Chapter 1 This golden finger can't be a problem, right?

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Midnight.

The moonlight was hazy, dreamlike.

The sound of grinding knives is endless.

A whetstone, half a scoop of water, and a long rusty knife.

With the bright moonlight, Chu Mu carefully polished the blade on the whetstone.

This rusty long knife slowly revealed a touch of cleanliness in the harsh friction sound.

Wow......

A handful of water poured down, rust stains washed down, mottled away, the blade was bright, and under the bright moonlight, a dazzling cold glow circulated in the courtyard with the blade.

Looking at the long knife for a moment, Chu Mu pursed his lips, looked around at this strange courtyard, and between his eyebrows, an unspeakable loneliness and confusion emerged.

It is hard to imagine that a person is still in modern society one second, and the next second, he is in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Strange times, strange people, and even, strange mutilated memories...... Strange body ......

Chu Mu lowered his head slowly, and under the moonlight, the clear water in the scoop, and the reflected face was faintly visible.

It's obvious that he is looking at himself, but the face reflected in the water is completely unfamiliar, although he has seen this face more than once, but this feeling is still indescribably weird and terrifying.

It's scary and weird, but there's a concept that seems to explain his encounter perfectly.

Through?

Chu Mu shook his head secretly, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

After a few days, combined with some fragmented memories of the original owner in his mind, he probably figured out what kind of situation he had crossed into.

This is supposed to be an ancient dynasty named Great Chu, and the original owner was located in a small town on the northern border of Great Chu.

Although it is a great Chu, after these days, it seems that it is not any dynasty he knows, but an unknown other world.

And he ...... It should be said that the life experience of the original owner of this body is also very simple, his mother died early, and his father was originally on an errand in the county inspection department, and then he was transferred to this Nanshan Town, but he was transferred for only two years, and he died on an errand, and he didn't even find a corpse.

The original owner was so sad that he fainted directly, and he, who was a dove occupying the magpie's nest, broke into this world so abruptly and became the Chu Mu of this era and this town.

After dealing with the funeral of the original owner's father, and being alone for a few days, for this era, this abrupt crossing, Chu Mu can be regarded as a little adaptable.

The end of autumn is approaching, the night is already a little chilly, a cool breeze blows, Chu Mu subconsciously tightens his clothes, and his thoughts have dissipated a lot.

The long knife in his hand flowed, carefully returning the blade to the sheath, and just as he was about to enter the house, Chu Mu seemed to think of something, and with a silent thought in his heart, a light blue transparent light curtain quietly appeared in Chu Mu's field of vision.

[Name: Chu Mu.] 】

【Skill: None】

[Aura: 99.9%]

The light curtain is strange, just like the skill panel in the game, and it is obviously not owned by this ancient time and space.

Chu Mu is naturally accustomed to it, after all, this kind of thing has appeared, how can there be no golden finger that is standard for traversers.

And the function of his golden finger is as clear as the light curtain.

Name, of course, refers to him.

The so-called skills, as the name suggests, are already very clear, although there is no skill displayed on this light curtain panel, but I think the reason is nothing more than a certain requirement has not been met, the first arrival, has been busy with the funeral of the original owner's father, he did not have time to experiment carefully.

And the "Linghui value" refers to a certain kind of energy that Chu Mu still can't understand, and the way to obtain this kind of energy is not difficult to say, but easy to say...... It's not easy to ......

As long as Chu Mu himself is extremely focused on doing a certain thing, whether it is reading, or exercising, even thinking, or even sharpening the knife just now, as long as he is focused without distractions, this "spiritual radiance value" can increase.

This has reached a value of 99.9 percent, which is naturally what Chu Mu has been pondering these days.

As for the utility of the "Spiritual Radiance Value", although there are many speculations, Chu Mu really hasn't figured out the specific effect.

"Maybe it has something to do with skills......

Looking at the "Spiritual Radiance Value" value on the light curtain panel, Chu Mu secretly guessed in his heart.

As his thoughts were flowing, Chu Mu's eyes suddenly froze, but he saw that the light curtain panel had reached a spiritual radiance value of 99.9 percent, as if it was due to his concentration just now, and he had also reached a 100 percent value.

And at this moment, after the Linghui value, a flickering small + sign also emerged.

"Points?"

This scene came into his eyes, and these two words also subconsciously appeared in Chu Mu's mind.

In his previous life, he had read countless articles, and Chu Mu naturally still had these insights.

But after staring at it for a moment, Chu Mu was a little puzzled, he didn't have skills yet, how to add points?

And on this light curtain panel, there is no option to add points.

His golden finger, there won't be a problem, right?

After thinking for a moment, Chu Mu pursed his lips, but his eyes were on the freshly sharpened long knife in his hand.

The knife is a family heirloom, strictly speaking, it should be said that it is distributed by the Inspection Division, the original owner's father, used this knife, after the death of the job, according to common sense, this knife should have been returned to the Inspection Division.

But because his father died in the line of duty, according to the custom, in addition to a fairly generous pension, the son can also replace his father and continue to lead the public family.

When he first arrived, although Chu Mu had not yet fully adapted to it, he naturally would not lose this public job, and after the funeral, he went to the county inspection department to implement this job.

The son took his father's place and became an inspector of the Nanshan Town Inspection Office.

This inspection saber naturally does not need to be handed in, and it has naturally become the knife after the original owner takes the post.

There are knives, and naturally there are some knife handles.

The father of the original owner has served in the Inspection Department for many years, although he has no great skills, but the knife techniques practiced by the Inspection Department are also quite good.

In my memory, when the original owner was young, he didn't practice those knife techniques with his father, and it was barely a skill.

Knife handle...... It should be considered a skill, right?

Thinking in his heart, Chu Mu couldn't help but carefully recall the knife technique in the memory of the original owner, and it took a long time before Chu Mu came back to his senses from his thoughts.

Drawing the knife out of its sheath, he slowly waved the long knife while recalling.

The so-called knife technique is not unfathomable, although the inspection is the duty of maintaining public order, but it is also half a military position.

And the military drills are nothing more than chopping, chopping, and teasing these basic moves, which are not too complicated.

It didn't take more than a moment to explore and practice, and with the original owner's practice foundation, a long knife was already wielded in Chu Mu's hand.

Of course, it is only limited to appearance, how specific, Chu Mu felt that the scene of wanton plundering the budding rice field when he was a child should be even more decent than he was at this time.

After all, this long knife is cast in iron, and its weight is not light at all, where can it be compared to a small wooden stick when I was young, and I can slam it vertically and horizontally......

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