There was a bright light in front of me. If the previous one was flat, then this was above the hills. When I saw it, the mountains were covered with mountains, small springs flowed, and the plants were moist. Not far away was an ancient tree with branches and leaves, green shade like a cover, and people were under it, moving in the wind. Although it was just a illusion, the feeling created made people come here and I couldn't help but say: "This kind of place really has the artistic conception of a swordsman!"
Fang Xin was silent for a moment and enjoyed this feeling. He had very few points, so he mostly appeared first.
"Oh, it's been a year since I came to this world!" He looked at the fields at the foot of the mountain and pondered.
This feeling is really indescribable.
This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time. This feeling of confusion was not in love. At this time, he felt that only this poem was so appropriate.
A hundred meters away, a white light appeared, and a human figure appeared.
A jingle sounded, indicating that after the game began, Fang Xin drew his sword, abandoned his sheath, stepped forward, and the wind blew away his front clothes.
The other party also drew his sword and rushed straight to Fang Xin.
Within ten steps, the steps began to turn into rhythm, and the feet were on the ground, but it seemed like floating on the surface of the water, and the reality was uncertain. Fang Xin remembered a mysterious skill in swordsmanship. This was actually a very simple, but very practical skill. For Fang Xin, who had already passed by on the battlefield, this kind of killing skill seemed not learned, but was revealed from his heart.
As he approached, the sword light rushed straight, blood splattered, and the other party threw himself to the ground without a humming sound. Half of his neck was cut off, revealing half of his flesh and blood, and there was not even a humming sound.
"It's too weak. It's true that he was from the Taiping Age. Even if he learned swordsmanship, he was not even as good as the dark soldiers in that world." Fang Xin thought so: "I can't use the essence of murderous art at all!"
"Dingdang, you have won all the wins, 2 wins and 0 losses, and you have 15 points!" The system prompt sounded.
"System, continue to arrange the next game, ten consecutive games." Fang Xin continued to say without looking at the body.
"Dingdang, system acceptance, scene assimilation."
At this time, the person on the other side was depressed and left the scene, and was killed without any resistance. He felt helplessness and pain.
Hulu? Is this person with a sword skill level? He is 15 wins and 4 losses. This person named "Li Se's Cat" is depressedly checking the information about Hulu. Hulu has very little information, but it is obvious that there is no record of sword skill level. This kind of record cannot be hidden in the competition, and in fact it will not be arranged in the novice area.
"Did I meet a swordsman who has not tested his swordsmanship?" He thought so again. At this moment, Fang Xin started the third game again.
"2 wins and 0 losses, 21 wins and 3 losses, it seems that you can compete... Damn, it's another win, it's only sixteen seconds, this guy Hulu is definitely a person with a swordsmanship level!"
After thinking about it, the man began to send a message: "Second, come and take a look. This man is not simple."
No matter what other people do, half an hour later.
"Dingdang, you have played 10 games, 10 wins and 0 losses, earned 15 points, won ten consecutive games, and rewarded 100 points. Your total points are now 250 points. Do you still want to continue?"
"No, quit." Fang Xin withdrew from the game. He yawned. Although in the virtual game, he still felt exhausted in ten games in a row.
"Dingdang, you have published free courses to teach first-order second-order mathematics, English, and history. The time is two months. The location is your residential residence in the community. The qualification is limited to this city and the number is limited to one hundred. It has been reviewed and published. Please pay attention to the response information!"
Fang Xin thought about it and found this message again.
Now we are connected to the China Charity Union. In just ten minutes, sixteen people have signed up, and the number is still increasing. This is not because Fang Xin has enough social credit. Although Fang Xin has a social credit of 592 points and a social contribution value of 660 points is not low, it is not because the credit reputation of the China Charity Union itself is at work.
"After setting it is twenty, I'll ask me to do it once." Fang Xin didn't want to wait, so he set the conditions directly. This would be connected to the light brain at home, and would naturally remind him.
I got up, went out of the nutritional warehouse, went to the bathroom to wash it clean, and felt relaxed. I felt hungry and didn't want to make food by myself. I quickly put on my clothes and looked at the time. It was only two o'clock now, so I ran out.
A small hotel where Fang Xin used to go to was not far away.
When I entered, I saw a young woman who was already married. She is a two-level chef. She cooks very good dishes and has enough portions, so she is very popular recently.
