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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Zixia


The auspicious clouds are colorful and the Buddha's voice is melodious.

A goddess in a white dress descends from the sky with her feet on lotus flowers.

She holds a vase in one hand and pinches orchid fingers in the other.

The whole is a beautiful Guanyin that is beyond the world.

The only difference is that there is a branch in the vase.

Roses, not willow branches.

Romance The audience in the audience naturally did not pursue this subtle discrepancy.

They were all refreshed, eagerly looking forward to it, and fell in love with it.

"Amitabha, dear donors, are you well?"

Rose transformed into Guanyin, her posture was dignified, and her voice changed from the coquettish to clear and solemn.

Then she returned to her true self and smiled playfully, "Dear viewers, do you think Rose looks like Guanyin?"

"Like, like," there were whistles and strange screams from the audience.

Rose waved her hands with satisfaction: "Tonight is the first monthly competition in the autumn, and it is also the first monthly competition after the new revision of the Nuclear Corpse Challenge.

I hereby announce that the remaining monthly competitions this year will be based on movies.

The theme unfolds, and the participating weekly champions will appear in the incarnations of the characters in the movie.

What determines the incarnations of the contestants is the theme of your monthly competition.

It comes from a Chinese classic of the last century.

Rose’s appearance today comes from The characters in the movie.

Moreover, we chose this movie as the opening chapter because it has a special meaning because it is related to our city.

It is based on one of the four ancient classics, and the author of the book is in this land.

He wrote this immortal masterpiece.

The protagonist in his novel is also the hero in the movie.

His legendary hometown is here.

If you want to know the name of this movie, please watch the big screen."

Rose pulled out a rose branch from the vase in her hand and threw it into the air.

Amidst the whistling of the wind and sand, a vicissitudes of life male voice sang a touching Cantonese song: "The past, the present, the past will never come back again.

Hong Hong , fallen leaves, buried in the dust, always unchanged at the beginning and end.

On the display screen surrounding the auditorium, yellow sand filled the air, and in the lonely city in the desert, four figures and one horse were walking meanderingly.

Applause rang out.

It was unclear whether it was from the audience or from the screen.

Some people were already shouting: "Westward Journey is Westward Journey."

Why" On the second underground floor, Xiao Ming was sitting in the white waiting room, watching the live broadcast on the electronic screen on the wall.

Around him, there were four staff members surrounded by a circle of boxes, who were also looking at the electronic screen intently.

She seemed more nervous than him.

But he was not nervous at all.

After so much, if he still felt nervous, his psychological quality would be too poor.

He relaxed his whole body and listened to this song that was slightly sad and deeply true.

His eyes were melancholy, and he seemed to have melted into the picture.

He liked this movie very much.

At an age when he didn't know what it was, he liked the beautiful desert scenery.

But at this moment, he seemed to understand better the love between Zhizunbao and Zixia Fairy that spanned time and space.

The characters in the movie jumped on the screen one by one: Fairy Zixia, Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, White Bone Demon, Spider Demon, Bull Demon King, and Princess Iron Fan Xiao Ming's thoughts were wandering in the void.

What is love?

He always believed that love in movies only exists in beautiful imaginations.

In the real world, such love does not exist, especially in the doomsday environment around us, even love exists.

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It is doubtful whether it is.

However, God sent Wanruo in front of him, and he believed that love may be the last gift God gave to mankind.

When everything becomes desperate, only love can illuminate the last glimmer of hope in the heart.

Wanruo's head appeared on the screen, along with the heads of Xiao Ming and the other four weekly champions, and the heads of the movie characters were arranged in two rows above and below.

"Everyone in the audience, please press the button in your hand to match the contestants with the characters in the movie.

The contestants' votes will determine who they transform into in the movie.

They will use the weapons and makeup in the movie.

Nuclear corpses that have become demons and monsters start a life-and-death showdown.

This will be a completely different and absolutely exciting monthly competition.

Let us enjoy an unprecedented visual feast."

