Su Bian Cultivation World

"Anyway, brother, he is just an ordinary friend of mine. If you don't believe me, look at how his face could be a woman! Look at what transgender is so careless about what he's wearing, and he's wearing a Harry Potter T-shirt and big pants ?!"

"..."

These words were well-founded, and Zheng Ming was persuaded.

But other than that...

"Why is his hair so long? Singing rock and roll?"

Zheng Shu turned his head and glanced at Luo Jiujiang, gritted his teeth and said nonsense: "No, he is a Taoist priest. He just came down from the mountain not long ago."

Zheng Ming: "..."

Zheng Ming: "You think I'll believe this set of nonsense..."

Luo Jiujiang has been watching with great interest. Hearing that Zheng Shu has arranged such an identity for himself, he is not angry. Song of the blue sky, the land of the great floating Li. Received from Yuanshi to save people, immeasurably top-ranked, Yuanshi Tianzun, should be said to be classics..."

Zheng Ming: "..."

If Luo Jiujiang started with a fairly popular Tao Te Ching like "Tao You Dao, very Dao", he might have doubts again, but when the other party opened his mouth, it was a Dao Jing that ordinary people have never heard, then Zheng Shu probably I'm not talking nonsense.

The son was speechless and confused. The ancestor's attitude towards similar things in the past was that he would rather believe it than believe it. After figuring out that everything was a misunderstanding, Zheng Ming became extraordinarily amiable.

First, he happily apologized to Luo Jiujiang. First, he had just misunderstood his identity. It was because his unsatisfactory younger brother was usually unreliable. Second, he was too irritable just now. Just apologize for the power outage at home for some reason, and not being able to entertain him well (Only you don’t need to apologize for this, brother. Zheng Shu muttered softly at the side.)

With Luo Jiujiang's easy-going level, of course this unexpected episode is not on his mind.Besides, this accident is quite fun to think about.

Because of a misunderstanding before, Zheng Ming, who never cared what Zheng Shu and his group of cronies were doing, actually stayed and chatted with Luo Jiujiang about family matters.He asked Luo Jiujiang: "Where did the little Daoist get high in the past?"

Luo Jiujiang thought for a while: "Where. There is nothing high or low, just occasionally explaining (knife) scriptures to others."

Zheng Ming didn't really care which mountain he was chanting scriptures on, but he just asked a few words so that the atmosphere wouldn't get too tense.Seeing that Luo Jiujiang was unwilling to report his family background, he started a new topic: "How long has the Taoist priest been a monk?"

"It hasn't been long." Luo Jiujiang turned his head and looked at Zheng Shu's face in deep thought, "It's just a monk, it's not long."

Fortunately, Zheng Ming didn't consider the internal connection between "just became a monk" and "how did I grow such long hair", otherwise the scene would have been even more embarrassing.

"Is there something important for the Taoist priest to go down the mountain this time?"

"It's no big deal." Luo Jiujiang said lightly, "I had a fight with my man, and I accidentally got a little heavy on my hands, and I'm here when I open my eyes."

"..." Zheng Ming stiffened, he chuckled dryly, and felt that there was something wrong with his ears, "What did the little Taoist say?"

Zheng Shu on the side kept looking at Luo Jiujiang, almost begging him not to be so honest.Luo Jiujiang received his gaze, and immediately changed his words: "I was joking before. I came down this time mainly to play games-the signal on the mountain is not good."

After spending the whole afternoon here, Luo Jiujiang not only learned that the game is played with "play", but also what a wifi signal is.

Upon hearing this answer, Zheng Shu sighed in his heart, and slapped his palm firmly on his eyes; Zheng Ming was really not sure which of the two answers would make people sadder, but he just said it from the bottom of his heart. I feel that there is such a successor, Taoism really has a successor, seeing the pill.

Zheng Ming looked at Luo Jiujiang twice, and had a new doubt: "Your Taoist T-shirt... you Taoist priests also like Harry Potter?"

Although Luo Jiujiang didn't know who this green-eyed demon with a weird name, lightning was carved on his forehead, and a strange weapon, chopsticks and sticks was, who was so famous that he even had his mugshot on his clothes, but it didn't He smiled without changing his face and heartbeat: "Exactly. Good people don't know something. Foreign monks are good at reciting scriptures."

