Ning Yingying happily said: "Ah Luo, hurry up and get on the carriage. Shizun wants you to ride with him!"
System: 【"Shen Qingqiu" would not make this kind of move to help Luo Binghe. Judgement: OOC level 100%.】
At the same time, a mission description popped up in front of him. Below it were two options: "Accept" on the left and "Reject" on the right.
Well, even if you think with your toes, you don't need to think to know who's up to mischief.
His injuries from Shen Qingqiu's previous lesson were almost healed. The bruises on his face had completely disappeared. Finally, he could see what he looked like. Although he was still young and his facial features were still immature, it couldn't hide his handsome features. In addition, his movements had a bright and clear aura. Who could tell that this was a pale flower bud that had been battered by rain and wind for many years on Qing Jing Peak?
The system righteously said: 【OOC is OOC.】
However, Shen Qingqiu thought about it again. This time they went down the mountain to gain experience. Most of these disciples were young and inexperienced. They still haven't found their own sword. According to Cang Qiong Mountain sect's customs, when the disciples' cultivation reaches a certain stage, they can go to Wan Jian Peak to pick a suitable sword.
Putting aside this little farce, Shen Qingqiu collected his thoughts and continued to silently read the file on the small table.
When Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes, he saw Luo Binghe staring at him. The future male protagonist's unique style of "eyes like two cold stars, smiling and smiling" could be glimpsed at this moment.
After several fruitless attempts to dissuade him, Ning Yingying finally understood that her intervention would only have the opposite effect. She hurriedly urged her horse to approach the carriage and shouted: "Shizun! Look at shixiong and the others! "
Through these days of communication, he had gradually figured out some ways. Although the system had rules, they weren't dead rules. Since the rules were alive, there was room for bargaining.
So this was the initial stage of the mission. Shen Qingqiu's gaze lingered on the "Accept" option for a moment. The option turned green. With a "ding", the system prompted: 【Mission successfully accepted. Please read the file carefully and prepare. I wish you immediate success.】
If they didn't know that Shizun had been cultivating for many years, Ming Fan and the others would have suspected that Shen Qingqiu was possessed by a demon!
At the bottom of the long hundred stone steps, next to the mountain gate, was the carriage prepared for Shen Qingqiu, as well as the horses prepared for the accompanying disciples.
Yue Qingyuan held the snow porcelain teacup that was served from the bamboo house, his eyes filled with deep concern: "Shidi, after recuperating these days, is your body better?"
Luo Binghe was still outside. He didn't dare to relax his vigilance, paying attention to any movements. At the same time, he was rummaging around the carriage. Everything was there. Shen Qingqiu even found five or six different tea sets. He was speechless. In his previous life, he was considered a second-generation rich kid, but he wasn't so poor that he was obsessed with the disease of being rich.
Shen Qingqiu: "Are you kidding me? In any case, it's a world setting for cultivators. Why don't they just fly on swords when they travel? "
Shen Qingqiu came back to his senses and smiled at Yue Qingyuan. "Of course I remember. It's just that I've been too lazy these past few days and almost forgot about it. I'll leave in a few days. "
Sure enough, amidst the snickering, Ming Fan's complacent voice came from outside the carriage, "We're really short on horses, so I'll have to trouble you for once. But, Shidi's foundation is poor, so I'll take this opportunity to train. "
Shen Qingqiu's hand holding the fan stiffened. "Go down the mountain?"
Even though he was doing the rough work of moving junk, his attitude was meticulous. That focused and serious appearance made it hard for people not to be moved.
Shen Qingqiu reservedly lifted the curtain a bit, wanting to say something. Sure enough, he saw Ning Yingying excitedly wave at him. "Ah Luo, don't you have enough horses? Come and ride with me! "
【Primary stage mission issued. Location: Shuang Hu City. Mission: Complete the training. Please click to accept.】
Ming Fan was the happiest. That day in the back mountain, it really was Luo Binghe who had used some unknown witchcraft to cause mischief. Today, with Shizun here, he was subdued!
