Chapter 28 System, if you come out, I promise not to dismantle you
This year's Immortal Alliance Conference has suffered the most damage since its inception.
There were a total of 1,313 rookies from various sects attending the conference, of which Huanhua Palace suffered 140 casualties, Tianyi Temple suffered about 90 casualties, and Zhaohua Temple, which had only one unregistered member attending the conference and concentrated on being the human pillar of the barrier, was spared. Among the other three sects, Cangqiongshan Sect suffered the least casualties, with only 39 people.
As for the rest of the miscellaneous sects and schools, the newcomers with shallow skills and poor techniques are basically concentrated in this area, which is the real disaster area for casualties.
Originally, being on the gold list was a great joy, but now, looking back, nearly a quarter of the people on the gold list died in the Valley of Despair. Especially the number one on the list, Luo Binghe, a disciple of Qingjing Peak of Cangqiong Mountain Sect and Shen Qingqiu's beloved disciple, died with his sword, how could it not be heartbreaking.
And all this does not take into account the casualties suffered by the monks who rushed to the scene to rescue after the incident.
After this battle, each faction was severely damaged.
A red list was sent to Qingjing Peak.
On that red list, the number one "Luo Binghe" stood high up, shining brightly with golden light.
Ming Fan came closer and reported: "Master, three thousand spirit stones have been sent up. What should we do with them?"
Three thousand spirit stones? Where did they come from? Shen Qingqiu was stunned and asked, "Why are there so many spirit stones suddenly sent up the mountain?"
Ming Fan said cautiously: "Master, have you forgotten? At the Immortal Alliance Conference, you bet one thousand spirit stones, in..."
Shen Qingqiu remembered. It was the bet he placed on Luo Binghe. Luo Binghe really lived up to expectations. After the monster invasion, he showed off his skills and directly surpassed Gong Yixiao and Liu Mingyan, who were ranked first and second, to top the list, doubling his earnings.
But for some reason, although he was clearly in the mindset of making every penny he could, now he feels a little overwhelmed.
In the past, he had given these things to Luo Binghe to take care of, and he didn't have to worry about whether to put them in storage or use them for other things. But now it was Mingfan's turn to ask him what to do with them.
Shen Qingqiu thought for a moment and said, "Let's keep it for now."
"..." Ming Fan actually wanted to ask in more detail "where to put it", but his master's expression was not very good, so he did not dare to ask any more. He thought it would be fine to put it in the warehouse, so he left immediately.
For several days, all the disciples of Qingjing Peak were very careful and tried their best to avoid the forbidden area, for fear of touching the string that would hurt their master. They all thought that things would get better after a few days. Who knew that more than half a month had passed and Shen Qingqiu seemed to be gradually returning to normal. As a result, one day when it was almost time for dinner, they suddenly heard Shen Qingqiu calling Luo Binghe's name twice in the bamboo house.
Ning Yingying rushed in, startling Shen Qingqiu: "What are you doing? You suddenly barge into the room. What does it look like for a girl to be so impatient?"
Ning Yingying's eyes were red, like a little rabbit, and she said, "Master, you...what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Shen Qingqiu coughed dryly and said, "No need. Go out and play."
Ning Yingying stamped her feet and said, "Master! Even if A'Luo is gone, you... you still have our other disciples. You are so... distraught, your disciples are really going to die of worry!"
Shen Qingqiu had never thought that the word "distraught" could be used to describe himself. In fact, at Shen Qingqiu's level, it really didn't matter whether he ate or not. He just had a greedy mouth and suddenly wanted to have a snack. In addition, he happened to forget that Luo Binghe had been kicked into the Infinite Abyss by him. How could he be labeled as "distraught"? !
Shen Qingqiu opened his mouth, but was speechless. Seeing that Ning Yingying was so anxious that she was about to cry, he quickly turned around to comfort her, swearing that he had just let the cat out of the bag, and then he calmed down.
After coaxing the person out, Shen Qingqiu let out a long sigh, and suddenly felt that this little girl who had always been coquettish and only knew how to cause trouble and hold things back in the book had actually grown up a lot.
