I died and became a god in the game

When Shen Senguang was about to enter the Jinlu Pavilion, someone suddenly rushed out from behind. He smelled of alcohol, his clothes were in a mess, and his face was filled with the feeling of overindulgence.

"Let me go! All I have is money. I'm really a dirty guy. I'm a dignified Hanlin editor and I still owe you money!"

"Let me go, my friend will lend me a hundred taels."

"What do you know about scholars?"

The Hanlin editor was blocked by a bunch of wandering warblers, and he lay drunkenly on Shen Senguang's back. "Friend, one to three makes five, you lend me one hundred taels, and I will pay you back another fifty taels." .”

"Lend it to me quickly!"

Yan Lao Bustard asked Liu Ying, "Where did this lord come from?"

A wandering warbler was anxious and at a loss, so he cried and said: "It's not my problem, my old mother, it's this adult who can't hold me back." He lost all his money because of playing Yehu Chan (an old derogatory name for Go) in Anxiang Xiaolou. He had all the money, and he offended the left minister of the Ministry of Rites and Fuxiang Oiran with his rude words, so they were kicked out."

"But as soon as I walked to the door, this gentleman rushed in here shamelessly, saying that he would use his reputation in the capital to borrow another hundred taels before returning to the dark-scented building."

Shen Senguang pushed the man on his shoulder away and was thinking about whether to borrow money.

This is obviously a plot choice.

If you lend money to this drunkard, it will trigger a plot. If you don't lend him money, it will be another game process.

Now it seems that the most important thing about this Jiaofangsi game is to follow the plot flow and make choices.

Shen Senguang hesitated for a moment. He wanted to enter the Jinlu Pavilion first and see what would happen after entering.

"Sir, you seem to be in need of money, so I won't lend it."

Shen Senguang waved to the madam, expecting that as a demon believer, she would not dare to suddenly fall out when the plan was about to be completed, so he ordered: "Give that gentleman a cup of sobering tea."

"By the way, no one told you that your smile is ugly?"

The madam was about to laugh when she stopped, and a stern look flashed in her eyes, "Damn you brat."

I'll wait for you to look good.

In this world, origin is not everything.

The madam could only hold back her impatience and show her courtesy to Shen Senguangda.

Shen Senguang endured his nausea and stepped into the small pavilion, only to find that the four guards behind him were being pestered by a few wandering warblers in the corridor when they came in. They wanted to buy them a drink. Each one of them was so drunk that they were drunk and did not follow them.

The moment he entered the Jinlu Pavilion, he suddenly saw that all the plum blossoms in the flowers in front were cut off one by one.

Then, the stone on the rockery to his left rolled down, and it turned out to be cut off by some invisible blade!

Shen Senguang's complexion changed. Just as he was about to retreat, he found that his body could not move. The beautiful pipa music had now become a reminder, preventing him from moving his limbs effectively.

"No!"

He clenched his fists, and the physique obtained from the metal digester ritual helped him regain some control over his body.

The beauty who was playing music behind the curtain was stunned for a moment. "It's so hard that I can block my sonic skills."

"It's worthy of a second-rate master."

"I didn't expect that a royal pig like you would work so hard to develop such a set of skills."

"I am an elder, I underestimate you."

"The devil dances in the sky!"

The man inside stroked the strings, and the curtain was immediately rolled up, revealing eight rows of dancers. The dancers were wearing long sleeves and waving their sleeves to dance. They were so beautiful that they all looked like gods.

"What kind of demonic cult are you talking about?"

Shen Senguang knew that he was destined to die this time, because if he had not lent money to the Hanlin editor just now, it seemed that the current death outcome would have been triggered.

He saw those dancers dancing, spraying blood from their nostrils, then opening their mouths and spraying out all the blood, and then their whole bodies became languid, as if all their hard work had been consumed.

He knelt on the ground and saw that the girl Sumei in the small pavilion had a mean beauty with high cheekbones, a thin nose, and a pair of phoenix eyes that were mean, ruthless, cold and selfish.

"I will use the Heavenly Demon Dance to drain your blood. At this moment, under the Heavenly Demon Dance, you will definitely die."

Shen Senguang laughed loudly and shook his head.

Miss Su Mei frowned and looked on coldly. "Why are you laughing?"

"I thought Su Mei was so pretty, but she turned out to have a ghoulish look, which made me laugh to death."

"I vomited blood not because of Tianmo Wu, but because you are too ugly."

Shen Senguang raised his middle finger at her. "It's ridiculous. With your ugly personality and mischief, you won't even invite me to come."

"I won't come next time."

Just as he finished playing the eighth note of Tianmo Bayin, Shen Senguang's heart dented, as if someone had hit him with a fist, and his ribs were all broken.

GG!

Miss Su Mei held Qin in her arms, her face extremely ugly.

Damn it!

But am I really not beautiful enough?

…

The evaluation of myself on the notebook in the living room——

[Congratulations on surviving for 20 minutes and eight seconds in "The Third World", Gentle Township, Tomb of Heroes, the ancients are sincere and I can't deceive them.]