On the surface, Shen Qingqiu was really good-looking. Perhaps he couldn't be considered a first class handsome man, but he was good-looking and worth looking at. Half of his profile seemed to have been polished by the mountain spring in the stream. If he wasn't frowning coldly, he would be gentle and clear.
System Notification: 【Violation: OOC. B Points -5. Current B Points: 165.】
Especially for Shen Qingqiu, who originally had a good impression of the protagonist.
… … Really pulled a lot of hatred for Luo Binghe.
This could be considered a direct complaint, but Ming Fan and the others didn't feel any pressure. Because these actions were all tacitly accepted by Shen Qingqiu in the past. They only thought of bullying Luo Binghe. The more vicious the bullying, the happier Shizun would be. How could there be any restraint?
He always had a good impression of the protagonist who was decisive in killing and clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges. After staring for a while, Shen Qingqiu made a sound. He put away his folding fan and let down the curtain.
Shen Qingqiu made an "oh" sound and said one sentence: "Luo Binghe, come here."
In short, it absolutely wouldn't be OOC. Perfect!
It had to be said, the protagonist was the protagonist. No wonder this kid was down and out. He had no background, no future, no father's love, but there were still so many women. One woman, two women, three women, four women rushing wave after wave to his embrace. Being good-looking was the hard truth!
Luo Binghe was neither servile nor overbearing. He calmly said: "I don't dare."
Lack of horses my ass. Cang Qiong Mountain sect is the number one sect in the cultivation world in recent years. Not to mention being overflowing with wealth, would they lack a horse?!
No wonder he felt that the figure bustling around the carriage was familiar. It turned out that the person being ordered around by everyone was the male protagonist, Luo Binghe!
This was just a book. Everyone was a fictional character. Rationally, Shen Qingqiu was very clear about this fact … … But, when this character was being ridiculed and bullied in front of him, it was too unrealistic for him to not be moved.
Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but tightly grasp the handle of his fan. His knuckles faintly itched.
Luo Binghe's golden finger was unlocked when he found his own sword, "Heart's Devil".
When he questioned this, the system replied: 【What's different? Before, your identity was a novel spectator. Novels are a kind of artistic creation. Artistic creation has its own trade-offs. What should be omitted is omitted. But now that you have become a part of this world, you naturally have to personally experience everything. The plot that was omitted in the original work must also be properly completed.】
System: 【Warning … …】
Very quickly, Shen Qingqiu couldn't laugh anymore.
Luo Binghe walked alone at the back of the procession. He walked for a while, then ran for a while. From time to time, a horse would circle around him, deliberately stirring up a cloud of dust, making his head and face covered in dirt.
System: 【… …】
The system typed out a line of large 【… …】 symbols floating in the air.
In all these years of operation, Shen Qingqiu was probably the first person who had the leisure to chat with the system and get close to him.
Ever since Shen Qingqiu woke up from that inexplicable high fever, Yue Qingyuan had come to see him several times during these days of "recuperation." As the head of the world's number one cultivation sect, or rather, the headmaster of a comprehensive cultivation institution, his responsibilities couldn't be said to be light, but he could still be so attentive to this junior apprentice brother. Shen Qingqiu was unfamiliar with this place and simply had the urge to shed tears of gratitude.
Sure enough, the system temporarily didn't think of an excuse to deduct points. Shen Qingqiu's first victory turned the sky upside down and he couldn't help but laugh.
Ming Fan, however, was well versed in the path of cannon fodder. He paused and then said: "What? What kind of expression is that? Dissatisfied? "
Ming Fan was overjoyed. Shizun and I really are on the same line! He hurriedly urged the procession to set off. Ning Yingying pouted and didn't mention it.
Shen Qingqiu said: "Have you ever carefully studied this character's complex inner world? If it was purely to solve Luo Binghe's problem, then of course it's impossible. But right now my goal is to not let Ning Yingying be disappointed in me as her shizun. Yingying is my most beloved little apprentice. She begged me, how could I let her beg for nothing? "
This trip was not only a memorable first time going down the mountain to walk the plot, but also a primary mission related to whether or not the OOC function could be unfrozen. He couldn't help but take it seriously.
