The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

"Do people in the martial arts comment on me like this?" The flame-only face turned green, and his face was too distorted. The righteous martial artist is the most important of his reputation, "die on the belly of the bride", he can imagine how much humiliation this sentence has brought to his teachers and his family, and he can also imagine how outstanding knights slander themselves in their hearts .

Zhang Hao was regretting the rude drunk just now. Hearing the words, he was embarrassed and said: "It seems to be so rumored that you are fascinated by beauty, and you have been intimacy with the bride all night. The next day tomorrow, your body will be empty. Very violent."

The fireman was very angry when he heard it, grabbed the axe in both hands, and swung wildly at the empty work beside him. The strong vindictiveness hit the ground into more than ten long trenches. He panted heavily and tried to calm his mind. Yes, he turned around and asked calmly: "By the way, how is Hong'er after my death?"

Hong'er is Chen Baihong, a well-known chivalrous woman in the martial arts in the mid-Ming Dynasty. She is beautiful and beautiful. She is a disciple of the Huashan school. She likes to wear white clothes. She is called the Snow Fairy by the people of the rivers and lakes. There are countless mad bees and butterflies who do everything they can to seek her love, but they are unsuccessful. Into the door.

The jade-faced dragon, Chen Xiansong is not a simple character, the Kunlun school martial arts genius, looks better than Pan An, younger, and he is also in the realm of chasing souls and killing swords. This guy loves to molest beautiful women. , But at most they just occupy a little house, eat some tofu, they are romantic but not indecent, and most of the girls who have been molested by him will be allowed to be tricked by him and will not make any noise, so although the jade-faced little dragon is also a pirate Nicknamed, but apart from a few male parties, no one would bother him.

A chance encounter. The little dragon accidentally saw Fairy Dixue with a long sigh in a remote pavilion, and immediately approached him and talked all the good things up. Fairy Xue didn’t look at him in a daze, and the little dragon who had never failed in chasing daughters had a heart. Resentment, while Xue Fairy was wandering around, he used Kunlun School's superb light power to get close. He quickly left a kiss on Xue Fairy Qiao's cheek, then laughed and walked away. Snow Fairy covered the kissed cheek and stood in the pavilion desperately for a day and night.

On the third day, Fairy Xue followed behind the little Shenlong without speaking, but watching him quietly, scaring the former to flee, but no matter where he flees. Snow Fairy can always find him within half a day. When Xiao Shenlong molested other girls, she didn't stop it, she always looked at him with a bitter look, which made his desire disappear. When the little dragon went to the brothel, Xue Fairy waited quietly downstairs, the little dragon lived in the brothel for a few days, and Xue Fairy waited downstairs for a few days. At that time, the matter was passed on as Wu Lin Qi Tan.

After more than a month, the little dragon finally couldn't bear the conscience's condemnation. Apologized to Xue Fairy in a place where no one was there, and said that he would kill Ren Jie at his disposal. He never frowned, but he did not expect to hear Xue Fairy answer firmly and shyly: "You kissed me, and I am you. My wife is gone, and I will follow there when you go. I won’t bother with anything you do.”

The little dragon was greatly moved by this sentence, and immediately took the Snow Fairy to Huashan to propose marriage to her master. The two got married a month later. The guests were like clouds at the time, and the bride and groom dumped many guests with a pair of wall men. The next day there was news of the little dragon's violent death. The more it spreads, the more mysterious it is. In the end, it became "dead on the belly of the bride" and served as a negative teaching material for various martial arts, educating younger generations not to indulge in female sex. Then it was passed down from generation to generation. Even after nearly a thousand years, the martial arts family still uses this to warn younger generations.

Hearing the fireman asked about his original wife. Zhang Hao sighed and said: "I heard that Fairy Xue had guarded the tomb for you for three years. After the expiration, he squatted himself in front of your grave, and his body was buried with you."

"Hong'er, why are you so troublesome. I was drunk and died, and I still have time to consummate with you in the future. You are beautiful and beautiful, and you are still a virgin. You can remarry. It is not worth it to commit suicide for my dead man." The fireman knelt down and wailed loudly. The sound went straight through the clouds and could be heard throughout the Alps.

"Young human beings, what did you say to your cousin that made him so sad..." Other people could not understand Chinese. The old priest took Zhang Hao to the side and whispered, "Even when the cousin's parents died, He has never cried like this.

"Some things from a long time ago." Zhang Hao hissed. The old priest looked at the fire fighter with concern, but he didn't know the reason and couldn't persuade him. After thinking about it for a while, he set up a soundproof barrier nearby. Because the cries of the fire sirens were too loud, many dwarves onlookers were already nearby.

After a while, a middle-aged dwarf beauty was squeezed out of the crowd. This woman was very different from an ordinary female dwarf. He did not have the bloated body of a female dwarf, nor did he have the wide face and face of an ordinary female dwarf. Bronze skin, her skin is delicate white, she is not like a dwarf, but more like a human female, a miniature version of a human beauty.

