I would like to apologize to rking for stealing your idea and story setting without your permission.
There is no other reason, just your work makes my blood boil. I can not help but want to play with you Jin Yong, such as the inconvenience caused by your writing in the future, I would like to apologize for a hundred and twenty thousand first. I hope you can let me follow your steps to play with Jin Yong. The first time I wrote a posting, poor writing, please forgive me.
Remains of the serial ponies
This evening was surprisingly dull, so I came back from class, took a shower and put on a towel, then opened all the windows in my room. While blowing on the electric fan and drinking the Taiwanese beer I just took out of the refrigerator, I looked at the somewhat cold house and couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
Due to my mother’s early death and my father’s long years of working abroad. Since my older brother left to study abroad in high school, I have been living on my own in this building-within-a-building located on the 7th floor of Block B of the Won Won Senior Community.
Just got into the giant bean university, just the same department of the small horse in the search for housing, and they also chat with him, then let him live in. Originally did not intend to charge him rent, but he insisted on giving, so I had to charge him two thousand dollars a month to mean a little, from then on, every time I came home no longer have the feeling of loneliness. Xiao Ma is a good tenant, typical of the South, warm and good to get along with, in addition to love to bet no other bad habits.
But that ended, with the drag racer street slashings a month ago.
I guess it was fate, although I’ve never believed in fate… But it was just a coincidence that that day, Ma, who had never been a fun-loving person, came to borrow a car from me, and told me that he was going to the coffin store for an appointment with his online friend. His license plate number was 4, and it happened to be Friday the 13th… but none of that mattered anymore. As Ma’s luggage was packed and sent back by his family, everything started to go out of his life. I’m afraid all that was left was a tinge of loneliness in my own heart, and a sense of helplessness as I began to live alone again.
The doorbell rang, interrupting the thoughts of Fang Binquan, he pulled back to reality from the memories. He hurriedly put on the clothes and pants to open the door to see, it is the community patrol guard Mr. Li, he handed a parcel to Binquan, full of smiles, said: “This parcel is just courier delivery, just patrol time to, on the way to your delivery.”
Since Fang Mingliang (also Fang Binquan’s father) was one of the founders of Silver Star Security, the guards in the community were not only very courteous to him, but also very caring, which he had long gotten used to.
After signing the door, while opening the package, I saw that the top of the package was written with four ugly words “Jin Yong time and space” in a crooked signature pen.
Looking at the half-unwrapped package, I suddenly felt strange, I didn’t order anything about Jin Yong this kind of thing ah. Is it the wrong mail? Look at the address on the package, it is indeed the door number of my home is correct. I opened the package with a lot of questions in my mind, and when I looked at the two compact disks and a crumpled piece of printer paper in my hand, I couldn’t help but freeze for a moment… I had an idea, I knew where the package came from…
I still remember that more than two months ago, Xiao Ma happily pointed to a letter on the Internet to him, the content of which was a real-life erotic game about the Jin Yong novel trial qualification. After serious counseling that was still ineffective, I still lent Xiao Ma five thousand dollars and sent it to the address in the letter.
I do not care about such small sums of money. If I can make my friend buy a lesson, it is worthwhile to spend $5,000 on me. I remembered that I made fun of Pony for being tricked, and the honest Pony was depressed for a few days and said he would pay me back the five thousand dollars. But the irony is that now the stuff really came in the mail. However, it is too late, the horse died in an accident a month ago, it is really too late.
Looking at this should be considered a relic of the pony, Fang Binquan suddenly had an idea, why not play the game to the broken table, as in honor of the pony!
Chapter 1: Mistakenly Entering the Golden Age of Life
Although he wasn’t much of a console player himself, he had played online games on his computer. After registering Pony’s English name as his account and using his birthday as his password, Bin Quan ejected the CD-ROM while looking at the instructions. It was so unbelievable that only three words of mischief appeared in his mind at that time.
Yes, it’s definitely a hoax, as anyone with some degree of knowledge of the state of prior present day technology knows that the current virtual reality games are all still in development, and the methods mentioned in the instructions are so simple and childish, so impossible.
