Chapter 1: The Mythological System
Zhang Xiaofan glanced up at the gray sky and whispered silently: "I actually want to go back to my hometown and be with my father." ”
Shaanxi Wazi came out to work for two years, accumulated tens of thousands of yuan, and planned to go home to do a small business, but he wanted to be deceived by a liar all at once.
Now penniless, walking on the clean road of the magic capital, with his hands in his pockets, walking forward slowly.
It's not a hot spring, but under the cool dress of the Sunshine Girl, it feels like summer has arrived.
Zhang Xiaofan, who was still wearing a long-sleeved gown, walked for an hour, and before he reached a friend's residence, he was already sweating a lot.
"There are thirty-three dollars in my pocket, and one hundred and seven dollars in the bank, which adds up to one hundred and fourteen. If you find another job, even if you have food and accommodation, it will cost you fifty or sixty yuan to buy daily necessities, and it will cost you about 70 yuan in a month's time, not including whether you will be able to find a new job tomorrow. ”
Calculate how long you can hold on, and someone stopped in front of you.
"Bang Bang ......"
An old beggar was holding a white porcelain jar in his hand, swaying, with a white cloth bag hanging in front of him, and he was really good like a rural person in the eighties, looking at it with stunned eyes, as if he was a little numb and persistent.
"Uncle, I don't ......have any money" Zhang Xiaofan knew this old beggar, and in two years, the coins he gave to the old beggar could probably buy an electric car.
Today, the old man didn't get the coins that should have belonged to him, his eyes moved, and his hands shook.
"Bang Bang ......"
Zhang Xiaofan's face was a little ashamed, he had been giving the uncle for more than two years, although he knew that this uncle earned more than he earned in a month, but when he saw that familiar, swarthy face, he still felt extremely guilty.
"Uncle, my money was cheated out by scammers, and I have 33 yuan left in my body, and I haven't found a new job yet. I'll give it to you later......"
In a low voice, almost pleading, Zhang Xiaofan already felt that his shame was beating uncontrollably.
"Uh...... Don't have money ......? The old beggar's hoarse voice said one more word, and his eyelids blinked, as if he understood, but the white porcelain jar in his hand continued to sway.
"Bang Bang ......"
Zhang Xiaofan already felt that his face was hot, and he whispered for the last time: "Uncle, I have no money here, I have a total of one hundred and forty yuan left, and I haven't found a job yet......"
Tomorrow I will go to the interview to cover the job of eating and living in a small factory, one day off a month, and all the rest of the time to work, not allowed to leave the factory, not allowed to talk on the phone, not allowed to ask for leave, not allowed to ......
"Alas...... I don't have any money, and I still have a watch,......" the old beggar gestured with his eyes, and his tone of voice was very natural.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, looked down, and on the wrist of his left hand, he gave a high-imitation mechanical watch from his ex-girlfriend, and smiled bitterly at the old beggar: "Uncle, this is a watch, and I can't eat......"
"You can take it as it, I think it can be at least a hundred dollars." The old beggar refused to give up, put the white porcelain jar into his arms, and even reached out to untie the watch chain.
It's too unusual, even if everyone knows each other well, it's too arrogant.
A trace of insulted feelings suddenly came to my heart, and the unwillingness that had been suppressed for two years suddenly broke out.
Zhang Xiaofan roared: "Bai Xuangen, you @#¥%......&*......"
The old beggar's face changed, his expression was flustered, and he glanced left and right before he said, "You...... Do you know me? ”
Zhang Xiaofan was very satisfied with his ability to suppress the old beggar, and nodded: "Old Baitou, the last time you fought for territory with someone, you broke a leg, and you were detained and fined. And when I first came to the magic capital, I lived with you under the bridge. I'm afraid you don't remember me anymore. ”
"I remember you," said the old beggar with an old smile of relief on his face, as if he was pleased.
Zhang Xiaofan continued: "I lived under the bridge for three days, got a job, and then moved out. ”
The old beggar showed a trace of memory, then turned the conversation and said: "After two years of work, you deceived me that I had no money?" I remember you, still very frugal......"
