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"Master Chen, it's early, where are you going so early? Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, come to my house to make do with it!"

"Mr. Chen, it's early!"

"Brother Wang, thank you, I still have to go to the village chief, I have something to ask him. ”

"Aunt Wang, Goudan was very serious and a very smart child when he entered school. ”

Chen Yuan answered the villagers' greetings all the way and walked towards the village chief's house.

It has been a month since Chen Yuan came to this world, and after the initial hesitation, he has now blended into the atmosphere of the village very well.

While trying to study the books in your head, you can choose some simple content to teach the children in the village.

However, yesterday, the village chief mysteriously asked Chen Yuan to have time to go to his house, saying that he had something to discuss with him.

Aroused by the mysterious tone of the village chief, he rushed to the village chief's house early this morning, after sending the kindergarten children to study on their own.

The village chief's house is not far from Chen Yuan's bamboo building, twenty or thirty meters away, just a few steps away.

The village chief's house is the same as that of other villagers, made of wood and thatched, and there is nothing special about it, the only thing that shows the village chief's privileges is the fence outside the house.

Walk to the front of the room and walk straight through the door to the inside.

During the day, the village is not closed, and the villagers in the entire village are more or less related to each other, and they will not watch out for anything.

"Grandpa Li, are you at home?"

"It's Mr. Chen, come in, Lao Li is eating, have you eaten, come over and eat some more." ”

It was the village chief's daughter-in-law who spoke, a kind woman with a smile on her dark face.

Chen Yuan did not shirk it, and the simple enthusiasm of the villagers made him feel very ironed, which helped him dispel the hesitation of arriving in a different place for the first time.

walked to the table, greeted the village chief Li Qing, took a food full of porridge, took three or two mouthfuls of belly, wiped his mouth, and walked outside the house with the village chief who had finished eating.

"Grandpa Li, I don't know if you asked me to come over today, what's the matter?"

Chen Yuan waited for a long time, but he didn't see the village chief speak, just a "come and ask me" expression, and while he was funny, he had to ask, who made him curious!

"Mr. Chen, take the liberty of asking, I wonder if you have participated in the opening ceremony of the Ink Pavilion?"

"Kaifeng?"

"Yes, all students who have studied can go to the ink pavilion to participate in the opening ceremony for free every three years. ”

"At the ceremony, those with outstanding talents can be blessed by the word ancestor Cangjie and open the ink pen. ”

"Only after getting the blessing of the word ancestor Cangjie and opening the ink pen, can you write the word Tao with the ink pen. ”

"It is rumored that the word Tao is the word ancestor Cangjie understood the principle of all things, studied the way of heaven and earth, and engraved it on the avenue. “

"There are three hundred words, one word can split the sky, one word can reclaim the sea, and one word can move mountains. ”

"If you have the word Dao, you can be called a student, you are qualified to establish a family, build a land, and the city lord will also distribute the land, attendants, and sponsor the students to continue to understand. ”

"It can be said that as long as Mr. Xiao can obtain the status of a student, then our entire Qingtian Village, with Mr., can prosper for a hundred years. ”

"Sir, don't look at the peace we live in now, it's just that the alien race has not yet invaded the border, decades ago, in order to fight against the alien race, the only student in the village died in the frontier, and the inheritance of Qingtian Village's knowledge was interrupted, and even the kindergarten was abandoned. ”

"The old man saw that Mr. Xiao didn't seem to know anything about the word Dao, so he took the liberty of asking, the beginning of next month should be the day when the opening ceremony of the Moge Pavilion was held. ”

"If Mr. Xiao is interested in participating, he must prepare in advance. ”

"At the end of the month, Lao Wang will go to the city to hunt the prey of the month and sell it together, and the gentleman can go with them, and it will be safer. ”

After listening to the village chief's words, Chen Yuan was stunned, isn't the ink pavilion a place to sell ink?

He has never seen what a pen looks like in this world, and he usually uses a knife to carve on small bamboo boards and small wooden boards.

I haven't seen any students bring pens here.

Cangjie is not the one who made the word in mythology, there is also one here? Or is it just the same name?

What other alien races, is it the same minority as the Xiongnu?

Fighting a war will actually put the scholar on the battlefield, so dangerous, should he go home and plant sweet potatoes?

There are too many slots, and he doesn't know how to complain.

"Let's take a look at what is going on first, this Qingtian Village is still too small, the information is not well-informed, and there is no way to inquire about many situations. ”

"This time I went to the city, but I can collect information about this world. ”

The next day, at the entrance of the village.

