Chen Yunqiu has been in this world for more than a month, from the hesitation at the beginning, to the boredom at the back, to the current idleness and panic, and now even the old man doesn't want to talk to him anymore - after all, it's just such a thing, it's normal to get tired of talking about it a few times.

So Chen Yunqiu began to think about doing handiwork to pass the time, maybe he could sell it for money. He also specially asked the elder to bring a knife back when he went out, but unfortunately after two days of hard work, he only carved out a square wooden block, and Zu Li, who was soaking in the medicinal bath, almost died of laughter in the jar when he saw the results.

Fortunately, in the end, he had an idea, and asked Chen Jinzhi to cultivate a regular hexagon, then polished the corners and rounded them, and drilled a few round holes with a knife to make dice.

Chen Yunqiu gave Zu Li the first handicraft in this world, and taught him the word "dice" by the way.

"Brother Qiu, how did you make the gun you said earlier?" Zu Li was not satisfied with the dice, and began to ask about the gun that seemed to him to be equivalent to an artifact.

Of course, Chen Yunqiu also heard the implication of the words, so he began to talk nonsense: "Then you need to use the Nine Heavens Xuantie to quench nine hundred and eighty-one hours in the heavens, thunder, earth and fire, and during this period, you also need one hundred and eight immortal realms to temper with true qi all the time to get a gun." ”

Zu Li believed that it was true, and he was a little lost. Seeing this, Chen Jinzhi smiled and said, "It just so happens that you should also take the sword, I'll sharpen the sword for you." ”

Zu Li was happy.

Chen Yunqiu volunteered to draw a few sword patterns for Zu Li to pick, I have to say that the sword in the drama is still very attractive to children, Zu Li finally picked three, namely the interpreter, the dark chaser and the sword of the night sky.

"May I ask if you are Grandpa Kirito?"

"What do you mean?" Zu Li was a little puzzled.

Chen Yunqiu shook his head and did not answer.

Chen Jinzhi also shook his head: "You can only choose one, it's useless if you want three." ”

Chen Yunqiu saw that Zu Li really liked these very much, so he said: "I'll do the remaining two, it's just idle and fine." ”

"Aren't you learning to read and write?" Chen Jinzhi specially brought a few books for Chen Yunqiu to study.

"Take your time, there's no rush anyway. "How can a high school student who has just left school fall back into the sea of misery like this?

After dinner, Chen Yunqiu set up a fire by the river, sat next to him and cut wood, with dragons in his mouth, and occasionally stopped to deduce carefully in some places with vague memories. Zu Li leaned on Chen Yunqiu's back, yearning for the world in the story. The wooden sword in Chen Jinzhi's hand was almost done, and he was using his own sword to smooth out the uneven places.

Qu Zhuyun was also doing carpentry next to him, wanting to make himself a chair. He has been here for ten or twenty days, but the number of times he has spoken is only a handful, basically Zu Li asks questions, and he occasionally answers a few words.

When Xiaolu returned to the inn on a rainy night with the girl who loved him, Chen Yunqiu announced that today's story was over, and he would come back tomorrow to listen to it, just like a broken dog.

Chen Jinzhi suddenly said at this time: "Recently, martial law has begun in Yong'an City, and the entry and exit of the city are strictly checked. ”

"Is something wrong?" asked Chen Yunqiu.

Chen Jinzhi glanced at him and said, "The biggest thing in recent times is that I have broken through to the Immortal Realm, and the other is that many people in the outside world are curious about what I am doing." ”

Someone who used the story to leave the Fairyland boss by his side to do chores was unconscious, guessing what happened in Yong'an City:

"There are no more than three reasons for martial law, someone flees, someone commits a crime, or," Chen Yunqiu paused, looking up at Chen Jinzhi, "I'm afraid that there will be some news from spies from other countries." ”

"You see I'm useless, I haven't heard anything. ”

"Don't you Sword Sect have an information department?"

Chen Jinzhi shook his head: "If there is, I won't listen to national affairs, isn't this looking for death?" But there are people who collect news from the rivers and lakes, and there are a group of people under the head who specialize in this. ”

"Then you haven't been found, aren't these people paying attention to your news?"

"You expect a group of people who listen to gossip in major restaurants to find someone? And not many people outside the sect have seen me. ”

Chen Yunqiu was silent, it turned out to be a guy who listened to gossip in a group, and he thought it was so powerful.

"Then will you take me to Yong'an City tomorrow?" Chen Yunqiu suddenly remembered that he hadn't been to the city yet.

"No," Chen Jinzhi decisively shook his head and refused, "You don't have a talisman, you can't enter the city gate at all." ”

"What is a talisman?

"Identification, you can't find anyone to prove your identity right now, let alone get a talisman. ”

Chen Yunqiu, a black-hukou officer, was surprised to find that he could only move outside the city.