Immortal Demon - Chapter 1

[Chapter 1 Crossing]

Earth.

China, Heze City.

In the old hut, the dim lights exuded a hazy brilliance, and only a thin and thin figure could be vaguely seen sitting in front of a dusty and oily computer.

Ye Feng stared at a game called “Food Chain” on the computer. He was participating in the Poetry Appreciation Event on the Night of the Full Moon on August 15 of the “Food Chain” game to win game coins.

“These players are quite talented. Time is running out. It seems that if I want to win this first prize again and earn 10,000 yuan, I have to come up with the poems I have in the bottom of the box.”

Ye Feng sighed and looked at the busy traffic outside the window, as if recalling something bad: “Alas, a penny can beat a hero, I think I used to be one of the four great talents of Tsinghua University, but now I have become a professional player incognito. , I was so down that I competed with game players for poetry and prose to make a living. Sigh, who made me kill the dozen or so people who got drunk with knives and treated me as a gangland that others wanted to beat me up. What a disaster. Life is completely over for Tamar…”

Ye Feng sighed, lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths, hurriedly clicked on the “Submit Poems” page, and then started typing.

With Ye Feng’s words, a group of gamers on the game page had heated discussions.

“Huh? The big devil with the red name actually participated in the poetry appreciation event, big devil, you are the first player in this game, and all my equipment was destroyed by you chasing and slashing it, you are too embarrassed to talk to us. Are these poor Bs robbing the event on this full moon night?”

“Yeah! Big devil, you block our equipment outside the safe area every day. I’ve been killed by you more than a dozen times, and you have sold my magical equipment for seven or eight thousand dollars. I’m sorry. Do you want to grab another ten thousand yuan?”

“Come on! Brothers, don’t let the big red devil win the first place, don’t vote for him! Mad! He is too embarrassed to participate in the poetry appreciation competition, and 70% of the players in a district let him kill him. Once, one of the schoolgirls I was with told him to stop playing this game! It made the old paper fall out of love on the night of the full moon, and this popularity still has the face to participate in the poetry contest! We don’t vote for him, unless ten All the judges gave him votes, otherwise he wouldn’t even think of winning this first place!”

Just as he was talking, a judge’s words appeared in the chat box: “Huh? Man? What a talented poem…”

“Ah?! Hey! What did I see! One of the judges said the poem of the famous red devil in public? Hey, hey, hey! Judge, are you embarrassed? Did you collect money? Damn! I’ll take a look at this scumbag. poem.”

“Man’s Walk”

When a man kills, he kills without mercy.

The immortal karma of Qianqiu is all in murder.

In the past, there was a man of greatness and loyalty.

Jiezhen kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather.

There are heroes and tyrants, killing people in chaos,

Galloping all over the world, only praising swords and guns.

If you want to look for this kind of thing, you will be fishing for the shadow of the moon in vain.

don’t see you,

The vertical Confucianism bees raised the dead, and China has since praised benevolence and righteousness.

Once the captives and barbarians were in chaos in the Central Plains, the scholars chased away the cowardly people and cried.

I want to learn the ancient style and revive the heroic spirit.

Reputation is like dung, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule.

Wearing a sharpened iron sword, he kills in a fit of rage.

Cut shares and drink, chat and laugh.

To kill an enemy for thousands of miles is willing to spend ten weeks.

Zhu Tianguang’s wife, and the knot secretly in love.

Going out of the west gate, Mu Tiren turned his head back.

Tired and dreaming of sleep, the battle trumpet blew suddenly.

Simon does not go to his mother, the mother is not sad for the child.

After a long history, the boy never returned.

In the battle between heaven and earth, tragically shocked the hell.

Three steps to kill a person, the heart stops and does not stop.

Thousands of miles of blood flow, corpses lie on Qianxun Mountain.

After the battle, the strong men sleep on the corpse of the enemy.

In the dream, it is still a murder, and the smile reflects Suhui.

The daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man so fierce?

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue only harmed people, and morality has never been true.

don’t see you,

Liger prey gained fame,

Who has pity on the poor elk?

The world has always eaten the weak, even if it is justified.

Junxiu asked,

Boys have their own boys.

Man, be violent.

Things and benevolence are inseparable.

The man is in the arena of killing, and his courage is like a bear and his eyes are like a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill, and don’t teach a man to wrap a woman’s heart.

The man never shows his sympathy, even though his rivals are with a smile.

There are a hundred battlefields in the battlefield, and everywhere is willing to be green with weeds.

Don’t tremble, man, there are songs for you to listen to:

Killing one is a crime, and Tu Wan is a hero.

If you slaughter nine million, you will become a male hero.

The male in the male, the way is different,

See through the thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life a glorious one.

A good name does not love a bad name, and a million people are killed without punishment.

I would rather teach ten thousand people to gnash their teeth and hate, and not teach no one to scold me.

Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where is the hero who does not kill?

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After Ye Feng submitted his poems, he closed the poetry appreciation activity page, and continued to operate his game character “Big Red Devil”, silently going to the Wild Boar Cave to fight monsters and eat brains to level up, UU reading www.sonicmtl. com Ye Feng didn’t care about the indignation of the game players on the Poetry Appreciation page. The top ten judges only commented on the talent of the poem, regardless of which player made it. Ye Feng believes that he can still get the first place.

But at this moment, there was a tight knock on the door, Ye Feng was puzzled, he didn’t know anyone here, who would knock on his door?

the landlord?

The landlord paid his rent for one year and went abroad half a year ago, and he won’t come back until the next year for Chinese New Year.

Ye Feng hurriedly came to the door and looked out through the cat’s eye. When he saw who it was, he immediately broke out in sweat, hurried to the computer, and put his change and the bank card made with someone else’s ID card. Putting it all in his pocket, he opened the underground tunnel he had spent a long time digging under the computer desk, and quickly closed the game. In the future, he would have to rely on this game account to eat, and the police must not see it.

How did the police find out about me?

I have read hundreds of anti-investigation books, and I have made everything seamless!

But when Ye Feng was closing the game, an inexplicable dialog box suddenly popped up from the game: “Game account: The Red Devil, your poetry book system is very appreciated, congratulations on being selected by this system as the [Different Cosmos Detective]. Passerby], the system will be bound to you in ten seconds, please be prepared.”

“Damn it! What is this? What is the Pathfinder of the Alien Universe?” Ye Feng was already angry, and he didn’t close the game anymore. He just pressed the restart button of the computer, then picked up a knife and went straight into the dark passage. Running at a fast pace.

But as soon as he got into the dark passage and ran into the underground waterway, he could get out of the manhole cover and sneak into the crowd to escape, but Ye Feng suddenly felt numbness all over his body, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the last thought was: Ma’s !

I fuck.

Who the hell pulled the wires into the sewer!

[End of this Chapter]