MTL - Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills-Chapter 112 Xiangrouzhuang, Faceless, Dreamland (Part 1)

  Chapter 112 Xiangrouzhuang, Faceless, Dreamland (Part 1)

  The next day.

   Han Zhao got up early.

  Yesterday, Su Tianqi persuaded him to drink until the afternoon. If it wasn't for his profound internal strength, he might have been drunk too.

  At night, Xu Ling wanted to ride on his head. After a big fight, and got her subdued, it was late at night.

  Han Zhao had to go and inform Lu Yi to make him ready to move to Fucheng.

  If there are apprentices who are willing to go to Fucheng with them, he is also willing to take them with them.

   After all, it came from a martial arts school, so it is more credible than ordinary people.

  This mission will take about ten days and half a month, just for Lu Yi to prepare well.

   After nearly two years, Han Zhao can't go wrong with his eyes closed on the road of Yijiangfang.

  He walked out of the alley, and there was a big house opposite.

  There are two stone lions more than one meter high standing at the door, and the plaque on the door is written with four characters of "Shank Mountain Boxing Academy".

   Walking to the door, you can hear shouts coming from the courtyard wall.

  Han Zhao chuckled lightly, went up and knocked on the door.

   "Squeak~"

  The door opened, and a short, dark and thin boy leaned out his upper body, "Come to learn boxing?"

  Han Zhao saw that the young man was a bit unfamiliar, he was afraid that he was a newcomer in the past two years, so he wanted to tease him, and said: "I'm here to learn sword skills."

   "Learning sword skills? Then you are late, Master Lu will not teach sword skills for the time being." The young man stepped out of the threshold.

   "Why?" Han Zhao was taken aback when he heard this.

   "It's not because of Senior Sister Xu of our martial arts school!" The young man raised his head with a proud expression.

"Senior sister Xu is 24 years old, and people say that it is difficult for Duanyue sword technique to break through the blood training level in our martial arts school, but it is easy to gain strength. In the past few months, there has been an endless stream of people learning the sword technique, and the threshold is almost broken. .

  Master Lu is preparing for a new courtyard recently. Otherwise, the inner courtyard is too crowded. If you want to learn sword skills, you can sign up first. "

   "Okay, then I will learn boxing." Han Zhao smiled.

  Thinking that when he was getting started, Xu Ling, Su Yun, Zhang Tianwen, and Li Fei were the ones who learned the Duanyue Saber Technique, and there were only five if he was added.

  Later, he and Xu Ling broke through to the blood training realm, Su Yun and Li Fei failed to break through, Zhang Tianwen died, and only two newcomers came to learn sword skills.

   I didn't expect this to be the scene now.

  Han Zhao could even imagine Lu Yi's rosy face.

   "Have you brought enough money?" the boy asked.

"yes."

   "Then please." The boy stepped out of the threshold and gave up his position.

  Seeing that Han Zhao was well-dressed and handsome, he knew he was not an ordinary person.

  However, there are quite a few young masters and ladies in the inner city who come to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts, but it doesn't feel that special.

   "Okay." Han Zhao walked into the gate, and in front of him was the outer courtyard, still with two open spaces on the left and right.

  However, when he first came here six years ago, there were many people in the outer court and few in the inner court.

  It was the same when he left here.

  The situation today is just the opposite.

  There are only twenty people practicing boxing in the outer courtyard.

  In the inner courtyard, there was tinkling, the sound of gold and iron clashing continuously, and the figures of people intertwined, flashing and moving, probably there were more than 20 people.

  The inner and outer courtyards are about the same size, but you need enough space to practice swordsmanship, otherwise you may be accidentally injured in a crowded environment.

   No wonder Lu Yi wants to buy another yard.

  There was a reclining chair on the corridor between the inner and outer courtyards, and Lu Yi, as usual, lay on it and ate sunflower seeds.

  The black and thin young man trotted to Lu Yi's side, and said respectfully, "Master Lu, someone has come to learn boxing."

   "Yes." Lu Yi lazily basked in the sun, without opening his eyes, he just responded lightly, "Let him go to the side to sign up, and the rules are clear."

