Retire from the human world

Chapter 29

"What do you mean never being human?"

Du Heng often said that cultivators are not mortals, so Shen Dong really didn't think about what he was.It turns out that even cultivators belong to the "used to be human" group, but he was kicked out of the human group?So curious!

"Speak without permission and disturb the order! After disbanding, run [-] laps around the barracks!"

Shen Dong is honored to be the first winner of this training class!A group of demons and ghosts looked at Shen Dong together.

"For example, this one... (the dryad who was named by the teacher shook his head triumphantly), has never been a human being!"

"...your... old sir, you mean, I'm a monster?"

Shen Dong was stared at in unison again. Although all the students didn't see what changed in Shen Dong, they all preconceived that he was a high-ranking man, and it was normal to not see it. It turned out that this girl didn't know himself at all What is it.

"You are not a monster."

The old gentleman in the class said slowly, "In this way, let's talk about the taboo class in the cultivation world. If you meet a ghost, he doesn't know he's dead, and even continues to live in the form of a living corpse. Don't tell him 'you're dead' rashly, that's killing him, not saving him...the corpse will be corrupted in an instant. The same is true for practitioners, if you meet an old friend, he can't remember who he is, even like a mortal Living in the mundane world, the world of comprehension does not allow you to tell the other party everything rashly. This will happen in Buddhist reincarnation practice or soul separation when the soul is out of the body. If this happens because of an accident, rashly remind the other party of that accident The consequences will be very serious, the mood will be unstable, the memory will be disturbed, and you will not be able to control your body and power, even if you are not possessed by demons, most of your power will collapse."

Shen Dong froze there without moving.

Lei Cheng bumped his elbow, ready to make fun of him, boy, how dare you be a certain grandmaster, have a big background?But when he thought that he might be fined three hundred circles for whispering, he immediately swallowed all the words that came to his lips.

"Just as you need to get rid of obsessions by yourself, it is best to remember things you have forgotten. I hope that after the training class assessment, all problems can be solved easily."

Shen Dong: ...

Damn, the way to cure amnesia in the cultivation world is to make people famous detectives?

The course lasted for a full four hours, and those who dozed off were all called out and ran around. Rather than talking about lectures, it was more like talking about mountains, starting from the bankruptcy of the company in the underworld, and talking about the N types of zombies, such as the color of corpse hair, Whether to cheat the corpse immediately after death or to break out of the coffin after being buried for many years, the key science popularization is that zombies who are more than a thousand years old will fly, so don't mess with them.Let’s talk about several major factors that cause zombies’ abilities, such as the soil quality of the burial, the feng shui of the burial site, and even the type of coffin, and what is the method of death——finally, it focuses on the only remaining drought man in the Chinese cultivation world, Makino Zhengchanghou.

"Hanba is the most powerful zombie. Once it appears, the mortal world will suffer from severe drought throughout the year. Therefore, Zheng Changhou has to pay hundreds of thousands of fines for environmental damage every year, which once caused a surge in the number of people who learn the rain praying technique in the cultivation world..."

Well, where there is a demand, there is a market.

Automatically translated into economic terms, the world view can be supported without pressure.

"It is wrong to think that flying zombies will evolve into a drought. The cause of the drought is very harsh. First, there must be a major war. At least 10 people will die. It cannot be murder or prisoners. The blood will flow and the flesh will become mud. ——” The old gentleman who was lecturing on the stage let out a long sigh, stroked his beard and said, “If a corpse dies on such a battlefield, it will be buried on the spot three days later without a coffin. Cut it off...the corpse does not rot, and after 2000 years, no one touches it, it will become a drought."

Lei Cheng's eyes are shining, it's too powerful.

Shen Dong squinted, and decided to forget it or not to tell him, Hanba was wandering around the provincial capital a few days ago, and Du Heng even called a sloppy Taoist from Laoshan to do environmental protection.

"Zheng Changhou, died in the Battle of Muye 3000 years ago..."

Three or four of the queues that stood neatly fell out in an instant, and the number of running circles increased again tonight.

Shen Donglei, who was blind to history and was a waste of time, looked at each other. The professional tour guide said that without the history of tourist attractions, he really couldn't figure it out.I don't understand why these demons and ghosts can't hold on. After being mortals for more than 20 years, they still haven't expressed the collapse of their worldview.

"The Battle of Muye, also known as the Crusade of the Shang Dynasty and the Extermination of the Zhou Dynasty, is the key point of the history class. Usually we call it the final scene of the Battle of the Conferred Gods."

Lei Cheng shook for a while, but Hao Xuan stopped.

"This is a matter of luck. The souls of the monks with too high abilities, the Immortal General Shang Zhou, were all taken away by the Conferred Gods Stage, and the ones with too low abilities entered reincarnation. Zheng Changhou happened to be in between... but not enough for the Conferred Gods Stage. , even if he becomes Hanba now, he can only stay in the human world."

Do you want to complain about such a powerful Hanba, who was actually a loser who fell in front of the single-plank bridge for the college entrance examination on the Fengshen List?Sure enough, people are more deadly than others, and they have to be thrown away if they compare goods.

"What the Wusi Ligui training class will teach you is not only the common sense in the cultivation world, but also various basic abilities, such as proficiency in the use of at least one weapon, and even worse, the ability to escape. Rote memorization is not enough. , it’s better to remember what others have said, and no one will give you a pen and paper in times of crisis!”

So after the cultural class was over, everyone ran to pick up weapons in a mess.

