Wang Baisheng patiently taught for half an hour, then let Chen Che and Zhang Jiehu practice on their own, and he found another chair to carefully observe the practice progress of each swordsman.

On the atrium square, more than a dozen swordsmen kept practicing pile skills, although they practiced for more than half an hour, they only sweated a little on their bodies, and they were relaxed.

Chen Che and Zhang Jiehu were not able to catch their strength, practiced for a while, rested for a while, and were slightly embarrassed, and they could see at a glance that they were two newcomers.

The physical fitness of the two is obviously weaker than those senior swordsmen.

Soon.

The three rounds of the sun rose overhead, and the figure curled up.

When it was time to put the meal at noon, there were "one fresh fish, five taels of beef, three seasonal vegetables, and four catties of rice" in the big wooden barrels of the swordsmen, and a bowl of egg drop soup.

In Zhang Jiehu's bowl, there is a lot of shabby, there is no fish, four or five thin slices of beef, a spoonful of sunflower, leek, and scrambled eggs with shallots, plus eight taels of rice.

That's how the treatment of the disembarkers is.

He sighed:

"Brother Chen, my family has an old cow, no different from my family, I have never eaten beef, you can take these in the bowl."

Chen Che saw through his attempt at a glance:

"Lao Zhang, I have an old cranberry planted at home, no different from my family, I have never eaten cranberry, you can take these in the bowl."

Zhang Jiehu: "......"

The corners of Chen Che's mouth rose slightly, and he took out half a fresh fish from his wooden barrel and sent it to Zhang Jiehu's rice bowl, and said:

"Scrambled eggs with beef and shallots~"

The price of fish in coastal fishing villages is even cheaper than rice, but in the deep mountains and old forests, fish is a rare thing, and the price is more expensive than beef.

Fish is fishy and often requires spices to be delicious, which further pushes up the price of fish in Liuyang Town.

In ancient times, there was a strange man called Liangqu, who controlled the water and transported fish, and sent fresh fish into many mountain cities to make a lot of money.

Therefore, "eating fish" has become one of the benefits of Fan's knife village to recruit people.

According to Fan Dongliu's statement, the middle-class guest has four taels a month, charcoal in winter, ice in summer, housing, two sets of winter clothes, breakfast and lunch, and fish.

But these treatments are not bad in other nursing homes.

It is really flocking to it, and even offering the corpses of spirits, the reason why you have to be a guest of the knife village.

It is because among the families in Liuyang Town, only the Fan Clan's Dao Village, the Zhao Mansion, and the Mountain Patrol Division affiliated to the Yamen can learn martial arts!

This is the power to truly change your fate!

"Thank you~"

Zhang Jiehu and Chen Che exchanged dishes, and couldn't help but say with envy:

"I don't know when Naigong will be able to enjoy the treatment of a medium-sized guest like you?"

"Catch another spirit?"

Chen Che responded.

When Zhang Jiehu heard this, he instantly died down and sneered:

"Pull it down, the time to hunt in the mountains is only six hours at most, if you want to catch the spirit, you have to go in the direction of Xiongxi, if you return late, you may be poisoned to death in the miasma."

Chen Che nodded, if he didn't have the talent of [Eating Qi], I am afraid that he would be like most mountain people, limited by miasma, and the range of daily access to the mountain is limited.

The next moment.

Suddenly, a swordsman looked up at the sky.

Immediately after, everyone present looked up at the sky in unison, witnessing one of the suns suddenly disappearing.

Subsequently.

Above the distant sky, there was an extra "flying star", shining brightly, gradually shrinking, and finally disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

Zhang Jiehu was accustomed to it and sighed:

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival."

"What a mysterious world......

Chen Che sighed in his heart, recalling the four seasons of this world.

In summer, there may be five days in the sky, in contrast, there is no one in winter, and the world looks up, only to see the lonely moon hanging high.

Winter, summer.

Only the long spring and autumn seasons are the time for the people to work hard to produce and accumulate food for the following winter and summer seasons.

It is precisely this harsh environment that has made most of the dynasties respect martial arts and die by force.

Or, in the process of external expansion, the national strength is overdrawn and civil unrest is everywhere; Or, in the late dynasty, the warlords were fighting endlessly, a small feudal town, or a hammer alien race.