   "Brother Han!"

   "Senior Brother Han? Which Senior Brother Han?"

   "It can't be that Senior Brother Han?"

   "It's Brother Han who is going to Fucheng!"

   There are a few old people in the outer courtyard who recognized Han Zhao standing at the door.

   "Master, long time no see, how are you doing?" Han Zhao stepped forward and bowed slightly.

   "Poof!"

  Hearing a familiar voice, Lu Yi opened his eyes, and forcefully spat out the melon seeds in his mouth.

   "You boy, what are you doing back suddenly?" Lu Yi's beard trembled slightly, and he looked stern, but the joy in the corners of his eyes could not be concealed.

   "The disciple came to pick up the master and go to Fucheng to reunite with the senior sister." Han Zhao said with a smile.

   "Pick me up to Fucheng?" Lu Yi was taken aback when he heard this.

   "Exactly." Han Zhao nodded.

"what?"

   "Brother Han wants to pick up Master to Fucheng?"

   "Will you not come back?"

   "That's right, what shall we do?"

  The apprentice in the field stopped what he was doing immediately after hearing the words.

  The apprentices who were practicing sword skills in the inner courtyard also came out when they saw the commotion outside.

   "Watch!" Just as everyone was waiting for Lu Yi's response, he let out a low shout and punched out violently.

  Boom!

  The air exploded, and Lu Yi's originally rough and wide fist swelled suddenly, and the surface of the fist was pitch black.

boom!

  A fist that was also black came first and collided with Lu Yi's fist.

   thump thump thump!

   Lu Yi took three steps back, and Han Zhao also took a step back.

   "Good good good good good! Hahaha!" Although Lu Yi was repelled, he didn't show the slightest anger. Instead, he kept applauding and laughing loudly.

   "Master, why do you keep doing this?" Han Zhao smiled helplessly, and withdrew the strength from his hands, and his fists became as white as jade again.

   "You kid, you've put your energy into it, not bad, not bad!" Lu Yi twirled his beard and nodded repeatedly.

  He predicted that after Han Zhao went to Fucheng, he should be motivated within three years, but he never expected that he would become stronger within two years.

   "Actually, I still have one piece of good news!" Han Zhao smiled and looked at the apprentices in the field.

   "Still shut up, go! Come with me to the backyard."

   Lu Yi cursed with a smile, grabbed Han Zhao's arm, and dragged him to the backyard.

   "Damn it! Brother Han is getting excited?!"

   "Is this too exaggerated?"

   "Senior Brother Liu, didn't you say that Senior Brother Han is two years younger than Senior Sister Xu, so isn't he only twenty-two years old this year?"

   "A twenty-two-year-old practicing martial artist?!"

   "If I can break through the vitality once at the age of twenty-two, it will be worth it in this life."

   "People are really incomparable!"

   After a while, Han Zhao and Lu Yi returned to the front yard.

   "Dear brothers and sisters, I will take my leave first."

  Han Zhao clasped his fists at everyone and left the martial arts hall immediately.

  Seeing this, Lu Yi came to the middle of the yard, cleared his throat, and said:

   "You should have heard it just now. Now the old man is planning to move the martial arts gym to Yuanchang Fucheng in half a month. If you are willing to follow, let's go to Fucheng together.

  If you don’t want to leave, come to me in the study within three days, and I will refund the remaining tuition for you. Think it over carefully for yourselves. "

   After speaking, Lu Yi walked towards the backyard.

   There are not many things to pack, half a month of preparation time is more than enough, but the apprentices have to be arranged, and the house has to be sold.

  Although Lu Yi has lived here for less than half of his life, he is really reluctant to sell the house and leave here, but reconciliation with his daughter is more important after all.

  Before he left, he still had to visit the martial artist who had friendship with him, and the relationship couldn't just be broken.

   "Brothers, Senior Brother Han wants to take Master to Fucheng, so we have to go too!"

   "Exactly, go to Fucheng!"

   "The strongest of us here is the martial arts master Lianjin. There are also masters who practice viscera in Fucheng, as well as the legendary martial arts master. I want to see the outside world."

