Mu Qingyun listened to the 'goddess' in the room finish her porridge, stood up and brushed the dirt off her knees, turned around and walked out of the door, heading straight to Wuwei Street.
Yuncheng is a mountain city, and Wuwei Street is built on high ground, which is the highest point in the entire Yuncheng.
There are many shops and restaurants on the street.
Mu Qingyun looked around and saw that the food shop was open for business normally, and the price of food was eighty cents per stone.
A little more expensive than usual, but not outrageously so.
Pedestrians on the street have patched clothes everywhere and look skinny. Anyone with a flat head and straight face who is described as good-looking must be from a wealthy family.
The weather has been weird recently. A few days ago it was so hot that the earth cracked. A few days later, another cold wave hit. It became increasingly difficult to grow crops and the people's lives became increasingly difficult.
It was even worse in previous years.
Ten years ago, the demon stars in the sky penetrated the sun, and the Ming Dynasty entered a long night, without seeing the sun for a whole year.
At that time, the Ming Dynasty was almost destroyed, but fortunately it only lasted a year. However, after recovering, monsters appeared in the world again.
People don't know where this monster comes from. There are many mountains and swamps, but fewer in cities. The monsters are irrational, cannibalistic, and have strange shapes, but they are all powerful.
In those years, the lives of ordinary people were really miserable, with today and no tomorrow.
It wasn't until he established the current prince, established the "Destroy the Decay Army", and recruited warriors from all over the world that he finally forced all the monsters in the world into the great swamp in the northern part of the Ming Kingdom three years ago.
After everyone has experienced these fucked-up things, they just treat this mere climate issue as normal.
Mu Qingyun walked all the way to the door of Yunlai Winery. As expected, the cheap brother, cousin, and their friends were drinking in this winery.
These few were chatting animatedly.
The libertine named Guo Nan held a wine glass in one hand and smiled at Zhang Wu: "How many good female actors are there? You can't be polite to that woman."
"Listen to me and tidy up so that she will be afraid when she sees you..."
Mu Qingyun silently held the wooden stick on his back in his hand, walked over, picked up the stick and started to smoke.
The stick came out with thunderous force and hit Guo Nan's wine glass, hitting him in the face with the wine glass.
"Ouch!"
In an instant, Guo Nan's nose felt sore and painful, with tears and mucus flowing out along with blood.
Everyone at Zhang Wu's table was stunned.
Mu Qingyun didn't give them a chance to react or escape. He hit the other person in the mouth with a stick from his backhand.
She specifically picked the opponent's mouth to hit, and the stick flew from one hand to that so fast that it almost left an afterimage.
In one go, Zhang Wu and Zhang Shen were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.
"You shameless people, you stole the shit basin from our master's house. What did you do with it? Do you want to eat it?"
There were seven or eight tables of drinkers in the wine shop. They were dazzled by the drinks. They saw her stick flying in every square inch. It was so beautiful that there were cheers from all over the place.
When they heard that these young men had gone to steal someone else's excrement basin, and that the owner of the excrement came to visit them, they all burst into laughter.
"cough."
There was an old man sitting at a table not far from the door. He was watching Mu Qingyun playing with a stick, but his expression was strange, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. He tried his best not to rush over and wrap the stick in Mu Qingyun's hand.
Stop drifting, it's uncomfortable.
The old man quickly covered his eyes, fearing that his tricks would be ruined.
What kind of trick is this? It looks like swordsmanship but is not swordsmanship. It’s so fancy and there are so many meaningless movements. What’s the point of playing like a monkey?
Mu Qingyun was a little happy and a little nervous.
She beat them so hard that several of them collapsed on the ground holding their heads and moaning. Only then did she feel that the stagnation in her chest was slightly dissipated, and she stepped forward and kicked Zhang Wu: "Next time -"
She cast a sinister look at these lower class people.
Guo Nan's face turned pale, he instinctively shrank, and his whole body trembled.
Zhang Wu stared at Mu Qingyun, and finally recognized that this was his sister, and rolled his eyes anxiously.
His nose and mouth were all swollen and he was so angry that he was really angry.
Mu Qingyun was so happy that he picked up the rice wine on the table, drank a glass, turned around and left with the stick in his arms. He was so happy that he hummed a tune in his mouth: "I have sharpened my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. Today I will show you how to use it." Jun, who has - injustice!"
The old man sitting at the door sprayed a mouthful of wine on the floor as soon as he heard Mu Qingyun's tune.