[Evaluation: Death is not unjust.]

[Harvest summary: None]

【Do you want to replay the simulation career?】

Shen Senguang sat on a stool and thought. He knew the details of the other party. The Heavenly Demon Sect has the Golden Bell Kung Fu, the Heavenly Demon Sound, and the Heavenly Demon Dance.

In the next game, wearing a bulletproof vest, try to kill the madam by surprise when you are at the door?

"Enter "Third in the World"."

In the place where Yingying and Yanyan are dancing, two wandering orioles are pulling me, trying to welcome me into the depths of the red carpet.

Women here never have to go out or wear shoes in their entire lives, they only need to step on the red carpet, so they are also called barefoot.

Shen Senguang suddenly raised his submachine gun and fired at the madam.

"Let's see if you are a match for bullets!"

The first shot landed on the old bustard's shoulder, and the bustard snorted, his face changed greatly. "There are such powerful firearms in the world!"

Then, she used Tianmowu's movement skills to quickly move her position, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, and there were afterimages everywhere on the ground.

"..." Shen Senguang was speechless.

Please give me at least one target to shoot at.

The next moment, a golden bell passed through his head.

Shen Senguang saw where the golden bell came from, the golden bell that the madam took off from his arm.

It turns out that the Golden Bell Kung Fu of the Heavenly Demon Sect is a skill that uses the decorations on the bodies of female prostitutes.

After Shen Senguang died, the madam also knelt on the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Xiaohong and Xiaolu hurriedly ran over and said, "Master, how are you?"

Yan Lao Bustard looked in the direction of Shen Senguang's body with fear in his eyes. "There are such powerful firearms in this world. The Ming Dynasty has such a magical weapon. Isn't our Demon Sect looking for death!"

"It's time for those capitulationists to speak out about this matter."

"Disciples, that firearm hit me near my heart and dispersed my energy. I am dead."

"You guys are going to burn this filthy place and get out of here."

After saying that, she spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground in a daze.

A metal box appeared next to her body.

In the living room, Shen Senguang finished watching the playback.

"Surrender faction?" Shen Senguang pondered. Not all of these Jiaofangs were from the Demon Sect. Some were just ordinary Jiaofang musicians, some were from the Demon Sect, and some were even members of the Demon Sect. Surrender faction.

Moreover, he killed this Yan Lao Bustard and was rewarded with 2 gold coins.

"The madam is too fast. As soon as the muzzle of the gun is exposed, she will subconsciously protect herself and avoid the vital points. It is probably Qinggong. I can't hit her head."

"I understand. If I can't fight hard, I'll have to adapt to the situation."

"Enter "Third Under Heaven"!"

…

Repeating the previous process, after Shen Senguang paid the money at Jinlu Pavilion, he met the familiar old acquaintance Editor Hanlin again.

The Hanlin editor shamelessly asked him to borrow money. Unfortunately, he was drunk and did not recognize who he was.

Otherwise, he might be frightened to death.

Shen Senguang patted his shoulder. "Borrow it!"

"When I look at you, I feel that you can rise to the top, and you will become a unicorn when you meet a real dragon."

The eyes of the four Jin Yiwei Baihu behind him were full of jealousy. The Crown Prince had never said such a thing to them.

What kind of bad luck did you drunkard have? Smoke is coming out of your ancestral grave!!!

Jealousy.

The drunk Hanlin editor dared to say anything. He opened his mouth and said: "When I was born, a rainbow appeared on the roof of my house. My father said that I must be a literary star."

"Are you going to see that Su Mei Qinghuan? She can't do it. The first class here is Fuxiang Oiran, and she, Su Mei Qinghuan, is only the second class. Come on, brother, I will take you there."

Four hundred households rolled their eyes, why don't you go to heaven.

How dare you say this.

You are just a seventh-grade editor, how dare you? He is the grandson of the emperor, the future emperor.

The real dragon he talks about refers to himself, dear.

Of course, on the surface they still act like I am handsome and calm.

The madam quickly blocked Shen Senguang's path. "Your Majesty, Su Mei is waiting for you inside. She specially waited for you inside and even arranged a dance for you two days in advance."

Shen Senguang pushed the madam away. "You know nothing. I think the oiran that this old man holds is more authentic, but you can't do this."

"I don't like the ugly Su Mei people, and I probably can't do that bad dance either."

The madam was dumbfounded as to why the elder's charm had lost its effect.

There was the sound of smashing bowls in the Jinlu Pavilion. It was probably because Su Mei was furious. The women in the Jiaofang Department no longer value reputation, but you cannot say that they are ugly or inferior to others.

The point is, a courtesan is indeed much more powerful than a humble courtier like you.

Therefore, the old bustard was speechless for a moment, and actually saw Shen Senguang and the Hanlin official walking out of the yard together and disappearing into the flock of wandering orioles.

Her expression changed. "Oh no, Anxiang Xiaolou is not under my management."

"If that royal pig goes to the surrender faction, things will be bad."

"Come here, tell Master!"