   "This may be the only chance in my life, I have to seize it!"

  After Lu Yi left, the apprentices in the field were in high spirits, and many of them were a little moved.

  Black Rock City is like a small pond, where only small fish and shrimp can grow, while Yuanchangfu City is a vast river and sea, where dragons can be raised.

  The two are not the same.

  Of course, great opportunities also mean fierce competition and high risks.

  The apprentices who were learning sword skills in the inner courtyard left the martial arts hall one after another after Lu Yi left.

  They are going to break the news home.

   For some apprentices with backgrounds and families rooted in Black Rock City, they are more aware of the cruelty of Fucheng.

  However, those apprentices who have nothing at all are willing to take a gamble.

   Losing, no matter how bad the situation is, it won't be much worse.

  Win, change fate.

   Fight together.

   Soon, the news that Han Zhao returned from Fucheng and broke through in strength training at the age of 22 swept the entire Black Rock City like a hurricane.

  Not to mention a small place like Black Rock City, at the age of 22, he is still a genius in Fucheng.

  All major forces sent invitations to Xu's residence.

  However, Han Zhao just went to meet the county magistrate Wu Di that night, and set off for Baijie City with the team of the firm the next day.

   Baijie City is located in the northwest of Black Rock City, and it is a relatively large city in the vicinity.

  Compared to Heishi City, Yufeng City, and Jiayuan City, which were built less than two hundred years ago, Baijie City existed hundreds of years ago.

The ancestor of the He family where the county magistrate of this city is located was a master-level powerhouse. Because he encountered hundreds of challenges in his life and won every battle, he later became the county magistrate and renamed the city Baijie City.

   Today, the county magistrate of Baijie City is still a member of the He family. Every generation of the He family will have a master-level strongman, who is almost a toubob in the vicinity.

  However, the He family never expanded, and only guarded the one-acre-three-point land in Baijie City.

  However, it is hard for anyone to think of it.

  He Jingtong, the patriarch of the He family, is an apologist of the Longevity Sect.

  Only the head of each generation of the He family can become the viscera master, and it is also because only the head of the He family is qualified to know this secret.

Today's He Jingtong is over seventy years old, the master of the second qi is perfect, and his strength is strong, but he has passed the peak of his qi and blood, and the possibility of further progress is not high, and because he was injured once when he was young, his remaining lifespan is not long up.

  Five days later.

  The caravan traveled to the forest three hundred miles away from Baijie City.

   Seeing that the sky was getting dark, everyone was going to find a relatively flat place to camp on the mountainside, but someone found a mountain villa on the mountainside.

   "What's the smell? It smells so good!"

   "Yes, I can eat three bowls of rice just by smelling it!"

   "This is the taste of fragrant meat hot pot."

   "What meat?"

   "It's dog meat. The so-called dog meat is rolled three times, and the gods can't stand firm."

  Warriors gathered at the gate of the villa, smelling the tangy fragrance, swallowing their saliva one after another.

  Apart from encountering inns along the way, most of the time they slept in the open air. Even if they had meat to eat, it was hard jerky.

  Suddenly smelling the smell of dog meat, everyone immediately felt hooked.

   "I remembered Xiangrouzhuang. This is Xiangrouzhuang. It is a place dedicated to raising meat dogs for the gentry in Baijie City. This fragrant meat is a must!"

   A middle-aged warrior shouted, swallowing while talking.

  The other warriors looked at the leader Xu Ling after hearing the words.

  Now Xu Ling is not only the young owner of the firm, but also a martial arts master. She is one-sided in the entire firm. As long as she says no, no one dares to raise objections.

   Seeing this, Xu Ling glanced at Han Zhao at the side.

  Since the unforgettable experience in Taoyuan Village, when Xu Lingfan went out to deliver goods, unless it was a town with a large population, she would go around an isolated village or a mountain villa in the wild.

  Han Zhao frowned and walked forward.

  He doesn't eat dog meat, because he likes dogs, so he doesn't eat dog meat.

  But to be honest, this dog meat smells really good.