Every dead person had one thing in common: they had been meticulously and completely stripped of their skin. From head to toe, the technique was so meticulous that it was as if the skin had never grown on the dead person's body, making one's hair stand on end. Therefore, the murderer was called the "Skinning Demon."
Shen Qingqiu muttered: "You understand. You used to mix business with Harry Potter? "
The original goods could actually turn hostile to such a superior and fellow disciple, tearing them apart at will. It could be seen how scum he was!
It just so happened that Luo Binghe also brought the last thing – Shen Qingqiu's essential (usually unused) white jade chessboard onto the carriage. Looking up, he saw Shen Qingqiu looking at him with a complicated expression. Slightly stunned, he respectfully called out: "Shizun."
It's said that a person chooses a sword, but in fact, it's also a sword that chooses a person. If a person doesn't have any talent but insists on using a high-quality sword condensed from heaven and earth, it's tantamount to a beautiful woman with an ugly man, a fresh flower stuck in cow dung. Think about it, the other person's sword isn't happy.
Caught red-handed by him, Luo Binghe didn't know what to do. Shen Qingqiu already smiled at him.
Clear! Heavens! Pi! Lei!
At this time, a burst of laughter came from outside the carriage. He glanced outside.
Shen Qingqiu raised the curtain with his folding fan, arrogantly raised his chin at Luo Binghe, and glanced inside the carriage. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning of this action couldn't be more obvious.
Qing Jing Peak's affairs, big and small, were all given to Ming Fan to handle. Shen Qingqiu discovered that whenever this child didn't involve the protagonist, his efficiency and IQ were unusually high. They could leave the next day.
What kind of toy was the Skinner?! Never heard of it! Was this a f * cking bonus plot or a hidden plot?! Was it dangerous?! Was his martial strength high?! Would ge be able to deal with it?! It was different from what they agreed on!
Nine people died tragically in succession, yet the government couldn't do anything about it. The common people in the city were in a state of panic, and there were even rumors that ghosts were causing mischief — otherwise how could they come and go without a trace?!
Luo Binghe was also completely stunned. But his reaction was extremely fast. He didn't hesitate for long before replying, "Many thanks, Shizun." He boarded the carriage and obediently sat upright in the corner of the carriage. After sitting down, his hands and feet were well-behaved, as if he was afraid that his patched clothes would dirty the carriage.
Shen Qingqiu entered the carriage. The exterior of the carriage wasn't very gorgeous, but the interior was very spacious and comfortable. A small incense burner burned faintly. After sitting down, Shen Qingqiu felt as if something was wrong just now. Suddenly, he stretched out his folding fan and flicked it. The curtain was lifted, and he looked outside. His dog eyes were immediately blinded.
Yue Qingyuan said curiously, "Shidi was sick, did you forget? Didn't you tell me before that the matter in Shuanghu City would be handed over to you as an opportunity for the disciples to gain experience? "
This smile was purely subconscious. But Luo Binghe felt as if he had been pricked by a tiny thorn. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze, feeling more and more awkward. He couldn't tell what he was feeling.
He had previously thought that when he was called into the carriage, there must be someone more powerful waiting for him. He was also mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that Shen Qingqiu would be too lazy to pay attention to him, minding his own business and meditating.
Her voice carried a strong sense of grievance as she said unwillingly, "They bully people like this, and you don't say anything about them. If this goes on … Shizun, what will become of the disciples you taught! "
Shen Qingqiu was helpless, so he diligently and painstakingly cultivated for several days, only hoping to be able to control it as soon as possible. Otherwise, he wouldn't die at the feet of the male protagonist, but would die at the hands of some demons and ghosts that he had never heard of.