You know, she is Luo Binghe's harem. She should be the one crying and making a fuss, but she ended up coming to comfort her master.
Does this mean his education has been somewhat effective?
In short, this can't go on any longer!
It was obviously he who raised the little sheep male protagonist, but now it seems as if the male protagonist has kept him in captivity. She has been acting like a widow whose husband has died all day long after not seeing her for just a few days. Who is she trying to scare?
No, ugh! Shen Qingqiu slapped himself in his heart.
Who is the widow? Whose husband is dead? How can you say such nonsense? You are going backwards as you grow older. You deserve to be beaten!
However, maybe he was a little lonely after Luo Binghe left. Especially when he thought that five years later, when they met again, the former teacher-student relationship would turn into a smiling and talkative one with murderous intentions.
Shen Qingqiu took the remains of the Zhengyang Sword back with him, and dug a pit behind the bamboo house on Qingjing Peak, erected a sign, and built a sword tomb. When others saw him staring at the empty tombstone, they thought he was missing his beloved disciple, and couldn't help sighing about the deep love between master and disciple and the fate of fate. Only he knew that he sighed because the sword tomb buried the boy who would never come back and was as warm as the sun.
Furthermore, what truly turned him into a fossil in the wind was an inhumane reminder message sent by the system after several days of silence.
[Congratulations! You have successfully completed the key mission "Legend Unlocked: Luo Binghe's Fall and Rebirth". Reward the protagonist with 10,000 points of happiness.]
When Shen Qingqiu heard this, he was overjoyed: This time you are quite conscientious.
then.
【However, due to special circumstances, a new value is activated: Luo Binghe's heartbreak level. Because the heartbreak level is too high, the protagonist's satisfaction level is reset to zero. Please keep up the good work! 】
...clear...clear...clear...
The two big words kept repeating in Shen Qingqiu's mind...
So what the hell is the heartbreak degree! Didn't I tell you not to activate strange data casually? ! Get lost! Luo Binghe is indeed his biological son. He can even give a separate value to heartbreak!
After working like a slave for thirty years, he was back to the days before liberation overnight. Shen Qingqiu felt as depressed as the Pacific Ocean.
Since he himself is unhappy, of course he will go and make others unhappy.
So Shen Qingqiu asked the real estate agent to pass on a note and invite Shang Qinghua to the Bamboo House.
Shang Qinghua put down the snow-ceramic teacup and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Shen's Qingjing Peak is truly quiet and elegant. Even the small teacup is so exquisite. This elegance really makes Qinghua feel ashamed."
Qingjing Peak and Anding Peak used to be quite separate, and Shen Qingqiu was aloof and never took the initiative to invite guests. This time, he actually sent his apprentice to Anding Peak to deliver a letter to invite people. Shang Qinghua couldn't help but feel confused. He didn't want to hit a smiling person, so he would be right to send a good word first.
Shen Qingqiu dismissed his disciples, closed the door, and sighed: "Now that Junior Brother said that, I am reminded of my past again. Every blade of grass, every cup and every dish in this quiet abode was personally arranged by my disciple."
“…” Shang Qinghua also sighed, “Alas, Junior-nephew Luo was such a talented young man, what a pity. The demons caused us so much damage, it’s really hateful, the whole world is in grief, Senior-nephew Shen, please accept my condolences.”
Shen Qingqiu said quietly: "If Junior Brother Shang really felt it was a pity, this tragic incident wouldn't have happened."
Upon hearing this, Shang Qinghua froze.
After a moment, he smiled seamlessly: "What do you mean by that, Senior Brother Shen? Are you blaming me for not supervising Anding Peak well? If so, Junior Brother should really be held responsible here."
Shen Qingqiu poured him another cup of tea and said, “It’s not that you didn’t do your best, it’s that you overdid it. Even the Ghost-Headed Spider, the Female Wrathful Entanglement, the Bone Eagle, these demon creatures that have never actively flowed into the human world, have come here. How can Senior Brother have the heart to blame you for not supervising well?”