  If it was the beginning of his journey, let alone dog meat, it would be rat meat. As long as it doesn't spoil his stomach, he would eat it without hesitation.

   It is not bad for ordinary people in this world to be able to barely eat half full, so how can they be picky and picky.

   After all, I was really hungry, I ate all the turf and tree roots, and I didn’t care about pets or not.

  He doesn't eat it himself, but he won't allow others to eat it either.

  The premise is that there is no problem with this villa.

   "Are you sure this Xiangrouzhuang is the one you know?"

  Han Zhao looked at the middle-aged warrior who spoke just now.

   "Yes, I came here when I was young." The middle-aged warrior nodded.

  Han Zhao stared at the villa in front of him. The system prompt did not appear, and he did not feel the evil spirit.

  Seeing this situation, he ran his wind-riding legs, tapped the wall of the villa with his feet, jumped, and floated onto the five-meter-high fence.

  The avatar also jumped on it.

  He looked at the entire mountain villa, and saw that the layout inside was quite elegant, with mountains and hills covering the front yard, and behind it were pavilions and pavilions scattered high and low.

  There is a large pond in the front yard of the villa, and a lake pavilion is built in the middle.

  At this moment, a woman in fluttering white clothes is facing away from him, feeding the carp in the lake.

  The smell of meat in the air lingers on the tip of the nose, and the location of the back house of the villa is blurred, as if covered by the shadow of a rockery.

   "Such a big villa, only one person?"

  Han Zhao found only the woman in white in the front yard through his powerful eyesight. He felt a little weird.

  At this moment, the woman in white waved her hand towards the inner courtyard, as if she was greeting someone.

  Han Zhao gathered his true energy in his eyes, strengthened his vision, and looked intently.

   "Brother Han, Brother Lang, have you found anything?"

  Seeing Han Zhao standing on the wall in a daze, Su Tianqi jumped to his side.

   "It's nothing weird, but it's because we don't see any problems, so I don't think we should stay overnight here." Han Zhao pondered.

   To be honest, he was also terrified by the weirdness. It's better to stay away from places like this where he doesn't know the details, even though the system didn't prompt that there was a problem.

   "I think you're right." Su Tianqi frowned slightly as he looked at the woman in white who was waving.

   As he spoke, he suddenly let out a 'huh' with a puzzled look on his face.

   "What's wrong?" Han Zhao looked at him.

  Su Tianqi pointed to the courtyard wall: "Cousin? When did you go in?"

  Han Zhao was taken aback, and looked into the courtyard wall, only to see Xu Ling and others standing inside the courtyard wall.

  His complexion changed.

  At this moment, the avatar turned his back and looked at the gate of the villa, and the figures of Xu Ling and others were also there.

  In the middle of the line was a woman in white, whose back was exactly the same as the woman in the lake pavilion, and she was also waving behind her back.

   Seemingly noticing Han Zhao's gaze, the woman turned around, her face was as smooth as a mirror, without facial features.

  Han Zhao's innate yang qi in his body was like a raging fire, making his whole body dry and hot.

  The next second, he was in a daze before his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in the villa.

  Avatar and Su Tianqi were beside him, and in front of him were Xu Ling and others with dull expressions.

  Han Zhao reached into his arms and found that Yu Niang, who was curled up in his arms, was gone.

   PS: I didn’t sleep well last night, I can’t finish writing this copy today, go to bed early, and finish writing tomorrow at once, and I’ve already paid off my debts.

   The day before yesterday, my dad and my sister came from Nanjing, saying they were going back to their hometown, passing through the county town to come to me. My dad said he was dizzy on the phone, so my mom told him not to come. Yesterday, my dad had a high fever, and my sister was fine, but when I went back home, I found that her mother-in-law had already had a sheep, and she infected my nephew. She took care of my nephew, and then went to the sheep together. Afraid of being infected, I dare not go downstairs for a walk recently. I am under a lot of pressure and hostility. Seeing some threatening comments makes me very sad. This book is indeed just a small white novel, but I still wrote it with my brain, and it was quite tiring.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)