Zheng Ming: "..."

Zheng Shu: "..."

Fortunately, Zheng Ming didn't stay long and left, otherwise Zheng Shu guessed that he would have a sudden heart attack.

As soon as Zheng Ming left with his front foot, Zheng Shu rushed over to close the door with his back foot.He turned around and held Luo Jiujiang's hands, almost bursting into tears on the spot: "Brother Luo, why are you so honest?"

Luo Jiujiang's attitude is quite calm: "Usually, I tell the truth, because lies are unnecessary."

"But you've never lied, have you?"

"Yeah." Luo Jiujiang nodded kindly, "The existences that required me to lie were basically settled by me later."

Zheng Shu: "..."

Luo Jiujiang didn't mean to intimidate him, so he was just joking with him.Seeing Zheng Shu's speechless face, Luo Jiujiang himself first had a three-point smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.He asked in harmony: "Brother Ling is called 'Certificate', and you are called 'Certificate'. The names of your two brothers are interesting."

Who would have thought that it would be better if he didn't bring up this topic, but when it was mentioned, Zheng Shu immediately looked even more half-dead.He fell headfirst onto the bed, and gasped inexplicably in grief and anger: "Then you don't know the name of my newborn little brother."

"what is it call?"

"Zheng Ju, he's called Evidence! I'm just wondering, if my parents have another fourth child, will they be called Witnesses?"

Now Luo Jiujiang understood that although one of the two brothers looked more mature and the other looked more decadent, where did the same occasional convulsions and unreliability come from?

They are all inherited from the ancestors and cannot be changed.

That night, an electrician came to find the short circuit and repair it overnight.Luo Jiujiang was amazed at this kind of "electricity flowing in the copper wire". Zheng Shu was really afraid that if he shook his hand again, he would be a big spherical lightning, so he was relieved after repeatedly warning him not to play with the wire.

Zheng Shu arranged for Luo Jiujiang to stay in a guest room, stuffed him with an ipad, promised him to buy him a mobile phone and a mobile phone card tomorrow, and did not forget to tell the fairy to go to bed early.

To be honest, Zheng Shu still felt a little sense of accomplishment when he did this: in the past, his brother arranged him this way, but now it is finally his turn to arrange others like this.

When Zheng Shu woke up in a daze in the middle of the night, when he went downstairs to get a can of Coke from the refrigerator in the kitchen, he was passing Luo Jiujiang's guest room, and accidentally found that the light in the other room was still on.

He subconsciously turned his wrist and glanced at his luminous watch: three o'clock in the morning.

No way, so hard?

Zheng Shu knocked on the door of Luo Jiujiang's room, and then, how should I put it... He was not surprised to see Luo Jiujiang's hands were like the wind, with residual shadows on his fingers, playing games crackling.

——This girl also learned to scold teammates and give away heads.

Zheng Shu: "..."

The feudal remnants of his majestic Huaguo have been corroded by the sugar-coated bullets of capital so effortlessly?

"It's already so late, don't you still plan to go out tomorrow? Brother Luo, you really don't need to sleep?"

Listening to him, Luo Jiujiang put down the ipad casually — anyway, with his hand speed and operation, he wouldn’t be able to die even if he dropped it for 30 seconds: “Don’t worry, I’ve cultivated to my level, and I don’t need to sleep without food. Hugh, you can go from bronze to king in one go."

Zheng Shu: "..."

"By the way, there are more." Luo Jiujiang smiled very interestedly: "So you also have the term 'cultivating immortals' here, and it seems to be very common, doesn't it?"

nonsense!They are all successors of socialism, how can they cultivate immortals casually.Just as Zheng Shu wanted to shake his head, he suddenly realized that Luo Jiujiang might have been misled by something: "Where did you see it?"

"It's on the old wave scarf." Luo Jiujiang said lightly.

"..." Zheng Shu was silent for a while. He didn't know what to say, and then he spoke with difficulty after a while: "You registered for a Jiulang account? You don't have an email address, do you?"

"So I also went through the steps of registering an email address."

