If it were three years ago, even if Ji Mo was beaten to death, he would not believe that one day he would set up a stall on the street to fortune-telling. However, now there are blue bricks and small tiles washed by the light drizzle on his head, behind him are the wooden lattice windows where Chunyan stayed, and in front of his eyes are the dark butter paper umbrellas running through the streets in the rain, everything is the same as in the memory The world is very different.
It's not just the environment. If it were the past, he would never have imagined that this mysterious man in a Taoist robe and a silver mask would be him.
Ji Mo was twenty-two years old when he first came to this world, and now he is twenty-five years old. At the age of 22, he holds his mobile phone in front of the computer and never looks at any scenery. His only goal is to keep up with the trend and support himself with the stories he writes. But at the age of twenty-five, although he looked at all kinds of scenery that modern people could not imagine, there was no story in his heart.
Although Ji Mo wanted to become a professional writer in the past, he never believed in the existence of another world, and it took a long time to accept the reality when he appeared in this world. However, human beings are the most adaptable creatures to the environment. Three years later, he has been able to integrate into the people of the world perfectly. If the rain today is too lingering, he probably won't remember those pasts.
The production level of this world is still in ancient times, but the situation is far worse than a normal ancient society, because there is a kind of existence called heaven and man.
It is no longer possible to test who the first heavenly person was. Now the world only knows that one day, several cracks suddenly appeared in the sky, and all kinds of people in strange clothes landed from the cracks. They are all powerful cultivators far better than the current monks, and even the strongest army can repel them effortlessly. At that time, the court that tried to capture the heaven and man was wiped out on the first day, and the major sects of self-cultivation also chose to surrender in the fiasco. After that, the world became the battlefield of the heaven and man.
Thirty years later, the former country has all perished, the world is divided into five continents by the strongest five heaven and man, and the place where Ji Mo is located is the Haotian Divine Continent, which belongs to the high priest Su Ge.
Even the strongest cultivator in the world couldn't guess the origin of the heavenly beings, but when Ji Mo heard their names, he was shocked to find out that these people are actually the protagonists in the novel, and their temperament ability is similar to what he has seen. Exactly!
He didn't understand what happened to bring all the protagonists together, and he didn't know why he, the author, would somehow sneak in, but he knew very well that the protagonist information in his mind was extremely valuable to any force. .
Based on the amount of information, although he did not have any ability, he successfully depended on the high priest to live a life of worry-free food and clothing.
People who don't work don't have food. This principle applies in any world. The day before yesterday, the sky in Jiangyin City gathered with thunderclouds. The high priest expected another heavenly being to come, so he ordered Ji Mo to lead people to stay here to observe the origin of the heavenly and human beings. Must be the first to deal with it.
Ji Mo has done a lot of similar things in the past three years. At first, he was uneasy because he was hostile to the protagonist, but now he is familiar with the arrangement of people, and only waits for the opponent to be arrested.
The entire Jiangyin City seems normal, but in fact, both the passers-by and the children playing in the rain are the god attendants of the Haotian Temple. With just Ji Mo's order, they can form a formation to encircle and suppress them.
There were spies all over the city to observe, and Ji Mo himself even pretended to be a fortune teller and stopped under the thundercloud. However, it has been nearly three days since the vision appeared, and no one was seen that day, and he went with him. What happened was completely different.
Ji Mo knew very well that these heavenly people were people with extraordinary luck, and if they were the enemy of them, they would be turned into cannon fodder. The so-called abnormal must be a demon. Looking at the long-buried Leiyun, Ji Mo knew that this must be the new protagonist acting as a demon. For a moment, he felt that he was a few steps closer to the road of cannon fodder.
Compared with the local residents of Ji Mo, the fear of heaven and man is only even worse. After turning around three times, Qingye, the god servant in charge of patrolling, couldn't help but ask him, the leader, "Mr. Ji, why are heaven and man still alive? Didn't show up? Could something go wrong?"
"Perhaps this time, the abilities of heaven and man are special. That's why we need to collect information more carefully."
Even after staying in this world for a long time, Ji Mo is still not used to being called like that, but although he was flustered, he knew that he could not disturb the military's heart, so he just responded calmly, "Let our people be vigilant, and we must not let the other four continents. People are the first to get in touch with newcomers.”
For the people of Haotian Temple, Ji Mo, who can always accurately formulate an ambush plan according to the temperament of the descendants, is undoubtedly the most reliable leader. After hearing him say this, Qingye finally continues to patrol with confidence. On the other hand, Ji Mo looked at the temple personnel who were disguised as commoners. A hint of worry flashed in his eyes, but he secretly said, Ruolai is really a brutal character, and I don't know how many of these people will survive...
That's all, he didn't have the confidence to get out of his body, and he didn't have the extra effort to worry about others. Now I can only pray that the visitor is an adult who understands the current affairs, and can spontaneously submit to him without having to do it and let him complete the task. After all, he doesn't want to get involved with any protagonist. It's too easy to be a cannon fodder these days, whether it's an enemy or a friend of the protagonist.
