The life simulator of the strange world

Chapter 249 Letter to Bribe God
Zhu Qi entered the deserted temple, and the flock of sheep automatically dispersed to look for weeds. They don't know how to be full and hungry. Whenever they have the opportunity, they will choose to chew everything that can be stuffed into their mouths and then swallow it into their stomachs.

The huge food intake from the dragon clan also allows them to eat everything without getting a stomachache.

Lu Yuyan followed Zhu Qi into the temple. She glanced at the three of them and said nothing. Instead, she consciously tidied up the ground and spread a piece of cloth for Zhu Qi to sit down on.

The one with the highest strength is just a martial artist at the ninth level of martial arts, and he is not in the eyes of this little junior sister of the Qianyin Dan sect at all.

The three of them watched Zhu Qi and Lu Yuyan sit down and moved closer.

"He's a master." The man at the ninth level of martial arts leaned close to the scholar's ear and whispered, "It should be a master at the bone training level!"

"Bone training?"

The scholar obviously didn't understand the meaning of these two words, so he repeated two sentences with some doubts.

On the contrary, the little Shutong looked at Lu Yuyan twice more. She was handsome, and she also had a condescending and indifferent gaze, like a goddess of heaven's pride, which shocked the little Shutong into a celestial being.

"Yes" the man lowered his voice to avoid being heard by Lu Yuyan. A master certainly doesn't like others discussing himself behind his back.

Although Lu Yuyan couldn't hear his voice, Zhu Qike was different. He was in the third realm of martial arts and martial arts, and he could hear voices several miles away even if he covered his ears.

"In the army, at least you can be a general and lead a whole army!"

"Hiss!" The scholar was a little surprised, and after glancing at Lu Yuyan vaguely, he whispered, "Dujun Zhao, are you right?"

"It should be a genius." The man known as Zhao Dujun nodded: "The strongest general in our Zhao country, who can support the beams and pull the bulls, is the martial arts."

"Maybe she came from the mountain." Dujun Zhao said in a low voice, "On the mountain."

He repeated the word "on the mountain" deliberately.

"Immortal monk!"

The scholar's eyes have changed, there is surprise and curiosity, but there is no yearning.

Lu Yuyan couldn't hear the conversation between the two people who deliberately lowered their voices. She was already busy lighting the firewood, and then sat aside to meditate.

Those three people didn't have much comment on Zhu Qi. From their point of view, Zhu Qi was just a mortal, a shepherd driving sheep, maybe his role was to be a guide, Lu Yuyan would follow him into the temple only if he led the way.

The temple is very quiet.

At midnight, the full moon was covered by dark clouds, and the sound of whimpering and crying came with the night wind.

Zhao Dujun, who was dozing off, opened his eyes suddenly: "Your...Mr. Huang! Something is wrong!"

The scholar struggled to open his eyes, this kind of mess had already made him rest badly, especially when he was woken up by someone, he almost got up out of bed.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

"Yawn~" The book boy stretched his waist, but when he found that his son and Governor Zhao were looking at him, he shivered, completely relieved of sleepiness, and forced a smile on his face.

"Hmph!" The scholar snorted coldly, and the book boy was trembling so badly that he let him go with satisfaction.

"what happened?"

"Listen, there is mourning music outside." Governor Zhao pointed to the outside.

The deserted temple has no gate, and without moonlight illumination, the entire Fahong Temple is pitch black with extremely low visibility.

And in this night where you can't see your fingers, and there are sobs, ghosts, wolves and wolves, there is a sound of suona.

Lu Yuyan also opened her eyes. She also heard the suona sound, and her body stiffened.

It didn't seem like she was in a hurry and rushed into the three scholars here by mistake, but she knew that this was the territory of a thousand-year-old tree demon, and the other party killed her master, and even a master of swallowing pills was no match for him!

When Lu Yuyan turned her head to look at Zhu Qi, she felt relieved again. This master who doesn't know the depth is still there. No matter what the opponent's strength is, she is sure that it is definitely stronger than her master.

Because she gets along day and night, she knows how terrifying the pill-swallowing state is, but when she faces Zhu Qi, she finds that Zhu Qi's aura is like the sea, and she can't see the end at a glance.

With him around, my little life should be fine, but I can't put on a useless look, beg for mercy pitifully, because Lu Yuyan has already tried it along the way, and the other party is someone who will never be attracted to her. Influence.

Using small tricks will only lower her impression in the opponent's heart, so she has to show a desperate attitude.

She has found her own way of survival.

"girl!"

Governor Zhao stood up leaning on his sword: "We should have encountered something evil, why don't we join hands?"

Lu Yuyan took a sneaky look at Zhu Qi first, and found that Zhu Qi seemed to be really asleep with his eyes closed. She knew that this was the other party's choice and didn't care about her choice at all, so she nodded: "Well, what do you want to do?"

Seeing her agreeing, Governor Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "The strength of these evil creatures is unknown, but if you and I work together, there should be no problem."

While speaking, the funeral music outside the door stopped.

The dark clouds covering the moon parted and silver light fell.

