The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 349 Kung Fu and Magic

And so it went until the day of the party.

It was a Saturday night.

Although it was the weekend, there were far fewer fairies in the fairyland than usual.

That day.

Song Ling was in her room.

She spread out her homework on the desk and propped her phone up in front of it.

The bedroom door was closed, and my mom had no idea what she was doing inside.

However, her grades have improved significantly recently.

My mother really didn't discipline her too much.

The party has begun.

But to be honest, these young people haven't watched a live TV gala for quite a long time.

If it weren't for her brother, she would rather watch videos.

At this moment, my cousin's show hasn't started yet.

She looked up and remembered the panda grandpa.

These days, she still often enters the fairyland at noon to play with the old panda.

The longer she spent with him, the more she felt that the panda grandpa had a familiar aura about him that she had known since childhood.

Since cultivating in the fairyland, her mind has become increasingly sharp.

But she still didn't dare to guess or think too much.

"Is it really just a coincidence that Xiao Yan, Xiao Zhu, and I were all among the first to enter the Fairy Realm and become Jade Maidens?"

"I was injured that time, in a bad situation, and feeling down. Grandpa Panda just appeared beside me like that. Why did he care about me so much?"

After such a thought came to mind.

It was quickly suppressed again.

Finally, the moment for the magic show arrived.

"Next, please welcome the hottest young magician, Zhang Wuqi, to perform 'Kung Fu and Magic' for everyone."

The host stood at the edge of the stage, holding a microphone in one hand and raising the other.

Immediately afterwards, the central part of the stage slowly rose up.

A three-panel screen appeared on the stage.

The middle section is very large, and the light spots on the screen converge to form a pattern of a peacock spreading its tail.

Two screens on either side extend diagonally towards the audience seating area.

This meant that the audience on both sides could not directly see the two stone platforms that appeared in the middle of the screen; the magician on one of the platforms could only watch the magic show through the large screen at the back of the stage.

People have already started typing comments on the screen.

"—Limiting your perspective, haha, it's obvious you're trying to exploit a misaligned viewpoint. Is this innovation?"

Song Ling didn't want the comments to spoil her enjoyment of watching her brother's performance.

Then I turned off the bullet comments.

My cousin, dressed in ancient costume, stood handsomely on the stone platform on the left: "Someone asked me why I was able to fight so well when we were filming the movie last time."

"Actually, martial arts is essentially a set of routines. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Take this move, 'Tiger King Descends from the Mountain'..."

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Deep in the mountains, a girl dressed in animal skins carries a homemade bow and arrows on her back, a kitchen knife at her waist, and a javelin as tall as herself in her hand.

The weather in the north is still quite cold this time of year.

The night wind was strong as she walked along a winding, narrow path.

We passed through the mountains and forests.

It is a downward slope.

The girl jumped down lightly, her movements as agile as a monkey.

Although the angels had warned them not to easily display their wildly improved physical abilities in public.

To avoid being discovered as abnormal and thus being arrested and dissected.

Momo Momo didn't know whether she would really be dissected.

However, there was no one else here.

Naturally, there's no need to worry about being discovered.

Below the slope is a wall made of piled stones.

The wall is four meters high.

She stood there, took a deep breath, and jumped straight down.

With a bang, mud splashed everywhere.

Her legs were only slightly bent.

Even she wouldn't have dared to jump like that in the past.

There are several dilapidated houses here.

She walked around these houses, and there was a local temple.

"Grandma?" the girl looked up and called out.

"Oh dear, why are you here at this hour?" A hunched-over old woman, leaning on her cane, slowly walked out of the temple.

"I brought some meat for Grandma." The girl took out a large piece of dried cured meat from the canvas bag on her left.

"Come, come! You've come at the perfect time."

The old woman said, "Come quickly and worship the gods, and ask them for your protection." The girl was pulled into the temple by her grandmother.

Inside the temple, the incense table was covered with candle ash.

The statue of the Earth God on the stone platform had long since collapsed.

Originally, this local deity was a renowned elder from a thousand years ago.

