When Ziqin woke up from a state of weightlessness, what he saw was the vast scene outside the Great Wall. A low snoring sound came from his ears, and Ziqin realized that there were other people around him.
He sat up suddenly, his hand already reaching his waist, and the cold hilt of the sword finally calmed him down.
He remembered that he chose to enter the reward dungeon world, so he should not be in the white-haired world. However, he felt that he was still the Ling Xiao played by the white-haired world, and he still had the martial arts acquired in the white-haired world, which was extremely fierce.
Swordsmanship, Yi Jin Jing, Xuan Gong secrets, everything is there.
Logically speaking, except for special circumstances, existing martial arts cannot be brought into the world of famous people.
Ziqin rubbed his slightly dizzy mind and found that his mind was completely blank. There was not even a single memory of the original characters that he should have had after entering the world.
In the darkness, slight footsteps sounded, and Ziqin's figure suddenly floated out like a ghost. The next second, a long sword was placed on a person's neck.
This was a man with a big beard. Ziqin was sure that he did not recognize this man, but for some reason he felt that there was something about him that made him feel close to him.
"**, Ling Xiao, you don't have to put a sword on my neck as soon as you wake up."
Amidst the angry curses, the man was about to push Zi Qin's sword with his hand, but Zi Qin increased his strength and pressed the sword blade deeply into the man's neck.
"I c, Ling Xiao, you are crazy."
The man cursed again, but Ziqin still frowned. The man called him Ling Xiao. This may explain why he still has this martial arts, but he had clearly chosen to enter the clearance reward copy, why did he still
Ling Xiao, is it possible that the copy and Baifa's world are the same world?
"Who are you, why am I here, and where is this place."
Ziqin asked three questions in a row, and the angry bearded face suddenly calmed down. He turned his head and looked at Ziqin. In the darkness, Ziqin could see the extremely surprised look on this man's face.
"You, you have forgotten everything."
The man's expression was extremely surprised, and then incomparable pain emerged. People woke up one after another in the silence, and found Ziqin and this person. I don't know how many people gathered around in the darkness, but Ziqin came from faintly.
But it seemed that these people had no ill intentions in their words, and seemed to be just wondering why Ziqin would have a conflict with Big Beard.
"Who are you, where is this place, why am I here."
Ziqin spoke again. Although the words around him were heard in his ears, they could not affect his state of mind.
"I am Wu Sangui, Wu Changbo, this is outside the Great Wall, and the reason why you are here is because we are performing a mission, a mission to deal with the Demon Cult, and to prevent the Manchu Qing from invading the south."
The bearded man roared in a low voice, and he grabbed the long sword that Ziqin put on his neck. You saved me from losing my memory. I, Wu Sangui, thank you. If you want my life after this mission, I will kill you without saying a word.
Give it to you, but now, please understand the situation clearly. We are alone outside without any backyard or supplies. We may encounter the Manchu cavalry regiment soon. Hundreds of brothers here need my leadership.
Wu Sangui, outside the Great Wall.
Ziqin put his sword back into its sheath and frowned slightly. He was already sure that this was not a world with gray hair. Although the Wu Sangui in front of him was full of beard, he looked at least thirty years old. According to history, Wu Sangui was thirty years old.
It should have been close to the last years of Chongzhen's reign, but the only thing Ziqin couldn't figure out was why Wu Sangui would lead hundreds of them outside the Great Wall at this time. Logically speaking, Wu Sangui should have been in power at this time.
"You are Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of Datong. Why are you here?"
Ziqin frowned and asked, pretending to recall something.
"Fucking commander, I have so many thousands of people under my command. The Guan Ning Cavalry was defeated in the first battle and was completely killed by those lunatics from the Demon Cult. If your brother hadn't led the heroes from Shaanxi and Gansu to arrive, I would be a Manchu Swordsman by now."
It’s a dead ghost.”
The bearded man cursed, but Ziqin's brows furrowed deeper. Wu Sangui's words vaguely revealed a piece of news that Ziqin found incredible even when he thought about it.
This world is a world where martial arts determines the dynasty. It seems that martial arts battles directly determine the outcome of the war. Therefore, even in history, Wu Sangui went from the Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty and then to the dynasty he founded. The Guan Ning cavalry was never completely destroyed in this world.
