"Are you asking about Senior Brother He?"

The girl in a white skirt and a bun put down her long sword and looked at Ning Ning. She looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, but she always had a stern face, showing a maturity and seriousness that was incompatible with her age.

He Zhizhou was a disciple of Li Wangsheng, the guest in the clouds, and lived in Danyun Peak with several other direct disciples.

The girl standing in front of Ning Ning was named Qin Shu. Not only did she break through the Jindan stage at a young age, but according to rumors, this girl spent most of the day practicing hard, and was a well-deserved leader among the younger generation.

"He is fighting a poetry contest."

The girl's voice was gentle and soft. She said it in a dry and routine manner, adding a bit of indescribable cuteness: "I can take you there."

Ningning smiled and nodded: "Thank you!"

In the summer, Danyun Peak was surrounded by ancient cypresses and bamboo trees. The vast forest gathered into a blue sky that covered the traces of the sky.

Passing through the buildings where the disciples lived, we came to an ancient tree. The lush branches and leaves of the tree blocked the sun, and under the tall trunks were strong and powerful roots like twisted dragons.

On the roots sat young men in groups of three or two, all wearing white shirts and tied their hair, and surrounded by a faint sword aura. They were discussing heatedly, and Ningning didn't want to disturb them, so she and Qin Shu stopped not far away and waited.

One of them laughed: "Isn't my poem good? If no one dares to challenge me, I will win today."

After he finished speaking, the field quickly rang with a murmur of conversation. Someone raised his voice and shouted: "Why are you in such a hurry? Zhizhou hasn't answered yet."

Zhizhou.

Ningning was completely attracted by these two words, and her heart moved quietly. Seeing where the man was looking, she quickly followed his gaze with full concentration.

At the end of the field of vision sat a handsome boy, leaning lazily against the tree trunk. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly in a very comfortable way, reflecting the green forest, like a flower about to bloom.

He looked lazy, with a natural smile on his lips, and the corners of his mouth were naturally curved upwards. At this moment, he was smiling, and he looked even more leisurely.

Judging from the reactions of others, this He Zhizhou should be good at writing poetry.

"Since the topic of today's poem is Danyun Peak, I will dedicate a poem to you."

His eyes were shining, and he sat up straighter when he spoke, as elegant and upright as a green bamboo.

Ningning had been in the Sword Sect for so long, and had learned a lot of sword moves, but it was the first time she heard people talk about poetry, so she became interested and waited patiently for him to speak.

He Zhizhou looked up at the mountains in the distance and shook his head leisurely: "The birds fly high—"

Huh?

Ningning was stunned for a moment.

This poem is very familiar, it is the first sentence of Li Bai's "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain".

The world of immortal cultivation is completely fictional and has no intersection with the world she once lived in, so it should be impossible for the same poem to appear. No matter how talented He Zhizhou is, his brain circuit should not be exactly the same as Li Bai.

Maybe it's just the first sentence that is the same, and it just happened to be a coincidence?

Ningning frowned slightly, suppressed the confusion in her heart, and listened to him continue: "—The lonely cloud goes away alone. The only thing that both of them never get tired of looking at is Danyun Mountain."

Okay, it's not a coincidence, "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain" is true.

It just changed the "Jingting" in the original poem to "Danyun", and the imitation is similar to that of adidas and adadas.

But how did He Zhizhou know this poem? Could it be that he...

he also traveled through time?

"The only mountain that I never get tired of looking at is Danyun Mountain. Good poem, good poem!"

The crowd of spectators who didn't know the truth applauded with shining eyes, just like a little fan: "This poem seems plain and peaceful, but in fact, it is a combination of movement and stillness, and a blend of scene and mood. It outlines the extreme silence and loneliness in just a few words, which is much higher than those of our poems that only describe the scenery."

After saying that, he didn't forget to compliment: "You are worthy of it, Senior Brother He!"

Ning Ning:...

Li Bai in the underworld laughed. He laughed so loudly.

"After going down the mountain to gain experience, Senior Brother He has become much more mature."

Another young man beside him was curious: "Senior Brother, I heard that the world of martial arts is free and unrestrained, what do you think?"

"Martial arts?"

He Zhizhou laughed and shook his head: "As long as there are people, there will be grudges, and where there are grudges, there will be martial arts. People are martial arts, and our Xuanxu Sword Sect is naturally the same."

