A Beginner's Guide to Magic

Lu Yang thought about this person's attire.

There are two wooden hairpins on the head, which are indeed the plain clothes of a Taoist priest, with sand under his feet, and a slightly dusty face, with a wooden case on his back, and a bundle in his right hand. An iron whisk can be counted as a weapon.

Damn, why is it that such a simple person can knock out the four bastards that he can't clean up for a long time, but he can't do it himself?

Lu Yang would never admit that he was not good enough, but Feng Chan said in his ear at this time: "This little Taoist priest has extraordinary internal skills. Looking at the game, his lightness skills can probably be compared with that of yours...well, he is a A rare genius in martial arts, the world produces talents from generation to generation."

The old guy sighed, this was very strange to Lu Yang's ears, he only noticed the words "martial arts genius" at the end, as for "your guy", after hearing it too much, he automatically filtered it out.

The old Fengzi who hurt others would boast when he saw people, but when he saw him for the first time, he said that he would take him to see the king of Hades.

The difference between the front and the back was too big, and Lu Yang was so angry that he beat the wall with the hand that wore the finger.

The little Taoist rubbed his hands with a smile, looked at Lu Yang, and then at the proprietress. The smile was very kind and friendly, which made people really want to go and call Master.He said: "Actually, we Central Plains people are not all like those on the ground. Don't blame the girl, they drank too much wine."

Lu Yang was still furious in his heart, and he spoke with some anger, and rushed a little unconsciously: "Drinking alcohol will not change a person, it will only magnify their courage. They used to be lustful, and they are still drunk after drinking. A womanizer. Don’t Taoist masters understand these principles? What kind of world are you going out to mess around with? You can go back to the mountains.”

These words were full of resentment and exclusion. If ordinary people listened to it, they would most likely want to fight with Lu Yang.

Unexpectedly, the little Daoist just stared at Lu Yang for a while, and after a while, the smile on his face remained undiminished, as if he was born with no temper, like a dough that is easy to knead: "Yes, the poor Taoist has been taught. Actually, Meeting someone from my hometown in the Western Regions is also considered a fate, and I haven't asked the name of this very brave young man yet?"

In fact, from the first time he saw this little Taoist priest, Lu Yang felt an indescribably familiar feeling in his heart, but looking at that strange face, staring at those big piercing eyes, it was really uncomfortable. Knowing where is familiar is very strange.

He twisted his mind for a while, and then said: "My surname is Zheng, and my name is Dagan, Dagan who is righteous and magnanimous."

After finishing speaking, Feng Chan whispered in his ear: "Just talk nonsense."

Lu Yang has a thick skin, so he is not red.

Xiao Daoist lowered his head and smiled, and replied, "I'm Li Ping."

Lu Yang didn't know where his interest came from. He insisted on dragging his cultural accomplishment, so he said, "Where is Xiaoxiaoyu resting on the railing?"

The Taoist shook his head: "Apple's apple."

Lu Yang fell silent suddenly, and clamped Li Ping's throat with lightning speed.

The little Taoist didn't struggle, and was held back, and he wasn't angry, he was still smiling.

Lu Yang dragged him to the backyard, pressed him against the wall, put a wooden stick against his lower three vitals, and said in a low voice, "The name you just made up?"

Li Daochang was very calm. He waved his hand and said, "You can be called earning a lot of money, why can't I be called Li Pingguo?"

After observing, Feng Chan said, this man really has no malicious intentions, he can let go.

Lu Yang reluctantly let go of the restraint, patted Li Daochang on the shoulder, and said, "Nonsense, has Apple been introduced to China at this time?"

The proprietress was quite frightened, and after washing up, she went back to the room early and fell asleep.Lu Yang was sitting in the backyard, lighting a fire to burn meat, bringing something to eat for Daoist Li Jixiang, and guarding the door for the proprietress by the way.

Before speaking, Lu Yang specially took off the wrench and wrapped it in a cloth, and put it at hand, in case Feng Chan hears something that does not conform to his three views, and he will suffer from a nervous breakdown.

Li Daochang's journey has not been easy.After leaving the customs, first he was almost robbed by horse bandits, and then he was almost ruined by a lecherous female boss of a caravan. Then he got lost and went in the wrong direction. Before he came to this city, he hadn't eaten for two days.

He said sincerely that although he was a Taoist priest and he didn't like to eat human flesh, if he didn't eat this roast lamb later, he was desperate and even willing to peel and chew the four faulty lambs.

Lu Yang said, no wonder your eyes glowed green when you looked at me, so you were hungry.

Li Daochang took a sip of water and said, I'm not only hungry, but also thirsty. If it wasn't for the pain, I would drink my own blood to quench my thirst.

Then you are really cruel.Lu Yang said.

"I'm not as ruthless as you." Li Jixiang looked at him, then at the scars on his chest, frowned and said, "Brother, you have suffered so much through wearing a book."

Lu Yang wiped his face fiercely, since he saw someone from that world, he didn't hide it anymore: "Damn it, when I came in, this guy was only three or four years old, and he was just picked up by the broken master of Wanzhang Peak , What a disaster, soaking in the poison pond every day, and the food is extremely unpalatable... I won’t say much, you don’t know how I’ve lived these years.”

