[Yi Tian] Breaking the cocoon

Out of caution, Song Qingshu didn't open the package, but carefully looked at the painting in front of him first.In addition to the small grids on the right side, there are three icons below.One is drawn as a burden, with "Backpack" written on it, and lives directly below those small grids; on the left is a scroll-shaped thing, with "Tasks" written on it; on the right, it looks like a book, with "Settings" written on it .Other than that, there are mostly decorative patterns, not many, and nothing else can be seen.

He turned his gaze back to the left again, looking at the ragged young man above, and recognized the clothes he was wearing now.Before they were broken into the current appearance, this set of clothes was specially prepared by sister Zhiruo for him to participate in the lion slaughter meeting.Now the clothes that originally set him off as a beautiful tree have completely dressed him up as a beggar, and I don't know if he should be grateful that no one can see him.

However, this picture is really clear, if it wasn't for the fact that the people in the picture didn't move when he was moving, he would almost think that what he was facing was a well-crafted mirror.Thinking of this, he reached out to poke the image with a complicated expression, only to find that the person in the picture turned around in the direction his finger slid, and turned to face him sideways.

This thing can move!

Song Qingshu squinted his eyes, and his eyes naturally fell on the reminder on the small grid on the right. After pondering for a moment, he reached out and clicked on the package.Just when his fingers touched the package, the package suddenly split into five and turned into several other things: a book, a strange square object, and three pills of different colors.

Song Qingshu picked up the book and saw "System User Guide" written on the cover, which was exactly what he needed most now.After opening it, the first page introduces how to use the system in detail.

This system is called the X2 Chengshen system, and its maker is unknown. According to the book, it has been bound to Song Qingshu's soul, and only Song Qingshu can see it.When using this system, you only need to call out in your heart. What exactly is the concept of "system" Song Qingshu doesn't know, but the function is clearly written: by posting tasks, doing tasks to get rewards, and then becoming a god.

Become a god?Song Qingshu scoffed at this, but continued to read it with the attitude of just listening to it.

The tasks are divided into "random tasks", "mandatory tasks" and "prestige tasks". Each completed task will have different levels of rewards. Accepting tasks and receiving task rewards are all in the lower right corner of the semi-transparent screen called "interface". at the scroll.Seeing this, Song Qingshu specially opened the scroll, and there was already a line of words called "Tasks for Novices" written in it.He tried to open it. The novice task is simple: read the user guide.Exactly what he's doing now.

Song Qingshu took the task smoothly and continued to read the guide.It mentions the reward and punishment mode for doing tasks.The rewards of random tasks are also random, most of them are currency "gold" and elixirs, and there is no penalty for failure; mandatory tasks must be done, and the punishment for failure is severe, but in contrast, the rewards are more abundant than random tasks, and can also open up the deeper layers of the system application; the prestige task is a fixed task, there is no definite reward when the task is completed, and the corresponding prize can only be received when a certain value is reached.

In addition to these, the system also has a "market" function, where you can use the currency obtained from the mission to buy things there, but this function has not yet been activated.Because the system energy was exhausted before and could not support more functions, so now only the most basic task system can be activated.

The entire "System User Guide" is eloquently describing how to use the system, but it is useless to Song Qingshu now.He tried to take out the elixir in his backpack, but found that he couldn't use it at all.He has no entity, and the only things he can touch are those in the system, but it's only limited to touch, which doesn't help at all.He wanted his body back more than these messy things.

Thinking of this, a wave of resentment rushed into his mind along with anger.Song Qingshu threw away the book in his hand, ignored the "mission completed" prompt from the mission scroll, and turned his gaze to the boy who was still tossing.If he had a choice, he would be willing to hand over all these things, instead of just watching indifferently in his current state.He thought of his past life that could have been peaceful but was messed up by that brat Zhang Wuji, and suddenly he looked at the young man with a bit of sharpness in his eyes.

The young man was completely unaware of his gaze. After all, he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was a little tired after tossing around for a while. He sat at the table panting for a few breaths, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea, and drank while his eyes wandered. Turn around and look at the furnishings in the house.When he saw the long sword hanging on the wall, his eyes lit up, he stood up, dropped the teacup and walked over, reached out his hand to caress the sword with some amazement: "Hey, it looks like a real guy!"

As he said, he took the long sword off the wall, Song Qingshu frowned, really wanted to shout: "Don't touch my sword!", but with his upbringing, he really couldn't say that.And——judging from the current situation, even if he yelled, the boy probably wouldn't be able to hear him.So at this moment, he could only watch the young man stroke the sword back and forth with a layman's face, and tried to draw the sword out of its sheath.But that technique was very clumsy, he didn't even know that there was a mechanism on the scabbard that could snap the sword out of the scabbard, so he couldn't pull it out for a long time, and his face flushed in vain.How can there be any trace of the demeanor of a young knight in that appearance?It is clear that ordinary people in the streets and alleys are ignorant.