So profound! So thorough! As expected of Senior Brother He! As

soon as he finished speaking, he received a bunch of starry eyes from his fans.

Ning Ning: ...

Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong will emerge from the coffin at any moment and kick you in the face. Do you believe it?

She finally understood.

No wonder He Zhizhou's style stands out from the crowd, because he is probably a time traveler who has not only taken the modern concept of "poor to the point of eating dirt" to the extreme, but has also won countless fans with his poetry and quotations from another world.

"Senior Brother He's poetry is always good."

Qin Shu saw Ning Ning's strange expression and thought she was surprised by He Zhizhou's brilliant writing, so she didn't ask any more questions, but simply called out, "Senior Brother He, someone is looking for you."

He Zhizhou turned his head and met Ning Ning's complicated gaze.

The strange little girl standing not far away was very beautiful, with almond eyes, red lips, and long black hair. Her face, which was shrouded in the shadows of the trees, was as white as jade. A ray of scattered sunlight fell on the corners of her eyes, outlining a pure but seductive arc.

A lavender dress outlined her petite figure. Just standing there motionless was enough to attract the attention of most people.

He Zhizhou quickly recalled and felt that he had indeed never seen this face before.

He had many tricks and was quite famous in the Sword Sect. Although some people would come to take a look for no reason, she was the first one to be so beautiful.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then climbed down from the tree trunk and walked towards Ningning: "Miss, are you here to see me?"

If she was here to collect a debt, he would run away without saying a word.

Ningning finally met another successor of socialism, and she tried to keep her voice calm and not to be too excited: "I heard that Senior Brother He is knowledgeable and talented in composing poems. How about I come up with the first couplet and you try to come up with the second couplet?" As soon as

these words came out, He Zhizhou was almost sent away.

My God, although he fooled many people with ancient poems, those are common sense that everyone knows in modern society, and have nothing to do with real talent and learning.

As a person who escaped the quality education, reciting "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain" and "Quiet Night Thoughts" was his last tenderness.

He wanted to slip away quickly on the grounds of feeling unwell, but the girl opposite him was very quick-witted and did not leave him any chance at all, so she spoke again: "My first couplet is--"

He Zhizhou heard her say: "Odd changes, even does not change."

Odd changes, even does not change.

He was stunned in place, almost unable to react to what these five words meant.

After a long while, he finally opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth so wide that an egg could almost fit in.

——It's odd changes, even does not change! ! !

When fellow villagers meet, both eyes are filled with tears!

In a short moment, Ningning witnessed the miracle of changing faces in human history.

He Zhizhou's expression was like a kaleidoscope that was played with. After experiencing dullness, shock, confusion and embarrassment, he finally stopped at indescribable excitement.

He was so excited that his back was shaking non-stop. He stretched out his hands and shook Ningning's palms, and said the Bible of mankind with great piety: "Odds change, evens remain unchanged, and symbols depend on the quadrant."

This handshake was like Mars hitting the Earth. Shenzhou 8 and Tiangong 1 successfully docked, which is absolutely qualified to be recorded in He Zhizhou's personal history and will be unforgettable forever.

He Zhizhou's eyes were filled with tears and his tone was a little tearful: "A ghost, the ghost of communism, is wandering in Europe."

Ning Ning looked at him without blinking and answered loudly: "Prosperity and democracy, civilization and harmony. Freedom and equality, justice and the rule of law. Patriotism, dedication, honesty and friendliness."

What a beautiful 24-character mantra, what beautiful words.

He Zhizhou's eyes were red, like a party member who finally merged with the organization in a spy drama, and he was so excited that he almost shed tears on the spot: "Comrade! I've been waiting for you until the flowers withered!"

Ning Ning nodded: "Don't be afraid, I'll pour you a cup of cappuccino, and we'll fight until dawn."

=====

"So," Ning Ning took a sip of water, "you were also brought here by the system?"

"Yes, yes, yes! But my situation is different from yours."

After listening to her narration, He Zhizhou showed a look of understanding: "You said that you read a novel and directly turned into the female supporting role in the book, and had to keep doing evil according to the plot - but I never knew the existence of that novel."