Rose's voice was full of provocation, making the audience burst into laughter. boiling.

Xiao Ming turned a deaf ear and stared at the smiling face on the screen.

He thought that she was in a room next to him but could not see her.

He prayed silently in his heart that she would win the championship again tonight.

As for himself, he could only say , try your best and prepare for the worst.

"Wow, the results are out.

Contestant No. 1, Wanruo, will transform into Fairy Zixia; Contestant No. 2, Xiao Ming, will transform into Supreme Treasure; Contestant No. 3."

Rose's voice was filled with surprise, a little fluctuating, maybe the audience She was a little surprised by her choice.

She actually paired the little bastard with his little lover.

When Xiao Ming heard this result, his heart skipped a beat.

Who said the audience's eyes weren't sharp?

He once again felt that he was destined to be together.

No one could stop him from being with Wan Ruo.

After Rose finished speaking, the four staff around Xiao Ming started busy around him.

They put on makeup, combed their hair, changed clothes, and put on boots.

In a word, they were like serving the emperor.

Xiao Ming sat still, feeling that his face was covered with hair, but it didn't itch at all; and the person changing his clothes didn't need him to stand up, and directly hung a pair of shining armor on him, but he didn't feel itchy at all.

It's like you're not wearing anything Not long after, he had completed his transformation, but there was no mirror in the room, and he didn't know whether he looked like the Supreme Treasure.

The four staff members completed the task, and three of them left one after another, leaving only one to accompany him.

When they opened the door, Xiao Ming happened to see a man in a white coat walking over with a syringe in his hand.

He couldn't help but blurt out: "What is that?"

The remaining staff did not answer, and their faces under the spherical protective helmets were indifferent, as if they had become accustomed to it.

Xiao Ming then remembered the webmaster he saw at the top-floor hospital.

He once asked Rose if he wanted to give him an injection, and his heart suddenly woke up.

They inject drugs into players before the game and selectively inject them.

In other words, this Nuclear Corpse Challenge Competition is not fair.

The players are not fighting solely based on their own strength.

There are also some external forces that influence the outcome of the competition.

Xiao Ming was shocked.

His original judgment was biased.

He only thought about the influence on the audience, but he did not think about the black hands behind the scenes, such as Shuitou who coerced him into participating.

The three giants in the black market were the biggest bookmakers in this event.

Whichever player the dealer prefers will win, and the rose is just their puppet.

Once he understood this, his original calmness and calmness suddenly disappeared, and his confidence in himself was greatly reduced.

The biggest prerequisite for any competition is fairness and justice.

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Once this support is lost, no matter how hard the players try, it will be useless.

So, are his efforts these days still useful?

Especially his hidden strength, perhaps, is the biggest failure in his plan.

On the electronic screen, a group of monsters danced wildly, and Xiao Ming was also in a state of chaos.

Suddenly, the melody of Journey to the West sounded again, and a savage girl's voice came into his chaotic heart: "Whether it's a god or a monster, it's just me and my beloved."

If I can pull it out, even if he is a monster, I will follow him for the rest of my life."

In the narration of the movie, a girl in ancient costume with a light shirt and thin skirt rises into the wind from the center of the stage.

The camera shows a close-up.

She is seen wearing a loose ring bun, and a pair of black and white star eyes are focused on Sai Xue.

On the pink face, with a straight nose and pouty red lips, she looks like a real-life Zixia fairy.

"Wanruo" Xiao Ming was attentive and his eyes were shining.

He had to admire the makeup skills and speed of the staff.

In just a few minutes, he helped Wanruo complete the transformation.

However, this was also due to her background. good.

The whistles and strange screams throughout the venue were like the endless stream of a surging river.

Only Rose had been able to arouse such a sensation in the male audience before.

However, with her fresh and unparalleled temperament, she seemed to have formed a rivalry with the ever-changing Rose. .

The roses still remain on the stage, with the lotus flowers at their feet.