He couldn't help but think, what kind of idiot is this, who has taught this child to be a different person.
How terrible!
He is the sect leader of the Baiyun Sect in Baiyun Mountain. His name is Fang Ruofeng. He is somewhat famous in the Ming Dynasty and is revered as the 'Old Sword God'.
Mu Qingyun passed by his table, walked out of the door, and went down the steps. He rushed to the window and looked eagerly. He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't stop anyone.
Fang Ruofeng could tell that this child should have some foundation in martial arts, and he should only practice external skills and not cultivate internal energy.
It seems that he was practicing blindly. He was able to develop such speed through blind practice. He beat several grown men to the point where they were unable to fight back. That kind of attitude of lifting a weight but not taking it lightly, tsk, he has good qualifications.
But this is a woman, and she is very old. Judging from her bones, she must be over fifteen years old.
It's not that you can't practice martial arts at the age of fifteen, but that girls of this age must be pressed by their families to get married.
Once a girl gets married, hey!
Fang Ruofeng is very busy, with a lot of disciples to teach, and there is no shortage of this one.
Practicing martial arts is hard work. As a good girl, you should not harm others.
Mu Qingyun came out of the wine shop, guessing that Zhang Wu would go back and complain, but she would always give these people a beating.
As a woman, you must have this responsibility.
Walking through the market all the way, Mu Qingyun frowned, why didn't he see a master?
Isn’t it recorded in the historical data that heroes and masters abounded in this era?
Just as he was passing by the medicine shop, Mu Qingyun stopped, counted the coins in his wallet, and decided to go back and ask Zhang Qing for money to buy medicine.
It's a pity that she can't bring the things she prepared.
When he was at home, Mu Qingyun knew that it might not be until 2895. This is the end of the great tribulation.
The disasters at this stage are mainly floods, climate abnormalities, and monsters.
In 2907, the Zhansheng Army launched a surprise attack and wiped out the monsters in thirty-six restricted areas in the Ming Kingdom.
In the same year, the prince announced that he would not succeed to the throne of the emperor, and the monarchy ended. A prime minister was set up to manage the government, and he was replaced every three years to achieve peace.
She deliberately carried a bunch of information that she might need and prepared a large mountaineering bag.
The bag contains small gold bars, mechanical watches, regular medicine, sanitary napkins, compressed biscuits, etc. It also contains a Joe's solar power bank and a handheld notebook.
The mountaineering bag, which was half a person's height, she didn't even want to put down when she was dancing with her sword.
However, she was not allowed to bring it, and the system only allowed her to bring it with the system reward.
Name: Mu Qingyun (Characteristics: God rewards those who work hard)
Age 18
Intelligence: 7 (0.03)
Strength 6 (0.01)
Agility 5 (0.9)
Spirit 6 (0.8)
Free attribute points: 1
Skills: Nursing 5, Cooking 5 (0.8), Piano 2 (absolute pitch 0.94) Poke 3, Archery 1.9
Equipment: 4 sticks to refine fake into real incense (remaining)
Mu Qingyun finally used up one stick of incense.
I just hope that everyone, entering into any of her thoughts, can go and come back safely without affecting reality.
Walking all the way back to Zhang's house, it was obvious that Zhang Wu hadn't replied yet, that is, he hadn't complained yet. Mu Qingyun smiled and went to the kitchen to dig out some food like a normal person. After eating and drinking, he went back to the room and sat down.
Only then did she have the energy to think about how she should get through this script and her way out.
What can she do in this day and age.
Now, she is in the whirlpool of the plot.
The heroine Zhang Rongrong is her cousin and the daughter of the eldest family member of the Zhang family.
The vicious female supporting role is named Zhang Xiuxiu, her half-sister and the daughter of Zhang Qing's original wife.
The male protagonist is Sun Yuzhi, a young man from a well-known family. He ran away from home because he did not like the wife chosen for him at home and yearned for free love.
This man first met the gentle Zhang Xiuxiu, and after a series of entanglements, Zhang Xiuxiu fell deeply in love. He then turned around and fell in love with the lively and lovely Zhang Rongrong. Various misunderstandings caused you and me to fight over each other.
The male and female protagonists are responsible for showing off their affection, but the onlookers suffer heavy casualties.
Mu Qingyun, also known as Zhang Qingqing, is the unlucky cannon fodder affected by the love affair between the male and female protagonists, one of the poor control groups among the onlookers. (Wise House Chinese has no pop-ups and is updated in a timely manner)
