When an honest person is dressed as a scum [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Jizhou jumped up from the chair in the waiting room almost as soon as his soul returned to his body, and then shot out like an arrow off the string.

He also bumped into someone while running to the front desk.

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Jizhou bent down to pick up those sugar oranges scattered on the ground, and was patted on the shoulder suddenly: "Jiang Jizhou? It's you."

"Me, Gu Ci! When your department was embarrassing you, I stood in front of you." The mixed-race girl was holding a basket of small oranges. Seeing him stared blankly for a while, she smiled helplessly, " I stopped Chang Qing when she asked you to do the punishment task, but she thought that you could definitely do it, so she dragged me to the orchard to pick oranges. I didn't expect you to be able to do it, and you were the number one on the list of scumbags again. !"

No. [-] on the slag attack list...

Off track again.

It can also be regarded as a task talent.Jiang Jizhou forced a smile, and said, "I will treat you to dinner another day."

Although Gu Ci is like the moon, surrounded by so many stars, it seems that he does not need a meal, but Jiang Jizhou still feels that he has to repay.

"Let's do it today, I'm starving to death." Gu Ci was very straightforward, gave him a few small oranges and dragged him away.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it today. I'm going to apply for a vacation to the Small World of Cultivation, and it's urgent."

"Vacation? Sure enough, the life of the big boss is to make money and take vacations." Gu Ci looked envious and jealous, but she thought of something, and said, "But the vacation application will take several days to be approved. If you are in a hurry, My next mission seems to be to go to the cultivation world..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Ci witnessed this tall man with gentle and honest face suddenly grabbing his hand urgently.

"Can I help you with the task?"

Gu Ci's heart moved shamefully.

Of course it's good to have someone to help with the task... But taking advantage of others' danger also makes people feel uneasy.

Gu Ci asked him in confusion: "You are not going to find your lover, are you?"

Jiang Jizhou was embarrassed, he nodded slightly.

"The pursuit of love is so great, how dare I take advantage of you! You don't have to do tasks for me, we can exchange tasks, and the points still belong to you. When the time comes, just invite me to drink a few more glasses at the wedding!" Gu Ci suddenly righteous Bo Yuntian got out the mission token for the next world, and he no longer wanted to bend down for thousands of points.

Love is priceless! !

"However, entering this world of comprehension is different from other worlds. It seems that the memory has to be completely written off..." Before he finished speaking, Gu Ci suddenly felt the hair on his forehead being blown up by a gust of wind. There was no one in front of him, and she was dumbfounded.

Brother Jiang, why are you in such a hurry? !

[Ding Dang——Welcome to the world of comprehension, your task is to play the role of the cold sword cultivator who kills the master and proves the way. 】

Under the snowy sky, the seven or eight-year-old little prince, kneeling on the long steps in front of the vermilion palace, was stiff, his eyelashes were covered with snow, his little face was purple from the cold, he could no longer see his original face clearly, like a little snowman .

Only the trembling little hands placed on both sides can prove that he is still alive.

"Queen, please be merciful! Xiaozhou is young, he didn't push the prince into the water on purpose, he is only eight years old, he will die if he kneels for four hours in this twelfth winter month! Queen!"

The mournful cry of the woman woke up the little prince who was kneeling on the ground.

He opened his eyes, raised his head very slowly, and looked at the woman in the plain white dress knocking on the palace door.

This is……

what happened?

[Host... memory logout...]

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, he lost all strength, and his body fell backwards.

The last memory is the cry of the woman rushing towards him in panic: "Call the imperial doctor! Call the imperial doctor!!"

……

In the 27th year of the political calendar, two immortal cultivators from the Yuncang Sect came to the palace, intending to find a prince to be their apprentice.

There are more music and dances in the boring court, and more calculations.

The imperial concubines also left the table by changing their clothes, walked to the corridor, and whispered to each other.

"Have you heard? Those two immortal cultivators came here to choose disciples for Emperor Qiu Zun. They are Di Qiu's disciples! The selection of disciples is not so strict! I heard that they visited all over the world and only brought the prince with them." Let’s go up the mountain, when the princes’ aptitude will be tested on the mountain, it will be another screening.”

"The crown prince is so magnificent. He is only nineteen, and he takes over the government affairs. Which courtier would not admire him? When he goes to the fairy mountain, he will come back with immortality, and he will be a famous king of another generation."

"Don't be so sure, isn't there another prince?"

"Oh, you mean that prince?" The concubine picked up the veil, covered her face and smiled, her eyes were full of disgust, "He, didn't he freeze in the winter ten years ago? He shouted every day what? 'System system', can it be compared with the prince? The prince, I saw you again this morning, he was stupid, talking crazy, it's useless."

"Too."

The two concubines laughed coquettishly again when they talked about the prince, and they couldn't help yearning for the fairy mountain in their hearts.

Immortal, detached from all things in the world.

The road to seeking immortality is difficult. There are very few mortals who can step into the realm of self-cultivation, but the word "immortality" still attracts countless people.

Suddenly, there was a soft breathing sound from behind.

"Di Qiu, who is it?"

"That's a matter of the cultivation world, Di Qiu, the number one swordsman, that's all the mortal world knows. Who are you, why are you asking us?" The two concubines were startled by a strange male voice, turned around, and said sharply.

Immediately, their faces softened slightly.

The man in front of him was wearing the worst plain white cloth in the palace, with a thin body, holding a rabbit.

This person was the one they were laughing at just now, the second prince who was frozen in a daze, Jiang Jizhou.

