Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 1: Passing through

　　 Crouching Cow Village

　　 The night is quiet, and the moonlight shines through the trees and scattered on the ground.

　　 Zhang Dashan stands on the observation deck, surrounded by fences, thorn trees and mud walls, forming the most basic protection of the village. He is wearing a thin coat with a short bow behind him.

　　 Although it is early spring, the chill is deep in the bones. Zhang Dashan looked at the sky at this time: "Looking at this situation, there will be no rain tomorrow. What about this crop?"

　　 "And a few days ago, the black wind thief also asked the village to pay for food." Thinking of this, Zhang Dashan's face showed a trace of anxiety.

　　 There is no rain in spring, and the crops are dying. After the black wind pirates have to be blackmailed, how can this be done?

　　 Zhang Dashan was anxious, suddenly startled, took off the short bow, listened to his ears, his eyes showed vigilant light.

　　For a while, a sound of horseshoes came from a distance.

　　 Zhang Dashan took a closer look, and took a breath, his heart throbbed, and without thinking, he hit the broken clock hanging on the observation deck.

　　 "It's not good, it's not good! The bandits of Blackwind Ridge are approaching the village!"

　　 The sound of the bell suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility of the village, and a bowl of water was suddenly poured into the oil pan, and it boiled. Only the sound of messy footsteps, the lights came on, and the village was alarmed.

The news of the arrival of the bandits spread to every corner of the village. The old and weak women and children in the village panicked. These bandits, our village only gave food a few months ago, and they are here again today. Several women cursed in a low voice while running away.

　　 "Hurry up and hide the money, hide the woman."

　　women and children were nervously tidying the house, ordering their children to hide quickly, while the young men, all with hatchets, gathered towards the entrance of the village.

　　 In addition to ordinary villagers, several people headed towards the entrance of the village under the leadership of the village chief, all of them strong and strong. They were not holding hatchets, but long knives and hunting bows.

　　 "The village chief, there!" Zhang Dashan pointed, and saw a few people watching. Several bandits outside the wall approached the village in a hurry, with laughter and chatting.

　　 is getting closer and closer, and it is the bandit on Heifengling that illuminates under the torch. These bandits like to wear black clothes and have a wolf embroidered on their clothes, so they can recognize people so quickly.

　　A middle-aged bandit is in the middle, and the two bandits around seem to be faintly headed by him. He has a thin face and is dressed in black. Even if he is talking and laughing at this time, his eyes are cold under the fire. With the cold light, like a knife, it seems that whoever is going to cut a large piece of meat down.

　　"Hahaha, third brother, we have been on the mountain for a long time. We can't visit this Woniu Village a few times a year. Today, this Woniu Village looks very rich!"

　　 was talking about a big man. He looked at the villagers who were awakened and climbed up the mud wall with a cold look: "They can build observation decks and mud walls. It seems that they should pay more food every year. That’s right, the ones offered last year are far from enough!"

　　 With just three people, the entire village that is being persecuted faces a major enemy.

　　 "Who else hasn't arrived?" The village chief frowned and scanned the surroundings. In this case, it's one thing to fight or not, and it's another thing that all males have to go out.

　　"Everything is here, except for the widow of Pei’s family, who is a child born, a scholar, and is still sick."

　　 At this moment, under the mud wall, the middle-aged bandit ran out without fear, and laughed at the villagers: "You thieves village, do you dare to shoot arrows at Grandpa?"

　　…………

　　 A tumult rang in the darkness, and gradually became clear. People rushed and screamed, "The thief is here, the thief is here"

　　 "Listen to the people in the village, hand over this year's money and food, and hand over the beauties of the village"

　　 "I just paid the tax, where can I still find money, please, uncle..."

　　"Let’s be verbose, either pay someone or shoot us to death, and see if my black wind thief beats you down and kills a chicken or dog and doesn’t keep it!"

　　What sound?

　　 The young man opened his eyes, the sky was faint, and there was a cantilever beam on top of the old-fashioned clay tiles. He quickly scanned the surrounding environment. There were some cracks in the adobe on the wall. Some grass was filled to prevent air leakage. There was also cold wind flowing in, and the windows were papered. There is still such a poor mountain village now, where is oneself?

　　 When I think of this, my forehead is filled with unspeakable soreness, my brain is hollowed out, and for a while...it’s 10,000 times more painful than a hangover, deep into the soul, the whole world tears and merges like a dough, uh Shang continued to sweat, panting heavily, listening to the information coming from outside.

　　 "You can't fight, you can't fight, there are hundreds of people in Black Wind Pirates, just hand her over, Lord Village Chief, she is just an orphan!"

　　 "Hey, hey, the old man has no face to see her parents..."

　　 The noise and chaos continues, a feeling that stimulates the teenager’s survival instinct, turning over and getting out of bed, his movements are not smooth, and he has been in bed for a long time and regained control of his body. I found that the shoes are cloth shoes with a layered sole, very small, so I wear them The thin gray old clothes, the material is rough to the touch, the cotton and linen, the pinholes are handmade...

　　 how to describe it?

　　 Hanfu is a blend of an unfamiliar variant of ethnic minority styles. It is said to be a costume, and it is very clean and lingering.

　　 thinking about this, there was a tingling pain in the eyebrows, the locked things were about to come out, and the noise was still outside.

　　 "Miss Su, open the door! Open the door!"

