Quick Transmigration: Losing All Standing and Reputation - Chapter 140

[Chapter 140 Falling into the mortal world (twenty-one)]

As soon as Zhao Wen finished speaking, Song said: “Since I didn’t do anything to you in the last life, but you did something to me in this life, are you sorry for me? It’s not too much for me to ask you for an apology?

” Pressing his head here and there is nothing, but it’s just a matter of speaking. Since Song in the previous life was able to overpower Zhao Wen with his cultivation, Zhao Wen overtook Song with his cultivation in this life, but it is not a big deal. Regardless, the two are a draw.

Zhao Wen didn’t expect Song to be arguing with him here, talking about the big truth, and felt strange for a while, and felt depressed for a while. Zhao Wen not only felt that what he said was reasonable, and he should apologize, but also felt that the relationship between the two was not the kind of peaceful discussion of this issue, and they should fight to the death. The two contradictory thoughts gave Zhao Wen a headache, and even seeing Song but the culprit was even less pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Wen slapped his sword on Song Que’s table and said, “We are not in a good relationship. If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end, and the rest will not be discussed.”

Song Que saw that Zhao Wen had made up his mind, and said, “Okay, Then let’s fight first.”

Zhao Wen snorted after hearing this, and said, “Nothing to say anymore.”

Song Que didn’t argue with him for the benefit of the tongue, and made a gesture to invite him out of the restaurant.

Since the last time Xiao Shan left, the news of Song Que and this small restaurant has spread in the cultivation world. Zhao Wen believes that he can’t beat Xiao Shan now, even if it is between him before his rebirth and the current Xiao Shan, it’s just a middle-of-the-road relationship, and Xiao Shan is Song Que’s defeated general, so it’s even more impossible for him to defeat Song Que. But Zhao Wen still sent out an appointment, and he didn’t know why, maybe it was a result.

He will definitely fall under Song Que’s hands. If Song Que accidentally kills him, it can also be regarded as his life. Maybe he can get the end and peace in the true sense.

With such thoughts in mind, Zhao Wen’s face turned a little less serious.

Song, however, saw the change in him and didn’t say anything. He just stretched out his hand and opened the barrier. This barrier was the one he opened when he and Xiao Shan were fighting. Facts have proved that such a barrier is very useful for cultivators of their level, effectively protecting the restaurant and the surrounding environment, and will not accidentally hurt innocent people passing by.

Zhao Wen looked at Song’s strange gesture, and didn’t know what he was doing. It took a while to realize that the other party might have formed a formation or opened an enchantment. He didn’t know if this was Song’s way to deal with him or something else, but seeing Song stopped his gesture, as if he was ready, he rushed forward with his sword in hand.

This is not a battle to win, so Zhao Wen didn’t plan to use any ghost tricks from the beginning. In fact, after going crazy, he no longer knows what he wants to do, and everything he says and does is arbitrary.

Zhao Wen used Miao Chongshan’s most basic swordsmanship and said, “Senior brother, you taught me this swordsmanship at the beginning.”

Song Que paused, and did not use the immortal technique to fight, he just relied on the lightness of his movement. Dodging left and right to avoid the edge of the sword, quietly observing the number of ways of this sword technique. But Song is not really a senior brother. He was in a situation where his cultivation base was exhausted. He also ran away immediately. Naturally, he didn’t know their Miao Chongshan swordsmanship, so he could only learn it now.

Miao Chongshan’s basic swordsmanship is a basic move that everyone can learn. Naturally, there won’t be any subtle and very powerful moves. Every move and every style is worthy of the basic word. At first glance, it is used to polish the roots. .

When Zhao Wen used this sword technique, many memories came to his mind. He was different from the other disciples of the division. He only entered the mountain gate when he was a teenager. Facing a senior brother who was about the same age as him, but whose realm was vastly different, Zhao Wen felt inferior from the very beginning.

The master gave Song Que the task of bringing Zhao Wen into the door, and Song Que taught him the basic mental skills and basic sword skills. Zhao Wen likes his new identity very much and is a sword cultivator, but the long sword in his hand is not as obedient as in Song Que’s hand. Zhao Wen always made mistakes when practicing basic swordsmanship, either the timing was wrong, or the strength was wrong. But Song was very patient, always guiding him with a serious and upright face, and accompany him to make moves. No compliments, but no insults.

The long sword from nowhere blocked Zhao Wen’s sword move, and the sound of the two long swords rubbing together awakened Zhao Wen from his memory.

Song, however, dodged for a while, watching Zhao Wen play this sword technique back and forth a few times, and then wrote down this sword technique. Zhao Wen’s long sword struck from the center, but Song bent down, lowered his body forward, and picked up a branch from the ground while dodging the blow. When this branch came into his hands, it turned into a long sword. It was exactly the same length as the sword in Zhao Wen’s hand, but it was just the simplest iron sword.

Zhao Wen didn’t tell Song Que. After he made up his mind to come to Song Que, he returned everything to his master. After finding the master alone, he kowtowed to the master like Song Que and left. Miao Chong Mountain.

His departure was silent, and few people in Miao Chong Mountain knew about it. Song didn’t know about it at first, but when he saw his unremarkable outfit and this inexplicable appointment, he guessed a bit.

Song decided to follow Zhao Wen, so he picked up the long sword and used Miao Chongshan’s basic swordsmanship to fight Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen said that this set of swordsmanship was taught to him by his senior brother. So while Song made a move, he also said: “Too slow.”

“Too light.”

“This is too hasty.”

“Too heavy.”