"If it weren't for the accident, I would have saved more than 100,000 by now."
"Scammed?" The old beggar looked shocked and asked, "Who was deceived?" How many times have you been scammed? ”
"Five ......"
The old beggar was surprised: "I have been deceived five times, what is the situation?" ”
"There is information for help, four are sick and one is studying."
"Being deceived by five people, you don't know how to learn a lesson......"
"These five people are played by one person."
Zhang Xiaofan told the old beggar about how he was deceived, everyone is an acquaintance, and there is no need to hide it.
When the old beggar heard this, he concluded: "Boy, you are sick and must be cured. ”
"What's the disease?"
"'Compassion overflows'!"
"Is there salvation?"
"No help. Unless it's God, no one else can save you! ”
My girlfriend is gone, my job is gone, my money is gone, but fortunately I still have a friend to spend the night. Staggered to a friend's quarters and expertly figured out the key in the doorbar.
Lying on the soft sofa, looking at the ceiling with blank eyes, he asked silently, "Is it really hopeless?" ”
In the confusion, the ceiling was spinning, and his eyes became white.
"Compassion overflows, saved!"
"How can I save it?"
"Look for God......"
In a daze, Zhang Xiaofan asked God for help to save himself from the problem of overflowing compassion.
"Boy, give you a good toy and exercise ......"
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"Congratulations to the host for becoming the 9876543 th user of the Mythic System, and now the username is being registered... Certified... The Earth Mythology System is being planned... Task generating... Please note: The host is about to enter the scroll world for the first time, and as a system reward, you can choose: reduce the difficulty of the mission or reward the mission. Please select: Three... Two... One. The system automatically screens and reduces the difficulty of tasks. Quest scroll world "Elite Warrior Heroes", main quest: get ten martial arts points or increase five force points or defeat a Hongkou Dojo warrior. For non-primary god level players, the side quest system has been cancelled. ”
"Martial arts heroes? What is it? Zhang Xiaofan was still in a daze, sitting on the cold ground under him.
"Ouch."
Before Zhang Xiaofan regained his vision, he inhaled a lot of smoke in his nose, but he rarely smoked.
Ahem, I felt like I had regained my vision, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a puff of smoke.
"Burning paper?"
"Woo woo, Huo Laosi, Huo Laosi, you are not in good health, don't go to fight with the Japanese, knowing that you are not in good health, you still hold on to the martial arts competition, and you have thrown yourself away from the ghost gate at once, and also left behind the Jingwu Gate that you have worked so hard to build...... "A middle-aged man sat on a chair and kept mourning.
More than a dozen men and women wearing white cloth scarves next to them wept in low voices.
"This is Old Man Qin? Huo Laosi? …… Could it be that this is "Jingwu Hero" starring Li Lianjie in the movie world? ”
"Xiaofan, your body is not well yet, you go down and rest first." A man about thirty years old persuaded a few people to go out, turned his head and said to Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan's identity information appeared in his mind, and he hurriedly nodded yes.
Name Zhang Xiaofan, came to Shanghai to work, he planned to get ahead, accidentally offended the head snake and was beaten half to death, Huo Yuanjia passed by, rescued him, and stayed in the Jingwu Pavilion.
Because of this opportunity, he worshipped Huo Yuanjia as a teacher.
It's a pity that before his body has recovered, he encountered the bad news of the death of his master, and he was so emotional that he fainted again.
This is the second day of Huo Yuanjia's death.
