Strange Fantasy: My Life Simulator

"Would you like to give it a try, my lord?"

Seeing the business coming, the boss immediately had a glint of excitement in his eyes.

A whole street, tonight is his business with the best business and the highest profit, and he made many wealthy people from the city come here as a gimmick.

After seeing Luo Hao nodding his head, the peddler immediately read aloud the lantern riddle he had made: "Sweet and sour, purple-red, fruity like jujube with pulp, sir, please hit a piece of fruit."

After the hawker's voice fell, the spectators in the crowd immediately started discussing in low voices.

All eyes were on Luo Hao.

Nishang at the side also looked at Luo Hao expectantly.

"I don't know the answer but mulberries."

Luo Hao smiled slightly, and the fruit mulberry came to mind.

It happened to be very similar to the lantern riddle proposed by the hawker, and the surprised face of the hawker also meant that Luo Hao's answer was correct.

Immediately there was a burst of applause and cheers from the crowd.

"Young master is talented and knowledgeable, which is really admirable. Girls can choose one at will."

There was a wry smile on the peddler's face, and he immediately let Nishang start choosing.

On the other hand, Nishang looked at Luo Hao with a troubled expression, as if he liked more than one thing.

"Since the boss said that there is no ceiling, let's continue to ask questions."

"My senior sister seems to like a lot of things at this stall."

After Luo Hao understood the meaning of Nishang, he looked at the peddler again, and the corner of the peddler's mouth twitched slightly.

After coughing twice, he continued to play lantern riddles for Luo Hao.

"The waning moon, the Big Dipper, and the sinking of the stars, type one word."

"Three points of water and one heart, Qin."

"People walk in the clouds and type a word."

"People plus clouds equals knowing how to write."

"One black and one white fight wits and courage, hit one item!"

"White and black, go."

.......

"There are only four strokes in this character, no horizontal, straight, or curved lines. The emperor has to get up when he sees it, and the saint has to salute when he sees it. Guess a word!"

"This is simple, Father."

A dozen lantern riddles in a row, the contest between Luo Hao and the hawker, followed by applause from the crowd every time.

It was Luo Hao's complete victory, each time without even thinking for a long time, Luo Hao could directly say 303.

But the hawker's expression turned very ugly. These lantern riddles were placed in previous years, but it was difficult for anyone to guess them correctly.

But Luo Hao in front of him was right in every way, without a single mistake. This series of losses made the peddler cry immediately, shaking his head constantly, and stopped asking puzzles.

"Young master, please do me a favor and let this beautiful girl choose five accessories."

"It's the villain's eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and he doesn't see the appearance of the young master's number one scholar. The villain is just eating for a living, and hopes that the young master will raise his hand."

The peddler bowed deeply to Luo Hao, constantly revealing how difficult it was for him in his words.

Seeing this, Luo Hao also felt that it was a bit too much, so he looked at Nishang.

The two looked at each other and nodded together.

"Then boss, I'll just take these three pieces and forget about the others."

Nishang picked out three pieces of silver jewelry that she liked, and handed them to the peddler.

When the peddler heard Nishang's words, he immediately thanked Dade for his gratitude. While packing the silver jewelry, he did not forget to praise Nishang's beauty and kindness.

After getting the prize they won, the two also squeezed out from the crowd.

At this time, the Lantern Festival was almost coming to an end, Luo Hao and Nishang found a deserted street.

Then he stepped on Nishang's spirit sword, turned into a stream of light, pierced the sky and disappeared over the town. .

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Just a moment later, Luo Hao and Nishang returned to Misty Mountain.

Luo Hao and Nishang also jumped off the spirit sword and came to the gate of the sword mound.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the two looked at each other, and there were many different emotions in Nishang's eyes.

"Junior brother, thank you today."

"I've never been this happy in all these years."

Looking at Luo Hao in front of him by the moonlight, Nishang felt like his heart was being plucked.

If it wasn't for the fact that only the moonlight was able to see the surrounding environment clearly, Luo Hao would definitely be able to see the pink on Nishang's cheeks.

"When you have time in the future, if the senior sister still wants to go down the mountain to play, the junior brother will go with you."

Luo Hao and Nishang looked at each other and smiled, and they took a step forward at the same time.

Under the moonlight, they embraced each other, and after feeling each other's body temperature, it took a long time for the two to let go of each other.

"The junior brother, see you tomorrow in the torture hall."

The Nishang, which was separated from Luo Hao's arms, said with a smile, and then activated the spirit sword, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the sky.

Like a shooting star illuminating the night.

Luo Hao stood where he was, lost in thought for a long time before walking towards the wooden house.

After passing the tomb of senior brother Liu Chuan, he found Hai Tianci standing in front of the tomb.

"Master, eavesdropping on the younger generation's conversation, seems a bit bad..."

Looking at Hai Tianci who kept staring at him in front of him, Luo Hao also touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Sinister, as a teacher, would you deliberately eavesdrop on your conversation with Luo Shangna's disciple?"

"Sneakily go to the lower reaches of the mountain to play, and you will be punished without rest for three nights. Go to the stone wall."

Hai Tianci frowned, pretended to be angry and scolded Luo Hao, then closed his eyes.

"Yes, Master."

A wry smile appeared on Luo Hao's face, and after bowing, he walked towards the stone wall.