The world was actually destroyed by the Demonic Cult.
Wait, Demon Sect, Ziqin seems to understand what kind of world this is. The copy of Baifa's clearance reward may also be that world. However, the world of famous people has always had limitations before, so Ziqin never thought of this world.
"Did Ji Wushuang do it himself?"
Ziqin frowned and asked as if in great pain. Wu Sangui reached out and patted Ziqin's shoulder with a smile.
"If Ji Wushuang hadn't done it himself, how could you have come out? If you hadn't come out, I would be a dead man now. Ji Wushuang has already mastered the magic skills. Apart from you, I am afraid that even all the masters of the eight major sects in the Central Plains will not be able to defeat me.
Better than Ji Wushuang."
Listening to Wu Sangui's words, Ziqin couldn't help but want to scold his mother again. The system really gave him a good identity, Ji Wushuang's only opponent.
Ji Wushuang, anyone who has seen Leslie Cheung and Brigitte Lin Qingxia's version of the white-haired witch will probably have a deep impression. She is androgynous, and her martial arts skills are unfathomable. Even Lian Nishang after turning into white hair is no match for her. She can control objects from the air and is ever-changing.
Baifa's ultimate skill of demonizing Lian Nishang. Hongyan Baifa is a super monster that can't even break through its defenses.
This tmd is a copy of the clearance reward, a massive amount of skill points and treasures. Is this obviously making him uncomfortable? In the white-haired world, he is an invincible master. Even if Huo Tiandu and the old monk Jingming can do it at the beginning,
There was a fight with him, but one of them was reclusive and the other was aloof from the world, so he was allowed to dominate the world.
And in this world, damn it, that monster Ji Wushuang never wants to fight back to the Central Plains. Moreover, the demon sect here is out in all directions. Coupled with the Manchu and Qing invasions from the south and the Southern Ming Dynasty, this world is full of murders and arson.
Wait, murder and arson.
Ziqin was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what a massive amount of skill points meant. Although the original White Hair World was chaotic, at least it had some control, but this movie version of White Hair World was filled with war and blood. He wanted the White Hair World.
He kills as much as he wants, but the system does everything possible to prevent him from earning skill points. In this world, he can kill as much as he wants to earn skill points.
"Pack up and we're ready to go."
Wu Sangui patted Zi Qin's arm and walked quickly into the crowd. Soon the group finished cleaning up. Wu Sangui and a few people who looked like leaders were walking beside Zi Qin.
"Tonight we attack the Bicha tribe. According to my clues, this tribe is one of the tribes with the largest number of followers of the Demon Sect outside the customs. Attacking this tribe can not only weaken the Demon Sect, but also attract the main force of the Demon Sect and reduce the border defense.
pressure."
Along the way, Wu Sangui introduced the next plan to Zi Qin, but Zi Qin felt something in his heart and secretly confirmed his guess. The reward dungeon for clearing the level was indeed a dungeon that gave him legitimate killings to gain skill points.
If in the white-haired world, it is estimated that even if there is a reason to kill, it will only be done by the army, and there is absolutely no possibility of him going. Once he joins the system, adjustments will be made immediately. The most likely thing is to immediately change the original simple battle.
Turn it into a battlefield mission to prevent him from earning skill points in ordinary wars. He may even end up killing ordinary soldiers and no longer receive experience rewards or gain skill points.
In the darkness, a huge tribe appeared in Ziqin's eyes.
"There are about 7,000 people in the Bicha tribe, about 1,000 warriors, and the rest are ordinary people. We will divide the troops into two groups later, disperse the horses of this tribe along the way, leaving them with no way to escape, and kill them along the way.
We are going deep alone, so we must take no prisoners."
Wu Sangui's words were extremely calm, but Ziqin shuddered slightly. If there were no prisoners, it would be natural for them to leave no prisoners, and in a tribe of 7,000 people, there would only be many old, weak, women and children.
"Brothers, we must put away our tricks here. This is war. If you don't kill those people below today, then tomorrow your descendants may have to kneel in front of their descendants and be slaves for generations.
