Under the plaque of Zhongyi Hall, the owner of the village, Da Ma, is sitting with a golden sword. The sword is not inserted into the scabbard and is resting on the ground. There are bursts of cold light, and a silver dragon seems to be slowly swimming around the sword's edge.
He closed his eyes slightly and listened to the short liar talk about the process of going out and bringing variables back this time, holding a piece of information in his left hand.
The intelligence investigated the origin of Cheng Yun. In Run Village near the Imperial City of Zisu Kingdom, there was no aunt named Liu there.
"The variable last time was the carpenter, and even after twenty years, it can't be calculated."
The leader of the village squinted at the short liar who was sweating coldly, "You didn't fall down this time?"
The dwarf liar smiled in a flattering manner. It turned out that this fortune telling was really sudden. After the prediction came out, he immediately wrote a letter and made his own decision.
Fortunately, the village leader's reply was yes. After all, the carpenter's growth last time was indeed a huge profit.
However, after listening to the report of the dwarf liar, the village leader realized that this hexagram was completely different from the carpenter's.
When the dwarf liar was collecting information at Liaohuo Gate, every time the carpenter set up a stall nearby, he couldn't throw out the hexagrams. After counting the carpenter, he found that there was a martial arts lone practitioner, which he had never seen before, so he reported everything to him.
I heard from the leader of the village that it was the person above who personally confirmed the carpenter's physical condition and passed down the techniques.
But the hexagram of success is very simple. There is no hexagram, and it is much clearer than the carpenter's.
The dwarf liar threw a copper coin to figure out the whereabouts of the evil woman, and most of the threads disappeared. After a while, he figured it out again, threw another copper coin, and exploded one.
By the time the evil woman's hexagram became apparent, most of the stability had been restored.
Based on a hint of continuation, I counted four people in the group, and asked the carpenter to test it soon. After ruling out the influence of his colleagues, it turned out that he was a Yunqi after all, and he was following the path of Feng Shui. Finally, he determined that the success was the no divination symbol. of.
Sighing, he didn't dare to ask the village chief to replenish the account with copper coins.
There is nothing wrong with Cheng Yun's character along the way. He is a young boy who has just left home and has some eyesight, but he is still too immature.
Needless to say, the realm of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old Double Forged Bones was too mediocre for them.
The family background is pretty good, but it's a pity that he can't find a way out. The biggest strange thing is that Cheng Yun can practice "Shen Na".
But according to Cheng Yun’s cultivation speed, will he be able to produce half a carpenter in twenty years?
The carpenter has only been practicing for sixteen years, and he has reached the fifth level of perfection in every realm.
What the carpenter brought was not only the strong fighting power that he now had, but also the round-faced woman and the foolish man.
If you are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, even if you have a decent person in your village, how can you afford to raise a broken mirror who is a natural martial artist regardless of the cost?
Putting aside the unique natural martial arts of a carpenter, most of them would be rare in at least a hundred years, but Han Langzhong was a martial artist who would be rare in at least a thousand years.
What is a warrior? It is different from the previous divination of calf and mountain wind Gu, but a situation of advancing and retreating together.
The acupuncture points of one's own body reflect the acupoints of a martial artist, and the martial arts of the person they reflect are reflected. The martial artist first walks in the martial arts, explores the path ahead, reflects on one's own body, and then feeds back to the martial artist. This is the journey of a martial artist.
Of course, you don't have to choose to follow this path of cultivation, but the third young master the carpenter killed that day wanted to take another concubine, the round-faced doctor who had just moved to Liaohuo Pass.
God willing? Destiny? The dwarf liar has spent his whole life calculating his fate and still doesn't understand.
Find another martial artist? If you can find yourself, you can immediately ascend to the outer world.
Let the fool be replaced by Yun Lai as a martial artist? It's better to wait until you ascend and see if you can save the fool's life.
On the way here, in order to make sure that Cheng Yun was not deceived by the treasure on his body, he got Cheng Yun's strange eyes and dragged him to take a bath with the carpenter naked. The look in Cheng Yun's eyes clearly indicated that he was thinking too much. .
Do you know so much at this young age? There must be an expert who can give me some advice. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will discuss it with my own collection of books.
The owner of the village tapped the hilt of the sword with his slender index finger on his right hand, and asked the carpenter: "Two days of hard work have made you prefer success and good luck to the village?"
Before the carpenter could speak, the lean middle-aged man who was called the Dog Military Advisor put down his tea cup and said, "Whether it's because of the sachet or not, Carpenter said it the first time he saw you..."
Not daring to say those three words, I quickly picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "I think Cheng Yun can be left to wait and see for a while, whether it is the variable itself or it is related to your sister."
His right hand no longer rested on the hilt of the sword, but held it horizontally. He looked at the silver dragon on the sword that seemed to be looming, and the pair of dragon eyes were visible but without spirit. I think of something the old man in my family said to me and my sister, which has been passed down from generation to generation in the family:
The twin Taoist swords are tied together, and their sharp edges and clothes emerge from the clouds and enter the pool.
It's hard to choose the dangerous path for Jian Jia. It turns out that the two orchids are not growing at night.
You can keep Chengyun by knocking on the board, but this village is not a real copycat, so you still have to follow some rules, such as asking Chengyun if he wants to stay.
Of course, coercion and inducement are also the rules in the village, and the village leader with the title of Flawless Sword uses it with great proficiency.
Chengyun himself didn't understand why his chest was still swollen and tight, but Jianyi was a bit discerning.
The female sword cultivator drew out her sword, and her Qi condensed at the tip. When she turned the sword tip into a handle, she dispersed the sword Qi into her body. However, the sword itself was not of the highest quality in this world, and some of the sword Qi was still condensed in Cheng Yun's chest.