Seeing Ningning a little confused, he explained in a low voice: "I just came directly to this time and space, in the womb. Since I was born, there has been a voice in my head that keeps telling me. It's called the 'grindstone system'. In order to allow the destined child of this world to be tempered in suffering, I must follow its instructions and keep doing bad things, acting as a grindstone."

That's actually similar to her.

He Zhizhou looked interested as he spoke: "If the novels you read can really predict the whole story, then what is my ending? Do I become particularly domineering, cool and arrogant, and wake up from a 5,000 square meter bed every day?"

"You hardly appear in the novel."

Ningning paused, thoughtfully: "You are an uncertain factor that was accidentally brought to this world by the system. So in the original story, it is natural that the character of He Zhizhou has very few roles - after all, if there is no system, you will not deliberately provoke the protagonists, and naturally you will not have many opportunities to show up in the article." He Zhizhou's

eyes were bulging, like a not-so-bright artificial idiot. There was no trace of the calmness he had when he was composing poetry.

After a while, he suddenly realized something and said, "So it was you who hired someone to beat Pei Ji this time!"

As soon as these words came out, both of them were filled with sorrow and tears in their eyes.

The vicious female supporting role Ning Ning had dull eyes: "Do you still have money to pay for the medical bills?"

The male villain He Zhizhou covered his chest: "You squeezed out the last drop of spiritual stones when I was an oiran. I really don't understand why we were the ones who got hurt when we were clearly meant to harm Pei Ji? Are we Wolf, Red Wolf or Team Rocket? We are all so miserable."

That's right.

The two extremely evil villains looked at each other, and in their pale and powerless smiles, there was a smooth 0 performance like a duck egg.

"But my next mission is particularly strong and will succeed 100% of the time."

He Zhizhou sighed and clenched his fists with a solemn vow: "The system doesn't let me disclose information. I will tell you everything after this evening. Everything is prepared so well. Pei Ji will definitely not be able to kill me in seconds. If this operation fails again, I will eat this water cup on the spot!"

Ning Ning nodded: "You are so serious about being a villain. Do you have any winning skills?"

"I studied acting in my last life, and I can get into roles very quickly."

He Zhizhou chuckled and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I really don't have any skills. I can only say that this mission is very simple, and it will be difficult for me to fail."

Oh.

Ning Ning thought for a while, and then asked: "Then do you have any way to make money?"

He Zhizhou's eyes suddenly lit up: "If you talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore! I heard from the sister in the kitchen that besides me, there was another girl who went to beg for food. Is that girl you?"

Ning Ning: "Yes, yes, yes! It's me!"

So the two biggest villains in the early and middle stages of the whole story got together and discussed for a long time how to pay off the debt and live a normal life as a mortal.

From Lingshi to Bitcoin, from frugality to Engel's coefficient, in the end, they talked so hard that they cried, and they were just short of making a movie "Dream of the Rich".

——What's the big deal about harming the male protagonist? Isn't a bulging wallet delicious?

=====

In the evening, in front of Pei Ji's courtyard.

He Zhizhou secretly clenched the object in his hand, and soon he saw Pei Ji who came back late.

Although he was bound to the system after crossing, he couldn't even see the shadow of Pei Ji for so many years before. In fact, he really started to do the mission recently.

Ning Ning said that he was the male protagonist of a fantasy novel, and He Zhizhou was puzzled.

According to his experience of reading novels, the protagonists of male novels are usually handsome and stable, unlike Pei Ji, who exudes a hostile aura that keeps strangers away, and is so beautiful that he is almost a demon.

Let alone the male protagonist, people would believe him to be the ultimate boss.

But! No matter how terrible Pei Ji is, as the successor of socialism, he will not retreat easily! The light of righteousness will always shine on the earth!

"Junior Brother Pei Ji." He Zhizhou prepared himself mentally, exerted his acting expertise, and tried to act like a frustrated and sinister villain: "My name is He Zhizhou, and I came to see you today... because I want to show you something. Don't move around, or you'll get hurt."

Good job! Keep this up, He Zhizhou, you'll be the Oscar winner in the world of cultivation!

Pei Ji glanced at him indifferently, didn't pay much attention, and walked straight to the gate of the courtyard.

Of course He Zhizhou refused to give in and grabbed his sleeve: "I was born in a demon-slaying family and have a natural ability to sense demons. I passed by here recently and actually sensed a very strong demonic aura - I wonder if Junior Brother Pei Ji can explain it?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but think that this guy was really a 24k pure swordsman. Not to mention Pei Ji, even he couldn't help but punch him.