"..." Zheng Shu felt that he was hitting a wall like a ghost: "Using your traditional Chinese character Qiandu?"

"Not really. I found a function called 'microphone', which is quite useful. Living here is really interesting and convenient. A friend of mine who is not good at writing must like it very much."

Microphone...that's voice input.Zheng Shu silently smashed the wall in his heart for a while: as a modern person, he forgot this function when he taught others how to do a thousand degrees, but it turned out that the immortal cultivators figured it out by themselves.

The two talked for a while, and Luo Jiujiang suddenly remembered something and looked back. The word "failure" had jumped out on his dropped ipad, which was obviously because of his inaction. The crystal was pushed in minutes.

"Ah, I lost." Luo Jiujiang looked at the screen and smiled, and completely threw the ipad aside.

From the beginning of the meeting, Luo Jiujiang was very quick to learn no matter what new things he faced. Now it is rare to see this winner in life deflated, and Zheng Shu even lost half of his sleepiness.

Zheng Shu, who was more awake, finally remembered how they talked about the topic of "voice input" just now. He stopped standing at the door and took two steps into the room by himself, dragging a rolling chair to sit on it. Down.

"The topic went off the rails just now. So what, the cultivation of immortals here means staying up all night. Sleeping at one o'clock in the morning to refine Qi, two o'clock in the morning to build a foundation, three o'clock Golden Core and four o'clock Nascent Soul..."

Luo Jiujiang laughed out loud when he heard the words: "Very good, it turns out that forming a pill and forming a baby can become so easy. I really have lived in vain all these years."

"It's all just for fun, don't take it seriously." Originally, this topic was just a joke on the Internet, but today I really met a cultivator and talked about it in front of other professionals. Zheng Shu really felt a little uncomfortable. Sorry, there was even a bit of coyness in my voice.

"It may not be impossible. If all of you are determined enough and have enough faith in this matter, it may not be impossible."

"What?" Zheng Shu was stunned on the spot: "Isn't this just an ordinary sand sculpture joke on the Internet?"

Luo Jiujiang pondered for a while, and finally gave a relatively safe answer: "According to you, it is indeed just a joke now. But if everyone in this world—I say everyone. If everyone believes in this This theory, and at the same time more than half of the creatures agree, then it may possibly come true."

Zheng Shu: "More than half of the creatures mean?"

"Of course it's birds, animals, fish, birds, snakes and insects. Could it be that you don't have them here? I see that your family has cats."

"...Foreigners probably only know magic, and I won't mention those who don't understand cultivating immortals. How can birds and beasts have such brains. It's even worse for fish, birds, snakes and insects. The brains may only be a coffee spoon, and I don't think there are any. My little fingernail is big. Besides, if all human beings can really unite as one, wouldn’t it be good to believe in world peace? Why wouldn’t it be better than staying up all night?”

Hearing Luo Jiujiang's unbelievable prerequisite, Zheng Shu fell into a frantic complaint mode on the spot.

"Speaking of it, Great God, listen to what you mean, can all the fish, birds, snakes and insects on your side have one vote and call a referendum spontaneously?"

Luo Jiujiang has a very good temper, and he doesn't lose his temper after listening to Zheng Shu's rebuttals continuously.He spread his hands slightly: "The species here are a bit poor, and there are no creatures that can be called human beings. We have at least monster races and ghosts there. And the past of the world I live in is different from yours, although the ancestor gods created the world , but what separates chaos in our place is a divine dragon."

What a typical world of cultivating immortals, Zheng Shu's eyes were a little straightened when he heard it.He couldn't imagine how human beings could live together with monsters and ghosts, but...

"Although we don't have any goblins and ghosts here, we are not lacking in species at all." Zheng Shu pondered for a moment, and soon put forward quite favorable evidence: "Brother Luo, in your world, have you ever had blond hair, green eyes, and white skin?" human beings, or curly-haired, brown-eyed, dark-skinned people?"

"Isn't that just the shape of a monster?" Luo Jiujiang asked puzzled.He's still wearing that Yokai T-shirt.