"What did you say about the sword? It's so handsome!" Lei Cheng put on a very imposing pose. He came to school in martial arts movies.

Shen Dong didn't know why his eyelids twitched: "Don't be stupid, you just want to practice swords without being single-minded?"

"That's right!" Lei Cheng didn't realize that Shen Dong was wrong, and nodded seriously. "In martial arts novels, super masters all use swords, and everything else is cannon fodder, used to set off the protagonist's high martial arts. What about knives...it's not good, passers-by use knives, except for flying knives... yes! that's it!"

Shen Dong stared dumbfounded at Lei Cheng leaving with a mace in his hand.

The tree demon took the long whip, and the little civet cat rolled around on the ground holding an iron gall.

Although these weapons were not very good, they were considered sharp, but Shen Dong felt extremely irritable, especially when he saw those few swords, he wanted to destroy them all for no reason.What does this mean?He used to be an eminent monk who thought weapons were ominous and insisted on destroying them? (Hey, heavy fog, it’s obvious that colleagues are extremely jealous when they meet)

So he came out empty-handed.

The literati of the Song Dynasty who lectured on culture were no longer there. Two rows of armored soldiers unceremoniously tied people to the shelves one by one. Some stood upside down and some leaned at 45 degrees. The civet cats were all tied up by one foot, and then struggled and swayed.

A very young general, wearing a helmet, a chain armor, a breastplate, a big red robe, and a long sword at his waist, was walking back and forth among them: "Who is afraid of heights?"

Chi Mao raised his hand tremblingly.

"Who gets carsick?"

The dryad shakes its branches.

"It's unfortunate to tell you that in the world of comprehension, both of these two problems must be overcome! No god is afraid of heights! There is no place to run on the ground in a war, do you understand that they all use flying? If you pull you Go to the front line of Beiman Mountain, not to mention killing the enemy standing on your head, you must be familiar with attacking and defending at any angle of body tilt, no matter how strong the wind blows, you are not allowed to close your eyes, if you close it, you will die!"

Shen Dong walked to Lei Cheng's side, and consciously stood on his head.

"I can tell you about the assessment criteria for this course. Falling from a 50-meter-high cliff requires you to complete a complete set of Taizu Changquan before landing. The weapon assessment is to jump off the cliff with fifty soldiers at the same time. Smear white ash on the surface, those who are hit in the vitals are not qualified, and those who repel less than 30 soldiers are not qualified!"

Lei Cheng almost wanted to cry bitterly.

Hun Dan, aren't you really training the number one martial arts master?Even how to jump off a cliff perfectly and smoothly is an exam item!No, he finally understood the difference between the world of comprehension and martial arts novels!In the world of comprehension, passing this assessment only means that you can come back alive from the battlefield, which is to prevent negative population growth!

"...In war, morale is what wins! If we don't have enough momentum, we won't be able to fight this battle! Who is timid?"

Chi Mao continued to stretch out his hand tremblingly, and Lei Cheng also wanted to raise his hand.

"Then try to think about your most important thing, the most important person, who is gone!"

Shen Dong listened nonchalantly, he was distracted at first, but suddenly a very vague shadow appeared in his mind.

Ok?

"...If not, just think about the thing you hate the most! Bring that anger!" The little general raised his hand to straighten his helmet, and said majesticly, "Try it now!"

Chi Mao immediately stared with small eyes and screamed: "The one who put cheese on the mousetrap is a bastard!"

Brother Little Tiger: "How many holes have you dug, you bastard rabbit?"

"..."

The future of this comprehension world is worrying!

After class, Lei Cheng crawled back to the tent, while Shen Dong and a few unlucky guys had to run [-] laps around the barracks.Shen Dong's experience in this kind of thing is, don't count the number of laps.It's okay if you can't finish running, just lie down and rest in place.

As for the food, the training course for the deadly ghosts in vain is very tricky, and only provides the legendary Bigu Dan.The trainees pay for it at their own expense, and the aura is transformed, so you don't need to eat, drink and go to the toilet.So if you want to save money, learn bigu first.

Shen Dong was thinking maybe he needs to do a brain teaser, neither a monster nor a human, so what exactly is it?Zombies are wrong, tree demons are also a kind of monsters, right?

Forget it and change the question, membership cards have numbers, and Shanhai.com is no exception. His card is "Geng 22", what does this mean?He has at least 21 ahead of him!That's a good idea, try to borrow someone else's card to have a look.

Ten hours later, Shen Dong returned as if nothing had happened.

Lei Cheng lay straight on the Datong bunk, with a depressed expression: "Since I died, I can't sleep anymore!"

He stared at the entrance of the tent, as if he was waiting for something, "Have you all come back?"

"Yeah, I'm the slowest!" Can a mortal be as fast as a tiger?

"No, the seat next to you is still vacant!"

When Shen Dong turned his head, the tree demon was snoring over there, and there was indeed an empty seat in the middle of the bunk.

"Did you see the sign hanging on it? Tengu, tsk tsk, I'm so curious, but I haven't waited for this guy to come back!" Lei Cheng looked regretful, and Shen Dong looked down, looking at the little civet cat lying there sprawled .

Lei Cheng followed his gaze inexplicably, at first he didn't care, then suddenly jumped up: "Tiangou? You clearly said it looks like a cat!"

Shen Dong said dumbly: "How do I know, probably the dog breeds in the sky are like this!"

"I'll go! Is Erlang God raising a cat or a dog?"