"..." Song Qingshu was suddenly a little rejoiced that he and the young man were the only two "people" in the room at this time.At least such an embarrassing appearance won't let others look at it.

As soon as he thought about it, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, and he was startled.The young man didn't realize it, he was still wrestling with the scabbard, so when the knock on the door sounded, he sat down on the ground in panic, with a very sudden "plop".

"Little Uncle?!" A surprised shout came from outside the house, followed by a six-year-old Taoist boy who broke in through the door, and stared blankly at the young man's embarrassed appearance.

Song Qingshu covered his face with one hand: This is so embarrassing that even a ghost can't bear it!

The young man obviously also felt that the situation he was facing was quite ugly. He sat there for a moment and didn't stand up. Just recovering from a serious illness, I have no strength..."

Daotong reacted to his pointed words, hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said in disapproval: "Oh, my little uncle, you must want to go out to practice swords again, don't you? The ancestor was early Just tell us, you are not seriously ill this time, but you have to take good care of it! If there is anything, you can ask me and Qushui to do it!"

"This……"

"We all know that you work hard at ordinary times, but if you don't recover from your illness, practicing sword will only get twice the result with half the effort, won't it?" Daotong was obviously a chatterbox, and he talked at length from the moment he opened his mouth.Song Qingshu has already remembered the name of this Taoist at this time: Liushang, and Qushui are both father's disciples and grandchildren, although they are young, they are quite eloquent.Presumably, his father sent him to his side because he wanted him to persuade him!

Sure enough, the young man opened his mouth several times, but was stopped by Liu Shang. After all, he was not the real "Song Qingshu". He followed Liu Shang's strength and stood up, putting on a weak appearance, allowing him to help him to the side of the bed and sit down. , speaking clumsily - this person doesn't seem to be used to doing this, and there are many loopholes in his words, but how can ordinary people think that the "Song Qingshu" in front of him has changed?So Liu Shang didn't doubt it, only thought that the little master uncle was ill and confused, even coaxing and persuading him to answer every question, he finally coaxed him back to bed.

At this time, the young man had already given Liushang's name, and after lying down along the other side, he took Daotong's sleeve casually: "What is father doing now? When I get better, I will go and see if there is anything I can do to help." ?”

Liu Shang smiled and said: "The [-]th birthday banquet of the patriarch is coming, the master must be busy with it. Several master uncles are busy these days except for the third master Yu, the master can only come up when he has time."

The young man rolled his eyes: "The other masters, uncles...cough cough..." He seemed a little unsure what to call him, and the word "bo" was vaguely replaced by a cough, but Liu Shang understood , and said empathetically: "Young master uncle wants to ask what the other master uncles are doing? This... Actually, I don't know too well." He stretched out his hand to scratch his bun, "Master and second master uncle Sitting on the mountain, the uncle of the fourth master went down the mountain, and it can be calculated that he will return in a few days. The uncle of the sixth master went to Emei, but the uncle of the seventh master was there. The master said he was young and asked him to take his disciples to practice swordsmanship. He even said he was coming to find you!"

The young man secretly counted what Liu Shang said, and found that besides the "Yu third master uncle" mentioned at the beginning, there was one less, so he asked casually: "The fifth master uncle..."

Unexpectedly, before the words came out, Liushang suddenly gave a nervous "shh": "Little uncle, don't mention it! The ancestor said hello to us before, the ancestor missed the fifth uncle very much, and now his birthday is approaching, try not to mention it Make him sad!"

The young man responded blankly, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.Liu Shang was taken aback by his reaction: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay..." the young man murmured, but his face didn't look like he was okay at all. This appearance made Liu Shang more nervous. Just as he was about to ask again, he heard the young man ask again: "Then—— my third teacher Uncle... is there someone to take care of it?"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu frowned, but Liu Shang did not doubt him: "Of course, the third master's uncle's injury is still the same, and the master has already ordered Qingfeng Mingyue to stay by his side no matter what happens. "

There was a flash of excitement in the boy's eyes, but he suppressed it forcibly, lifted the quilt and lay down casually: "I see. Liu Shang, you go out first! I'm a little sleepy, let's sleep first."

"Oh... yes." Liu Shang replied in a daze. He was in the middle of a conversation when he was suddenly splashed with cold water and couldn't react.

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