Daqian, Kangzhou, Lechun County, Minglun County, Huichun Hall front hall.

"Fang Ming, if you kid don't hurry up and I'll die, if you miss this deal, be careful of your skin!" An old man who looked like a shopkeeper was hurriedly dealing with a group of strangely dressed guests, and he turned around and roared in his busyness, and the medicine boy in the entire front hall was nervous when he heard this, and hurriedly buried his head in doing things.

This group of guests all carried bamboo baskets, wore colorful short coats, dark trousers, and tied a turquoise belt. The face of the big man led by him seems to have opened a dyeing workshop, like a ghost.

The man's arms were thick and muscular, high and bulging, and his palms were wide and powerful, and his palms were the size of a futon. At this time, he blushed, and communicated with the old man in charge, "This, no, I want to ~~~~~." I was in a hurry and suddenly popped out two sentences of local language, which made people feel like they were falling into a fog.

Huichun Hall is one of the best medicine halls in Minglun County, and the hall owner Wang Daheng is known as Wang Dashan, and he is the son of the giant medicine king gang in Lechun County, and he can eat black and white in the county. His Huichun Hall occupies more than three acres of land in the county, and it is a giant industry integrating medicine collection, pharmaceuticals, and drug sales.

As the so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to eat the water, Wang Dashan is interested in the Huoshan Mountain Range, which stretches for hundreds of miles around Minglun County. This mountain spans several counties, and it is not known how much depth, in which there are snakes, insects, rats, ants, jackals, tigers and leopards, raw ground ephedra, ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum. Of course, the opening of Wang Dashanren's medicine hall here is a daily income and a lot of money.

It's just a trouble, the depths of Huoshan are perennially foggy, and there are many miasma. The mountains are even more shady with trees and abundant grass, and it is easy to get lost, so it is extremely difficult to go into the mountains to collect medicine.

In addition to sending medicine picking boys into the mountains to collect medicine every year, regardless of life and death, the main source of the Huichun Hall is the trade with the Huoshan Highland clan. This strangely dressed group of guests are the Highlanders.

"Hey, here, here!" When Fang Ming heard the shout, he quickly put down the work in his hand and trotted all the way over. The old man nodded at Fang Ming, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and then picked up the teacup on the table and tasted tea, finally returning to his usual calm and relaxed appearance.

Fang Ming greeted the old man first, and then he actually communicated with the leader of the big man, and what he spoke was also in the native language, and the words were correct and round, which made people suspect that he was also an indigenous. Dahan was also very surprised, patted Fang Ming's shoulder as if he had seen a relative, and began to talk eagerly.

The next thing is simple, it turns out that the Han is here to exchange medicine for supplies, there is a designation to Connecticut specialty "moire brocade", but I can't speak official language, and I can't get a sample for a while, so I'm frozen there, there is Fang Ming, it's much simpler. Then both parties counted the items and the delivery was completed. Dahan was very happy, and hugged Fang Ming when he left, his fingers wiped on Fang Ming's face, and suddenly there were more color marks on Fang Ming's face, Fang Ming knew that this was the other party's way of making friends, so he had to smile bitterly.

When he returned to the front hall and saw the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's tea was also drunk, and he said slowly: "Well done, go down, wash your face, what will it look like." ”

Fang Ming hurriedly nodded at this time, "Where, we are young and inexperienced, everything in this medicine hall is inseparable from your old age." ”

Seeing that the shopkeeper's eyes narrowed slightly, he hurriedly said goodbye.

When I came to the well in the backyard, I took a bucket of cold water to wipe my face, and in the reflection was a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with an ordinary face, but a pair of dark and warm eyes, quite a little energetic.

The cold water rubbed against his face, causing Fang Ming to fall into deep thought.

"It's been two or three months since I came to this world, what a cheat!" Fang Ming cursed repeatedly in his heart, he was an ordinary liberal arts student in the 21st century, and he loved to play the legend of Jin Yong's heroes on weekdays, especially the hero Xiao Ximi Dongfang Weiming, who fell in love with his name, so he got the nickname of "half-hero".

When I was about to graduate, I was tossing and turning in bed because of work, and suddenly my eyes were dark and I was wearing it!

When he woke up, he was already in this body, but at that time he was hanging in the middle of the cliff, the rope around his waist strangled him out of breath, and he was still dragging a medicinal herb in his hand, and then he was pulled up again, and the cliff along the way cut off Fang Ming's small half of his life.

After pulling up the cliff, Fang Ming fainted, and at the same time, there was an extra "martial arts order" in his mind, and then a large amount of information came in. After accepting the memories of his previous body, Fang Ming found that he had caught up with the soul that was almost out of breath, but unfortunately he was not dressed as an emperor, and he was not a rich and noble family, but a beggar. Fang Ming immediately raised a middle finger to the "Martial Arts Order" in his mind.

When this body had a memory, it begged in Minglun County, and it was common to be hungry, and a full meal was the treatment of the New Year. A few years ago, the year was good, and he could still live, but this year's drought in Connecticut, the government's disaster relief was of no use at all, and small families had to break their homes, so he fell directly on the line of life and death.

