Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 2 Gunshots in the Valley

"It's okay, it's okay."

Chen Guang looked around and saw quiet trees and chirping birds. He was standing beside a winding mountain road.

Looking down from the edge, I saw steep mountains, floating white clouds, and seemingly endless ridges. In addition, Huayang was just rising, and the purple air was coming from the east. Such a beautiful scenery was so shocking.

Not waking up in the hospital bed, he breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned on the system, took out the Beretta M9 and played with it, finally confirming that everything before was not a hallucination or a dream.

I just don’t know where I am now?

We are still halfway up the mountain, and we don’t know whether to go down or up the mountain. If there is no one around, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to go up the mountain?

Just when Chen Guang was hesitating, there was the sound of vegetation being trampled behind him. He looked back and stuffed the firearm with the safety in his hand back into the system backpack.

Anyway, there is no need to wear it close to the body, and there is no need to worry about accidentally touching the trigger.

The person who came was dressed like an ancient man, with a long beard on his face, his hair already somewhat green and white, and a long sword on his back.

When he saw Chen Guang, he was also surprised and actually bowed his hands: "Dare I ask, little brother, are you a high disciple of Huashan?"

Huashan?

Chen Guang suddenly realized that he had gone to Huashan, but he didn't know which dynasty or generation he was in now, or whether it was a familiar background.

"Excuse me, your Excellency, who is...?"

He didn't know anything about the current situation, so he bowed his hands like a visitor and answered questions with questions.

Although the man was older, he was surprisingly respectful when facing Chen Guang, a teenage boy in strange clothes: "I have admired the Huashan Sword Sect for a long time. Although I am old, I know that Huashan has opened its gates.

There is no distinction between teachings and I come here shamelessly, only willing to learn from my master."

Lauderno? This is the world of Xiaoao Jianghu?

Chen Guang was stunned for a moment, and then he felt confused.

Think about the crisis that is about to happen in reality. Even if you become a peerless master and learn all the martial arts in Jin Yong's world, so what? Can you still cut through water with a sword?

Dugu Nine Swords, Po Di Style?

But he immediately comforted himself that in addition to water droplets, there are also zombies in reality. Although martial arts masters cannot fight against water droplets, there is no problem in killing zombies...

His thoughts were flying here, but Laudno's heart was tense.

Has this person heard my name? Otherwise, why did his expression suddenly change?

As the third disciple of Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect, he has always been low-key and unassuming. No one in the world has ever called out his name. Because of this, he was sent by Zuo Lengchan to be a spy in Huashan. He never thought that he had just arrived.

Huashan was exposed just because of his name.

He immediately regretted it. He had known that he should have used a pseudonym. The other party's face was blank, and it was obvious that he had never seen his face. If he had used a pseudonym, he would never have made such a mess.

But... there should be time to make amends!

Thinking of this, he stepped forward and used the Songshan Sect's grappling hand.

The other party was like an ordinary person who had never learned martial arts at all, and he was caught by him in just one move. Laudno immediately knew for sure: It seems that the other party is definitely not a disciple of Huashan, and he probably came here to become a disciple after hearing that Huashan has opened its gates.

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I just don't know where I heard my name from, but it doesn't matter, there are countless valleys in Hua Mountain, waiting for their lives, just throw the body away, everything will be fine, and no other person will know.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Chen Guang asked in surprise.

Lauderno sneered: "Humph, you kid, you're still pretending? I originally said you were a member of the Huashan sect, and then I bowed and bowed again. Now I see that you don't have any effort at all, and you are dressed in strange clothes. You are definitely not the pretentious guy like Yue Buqun.

Disciple, I don’t know where you have heard my name before. Say it! Say it and spare your life!”

Chen Guang's heart sank, remembering that in the original work of Lauderno, he was a Songshan spy. Those who can be spies in this world are all extremely suspicious people. It seems that his reaction just now was misunderstood by the other party.

But what can he do? He is speechless and unable to explain at all.

It seems that this matter cannot be resolved. Chen Guang simply does not believe that the other party will be left alive after his true colors are exposed.

So he pretended to be panicked and said: "I said, I said! Don't kill me!"

Laudeno was waiting for him to reply, but he saw the young man raised his left hand that was not grasped by him. It was not a fist or a palm, as if he was trying to grab something. It was empty and slow, and there was no threat at all.

He just thought it was a random struggle, but he didn't expect that a delicate object with sharp edges appeared in the opponent's hand, with a dark hole facing him.

not good!

Alarm bells rang in Laudno's mind, but it was too late.

There was a loud thundering sound in my ears, and a violent impact came from my chest. I loosened my hand, stepped back a few steps, twisted my ankle, and fell to the ground.

In an instant, countless birds were frightened in the forest, and the sound of gunshots was heard repeatedly in the valley.