, don’t think that old and weak women and children are worthy of pity. Each of those old people may have killed our compatriots. The next children of those women may be the generals who lead troops into our homeland. To pity the enemy is to be cruel to yourself. Remember that there are people in the world.
As the old saying goes, if you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, the spring breeze will revive them, and the hatred will only get deeper and deeper, but will never be eliminated. No one will feel your pity."
Wu Sangui's voice sounded repressed and low. Zi Qin could hear the deep and heavy breathing from behind. No one spoke in the darkness. Zi Qin believed that this was by no means the first time Wu Sangui said this. These words in Wu Sangui's mouth were caused by
The heroes he brought out from the green forests of Shaanxi and Gansu have already evolved into executioners.
However, Ziqin didn't know if he could do it enough to kill the old, weak, women and children. He stretched out his tongue and gently licked his lips. Wu Sangui next to him suddenly reached out and hammered his shoulder.
"I'm afraid there are many masters of the Demon Cult in this tribe. It's up to you to deal with these people."
Wu Sangui's words made Ziqin feel relaxed for a while. These words made him feel that his main target group of attacks was the martial arts masters, not the old, weak, women and children.
"rest assured."
Ziqin nodded, and a smile appeared on Wu Sangui's face. In his opinion, although Ziqin lost his memory, he still had the same effect on the team as before.
The Bicha Tribe was a tribe name that Zi Qin had never heard of before when he watched Leslie Cheung's version of The White-Haired Witch. However, Zi Qin was shocked when they fought. The tribe's ordinary warriors were just ordinary warriors with basic combat capabilities.
They were comparable to ordinary people in the green forest, but the masters in this tribe surprised Ziqin.
These guys are actually extremely strong. Each of these guys who are disciples of the Demon Cult use knives.
Ziqin is also an expert in using swords. Although Ziqin cannot use perfect swordsmanship in the white-haired world due to the rules of the world, his eyesight is still the same. The swordsmanship of these guys is not exquisite, but they are profound and ruthless.
The essence of words.
When a large group of people rushed out, Ziqin thought they could be dismissed easily, but when these guys brandished knives, Ziqin realized that these guys were actually very difficult to deal with.
Their swordsmanship is not exquisite, but it is extremely ruthless. Each sword seems to be a desperate effort, fighting for the lives of others and also fighting for their own lives.
From a normal person's perspective, these guys are all crazy.
Ziqin almost dared to say that if it weren't for Baifa World's mastery of swordsmanship, he might have to stay away from these guys.
After killing several people with his sword, Ziqin had to change his swordsmanship. Although the swordsmanship of Baifa World Peak was exquisite, it was not suitable for the scene at this time. The exquisite swordsmanship in the dense crowd would only make him
He died faster, and in the end Ziqin had to refine his sword skills again and again, and must use the simplest sword moves to kill people.
Twice, Ziqin even used the long sword as a knife to chop. When the last master with the knife fell, Ziqin had a layer of fine beads of sweat on his body.
These people's martial arts were definitely not strong, but their ruthlessness put a lot of pressure on Ziqin, and could even be said to be dangerous.
Just like a strong man shouldn't be afraid of kittens, but if there are a large group of crazy cats, even if the strong man can kill them all, he will still be frightened and even get bitten by one or two accidentally.
However, when the last sword master fell to the sword, Ziqin suddenly felt a prompt ringing in his mind. Unexpectedly, Ziqin opened the prompt and it turned out to be a prompt to upgrade and obtain skill points. This time, Ziqin was really happy.
Therefore, the number of knife masters he killed just now was only forty or fifty at most, which was far less than the number of people he killed in the green forest on the Shaanxi-Gansu Road, and his martial arts skills were definitely not comparable.
But killing these knife masters actually gave him a few skill points, which made Ziqin even more convinced that this world was indeed a world arranged by the system for him to use killing to earn skill points.
Moreover, apart from the skill points, Ziqin seemed to have a vague feeling that he still had some unclear understanding of swordsmanship. Although Ziqin could not grasp this understanding for the time being, Ziqin felt that this understanding had a great impact on him.
, and, as long as he continues, he will one day be able to grasp this understanding.
