A scumbag is not a scumbag

When he woke up, he was lying in a dilapidated ruined temple.

The rain in late autumn was pattering down. Although it was not heavy, it was cold enough to make his small body shiver.The traveler who had just escaped from the world of "beauty's scheming" saw such a bad situation when he opened his eyes. He looked at his hands, they were thin and dirty, and under the thin and tattered clothes, his body was covered with bruises. Zi Yi's scar moved his hands and feet a little, and he couldn't help gasping for air-it hurts.

The traverser turned on the system, which was dull and inflexible, at best a useless system for the eggs of a shuttle, and told himself where he was now.His current identity is Long Xiaoyun, a supporting character in the world of "Xiao Li Fei Dao".

[Task [-]: To spread the name to the world, requires three stars or higher to complete. 】

[Task [-]: The scumbag cleans up whitewashing, requires a three-star or higher completion degree. 】

Long Xiaoyun...

He thought about the information about this despicable villain, and quickly dug out some plots from his mind.In order to help Long Xiaoyun grasp his situation faster, Lord Shenming specially gave him the ability not to forget important plots due to the passage of time.Thanks to this ability, otherwise, 50 years later in the last world, Long Xiaoyun would have forgotten everything.

Why did he become a scumbag?Who has he failed?

——Li Xunhuan.

So, the main target candidate for this mission is this little Li Tanhua.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and Long Xiaoyun shivered; well, now is not the time to think about these things, the most important thing is to survive in this ruined temple in late autumn with a young and injured body Bar.

He tentatively wanted to go out, and he stayed away from exploring, but there was no hope of survival; but this young body was too fragile, it seemed that he had been severely beaten before, the pain was secondary, and the ribs and leg bones had already retracted. Injured and moving again, it is estimated that Long Xiaoyun will wear the title of "disabled" for the rest of his life.He had no choice but to strangle his plan to go out. Just when he was at a loss what to do, the dark night of the ruined temple was pierced by a bolt of lightning, crackling, and the flash of light illuminated a figure that suddenly appeared at the gate of the temple.

Long Xiaoyun's vigilance suddenly stood up, he didn't hear the slightest sound just now.

When the black shadow walked into the temple, he turned out to be an old monk in cassock/old/old robe.With a bald forehead, a snow-white beard on the chin, wrinkles around the eyes, and a thin body, a handful of Buddhist beads are twirling between his fingers.He raised his eyelids and glanced at Long Xiaoyun, who had serious eyes, said "Amitabha", and took out a hard pancake from the inside pocket of his clothes, holding the pancake in his hand like a dead branch, and handed it to Long Xiaoyun: "Let's eat."

"...Thank you, Master." Long Xiaoyun, a dying little beggar, thought that he had nothing to squeeze. Although this monk came out strangely, but... maybe he was a good person.He took the pancakes, restrained himself from eating until he was half full - the stomach that hadn't eaten for a long time couldn't bear the intake of a large amount of food at once.Long Xiaoyun told the old monk to return the remaining half pancake: "You can eat it too."

"For you." The monk refused, his words were still short and forceful, "Follow me."

Long Xiaoyun felt a little fuzzy in his heart, but he still sat up and reluctantly followed the old monk into the rain.His shoulders were held, and a warm air flowed from his palms to his limbs, warming his whole body, and the pain from the wound gradually subsided.Surprised, Long Xiaoyun glanced at the old monk.

This monk who seemed to be a human trafficker brought Long Xiaoyun to the nearby Shaolin Temple.

From then on, Long Xiaoyun became the most senior elder in Shaolin Temple—the closed disciple of Du Yuan.

Long Xiaoyun was stunned.

He patted his bald head, and Du Yuan just touched his head, and his hair fell down.When he was ordered by Du Yuanzhi to take a bath and get dressed, when he came out, he saw a middle-aged man who could be his father smiling and calling him "Junior Brother Xinyun".

"..." Does this count as cutting first and playing later?

Long Xiaoyun scratched the back of his head, revealing the innocent smile unique to children of this age.

"Ah, um, hello fellow brothers—and Master! Hello Master!"

Sitting in the first place, Du Yuan looked like a dry walnut with a dull face. He didn't answer, but just took a sip of tea.

Long Xiaoyun will not feel uneasy this time because of the attitude of the other party. In his opinion, Du Yuan is a kind old man who is not good at speaking. Pulled back.After saying hello, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed firmly to Du Yuan nine times.