Zhao asked for the priority of his moves and was criticized by Song but again. However, Zhao Wen was not like the original. He would go crazy after being pointed out by Song. On the contrary, he felt that way.

Don’t look at Zhao Wen’s later cultivation base, but this sword technique has been learned almost two lifetimes ago, and he rarely uses it later. He does have many omissions. Every time Song Que mentioned a sentence, the face of his senior brother became clearer in his memory. At the end, Zhao Wen stopped directly in front of Song Que’s sword. If Song Que’s hand stopped fast and steady, even an ordinary iron sword could pierce Zhao Wen’s throat and take him. ‘s life.

Zhao Wen was in a trance and couldn’t help but think, how did it become like this?

Seeing him like this, Song threw the sword on the ground, and the sword turned back into a branch. He wrapped his hands around his chest and said, “A trick is a trick, what are you doing by hitting my sword yourself, to frame me? ”

Zhao Wen came back to his senses and unconsciously touched his neck, there was not even a scratch there, which shows Song Que’s high skill. He scratched his neck, but didn’t speak.

Song saw that he was helpless. After thinking about it, he picked up the branch on the ground again. Unfortunately, the branch was picked up and lost by him.

However, Song tied Zhao Wen with a rope, and then dragged Zhao Wen into the restaurant. He saw Zhao Wen’s dejected appearance, it was useless to talk to him, and he could only resort to violence.

Sure enough, when he was tied and pulled, Zhao Wen didn’t react at all. Even if he was pulled into the restaurant, he only raised his eyelids to look at Zhao Wen, and then lowered his eyes again, looking like he was unlovable. .

Song untied the rope for him, and he didn’t move, let alone run away, but Song tied one end of the rope to Zhao Wen’s wrist, and the other end hung down on the ground. Song Que said generously: “You stay here now, you can leave when you’re finished apologizing to me.”

After speaking, Song went to the kitchen to figure out what to cook. Of course he wasn’t afraid of Zhao. When asked to leave, Zhao Wen didn’t have the heart to leave. Second, the entire restaurant was in Song Que’s formation. Zhao Wen entered the restaurant, and it was not easy for him to leave or stay.

As soon as Song entered the kitchen, he saw the big ham hanging on the wall. The production process of this ham is very complicated. It is necessary to select a pig species called “two-headed black” and make the hind legs. The two-headed black has a small skeleton and a thick and fat meat. After that, the ham is done. This ham is time-consuming and labor-intensive to make, but it tastes amazing, and it is salty and sweet. The taste is too overbearing to eat alone, but it is a top-quality food with rice and vegetables. The last time Song made sweet-scented osmanthus eggs and snowflake eggs, he used chopped ham to add the finishing touch. Because of the trouble, Song made several at one time, but the ham on the wall was also the last one. While Song was thinking about making a few more spares, he also thought about what dishes to cook today.

But Song walked out of the kitchen, went to the warehouse on the side to find his fishing rod, then went to the hall to find the end of the rope tied to Zhao Wen’s hand, pulled the rope, and asked Zhao: “Go, go fishing with me. ” It’s

hard to say whether Zhao Wen went with him after hearing this, or whether he was so cooperative because he didn’t want to be staggered by the rope. Song didn’t care about this either, he just planned to take Zhao Wen by his side in whatever he did next.

You don’t need a restaurant to go fishing, but when Song built it, he took advantage of the terrain. As soon as he opened the door and went to the backyard, he could see the river.

This is truly a spectacle.

Song sat under the porch, baited his hook, and then casually threw it into the river to start fishing.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that it is not difficult to set up a fresh-keeping array, but Song also uses this method to preserve other food. But when he thought that there was a river behind his house, Song felt that using the fairy method to preserve the food was not fresh enough, and it was better to eat and fish now. As for other pork, chicken, etc., since it is difficult to take care of everything, it is just invisible.

Song threw the fishing line into the river, then crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and hummed a little tune comfortably.

Zhao Wen, who was still very melancholy, couldn’t go any further after listening to his minor tune. He glanced at him angrily, and said, “What kind of lewd songs are you singing!”

Song opened his eyelids and glanced at him. , smiled and said, “Xiao Shan taught, if you’re not happy, you go to him.”

Zhao Wen’s melancholy mood was broken by Song Que, he scolded Xiao Shan, but still didn’t plan to speak, he snorted and turned to look at Song Que’s fishing rod.

Song didn’t care either, then closed his eyes, but he didn’t hum the annoying little tune again, and he didn’t know if he just did it on purpose.

Song was aware of the slight movement of the fishing rod in his hand. Zhao Wen just wanted to remind him when he saw that he had lifted the rod, so he had to shut up angrily.

Song took the fishing rod up to take a look, sighed, and took the fish off and put it back.

Zhao Wen first asked, “What are you doing when you put the fish back?”

Then he was taken aback again: “How do you fish with a straight hook? Learn from Jiang Taigong?”

Song Que replied one by one: “I put it back because it is not the fish I want, and the straight hook is because I thought about it. I think it hurts to hook the fish like this.”

Zhao asked speechless: “You have to eat it and you have to consider whether it hurts or not?”

Song nodded and said, “Since you have to eat it, why not give it a pleasure and let it go for nothing ? It’s not good for it to suffer these kinds of pains.”

Zhao asked, “Fake compassion.”

Song shook his head and said, “This has nothing to do with compassion, and naturally it has nothing to do with fake compassion.”

He just went his own way and did whatever he wanted . . It is difficult for people to truly achieve equality of all things, so Song only wants to be worthy of his conscience.

[End of This Chapter]