Long Jiale

In the distant city Z, in front of Xue Zhenqing's house.

A young Taoist priest in white robe stood outside the anti-theft door. He stared at the cat's eyes for a while, then squatted down, holding a white talisman in his hand. The unknown flame burned the white talisman in his hand, leaving only Black ashes were scattered in the corridors of the corridor.

Centipede is not here.

But it has definitely been here.

In addition, in the room in front of me, there is still the breath of a white snake. I think the centipede should have swallowed the white snake.

Realizing this, the Taoist priest frowned slightly, his pretty eyes were very cold, and there was a cold star in his eyes like cold stars, it seemed that there was a wind blowing in the corridor for no reason, and his Taoist robe was blown up.

The Taoist priest in white robe, that is, Dao Ling, stood up, walked back to the elevator door, and pressed the down button. After a while, the elevator arrived, and he walked in.

There were already two teenage girls standing in the elevator. Seeing him coming in, they whispered softly, "Look, is that handsome guy playing cosplay? This gown is so gorgeous. I don't know." Which game's fashion appearance is it?"

"The wig is also very realistic, and it is definitely expensive. Is there any event in the convention center today?"

"He's so tall, he doesn't seem to have any makeup on, but he's so handsome."

Dao Ling didn't look sideways, ignoring the whispers of the two girls beside him, and he walked out of this residential building.

The sun was shining outside, and the beige sunlight shone on his white priestly robe. His long black hair reached his waist, and a blue headband was mixed in the black hair, and his long hair was tied up by a silver crown.

His attire is extremely abrupt in modern society. However, thanks to the booming Two-dimensional culture today, no one will treat him as a Taoist priest with an appearance like Dao Ling's. Cosplay lovers.

Sometimes girls would chase him and ask him for his autograph, and they would also ask him which booth he was at in the exhibition center.

Dao Ling: "..."

He was standing by the hidden flower bed, a purple butterfly flew out from his robe sleeve, the purple butterfly circled around Dao Ling, its wings were mottled with complex patterns, shining purple in the sunlight.

Taking a closer look, the right wing of the purple butterfly was injured, and the beautiful wings with purple patterns were swallowed by the black mixed black air pollution, and it was poisoned by the centipede essence.

The purple butterfly whirled and rubbed against Dao Ling's cheek, then stopped on his shoulder, and then a young boy's voice sounded: "Dao Ling, Dao Ling, what should I do, I can't find that centipede essence anymore. Medicine, I'm about to die, what should I do after I die, take me as a specimen."

Speaking of this, Zidie was a little frustrated, and her voice became low, "But I was poisoned to death, and I must have become black and ugly. The specimens I made must be ugly. I guess I can't use it as a bookmark for you. How about you?" I like to read scriptures, I have always wanted to make bookmarks for you after I die, the bookmarks made of butterfly specimens are very beautiful, but if I am poisoned and turn black, it will definitely not look good..."

"However, although I have turned black, I still look like a butterfly. My wings and flower shape are very beautiful. Do you like it? My wings are very beautiful, you must like it..."

The young Taoist priest had a scrambled well on his forehead, and he, who likes to be quiet, wished he could put the extremely noisy purple butterfly in his ear back into the sleeve of his robe immediately.

I shouldn't have saved it in the first place, it really saved a plague god.

The black centipede gobbled up the goblins and obtained their spiritual power. The purple butterfly was about to be murdered by the centipede. At that time, Daoling passed by, stopped and injured the centipede, and the centipede fled away. And the poisoned purple butterfly entangled him.

Dao Ling promised to help it find the centipede essence to get the antidote.

He blew on his shoulder, causing the purple butterfly that landed on it to stagger, and the purple butterfly yelled loudly, "Dao Ling, you are too bad, too bad, too bad."

"Shut up!"

Zidie thought to herself that she was going to be poisoned to death anyway, and I was afraid that you, a Taoist priest, as a noisy butterfly who would die if you don't speak, must finish all you have to say before you die.

"Hmph, do you think I will be afraid if you are so fierce? I am a butterfly that dares to die. I will be poisoned to death. I am still afraid of you. If you tell me to shut up, I will not speak? Just dream, I'm going to talk a little bit, and I'll disturb you to death and disturb you to death..."

Dao Ling took out a bottle of honey from his sleeve.

Zidie's voice stopped abruptly.

The young man's voice was cold: "If you keep making noise, I'll throw it away."

Zidie's eyes were fixed on the bottle of honey. On the cap of the honey bottle was printed a line of words "Nine-tailed Fox under Qingbi Mountain". This was a bottle of lychee honey. Zidie had never eaten such delicious honey.

It thought that its butterfly wish was probably to be soaked in honey as a specimen.

"I'll stop arguing, Dao Ling, don't throw it away, can you let me taste a little more before I die? I'm going to die, so you can fulfill the last wish of a little butterfly before dying."

……

Dao Ling closed his eyes, ignored it, but stretched out his hand to caress the wing of the purple butterfly that had been eroded by the dead air. His hand passed by, and most of the dead air dissipated. However, after a while, the dead air Comeback.