"Hehehehe, this is Brother Luo, you don't know something. If you are curious, I will take you to have a look at it tomorrow." Zheng Shu pretended to be deep, and stood up slowly with his hands behind his back, neither hurried nor slow Leaving Luo Jiujiang's room without hesitation, I just felt so relieved——

Won!

There are no blacks and whites on their side!

Human beings selected by nature in our Darwinian evolution theory are not poor in species at all!

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Thinking about giving this flying fairy a good eye-opener, Zheng Shu rarely got up early the next day.

Zheng Shu cheerfully ran through the "basic itinerary for bumpkins entering the city" in his mind, then called the clubhouse to make an appointment for tonight, and then wandered downstairs to have some breakfast.

He usually never gets up until ten o'clock in the morning. Aunt Wang at home is used to his itinerary, so she was shocked to see him appearing in the kitchen suddenly, and then had to explain to him that the breakfast he hadn't cooked yet good.

He really got up too early today, and there is usually no need to prepare meals for him at this point.

"Your brother's porridge with lotus seeds and goji berry is still available, would you like some?" Aunt Wang was afraid that he would be hungry, so she proposed another option for him.

The two brothers of the Zheng family have different tastes. The eldest brother Zheng Ming has a typical Chinese stomach. The staple food can be served with steamed buns, steamed buns and sesame cakes, but there must be porridge for breakfast.

As for Zheng Shu's taste, it's much more lively. Milk, orange juice, pumpkin juice is all you can eat, toast, falafel cake, and occasionally cream soup.

According to Zheng Shu's later recollection, it may be that when he was a child, his eldest brother would hold him every morning to feed him porridge, and he really vomited.

"It's okay, it's okay, so do you have a lot of boiled eggs for my brother in the morning? If you have, give me two, and I'll just eat with milk and raw toast." Zheng Shu didn't care about this, and went to open the refrigerator first Take a bottle of milk—

He failed to take out the bottle of milk.

He stared blankly at the inexplicable object that appeared in his refrigerator.

He faced the refrigerator in his home without saying a word.

What's going on?This is not right! !Zheng Shu almost roared into a small theater in his head: It's obviously not like this, the refrigerator didn't look like this when he went downstairs at three o'clock in the morning to drink the happy water from the fat house!

This fucking is a refrigerated layer, not a freezer compartment!

It's no wonder that he looks silly standing in front of the refrigerator now. The refrigerator with the cold storage layer that used to be good is now covered with ice and snow, Yuzhu Qiongshan.Dozens of crystal clear slender icicles hang upside down from the top of the inner layer of the refrigerator, and the refrigerator compartment has been covered with a thick layer of smooth and flat ice, and the appearance even looks a bit like a stalactite cave.

The original bottles of milk, a dozen eggs, and his fat house happy water in the cold storage layer are now sealed in a thick layer of ice. Artistic sense.

Zheng Shu: "..."

This matter is enough for the last science column to perform a 10-minute suspenseful plot, accompanied by the most appetizing horror music, and finally listen to the final decision of the experts: the reason for this spectacle is entirely due to the so-and-so in the refrigerator Accessories not installed properly!

But Zheng Shu didn't need to find someone else's program group, he knew who the culprit was.

Zheng Shu shook his hands, and took out a handle from the refrigerated layer that was frozen thousands of miles away and snowed thousands of miles away, and it was the only item that was not sealed in ice.

He took out a long knife with a silver sheath.

Luo Jiujiang had already walked behind him at some point, wearing the Harry Potter T-shirt that Zheng Shu had randomly matched for him before, his eyes were very kind: "It is willing to hold it for you, I think it likes you very much."

Zheng Shu choked on his throat, neither up nor down, he turned around with a bitter face, and asked in puzzlement: "Big brother, why can I still put a knife in my refrigerator?"

That is to say, the capacity of the refrigerator in their home is extraordinarily large. If it is replaced by a normal refrigerator of ordinary people, this long silver sheath knife will not be able to fit in it.

Luo Jiujiang's expression was very calm: "Because it likes it."

Zheng Shu: "..."

I don't understand your swords in the world of cultivating immortals.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Shu suddenly felt that the long knife in his hand seemed to have gained a lot of weight for no reason, so he quickly changed his attitude to holding it with both hands: "What's the matter, is it conscious? Master Dao? Demon Sword Fairy?"

