Chapter 532 Martial Arts and Reading (for Subscription)

months later.

On Taize Lake.

With a fishing rod in hand, Aaron changed from fishing and spearfishing to fishing.

After all, the fishing skills are too bad, so they can only make up for it in other ways.

Fishing is patient work, and Aaron grew to like it.

"If you buy some tea, make tea and drink tea on the deck, and go fishing by the way...it will be leisurely..."

While he was thinking about it, Aaron suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

Beep!

There were murmurs in his ears, like chaotic ravings.

Then, a certain stalwart figure appeared in front of Aaron's eyes.

He was wearing a black robe, and from under the robe, there seemed to be countless wriggling things coming in the form of mist...

Although it was extremely vague, the feeling of coexistence of chaos and order, exuding a strange aura made Aaron directly confirm that it was his true self!

After a moment, all hallucinations and auditory hallucinations disappeared, as if what Aaron had seen and heard before was just an illusion.

But Aaron looked at the fishing rod that fell from the boat board, and realized that it was real!

I was connected to the 'body' for a moment!

Although it was only a short moment, the brief exchange of information made Aaron understand a lot.

"My goal is not wrong, I should stick to it and become stronger at the same time..."

"At the same time, because this world is too closed and the energy level is too high... It is impossible to form a temporary spiritual channel, so don't think about the support from the main body... Wait!"

Aaron suddenly remembered something: "I held the ceremony a few months ago... and after such a long time, the main body's reply arrived... What kind of fairy delay is this?"

He thought for a while and came up with the answer: "A day in the sky and a year on the earth are nothing more than that? Is the speed of time in the two worlds already so terrifying?"

"And... this ceremony is completely useless, it can't form a channel at all, so that the spirituality supported by the main body can come... It seems that in the future, the ceremony must be used as little as possible if it is not necessary, otherwise the ghost knows when this delayed response will come... In case One is that in a life-and-death fight, wouldn’t it be my life?”

Aaron shook his head.

Put away the fishing rod, go back to the cabin, open the rice tank, and find that the rice is almost gone.

"Tomorrow I have to go to the market to buy rice... Well, all I have left is ninety bucks..."

Aaron took out the money bag, took out large copper coins, and counted them one by one.

This is all the savings of the young Fang Yu, and a large part of it is his wife Ben... planning to marry a wife and have children in the future to inherit the incense.

After all, the average life expectancy in ancient times was short, and people who were over twenty were considered older youths...

But Aaron naturally didn't have this idea.

Instead of saving money to marry a wife, it is better to eat supplementary nutrition for yourself.

As for inheriting incense or something?

Can children and grandchildren live as long as themselves?

At that time, it is not certain who will put incense on someone's grave!

the next day.

It was sunny and sunny.

Aaron went to the 'Sanshui Wharf' before dawn as before, and suffered double exploitation from the government and gangs. After selling the fish, he went to the 'Yuyang Restaurant' first.

After all, the bag of rice is heavy, so it is not convenient to eat wine after buying rice.

"Ayu is here again?"

The waiter at the counter greeted politely: "Still the same?"

"No, change to Old Yellow Bar."

Aaron ordered a bowl of rice wine and sipped it slowly.

After all, he is different from Fang Yu. Some changes can start from subtleties, and gradually people will get used to and accept them.

At this time, several fishermen nearby also greeted with a smile.

Aaron knew three of them, namely "Old Yutou" and "Old Chutou" father and son.

"Fang Yu..."

Old Yutou is in his forties, and he is absolutely old in this era. He has an impressive red rosacea nose, and his hair is half black and half white. "Have you seen Diarrhea Liu recently? I bumped into other people and found that I haven't seen him for a long time..."

"Recently? No..."

Aaron showed a hint of doubt, picked up the dish and sat next to Old Yu's head: "Isn't Diarrhea Liu in the casino and the hospital?"

"Bah... I still owe ten big money for this killing."

The old Chutou's son next to him spat: "Maybe he was hacked to death by the gambling house because of cheating..."

"Hey... After all, they are all poor people. If you can take care of them, you should help them. Who doesn't have a bad season?"

Old Yu took out the tobacco pot on his waist and smoked one puff after another. He had a habit of drinking. He liked to burn knives in one puff, then took a puff of cigarettes and ate a broad bean.

"Ayu, it's a pity that you didn't go for Mr. Liu's birthday... The flowing water table, the braised pork, is shiny, and the white rice is even more filling!"

Old Chutou's son 'Xiao Chu' is seventeen or eighteen years old, the same age as Fang Yu, and he said with a bit of sympathy: "Also... that stage is big and spacious... It is said that Mr. Liu still wants to invite the most popular The oiran 'White Peony' performed, but was rejected..."

"Oh?"

Aaron drank the old rice wine slowly: "Is the white peony alright?"

According to the principle of being wise and safe, accidents are more likely to happen in a place with more people. Obviously, Aaron will not go to any banquet.

And 'White Peony', a mere famous prostitute, dares not to give face to local snakes, which is also very interesting.

"Who makes her famous...the people who come and go are celebrities, what is a celebrity? Even the magistrate has to be polite. It is said that there are scholars who wrote poems for 'White Peony', praising her for being pure and pure, and not afraid of power. ..."

Xiao Chu sucked her teeth: "It is said that scholars like this tune... It's a pity... I haven't seen the true face of 'White Peony'."

"That's a pity, drink and drink!"

Aaron took another sip of rice wine and listened to the chatter of other drinkers.

After coming to this world for a few months, he probably also figured out the general situation.

My location is Taize Lake, which is under the jurisdiction of Taize Mansion, and there is a forest country above Taize Mansion...

As for more, Kuhaha in the country has limited knowledge, and it is normal not to know.

'And... Although there are legends about Qiuxian Wendao, no one has ever seen a real 'immortal'...and no one has seen ghosts and gods with their own eyes! '

"It's the Jianghu martial arts, but it really exists. The 'Goldfish Gang' I have seen can barely be regarded as a member of the Jianghu..."

‘It’s just that… the people who practice martial arts here are not called martial arts masters or knight-errants, but ‘martial masters’! It is said that there are some Jianghu rankings, martial arts rankings and so on...'

"It is said that there is also a martial arts hall in the city of Taize Prefecture, as well as a place where people can be taught to read and write..."

'So... this is a world of martial arts? '

‘The cost of practicing martial arts is too high, I don’t want to think about it for the time being, but I should start preparing for reading and writing…’

‘Set a small goal first...learn a thousand commonly used words in three years, no need to be blind...'

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