In front of the long table.

Three dice, a dice cup, and a male dealer with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

"Buy and leave! Bet big or small?"

"Bet big, I don't believe you opened five small hands in a row!"

"One, two, three, six o'clock. Little brother, do you still have money?"

"You can't believe it if you really recite it - can I always lose every bet?"

"You must lose, you must lose..."

In the daze, Du Bo suddenly felt someone shaking his shoulder, and a gradually clearer call came to his ears.

This call... is simply a 'curse' of bad luck.

Du Bo, who was savoring his sweet dream, reluctantly waved his right arm and muttered vaguely:

"Boss, call me when the car arrives and let me sleep a little longer..."

"Heyang City is almost here, what kind of car? If you don't wake up, I will put away the fairy sword!"

"What a fairy sword, what a Heyang City, we are not going to a gambling city..."

Shaking his shoulders even more, Du Bo raised his eyelids angrily, and just as he was about to wave his arms away from his best friend, the sight in front of him suddenly shocked him.

At this moment, he was standing hundreds of meters in the blue sky, with wisps of white clouds passing by him. There were undulating peaks in the distance, and an ancient city was vaguely visible among the mountains.

Raising his head slightly, a blue-feathered eagle struck the sky and let out an exciting cry.

Uh, in heaven?

its not right!

Du Bo clearly remembered that he was riding in the Lamborghini sports car of his best friend Li Fei and wanted to see Las Vegas. How could he reach heaven in the middle of a nap?

Subconsciously looking down, Du Bo found that he was sitting cross-legged on a flying weapon...

Up the great sword!

The sword body is entirely yellow, four feet long and three fingers wide, bold and domineering.

And what he was wearing was also a light blue ancient robe, uh, a bit like the Immortal Taoist robes in movies and TV series.

Looking back, I saw a burly man dressed in ordinary clothes also sitting cross-legged, with his right hand still shaking his shoulder.

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his expression was strange, but his words were full of kindness.

"Bishu (lose), are you lazy and sleeping again?"

What do you mean by ‘must win’ and ‘must lose’? Who is this person?

As soon as the doubtful thoughts arose, a strange memory suddenly emerged in Du Bo's mind.

That is--

Memories from the original owner of the body!

Du Bishu!

The sixth disciple of Dazhu Fengtian Buyi!

What's going on? It seems familiar.

Dazhu Peak, Qingyun Mountain, Tian Buyi, Song Daren...

Why does it look a bit like the world of Zhu Xian? Could it be that I'm dreaming?

Du Bo was shocked and instinctively pinched his arm, twisting it hard.

ah!

Not dreaming!

Du Bo couldn't help but roared in pain, and a scene flashed through his mind.

At the intersection, the brakes of a silver-gray sports car failed and it crashed directly into the stone pier beside the road. The violent impact and explosion... this was his last memory.

so--

After his death, he traveled through time to the world of Zhu Xian!

and--

He also became Du Bishu, the sixth disciple of Dazhu Fengtian Buyi!

Why him, just because he likes to bet and...code the Great Wall?

This is simply too funny!

The burly man in front of me looks like Song Daren from the Dazhu Peak lineage.

You are worthy of being called a senior brother, and you are indeed of extraordinary bearing.

As for the 'big sword' the two of them were riding on, it was clearly Song Daren's immortal sword 'Ten Tigers', which was also a well-known magic weapon.

After initially digesting the memory in his mind, Du Bo quickly completed the role change, and his mood became excited and surging.

The magnificent world of immortals, the incomparable magic weapon, the magical power that changes the world, the heavenly book that points to immortality...

Everything will be presented before your eyes.

Real and within reach.

Zhang Xiaofan who holds a fire stick, Lu Xueqi who uses Tianya to control thunder, Baguio who casts a spell with infatuation, Wan Jianyi who is heroic and arrogant, Zhou Xiaohuan who is quirky...

These Zhu Xian characters he admires will also appear one after another, and he can even get to know, interact with, cherish each other, and travel and explore together with them.

Fresh, flesh and blood.

Three-eyed monkey, water unicorn, black water black snake, nine-tailed sky fox, candle dragon, yellow bird, Taotie...

Legendary rare birds and beasts will also make their debut, and maybe you will be lucky enough to tame one of them as a spiritual pet.

Be cool and cool.

Thinking of this, Dubot felt great.

Turn around, stretch your arms, and close your eyes.

Let the strong wind pass by itself, and you will feel as if you are floating like a fairy.

At this moment, the 'Ten Tigers', which was flying smoothly, suddenly sank and began to swoop down towards the ancient city.

Before Du Bo could react, the swooping sword suddenly braked. Song Daren grabbed his shoulder and landed firmly on the ground.

Pointing together, sheathing the sword.

The movements are graceful and done in one go.

Seeing that Du Bishu still looked intoxicated with his arms outstretched, Song Daren patted his shoulder solemnly.

"Bishu, what are you thinking about? I agreed in advance that you are not allowed to have the idea of ​​'going to a gambling house'. After purchasing the cooking ingredients, you can wait for me at Shanhaiyuan."

"Ah? Oh!"

"Um... no, let's go together." Seeing the other party's misunderstanding, Song Daren still felt uneasy.

How can that happen!

"Elder brother, just go about your business, I promise not to go! How about we make a bet..." 'Du Bishu' spoke very fast, and even tugged on Song Daren's sleeves.

With a playful smile and a swearing gesture with his right hand.

"Betting? Don't you always lose in every bet? Forget it, we should go separate ways and hurry up. In the worst case, I'll tell my wife later."

The two grown men were chatting on the road, and the few pedestrians passing by were looking sideways. Song Daren quickly shook off "Du Bishu" and walked toward the east, muttering.

The tall and burly figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street...

Oh~~~

With no more constraints, Du Bo finally let out a long breath.

Although we don't know where the real Du Bishu's soul has gone, he has taken over the other party's body and memory, so he must leave some time to digest and become familiar with it, so as not to reveal his flaws.

Furthermore, he also wanted to take a tour of Heyang City and think about what to do next.

…

It was early morning.

The rising sun spreads its golden rays all over the street in front of you, leaving no blind spots.

The smooth bluestone road, the antique blue brick houses, the lanterns and banners in front of the shops are full of vitality at this moment.

Scattered pedestrians and vendors walked around in the morning dew on the ground. Occasionally, acquaintances would stop and chat for a while, adding a bit of fireworks to the quiet street.

These people, without exception, were dressed in ancient costumes, either silk, silk or coarse linen.

Shops on both sides of the street are opening one after another, and the bustle of the day is about to begin.

If it weren't for the flying sword just now, Du Bo would have thought he had mistakenly entered a film and television shooting base.
To be continued...