Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 2 The smile gradually...

Water, countless waters...

Mo Yuan only felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe. Water kept seeping into the ears, nose, mouth and other places, and his consciousness soon became hazy.

In a daze, someone seemed to feed a bead into his mouth, and then, a very warm air flowed through his body, making Mo Yuan feel extremely comfortable.

Then, I vaguely heard someone getting angry, arguing, and bursts of high-pitched dragon chant, and then everything fell silent, and Mo Yuan's consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

"Lu Hou'er, wake up, wake up quickly..."

I don't know how long I slept like this, and suddenly there was a call in my ear, it seemed, it seemed to be the voice of a boy...

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, and in front of him was a boy who looked about fourteen or five years old, looking at him with concern. Mo Yuan was about to ask where this place was, when a huge memory surged in his mind, and he only had time to With a muffled grunt, his forehead hurt, and he passed out.

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"My God, it turned out to be Mount Hua!"

Mo Chen, who had received all the memories of this body, including the information from the ancient bronze clock in his mind, jumped up from the bed.

He never expected that he was a soul wearer, and possessed himself on the body of Lu Dayou, the sixth disciple of the Huashan School. That's right, this is the world of Swordsman!

If Mo Yuan could travel to this world when he just knew about his golden finger, he would be overjoyed, but after he met the dragon girl, this...

"What I met was a dragon, a real dragon! Can you change the world for me?!"

Mo Yuan complained in his mind, but the ancient bronze clock hung there quietly, ignoring him at all.

The Swordsman, the Swordsman of the world of martial arts, even if he can become number one in the world, so what, the dragon girl wants to deal with him, she just swallowed it up...

Thinking of this, Mo Yuan couldn't help but lose interest, what kind of broken gold finger, it is better to stay at home and study hard, even if he is "educated" by his father to go the right way, it is better than being "educated" by a Dragon catch good!
"Xiao Liu, are you feeling better?"

Just when Mo Yuan was in a low mood, a clear human voice suddenly came from outside the door, and with the sound of opening the door, a scholar in green shirt came in.

The scholar looked about 40 to [-] years old, with five willows and long beard under his chin, and a face like a crown jade, looking at Mo Yuan with concern.

With the original memory of this body, Mo Yuan naturally recognized at a glance that this scholar was his master in this life, the head of Huashan School, Yue Buqun.

He only heard Yue Buqun say: "Your senior brother is an indifferent person, don't hold grudges against him, as a teacher, he has already punished him to think about the cliff face in the back mountain."

"Master, I don't dare to resent my brother, it's because I'm not good at learning, that's why I got hurt," Mo Yuan said.

The cause and effect of this matter is also simple, but it is Linghu Chong, the young man Mo Yuan met when he traveled through time. He fought with Lu Dayou and kicked Lu Dayou away with one kick. Unexpectedly, Lu Dayou hit the ground with his head first. Yes, he broke his head all of a sudden, and then Mo Yuan's consciousness occupied his body.

"It's all your senior brother's fault. You have only just started for a year, and you haven't even finished your horse stance. Remember in the future, don't fight with your senior brother." Yue Buqun looked at Mo Yuan's head injury and shook his head. Shaking his head, exhorted.

"Yes, this disciple will bear in mind Master's teaching." Mo Yuan said solemnly.

From my memory, I know that Lu Dayou is only ten years old this year. Does martial arts not even count as beginners? But Linghu Chong grew up in Huashan since he was a child, and his martial arts are already good. Mo Yuan will provoke him when he is full. .

Furthermore, according to the original book, with Linghu Chong's temperament, what would happen to anyone who got close to him?I think Lu Dayou died tragically at the hands of Lao Denuo because of his acupressure. Since he came to Huashan, Mo Yuan didn't intend to hang out with him.

"Okay, you can rest assured that you don't need to study and practice martial arts these few days." Yue Buqun nodded and turned to leave.

"Master, please stop!" Mo Yuan suddenly stopped talking.

"Ok?"

Yue Buqun was a little surprised, he looked at Mo Yuan suspiciously, wondering why Mo Yuan was stopping him.

Mo Yuandao: "Master, my disciple hurt his forehead and was dazed, but he had a big dream. In the dream, his disciple became a man named Mo Yuan. He read and wrote, married a wife and had children, and lived his life just like that. , so Tuer wanted to change his name to Mo Yuan."

"dream?!"

Yue Buqun was really shocked. The ancients believed in the theory of gods and ghosts the most. In his opinion, Mo Yuan was only ten years old, so how could he make up nonsense to deceive him?
"But it wasn't that Chong'er hurt Xiao Liu's head and reminded him of his previous life?"

Yue Buqun thought in his heart, he always liked to read books, although he said that his words were strange, but he didn't dare to disrespect ghosts and gods.He looked at Mo Yuan and thought about Lu Dayou's life experience, but he sighed softly, and said, "You are an orphan. I originally named you Dayou for your teacher. It was taken from the No. 14 hexagram of the Book of Changes. A good harvest means that the future can be expected, since you have made this dream, it is God's will if you don't keep it intact, so just change it."

While talking, Yue Buqun walked out, still muttering: "From the beginning of one yuan, it is the crown of the world, it is very brave..."

Seeing Yue Buqun leaving, Mo Yuan let out a long breath.

He didn't want to carry names like Lu Dayou and Lu Hou'er. Isn't it unlucky to be named after a dead person? Besides, he was called Mo Yuan in both lives, and he was already used to this name, so he didn't want to change his name.

"Linghu Chong, oh Linghu Chong, don't mess with me, I'm too lazy to mess with you."

Mo Yuan, who was lying on the bed, muttered to himself, but he didn't have the slightest plan to follow the protagonist to gain experience.He still wants to have a good time with Linghu Chong, and wants to eat farts!

Not to mention others, the fate of Yue Buqun's family alone is enough to make people vigilant.His temperament, to put it nicely, is bohemian, open-minded, bold and unrestrained, informal, but in reality he is cold-natured, does not consider others, and only wants to make himself happy.

There is no balance between good and evil in this world, but it is politically correct, but Linghu Chong doesn't care about his own identity, just relying on his own likes and dislikes, making friends with members of the demon sect, Hengshan Liu Zhengfeng's tragic disaster is a lesson from the past, but he is not vigilant at all.

He is the eldest disciple of the Huashan sect, and everyone in the world regards him as the future master of Huashan, but is he worthy of this identity, of Huashan, and of all the brothers and sisters?Not to mention Yue Buqun's family of three who loved him deeply.

Now that you are here, you will be safe. Mo Yuan has already left the dragon girl behind. No matter what, when you come to this river and lake, you will naturally practice martial arts. The life of the young heroes of the quack.

Angry horses and fresh clothes, fighting against injustice, heroes saving beauty, fantasizing that in the future, he will walk the world with his sword, and the chic life of beauties throwing themselves into his arms. In the darkness, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yuan's mouth, and that smile followed him yy The deepening, gradually becoming a little perverted...

(End of this chapter)