"Wait a minute, Ruuo has confirmed with that little girl."

"Come and tell Wei Shi, Wei Shi will help you, and make an agreement on this marriage with your Uncle Luo Shang."

Just when Luo Hao turned around and was about to leave, Hai Tianci spoke to Luo Hao again.

When Luo Hao heard Hai Tianci's words, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Master Xie, if it really comes to that point in the future, the disciple will definitely trouble the master."

A smile slowly appeared on Hai Tianci's expressionless face, and he waved for Luo Hao to leave.

Then he stood in front of Liu Chuan's tomb alone again, while Luo Hao came to the stone wall alone in the dark.

He began to meditate under the stone wall, but after sitting quietly for a long time, Nishang's smile kept appearing in his mind.

"Sure enough, the beauty pass has been the most difficult since ancient times..."

Luo Hao looked at the stone wall in front of him, smiled wryly, and began to dispel the redundant thoughts in his mind.

Empty yourself, sit quietly in front of the stone wall and start enlightening.

. . . . . .

A year later, Luo Hao's sword art has been perfected, and his sword intent has been honed to the extreme.

Jianxin began to condense, and this day was also the busiest day in the entire Lingjian Villa.

Throughout the villa, red satin was drawn up, and red lanterns were hung high everywhere.

The square above Misty Mountain was also covered with a long red carpet, and disciples from all factions were there during this time.

I often fly down to the towns and start purchasing some wedding supplies.

Luo Hao also met the head of Lingjian Villa for the first time today.

Half a year ago, after Luo Hao and Nishang confirmed their relationship, Hai Tianci immediately took Luo Hao to Qingfeng Pavilion together.

Xiang Nishang's master, Qingfeng Pavilion elder Luo Shang proposes marriage.

Things didn't go very well at first, but because of the unswerving performance between the two juniors, Luo Hao and Nishang.

Hai Tianci's junior sister, Luo Shang, also reluctantly agreed, and the wedding date was set in half a year.

And today is also the first three days of the wedding.

Luo Hao's daily life has not been changed too much, and he did not go to the punishment hall in these two days.

Every day, I meditate on the stone wall of the back mountain, and start to gather the sword heart with sword intent.

When the sword heart is condensed, Luo Hao will not be afraid of anyone even if he has no sword.

Hai Tianci stood on a high place far away, looking at the sword energy constantly emerging from Luo Hao's body below.

There was also a smile on his face. He was over 200 years old. Although he was in the Golden Core stage, his talent was limited and he had no hope of breaking through.

However, after seeing the successor of Jianzhong, I was very happy in my heart.

After all, I haven't seen him in Jianzhong for many years, and there are three disciples in the same faction.

Although Liu Chuan has passed away, Luo Hao and Xiao Yao, who are the back waves of the Yangtze River, are even better than Liu Chuan in many aspects.

From Hai Tianci's point of view, although Luo Hao's talent is not high, he has the deepest perception and understanding of swords, as if he was born for swords.

Although Xiao Yao's comprehension is slightly poor and her patience is not enough, her talent is indeed very strong, and she can't help but be the first to step into the foundation-building stage among the same class of introductory disciples.

Now that he has reached the late stage of foundation establishment, he has already caught up with Luo Hao's cultivation level, and the Sword Raising Art is also in the process of tempering the sword.

If it wasn't for Luo Hao, Xiao Yao must have been qualified to inherit the Sword Tomb and Yangjianjue.

Sitting quietly in front of the stone wall, Luo Hao's consciousness is like a calm lake.

A sword embryo floated on the surface of the lake, exuding a faint, sometimes different, sometimes similar sword intent.

Sometimes sharp, sometimes heavy, and sometimes gentle like a spring breeze.

This is Luo Hao's sword heart, which encapsulates all the sword intent of Yang Jianjue. When Luo Hao polished the sword heart to the point where he was only one step away from imitating it.

This is the day when Yangjian Jue will be completed.

".~Senior brother, the senior sisters of Qingfeng Pavilion sent someone to deliver the dress for the wedding day."

Just as Luo Hao was enlightening, the voice of junior sister Xiao Yao came from behind.

Luo Hao's eyes also slowly opened, stood up, and his body turned into a stream of light and came to Xiao Yao's side.

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

After receiving the dress, Luo Hao walked towards his residence.

There are still three days before the divorce day, anyway, Luo Hao will not be able to meet Ni (good Zhao) Shang in three days anyway.

It's better to practice quietly so that Jian Xin can be trained as soon as possible.

After Luo Hao returned to the room and put down his wedding dress, he picked up a jar of wine from under the bed.

Walked to Liu Chuan's tomb, because Luo Hao would clear the weeds every once in a while, so Liu Chuan's tomb was also very clean.

After lighting a stick of incense, Luo Hao bowed down in front of Liu Chuan's tomb for a while, and placed three cups of wine in front of the tomb.

The tribute in front of him also changed, just like usual, while accompanying Liu Chuan who had already been buried.

While feeling the spirituality of Qingyan Sword.

After the sky gradually darkened, Luo Hao returned to the room.

The next day, after Luo Hao woke up after meditating all night, Hai Tianci's sound transmission rang in his ears.

The head of Lingjian Villa, who hadn't shown up for decades, finally came out, and the elders of various sects were told to bring all their personal disciples to the main hall today. .

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