"Where are fellow Taoists from? You don't look like a local." She looked gentle and polite, with a good temper. But Chen Da was a little embarrassed. His enthusiasm did not get the response he deserved, and he was treated with a few words that were businesslike. It was blocked and came back.
People from Cangxi always feel like interfering in other people's internal affairs when they enter Yang Jiecheng to work. Therefore, Wang Heng told him not to reveal that he is a person from Cangxi to avoid being targeted by local monks. "A casual cultivator has a home all over the world."
Every word she said could be regarded as the end. Chen Da laughed a few times and found that he was such a versatile person, but now he couldn't take it anymore.
Chen Da felt a little unhappy when he saw that she was just as accomplished as him in foundation building, and said with deep meaning, "Fellow Taoist has such a character that he can easily suffer losses."
Zhan Changfeng was noncommittal. If she speaks like this with a cold face, it will not make people unhappy, but make them hate her. At this point, she rarely has self-awareness.
Chen Da led her to the courtyard where she stayed, leaving only the words "Waiting for arrangements."
The courtyard was surrounded by people, and the north and west rooms were already occupied. Chen Da pointed her to the east room. She noticed someone was inside and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
The floor in the room was paved with a mat in the middle. On the mat was a black wooden table. There were seats on both sides. Food was placed on the table, including a stew of meat, a steamed fish, a soup, a rice, and a eater. The female cultivator was holding a bowl and looking at her, "Who are you?"
"Zhan Changfeng, Manager Chen asked me to stay here temporarily."
"New roommate, come on, come on, do you want to eat something together?" She took out another bowl of rice, "My name is Yao Fanrou, I am a foundation builder."
Zhan Changfeng was surprised when she reported her name and then her cultivation level. He didn't know if this was their custom or the soldier's practice. "You're welcome. Please take advantage of me. Which room should I stay in?"
"Wait a minute." Yao Fanrou thought of something and felt a little embarrassed. She quickly put down the dishes and opened the door and entered a room. "There are two rooms in this house. I thought no one would come, so I put some sundries in one room." , I’ll clean it up for you right away.”
She said moving boxes and packing clothes.
Zhan Changfeng leaned against the door and chatted, "Just take your things and I'll take care of the rest."
"good."
There was a noise outside the door, several voices shouted and gestured to each other, and someone barged in without knocking, "Yao Fanrou, stop dawdling, go to the night training soon."
He looked closely and saw that it was not Yao Fanrou, but a stranger, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you, a new soldier?"
The martial arts hall is full of new recruits. It takes nearly one to two years to train and acquire the skills in the Kung Fu Pavilion. After this time, they are assigned to places, and it will be difficult to get another chance to enter the Kung Fu Pavilion.
To enter the Kung Fu Pavilion, you have to watch their usual training competitions.
Night training cannot be neglected, so Yao Fanrou came out after hearing the sound, "I'll leave right away. This is the new roommate, named Zhan Changfeng."
She then said to Zhan Changfeng, "He is Yu Xiangcheng, and he also lives in this courtyard."
"Since you are new here, come with us." Yu Xiangcheng greeted casually and in a perfunctory tone.
"My arrangements haven't been released yet, so go ahead."
Zhan Changfeng didn't say that he would leave here after he was hired. However, when Yu Xiangcheng heard this, his eyes became strange and he didn't say anything on his face. He just shouted to Yao Fanrou to leave quickly.
The room had not been tidied up, and a lot of miscellaneous things were still piled inside. Yao Fanrou glanced at Zhan Changfeng in embarrassment, "Can you wait until I come back to tidy up?"
"What are you packing?" Yu Xiangcheng looked in, "Isn't the bed empty? Just sleep on it. Why are you so pretentious about doing this job? Come on, I'm late for night training. You'll feel better."
There was an urging sound from outside, and Yu Xiangcheng dragged Yao Fanrou and ran away.
The room was so messy that Zhan Changfeng didn't even set foot in it. Many of the things in it were quite personal, so she couldn't help clean them up. She swung her clothes around and went to find the Kung Fu Pavilion.
She and Yao Fanrou were at the front and rear. Before leaving the yard, they heard the people running away talking about her.
Yao Fanrou broke away from Yu Xiangcheng and scolded, "Why are you so arrogant? They live in our yard. It is obvious that they belong to our team. We have to help each other in the future."
"You must have lost your mind because of your stupidity." Yu Xiangcheng's small eyes were shrewd, "The new one was drilled by the instructor as soon as she put down her luggage, and she was given time to rest only when she was daydreaming. Let me see, She came by air just like those others, and she doesn’t need to be as exhausted as we are every day.”
"Are you sure? What kind of cultivation is the new one? It's so unfair."
"I also heard that they can enter the first to fifth floors of the Kung Fu Pavilion. I feel that these people are not special. Wasn't the one who came the day before yesterday defeated by our new soldier king with a punch?"
"Bah, they must have come in through the back door."
The monks hired from outside are quite hated.
Zhan Changfeng didn't care much and walked out of the courtyard to the Kung Fu Pavilion that Chen Da had pointed out. However, the people in front of him looked back several times and silently distanced themselves from her.
The area around the Gongfa Pavilion was heavily guarded and brightly lit.
Its entire floor is filled with all kinds of cultivation knowledge and techniques, and everyone can see it. A group of people come and a group of people go, and it is very lively all day long.
Those soldiers who have been here for several months and don't have to participate in training all day often sit here to learn skills and read the notes from their predecessors. When they are tired, they lean against the wall and close their eyes to rest for a while. After all, this is how they will earn their lives in the future.
When Zhan Changfeng entered, it was as if he had startled a bunch of red-eyed rabbits, attracting countless people to turn around, and then showed all kinds of looks of wariness, disdain and disgust, and his fighting posture was very obvious.
The soldiers in the martial arts hall all wear uniform uniforms, making it easy for outsiders to distinguish them.
But there is something strange about this impending formation. Could it be that the former external monk did something outrageous?
"Quiet, those who don't read, get out." Shen Chen crushed the whispers in the Kung Fu Pavilion with force. Everyone kept silent and did not dare to speak, but their eyes were still fixed on Zhan Changfeng.
Zhan Changfeng followed the sound to the counter. There were two people here. One was a steward with low cultivation level, sitting upright and doing chores. There was also a middle-aged female cultivator lying on the couch behind her with her head propped up and practicing. She breathed and breathed, and her clothes The robe moved automatically without wind, and that threatening sound was made by her.
"What's the matter with you?" The steward knew what was going on, but he still asked.
"Zhan Changfeng, a new outsider."
"Wait." The steward took out a roster, carefully found her name, and then took out a talisman from the storage bag. "You have one chance to choose a skill. With it, you can enter all floors. Only Can pick one.”
Zhan Changfeng took the order and said, "Excuse me."
"You can go up to the fifth floor and get the intermediate skills without any strength. How can we put the face of everyone in the martial arts hall? What we have fought for with all our lives can be chosen so easily. We are all dissatisfied. ."
A monk with a mighty figure walked towards him, and the people watching on both sides were full of smiles. If they were not concerned about the presence of the people guarding the pavilion, they would have cheered loudly.
This monk's name is Han Xingyan. He is a popular figure among the soldiers in the martial arts hall. He is very powerful. No surprise. After leaving the martial arts hall, he will go to the city army or navy, and he will be an uncle or even uncle in charge of hundreds of people.
There was no excitement or frustration in his words, he was calm and contained anger. He was talking to the guardian behind him. When he saw that the guardian did not respond, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and stared at Zhan Changfeng sharply, "Good things always come. If you are capable, you dare to fight me!"