The black-clothed boy who stepped into the door turned around when he heard the voice. His dark pupils were full of gloom, as if a pool of deep water had gathered and would swallow him up at any time.

He Zhizhou shuddered in a very useless way.

Then he pretended to be calm and raised his head, took out a pure black long-handled knife from his arms, and smiled stiffly: "This is the heirloom of my He family, called the Demon-Breaking Knife. If it is stained with the blood of the demons, it will emit a crisp buzzing sound."

He glanced at the lines given by the system: "I have been paying attention to you for a long time. I really dream about the demonic energy around you, Junior Brother Pei. Do you want to know how wonderful it will be when it enters your body and tastes the blood?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his knife and stabbed it towards Pei Ji's white wrist.

This is He Zhizhou's mission.

As the heir of the demon-exorcist family, he detects the demonic energy and stabs the Demon-Breaking Knife into Pei Ji's body. According to the plot given by the system, at this moment, the demonic energy was lurking in Pei Ji's body and would not be detected at all, so he had to admit his mistake and leave unwillingly.

Simple and simple, all in one breath -

OK, He Zhizhou takes back the words above.

Although the outline is correct, Pei Ji is not a sheep to be slaughtered, but a ferocious and cruel lone wolf! System, you bastard! You actually cheated him!

Before the Demon-Breaking Sword was unsheathed, his hand was grabbed by Pei Ji and twisted violently.

The bone was almost dislocated, and He Zhizhou gasped in pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"If you want to touch me, you have to have the ability to do so."

The young man in black smiled coldly, but there was no trace of smile in his pupils, just like a cold winter with frost and snow. He said in a mocking tone, "Brother He, don't meddle in other people's business."

He Zhizhou wanted to cry.

He died in a car accident in his previous life, and in order to live again, he took on the task of grindstone. At that time, he was still young, and he thought happily, isn't it just to train a poor little thing, just like raising a son.

But Pei Ji is not his child.

This brat is scarier than the ghosts of his ancestors. It is better to die than to fight against him.

But he had to follow the plot given by the system, and raised his eyebrows in a very evil and arrogant way: "Really? Today I must see clearly!"

- System, do you need to put an emphasis on the four words [evil and arrogant]! Is it necessary!

=====

Over there, He Zhizhou and Pei Ji were entangled. In the Qingxiao Hall of Taixuan Peak, the head and the elders had already gathered.

The competition to the Xiaochongshan Secret Realm came to an end. By observing the spiritual power and swordsmanship of each disciple, the Xuanxu Sect needs to select a dozen outstanding ones from them to represent the sect to go to the secret realm for training.

Now is the time to select.

Tian Xianzi sat leisurely: "My little disciples have all performed well, you can take your time to choose, I will give all my votes to them."

Shi Jingyi glared at him: "Nonsense."

Li Wangcheng, one of the elders, has been traveling around all day and is rarely seen. The one who came to vote on his behalf today is his direct disciple Qin Shu.

Facing so many seniors, Qin Shu did not show the slightest sign of fear, but said casually in a deep voice: "Speaking of the disciples of Elder Tianxian... Senior Brother He seems to be competing with Pei Ji."

Tianxianzi raised his eyebrows: "He Zhizhou? With his character, he actually took the initiative to find someone to compete?"

"I passed by Pei Ji's courtyard after practicing swordsmanship and saw Senior Brother He with him."

Qin Shu replied seriously: "Senior Brother was holding a long and thick black strip in his hand, shaking it while muttering to himself, saying that he would definitely make Pei Ji succumb to him today."

Tianxianzi almost spit out a mouthful of tea: "What? What the hell are you talking about? What's long and thick?"

"Junior brother, don't think wrongly."

Ji Yunkai's expression was slightly depressed, trying to remove a bad thought from his mind, and his tone was calm and slow: "Besides that object, did you see anything else?" "

Senior Brother He blocked Pei Ji at the door."

Qin Shu tried to recall: "He said not to move, otherwise you would get hurt."

The elders' faces turned pale for a while.

"And he has been paying attention to Pei Ji for a long time, dreaming about him every night. This time he can finally bring that thing to him. If it enters his body and sees blood, I don't know how wonderful it will be-after that, I left."