Just when he was about to starve to death, he saw that Huichun Hall was recruiting medicine boys, he knew that it was a point of no return, and the friends who used to beg together also went to apply, but unfortunately none of them lasted for a year. But now he can't even last a day, that is, arsenic has to be eaten as food, so he can be a full ghost, isn't it?

The next ten days were heavenly days, with new clothes, though not quite a good fit. I ate all-you-can-eat multigrain cakes, but unfortunately I had to learn the art of collecting medicine, and if I couldn't learn it, I would have to starve. The people who taught were not too careful, and they finished teaching in ten days, and then one person sent a bamboo basket, and a medicine boy was freshly baked.

The next thing is to follow the master into the mountain, Fang Ming followed a medicine picker named Wang Yin, this kind of medicine picker is all sores on the top of the head and pus on the soles of the feet - bad to the end. There is a high mountain, the boy goes up first, there is a deep valley, the boy goes first, when he encounters a good medicine, he takes the child's life to pick, Fang Ming's experience of being hung like that is not once or twice, that day he was hung for a long time and finally picked the herbs, and the former master after sending the signal finally couldn't hold on, hung up, and cheapened Fang Ming.

And the "Martial Arts Order" is the golden finger that comes with Fang Ming's crossing, and it also comes with the ability to understand a language and writing, no matter what language, as long as you listen to a sentence, you can communicate fluently with others, and you can understand any text at a glance.

After understanding this, Fang Ming was completely messy.

What a cheat! What a cheat! God, if you just give me the giveaway, then Lao Tzu is a great master of language in modern times! What English specialty, Japanese level 1, and simultaneous interpretation have to kneel and lick in front of Lao Tzu! Does Lao Tzu still have to worry about work? When the time comes, I will engage in translation casually, Lao Tzu will drink wine, the car will drive, the beautiful woman's mansion, and the world will be free. In those days, even if I gave a fairy, I wouldn't change it.

The key is that you always give too much, and Xiaosheng can't afford it.

At this time, Yan Wu Ling also came to join in the fun, and conjured up a line of inscriptions similar to oracle bone inscriptions, Fang Ming saw that it was to introduce Yan Wu Ling, which roughly meant that he could use Yan Wu Ling to shuttle through the martial arts world in various previous lives, but this was not without restrictions.

There are two restrictions, first, Fang Ming can't choose the martial arts world he crosses at present, but is randomly selected by Yan Wuling. Second, you can start the time travel every month when the moon is full, but the time is only three months, and you can give up accumulating time to the next world, but once you enter it, you will run out of time. Third, the current can only be worn by the soul.

There is an old saying that life is like a strong and rape, if you can't resist, then you can only enjoy. It's the same with time travel, Fang Ming used to read a lot of time travel novels, and he didn't see a few who later wore back to Earth, so he could only accept his fate and start planning for the future.

Luckily, the language proficiency that comes with this is a good thing. Although the highland tribe in Huoshan is called a clan, there are actually dozens of tribes, and the languages of each tribe are very different, which makes the shopkeeper Zheng who is responsible for collecting medicinal materials miserable.

Fang Ming took the opportunity to show his fluency in native language, and he didn't dare to speak too much, so he chose a few large tribes, as well as more than a dozen medium tribes with similar pronunciations. The shopkeeper Zheng was greatly surprised, promoted to a pharmaceutical boy, and at the same time responsible for receiving visitors, and finally left the death group of medicine collection.

As for language ability, he denied that he had language talent, which he had pondered for more than ten years, but fortunately, he grew up in the county since he was a child, and everyone knew the roots, and he didn't know martial arts. People look down on the natives, and they don't think it's very powerful, they just think it's rare.

Just as he was pondering, a strange voice of yin and yang came: "Yo, Fang Ming, you really look like a mountain native with oil paint, and everyone doesn't know who your parents are, shouldn't you really be an indigenous species, ahaha." ”

Fang Ming looked up, and saw three people standing in the aisle, all of them were fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, the leader was sturdy, and even his height was a cut higher than others, and he recognized his name as Wang Cheng, who was also a pharmaceutical boy, and he had been looking at him unpleasantly and came to him to find stubble.

Fang Ming also knew that it was very taboo for him to interfere in this way, and the shopkeeper Zheng revealed several times that he wanted to be promoted, which made him even more hateful, so he has always been very low-key, talking less and doing more things, and the other boys gradually acquiesced to this matter or watched coldly, only Wang Cheng and his gang kept making trouble for him, and they sneered at the opportunity.

"I also think it's very likely, otherwise how can the local language be so good, it's clearly a family heirloom, haha."

Fang Ming had a fire in his heart, but he forcibly held it back and turned around to leave.

Wang Cheng leaned sideways and blocked the middle of the road: "What, do you want to run?" ”

"According to the rules of the church, the medicine boy who fights in the hall will be whipped twenty, what, do you want to be beaten with me?" Fang Ming glanced at Wang Cheng coldly.

Wang Fei could think about having a seizure, but when he remembered the thorny rattan whip, he forcibly held back: "You have no eggs, you only dare to rely on the rules of the hall to suppress me, it is a man, so I have done a good job in the grove in the east of the city tonight, Lao Tzu let you have one hand, dare or not, give a word." ”

Fang Ming sneered, raised his legs and left, ignoring the monstrous scolding behind him.