After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

Yu Ning City, high-end apartment.

Yuan Jiuyuan opened his eyes, and in the blink of an eye he returned to this strange room again.

It happens to be Zishi, the time of communication of the day.

The pitch-black box on the low table was dimly lit in the dark night, and a crisp and mellow music came from it. I don't know what kind of instrument it is, but the lingering sound of the piano lingers.

Yuan Jiuyuan copied it in his hand, and the box vibrated slightly, as if the strings were resonating, and a few lines of missing radicals were displayed on the box.

【Business is calling】

【Swipe right to answer】

The name Shang Ze is very familiar. When I came here for the first time, everyone I met asked about his relationship with Shang Ze. He asked who Shang Ze was, but no one answered.

Yuan Jiuyuan was playing with the music box. He used to be the young master of Lixiao Villa. He had such a treasure in the shape of a white conch shell. When he tapped the shell three times, he could hear the mermaid singing.

Later, he was forced to leave Lixiao Mountain Villa, and the property and the house where he lived were burned to the ground. None of the elders in the clan wanted to be affected by his misfortune.

The music box in his hand turned on, turned off, and vibrated continuously. Yuan Jiuyuan put it on the low table, walked to the small room naked, picked up a piece of clothing and wrapped it around his body.

As far as he knew, this body was called Wen Gu, an actor, and the woman with glass eyes was his "manager".

This world has nothing to do with his cultivation, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth is thin, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky if one wants to practice.

Yuan Jiuyuan supported the bright mirror with one hand, and stared closely at his own eyes.

Deep and bitter.

He asked coldly in his heart: Yuan Jiuyuan, are you willing to be a waste?

This is an opportunity given to you by the heavens. Although the aura is thin and the practice is not easy, he has experienced the same situation thousands of times.

Even if the practice progresses slowly, it is better than staying the same.

He has suffered all kinds of contempt for the past three years, and his heart has long been as hard as a rock. Even if his mother commits suicide and apologizes in front of him again, he won't even bat an eyelid.

That night, the music box kept ringing until the box was extinguished, as if the lamp was exhausted.

Sister Xu came to Wen Gu's house early in the morning, bringing the housekeeping aunt with her. She had the key to Wen Gu's house, and came every now and then to add some food to the refrigerator.

"Wen Gu, go wash your face and put on your clothes, he will be here soon!"

Yuan Jiuyuan sat on the sofa, "Who?"

"Director Qin! Did you forget?" Sister Xu walked over while wiping her hands, and raised her jaw towards the bathroom, "Little ancestor, go wash your face and brush your teeth."

Yuan Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes, "Who is Director Qin?"

Sister Xu opened her mouth and burst out laughing, "Qin Guang, you helped him the day before yesterday. I was too excited yesterday. I haven't asked you yet. What does he want to thank you for?"

"do not remember."

Yuan Jiuyuan walked into the washroom, the small room was bright as a mirror, and in the middle was a deep snow-white porcelain basin with a strange shape, the top was smooth oval, but the bottom was like a big belly, and there was light blue water in it. water.

There is too little water for washing.

"Why are you staring at the toilet, brush your teeth quickly."

Sister Xu came in through the door, opened the bathroom cabinet, took out the toothbrush and toothpaste, and turned on the faucet on the sink.

Since Yuan Jiuyuan washed his marrow, he didn't have to worry about cleanliness. The shoes and clothes of practitioners don't get dusty. Even if they walk on muddy mountain roads, the soles of their shoes are still as white as snow.

After a brief wash, he changed into the clothes Sister Xu gave him. The round-neck top and trousers were lighter than the gown.

Sister Xu was drinking coffee, and when she saw him coming out, she sighed in her heart, her artists are so beautiful, and she has an extraordinary aura when she is heading to this station.

This is normal for Yuan Jiuyuan. Lixiao Villa is a family of cultivators, dominating one side in the mainland, sitting in seven prosperous cities. He grew up in the midst of prosperity and wealth. A talented comprehension genius, enjoying all the rare treasures.