"Little Master Chen, go early and return early. ”

"Lao Wang, you must take care of Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen is missing a hair, and the old lady is not finished with you!"

"Sir, you have to come back early, the baby in the village is still waiting for you to teach." ”

On the day of the trip, the villagers in the village put down their work and went to the village entrance to see off Chen Yuan together, and told the old Wang and the others to take care of Chen Yuan.

"Okay, okay, Chen Xiaofu is not going back again, let go, let go, don't stop it, if it drags on, you won't be able to catch up with the city. ”

Just when Chen Yuan was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the villagers, the village chief spoke.

After greeting the village chief, Chen Yuan and a few young people in the village walked out of the village with the prey they had hit.

They walked on a loess road, not wide, only three or four meters in shape, with traces of manual excavation, which should have been artificially opened.

There were no twists and turns along the way, barricades and robberies, roadblocks and robberies, and they didn't encounter a single roadblock.

After inquiring with Lao Wang, who led the team, I realized that here, robbers in the wild are actually a high-risk profession.

Wild beasts are rampant, and there are alien haunts from time to time, if you are unlucky enough to encounter them, you will be taught to be a man in minutes.

"Uncle Wang, are there many alien races, what does it look like, is it so powerful?"

This is the second time Chen Yuan has heard of a different race since he came to this world, and it seems that it is not the kind of minority he imagined.

"No one really knows how many aliens there are, anyway, there are many, many of them. ”

"There are all kinds of strange things in the alien patriarch's, and it is said that there is a mountain as big, so I don't know if it's true. ”

"Isn't it powerful? Then you are asking the right person, let me tell you, alien, terrifying, I heard that one bite can swallow a mountain, one foot can level a city, do you say it is powerful?"

Lao Wang is obviously very proficient in this passage, he shouldn't know how many times he has said it, but when he heard Chen Yuan's question, he immediately came to his senses, and he said it.

"I'll tell you, ...... then"

Listening to Lao Wang all the way, it also reduced the boredom on the road, so that Chen Yuan, who didn't know much about the world, unexpectedly gained some information.

Noon.

"It's finally here!"

Looking at the small city that appeared in front of him, Chen Yuan sighed in his heart, and drove more than ten miles of mountain roads, from early morning to noon, except for a break halfway and ate some dry food, he kept walking the rest of the time, which made him suffer enough for lack of exercise.

In the end, it was Lao Wang, who led the team, who took a hand, and he persevered.

This is the largest city in the vicinity, but after seeing a metropolis with a population of tens of millions, Chen Yuan really didn't see this small city with a maximum of a few thousand households in front of him.

This is an earthen city, the city wall is made of loess and stones, more than five meters high, there are some soldiers standing on the city wall, it looks a little majestic.

In front of the gate stood two black-robed soldiers, in their forties, carrying wooden guns.

People who want to enter the city have a long queue at the gate of the city, and everyone who wants to enter the city will be simply inspected, and after paying a copper entrance fee, they can enter the city.

I remember that before leaving the village, the village chief gave him a few coppers, which were similar to Huaxia's copper plates, and they were put in his arms.

Come into the city.

"Mr. Chen, it's better to go to the ink pavilion to sign up first, and then you can have time to walk around, after the old man sells his prey, he will wait for Mr. here. ”

After entering the city, Lao Wang saw him looking around curiously, so he spoke.

Just as he was thinking about Chen Yuan, he hurriedly said, "Okay, Uncle Wang, I'll go and have a look first, and I'll come back to you later." ”

After separating from Lao Wang, Chen Yuan began to wander around, dressed here a bit like the Spring and Autumn period before the crossing, they were all big robes, and the men did not tie their hair, but tied them with straw ropes.

Inquired all the way, and following the guidance of passers-by, he successfully found Moge.

The Moge Pavilion was the only house he had seen in the city made of boulders, with three floors, and it stood out from the crowd among the small one-story houses.

On the plaque of the gate, the ink pavilion is two big characters, simple and solemn, one stroke at a time, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the strength is thousand, and it is the handwriting of the famous artist at a glance.

Chen Yuan was surprised that between the two words Moge, between the strokes, there was a trace of golden light, if he hadn't looked carefully, he would have almost missed it in the sun.

This made him sure that this was not the ordinary world he thought it was.

After waiting for a long time, no one entered the Ink Pavilion, Chen Yuan originally planned to wait for someone to go in, and then follow in to have a look, but now he has no choice but to bite the bullet.

Chen Yuan stepped in and looked around, but there was no one empty, not even the shopkeeper or anything.

Just as he looked around curiously, an arrogant voice sounded above his head.

"Who are you, what are you doing in this pavilion!"