Yue Qingyuan said, "Then it's about time for shidi to go down the mountain. Is there anything you need? "
Zhangmen-shixiong, your current role is too much like an NPC issuing missions …
Shen Qingqiu smiled and said yes, but he couldn't help but look at Yue Qingyuan a few more times.
The System coldly replied: 【Even if it's a Harry Potter-style magic worldview, not every wizard rides a broom when they go out. It's too conspicuous.】
Of course, this also explained why there were always cannon fodder who didn't like him and wanted to vent their anger by beating him into a pig's head.
The contents of the file stated that the location was a small city dozens of miles away from Cang Qiong Mountain Sect. Recently, there had been several murders in the city, and nine people had died in succession.
Luo Binghe thought about it. It seemed that he had never been so close to Shen Qingqiu before.
It turned out to be a troublesome matter that the original goods had promised. But he still couldn't adapt his body's spiritual power and martial arts to the point where he could freely control them. How could he take his disciples down the mountain to gain experience? He was just about to shamelessly slap his own face and say that his body was actually still not feeling well when the System's cold voice rang out:
Shen Qingqiu's heart moved, but he didn't show it. He said indifferently: "What happened to them?"
It must be known that this kind of plot where a down and out protagonist gets a new look from a beautiful woman, although it was a common and refreshing routine in Zhong Dian novels, it was also the easiest to provoke jealousy and suppression. If Luo Binghe accepted Ning Yingying's proposal at this time, he wouldn't be able to have a peaceful journey.
To be honest, it would be a lie to say that Luo Binghe wasn't surprised. Although he had always respected Shen Qingqiu, he always knew how his shizun treated him and how he saw him.
Shen Qingqiu: "So my behavior is completely in line with the logic of 'Shen Qingqiu'. The warning is invalid! "
At first, everyone was still gloating, thinking that this was going to catch Luo Binghe close and pull his ears up to teach him a lesson. However, in the next moment, their worldview was completely shattered!
Shen Qingqiu: "Reject the warning. I didn't get OOC. "
Before leaving Qing Jing Peak, Shen Qingqiu checked his appearance. Green robe, slow belt, a sword hanging from his left waist, a fan in his right hand. Elegant, refined, reliable, elegant! He was definitely an otherworldly expert!
The Skinner always picked young and beautiful women. So in Shuang Hu city, as long as there were daughters, beautiful wives, and beautiful concubines, their doors would be tightly shut at night. Even so, it couldn't stop the Skinner from coming and going as he pleased.
At this time, a young girl's bell-like laughter rang out. Ning Yingying arrived: "Shixiong, what are you guys talking about?"
Ning Yingying was the strong catalyst for Ming Fan and Luo Binghe to become enemies. Whenever she appeared, Luo Binghe would inevitably suffer and Ming Fan would inevitably court death.
He had already read this information many times before. But no matter how many times he read it, it didn't help at all.
Shen Qingqiu gently waved his folding fan, blending into the atmosphere of brotherly love: "Qingqiu is already fine, I've troubled shixiong to worry about me."
Shen Qingqiu facepalmed. Young girl, you really came at the right time!
Shen Qingqiu: "… … Does smiling also deduct points?"
Shen Qingqiu couldn't stand it anymore: "Yingying, don't mess around. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. No matter how close you are to your shidi, there should be a limit. Ming Fan, why are you dawdling for so long? You still haven't set off? "
Luo Binghe's expression was flat, accustomed to it. He answered "Yes" and walked forward.
He was originally sitting quietly in the carriage, eyes closed, as if he had already fallen into meditation. Suddenly hearing him laugh, Luo Binghe couldn't help but sneak a glance.
Several large families gathered together and finally decided to invite people to Cang Qiong Mountain sect to ask for help from the eccentric cultivators.
Yue Qingyuan nodded: "If it's inconvenient, don't force it. There's no need to rush disciples to gain experience. You don't have to personally eliminate evil. "
He changed his mind and thought of something else: That's not right. Including Luo Binghe, there were a total of ten disciples, but there were only nine horses. Was there still one missing?
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