Chapter 5 The Mission is Coming
Since Shen Qingqiu woke up from that inexplicable high fever, Yue Qingyuan came to visit him several times during the days of "recovering from illness". As the head of the world's number one immortal cultivation sect, his duties are undoubtedly complicated, but he still cares so much about this junior brother, Shen Qingqiu is almost moved by him.
The original goods could actually turn their backs on such a person and attack him without any hesitation, which shows how much of a scumbag he is.
Yue Qingyuan held the porcelain teacup that was brought to him from his bamboo house, his eyes full of earnest concern: "Brother, have you been recuperating for these few days? Is your health getting better?"
Shen Qingqiu waved his folding fan gently, blending in well with the atmosphere of brotherly love and respect among fellow disciples: "Qingqiu has already ignored it, thank you for your concern, Senior Brother."
Yue Qingyuan: "Then it's about time for Junior Brother to go down the mountain. Is there anything you need?"
Shen Qingqiu's fanning hand froze: "Go down the mountain?"
Yue Qingyuan asked curiously, "Brother, you were ill for a while, have you forgotten? Didn't you tell me before that you would be in charge of the matter in Shuanghu City as a training opportunity for the disciples?"
It turned out to be a troublesome matter undertaken by the original goods manufacturer.
Shen Qingqiu was just about to find an excuse to shirk his responsibility. He currently couldn't adapt his spiritual power and martial arts to the point where he could use them freely, so how could he take his disciples down the mountain for training?
But before he could shamelessly say that he was still feeling unwell, an alarm sounded in his ears, and the system's cold ambient voice rang out:
[The initial stage mission has been released. Location: Shuanghu City. Mission: Complete the experience. Please click to accept. ]
So this is the entry-level mission! It seems like I have to go. Shen Qingqiu was about to ask how to accept it when he saw a brief introduction to the mission pop up in front of him. There were two options at the bottom: "Accept" on the left and "Reject" on the right.
His eyes stayed on "Accept" for a while, the option turned green, and with a "ding" sound, the system prompted: [Task received successfully, please read the file carefully and be prepared. I wish you immediate success. ]
Shen Qingqiu came back to his senses and smiled at Yue Qingyuan: "Of course I remember, but I've been so lazy these days that I almost forgot about it. I'll leave soon."
Yue Qingyuan nodded and said, "If it's still inconvenient, don't force yourself. There's no rush to train disciples, and you don't have to do it yourself to get rid of the harm."
Shen Qingqiu smiled and said yes, but he complained in his heart: Brother, you... do you know that you are exactly like an NPC who issues tasks?
The original novel mentioned that all of Shen Qingqiu's chores were handled by his confidant Mingfan. As long as this kid didn't involve the protagonist, his efficiency and IQ would be extremely high, and Shen Qingqiu would be able to set off the next day.
Before leaving Qingjing Peak, Shen Qingqiu checked his appearance. He was wearing a plain white gown, a light robe and a long belt, a sword hanging from his left waist, and a fan in his right hand, looking elegant and refined.
Absolutely not ooc, perfect!
At the foot of the long hundred-step white stone staircase, next to the mountain gate, was the carriage prepared for Shen Qingqiu, as well as horses prepared for several accompanying disciples.
Shen Qingqiu: "System, are you kidding me? This is a cultivation setting after all, why don't you fly with a sword when you go out?"
The system replied in a cold voice: [Even in a Harry Potter-style magical world setting, not every wizard rides a broom when they go out. Too high-profile.]
Shen Qingqiu: "You know a lot about this, don't you? You used to work for Harry Potter?"
The system displayed a large row of [……] hanging symbols.
After so many years of operation, Shen Qingqiu is the first person who has the leisure to talk nonsense and get close to the system.
However, thinking about it again, it makes sense. This time they came down the mountain for training. Most of these disciples are young and inexperienced and have not found their own "sword". According to the custom of Cangqiong Mountain, when the disciples' cultivation reaches a certain stage, they can go to Wanjian Peak among the twelve peaks to choose a suitable "sword".
It is said that the man chooses the sword, but in fact, the sword chooses the man. If a person has no good talent at all, but insists on holding a top-grade sword that is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is just like a beautiful woman with an ugly man, or a flower with cow dung. You think the sword will not agree.
Luo Binghe's golden finger was activated when he found his own magic sword "Inner Demon".
Shen Qingqiu entered the carriage. The carriage looked grand but not ornate, and the interior was spacious and comfortable, with a small incense burner burning faintly. After sitting down, he paused, feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly he stretched out his folding fan, raised the curtain, and looked out.
No wonder I felt that the figure busying around the carriage was familiar just now. It turns out that the person who was ordered around by everyone was Luo Binghe!
Luo Binghe happened to be carrying the last item onto the carriage, the white jade chessboard that Shen Qingqiu always brought with him when he went out. He looked up and saw Shen Qingqiu looking at him with a complicated expression. He was slightly startled and respectfully called out, "Master."
