Qi Wuyou said blankly: "You, you didn't say anything."

"..." Luo Yunzhang was speechless for a while, and turned his head to look out the window for a while.

Just when Qi Wuyou thought he couldn't speak, Luo Yunzhang said lightly: "Forget it, how did I die."