The System Exploded And I Became The System

Wufang City, Zhou Family Inn.

In the bleak autumn rain, the streets outside the inn were covered with gray water under the dim sky.

In the inn, it was very lively because of the commotion.

And in the seat by the window, a man wearing a white mink coat was looking at the scene of river rain outside the window, calmly drinking warm tea.

The man seemed to be admiring the scenery, but in fact, part of his attention was on the several interlocutors on the table not far away.

"What I said is true! The road was directly buried by the landslide, and a large number of skulls were exposed like that!"

"I heard from a friend who is a government official that those skulls were originally at the mass graves in Yushan County to the north of us. For some unknown reason, they traveled dozens of miles and ended up on the road to the big city to the north of us!"

"Even in the mountains and forests from Yushan County to the landslide area, there are seven or eight skulls. According to my friend who is on duty, these skulls are heading towards us!"

Four men were sitting around the wooden table.

These four people were wearing ordinary coarse cloth, which was damp and wrinkled. It was obvious that they had been out in the rain for a long time before arriving at the inn.

Judging from the self-defense weapons beside these people and their dark complexions, it is not difficult to guess that they are in the business of traveling as guards or hunters.

The man who spoke was a man who placed a simple knife on the table in front of him.

"Just brag, can the skull still walk? Or did someone steal the skull after eating enough? I think it was just a mass grave that collapsed."

"A more believable theory is that many years ago, some villains piled heads on Jingguan, so they all looked like skulls." A short man next to him waved his hand in disbelief.

"Yes, I also think Diaoluobo's analysis is good." Another person among the four expressed his opinion.

"You don't believe it?" The man who told the story about the skull was in a bad mood.

"I believe it!" Suddenly, the man among the four who had not spoken a word, with long dirt hair disheveled, breathed a little nervously and said: "I came from Fuling City in the east, and on the way here, I also encountered a landslide! "

Saying this, the long-haired man's tone suddenly became panicked, as if he had witnessed some kind of situation where he was so frightened that he couldn't control himself: "Arms, all arms! In the collapsed land to the east, arms one after another looked like insects. , densely planted in the soil!"

"There is no way there are arms in that place. I clearly remember that I once dug a snake hole there and caught a three-meter-long snake and sold it for two taels of silver."

"You don't know, I dug more than two meters deep, and I filled in the soil behind with my own hands!"

"But it was only a few days! Less than half a month later, after I passed there again, I encountered a landslide. How could there be so many arms in that place?!"

"This is impossible! I dug so much soil there, and I have never seen arms before! Those hands, those pale hands, crawled to that place as if they were alive!"

The man's voice, even in the noisy environment of the inn and the eager popularity, was full of trembling.

But because there were people around, the words finally stabilized.

Beside the window, the man was always listening quietly to the conversation of these people.

The originally soothing brows were also slightly wrinkled due to inexplicable emotions.

"My eldest son, Wanhualou invites you to attend a poetry meeting tonight." The maid took the invitation and quickly came behind a man admiring the scenery by the window.

"Wanhua Tower?" The man withdrew his gaze from the river view outside the window and turned to accept the invitation handed over by the maid.

After traveling from his time, Zhou Wuji has gained a general understanding of the world these days.

There is basically no big difference between the world here and his side.

The only slight difference is that you can always hear some legends about gods and ghosts.

There are actually heroes in the world who can fight ligers and tigers, and walk across rivers.

Other than that, there aren't many differences.

As for the existence of Wufang City's Wanhua Tower, he also understood that generally speaking, this Wanhua Tower would not deliberately invite him. After all, in the memory of the original owner, this had never happened before.

"It turns out a guest is here." Zhou Wuji looked at the information mentioned above.

He had no interest in such an invitation.

Are you going to participate in the past and flatter these officials’ sons?

Thinking like this, Zhou Wuji suddenly smelled a gust of fragrant wind coming.

Looking sideways for a moment, he saw a woman walking out of the private room on the second floor, carefully escorted by a maid.

The woman wore a light pink silk dress, with a hosta wrapped in gold threads inserted between her hair.

On the beautiful face, there is a pair of round beautiful eyes, covered with some soft and intellectual beauty.

When the woman came downstairs, she also met Zhou Wuji's gaze.

"Only ten people in Wufang City received invitations. I just went out for a walk and met one of them. It was a coincidence." The woman covered her mouth and smiled, and her eyes also saw the invitation in Zhou Wuji's hand.

"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."

"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zhou Wuji felt something in his heart and suddenly blurted out.

There are cadences and slight pauses, as if the poem has just been thought out.

The originally gentle woman was obviously stunned by the sudden poem after hearing the words of the man at the window in front of her.

"The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is rich. If we hadn't met on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai... this poem?!" The woman's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and there was a strong sense of surprise in her eyes.

"When I see this girl, if I feel something, I just compose a poem to give her to her." Zhou Wuji smiled lightly, showing the temperament of a literary talent.

"Written casually? Are all these poems written casually?!" After the man in front of her said the poem, the woman lost her initial calmness: "I never expected that in this small five-square city, there is actually a young master like you. Such a great poet! This trip, just the poem you just wrote, has already made me feel it was worth it."

"That's ridiculous." Zhou Wuji waved his hand humbly.

"Young Master must participate in tonight's poetry gathering at Wanhua Tower. I feel that Young Master may be the protagonist tonight." Before leaving, the woman gave a warning with a slight blush on the tip of her ear.

Her words caused surprise to flash in the eyes of the maid behind her and the guards further behind.

The princess has never taken the initiative to invite anyone of the opposite sex. Even this kind of party-like poetry gathering, this scene is also a precedent.

"Any luck?" the man asked with clear purpose.

This actually made the woman stunned for a moment. After she came to her senses, she chuckled and said, "If you want a real reward, you can join my camp and compete with the poet recruited by the governor's son on my behalf."

"After winning, I will allow you to make a condition that is not excessive."

The woman's gentle words made Zhou Wuji ponder for a moment.

After a while, he leaned against the window and showed his white teeth: "So, girl, are you ready to meet my conditions after the poetry meeting tonight?"

"Young master, are you so confident?"

Zhou Wuji shrugged: "The girl has a saying that is right. If I participate in the poetry meeting tonight, I will definitely be the protagonist!"