Absolute protagonist

The sky was low. Bean-sized raindrops fell with a crackling sound, and the biting cold wind was like invisible sharp blades flying diagonally. In the cold wind and rain, two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly in the mountains and forests.

The tall young man who led the way was silent, and his cold profile was like a statue. The sharp sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he split the bushes and thorns blocking the road in front of him in a few strokes.

Along the way, this three-foot green sword also split the chests of many bandits and drank the hot blood.

Following behind the young man was a slender boy in cloth clothes. He had a simple wooden mask on his face, and the edge of the mask vaguely showed the centipede-like creeping scars underneath. Only a pair of bright eyes kept scanning the surroundings through the mask.

"Wait." The boy suddenly spoke, and his steps stopped at the same time, looking at a strange red plant not far from his feet.

Xue Hai stopped without hesitation and turned around. He lowered his head slightly, and his simple and neat movements revealed an inexplicable respect, looking like a loyal guard. Who could believe that the two of them were not in this situation not long ago?

He was really a very determined person. Once he made up his mind, he would execute it without hesitation. So when he was sixteen years old and decided to leave the mountain village to venture into the outside world, he packed his bags and left for eight years; when he made up his mind to take revenge, he also immediately began to play his role well, and even when the two were alone, he would never reveal any flaws to arouse suspicion.

Chu Si was also used to his attitude, and walked towards the strange red plant, carefully examining it and testing its medicinal properties.

After a while, he carefully dug it up, and said with joy: "Very good, the last medicinal ingredient is also gathered! This will definitely be able to deceive the world."

The scars on his face were naturally not real, but an illusion created by using special ointment. Some of the knowledge learned in the previous world was not in vain. Although the appearance and types of medicinal materials in this world are completely different from those in the previous life, the medicinal properties are similar. The disfigurement illusions he created along the way have become more and more realistic.

Xue Hai couldn't help but smile on his silent face.

For him, this is really good news.

Although he didn't know how Ajiu, who grew up in a mountain village, could have such a skill, he had returned to the village very few times in recent years and was not very familiar with him. And all the confusion and doubts can be thrown behind him in the face of revenge.

The live broadcast room suspended above the two people's heads showed an unprecedented quiet attitude.

Many people still haven't recovered from the truth they discovered before, and their hearts are churning and it takes a long time to calm down. Now watching the two people go south again, they can no longer deceive themselves.

Honghonghuo dazed... I'm afraid I learned a fake history?

Wei Lizong's true identity is actually like this (／.＼) I heard that the history textbooks on the entire network began to be revised a few days ago... I was so shocked that my melon seeds fell!

A hint of coldness flashed across the eyes of the young man walking below. Although the system 666, which cracked some of the data, had already stated that once the host's privacy behavior was involved, the live broadcast room had no right to broadcast live, Chu Si still felt deeply offended.

Even though he had found a lot of useful information from those cheerful barrages during this period, this unhappiness was still difficult to erase.

The ink in his eyes became darker, but his footsteps did not stop.

Crackling!

The raindrops fell like a string. The raindrops that hit his face were fast and dense, hitting his simple wooden mask and the exposed smooth jaw. Through the dense rain curtain, a dilapidated and desolate mountain Taoist temple appeared vaguely in front of the two.

Although the dilapidated Taoist temple was covered with dust, it was enough to shelter from the wind and rain. The two found a corner to shelter from the wind and simply cleaned up.

"Let's rest here for one night today, and continue on our journey tomorrow, shall we?" Xue Hai never forgot to play his role well. He sat down near the gate with his sword in his arms, naturally showing a protective posture.

Chu Si nodded in agreement.

Sitting on the ground, through the broken gate of the Taoist temple, he looked up at the dark sky, with dark clouds covering the sky, lightning rolling in the sea of ​​clouds, and all the stars disappeared without a trace. The star map he had seen a few days ago naturally emerged in his mind, and he also deduced the trajectory after a few days of operation, which he simply drew on the ground with a branch.

A series of complex formulas flashed across his mind. In this ancient world without GS positioning, it is easy to get lost even with a map. He can only calculate with the star map at all times to make sure he is not off track.

"Southeast direction, clear in three days."

Wiping away the scratches on the ground, the boy's lowered eyes lit up slightly, and he murmured.

(⊙…⊙) Why does this inexplicably changed painting style suddenly give me a sense of charlatanism?

Is this the astrology in ancient legends?

What the hell is astrology? It is indeed the result of not learning enough knowledge. Advanced algorithms like this that use the trajectory of stars for calculations are one of the required courses in cosmology, although there are many students who fail the course every year.

eDon't tell me that I am not well-educated, it is obviously astrology! Identifying medicine in the wild and disfiguring with one click, I thought it was magical enough, but now there is a more buggy skill like astrology. Are you sure you didn't go to the wrong live broadcast room?