She was very familiar with Fang Xin. When she saw him coming in, she smiled: "Fang Xin, why? I haven't been here for a long time."
"Yeah, yah, I'm very busy recently. Aunt Lan, hurry up and serve the dishes! Come with a portion of meat eggplant, sweet and sour rice, and then a tomato and egg soup. You'll need a large portion!"
Aunt Lan widened her eyes: "Dapart, can you finish eating?"
Generally speaking, Fang Xin alone will be almost done if he eats a small portion. Now, he will have doubled the amount of food when he eats a large portion.
Fang Xin said, "Of course I'll be very hungry after finishing my meal!"
Since the last time I washed my marrow, the body's digestive strength has been particularly strong, and everything I eat is delicious. In addition, I started martial arts training in reality, so it is normal to have a big appetite.
On Earth, athletes can eat more than three times the food they have in ordinary people!
"Okay, wait a while and it's all right away!" The ingredients for these home-cooked dishes were ready. She went into the kitchen and was really fast. In less than ten minutes, she had already brought meat eggplant, sweet and sour rice, tomato and egg soup, and a bowl of fragrant rice.
"How is it?" At two o'clock in the afternoon, there was naturally no one else. Aunt Lan looked at Fang Xin eating, so she asked.
"It's really good. I think Aunt Lan can get a third-level cooking test."
"Puff, how could it be so easy to level 3?" Aunt Lan smiled a little: "And I don't want to go to a star-rated hotel. There are many rules there, so I'd better just keep my own store."
The first level is a small restaurant, the second level can be a chef in a one-star hotel, the third level can be a chef in a two-star hotel, and so on, the star rating in this world is not easy, and all aspects must be in place, and reputation and evaluation are registered and increased or decreased on the public network.
If Aunt Lan is interested, she will prepare the store and other aspects. Her cooking skills and reputation can already make her hotel participate in the star evaluation, although it is the lowest level.
However, as she said, although you can earn more money by upgrading to one star, there are indeed many rules and requirements, so you can't save money.
"Oh, I'm eating slower. What have I done recently? Why has I been eating so much?
Fang Xintou didn't reply, saying, "I've been practicing martial arts recently, and I can't help but my physical energy is exhausted all of a sudden."
"Well, it's very hard to practice martial arts. My aunt learned a little when she was a child, but she gave up. However, boys are indeed a bit heroic in practicing this. Many girls will like you in the future."
Khan, Fang Xin hadn't thought of this yet. He ate in big mouthfuls and finished it without much time. After looking at the time, it was almost three o'clock, and someone would send the sword to order at four o'clock in the afternoon.
"Aunt Lan, I've finished eating, please draw the card!" Fang Xin felt very satisfied and said.
"Dou, fifty-four yuan!" The card passed by and the electronic sound rang.
"Let's go!" Fang Xin stood up, greeted Aunt Lan, and stepped out the door. Before time had arrived, he walked along the road.
The community used to be a reserved area, where it was the location of old houses and gardens. It has an ancient style and is surrounded by stone walls. Although it has only been more than 300 years of history, it is also a protected object.
Three hundred years ago, there were wars here, and there were traces on the preserved stone wall!
But now, these have gone far away and become traces of history. Not only is there no blood, but it is also full of a sense of quietness and tranquility.
There is a well near the old house, which draws water and boils tea. The water is clear and fragrant and sweet. Ah, the plum blossoms are in bloom.
There was a plum blossom along the way, and the leaves bloomed first in early spring. I don’t know what varieties these were. The fiery red petals, the pale yellow stamens, and a refreshing fragrance came, and passers-by nearby all took a lighter pace.
In the second-level history, there were once poets praising this scene, and many outstanding people emerged here. There are really many outstanding figures from all generations, all recorded in the county history and modern who's who's who are in the catalogue.
I heard that Liu Xindao lives in seclusion in the gardens of the old district. This person is a famous tea ceremony expert nearby. Although he is not called an outstanding tea man in the empire, he is also famous.
"It's really incredible. It made me feel this rare atmosphere all at once, as if people were refreshed." Fang Xin thought so. He watched the garden design in the old house all the way, and couldn't help but murmur: "It seems that to enjoy this prosperous era, you have to learn more."
In prosperity, enjoyment must be learned. It is like the more advanced the artist is, the more he can fully exert his enjoyment. Fang Xin still understands this.
Chapter completed!