Shang Qinghua stood up suddenly, his face turning green, red, white and black: "Master Shen, don't say anything too extreme!"
Shen Qingqiu placed his hand on Shang Qinghua's shoulder and asked sternly, "Shang Junior Brother, why are you so excited? Let's sit down and talk. If I call you, will you dare to answer?"
Shang Qinghua sneered and pushed his hand away, saying, "What is there to be afraid of? I think I have a clear conscience. Am I afraid that you will accuse me of something?"
Shen Qingqiu: "Shoot a plane into the sky?"
In an instant, it seemed as if a bolt of divine thunder from the nine heavens struck Shang Qinghua directly on the head, rendering him speechless.
After a long while, he trembled and said, "How...how do you know this ID?"
Shen Qingqiu looked at his reaction and felt as if he was struck by lightning.
Three seconds later, Shen Qingqiu patted his shoulder, his hand was strong, and he smiled and said: "Is it really you? I have finished reading your book, how could I not know your ID? If I hadn't heard you accidentally let it slip when Mobei-Jun came out, I really wouldn't have known it was you, Juju!"
At that moment, when Shang Qinghua saw Mobei-Jun suddenly appear, he blurted out “wtf!”
Shen Qingqiu didn't hear it very clearly at the time, so he didn't take it seriously. But afterwards, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.
Shang Qinghua, as the mastermind (logistics), did not release the Black Moon Python Rhino, which should have had a larger role. This was originally a big question. However, if this was interpreted as a deliberate attempt to prevent the development of the plot and cut off the root cause of the tragedy of Luo Binghe being thrown into the Abyss, it would make sense.
As for why he guessed it was about shooting a plane into the sky... Of course there was only one reason - as far as he knew, the only person who knew the plot besides him was the original author, so of course he could only guess one option!
It’s not his fault that he always gets this stupid guess right!
The two looked at each other in silence, each one trying to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
After a while, Shen Qingqiu said: “You dug a hole but didn’t fill it! The foreshadowing is useless! There are thunder spots everywhere! The writing style is that of an elementary school student! If you want to write a stallion story, just write about the stallion, why bother playing with the heart-wrenching and body-torturing style?!”
Shang Qinghua: “…I am also a victim. I am the author. After all, I am also the god who created the world, right? Even if I had to wear a mask, I should have worn the protagonist. Who knew that I would get electrocuted when plugging in a socket, and the system randomly assigned me a role, and I was assigned a cannon fodder.”
Shen Qingqiu sneered: “Better than me, at least your undercover identity was exposed and you were silenced by Mo Beijun, at least you died quickly. But I was cut into a stick by Luo Binghe himself.” He paused for every word, showing how deep his resentment was.
Shang Qinghua: “How many years have you only been reborn? You must be a Grandmaster right after your rebirth, right? I have been here since I was a baby. I had a poor childhood and was an outsider disciple who was not valued. Have you experienced as much as I have?”
The two of them couldn't compare their misfortunes, and the conclusion was that they were both the same. Shang Qinghua said with emotion: "I actually met a reader. It can be considered fate. What is your final book friend ID? Maybe we are old acquaintances."
Shen Qingqiu said: "Peerless cucumber."
Shang Qinghua thought for a while, and said, “I have some impression. Was it that time when there was a villain who wanted to be banished and you were screaming particularly fiercely in the building? It was after you, ahem, the original Shen Qingqiu failed to molest Ning Ying.”
"..." Shen Qingqiu: "Don't mention the past."
He said sternly, "The recognition of relatives is over, and the nonsense ends here. The reason why I want to talk to you today is because after the Immortal Alliance Conference, I suddenly thought of a way to solve the common problem we are facing."
Shang Qinghua was stunned: "Really?"
Shen Qingqiu waved his fan: "You're joking about this kind of thing, is it funny? My method can be said to cure the root cause. As long as the news doesn't leak out, there will be no future troubles."
However, there are still one or two small conditions missing.
Success or failure depends on this one move. It depends on whether Shang Qinghua, a fellow villager, can help.