A Taoist monk will become rich by writing novels in the future

Chapter 1 Hijacked

56st century.

Lost continent.

The country of the future, the city of the past.

"Don't come here, or I'll kill her."

Wen Qiao stood quietly, holding a cup of Coke he had just bought in his hand, and a sharp knife on his neck, which was very dazzling.

The person who kidnapped her was a tall and thin man wearing a dark gray sweatshirt and black pants. The hat on the sweatshirt was on his head, revealing only black and sparse hair and a face that was almost sickly pale.

They were surrounded by a group of people.The group of people wore silver, white and black uniforms and white helmets. There was a silver shield on the helmet with a black sword hanging in the middle, which was the logo of the Star Guards.

Seeing them all pointing their silver-white pistols at this side, Wen Qiao's hand holding the Coke slowly tightened.

Well, she has only been here three days!

Is it necessary to welcome her in this way?
……

Wen Qiao was born in China in the 22nd century.At that time, the 22nd century was an era when technology was developing rapidly and spiritual energy was declining.As a disciple of Futianque, it is already remarkable that Wen Qiao can become Da Luo Jinxian in such an environment where spiritual energy is scarce.

Yes, Wen Qiao is a cultivator of immortality, and he is also the most difficult Taoist cultivator among the cultivators of immortality. He is also called a Taoist cultivator.The levels of Taoist cultivation in ascending order are: layman, Taoist boy, alchemist, real person, heavenly master, semi-immortal, earthly immortal, golden immortal, Daluo Jinxian, Daqianxian, Taoji, Shangdao, Taoist, and Taoist.

In the past, the most famous ones on the Chinese mainland were the Twelve Golden Immortals, each of whom had vast magical powers. Therefore, in comparison, let alone the Daluo Golden Immortal, which was one level higher than the Golden Immortal.What's more, there is an old saying: If something happens, even the Daluo Immortal will be hard to save. The Daluo Immortal naturally refers to Daluo Jinxian. From this alone, we can imagine how powerful Wen Qiao is.

In the previous life, Wen Qiao and two other junior sisters from his sect fought with others in the laboratory to save the little junior sister, but they did not expect that the energy burst out during the fight could not be withstood by the equipment in the laboratory, resulting in a machine-destruction. Death explosion.

And Wen Qiao died in that explosion.

When she opened her eyes again, she had already arrived in the 56th century, and her soul had passed through the body of a girl with the same name as her.This girl was the daughter of the Cheng Wen family in the past. She was also a transparent little author who was good at writing Mary Sue CEO stories but preferred to write fantasy fairy tales. She was also the kind of CEO who would read her stories as soon as she wrote them, and who would pounce on them as soon as she wrote her fantasy stories. .

Wen Qiao has read a novel written by Wen Qiao. It is indescribable in four words.

After five years in the pit, she has written no less than sixty books, fifty of which are about cultivating immortals. Wen Qiao has always been tepid. Even her rookie editor had to admire her persistence and secretly wrote it to her behind her back. Even after opening the back door (recommended), no one read her articles, so in the past three days, Wen Qiao often saw messages sent to her by rookies.

Rookie: Baby, give up and write your CEO article!

At that time, Wen Qiao really wanted to say something, but the CEO's article might not be popular.

But then I thought about it, compared to the articles about the CEO and the articles about cultivating immortals, at least some people read them...

Wait... Where did I go? She is being kidnapped now!
"Brother, please calm down and tell me if you have any grievances or unfair treatment." Wen Qiao looked cautious, fearing that others would get excited and wipe her away, and then cried towards the man opposite who was holding a pistol. A group of people said: "Comrades, be careful, my life is still in the hands of this big brother."

The group of people looked at each other, as if hesitating, but soon they loaded their bullets one by one, as if they had received some instructions...

I go!

what did she hear?
Catch alive!
The instructions given to those people were to capture them alive!
Damn it, the implication is that the person who hijacked her can be caught regardless of her being a hostage.

Don't ask Wen Qiao why she knows this. As a monk, Wen Qiao is very smart. She not only knows the instructions received from the earphones of the group of people opposite, but also knows that the person who issued the instructions is in a black extended RV a few streets away. .

"Oh, aren't you Earthlings united and friendly? In order to catch me, you even ignored your own compatriots." When the sick man saw the other party loading the bullet, a trace of bloodthirsty coldness appeared on his face, and his sarcastic eyes He glanced at the uniformed escorts opposite. "In this case, I will accept the life of this Earthling..." The sick man knew that he would be better off dead than being caught, but before he died, he could save the life of an Earthling and bury him with him. It's also a very good thing.

Seeing that the sharp knife was about to touch Wen Qiao's skin, Wen Qiao's soft and harmless eyes suddenly became sharp. She clasped the opponent's knife-holding hand with one hand and struck back with her elbow. That sick look The man stumbled backwards due to Wen Qiao's unexpected blow. Before he could react, a force came from his legs, and the sick man was swept to the ground by Wen Qiao's sweeping move.

The people around took this opportunity to rush towards the sick man.

Seeing that the sick man's hands and feet were cuffed, Wen Qiao took a sip of the Coke in his hand expressionlessly, and then gave a middle finger to the surveillance camera not far away...

……

"Ah."

A cool voice came out of the man's mouth. Nian Chengfu looked at the woman with the middle finger on the laptop screen, with a bit of fun in his dark eyes.

He chased the Pleiadian all the way to the earth, and reached an agreement with the administrator here to order the people here to capture the Pleiadian. Now that he had caught him, he did not expect to encounter such a scene.

He saw with his own eyes that the Pleiadian kidnapped an Earthling, and was thinking about how to rescue him, but he didn't want to see that woman being as timid as a mouse.

Are you really as timid as a mouse?
never.

Although the woman kept telling people to be careful, there was no timidity in her eyes.

From a psychological point of view, her calm eyes could tell that she didn't take the kidnapping seriously.

Is being confident enough to ensure that you can escape unscathed?Or are you so confident about such a hijacking that you don’t take it to heart at all?

This situation may be the former, the latter, or both.

Sure enough, after he gave the order, the woman's actions gave him an expected answer...

Watching the woman's figure disappear from the screen, Nian Chengfu's black and long eyelashes drooped, covering his deep black eyes.

……

Wen Qiao was walking on the busy street, looking at the old and tall buildings around him, as well as the handsome men and beauties wearing all kinds of clothes, uncles and aunts. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the future century. What does it look like?It feels like the Republic of China, but it also resembles the steam era of the 18s. But if it was really that era, what happened to those walking robots?

"Miss, please give way..." an old voice sounded, and a large mechanical hand pressed on Wen Qiao's delicate shoulder, and then gently pushed Wen Qiao away.It was a two-meter-tall robot. It pushed Wen Qiao away and walked directly into a small blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop is called "Old Li's Blacksmith Shop". The signboard is still made of logs. It is covered with thick dust and has a corner missing from the edge. It looks like it was chopped off with a sharp weapon.

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

A cell phone rang in his dark blue jeans. Wen Qiao took it out, looked at the caller ID clearly, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hello." She answered, her voice low and her emotions indistinguishable.

　Good luck digging a new pit!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)