After waking up, I tried every means but my chest was so swollen. Seeing the little green cow dozing next to me, I thought that the woman who looked exactly like Aunt Liu and Aunt Liu were not enemies of life and death.
But at first glance, it seems that the pretty female swordsman can match up with the sallow-skinned aunt in the village. But when Cheng Yun occasionally uses his skills unintentionally, Aunt Liu is extremely beautiful through the skin. She is even more beautiful than the female swordsman who beats him. Very beautiful.
The door was pushed open violently, and the female swordsman took a step forward, pointing at the people behind her, "Dog military advisor, pretending to be a child, fool, short liar, and carpenter."
He pulled Cheng Yun up and slapped his chest. After vomiting blood, he felt much better.
He waved his hand and threw the vomited blood into a ball out of the window, "I am the leader of the village here, Wuxia Sword. The short liar should have told you why you came here, and you can stay in the village."
He pointed at the carpenter and the fool, "A strong pulse reaching the fifth level and a strong pulse peak can give you some martial arts experience."
He looked around, then thought about the other people in the village, and sighed. He was the only one who was a pretty good swordsman, "I am at the peak of my metamorphosis, and I can teach you how to use the sword."
Seeing Cheng Yun's surprised look, Wu Xia Jian explained: "You're not stupid either. You have an idea of what our nature is."
"Do you need to place a poison, leave some of your hard work, sign something, etc.?"
The short liar laughed out loud. The village leader thought to himself that he was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child after all. He shook his head and said that he didn't need it. Cheng Yun was not polite and said, "Then what do you want from me? I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." variable?"
The leader of the village did not hide anything, "The main reason is that we trust dwarf liars and carpenters. Secondly, the Aunt Liu you called me that day should be my sister. I won't force you to say it now, but I believe you are working with us." I’ll definitely tell you later.”
Cheng Yun felt that the leader of the village was very similar to Aunt Liu.
In fact, Cheng Yun's fault for blurting out was because Aunt Liu's appearance was indeed beautiful under the skin, not the fairy air of a goddess in a painting, nor the charm of a fox in the mountains.
Just at first glance, the only comment is that it looks good, and everything else is redundant.
He couldn't explain why the two people looked the same, but Cheng Yun felt that the leader of the village was far inferior to Aunt Liu.
Maybe it's just because Aunt Liu can throw a candy man, one in each hand, and learn to make swishing sounds in her mouth to compete with each other's sword skills. Sometimes if she accidentally knocks off the candy sword, she will regretfully hand it to those who are watching. Small success.
Putting aside all the random thoughts he had, Cheng Yun still wanted to stay.
Not to mention the village leader's swordsmanship, just talking about Carpenter's boxing skills made Cheng Yun refine Qi Liu much faster in less than two days. The feeling of blockage that he hadn't felt for a long time has become more and more obvious in the past few days.
It's a pity that he has to be the head catcher. After all, Yinfeng still has to study hard and become a saint.
The short liar frowned when he saw Cheng Yun, thinking that Cheng Yun rushed from Zi Su Country to San Ling Country, and at first glance it was a fabricated reason to find distant relatives.
I have been curious before about why I carry a knife but never use it. So is there anything that this kid has to do when he goes to Sang Ling Country? Maybe it still takes a long time and it’s hard to get out?
"Little brother, do you have something to hide? Or do you have any concerns? You can tell us, let's discuss it." Cheng Yun looked sideways at the short liar. He wasn't this fortune teller. He might have already reached the point of death. Mountain.
"I have to go to Sangling Country to find relatives."
The leader of the village raised the sword and checked whether the sword was straight. The tip of the sword pointed at Cheng Yun unintentionally.
Moving to the other side of the bed, it seemed that he knew that his origin was unknown, but he didn't know Baiwen Village yet. "I heard that Sang Lingguo can make money by being a head catcher, so I came here to make money for my sister to go to school."
"You can't be the head catcher of Zisu Country? What's more, how can you, a person registered in Zisu Country, be the head catcher of Sanling Country?"
Cheng Yun had no choice but to take out the sign given to him by Zhang Da Capt. He regretted that he didn't ask clearly at the time if the sign had any origin.
The short liar took it with a strange look on his face. The "Du Cha Patrol" sign was genuine. If there was someone else in the Du Cha Yuan looking after him, it would be no problem to create a Sanling country household registration out of thin air and then be admitted to the hospital. But this sign... still let the village owner have a look.
After receiving the black iron card, the village leader asked Chengyun playfully where he got it, but Chengyun kept silent.
There is probably only one person who owns this brand in Zisu Country. It seems that his sister is in the same place as that person?
No wonder I couldn't find it. It seemed like I could only get it out of Cheng Yun's mouth and I had to keep it.
Since the catcher was involved and it was involved thirty years ago, we have to ask the superiors.
You should think about the next sentence. By the way, let the carpenter tell Chengyun some of the rules in his village, so as to more or less eliminate Chengyun's worries.
Pulling Qing Niu towards his temporary residence, Cheng Yun suspected that there was something wrong with the sign given by Butcher Zhang.
After the village leader took it in his hand, he vaguely felt a slight fluctuation in the magic circle. It was so subtle that he would not be able to detect it without the magic being revealed.
Butcher Zhang is from the Sangling Kingdom. This is not like a cottage. The cottage is located in the woods near Guan'er Mountain, not far from Liaohuo Pass.
Sighing, Butcher Zhang is really not reliable at all. It was indeed his fault that he called Aunt Liu when he first entered the village, but taking out the sign was out of necessity.
If there is any more hatred, it will be unknown whether he can get out of the village.