In the following days, Zi Qin began to kill with peace of mind. Wu Sangui was indeed a famous general. He led hundreds of people to fight outside the Great Wall. He passed by the Manchu and Qing troops countless times, but he was never caught by the Manchu.
The skill points Ziqin gained from the continuous killings in this world have reached a miraculous level of five.
After the skill points reached five points, Ziqin obviously felt that it became difficult to obtain skill points. After five points, Ziqin almost killed one-third of the knife masters he had killed before, but he never got any more.
A little skill point.
It doesn't matter. After all, the five skill points were already beyond Ziqin's expectations. The only thing that made Ziqin feel depressed was the glimmer of understanding at the beginning of the killing. Until Wu Sangui led everyone back to the pass, Ziqin didn't show up again.
Touch this glimmer of understanding.
A team of hundreds of people fought in a circle outside the Great Wall, but when they returned to Shanhaiguan, there were only more than a hundred people left, and nearly 400 masters were left behind forever outside the Great Wall.
Stepping into Guan Nei, which was still the territory of the Ming Dynasty, even Ziqin, who had already matured mentally, couldn't help but exhale slightly. At this moment, Wu Sangui suddenly laughed beside Ziqin.
"A friend comes to see me. I think you will become friends with this person. Although you are from the green forest and are evil, he is an upright person from a well-known family and is a popular candidate to be the next leader of the martial arts alliance."
Ziqin was a little surprised when he first heard Wu Sangui's relaxed words. Then he looked up and saw a familiar face. Ziqin was stunned. Although he had expected to see this person when he knew that this world was Leslie Cheung's white-haired world.
But when he really saw this handsome and enviable face, Ziqin couldn't help but be stunned.
The Zhuo Yihang in the book is a fool who has burdened himself with too many things. He is indecisive and even almost went crazy several times. He is a guy who makes Zi Qin extremely disliked. The Zhuo Yihang in this world is led by his brother.
The Zhuo Yihang who plays the role is definitely a Zhuo Yihang that can make anyone like him.
This Zhuo Yihang is elegant and unrestrained, and has his own characteristics in dealing with people and things. Most importantly, he is as kind as the Zhuo Yihang in the book, but he is not pedantic.
If it weren't for the old monster Ji Wushuang who could play with him in a thousand ways and even make him confused, I'm afraid the world would have lost one tragedy. Of course, it is also possible to lose one tragedy now because Ziqin is here.
"Don't introduce me yet."
Ziqin stretched out his hand to stop Wu Sangui from opening his mouth to introduce him. He walked up to the handsome young man and suddenly laughed.
"The only heir to the Wandering Dragon Broken Moon Sword, the closed disciple of Wudang Taoist Priest Ziyang, and the only disciple, and the most popular candidate for the next leader of the eight major sects, the dashing, handsome Zhuo Yihang."
Ziqin spoke with a smile. The young man who looked exactly like his brother was slightly startled, and then showed a relieved smile.
"I would like it better if you just said the last two sentences."
As soon as Sa Ran's words came out, Zi Qin and this Zhuo Yihang started laughing together, and Zi Qin once again affirmed that this Zhuo Yihang was countless times better than the Zhuo Yihang in the original work.
After getting acquainted with each other, this Zhuo Yihang turned out to be a talkative person. The three of them walked slowly up the city wall of Shanhaiguan and talked while looking at the vast scene outside the Great Wall. Just like in the original work, here it was Zhuo Yihang who was suffering from killing, so he wanted to
Exit the arena.
Hearing these words, Ziqin couldn't help but sigh slightly, which attracted puzzled looks from Wu Sangui and Zhuo Yihang. He secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, but Ziqin couldn't tell them that the reason why he sighed was because he knew that he had
We officially entered the plot of White Hair, so I thought of the ending of Zhuo Yihang and the Wolf Girl in the original work.
"Quit the arena, do you know what the arena is?"
Under the gazes of Wu Sangui and Zhuo Yihang, Ziqin asked lightly. After saying this, Zhuo Yihang's eyes showed a thoughtful look, but Ziqin smiled slightly and slowly stretched out his hand. (To be continued)
