Northern Zhou, Luojing.

Xicheng Tonggu Lane.

Luo Xing got up early, grinded beans, boiled pulp, and ordered tofu...... After a set of processes, the sky is already bright, and it is almost time for him to go out of the stall.

He is the owner of a tofu shop and the only part-time worker.

His daily work is to cook soy milk, sell soy milk, make tofu, and sell tofu, day after day, year after year, and he has insisted on this life for almost three years.

"Xiao Qi, is the pulp a little old today?"

"Aunt Jiang, look at what you said, my cooking time is calculated by pinching the incense, not more than a minute, not less than a second, if you think it's not good, why do you come to buy it every day?"

"I'm not taking care of your business......

"Thank you!"

If it weren't for the sake of the neighborhood, he would have been bombarded, this kind of middle-aged woman has an unforgiving mouth, and loves to be greedy, every time she buys her own tofu, she has to cut half more pieces, and she can't find half a copper plate less when checking out.

Luo Xing's tofu is very easy to sell, clean and hygienic, and very tender, but he is lazy and unwilling to expand his business, and even the tofu he makes every day is rationed.

First come, first served, call it a day when sold out.

He is afraid that if he saves for another ten years, he will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law.

Is Roxing lazy?

Of course not.

He was not a person from this world, or rather, this body was nothing more than a carrier of his past soul, he was a person from another world.

He's a traverser.

At first, he thought it was a virtual game, but the scene was too realistic, but later, he found that he had to eat when he was hungry, and he was bleeding when he was injured and sick when he had a cold, and then he realized that this was a world of flesh and blood.

After opening the door, in less than an hour, the tofu was sold out, and Luo Xing closed the door and went out with a fishing rod and a fishing basket.

In this world, the martial arts are respected, the strong are like clouds, and the martial arts are strong and can even fly in the air, move mountains and reclaim the sea, just like land immortals.

It's just an ordinary person, if you don't know a few tricks, I'm afraid that you won't even be able to look down on a dog when you walk on the road.

In such a world of martial arts competition, Luo Xing naturally yearns for it.

It's just that through these years, he is still an ordinary person, of course, he also has another identity, the Southern Ya Secret Agent of the Great Zhou Dynasty, codenamed "Fox Seventeen".

The lurker of the bitterness.

The task given to him by the boss was to spy on a person, Shang Chen, Xirong's deputy envoy to Luojing.

"Fox Seventeen" was selected to enter the secret camp at the age of six, left the camp at the age of sixteen, and was sent to an apprenticeship for another year, and then arranged to replace the identity of the family and continue to run the tofu shop.

The boss asked him to monitor Shang Chen and report on this guy's daily life, and there were no other specific instructions, anyway, he reported every ten days and a half months.

It doesn't matter if there is a written report or not, just submit it orally.

He seriously doubted that the superiors had forgotten about him.

After all, he was also an excellent agent in his previous life, and he had his own set of rules of conduct for doing things, and he actually had his own judgment in his heart for such a task.

This kind of behavior of secretly spying on the envoys of enemy countries is very common in national security work, and even if it is discovered, it is not surprising, and everyone knows it.

However, the more he knew, the less beneficial it became, especially for a little shrimp like him, so he made this work a routine.

It may be that he was used to loneliness in his previous life, he has been in this world for many years, and he doesn't have many friends, although he has a good relationship with those neighbors, but he usually doesn't have much communication.

Live a very pure heart and few desires.

This kind of boundary may be brought about by the height of understanding brought by the two sides, after all, except for the splendid martial arts civilization in this world, the others are not as good as the Blue Star of the Tang Dynasty.

This world is very big, and there are many familiar Blue Star worlds, and the Northern Zhou where he is located borders Xirong, Beimang, Southern Chu and other countries, especially with Xirong, the relationship between the two countries is not harmonious, the two countries from the folk to the court, in recent decades have been fiercely fighting, especially between the border passes and the warriors of the two countries

However, isn't it a bit of a joke that the boss actually sent him a fledgling who had just left the camp to spy on the deputy envoy of a country?

No one could tell him the answer to this.

If this Shang Chen is really engaged in espionage, once he finds out about his existence, he will either kill him directly, or keep him to pass the time, pretending not to know everything.

Shang Chen is not in Luojing today, he went to Lingzhou to meet Xirong Zheng's envoy, and he has been gone for many days, and he has also ended up idle.

On the shore of Xiaoxi Lake, I chose a location and put down Maza.

Feeding.

This is Roshing's special bait to attract fish, and every time there is a big catch, but he rarely brings back the fish he catches.

Because, they were all eaten directly by him.

Martial arts training is very food-intensive, if there is no high-quality protein to provide, how can you boil out steel and iron bones?

It makes sense to be poor and rich.

Luo Xing has the ability to make a lot of money and make himself rich, but in doing so, he can't keep a low profile, so it's better to use this self-sufficient way.

The swim bladder was thrown down, and soon there was movement, and in a short time he harvested seven or eight fish, each of which weighed two or three catties, to say the least.

Put a set of guys together, disembowel, clean, roast, stew, and in a short time, a rich lunch is ready.

After eating all the grilled fish, there is not a drop of fish soup left.

Pack up your things and leave, come to a dense forest valley, and start the daily practice of these days.

Luo Xing's martial arts learned very little, and in the secret camp, he had to pass on a set of "Tuna" mental methods, as well as half of the body method and a knife method.

The law is not passed on lightly.

People who practice martial arts attach great importance to "exercises", and they easily do not teach outsiders, even if they are apprentices, most of the time they will keep a hand when they teach them.

His martial arts roots are average, but his understanding is good, otherwise he would not have been selected by the Nanya secret camp and became a secret agent of the Nanya.

He chose to practice martial arts in this dense forest valley outside the city, first, there is a large space here, which is convenient for him to move around and practice his body, and secondly, he also wants to be clean, not to be seen by outsiders, and he will not be disturbed.

The only drawback is that there are more snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Practicing martial arts is hard work, especially if he is not good, he may not be worth a point of ten times the effort, but diligence can make up for the clumsiness, if you don't work hard, it will fall step by step, step by step.

The strength of his arms now should be able to reach about eight hundred jun, reaching the standard of a five-rank martial artist.

Looking at the three-inch-deep fist socket on the old tree, Luo Xing couldn't help but sigh, his cultivation had been stagnant for three months.

If he hasn't made an inch of progress for three months, this is either because he can't cultivate the Fa, or there is a problem with the exercises, and he is at a loss where the problem is.

Maybe it's because you can't get there.

Sigh and go back.

If you don't go back, you won't be able to see the way back, and there are many fierce beasts in this mountain, at night, come out to forage, any one can make ordinary warriors hate on the spot, once you run into it, it is really dangerous.

Also, once the city gate is closed, you can't go back to the city, and you can't do business the next day.

Pinching his fingers to count the days, Shang Chen should also go back to Luojing.

If you want to go on a journey, you must first gain strength and freedom.

Hey, people in the temple, can't help themselves.

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