The male god is about to wear and tear down

Lu Jiayi opened her eyes and fell to the ground.

His hand sank, and he looked intently, only to see a sword inlaid with pigeon blood gemstones in his hand.

There was a crack in the middle of the boulder in front of him, and some debris fell intermittently from the crack, as if something had just been brought out of the crack, so that the residue kept overflowing the hole.

Lu Jiayi waved the sword in his hand. Although it was heavy, he took advantage of it by accident.

So in one fell swoop, he heard the exclamation of everyone beside his ears.

He looked around.

I saw myself standing on a round platform surrounded by several strong men, their dark skin and muscular muscles were exposed where their vests were not covered.

These strong men all stared at themselves dumbfounded.

Lu Jiayi looked down the stage again, and saw that everyone in the audience was dressed in simple village clothes, leather jackets, shirts and silk skirts, with different hair colors and eyes, but they all looked at him in surprise.

Lu Jiayi looked down at herself, wearing a leather vest and checked nylon breeches.

In the distance, there are stone cottages and Banshi Street.

He silently thought:

Look at this dress, look at this urban construction, the current world...

Seems like a small fantasy village?

Seeing everyone staring at him petrified, Lu Jiayi thought again:

According to the procedure, shouldn't he act like a fool first?

"The sword in the stone..." A burly man on the edge of the round platform pointed at the sword and shouted, "He pulled out the sword in the stone!"

Lu Jiayi smiled stiffly, because she didn't clear her mind for a while, and was afraid that people would see through her exaggerated expression management.

The sword in the stone, Western fantasy, strong man, protagonist from heaven...

This story is very old-fashioned and very familiar!

A silent middle-aged man suddenly stepped out from behind the boulder.

This man was dressed in a pitch-black robe, with a gold border sewn around his shoulders. There was no superfluous expression on his face, and his eyes were deep, approaching Lu Jiayi.

Lu Jiayi looked up at him, and saw her own face in the other's eyes——

Lighter brown hair, lighter brown eyes, and darker complexion than in real life.

In this world, he looks like a healthy young man!

Not being an omega would be great!

At this time, the man waved his robe, raised his arms, and announced to the crowd: "My son, Kayi, is the dragon slaying warrior chosen by heaven. From now on, he will shoulder the heavy responsibility of punishing evil and promoting good!"

When the villagers heard the man's words, their expressions became lively, and they raised their arms and shouted to the sky: "Good! Someone finally upheld justice for us!"

"This evil dragon is finally going to be put to death!"

"God bless! God bless..."

The audience was filled with joy, only the group of strong men by the stage expressed regret: "Oh, what a pity..."

"I didn't expect that Jia Yi, who was so skinny, could pull out the sword in the stone!"

"This should not be achieved by brute force, it is probably a miracle from God!"

"Yeah, Kay was chosen by God, and he will definitely bring us the gospel..."

An old woman under the stage had tears in her eyes, and tremblingly asked the black-robed man on the stage, "Priest Vaid, we have been tortured for a hundred years, and one day, will this child end it?"

The man called "Baider Priest" was unsmiling, but he was close to the people. He knelt down and half-kneeled towards the woman, nodded and promised, "I have been in retreat for dozens of years, and I have cursed this dragon-slaying sword. Will cut off the head of the evil dragon for us, and bring us a peaceful life!"

The old woman wept with joy, holding the priest's hand with her old hand, and wept loudly.

Seeing this scene, the villagers in the audience seemed to be unable to bear the joy of victory, and began to wipe away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

The world is full of joy.

Only Lu Jiayi on the stage looked dazed——

Um?Didn't I come to find someone?

I just became the savior?

Yes!That's right!

Kay, the only son of Priest Ved, was originally a fool.

As the only high priest in the village, Bade retreated and researched the dragon-slaying sword, and sealed it in a boulder. He invited all aspiring young people in the village to compete together. Whoever can pull out the sword in the stone will be qualified to control it and become a righteous man. Dragon Warrior!

However, after several young and middle-aged men in the village tried, they all retreated and failed.

Only that idiot stepped forward with a hey smile, and easily pulled out the sword!

ah!Chosen Son!

ah!The sword enlightens wisdom!

ah!Another legend begins here!

This kind of story was once Lu Jiayi's favorite in the second year of middle school.

But he is an adult now, and he didn't expect to be the male protagonist in the story of the second year!

Being selected as a warrior, Lu Jiayi, who needs to march from the village to the village and receive blessings from door to door, is as calm as water.

The flower wishing ceremony is a custom in this Dizha village. When villagers need to pray for major events such as long-distance travel, childbirth, and illness, they will go door-to-door to receive flowers and blessings from everyone, so as to make a good fortune.

The dragon slaying warrior who is very important to the whole village must be the object of blessings from all the members!

At first, Lu Jiayi felt unaccustomed to such a process, but after visiting each family, he quickly integrated into the simple folk customs of the village.

None of the villagers completed the ceremony with a perfunctory attitude. Each family presented their own dried flowers, closed their eyes when folding the flowers, and said the most sincere prayers, and then put them in the warrior's flower basket.

The head of each household will also leave a blessing kiss on the forehead of the warrior before saying goodbye.

Such a ceremony can actually easily narrow the distance between people.

Lu Jiayi listened to the prayers of this household, and unconsciously immersed herself in it, as if she was a native of the village.