"Old man, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying? Who has offended you? I'll teach him." The middle-aged dwarf beauty hugged the fireman from behind and whispered comforting. You said that dwarves and women are all mothers. , Dwarf men are all children. This sentence is not wrong at all. Even the old male dwarves maintain a certain degree of childlike innocence. On the contrary, most female dwarves are too gentle as long as they are 200 years old. Mother type.

Perhaps it was comforting. The Fireman slowly stopped crying. The female dwarf used the sleeve corners to help the Fireman wipe away the tears and tears, and said softly: "I'm a lot of age, why are you crying? , You are the idol of all the young people of the dwarf race, you must set an example, well, let's go back first."

"Little brother, let you watch a joke. I have been a dwarf for more than a thousand years, and I have long been used to the character of a dwarf. If I am in the Central Plains, most people will laugh at me!" Come together, it’s rare to see fellow villagers, everyone get together for a drink and chat, and there are some strange items in my house, which are a bit like things from the Central Plains, but they are not very similar. The dwarves can’t figure them out. The structure of the earth, I think you, as a descendant of the Central Plains, should have some understanding."

"You're welcome, kid." Zhang Hao bent over.

Seeing that they were speaking an unknown language, the dwarf woman asked strangely: "Old man, what are you talking about? As a scholar of history and linguistics, I know a little bit about the language of even the most remote ogres, why? But I have never heard of this profound language. Tell me what you learned there."

"Cousin, you are too anxious. Now that there are guests, it's not too late to mention them after the guests are settled." The old priest smiled: "You can't let others laugh at our dwarves and neglect the guests."

The fireman said in dwarf language and said to the woman: "Sally, you first cook a good meal and food, and then take out my treasured wine. I want to entertain this kid."

Sally responded meekly, and went back from the entrance to get ready. She is the descendant of human and dwarf races intermarried, with the height of a dwarf and the appearance of a human, and she is also the only dwarf woman who can be seen by the flames.

"Cousin, do you want to bring out that special wine?" The old priest smiled embarrassedly. "Can I drink a little too? I haven't drunk your local wine for more than 100 years."

The fireman laughed and said: "It's cheaper for you. I usually don't want to drink that wine. I make an exception today and I will give you a taste."

The old priest jumped three feet high with joy, grinning cheerfully.

Molten City is a mixture of rock and metal. The architectural style of the dwarves is good, but all the houses are the same. Even the roads and residential area plans are basically carved out of the same mold. After walking for a long time, It felt the same everywhere, and Zhang Hao gradually felt that he had lost his way.

The dwarves and old priests are very respected by the dwarves. Wherever they went, the dwarves shouted the names of the dwarves and the old priests. The two waved their hands. When they waved sorely, Zhang Hao's feet were tired. At last, the three of them finally arrived at the home of the Fireman, a small wooden house, incompatible with the surrounding stone houses.

The furnishings in the house are all in the style of the Ming Dynasty. The bed, calligraphy and painting screens, chairs, and large red round wooden tables, on the wall are painted landscape paintings of the old dwarf. The whole house reveals an elegant style. The old priest sighed : "Tsk tusk tusk, when I come to you every day, I always feel full of mystery. These wonderful arrangements are enough to make the elves lower their noble heads."

The fireman smiled and asked the two to sit down, and then went back to the inner room to carry out a lot of things, and carefully put them at Zhang Hao's feet and said: "These are the weird things I have received for nearly a thousand years. Look, Can you recognize them?"

Zhang Hao took a closer look and was embarrassed. He knew everything from matchlock to AK47, then shoulder-resistant rocket launcher, simple radio, MP3, Changhong plasma high-definition widescreen TV, and backgammon~www.wuxiaspot. com~ He didn't expect these things to drift to another world.

"The craftsmanship of these things is very unique, we dwarves cannot imitate them, and these characters are very similar to the Chinese characters in our Central Plains, but they seem to be simplified a lot, and they are not easy to read." The fire fighter pointed to the sticker on the back of the DVD. Precautions'.

"I recognize these things, but without tools, there is no way to use them." Zhang Hao did not lie, these guns have no ammunition. Without electricity, electrical appliances can't work, and he is a physical idiot. Just looking at the high school closed circuit diagram can make his head dizzy. It is impossible to create a transformer to transform the wizard's lightning.

"Really? It's a pity, I'm quite interested in these things." The Fire-Fighter sighed regretfully, suddenly remembering something, and quickly returned to the inner room, holding a long box.

"Look at what this is." The Fire-Fighter smiled mysteriously, and gently opened the lid of the box with his right hand.

"Zhenwu sword? Why is it here, isn't it enshrined in the sword pavilion of Wudang Mountain?" Zhang Hao jumped up abruptly.

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