Later, the sect that won the laurel crown and entered the world's No. [-] sect was known all over the world. It can be said that he was a young man with high spirits. Even if he fell into trouble, Yuan Jiuyuan's free and easy style still attracted attention.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Director Qin arrived at the appointment on time.

Standing behind him was an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a silk Tang suit, his thinning hair tied into a small bun on the top of his head, wearing black round sunglasses on his nose, and holding a yellow flower wood walking stick in his hand.

There are also a few tall men in simple clothes, who look like bodyguards, and one with a long cloth bag wrapped around the back, which looks like a sword.

The old man sideways avoided Director Qin, strode into the room with big strides, his eyes turned around the room, and fell on Yuan Jiuyuan, "You know Qingtao Twelve Styles?"

Seeing Qin Guang, Yuan Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of him.

"Wen Gu, this is Snow Dragon King of Liangyi Mountain. He was very interested in hearing about your deeds that day and wanted to come and see you." Director Qin broke the embarrassing situation.

Sister Xu opened her mouth wide in surprise, "You are the Snow Dragon King!"

Snow Dragon King smiled slightly and waved his hands, "It's just a false name."

If you want to ask the most famous master of metaphysics in the country, it must be Snow Dragon King. He is good at divination to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and it is very effective. Many famous people in the business and political circles are his disciples.

Xuelong King will not go out of the mountain easily, and he can cure diseases with one shot. Many first-line stars in the circle have charms drawn by Xuelong Wang in their homes. I just asked for a transshipment talisman and took it home to work at the company on the same day. I actually received a big order and it went smoothly ever since.

Of course, some people say that Xuelong King is a liar, but Xuelong Wang does not look at status, does not accept money or gifts, and only asks believers to light seventeen incense sticks for themselves every day.

Three years ago, Qin Guang was tired day and night, and got a rare disease. He visited famous doctors at home and abroad, but none of them could cure his disease. help.

After touching the bone, King Xuelong promised to cure his illness, but Qin Guang had to worship himself as a teacher and practice on the mountain for three years. Every day, he practiced a fragment of the inheritance in the Taoist temple, called "Twelve Styles of Qingtao".

I don't know when this book was passed down from generation to generation. A hundred years ago, Xuelong Wang's master's master used this fragment to establish his sect on Liangyi Mountain.

After Sister Xu was pleasantly surprised, she asked with a smile, "Why do you always visit my home?"

"Master, please sit down."

Director Qin pulled the sofa away and glanced at Yuan Jiuyuan, who looked calm, "The day before yesterday in the parking lot, I met a crazy self-media who blocked my car and forced me to do an interview. I saw him look crazy, as if he was mentally ill. He yelled for help, Wen Gu rushed out and knocked down the guy, and he is still lying in the ICU of the hospital."

"Ah..." Sister Xu looked at her artist in surprise, when did she have this ability?

Yuan Jiuyuan was indifferent, but Xuelong Wang was not embarrassed, he sat down and stretched his muscles, "I don't care about Qin Guang's movie that you miss him, but I don't believe that there is anyone in this world who knows Qingtao Twelve Styles, please let me know." Compete with my disciple."

Sister Xu looked at the tall, burly man with beards standing out, "No way! Don't make jokes, he doesn't know how to do it at all."

She looked at Director Qin, hoping that Director Qin would stop him, but Director Qin looked eager to try.

"Apprentice, it seems that you read it wrong." Snow Dragon King laughed out of his nose, and hit the floor with his crutches, "I see that he has no roots of wisdom, and his steps are flimsy, not like an insider in the Taoist sect."

Yuan Jiuyuan said indifferently: "I have never heard of Qingtao's twelve moves, and what I made is just the basic skills of the outer sect."

"What a child with a yellow mouth." Xuelong Wang clapped his palms and laughed. The Twelve Forms of Qingtao are the treasures of Liangyi Mountain, and they are priceless. It is too much to be said to be the basic skills of the outer sect!

King Xuelong signaled his apprentice to come forward, "You boast so much, please teach me, this apprentice."

"Teaching will be avoided." Yuan Jiuyuan glanced at it, and it was a foregone conclusion that he would swap bodies with Wen Gu. Although he didn't know where this place was, killing someone must violate the precepts.

