Zhao Guo, Niushou Village

"Become a and make a profit, call five white!"

"Haha! Old man Lu, you lost! ”

In front of a thatched hut at the entrance of the village, a young man dressed in white laughed loudly and looked proud.

The male villagers who passed by walked briskly as they passed near the thatched hut, and kept as far away from the boy as they could, as if the boy were a plague-stricken patient.

But it was obviously under the warm sun, even if the villagers tried to stay away from the teenager as much as possible, they still felt cold all over, and the shade of the tree where the stone table was located also gave people an eerie feeling.

Liubo chess, whether it is among the nobles or the common people, is a very popular entertainment, in this afternoon leisure time to hide in the shade of the tree to kill a game of Liubo chess is naturally a pleasant thing.

But if there is only one young man in white in front of the chessboard, and he shouts the names of others, he plays chess with himself as if he is talking to someone, and from time to time he is dissatisfied because the other party regrets his move.

In particular, the "old man Lu" in his mouth was the previous owner of this thatched house, an old man who had long since died...... How not to be afraid of the villagers!

If it weren't for the fact that this young man looked white and tender, and looked like those carnivorous nobles in the city, with a jade pendant and a sword hanging from his waist, they would have thrown this foreign boy out of Niushou Village with his bed.

In the young man's field of vision, an old man with white hair and a ponytail tied back of his head was sitting opposite him, and the old man sighed faintly: "Today is the old man's death day, don't you know how to make the old man win a happy one?" ”

The young man smiled: "Going all out is the greatest respect, isn't it?" ”

"Sooner or later, you kid will be kicked out."

Old man Lu chuckled, he naturally knew that the young man was making excuses for not letting him play a game of chess.

But what he likes most about this kid is that this kid will never get along with him with so many rules and regulations, do it casually, put respect in his heart, instead of showing it to others all the time, like those children of Confucianism, it is very hypocritical.

It's just that Old Man Lu's eyes glanced at those villagers, and the words in his mouth also meant something.

Naturally, the young man also noticed the gaze of the villagers and shook his head.

He was used to it, after all, maybe he was the only one in the world who could see the souls of the dead.

The young man's name is Zhang Ji, the current head of the Zhang family in Anyi.

This is who he is in this era, and he doesn't know how he has survived the long river of time to become a baby more than 2,000 years ago.

In this world, he doesn't have a powerful father, nor a more powerful grandfather, but he has a grandfather who is evaluated as "angry and the princes are afraid, and the world is extinguished when he lives in peace".

Well, his great-grandfather is called Wu Xinjun and Zhang Yi.

In the past, King Huiwen of Qin died, Qin Mourning Wu ascended the throne, and Zhang Yi was forced to leave the Qin State.

After being the prime minister in the Wei State, he died within two years, and the descendants of the Zhang family did not have Zhang Yi's talent, so they could not be reused by the King of Wei, so they left the land of right and wrong in Daliang, returned to Anyi's hometown, and became a rich man.

In his generation, his parents had died, and at the age of fourteen, he simply left his hometown in Anyi to study, looking forward to being taken away by one of the hundreds of sons.

What? Why do you say that Zhang Ji, a person from later generations, did not rely on the memory and knowledge of later generations and the name of Zhang Yi's descendants to join a certain country and become an official?

Heh, this world is not the Warring States era in history, but the world of Qin Shi Mingyue.

Let your mouth cannon be like Zhang Yi, Su Qin and the like, and you don't have any martial arts, it's not a matter of other people's swords?

I don't know why, no matter where he goes, he can't find any bigwigs from a hundred schools, but he can't meet any wicked people, let alone bandits, and he can't even meet petty theft, he is really like a plague god who is feared and avoided.

Until one day, when he passed through this Niushou Village, he found that he could actually talk to the souls of the dead, so he asked the three elders in the village to buy the thatched house left by the soul of an old man surnamed Lu and live here.

As for the reason why he can see the souls of the dead......

Maybe it's because he has been a human being in two lives, and his soul is stronger than ordinary people, so he can see some things that ordinary people can't see.

Fortunately, he can't see any dead soul, otherwise this book should appear in the suspense channel.

According to his and Old Man Lu's analysis, it should be that only people who are strong in life can stay in the world after death, and the time spent in the world should also be related to the strength in life.

However, after the death of the dead soul, it cannot cause any interference to the human world, at most only a part of the killing intent can be transmitted, which is why no human or animal dares to approach the bloody ancient battlefield like Changping.

And this old man Lu was originally a taciturn character, but he couldn't stand Zhang Ji's ancestral mouth cannon skills, and he was stunned to fool an old man with a cold image of a master outside the world...... Ahem, he flickered into a normal talkative old man and master.

So did he make a profit or a loss?

In Zhang Ji's opinion, he earned it.

After all, this old man Lu is willing to teach him martial arts, and this is what he desires the most.

At first, he thought that it didn't matter if he learned a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu, at least he could protect himself.

Who knew that Old Man Lu seemed to be really a reclusive boss of a hundred schools, even if it was just a revenant, the killing intent he exuded could make him feel cold all over his body.