Lying on the bed, Zhang Xiaofan took a few deep breaths, gradually stabilized his mind according to the method of breathing in according to the system introduction, and thought slowly: "First of all, Chen is really fictional, and this movie is also fictional. I have watched a lot of Huo Yuanjia movies, and I know that in history, Huo Yuanjia founded the Jingwu Sports Association, and when he died, his second son Huo Tingen was only sixteen years old, and the Qing court had not yet fallen. And now that Yuan Shikai is dead, World War I broke out, Japan declared war on Germany, and the two sides fought on the Chinese territory of Shandong. The time is not matched, indicating that there are differences in historical background. In this way, I can only study the movie "Jingwu Heroes". ”
"Chen Zhen got the news of his master's death in Japan, and it was in the past two days that he went through the procedures for returning to China, and then it took a few days to return to China. After returning to Shanghai, he defeated Akutagawa Ryuichi on the first day, and conducted an open coffin autopsy at night to reveal the cause of the master's death. ”
"Akutagawa Ryuichi got drunk and offended Tsuyoshi Fujita and was killed, and Chen Zhen was falsely imprisoned. Later, the Japanese girl Mitsuko came to testify for him, and was kicked out of the Jingwu Hall. The military department Fujita Gang asked Japan's No. 1 master Fumio Funakoshi to come to China, and Fujita Tsuyoshi wrote a war letter for him and challenged the master of the Jingwu Gate. Fifteen days after the appointment. During the period, Fumio Funakoshi and Chen Zhen competed in martial arts, and they were comparable. The day before the challenge, Huo Tingen found Chen Zhen and handed over the Lost Trace Fist to Chen Zhen, and the next day, Huo Tingen and Chen Zhen came to the door to fight. The hero defeats the demon and the story ends. ”
"It should take less than a month to get ten martial arts points or increase five martial arts points or defeat a Hongkou Dojo warrior. Isn't it a little harder? ”
Xiao Ai, the elf delivered by the system, jumped out and said with a grin: "It's not difficult, Brother Xiaofan, as long as you defeat ten Japanese soldiers on the battlefield, five points of martial arts value is five percent of your speed, strength, physical strength and mental enhancement of ordinary people." The last one to defeat a Hongkou Dojo Sect Leader level warrior may be a bit difficult for a strong man, but it is not impossible to complete it. ”
The disordered thoughts were removed, and Zhang Xiaofan forcibly hypnotized himself to sleep for two hours. When I woke up, I heard whispering in the room.
After listening carefully, it turned out to be the two senior brothers Ah Huai and Da Kui in the same bedroom, who started more than three months earlier than him.
"Brother Huai, Brother Kui, haven't you slept yet?"
At this time, it was completely dark, and the two of them had already slept, completely in accordance with the rules of Jingwumen, going to bed early and getting up early, but because of the death of the master in the past two days, everyone felt uncomfortable, so the mind of sleeping was light.
"Xiaofan, you're awake, Uncle Gen said, the kitchen has left you food, you hurry up and eat, you just had a serious illness, and you haven't recovered yet, don't relapse." Ah Huai's personality is a little more amiable.
Aqua also advised.
Zhang Xiaofan knew that his body was fine, but his stomach was growling, but he couldn't resist the attack of the gluttonous insects.
Do the math, I haven't eaten in more than a day.
Although it is the beginning of the Republic of China, there are already street lamps in Jingwu Gate, although there is only one in the corner, which is enough to borrow light.
The memory provided by the system found the way to the kitchen, where the lid of the pot was lifted, and a bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables were still warm.
I pulled it into my stomach and drank another bowl of warm water, which restored some of my spirits.
Zhang Xiaofan, who was born as a night owl, estimated the time, at most eight o'clock in the evening, it is the time when the urban youth are energetic, even if they don't run the night market, they will play games in their own nests.
It's a pity that there isn't so much entertainment in this world.
"It just so happens that the system has given a set of long punches, so it's good to get familiar with it now."
Changquan is a general category of Chinese boxing, among which the more famous ones are Chaquan, Huaquan, Cannon Boxing, Hongquan and so on. And Hong Boxing is divided into Southern Hong Boxing and Northern Hong Boxing. The history of Southern Hongquan is mainly in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the history of Northern Hongquan is longer, which can be traced back to the Song Dynasty.
Beihong boxing plus bear, ape (monkey), harrier, chicken, eagle, swallow, horse and other fists, with four flat horses, jumping Tengna, flash flexibly, fist mighty, big open and close.
Waving his fists and arms, the tiger is vigorous. There are quite a few genres that have evolved in between.
The system has left itself with a high fist.
Zhang Xiaofan moved his muscles and bones first, and according to his mental memory, he played a set of 12 small starting hands, and with the breathing, he suddenly felt that his breath was smooth and his mind was much broader.