The injuries he had received from Shen Qingqiu were almost healed, and the bruises on his face had completely disappeared. Although he was still young and his facial features had not fully developed, his features were still young and handsome. His back was straight, and there was a sense of brightness in his movements, not at all like he had been suppressed and crippled for many years on Qingjing Peak.
Even though he was doing rough work like sitting and carrying things, his attitude was meticulous and his focused and serious look made it hard not to like him.
Especially someone like Shen Qingqiu who already had a favorable impression of the protagonist. He always had a favorable impression of the protagonist who was decisive in killing and clear about gratitude and resentment.
Shen Qingqiu stared at him for a while, uttered a "hmm", put away his folding fan, and lowered the curtain.
I have to say, the protagonist is the protagonist. No wonder even though this guy is down and out, with no background, no future, and no love from his parents, there are so many girls rushing to embrace him. Good looks are the bottom line!
Of course, this also explains why there are always fellow disciples who dislike him and want to beat him into a pig's head.
He thought about it again, and another thing came to his mind: That's not right. If there are ten disciples going out including Luo Binghe, but I only saw nine horses just now, is there one missing?
Well, it's easy to guess who is behind this.
Sure enough, amidst a burst of sly laughter, Ming Fan's smug voice came from far outside the carriage: "There is really a shortage of horses, so I have to inconvenience you for once. And my foundation is weak, so I can take this opportunity to exercise."
We don’t need horses at all. As the number one sect in the cultivation world in recent years, the Cangqiong Mountain Sect is extremely wealthy, okay? How could it be that it lacks a horse from you?
Ming Fan, however, was well aware of the ways cannon fodder would seek their own death. He paused and then said, "What? What's that expression on your face? Are you dissatisfied?"
Luo Binghe said two words calmly: "I dare not."
At this time, a girl's silver bell-like laughter sounded, as if Ning Yingying had arrived, "Brother, what are you talking about?"
Girl, you came at the right time!
Shen Qingqiu held his head, Ning Yingying was the catalyst for the hostility between Ming Fan and Luo Binghe, and whenever she appeared, Luo Binghe would always suffer.
Shen Qingqiu modestly lifted the curtain a little, and sure enough, he saw Ning Yingying waving excitedly: "A Luo, aren't there enough horses? Come ride with me!"
...This really made Luo Binghe very hateful.
Shen Qingqiu could imagine Mingfan's jaw dropping to the ground. It should be noted that although this kind of plot where the down-and-out protagonist is favored by a beautiful woman is a good one, it is also the easiest to arouse jealousy and oppression. If Luo Binghe accepted Ning Yingying's proposal at this time, he would not be able to have a peaceful journey.
Shen Qingqiu sat in the carriage and said, "Yin'er, don't mess around. Men and women shouldn't be intimate with each other. Even if you are intimate with your junior brother, there should be a limit. Mingfan, why are you dawdling for so long and not leaving yet?"
Ming Fan was overjoyed, thinking that Master and I were indeed on the same page! He immediately urged the team to set off.
Putting aside the little farce for the moment, Shen Qingqiu collected his thoughts, opened the file next to the small case, and continued to confirm the itinerary.
This trip was not only his first time going down the mountain to follow the plot, but also an initial stage mission that was related to whether the ooc function could be unlocked, so he had to take it seriously.
The file said that in a small town a few dozen miles away from the Cangqiong Mountain Sect, several murders had occurred recently. Nine people had died in succession.
Each of the dead had one thing in common: their skin was carefully and completely peeled off. From head to toe, the technique was so delicate that it looked as if the skin had never been on the dead. It was outrageous. Therefore, the murderer was called the "skin peeler".
The government was helpless in the face of the murder of nine people. The people in the city were in a panic, and some even said that it was a ghost - otherwise how could he come and go without a trace? !
Several wealthy families gathered together and finally decided to send someone to the Cangqiong Mountain Sect to seek help from the immortal cultivator.
He had read this information many times before, but it didn't help him at all.
What the hell is a skin peeler?! I've never heard of it! Is this a bonus plot or a hidden plot?! Is it dangerous?! Is it powerful?! Can I handle it?! It's not what we agreed!
When he questioned these, the system replied: [What's the difference? Before, you were just a reader of the novel. Novels are a kind of artistic creation, and artistic creations will make choices and omit what should be omitted. Now that you have become a part of this world, you naturally have to experience everything in person, and you have to complete the plot that was omitted in the original work.]
Shen Qingqiu was helpless. Knowing that it was unavoidable, he had to practice intensively before going down the mountain, to get familiar with this skill as soon as possible, and to be able to use it freely as soon as possible, so as to avoid being killed by some monsters he had never heard of.
The carriage had everything one could need. Shen Qingqiu even found five or six different tea sets and was speechless for a while. In his previous life, he was at least a wealthy second-generation, and he wasn't so poor that he cared about the diseases of the rich.