"Mr. Ji, someone has come down from the thunder cloud!"
Just when Ji Mo was considering whether to buy a set of gray clothes to confirm his identity as a cannon fodder, Aoba's warning voice came, he quickly raised his head, and sure enough, the dark thundercloud that had made them wait for a long time finally moved.
Finally, he wanted to see which protagonist was so different.
The thundercloud had been accumulated in the air for nearly three days. In the past, it was as if it was restrained by something and did not dare to make any movement. Now that the restraint disappeared, it was instantly liberated. I saw the sky was torn apart by lightning in an instant, and in the roar of thunder, a Bai Ying walked through the heavy haze and came floating.
Ji Mo had put his hand on the mask he was wearing as early as when he appeared, and the artifact from the hand of the high priest immediately passed through all obstacles and showed the scene in the thundercloud in his mind.
It was a handsome man holding a picture scroll. He was dressed in clean white clothes. He only embroidered ancient text with gold thread on the top of the clothes. If you look at his face, he should be a handsome and elegant young man with long hair that is loose. But it was already pale, and the childish face of the crane was soaring through the clouds, and at a glance, he knew that he was an extraordinary person.
Unlike the angels who descended in the past, he didn't look frightened or disturbed when he landed, just calmly glanced at the people who were very dedicated to the people who were frightened, and then walked forward as if nothing had happened.
Since ancient times, the protagonist has rarely been unqualified in appearance, and it is not uncommon to see many gods. Although Ji Mo paused because of the demeanor of the arrival, he was thinking about his true identity. It's a pity that it's difficult to predict what the result will be based on the characteristics of white clothes and white hair. The only choice is to take the initiative to call: "This chivalrous man, please stay."
The person's temperament is not like a violent person. Hearing Ji Mo's voice, he stopped in his footsteps and turned his head to look at the mysterious masked man. A trace of doubt flashed in Jiaohao's eyes, but his expression was still indifferent, and he did not ignore it. He never responded.
Very good, his temperament is fairly normal, at least not the protagonist of the newspaper.
Quickly came to the first conclusion, Ji Mo's heart was half let down, so he used the experience of dealing with many protagonists to make an expert look and said with a chuckle, "Your Excellency is extraordinary and outstanding, I wonder if you can tell me the name below. The last hexagram, maybe this will be very helpful for your future."
Ji Mo knew that his masked appearance was quite mysterious, and when he spoke, he had already predicted the various reactions the other party might make. He was rehearsing how to generate intelligence in the face of various situations. Just when he was calm and ready to fight, he never expected that the response he heard was not a human voice, but a sentence - "Xianjun, you are done. I was approached by someone in the pre-task, do you want to open the love strategy system?"
Wait, what's this bad system name? Why is the system sound of his home broadcast? Is there something wrong with this routine
As a writer who is familiar with all plug-ins, the system Liu Jimo is not unfamiliar. Although the love strategy system is a bit useless, it is not surprising, but he has never heard that there is a love system launched against the same sex in this world. Could it be that some green channel next door came in
Just when Ji Mo was a little overwhelmed by this unexpected development, the man who was called Xianjun by the system also looked at him seriously, and his eyes stayed on his eyes hidden by the mask for a moment. Indifferently asked: "Are you interested in me?"
"You could say the same."
According to common sense, if Ji Mo wants to tell the other party's net worth, he has no problem saying that he is interested. However, with the weird system tone, he always feels that the atmosphere is even more wrong when he answers this. Why is he hooking up? This man's delusion
However, it soon turned out that this was not his own delusion, because the man smiled gently, and then replied softly, "Yes."
Of course, this affirmative answer was not addressed to Ji Mo, just when the words fell, the respectful system sound came out again, "Congratulations to Xianjun for successfully binding the task target, now entering the primary stage of love strategy, and releasing the pre-task: Please tell me the name of the target."
Ji Mo has seen the system a lot. This is the first time he has encountered a customer who is coaxing people to do tasks as if they are facing a senior VIP. However, he is not in the mood to study where this person got such a worthless person. system. Because, that Xianjun walked in front of him after the task was issued, and said very curiously, "Since you want to know me, you might as well report your name first."
Alas, even if he already knew the male frequency routine, how could he have guessed that there are still protagonists in this world who act as demons in terms of sexual orientation
Ji Mo swears that he really is not evil, but even if this sentence is changed to "Since you want to date me, you might as well report your name first."
At this moment, the battle-hardened Ji Mo finally fell silent. Although the protagonist's attitude was very gentle, and he looked like he was going to be kidnapped, he always had a bad premonition that he would agree to do it by reporting his name.
In order to survive, he did throw away his conscience, but as to whether to throw away his sexual orientation, Ji Mo said that he might prefer to choose death.
Silently looking at the man in white who stood in the drizzle like a fairy falling into the world, Ji Mo thought about it in all kinds of ways, and finally came to one conclusion - I, straight man, don't make an appointment.