The majestic treasures and the floating fairy-like figures form two beautiful scenery, refusing to give in to each other, competing for beauty and beauty.

"Wanruo, Fairy Zixia, you are very popular.

Do you have anything to say to everyone?"

Rose's tone was both sympathetic and a little sour.

Wan Ruo was as calm as water, calm, smiling, and gently shook her head.

Her natural behavior, which was completely from the heart, was already a little better than the rose whose words and deeds were refined.

Xiao Ming observed Wanruo carefully.

He hadn't seen her in a month and she looked good.

He believed that she missed each other as much as he did, but this longing did not affect her condition today at all.

His eyes fell on the sword in his hand, and he looked worried.

He informed the players before the game that the weapons in the theme movie would be used in the monthly competition instead of those used in normal training.

Fortunately, the sword is one of the seven weapons in training, but Wanruo is best at flying knives.

Originally, with the popularity she accumulated in the weekly competition, the audience will definitely choose the dagger for her.

From this point of view, she He suffered a loss.

"Everyone in the audience, please enjoy Fairy Zixia's wonderful performance.

I hope she won't disappoint you."

Rose disappeared on the stage, and a dark figure emerged from the center of the stage, with hair all over her body and head on her head.

With long horns and eyes as big as an ox, this is Wan Rui's opponent today.

In fact, "he" doesn't need to make up.

The nuclear corpse itself is more monster than a monster.

Xiao Ming thought to himself that the arrangement of the competition was quite original, allowing the audience to enjoy a real-life version of Zixia Fairy fighting the Bull Demon King.

However, wait a moment, what character will the contestant who transformed into the Bull Demon King face?

Is it Sun Wukong?

But isn’t he Sun Wukong?

Who will be his opponent?

A gong sounded and the timer started.

The Minotaur screamed and shot its entire body towards the target like an arrow.

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Even though Xiao Ming had confidence in Wanruo, his heart trembled when he saw it.

"He" was moving too fast, and he had two long sharp horns on his head.

If he hit her head-on, the consequences would be disastrous.

It was like holding a purple-green sword horizontally, with both hands parted, "canglang", the sword was unsheathed, drawing a cold light in the air, and came out of the hand.

At this moment, Xiao Ming's heartbeat almost stopped.

She was making a desperate move, using the sword as a weapon.

Throwing the knife The Minotaur's body stagnates, and the sword has passed through the chest.

If it stabs the heart, it will be fatal, but "his" counterattack before death will only become more ferocious.

Sure enough, "his" body lagged behind and then pounced, from top to bottom, at a height exceeding the limit of the human body, towards Wanyu, which shocked Xiao Ming's heart to start beating wildly.

Like a kitten under a tiger's kiss, she huddled on the ground.

The moment the Minotaur was about to cover her body, she let out a short cry, jumped up like a spring, curled up her right knee in mid-air, and hit her opponent in the middle. mandible.

"Ka", the sound of broken bones came clearly from the screen.

The Minotaur didn't even hum.

It fell over on its back and fell on the ground.

From the twisted angle of "his" head, it looked like it had been Solved.

Xiao Ming took a long breath and remembered that Wanruo had practiced Taekwondo since childhood.

There was really no need to worry.

A uniform sigh came from the screen.

It seemed that he was not the only one who cared about her.

Wanruo at this moment was really like the Zixia Fairy.

It's generally deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Wow," Rose's voice changed a little, "Contestant No. 1, Wanruang, once again set a new record, setting the best time in all previous monthly competitions of the Nuclear Corpse Challenge Competition. 15 seconds.

I don't even know what to say.

Let’s congratulate her on advancing to the season.”

Rose also accidentally set a record.

The final result was announced just after the first contestant finished the competition and there were a bunch of contestants behind her.

However, no one doubted her.

Everyone believed it, just like today.

The winner of the late month is undoubtedly Amidst the endless applause, Xiao Ming heard the staff's prompt: "Contestant No. 2, prepare to go on stage":