When Li Jixiang heard it, his expression became even more ferocious. He twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't help but contemplate for a long time before admitting in a low voice: "That... I wrote this book."

For a while, the small yard was extremely quiet, and the proprietress could almost be heard snoring softly in the house.

Lu Yang took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't take it anymore, so he grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them at Li Jixiang.

Even in the face of this situation, Li Daochang still refused to let go of the skewered mutton in his hand, apologized loudly while hiding, and danced almost a whole break dance, which was mixed with Lu Yang's angry, hysterical, and unpublishable The swear words are very lively.

Lu Yang gritted his teeth and threw the last stone, and his mood improved a little bit, while Li Jixiang shrank back in the corner, stuffing the mutton, and said vaguely wronged: "I don't know brother, you can Transmigrating into this person, no, I didn't know that someone could wear a book, and I didn't know that I could wear this book. I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have married in the first place... ..The string of words is wrong, I shouldn't have written this book in the first place... woo woo woo...It smells so good."

After a while, Li Jixiang finished eating the mutton in his hand, and leaned over again, showing a pure and harmless smile: "I can help you find the hero and heroine, let's hug their thighs in advance, Or find a way to make money quickly, so that you can live comfortably for the rest of your life, you don't have to continue to be the senior brother of Wanzhang Peak, and you won't become the leader of the Demon Cult in the future, and be criticized by everyone."

Lu Yang closed his eyes and thought about the group of people on the mountain, and then thought about Feng Chan. He took all the responsibilities on his shoulders.When he didn't want to carry it before, the morals of the world forced him to carry it, but now he doesn't have to carry it, but he can't let it go.

After pondering for a long time, he sighed, turned to the Taoist priest and said, "Let's find the hero and heroine. After I find the lost children, pick another flower, and we'll go back to the Central Plains."

Li Jixiang's eyes were still shining: "You have a lot of small tasks. Do you remember the names of the hero and heroine?"

"do not remember."

"You haven't actually read this book, have you?"

"That's right, who has time to read romance and martial arts novels, I'm so busy with work."

Li Jixiang curled his lips, and whispered bb: "I think my writing is not bad... It was a best seller back then..."

Lu Yang couldn't listen to the nonsense, so he pulled the meat stick out of his hand, and he immediately made up for it: "The male lead is called Pei Ningyi, the young master of Dongting Terrace, the female lead is Duan Qiqi, the young master of Peacock Villa, and the other is the young master of Peacock Villa. One with a gun and one with a sword, both martial arts are extraordinary, and at this age... the male protagonist Moyue is about the same age as you, and the female protagonist is two years younger than me. The two of them are secretly wandering the rivers and lakes under anonymity. According to the timeline, they The two will meet in the Western Regions soon."

Western Regions... Western Regions?

Lu Yang took a bite out of Li Jixiang's stick, and thought, what a coincidence, the hero and heroine happened to meet in the Western Regions when he was in the Western Regions?

Li Jixiang continued: "By the way, you, Lu Yang, were also in the Western Regions in the original book. You molested the heroine, and because of her appearance, you wanted to take her back to be Mrs. Yazhai. Later, the hero came forward and rescued her. Because In this scene where the hero saves the beauty, the heroine starts thinking about the hero."

Lu Yang was silent again, while others were a hero to save the beauty, he was on the sidelines, not only molesting people, but also being beaten.

His hands that held the mutton were trembling, and he said weakly: "Can I not molested the heroine?"

"Okay." Li Jixiang smiled and said, "I've time-traveled, and no one cares about it. We can decide what to do. When you arrive, even if you want to tease the hero, you can do whatever you want."

Lu Yang remained silent

"But be careful, many fateful plots will come rolling like the wheels of history."

Lu Yang asked: "What is a fate story?"

Li Jixiang licked the stick so clean that it almost reflected the light, then he put it down reluctantly, broke off his oily fingers and said: "For example, the hero and heroine will definitely meet, and the love line of some characters will definitely be the original ending. There will definitely be chaos, and some sects will definitely be wiped out... But since you are here, Wanzhang Peak will probably not be wiped out as a demon sect. Now Wanzhang Peak has not revealed any news, you guys The years are deep enough."

"I haven't asked you yet, brother, which sect do you belong to?"

"Can't you tell?" Li Jixiang pointed at his clothes triumphantly: "The twelve sects of the rivers and lakes, the head of the Taoist school, Yunbie Mountain, and I am not talented, just happens to be the eldest disciple of Yunbie Mountain."

Lu Yang was secretly startled, no wonder Feng Chan said that he is a martial arts prodigy, a majestic disciple of Yunbie Mountain, the future master of Yunbie Mountain, the most promising person in the most upright branch of Taoism, and he is only in his teens He dared to travel alone in the mountains alone, and it seemed that he had never suffered a loss, which was really unusual.

Looking at the righteous way of the world, and looking at himself as a martial arts scum, Lu Yang sighed and had nothing to say.

"It's all luck, hehe." Li Jixiang said with a smile after eating the last bite of meat.

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