Unless… Unless… I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought, “Unless the guy who made the game is either an alien or a magician, or else a madman would believe that reciting ‘Flying Snow Shooting White Deer from the Sky’ is…”
Before I finished speaking, I felt dizzy, and a white mist seemed to rise from nowhere around the room…
“â”…Just play the game.” Suddenly, these words came out of his mouth for no apparent reason, startling Fang Binquan himself. But what surprised him even more was that the scene in front of him was no longer the familiar study room, but an alley, an alley that he remembered only from costume movies, an alley that only existed in the China Film and Culture City that he had visited as a child…
After trying three more ways to make sure my sanity was perfectly clear, I began to believe that what was in front of me was neither my hallucination nor my dream. Instead of my room, I was surrounded by an alley with stone and brick walls on both sides. There is no desk, no computer, no bookcase and its rich collection of books, there is only the CD-ROM in my hand and a dead body and swords and weapons all over the ground.
Looking at the diskette in my hand, I was more than certain that it was I who might actually be in a real-life game that claimed to be hyper-realistic. As for how realistic, I crouched down, trembling hands touching the cold corpse on the ground and the puddle of blood that had not yet coagulated, and then look at the other corpses in a miserable state of death, my stomach could not help but twisted. I had to admit that this virtual game was really well done, but I couldn’t help but have more questions in my mind… The noise coming from the entrance of the alley disrupted the thoughts that had just surfaced in the mind of Mr. Fang Binquan. When he turned around, he saw two guys wearing ancient Chinese battle armor and wielding long swords rushing into the alley with a bang. One seemed to be wounded and covered in blood. The one holding him was walking with a limp, and looking at that look, it seemed as if he had injuries on his feet.
The two men looked at the bodies on the ground and the stunned Fang Binquan, the one with the wounded foot suddenly shouted at him: “Traitor, take your life!” A sword to him chopped over. Fang Binquan side of the woeful flash of the lame person’s attack, the side of panic shouted: “two, do not misunderstand, people are not I killed!” But the other side completely ignore, still chasing him.
Luckily, my opponent had a foot injury and was limping, but my previous training wasn’t too bad, so I was able to cope with the situation in a hurry. Suddenly, I tripped over something behind me and lost my balance, falling to the ground on my butt, and at that moment my opponent’s 3-foot blade was slashing at me… While looking at my blood-stained shirt, I picked up the disc on the ground… Hey! As the manual says, it’s not damaged, not even scratched, not to mention cracked. I’m still shaking from the thrill of the experience!
When I came back to my senses, the person who wanted to kill me had already leaned down in my arms along with the sword for an unknown period of time, and had long since died. I don’t know where the long knife in my right hand came from, that person through the chest, flowing my face full of blood.
In an instant, the upset in my stomach from earlier came back to me.
Just now in the end what happened, honestly I myself is not too clear. I only remember that when he came at me with his sword, I threw the CD-ROM in my hand at him without thinking, and my right hand, which was propped up on the ground, seemed to have touched something, so I subconsciously swung it at him, and with a move called “Seeing the Sun in the Clouds,” I first swept to deflect the fatal sword, and then followed with a spin and a stab, only to feel that the sword’s end first hit something hard and then passed through a soft object. I felt that the end of the sword first hit something hard and then passed through a soft object…
Hey! “Seeing the sun through the clouds.” What a great move. I still remember the last time Mr. Li, the off-campus instructor of the Chinese Martial Arts Club, taught me this move, I complained to him that it was too simple and not as beautiful as the other sword moves that were so varied and complicated. I only remember that he even told me the old man’s sutra for a whole afternoon because of this. I didn’t expect that a move that I had no chance to use in real life would save my life in a virtual game, how ironic.
Thinking about it, somewhat sober, I barely struggled to get up, and oh my god! Dead bodies are heavy. It was hard to stand up, a breeze blew by, making me even more awake. Huh? Isn’t there another guy? Toward the entrance of the alley to take a closer look, that guy has long been sitting down in a corner of the alley, covered in blood, it seems to have lost too much blood, either fainted or dead. It was a close call. If he had attacked me with his sword, I would have been dead. I would have died, that is… Game Over.
Thinking about this, I once again thought about everything about this game, and that strange internet letter and all the weird rules in the manual came back to my mind. According to that rule, if I were to retreat now, I wouldn’t be able to enter again. Because I hadn’t done anything so far except accidentally kill a guy who looked like a soldier.
But this game is so strange… I desperately tried to convince myself that there is nothing strange in this world.