Everyone looked at the courtyard of the Fahong Temple, their hearts skipped a beat. There was an additional team at the door, about 50 people, dressed in white, with arms stretched out, and yellow paper talismans stuck on their heads.

Protruding from the wide sleeves are claws with white hair, and the black nails are like iron hooks.

Looking around the first four or five people and looking back, it was a sedan chair carried by four people. Among the pale figures, the sedan chair was as red as blood.

Beside the sedan chair stood a mummy dressed as a matchmaker. There was no yellow talisman on the forehead of the corpse, so that people could clearly see her wide open mouth.

Before his death, he must have encountered some terrible scene, which caused his eyes to be wide open after death, and his eyes were full of horror.

It's just that if a living person sees her now, they will be terrified by her.

Further behind the sedan chair is the team playing the suona and the gong, and the gloomy mourning music came from here.

Governor Zhao slowly drew out his long sword.

"Master Huang, take it off and be careful." His eyes were serious: "The monsters in the mountains are nothing to be afraid of!"

The scholar nodded when he heard the words: "Thank you, Governor Zhao."

There was no panic on his expression, as if he was still holding a hole card in his hand.

Zhu Qi opened his eyes and took a look at the scholar. From his point of view, the scholar is just an ordinary person with nothing special about him, and those ghosts and ghosts outside the door are all zombies!

Although it is just an evil corpse comparable to the ninth level of martial arts, its body is stiff and its speed is slow, but a zombie is a zombie, with great strength, its body is invulnerable, and it is not afraid of pain or fear.

Not to mention the three scholars, Lu Yuyan had no choice but to run away when he encountered this group of zombies.

"Huh?" Dujun Zhao looked into the yard suspiciously, and he found that more than 20 sheep were sleeping on the ground, unaffected by the scene in front of them.

what happened?

"ho ho"

An evil corpse jumped in, Lu Yuyan punched it out, the evil corpse was knocked down by the weak fist, and rolled away.

The terrifying power of the Eighth Realm of Martial Arts is undoubtedly revealed.

Zhao Dujun took a look at Lu Yuyan, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the corpses with his sword in both hands. Compared with Lu Yuyan, who relied on strength to crush and open and close, his sword moves were weird, and his sword and feet came out at the same time, even if his strength was inferior. Yu Lu Yuyan was also able to repel a few evil corpses with his sword moves.

The two fought, the corpses were in a commotion, and more than a dozen evil corpses began to attack the door.

They could only stand deadlocked at the door.

Dangdang, the sword collided with the corpse claw, knocking out sparks, Governor Zhao did not lower the power transmitted from the corpse claw, and retreated in embarrassment.

Two evil corpses rushed at him, he hurriedly grabbed his sword and returned to defense, but he was still a step too late.

Bang!
A slender long leg landed on the head of the evil corpse, sweeping the evil corpse away.

It was Lu Yuyan who made the move. She was obviously a beautiful woman, but she always had an aura of opening and closing when she made a move.

Governor Zhao could tell that although the woman in front of her was a master of martial arts and bone training, she was only relying on her strength, speed and majesty of true energy, and she didn't know any martial arts tricks.

They can only fight by brute force, if there is a big difference in strength between the two sides, that's fine, but facing dozens of evil corpses, even if they are at the seventh level of martial arts, the ending may not change much.

"Thank you!"

Governor Zhao thanked Lu Yuyan, and continued to rush to the door, waving his sharp sword, forcing back the evil corpse that almost rushed in.

The evil corpses in front fought very fiercely, but the evil corpses carrying the sedan chair and the evil corpses behind them remained motionless, waiting quietly, they simply acted as spectators.

Stabbing, the corpse claw hooked Dujun Zhao's sleeve, pulled his arm, and hooked off a large piece of flesh.

"Director Zhao!" The book boy couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.

Injured on the right arm, Governor Zhao's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. He obviously focused on practicing swords with his right hand, while his left hand gripped the sword in a flustered and stiff manner. Although the pressure was relieved for the time being, Governor Zhao was still pushed back non-stop. .

He can't take it anymore!
Due to Dujun Zhao's sudden injury and retreat, the pressure Lu Yuyan had to bear doubled. She could only fight and retreat, lest she be caught by the claws of the corpse.

"My lord, what should I do?" The book boy's voice suddenly became sharp, and the deliberately thick voice returned to normal at this time, with a sense of femininity that is definitely not what normal men have.

"rest assured"

The scholar took a deep breath.

"Girl, Governor Zhao, please try to delay it for a while longer."

"Yes!" Governor Zhao nodded, and he agreed to the scholar's order without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Yuyan turned around and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

In fact, the action of turning around was not to look at the scholar, but to look at Zhu Qi. Lu Yuyan saw interest in Zhu Qi's eyes, and she knew that Zhu Qi was interested in the scholar.

Then she can only work hard to stalemate.

In fact, Lu Yuyan did not complain in her heart. Zhu Qi treats a beauty like herself as a servant, but she also understands that strength is everything. Expressing her dissatisfaction at this time can't get anything except making Zhu Qi unhappy.

She still has to rely on Zhu Qi to deal with the Yin Dan sect.