　　 "Su San! If you don't open this door today, you have to open it. The boy Pei Ziyun next door is sick and can't protect you..."

　　 The hustle and bustle of voice gradually came to the next door, chaotic and noisy, babbled, and the words spoken in the Southwest dialect, but the teenager could understand it instinctively. A silhouette of people swayed past the crack of the door, and the scale of the footsteps sounded roughly There were twenty or thirty people in a mess. He frowned and murmured: "... is filming?"

　　 I didn’t want to understand the situation. I heard the door slamming outside. The teenager opened the door and felt his body recover. The signal came from the muscles of his limbs. There was a long-lost vitality in his gestures, and the strange thing was that his eyesight was clear... I took off my grey glasses and saw the rainy world.

　　 At this time, I remembered something. The boy looked down at the shoes under his feet... The feet in the shoes were white and tender. These were not his own feet, but women's feet.

　　 "I will go..."

　　 subconsciously touched his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned weird, raised his hand and looked in front of his eyes, this is a young boy's body, stronger, has worked in farm work, has a cocoon in his mouth, or has held a knife... After a few seconds of confusion, his eyes swept across the pile of firewood, and a hatchet was inserted into the firewood with a sharp sharp edge.

　　 slap——

　　 opened the door and faintly saw the distant mountains. This is a small village built with a hillside backed by a hillside. There are running villagers everywhere. The villagers clustered in the next door and patted the door, trying to persuade a woman to come out, but she did not come out.

Aunt 　　 rushed to persuade: "Ye Su'er, when you go to Heifengling, you will be delicious and spicy, don't be afraid"

　　"Why there is no sound"

　　"Don’t talk nonsense with her, the surname Ye is ignorant of admiration, a foreigner, and no one else at home, just hit the door and tie her out!"

　　 "Yeah, she's still holding scissors in it!"

　　 "Shhh, keep your voice down, don’t be alarmed next door, that kid and Ye Su'er are a little bit affair, but they can do anything when their brains are hot, he is a child, a scholar!"

　　 "Passed through?" A small insect fell from the bamboo leaves, crawling on the cheek of the young man in the human sculpture, without treating him as a living person, his brain was buzzing.

　　At this time, it seemed that the discussion in the crowd stimulated the girl next door. She was crying, her voice was very soft, but her voice was suddenly familiar, passing through the crowd and bamboo forest, and falling into the ears of the teenager as clear as: "Brother Yun..."

　　 This voice became the key to unlock the memory treasure of the original owner.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "I make a wish-to protect the one I love, to take revenge on all my enemies, and to give peace to the troubled times of cultivating immortals..." Someone said quietly, "The one with the same name who inherits everything from me, in your mind The system is very interesting. If you want to get my plum blossoms, just complete my task!"

　　"Om——"

　　 There was a tingling pain in the center of the eyebrows, the body was stiff, and the breathing stopped. The moonlight hung down the faint bamboo leaves, shining on the full forehead of the young man, and in the center of the eyebrows, a transparent plum blossom phantom appeared suddenly, one of which was looming and ready to emerge.

　　 "No!" Memories, so familiar and unfamiliar, countless memories swarmed, until there was a **** light.

　　 shook his body, and the boy subconsciously touched his neck, sinking into the memory again.

　　 This is a long dream, one's life.

　　 is the same as myself, called Pei Ziyun.

　　 This is a world with Taoism. The original owner was born with spiritual treasures, but was wasted for five years due to ignorance, weakness, and hypocrisy. He finally entered the Taoism, but was betrayed by his beloved master... countless memories continue to flood in ~IndoMTL.com~ A natural treasure? After being snatched from the gold finger, there are some spiritual roots left? Make a wish for rebirth? So I promised to come to the original owner more than ten years ago? "

　　 "Go back in time!"

　　 The body is very sore and soft, the head hurts, and the pain is about to split...Countless memories are constantly reorganized, and the souls that are formed, each emotion is added, there is love, hatred, despair, and expectation.

　　 Ye Suer is right in front of me.

　　"Are you awakened by Ye Suer's stimulation now?"

　　 Ye Suer's childhood sweetheart... After being separated for many years, we have seen each other in the strict sect. They can’t forget each other. The young man is a little frightened and trembling to accept this kind of emotion... Her past, future, her body and soul

　　The memory continued to advance, and finally solidified at the moment of death. The old enemy is now, the plum blossom is connected to the root, blooming in front of the eyes, thunder has exploded, everything becomes void, he...no, the original owner made a wish.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Suddenly, a little white plum appeared in front of her eyes, and quickly zoomed in to become a translucent data frame, floating in the field of vision with a faint sense of light, and data appeared in front of her eyes.

　　Name: Pei Ziyun

　　Permission: None (parasitic)

　　Life Race: Humans

　　Occupation: Childhood

　　The young man looked vaguely at the skill, but when he stared at it, it gradually became clearer and clearer. It is two gray-white symbols, which look like a book and a sword

The moment the 　　 symbol appeared, a line of words naturally appeared in my heart.

　　"Four Books and Five Classics: Introduction (Incomplete)"

　　"Matsukaze Swordsmanship: Getting Started (Incomplete)"

　　 Then, a line of red letters appeared on the data frame: "Task: Rescue Ye Suer."

　　 The transparent phantom plum blossom remained motionless between the young man's eyebrows, and the moonlight between the bamboo leaves moved away for a moment, and the plum blossom disappeared, as if it had never existed.