My imagination has come true

Chapter 252 Resentment
Mu Qingyun developed from the martial arts notes he wrote for himself, and this series of books published has now become the supreme treasure that is regarded as the standard in the entire Ming Dynasty.

Just like the Four Books and Five Classics are to scholars.

In the entire rivers and lakes, except for those people who are deep in the mountains, old forests, remote villages, who don't know anything, only learn martial arts and have no information, everyone else must read this book.

The respected bigwigs and masters of the various sects, who are successful in practice, have no shortage of martial arts secret books, but they have all the books, how can they not read them?If they can get to this point, they must be very self-motivated.

You know, even Mu Qingyun's opponents have to watch it.

In life, there are very few people who can not make enemies. Over the years, Mu Qingyun has been leading the Zhanshen Army and fighting with warriors from all over the world on the front line of resisting monsters, but even so, she will inevitably make enemies.

When fighting monsters, although it was not what she wanted, there were always warriors who took on more dangerous tasks in her balance, so they never looked back.

These people may be willing, but their family members, friends, lovers, if they want to find someone to hate.

Mu Qingyun is the best candidate.

There are also some guys who couldn't bear the pressure and moved their minds in this disaster that swept the world.

These people live for themselves, and they can deprive others of their living space. In the eyes of these people, Mu Qingyun is the villain who cut off their vitality.

Among them, if they just resent in their hearts, did not really do anything, left a record, and were named, they would still read Mu Qingyun's book while resenting.

Cough cough, this is quite annoying.

Mu Qingyun was too busy, so she didn't know or care about it at all, so she naturally didn't struggle with it, but Chen Yi had to keep an eye on the library every year to get a batch of blacklists to enter.

Up to now, Chen Yi's blacklist has almost become one of the top ten horror stories. Many people scare their children, and if they don't obey you, Chen Nvxia will put you on the blacklist when she turns around, and let you and your relatives live together again. Can't get in the door either.

Whenever it is mentioned, the little dolls will cry loudly.

Children may not be very sensible or understand the words, but they can feel the terrifying aura when their parents say these words.

From very early on, the so-called "Yue School" has a wide range, which is nothing new.

Yuncheng is where Mu Qingyun's sect is located, and the warriors in the territory of Yuncheng have received extremely appropriate training. It is not surprising that there have been a large number of masters as early as a few years ago.

But this time, the six Yuncheng local masters who entered the round-robin competition were a little different from the others.

In the past ten years, countless warriors have been fortunate enough to climb the peak of martial arts because of Mu Qingyun's series of secret books. Many warriors have broken through themselves, but the six in this year's reincarnation competition are the children of ordinary people in the streets and alleys of Yuncheng.

The carpenter's son.

Farmer's daughter.

The wife of a small tofu shop merchant.

The little grandson of the old man Xing who poured Yexiang.

These people originally had no chance to get in touch with martial arts. Their ancestors have been the most common and ordinary grains of gravel in this world for generations.

Today, they entered the reincarnation competition and competed with the top young warriors in the Ming Dynasty.

In autumn, the leaves start to grow a little short.

Mr. Xing took a broom and carefully cleaned the market in front of the gymnasium. After cleaning, he lit three incense sticks as usual, and paid homage to Yue Qingqing, Yue Nv Xia.

Xiao Li, who sells tofu next to him, shook his head and sighed at Mr. Xing: "Master, it's fine if you send Xiaoyou to practice martial arts. His body is weak, and he can strengthen his body by practicing martial arts."

"However, after practicing for so many years at one go, and still having developed such a skill, why bother to participate in this troublesome reincarnation competition?"

"These days, it's not a good thing to practice martial arts too well. In the past few years, we have gone out to Yuncheng, and at least one-third of the good young people have not been able to come back."

Mr. Xing used big clips to put the dead branches and leaves into the basket.

These things are good things, and they can be used as firewood at home, and they can save a lot of firewood.

"...my mother gave birth to nine children."

Mr. Xing straightened his basket, and said softly, "There are three of them who have grown up, including me."

"23 years ago, my sister died, and she usually went out to pick wild vegetables in the mountains, but she went out that day and never came back."

"My father went there when my sister died. He had no food. He said he was in good health and left the food for my mother and us, so he carried it hard, but he didn't carry it."

"After the new year, my mother will go, and two years later, my younger brother will also die. After a cold, I will leave as soon as I say, and I will be the only one left."

"Here, my wife gave birth to five sons, and only supported the eldest son, and the eldest son gave birth to three, and only supported Xiao You."

Tofu Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.

What happened to the old man is not tragic. This kind of thing was the normal experience of ordinary people back then.

I have never sold my sons and daughters, and I have never exchanged sons for food. What is so miserable?

"I just want to say that the biggest evil result is just death, but is death so rare?"

Mr. Xing laughed, "My grandson Xiaoyou, even if he dies tomorrow, his life will be worth it!"

All of this was given by Yue Nvxia.

"God bless Yue Nv Xia to be young and immortal, and to live forever."

Tofu Xiaoli was stunned, his lips trembled, and he suddenly covered his mouth and nose, tears rolling down: "Is it really worth it? Will you really not regret it?"

He is just an ordinary person who makes tofu, but his sister next door has practiced martial arts since she was a child.

None of the children in the neighborhood disliked her, and Xiao Li especially admired her.

But such a good person...

Xiao Li silently took out the doll he made from the cardboard box under the tofu stall.

Yue Qingqing's birthday was written on the white doll.

She is so famous that people hang it up in the newspapers every day. On her birthday last year, many businessmen from all over the country even offered a [-]% discount to celebrate it. It is not difficult at all to get her birthday horoscope.

The doll is covered with silver needles.

Xiao Li couldn't sleep every night, and when he felt uncomfortable, he took out some sticks and tied them, and the things blocked in his heart dissipated a little.

"Humph."

He snapped the doll back again.

Mr. Xing is completely confused. Life is the most important thing. Without life, everything else is meaningless.

Sister Shuyuan followed Yue Qingqing out of Yuncheng alive.

But year after year, day after day, in the end not even the bones came back.

He hated this world, hated those high-ranking big shots, hated them like playing cards, throwing out one after another of human lives, and didn't care.

Yue Qingqing's heroic stories were serialized in newspapers every day, and every time he read them, he always woke up in the middle of the night. In his dreams, he dreamed that sister Shuyuan would turn into a pile of dead bones in this "heroic story", and there would be no more sound.

(End of this chapter)