Even the humblest maid is unwilling to be his concubine maid...

But seeing him today, the Second Prince's figure is really tall and straight, probably taller than the Prince's.

The concubine finished the ceremony according to the rules, a little unnaturally: "Second Prince, what did you hear?"

The thin man stood in the corridor, looking at them quietly, his eyes as pale as water showed no emotion.When the concubine was almost on her knees, he spoke in a very gentle voice, "I didn't hear it."

It really is a fool.

The concubines looked at him secretly, thinking that this fool has a good skin, neither mountain nor water, very handsome, but too pale, like paper.That's also the fault of his eight-year-old winter punishment kneeling out.

The banquet was still going on, and they couldn't leave it for too long, so they quickly found an excuse to leave.

"Hold on."

The two concubines looked back impatiently.

The prince holding the snow rabbit had a slender figure, leaning against the vermilion wall, as if he was about to fall ill at any moment.His voice was blurred in the wind, and he said, "The snow is heavy, be careful."

The two concubines had smirks on their faces, thinking: Why should Xue Da be careful?The second prince really spoke stupidly and strangely.

Without the laughter, this skinny man was the only one left in Nuo Da's backyard.

He was in a daze.

The rabbit who was at hand for a long time was dissatisfied and bit him before waking up like a dream.Jiang Jizhou regained consciousness, lowered his head: "Hungry?"

The personality of the host after amnesia seems to have changed a bit. Although he is very honest, he still feels that something has changed.

Therefore, the 555 system was not very happy to answer him, so it just lay on his arm and nodded the rabbit's head.

The second prince walked out of the corridor slowly.

On the way, I saw the two concubines falling on their backs, several maidservants rushed to help them up, the two stood up panting, and saw the second prince walking slowly in the distance.

The two of them couldn't help but think of the reminder from the silly prince just now...

It's a coincidence.

They didn't think much of it.

...

In this lively palace banquet, although Jiang Jizhou is an expensive prince, he only has a reputation. He sat in the corner and just buried his head in eating.

The maidservant who served beside him couldn't help but glance at him in disgust.

These two princes are like starving ghosts, it's really hard to be elegant.

As for the prince, he is really worthy of being a "Dragon Son". He can recite poems and compose poems at the age of seven, and he can commandeer a hunting horse and pull a big bow when he is a teenager.

Talking and laughing happily at this banquet, even when confronted with immortal cultivators, they didn't show any signs of emotion.

With such a tough opponent, the second prince can still eat!

Not only the palace people are anxious, but the 555 system is also anxious: [Host, you are someone who wants to be a teacher!! You want to find Emperor Qiu to be a teacher, go and curry favor with those two disciples of the Yuncang Sect, don’t make a fool of yourself!]

Hearing the words, Jiang Jizhou could only reluctantly put down his bowls and chopsticks. He looked around the corner of the resplendent palace and found the two with almost a sweep.

Why so fast?

Those two disciples of the sect were dressed in white clothes, they looked like immortals without talking, they were spotless, they were too eye-catching in this mortal world.

The prince was in front of them, chatting with them.

These two immortal cultivators have the same mother and compatriots, and they look exactly the same, but they are only static and moving, so they are very easy to distinguish.

The elder brother called Qi Han, and the other was Qi Yan.

Qi Han was courteous and thoughtful, facing the prince's temptations, he did not make any mistakes.But Qi Yan is too lazy to chat with mortals, and he doesn't have that much patience. He cut straight to the point: "Excuse me, Your Majesty, besides the prince, are there other princes?"

The prince's face froze, and he said immediately: "Yes, it's just that my emperor's brother froze his head when he was young, and he is stupid, I'm afraid..."

"That's a pity." Qi Han sighed.

It is impossible for Di Qiu's apprentice to be a fool.

"You two elders, there is one thing Jiang Lin doesn't know." The prince took the opportunity to sit down. After all, he is also the crown prince of a country, the most honorable person, and his actions felt very oppressive.

The path of cultivation is boring, but it is good to be ambitious.

Qi Han said gently: "You might as well talk about it."

"Why did Di Qiu suddenly accept apprentices?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence shocked the two of them.

Di Qiu is actually just a name, not the real name of that venerable, and no one knows the real name of the number one swordsman.All the monks only know that Emperor Qiu, the elder of Yuncang Mountain, is a monk in the tribulation period, and he is only one step away from ascension.

At this time, how many transcendence periods can there be in the cultivation world?There are only a handful of them.

Moreover, Di Qiu had reached this state a hundred years ago, and after a fight with Buddha Xiu Xuanming that was comparable to a fight with a god, he was seriously injured and has been in seclusion.

It is indeed strange to accept disciples as soon as you leave the customs.

But this is not something the two of them should know, they are just the direct disciples of the head of the sect, who were ordered to come to the mortal world to find people as required.

The prince also knew that the two distinguished guests did not want to say more, so he returned angrily.

The two immortal disciples behind him seem to have said something faintly: "Not tall enough...no white jade bodhi bead bracelet..."

The prince's steps were chaotic and he bumped into something. If it wasn't for a hand stretched out to support his arm, he would have almost fallen.

"Thank you." The prince smiled falsely and warmly, but the mask didn't wear for a few seconds, and the next moment it cracked a little, with a sudden hostility.

The cool jade-like wrist bone is not a white jade bodhi bead bracelet!

The author has something to say:

The original plan was to finish with more than 30 words, so probably this world will be finished soon after writing!

Crazy want to end ah ah ah ah ah [gradually become crazy]