666666! I have completely turned from a hater to a fan. Thinking of their destination, I am inexplicably looking forward to it now. What should I do?

Half a month later.

The two finally walked out of the dense forest and came to a sloping hillside. A chaotic sound of footsteps came from below. The two couldn't help but open their eyes wide.

A long team shuttled through the forest below. In the drifting rain, these people were pale and thin, ragged, dragging their legs and moving forward dully, with an almost numb look.

"This is a group of refugees." Xue Hai, who has been walking outside for many years, made a firm judgment, and his already tightly pursed lips became even tighter.

Chu Si looked down at the scene below indifferently.

These days, through Xue Hai's narration and the occasional search for melons and dates in the live broadcast room, he also roughly understood the current situation of the whole world.

It was the end of the dynasty, and the signs of chaos began to appear. Natural disasters and man-made disasters continued in various places, but the court did not provide disaster relief in time. Refugees were born almost every moment, and even small groups of volunteers appeared in some places, but they were temporarily suppressed by the court army.

"Southeast direction..." Chu Si's eyes flickered slightly after taking a look at the long dragon winding below.

Among the refugees, a skinny boy with sparse hair followed the team silently, his shriveled stomach making a harsh sound. He dragged his legs forward, feeling that the scene in front of him was shaking one after another, and his head was dizzy and heavy, as if he was pressed into the water, and the last ray of light was about to be completely deprived.

He was dizzy and fell to the ground.

A slender and powerful hand suddenly appeared, firmly grasped his shoulder and supported him. Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in the boy's blurred vision. The stern-looking young man in Ge Yi stretched out his big hand to support him, while the strange boy with a simple wooden mask on the side took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

He was so hungry that his eyes almost glowed green, and he swallowed it without hesitation.

At this moment, even if the other party fed him a poison, as long as he could fill his stomach a little, he would be willing.

Outside the capital of Wei, Ziyang, a long procession of refugees was slowly moving forward. Unlike the refugees in the past, these people were in good spirits.

A young man wearing a simple wooden mask was mixed in the crowd, followed by a young man with a sword on his back. The young man was wearing a cloth scarf, and the edge of the mask showed a hideous scar, but everyone around him looked at him with indescribable respect. Wherever he passed, everyone subconsciously avoided him, as if they were afraid that their approach would stain the clothes on the young man.

"Young sir..." A low shout sounded behind him, and the young man who was rescued by Chu Si before quietly approached, "Are you really going to leave?"

"Yes." Chu Si nodded, "Thank you for taking me in these days."

Since he replaced the identity of the prince of Wei, it means that he has also taken on his troubles. Chu Si did not simply think that as shown in some TV dramas, as long as he found the local government and showed his token, he could enter the capital safely. The 137 lives of the entire Xuejia Village are a clear lesson.

He would rather choose a more troublesome method.

But as soon as he said thank you, the refugees who had been eavesdropping beside him immediately shook their heads and waved their hands.

"No, no, no! We should be the ones to say thank you. If it weren't for the young master, our family of five would have died of illness on the road."

"Yes, if it weren't for the young master teaching us to identify herbs and taking us away from those murderous government troops, how could we have survived to get here?"

The refugees talked to each other, and some of them even spoke very logically, as if they were also gentry sons who had studied.

The joining of Chu Si and the other person did bring them a lot of help, so their gratitude was from the heart and without any adulteration.

The young man who spoke first asked eagerly, "Young sir, can I know your name?"

Chu Si glanced at him and chuckled, "You'll know it later."

Looking at the tall city wall in front of him, several fierce guards were blocking the city gate, driving away the approaching refugees, and the sparse porridge stalls were lined up outside the city gate. Chu Si said goodbye to everyone and turned around to walk out of the crowd.

The boy's slightly hoarse voice came from behind: "Young sir, my name is Lin Wuwei, I will definitely find you!"

Chu Si didn't look back and waved his hand behind him.

The transparent screen in front of him suddenly became quiet.

Hiss——Lin, Lin Wuwei? Oh my god # %\u0026$\u003e

The screen was full of garbled characters and suddenly began to refresh the screen. Then, the bright live broadcast room trembled a few times and went completely black.

【Hehehehe! I finally got it done! 】

The proud voice of System 666 emerged in Chu Si's consciousness, and the round little ball of light rolled in the air, asking for credit and reward.

[How is it? Am I quite 666? Host, you don't have to be too moved. If you really want to express your gratitude, just give me an ounce, no, 0.5 ounces of energy. ]