The elders' faces turned from pale to blue.

Qin Shu was full of righteousness and asked without reservation: "Uncle Master, I have never seen that thing before. Is it a magic weapon? Why does Senior Brother He want to use the magic weapon to conquer Pei Ji? How to conquer? Why is the scene after seeing blood so wonderful?"

The elders...

"Stop talking, little Shu'er!"

Shi Jingyi couldn't listen any longer. She stepped forward to cover Qin Shu's mouth like a protective mother and held her in her arms: "Forget those scenes! I'm sorry for making you suffer!"

Qin Shu:?

"Stop, stop, stop, that's impossible."

Tian Xianzi drank the hot tea in one gulp: "He Zhizhou and I are poor friends. I know the character of that kid. He will definitely not do such a thing." "

Whether it is true or not, the Sky Mirror will tell at a glance."

Shi Jingyi gently stroked Qin Shu's head: "Xiao Shu'er has been harmed. If Pei Ji also..."

The head of the sect, Ji Yunkai, was silent for a while and nodded.

The Sky Mirror is one of the magic weapons of the Xuanxu Sword Sect. It can show the scene of every corner of the Sword Sect's territory. Now the Sky Mirror is open and is directly transferred to the front of Pei Ji's room.

Everyone present took a breath of cold air at the same time.

He Zhizhou was seen lying at the door in dishevel, while Pei Ji, who was

standing beside him, had a cold expression and was about to turn around and leave. The former had obviously been beaten up, and he stood up by holding the door panel in a wolfish manner, but his expression was very ferocious: "You are lucky this time... Don't let me catch you in the future, or you will have a hard time!"

Shi Jingyi gritted her teeth and covered Qin Shu's ears.

There will be a next time!

Seeing that Pei Ji ignored him, he shouted unconvinced: "You are just a bastard from the mountains. Even if I can't deal with you, I have the entire He family behind me!"

Tian Xianzi sighed.

He still wants to use the power of his family to make his little apprentice surrender? I hope your parents will break your legs.

"So what about the He family?"

Pei Ji just smiled coldly, and the gloom in his eyes became thick clouds: "Unfortunately hurting innocent people for no reason, is this the character

of aristocratic families?" Ji Yunkai, who was born in an aristocratic family, stiffened his fist.

Of course not! It's just that He Zhizhou has a problem with his brain!

After being mercilessly retorted, He Zhizhou blushed: "I told you to resist me today... Sooner or later, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy! Pei Ji, remember this!"

Zhenxiao Jianzun's ears blushed.

Under me... begging for mercy.

Ugh, so unhealthy.

The night was dark in the peeping mirror. Pei Ji walked into the yard, and before closing the door, he slightly turned sideways, with a lazy arc at the corner of his mouth:

"Please tie your belt first, Senior Brother He."

He Zhizhou then realized that his belt had fallen off in the previous fight, and his pants were loose and unpresentable.

——But how could a villain pull his pants during a confrontation? That would be too shameless.

So he snorted coldly, opened his lips that were about to freeze with a smile, and raised his eyebrows in a domineering manner: "Why, is Junior Brother Pei too shy to look?" What

a slick thing in the world, enough to eat with rice.

The Qingxiao Palace was as quiet as a tomb.

Several pairs of eyes stared at the mirror together, seeing He Zhizhou's face magnified infinitely.

His smile was so evil and wild, and his voice echoed throughout the hall: "You are my prey, and you will never escape. Haha, hahahaha!"

This is too perverted.

The elders were silent, and no one spoke.

Finally, the head of the sect, Ji Yunkai, broke the silence and said hesitantly: "The child is still young and ignorant... Don't kill him directly."

That night, He Zhizhou, a disciple of Li Wangsheng, was summoned to the Qingxiao Hall.

At the same time, a piece of news spread like wildfire and swept the entire sect:

Shock! He Zhizhou failed to force Pei Ji to marry him, but was ruthlessly killed! Is this the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature? No one can see it, and no one can hear it!

——It is said that when He Zhizhou was discovered by passers-by, his red birch pants belt was still hanging on the head of the madman!

Ning Ning was stunned for a long time after seeing this news on the gossip communication symbol.

No way.

The "mission that cannot fail" that He Zhizhou mentioned...

is this it?

As expected of a man who used to be an oiran, brother Ye.