The burning pain of heartburn came. Laudno lay on the ground, trembling hands, touched his chest, and felt a slippery flesh hole from the tear in his clothes. He raised his hand to see, and the sun entered his eyes through the red fingers.

, it felt very dazzling, and when I squinted my eyes, I lost all my breath.

Chen Guang held the gun, with smoke still coming from the muzzle.

His face turned red and his heart beat like thunder, which could not calm down for a long time.

Killing people... I don't know how many people I saved in the sea of ​​​​fire in my previous life. I had just traveled through time for less than an hour, and I got my first kill in my two lives.

Chen Guang was silent for a while, then dragged Laudno's body with great effort and threw it into the cliff.

Watching the corpses hit the cliff, several of them rolled down and disappeared into the vast forest.

Looking back at the towering mountains behind him, he stuffed the Beretta M9 back into his system backpack and headed upward.

Since the world of Swordsman... is already standing in Huashan, there is no reason not to keep an eye on Dugu Nine Swords. Since other places are even more dim, it is better to worship in Huashan.

So the dead ones went down the mountains to feed wolves, and the alive ones climbed mountains to learn skills.

The so-called Jianghu has just opened a door for itself, and before entering, the smell rushed up.

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There are no twists and turns in worshiping Mount Huashan.

In the original work, in addition to Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan, Lao Denuo and other disciples with a strong sense of presence, there are also about twenty people, the oldest is over thirty years old, and the youngest is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Even an older man like Lauderno, who was an apprentice in art, could be accepted, let alone a half-year-old like Chen Guang.

Originally, he was a little worried that his short hair would arouse suspicion, but no one mentioned it during the apprenticeship process, so he just kept it vague. Little did he know that children before the age of fourteen in the Ming Dynasty also often shaved their heads, and there were many funny and weird things. Naturally,

No one cares.

"Junior brother, I really admire you for being able to climb Mount Huashan alone. When I first became a disciple, my master had to use Qinggong to carry me, otherwise I would have fallen to my death at the bottom of a valley somewhere."

After the apprenticeship ceremony, on the way to the disciple's courtyard, a young man with slightly dark skin, thin lips, and a spirited expression said.

This person is none other than Linghu Chong, who has been a disciple for twelve years. He has achieved great success in Huashan's internal martial arts and swordsmanship. He is also a young talent who has become famous in the world.

Another girl of fifteen or sixteen years old smiled and said: "If this were not the case, my parents would probably have to test him a lot more. Mom said that anyone who can climb a mountain alone without any martial arts will definitely have strong perseverance.

Others."

Chen Guang just smiled and catered to the compliment. Although no one was building roads in this era, he only walked half way, and there were grass and trees to use for strength. He could only climb Huashan Mountain. It was not like he had never climbed it with bare hands in his previous life.

A majestic and steep place.

Of course, disgrace is inevitable.

The girl who spoke was called Yue Lingshan, the daughter of Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan Mountain.

She was very happy at this moment, because she was fifteen years old this year, and she used to call others senior brother and senior sister. Today, she finally had someone younger than her who could live the life of senior sister.

So he forced a small face and imitated his father's serious look and said: "Although mother praised you, you must remember not to be arrogant, to be diligent and hardworking, and not to slack off in practicing martial arts every day, otherwise... otherwise..."

Linghu Chong said: "Otherwise, even if you are talented and intelligent, you will not be able to make any progress at all. How about going to a village in the countryside and becoming a small peasant woman~"

"Yes, little peasant woman." Yue Lingshan nodded and then realized what she was saying, and went to hit Linghu Chong. "Bad senior brother! You eavesdropped on what dad was training me!"

Linghu Chong didn't even hide when he was hit, he just laughed, and Chen Guang on the side also showed a perfunctory smile to cater to him.

After a while, Chen Guang moved into the disciple's room prepared for him. It was a long room with six beds leaning against the window. Six people lived together. It was dusty and looked a bit like a kang.

He didn't have any luggage, so Linghu Chong asked the sweeper to get him a bedding. After arranging it, he said to Chen Guang with a straight face: "Junior brother, although I just said it in a joke, I also meant it sincerely. Although Master is usually kind and kind, he is very serious when practicing martial arts.

Strictly, you must study hard and don't let him worry about it."

Linghu Chong is a wild and carefree person on weekdays, but he is more serious than anyone else when practicing martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have become the leader of the young generation in the original work. Except for the group of old monsters who have been famous for a long time, no young people can compete with him.

Chen Guang nodded solemnly: "I will work diligently every day and never neglect."

Linghu Chong nodded with satisfaction. He felt that he was very competent in his role as senior brother. He could drink two cups to reward himself when he went back tonight.

But he was unaware of the life he would lead in the next three years.

(End of chapter)