"Old man Lu, I'll go to Sister Yue's house next door to plow the land, you are here, don't move around."

Zhang Ji stretched his waist and walked to the field next door with the idea of running away if he won.

The widow surnamed Yue from the next door had just moved to Niushou Village a few years ago, and not long after Zhang Ji came to Niushou Village, she came to Niushou Village with a coffin.

Dressed in a white filial piety dress, the widow amazed the whole village, her natural beautiful appearance, her skin was as smooth as jade, better than a peach blossom, white and red, her skin was crystal clear, like the bright moon in the sky, coupled with her red eyes and a sad face, this delicate and sick state made the men in the village look crazy for a while.

Later, according to the village chief of Niushou Village, it was the widow of Xu Laosi, who went out of the village to do business a few years ago, and Xu Laosi was robbed and killed by mountain bandits when he was doing business, so she helped her husband's body back to the village for burial, and settled in the old house in Xu Laosi Village, that is, Zhang Ji's next door.

There is another reason why most people in the village don't like Zhang Ji, that is, this kid always goes to help the widow next door, and helps the widow next door to do farm work, which is called an active, helping the widow carry water, help the widow chop wood, help the widow cook rice, and help the widow plough the land, so that they lose the opportunity to be courteous to this pretty widow.

Zhang Ji is also very helpless, he naturally has no ambition to be a hero.

Although he was also one of the men in the village who was amazed at the beginning, he swore that he would never help out of lust!

But the gossip spread all over the village, so Zhang Ji simply did all the farm work of the widows in the village, he thought that this should no longer spread the gossip about him and the widow next door, right?

As a result, the titles of "Friend of the Widow" and "Hungry Ghost in Color" were successively placed on Zhang Ji's head.

What kind of woman can't you say, a noble son with a jade sword at his waist, and what kind of little widow can you rob with our group of peasants?

Not only did you rob the most beautiful widow, but you didn't even leave us a widow in her fifties!

……

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhang Ji is really good for them.

But Zhang Ji can't tell them, is the pretty widow you are eyeing a female killer who kills people without blinking?

Yes, the little widow who called herself Yue's was nicknamed Salamander.

The more frightened the salamander...... Yue Wang Eight Swords Startling Salamander, do you dare to get this name more hastily?

At the beginning, Zhang Ji recognized this first-class female killer when he saw a shocking salamander in filial piety clothes for the first time, well, it was definitely not that he was amazed by a shocking salamander with filial piety, absolutely not!

In short, that day, Zhang Ji was so frightened that he almost moved out of Niushou Village overnight.

But he was reluctant to leave here, after all, he had finally found a way to practice martial arts, how could he give up like this?

And I don't know who the target of the startled salamander is, he is a nobody, so he doesn't need a killer to deal with it personally, right?

Therefore, Zhang Ji can only try to use "love" to influence the startled salamander, such as wrapping all the farm work and chores in the salamander's family, trying to exchange for a chance to "live" the fish in the pond through this fragile bond.

After a few years, the salamander has always stayed in this small Niushou village, never doing anything related to the mission, except for every time she coldly drives away the matchmaker in the village, just like an ordinary peasant woman.

And, unexpectedly, the startled salamander seems to have a good attitude towards him, often bringing him some food, and he also takes a bite of the startled salamander sister, and everything seems to be very calm.

Still, the peace was shattered.

Zhang Ji, who was about to go to plough the land for the startled salamander, unexpectedly found that the old man Lu behind him did not scold him for running away if he won today, but looked at the forest in the east with a solemn gaze.

Zhang Ji followed Old Man Lu's gaze, but found that a sword aura rose into the sky, and several towering trees fell down with a bang, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

"What a fierce sword qi!"

"'All rivers run to the sea' is the swordsmanship of Guigu! Interesting, hey, I didn't expect that little guy to fight with the netter. Old man Lu looked at the sword qi in the forest with burning eyes and whispered, then chuckled, as if he had thought of something interesting, looked at Zhang Ji, and said with a smile, "Boy, do you want to come over and have a look?" ”

"Don't, I'm afraid I'll be affected."

Zhang Ji shook his head decisively and refused, the sword qi just now had obviously reached the level of a first-class master, and he had just broken through to the second-rate level before he went to join in the fun.

Old man Lu glanced at him with disdain, this kid asked him what he wanted to learn when he was learning martial arts with him, and he actually said which one is suitable for saving his life and learning which one first.

The breathing technique that hides the breath, the breathing technique that prevents the poisonous gas from entering the body, and the electric light god walking step used to escape, this kid is called a waste of sleep and forgetting to eat, and he is very talented, on the contrary, other things are learned much slower, but overall it is a good seedling, but I feel that this seedling is a little crooked.

"Rest assured. With your kid's attainments in the art of breathing, it is almost impossible to discover you without reaching the realm of a grandmaster. No matter how bad it is, you will use your spirit to escape, is it possible that a first-class master with keen perception is also good at light skills? ”

"Really?"

Old man Lu's wrinkled face squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Of course, how could I lie to my only heir?" ”

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