"I have!"

The scholar nodded, and said to the feminine bookboy beside him, "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Yes" the book boy seemed to let go of himself, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the book basket, and laid the book basket flat, serving as a desk for the scholar to write.

Zhu Qi watched with great interest the bookboy studying ink, and the scholar picking up a pen to write.

It was already the time when the ass was on fire, and a scholar without much mana actually acted calmly. Is this like some online novels, as long as you say two sentences and copy two poems, you can get the power of the so-called "Confucianism" ?

It is not surprising to him that different powers appear on different planets in the same world.

But as he took a closer look, he found something was wrong.

First of all, the characters written by the scholar are the same as those used by Dayan, which shows that there is indeed a connection between the cultivation civilizations. This is not beyond his expectations. There are alien races in the sky above Dayan's head.

Civilization has never been isolated.

Next, look at what the scholar wrote.

"I implore the immortals of the Yuanfang Realm to help me. I am willing to offer ten thousand taels of gold, ten temples, one hundred women, and Zhao Shanhe, the prince of Zhao Kingdom."

Zhu Qi was a little surprised.

It wasn't that he was surprised that the other party was the prince of Zhao State. According to Lu Yuyan, Zhao State was the only country in Yuanfang, and all the transcendent forces were in the deep mountains and old forests.

The reason why he was surprised was because of what Zhao Shanhe wrote in his letter.

Sending gold, building temples, sending beautiful women, and then begging gods for help, this is a bit strange.

And looking at Zhao Shanhe's expression, it seems that he has no doubt that he can invite God to succeed.

"That's interesting."

Things like gold, silver and treasure, not to mention gods, even Zhu Qi himself is not rare.

The gods in this world are really ordinary, and there are some taboos.

Zhao Shanhe stopped writing, lit the letter, and a wisp of green smoke slowly floated into the sky after burning.

"Ah!" Dujun Zhao was hit again, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

The book boy hurried forward to help.

"Ahem!" Dujun Zhao spat out a lot of muddy organs and meat: "Haha, it's much more comfortable! Please punish me, my lord, I can't bear it anymore."

Lu Yuyan couldn't hold on anymore, and tried her best to get back to Zhu Qi's side before her true energy was exhausted.

There was no obstruction from the group of corpses, and they jumped into the door.

"Grand... son..."

The book boy shivered as he looked at the group of corpses jumping over step by step.

Zhao Shanhe was unmoved.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky.

"On the eighth day of next month, we need to meet you"

A voice enveloped the Fahong Temple.

Zhao Shanhe nodded respectfully: "Yes."

The gods in the sky replied?

Then a thunderbolt fell, and the corpses were split apart and charred.

The group of corpses that made Dujun Zhao and Lu Yuyan scramble and fell into a desperate situation were wiped out just like that.

"This is the three realms of the art of surgery!"

Zhu Qi is very sure that the ability of the other party is the change of the world mastered by the three realms. The opponent is very likely to be a master of the three realms of art. As for how its real strength compares with his own, Zhu Qi is not sure.

He wasn't sure if the immortal was purely from the Three Realms, or if his promotion was lacking in the Three Realms. After all, he just took a tricky way of refining the golden elixir.

"The gods in this world still have a lot to study."

The gods can accept bribes to destroy the demons, and the gods also used skills that can only be mastered in the three realms of magic, how can Zhu Qi not be interested.

The corpses were crackling and crooked, all of them were pitch black, and their original appearance could not be seen.

The red sedan chair was also split open, revealing the scorched corpse inside.

"call"

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Shanhe looked at Lu Yuyan: "Girl, I am Zhao Shanhe, the prince of Zhao, the future heir. You are good at martial arts, why don't you follow me?"

Lu Yuyan shook her head: "Not interested."

If the Yindan Sect wants to destroy the Zhao Kingdom, it will not take much effort. This is the performance of mastering high-end combat power. She does not believe that a so-called prince can help her.

Zhao Shanhe didn't persuade much, but said: "If you have an idea, you can come to the prince's mansion in the capital at any time."

He glanced at the book boy, who had already helped Governor Zhao who was seriously injured.

"go!"

This ruined temple is so weird that it cannot stay for long.

"They really don't know how to flatter you!" Leaving the Fahong Temple, the bookboy supported Governor Zhao and spat, "If it wasn't for your Highness, that woman would have died here, and she didn't know how to repay her kindness!"

"Even if Governor Zhao is not injured, do you think we can deal with her?"

Zhao Shanhe glanced at the book boy coldly: "Hurry up, we must heal Governor Zhao's wounds as soon as possible, and we can't delay any longer."

The strongest is Lu Yuyan, they don't have the capital to tear their face apart.

And he is not willing to pay a high price, just to solve a dispensable woman.

"I just hope that the two days of delay won't delay my brothers too much. The king of Zhao Kingdom must be me!"

While speaking, he didn't notice the trees and vines circling behind him.

The leaves on the vine rustled, and suddenly, the vine seemed to be frightened by something, and retreated quickly.

"what sound?"

Zhao Shanhe turned his head strangely, but there was nothing behind him.

(End of this chapter)