Such an approach treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

It can only delay Zidie's death time. If you want to save it, you still have to find the centipede essence.

Xue Zhenqing lived in Wangzhulou for a few days, and gradually became acquainted with Jixiang and the others. At first, he thought it was a bit strange to be with the goblin, but Jixiang likes to play games, and he also likes to play games. There is a lot to talk about.

Shen Zhoucheng gave him a copy of the improved Tuna Breathing Technique.

At the beginning, Xue Zhenqing held a book of kung fu as if he had found a treasure. After practicing for a few days, he realized that it was not easy to practice. It is really not a job for people to do boring meditation every day, especially not for young people with Internet addiction live.

Xue Zhenqing sympathized with Jixiang and said: "Sure enough, reading the protagonist of the novel is more refreshing." Long Aotian, the protagonist of the novel, just flips through a few pages to achieve a state, but in reality, how long does it take to practice hard?

Jixiang agrees very much: "It is enough to practice for a few hours a day. At other times, how to eat, eat, play and play, no matter how good the practice is, it is useless in this peaceful age. Why don't you come and run it together with Mr. Long Nongjiale, you see that Mr. Long is so powerful, he is not just farming, doing some tourism, etc. In modern society, it is necessary to find a serious business business."

"you are right."

It's really boring to practice by yourself, it's better to play a game and eat chicken or something.

However, after practicing the improved version of the exercises given to him by Shen Zhoucheng, Xue Zhenqing did feel the changes in himself. The specific manifestations were: staying up late and playing games for more than ten hours, no backache, shoulder and neck problems, legs and feet There is nothing wrong with it. The hand injury caused by years of e-sports training has automatically healed.

The body is great.

It's about the same as the peak period when I was 20 years old.

Xue Zhenqing quickly solved a game, feeling a little regretful: If I had known this, I wouldn't have retired in the first place.

He can still kill in the e-sports world for decades.

Xue Zhenqing sighed quietly, but, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition, it is better not to disrupt the balance of the game with the existence of this kind of bug.

Because of Shen Zhoucheng's love for this set of exercises, Xue Zhenqing agreed to join the Qingbishan Tourism Development Company as a staff member. It was still the kind that did not require wages. As a retired champion player, he was not short of money.

Xue Zhenqing was alone with no relatives and no reason, but he was very willing to stay in this place, it was lively and lively, and there were people chatting together on weekdays.

Therefore, he sometimes helps Shen Zhoucheng look at the peach forest during the day, helps tourists weigh the fruit, and eats a few by the way...

Shen Zhoucheng hugged the little fox, and looked at Xue Zhenqing hesitantly. Shen Zhoucheng originally invited Xue Zhenqing to join the job, but in fact he wanted Xue Zhenqing to help the Sanitation Office of Qingbi Mountain, which is responsible for the cleaning work of Qingbi Mountain .

Qingbi Mountain is still kept clean by tourists every day. Of course, this is all due to Shen Zhoucheng's wind blowing technique and Longyan burning garbage technique. Although the actual sanitation worker is Shen Zhoucheng, why can't this matter Make it public, so we have to set up a department responsible for the cleaning work of Qingbi Mountain to cover people's eyes and ears.

After all, sanitation work still requires "informed persons" to take care of it.

Shen Zhoucheng: "You are only allowed to name the Sanitation Office, not to actually do cleaning work. You can still play your games in your room during the day."

Xue Zhenqing refused to obey.

"I'm a former world champion, and you asked me to become a sanitation worker after I retire. I feel that I will be interviewed by reporters and gossip about e-sports. The content may be written as 'former e-sports player Xue Zhenqing, former fh team captain, After retiring from the army, he was poor and destitute, and was reduced to work as a sanitation worker in a small village in the countryside. Facing the reporter's interview, Xue Zhenqing held his broom and smiled miserably...'"

"You can't let me name the Sanitation Office just because there is a clear character in my name."

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

Fine.

If no suitable candidate for the sanitation office can be found, then Qingbishan's sanitation work is still an invisible special operation unit.

Afterwards, Xue Zhenqing broadcast live on the Maoclaw live broadcast platform. His game equipment and live broadcast equipment have been safely transported to Wangzhulou. Fans saw that he had not broadcast live for a long time, and asked Xue Zhenqing what he was doing.

Xue Zhenqing was qualifying, saw the barrage, and replied casually: "I found a job in reality."

[What kind of job did Team Xue find? It’s not easy for an e-sports player to get a job after retiring. Is he a coach?Is it the commentator, or is it the team manager? 】

[Da Xue is not suitable for commentary. 】

[The coach is really good, maybe he returned to the fh team, that's why he disappeared for a few days? 】

……

Xue Zhenqing adjusted his earphones, jumped out of the sky, and then responded to the barrage of fans: "I am now... a glorious cleaner."

【Hey... I really believe your evil. 】

[Hahahaha... Do you want to eat chicken map cleaners? 】

[Come on, come on, clean up the remaining 99 slags on the map. 】