Leaning on his crutches, King Xuelong got up, walked out with big strides, and said in a loud voice: "You are as timid as a mouse and dare to talk nonsense, let's go!"

Director Qin's complexion changed a few times, he nodded apologetically at Sister Xu, and turned to follow.

Sister Xu understood Director Qin's meaning, walked to Yuan Jiuyuan's side, sighed quietly and said in a low voice, "This time it's over."

No play?

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his eyebrows. This body was originally an actor. If there was no opera and singing, wouldn't it be that he would be hungry.

"Please do not hesitate to enlighten me."

Sister Xu's eyes widened, "Are you crazy?".

King Xuelong looked back at him, and waved his palm, "Very good, my disciple is Chang Qingzi, he is the world's top master, whether it is sword skills, saber skills, or boxing skills, he is at the level of a world champion. What do you want to use?" arms?"

Yuan Jiuyuan looked at the long cloth bag behind an apprentice, "Can I borrow a sword?"

"This is the Feihong Sword of our Liangyi Mountain. It has been passed down from our ancestors, so we will not lend it out." said the apprentice with the sword on his back.

Snow Dragon King raised his hand, "Lend it to him."

A young apprentice standing in the back row was full of excitement. He secretly took out his mobile phone, hid it in his hand and clicked on it to shoot.

Yuan Jiuyuan nodded at him, and took the Feihong sword from his disciple. Sister Xu wanted to stop her, but when she saw him using his wrist as the axis to easily pull a beautiful sword flower, she immediately shut up.

Snow Dragon King smiled, seeing that he had some skills, "That's right, you or us first?"

The corners of Yuan Jiuyuan's lips curled up, and he said lightly, "No, I only use one trick."

Snow Dragon King was taken aback, and laughed loudly, "So frivolous, come on!"

Snow Dragon King's apprentices looked at each other, and saw smiles in each other's eyes. They had seen many celebrities on weekdays, and they had naturally heard Wen Gu's name.

Yuan Jiuyuan held the sword in one hand, and the transparent sword body reflected a pair of warm and warm eyes, but the light in the eyes was cold and piercing, as if the soul and appearance were pulling each other.

Changqingzi's eyes flickered, the sword light dazzled and dazzled, making people dizzy, with the sharp and murderous aura, he was already in front of him from a distance of three or four meters. the coolness——

At some point, a sword was forced on the side of the neck, scratching an inch of skin on the neck.

A sword seals the throat.

The crowd fell silent.

Qin Guang sucked in a breath of cold air, and he knew the winner in a short while, and Chang Qingzi's level was far worse than "Wen Gu"!

Changqingzi broke out in a cold sweat instantly, he felt it more strongly than others, and he didn't have any chance to react at all, the person in front of him shot fiercely with elegance, he really wanted to kill him!

"Please." Yuan Jiuyuan cupped his hands while holding the hilt of his sword, and said calmly.

Congealed blood beads rolled down the white floor along the bright sword body, one drop after another.

……

On Qianhe Peak.

Wen Gu was lying on the table, his cheeks were stained with black ink, he was holding a brush in his hand, and there was a stack of white letter paper on the table.

Kneeling with the senior sister for a long time, he came back and made bigu pills, which solved the problem of hunger, but a new problem came again.

It is very likely that he will switch bodies with Yuan Jiuyuan tomorrow. He is very worried that Yuan Jiuyuan will reveal his secrets in modern times. He is in the entertainment industry, and there are paparazzi squatting in front of his house every day.

Although he had already decided to quit the circle, he still had to take care of his face. Wen Gu propped his chin, and had to draw up a mutual agreement.

Write a self-introduction letter first. Wen Gu learned brush calligraphy for several years when he was a child, and he is good at lower script, which is elegant and correct.

"Hello, my name is Wen Gu. You must already know my name. I also know your name is Yuan Jiuyuan. I am a rich second generation who is ignorant and idle. You can understand it as a dude. I'm sorry. I know very little about you, if you wish, you can write to me..."

"Yuan Jiuyuan, it's an honor to meet you, I hope we get along happily (^o^)/"