Diza Village is located on the border between the desert and the forest. It is a miraculous village with minerals on the left and flowers and plants on the right. Although the resources are rich, it is also full of disasters.

What I have to mention is the invasion of this evil dragon.

Although the evil dragon is a big worry for the villagers, the villagers have different opinions on Gayi's expedition to conquer the dragon:

"Gai played for us, he is an eternal hero!"

"Dragon slaying is glorious, and Kay is worthy of praise!"

"It's a pity that Jiayi has finally opened his mind, but he has to embark on this road of no return..."

"The dragon is raging, God, bless Kayi to return safely!"

……

The last household at the end of the village is a lively one.

When Lu Jiayi knocked on the door of this house, there was the sound of children playing in the house, and it took a long time for the door to open slowly, revealing the face of a kindly woman.

The woman had blond hair and blue eyes, and wore a coarse blue dress. The fabric was simple, but the patterns were embroidered delicately, which showed her ingenuity.

She smiled and looked at Lu Jiayi outside the door, and her voice was soft and pleasant when she spoke, "Jay, are you here to collect Zhuhua?"

The woman seemed to be familiar with him, so Lu Jiayi silently took care of it.

I saw her holding the pre-stored dried flowers in both hands, closed her eyes and said piously: "Jay's trip has been bumpy, Tien, if you have a spirit, you must bless him safe journey!"

Dried flowers were thrown into Lu Jiayi's full flower basket, and the woman stood on tiptoe and blessed him on the forehead.

"Is Brother Tien back?"

Just after the ceremony, a child in the room rushed over with a laugh, threw himself on the woman's lap, grabbed her skirt and looked out the door with excitement and curiosity on his face.

The child was naughty, but the woman didn't scold him, she just stroked the child's head lightly and said, "Brother Tien will not come back."

"Ah..." The child became frustrated.

More children came out from behind, and you said a lot: "Brother Jiayi, you must avenge Brother Tien!"

"Maybe Brother Tien is still alive, you want to bring him back!"

"I really want to see Brother Tien..."

"We all want to see Brother Tien!"

Seeing that this family is inextricably linked to him, Lu Jiayi was unwilling to let it go easily, so he thanked the parade team behind him, gave them the flower basket brother, and stayed in this family's house to rest on the pretext of taking a short rest .

The woman was also very enthusiastic, making black tea and serving cookies for him.

Lu Jiayi sat in the room and looked around.

The room was cramped and small, but the furnishings inside were complete, with everything one should have. It could be seen that this family lived a not-so-rich but happy life.

The house was very lively. I didn't see the male owner, but there were four or five little boys, and there was an older one, about thirteen or fourteen years old, who sat in the corner and looked at the brave man coldly.

Those children didn't admit to being born, they chased and fought with each other, and even those who were not afraid of trouble came to Lu Jiayi's side, wanting to touch the saber on his waist.

Lu Jiayi silently turned the sword to the side where the children couldn't reach, and coaxed them to play beside it.

"These children are used to being wild with Teemo, and they are a little out of control." Although the hostess said so, the smile on her face was still amiable.

"Timo is...that kid over there?" Lu Jia pointed to the boy who was glaring at him.

The hostess's smile froze, "Did you forget?"

"Hmm..." Lu Jiayi scratched her head, "It might be related to the sword, I can't remember clearly."

The hostess was not offended and patiently explained to him.

It turns out that she is the biological mother of Tien and Timo, who died when a dragon attacked the village a few years ago.

Tien is a kind person, and he is a very good friend with Gayi. He treats all the villagers sincerely and is very likable.

His younger brother Timo also admires his elder brother very much, and has always used him as an example to demand himself.

It's a pity that Tien was also taken away by the dragon later.

As a good friend, Jiayi is in peace, and he is still heartless, so Timo secretly hates him.

But Tien has always been kind to others, and Timo is no exception. These children are all homeless orphans. He picked them up and told them about Tien's spirit when he has nothing to do.

It seems that this Tien has a very close relationship with himself.

Adding that his mission is to slay dragons, Lu Jiayi has reason to suspect that this Tien is Zhou Heting's identity in this dungeon.

So he hurriedly said: "I will avenge Tien, and I will definitely execute the evil dragon! So, is there any portrait related to him, I want to keep it close to me, so that I can strengthen my belief!"

The woman was a little embarrassed and looked at Timo.

Timo hated Lu Jiayi very much, but when he heard what he said, and that he had obtained the Dragon Slaying Sword and was a brave man recognized by the heavens, he still had doubts and took off a pendant on his neck.

Timo wanted to give it to his mother, but her mother took a step back and insisted that the child talk to Lu Jiayi in person.

So Timo awkwardly handed the pendant to Lu Jiayi, explaining: "We don't have a complete portrait of Tien, only this one, which is his eye that I drew."

Lu Aiyi took it and opened it——

Crooked strokes, this painting skill is comparable to his.

But fortunately, he has grasped the key expressions. On the small picture, there are blue eyes and a little golden hair.

In fact, it looks very similar to Mom and Teemo.

Zhou Heting is a Chinese, so he shouldn't be blond and blue-eyed.

Lu Jiayi was sure that this person was just a background in his character design, and it was just the motivation of the character.

"You must, for Tien..." Timo was a little worried, and repeated his advice.

Lu Jiayi closed the pendant and held it in her hand, "Don't worry, I will avenge him!"

The author says:

What's the point of setting up suspense? You don't know Zhou Heting's identity just by reading the title (cover your face).

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