Du Yuan touched his bald and tender little head just now.

From then on, Long Xiaoyun lived in Shaolin Temple.

He just started to study Buddhist scriptures and Dharma, but he still persisted despite being confused. Although Long Xiaoyun did not agree with the so-called "past life and present life" in the Buddhist scriptures, he still studied with a positive attitude.He doesn't believe in Buddhism, but he is willing to study hard for the sake of crossing fate and Shaolin Temple.

Senior brother Xinhu's eyes were sharp, and he saw Long Xiaoyun's thoughts. He hesitated and asked Du Yuan. disciples are teaching.A child at such a young age should be like a blank sheet of paper, but Long Xiaoyun is too... not like a child.

——Watari said four words.

"Reincarnation!"

Xinhu was shocked all over, he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, but his attitude towards Long Xiaoyun had changed, he no longer regarded him as a child, but an equal mature person.

In terms of martial arts, Long Xiaoyun was taught by Xin Mei, who has the highest level of martial arts cultivation.

He played the basic skills solidly, and never became impatient because he hadn't encountered inner skills and mental skills for three years, but became calmer and calmer.Xinmei was very satisfied with Long Xiaoyun, he taught Long Xiaoyun the basic boxing and footwork of Shaolin Temple, and only after he practiced absolutely incomparably, did he choose three special skills from the 72 special skills.

Long Xiaoyun's temperament was thoroughly understood by everyone in the temple as early as the past three years.His three views have already been finalized, and he is used to a busy and fulfilling life. Even though his bones are average, Shaolin martial arts value his heart more than his bones. His gentle and stable heart corresponds to the "Great Mercy, Great Compassion, and Thousand Hands Style", " "Nianhua Capture Hand", "Chengjing Finger" and other martial arts that are steady and not too aggressive, they are improving rapidly.

Although his martial arts has improved rapidly, but Long Xiaoyun has lived for a long time, and there are almost no thoughts of opportunistic and adventures in his mind.Instead, he was a little worried about whether his progress was too fast, which would easily lead to physical incompatibility, and what problems would arise instead.Knowing Long Xiaoyun's worry, Xinmei laughed out loud, this child finally looks like a child.

"Don't worry, Shaolin martial arts has always been slow work and meticulous work, but this slow work represents good or bad qualifications. Although you have made rapid progress, you are not shocking the world. Let go of this heart and practice martial arts! As long as you don't blindly pursue If you study martial arts and ignore Buddhism, then there will be no problems. Besides, how many geniuses are there in this world? You are just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning."

Xinmei said it very impolitely. If Long Xiaoyun was really a young child, his eye circles might be red, but as Xinmei expected, Long Xiaoyun suddenly realized, clasped his fists and thanked Xinmei, put down Afraid to continue practicing martial arts.

"I don't know where this kid came from. Oh, the abbot really picked up a really good kid." His eyebrows smacked and his lips smacked. Although Long Xiaoyun was hard-working, his posture and movements were naturally polite. .Unlike those soft noble children, but like a seasoned and mature general who fought on the battlefield...

The former General Long Xiaoyun also struggled to keep his balance on the club pile.

When he was young, he fantasized about learning martial arts and becoming a hero, something full of passion.With the gift of God, Long Xiaoyun finally realized his dream.With love as the foundation, hard work as persistence, and steadfastness as the pillar, Long Xiaoyun's fulfilling Shaolin career has passed 14 years in a blink of an eye.

Wu Chi's Long Xiaoyun suddenly heard a reminder from the system on a clear morning, telling him that it was time to find Li Xunhuan.

Thank you for the timely reminder from the system, otherwise this guy will definitely forget about this important event.

So Long Xiaoyun, a young man with a bald head, firm expression, tough facial features, and muscular muscles, asked Master Du Yuan to come out of the mountain gate to see the world.Du Yuan pointed out the door and agreed.Long Xiaoyun twirled the Buddhist beads all the way westward, and walked into the canyon with steep mountains on both sides.

—Here, he finally saw Li Xunhuan.

The author has something to say:

Some readers said that the third person is better, so this is the third person to test the waters.

If it feels awkward, I will change it back to No.1. If it feels good, I will write it like this in the future. What do you think?

In other words, this protagonist is the best I wrote!just!righteous!The most lucky value!high!yes...

Do you want to torture me a little bit~(*/ω＼*)