The only exception is the Great Zheng Dynasty, where the king surnamed Zhao is weak and incompetent.

finally came out with a barbarian general, Wang Touchlong, but he was jealous of the power minister, and ended up with the defeat of the army and the killing of the general, which made people sigh.

Dazheng was also destroyed by the northern Hu State, and the Central Plains culture was almost cut off.

Until the Taizu of the Jing Dynasty-Zhang Yuanzhu, he started with a bowl, expelled Hulu, restored the Central Plains, and set many national policies for foreign development, opening up the territory and expanding the territory......

Ahem.

Straight to the point.

Chen Che came back to his senses, stayed until the afternoon, and continued to follow more than ten swordsmen, practicing holding ball piles with Zhang Jiehu, sweating profusely.

In a flash, it was six days, and the news of "Zhaofu slaves fleeing to Daozhuang" had already spread all over the streets and alleys of Liuyang Town.

Zhao Fu became the number one laughing stock in Liuyang Town, but he maintained a strange silent attitude and ignored it, and Chen Che, who was originally unknown, gradually became known and had a little fame.

Especially the domestic slave group.

In the eyes of some slaves, it is a notoriety, even if the master has a thousand mistakes, the house slave should not have any thoughts of injustice;

In the eyes of other slaves, it was hope, an example of escaping from Fan's cage, and they also hoped to be like Chen Che, to regain their freedom and be blessed by Fan's sword.

The swordsmen learned that their rival, Zhao Fu, had lost face, and their attitude towards Chen Che was slightly better, and some people often pulled Chen Che to drink.

Chen Che naturally did not refuse, and during the staggering, the relationship with the swordsmen became deeper and deeper, and he also reaped an unexpected joy.

[Roasted snake wine: With fresh rattle-tailed pit viper gall as the guide, soaked in ten-year daughter red, as well as a variety of rare medicinal fruits, fired, sweet and warm, containing a trace of mountain and sea Yuanqi. 】

It turns out that refining the demon knife does not require all materials.

Things like snake gallbladder are useless to refining weapons, so Song Xuefeng casually rewarded Wang Baisheng and made medicinal wine.

Chen Che lived in Daozhuang, and some people were soft-spoken, and they only begged for a cup of roast snake wine, barely tasting it.

He raised his neck and drank it, and drank a fine light, with a soft mouth, a line of throat, and a unique taste of sweet and burning, which echoed on the tip of his tongue for a long time.

【Shanhai Yuanqi +2】

A little cool breath flowed into the blue and purple seal, but it was still a little short of opening the fourth shepherd talent.

Chen Che licked his lips, eager to search the mountain immediately, kill ten rattle-tailed pit vipers, and make a large jar of roasted snake wine to taste, and couldn't help but think secretly:

"For six or seven days in a row, there has been no movement in the Zhao Mansion, it seems that it was indeed suppressed by the Fan family's Daozhuang, and he did not dare to come to beg for a fugitive slave."

There is also a sense of urgency:

"The shelter time given by Dao Zhuang is only forty-two days left, and you should go into the mountains to hunt for treasures as soon as possible, even if you can't find the three strange eggs, you should get some mountain and sea Yuan Qi to further refine the rank."

When the night was dark and the lonely moon was hanging high, Chen Che put a few nests into his pocket, and then found a low wall and climbed over it.

From the uninhabited trail, out of Liuyang Town, climb to Xiangu Mountain......

After passing the Great General's Temple, Chen Che put on incense as usual, and then crossed the tip of the fairy Gu and strode into the thick fog, eating the breath in the fog.

Every breath is smooth and natural.

In the hundreds of years since the establishment of Liuyang Town, except for those innate martial artists and their descendants, no one has ever been able to walk safely in the miasma.

Chen Che is the only exception.

He walked briskly into the forest.

Except for the mountain temple where he almost died, most places are extremely safe for Chen Che, who is a "sheep herder".

"I wonder how much I can earn tonight?"

Chen Che ran around, looking for prey and herbs.

But in half a pillar of incense, he found something good in front of a cliff - Shu interrupted!

The main medicine of black jade intermittent ointment!