But after all these years, no one knows what the local earth god's name was or what he did back then.

This temple is quite old, and now even the statues of the gods are cracked and broken.

But at this moment, a colorful painting appeared on the wall behind the statue.

The painting depicts a comet with a blood-red tail.

They all saw the blood-red comet that streaked across the night sky last summer, of course.

Grandma insisted that it was a god descending to earth.

He would drag the girl along and spend all day burning incense and kneeling in worship.

They also said that there were unusual celestial phenomena, and that chaos would soon ensue.

But so much time has passed, and the world doesn't seem to have fallen into chaos.

The girl was very suspicious that it wasn't a god or a demon descended to earth at all.

But every time I come here, my grandmother still drags me to the temple to worship the gods.

It doesn't matter to me, Modo Modo.

Anyway, praying to the gods doesn't guarantee protection.

But if you don't worship, the gods certainly won't protect you.

So let's follow Grandma's lead and offer a piece of cured meat on the altar, just like before.

In the temple, where the red paint had peeled off and the old traces were mottled, I worshipped the blood-red shooting star that symbolized the gods... or perhaps the demons.

The girl stayed here and chatted with her grandmother for a while.

When my maternal grandmother was young, she was a shaman in the surrounding villages.

My maternal grandmother's mother was a sorceress, and my grandmother followed her in doing so when she was young.

It's basically about making talismans, getting some water, shaking them a few times, and then putting them on someone's body to ward off evil spirits for the villagers.

Sometimes, they would call out the name of a child who was delirious with fever, hoping to bring the child's soul back.

Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. But in any case, back then, people didn't really have a better solution.

Later, my maternal grandmother's mother was arrested and struggled against, and she died.

My grandmother was so frightened that she fled to the mountains and stayed there to guard this temple. And so many years have passed.

Even outside the mountains, many people in this area are still poor!
After entering the fairyland, Momo Momo realized that the lives of children in the big city outside were so colorful.

However, as a child from the mountains, she has had a mysterious affinity for nature since childhood.

Just as fish need water and birds need the sky.

Therefore, she doesn't yearn for big cities.

I chatted with my grandma for a while.

She then left.

Hunting was her life, just like "studying" as other actresses said, it was a part of her daily routine.

Although she found hunting to be a very interesting activity.

Most young women get angry when it comes to studying.

However, because she now has increased strength, she is becoming more and more perceptive and has sharper hearing and eyesight.

They always reap great rewards.

In the past, it took many days for one big harvest, but now I've had harvests for several nights in a row.

She became cautious and only wandered around for a while tonight, not staying in the deep mountains for long before returning home.

Upon entering the fairyland, she saw that all the jade maidens were extremely excited.

They were all talking about that "cult leader brother".

"I feel like the cult leader is really trying to teach me martial arts," someone said.

"How did they do that? When they were performing the move, they were still on this pillar, but when they were dismantling the move, they suddenly moved to another pillar."

"It's a bit like a stand-in technique in anime."

"They say it's an optical illusion. Actually, the cult leader is behind the screen. What you see in front of him is just an image, like a mirage."

"Then how come he suddenly teleports to the other side after he finishes a move while fighting himself? Even if he's behind a screen, it's impossible for him to change his posture so suddenly. That doesn't seem like a stand-in."

"Could it be that Brother Sect Leader really knows magic?"

"Magic tricks are all fake."

"Of course I know magic tricks are fake, but it was still too amazing. My mouth was open the whole time. And the last part, flying up and walking with my hands behind my back above the screen, it really was like being an immortal."

"I originally thought it would be the same close-up magic as before. To be honest, I think he might actually be able to fly."

The young women began to work and discuss at the same time.

Momo looked around and found that almost everyone... whether they were in the first batch with her or in the later batch.

Everyone was talking about that cult leader brother.

She tilted her face in confusion.

Has the outside world reached the point where everyone knows that cult leader brother?

I have a feeling that I'm here.

That cult leader is even greater than a god.

(End of this chapter)