Luo Binghe was still outside. He didn't dare to let down his guard and kept an eye on everything. From time to time, laughter could be heard from outside the carriage. Shen Qingqiu glanced outside.
Luo Binghe walked alone at the end of the team, walking for a while, running for a while. From time to time, horses would circle around him, deliberately stirring up a cloud of dust, making him look dirty.
This is just a book, all the people are fictional characters. It's all the fault of that stupid author. He tortured the protagonist so much in the early stage. Torture your sister!
However, when this character was treated like this in front of him, it would be unrealistic to say that he was not moved at all.
Ning Yingying tried to dissuade others, but it was completely useless. She hurriedly rode her horse closer to the carriage and shouted into the carriage, "Master! Look at our brothers!"
Shen Qingqiu's heart was moved, but he didn't show it, and said in a neutral tone: "What's wrong with them?"
There was a strong sense of grievance in her voice, and she said unwillingly: "They bully people like this, and you don't say anything to them. If they continue like this... Master, what will become of the disciples you taught!"
This was considered a face-to-face complaint, but Mingfan and the others felt no pressure at all. Because these actions were all tacitly approved by Shen Qingqiu in the past, they just thought that the more they bullied Luo Binghe, the happier their master would be, so how could they restrain themselves?
Ming Fan was the happiest. It turned out that Luo Binghe was causing trouble in the back mountain that day, using magic that he had learned from somewhere. Today, Master was here, and he was suppressed.
Shen Qingqiu actually said "Oh" and then said: "Luo Binghe, come here."
Luo Binghe's expression was calm, as if he was used to it. He replied "yes" and walked forward.
At first, everyone was gloating over the misfortune, thinking that this was a way to catch Luo Binghe and teach him a lesson. But today, they were destined to be frightened to the point of having their worldviews destroyed.
Because Shen Qingqiu lifted the curtain with his folding fan, raised his chin proudly towards Luo Binghe, and glanced into the carriage. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning of this action couldn't be more obvious.
Ning Yingying said happily: "A Luo, hurry up and get in the car, Master wants you to ride with him!"
It's a bolt from the blue!
If Ming Fan and the others had not known that their master had attained enlightenment for many years, they would have suspected that Shen Qingqiu was possessed by an evil spirit!
Luo Binghe was also stunned. But he reacted very quickly, and without much hesitation, he replied, "Thank you, Master." He got on the carriage and sat upright in the corner of the carriage, his hands and feet were very well behaved, as if he was afraid that his patched clothes would dirty the carriage.
System: [Warning…]
Shen Qingqiu: "Warning what? I'm not OOC."
System: [It is impossible for Shen Qingqiu to do something like this to help Luo Binghe out of trouble. Judgment: OOC level 100%.]
Shen Qingqiu said: "If it was just to help Luo Binghe out of trouble, then of course it would be impossible. But now my purpose is to prevent Ning Yingying from being disappointed in me as her master. Just think, how could he bear to disappoint his most beloved little disciple?"
System: [……]
Shen Qingqiu: "So my behavior is completely consistent with the logic of the character 'Shen Qingqiu'. You can't deduct points from me."
Through these days of communication, he has gradually figured out some ways.
Although the system has rules, they are not dead rules. Since the rules are alive, there is room for bargaining.
As expected, the system hadn't thought of a response strategy for the time being. Shen Qingqiu was so happy that he couldn't help but laugh.
He was originally sitting quietly in the carriage, with his eyes closed, and seemed to have fallen into meditation. Suddenly, he laughed out loud, and Luo Binghe couldn't help but look over.
Honestly, it would be a lie to say that Luo Binghe wasn't surprised. Although he had always respected Shen Qingqiu, he still knew how his master treated him and how he viewed him.
He had previously thought that when he was asked to get in the car, there must be someone more powerful waiting, and he had prepared himself mentally, but he didn't expect Shen Qingqiu to be too lazy to pay attention to him and just sit there meditating.
Luo Binghe thought about it and realized that he had never looked at Shen Qingqiu so closely and carefully before.
In terms of appearance, Shen Qingqiu is really good-looking. He may not be the most handsome man, but he is good-looking and pleasing to the eye. The outline of his face looks like it was polished by gentle water, which makes people like him easily. Just like his famous sword that shakes the world, it is both refined and elegant.
Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes and saw Luo Binghe staring at him. The style of the future male protagonist, "eyes like two cold stars, a smile showing his teeth, and a gentle smile", could be seen at this moment.
Luo Binghe was caught red-handed by him and just when he didn't know what to do, Shen Qingqiu had already smiled at him.
This smile was purely subconscious. Luo Binghe, however, felt as if he had been pricked by a tiny thorn, and quickly looked away, unable to explain what he felt.
Soon, Shen Qingqiu couldn't laugh anymore.
System prompt: [Violation: ooc. B-level -5. Current B-level: 165.]
Shen Qingqiu: "...Is there going to be a penalty for laughing?"
The system says righteously: [Ooc is Ooc. ]
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