It’s a game…
A very real game, a game that is a pity to miss. Yes, it would be a pity to miss the opportunity right in front of me, like just like the real gun fight, I in reality not expect a long time? Since childhood, I have met the same friends, are almost not to fight with others, including in high school and college in the national martial arts club. Even if they did, it was only empty-handed, and there were many restrictions, not to mention the use of weapons. After all, in real life, no one would be willing to risk killing or injuring someone just for the thrill of the moment.
But not here! Yes, it’s different here. It’s a fictional game world. Although a little too realistic, but this is none of my business, has nothing to do with me. Thinking of this, the many questions in my heart had already been invisibly forced to be pressed deep within my heart.
Heh heh heh! This is just great, not only being able to fight and even kill people so much, but also being able to play with women to your heart’s content.
This game is really great, I am really too lucky. After I figured out my inner contradiction, my state of mind also changed greatly, and the confusion and unhappiness I felt after killing someone was actually swept away in a flash. Even I was surprised at my own transformation so quickly, but now there is a more important thing, that is to begin to think carefully about how I want to continue to play in order not to play so quickly to their own death.
But before that, I need to see what’s going on outside the alley. It’s been noisy since I came into this game, and even though I didn’t have the heart to pay attention to these things just now, from the beginning until now, I’ve had glimpses of a whole bunch of people in ancient costumes running around outside the alley. Now that I’m meditating on it, the noise is even louder, as if it’s a war.
“What’s all the noise? Is it the mainland calling!” I muttered as I walked towards the entrance of the alley, and when I walked past the living dead man, I heard him moaning and kicked him in the face. Hey, that felt good! I couldn’t help but freeze when I got to the entrance of the alley, oh my god! There was a real war going on outside, but it wasn’t the Chinese Communists, it was…
Fang Binquan a little stunned, the alley outside the scene looks a little like in the filming of ancient war movies, in that looks like an ancient Chinese city streets, there are dressed in ancient Chinese armor of the generals divided into two sides in the kill to cut to, there are running to escape to chaos as a mess, dressed like a civilian people fleeing, and even there are people riding a horse and someone to shoot arrows, it is really chaotic can be. But it seems that no one noticed Fang Binquan here, it seems that it is located in a very hidden and remote alleys. Regardless of it, he currently only intends to return to the depths of the alley first, at least there will not be temporarily affected by the battle, otherwise as long as I do not know where to shoot a stream of arrows, he is sure to flash through. He didn’t want to be kicked out of the game that quickly! After all, the game had only just begun, and he didn’t want to be played out so soon.
“The game is randomized and you will be sent to a certain scene in a Jin Yong novel. Of course if you save up enough points later, it is possible to buy a time machine to enter the specified scene at will.” This description suddenly surfaced in his mind, that’s it yes, this is 80% some ancient war scene that was mentioned in the Jin Yong novel, but that scene was too vast, almost scared to death. Used to playing computer games within the screen, I am obviously still not quite able to adapt to this virtual reality game.
Although I am not as Jin Yong fan of Jin Yong novels very understanding, but also not completely have not read. As a Chinese, it would be a waste to say that I have never read any Jin Yong novels. As far as I can remember, there are not many wars in the city that are mentioned in Jin Yong’s novels, I am afraid I can count them all on one hand. Among them, I am afraid the most famous is the battle of Xiangyang, a generation of warrior Guo Jing finally died there, hmm! A stupid shrimp! It was a waste of his martial arts skills.
When I think of this, my heart is full of disdain, what “chivalry, for the country and for the people”! People are dead, still talk about what for the country for the people? People have to live in order to be useful, in order to do things well, alas ~ ~ not to mention. In addition to Guo Jing, the great Xiangyang loser who killed the beautiful Huang Rong, then Shi Kefa, who attacked Yangzhou with the Qing army, and Zheng, who fought in Taiwan.
But those two piles of stupid soldiers outside, no matter which side they were on looked not only unlike Mongolian soldiers, but also unlike Qing dog Tartars. Thinking about this, I couldn’t help but start recalling all the costume drama looks I’ve seen, trying to figure out which time and space I’m actually in. I couldn’t figure it out even though I thought my head through, and those NPCs outside were all fighting, so there was no way to ask. If I had known, I would have gone to the history department instead of the foreign language department, and the problem would have been solved long ago.
Just as I was thinking this, a flash of light suddenly came to my mind, yes! That banner, that banner fought by one of the sides, only one person in history had used that word, that particular word… (To be continued)