"That's not true. It hasn't cultivated its spiritual consciousness yet, but it just likes cooler places by nature." Luo Jiujiang raised his hand and took the long knife with a silver sheath that had just been in the refrigerator and was still covered with a thin layer of frost. took over.

He is not wearing a robe now, and there is no place to hang a knife on his waist, but he is carrying it with one hand, and his whole body reveals a kind of sharpness like a sword, even if he is wearing a Harry Potter T-shirt and beach pants. Can't hide it.

Fortunately, even though he has a sharp temperament, his expression is cheerful and gentle, without looking cold at all.In particular, there seems to be a happy smile in his eyes all year round, making people feel kind and curious even if it is only the first time they meet him.

As a single-celled creature with thick nerves, Zheng Shu didn't realize the danger in Luo Jiujiang at this time.He looked back stupidly at the refrigerator where he had been brutally murdered, and couldn't help asking: "Why is my refrigerator frozen like this?"

"Because it likes it." Luo Jiujiang threw out this answer again: "Maybe because the temperature of the upper layer is not low enough, so it made it by itself."

"...Then Brother Luo, why don't you just throw this knife into the frozen layer?"

The old god Luo Jiujiang replied on the ground: "No, I can't bear it. It's called 'Chengxue'."

Zheng Shu: "..."

As an illiterate in the new era who can even hear "Sister Xue" as "Xuezi", Zheng Shu spent half a minute to understand this: Oh, because this knife is called "Chengxue", which means to clear up snowflakes , so Luo Jiujiang can't put the knife underneath.Who made such a layer of frost like snowflakes form in the frozen layer?

Zheng Shu: "..."

People in the world of cultivating immortals don't understand.

Just at this time, Aunt Wang was carrying a tray and filled Zheng Shu's favorite buttered toast, vegetable salad and two glasses of golden orange juice and walked to the restaurant.She was a little old, and her eyes were not very good. When she got close, she saw the long knife in Luo Jiujiang's hand, and immediately ouched.

"Where did you get the knife? Did you get it in the knife cabinet? Xiao Luo, put it back quickly. Don't walk around holding the knife. You don't even know how to use it. What if you cut your hand?"

Compared with the casual treatment of Zheng Shu, Luo Jiujiang is much more pleasant when facing Aunt Wang.He first helped Aunt Wang take the tray, and he was not angry when the other party asked him to put down the precious knife that was qualified to live in the refrigerator, and said quite gently: "It's okay, I'm good at using knives. Auntie If you want to chop vegetables, just call me."

Zheng Shu, who was watching from the sidelines, was dumbfounded.

He kept grabbing Luo Jiujiang's clothes until he brought him to the restaurant, and before he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Luo, are you familiar with my cooking aunt?"

"Well, she also taught me how to use a pressure cooker and a rice cooker." Luo Jiujiang replied with a smile.

Zheng Shu: "..."

It’s true that the god of cultivating immortals has extraordinary ambitions. I saw on the Internet that those protagonists with supernatural powers or cultivating immortals have come to the modern age, either entering the entertainment industry, or investing in stocks and starting companies, vowing to stir up troubles in the business world, or directly selling some top-quality pills and magic tools Be a millionaire.

The fairy he met was so nice. He was addicted to games on the first afternoon, and went directly to learn about the pots and household appliances in the kitchen on the second morning.

But thinking about today's arrangement, Zheng Shu cheered up soon.Aunt Wang probably saw that Luo Jiujiang was Zheng Shu's friend, so she prepared the same breakfast for them.Zheng Shu was also very curious about whether Luo Jiujiang could get used to the Western-style breakfast of toast and vegetable salad.

For butter toast, when Luo Jiujiang called it "burnt ring pancake", Zheng Shu was already secretly laughing. After picking up some vegetable salad with a fork to eat, Luo Jiujiang couldn't help asking: "This white toast What kind of sauce is the sweet and sour sauce?"

"Salad dressing."

Luo Jiujiang listened to his answer, looked down at the vegetable salad thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, this is your pickle."

Zheng Shu suddenly laughed his head off.