Author: Famous God and Ghost

"It's me, you Uncle Pan!"

The voice of a middle-aged man came from outside the door.

"Uncle Pan?"

A familiar figure appeared in Lin Bei's mind, one of the few acquaintances in his predecessor's memory.

"Wait a minute, open the door for you right away."

Lin Bei inserted the sword back into the scabbard, pinned it to his waist, and opened the door in the yard.

A middle-aged man was standing outside the door. He was short, had a round face, small eyes, wide nose, solid figure, and looked good in explosiveness.

"Xiaobei is practicing qigong."

Pan Ga stood at the door, saw Lin Bei sweating all over when he opened the door, and sighed, "If your father knew that he worked so hard, he would definitely be smiling."

"But don't be too impatient. The key to practicing is to proceed step by step. Otherwise, it will hurt your body and take time to recover from the injury, which will not be worth the loss."

As Pan Ga said, he carried a pheasant to Lin Bei and said, "Here, I just beaten, it's fresh, just for you to replenish your qi and blood."

"This, Uncle Pan has taken care of me like this, how can I still ask Uncle Pan's things?"

Lin Bei quickly refused.

"Yeah, they were all caught by me when collecting ginseng. There are several more. Don't be polite to Uncle Pan. Uncle Pan has promised your father to take good care of you."

"It's a pity that I'm not lucky during this period and haven't collected the Blood Spirit Ginseng. When Uncle Pan is lucky, I'll send you a few ginsengs. That thing is a good thing to replenish qi and blood."

Uncle Pan smiled and ignored Lin Bei's refusal and stuffed the pheasant into his arms.

"Uncle Pan will be very lucky next time. I will only pick old ginseng that has been around for ten years!"

Lin Bei also smiled and did not refuse.

Pan Ga was smiling. When he heard this, his smile suddenly froze, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Good boy, the old ginseng Uncle Pan in ten years is not afraid to think that if you have ginseng Uncle Pan in only five years, you can burn the incense!"

Pan Ga encouraged Lin Bei a few more words, then clapped his hands and closed the door and left.

Looking at the leaving figure, Lin Bei's face filled with smiles gradually returned to calm.

Changsheng Town is backed by Changyin Mountain, which is famous for its blood ginseng.

Lin Bei's father was a "glorious" ginseng picker. He took Lin Bei to Changsheng Town to make a living a few years ago.

Pan Ga is Lin Bei's father's friend, and occasionally goes to Changyin Mountain to collect ginseng together.

A month ago, the two went up the mountain to collect ginseng together, but unfortunately they were attacked by a beast. After a fierce battle, Pan Ga carried Lin Bei's father's body back to Changsheng Town.

Lin Bei's mother had difficulty giving birth and died of illness after giving birth to him. Now, an accident has left her father no longer around and has become a veritable orphan.

Perhaps it was because he suffered a heavy blow and had no courage to survive, which allowed Lin Bei, who had traveled through time, to occupy this body.

However, Pan Ga is indeed a person who will do what he says. After agreeing to his predecessor's father, he would send some meat every now and then, taking good care of him.

"Tsk, this chicken is so beautiful! It's still two and a half years old..."

This pheasant has colorful feathers, soft and shiny, with a red cockscomb, sharp beak and sharp claws, and has the same shape as the same beast.

"I'll sell it at the market later and replace it with wild boar meat."

Lin Bei threw the pheasant in his hand on the stone table beside him and continued to practice swordsmanship.

He had just passed by time and was a little wary of anyone around him, and he did not dare to eat food delivered to him by others at will.

After another refreshing exercise, Lin Bei exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling sore all over his body and exhausted.

However, when he saw the property panel, he suddenly felt that all his fatigue was swept away.

Name: Lin Bei (14 years old)

Lifespan: 61

Potential: 1

Fighting technique: Sword drawing technique (32% of the first level of view of the door)

Seeing that the progress bar increased by two percent, Lin Bei was quite satisfied.

"I'm slowly getting stronger!"

Lin Bei had a firm face and a smile on his lips.

It was evening, and the sun was about to set. Lin Bei wiped his sweat, picked up the pheasant, and went to the west market.

The world here is not as prosperous as in the previous life. Although it also has a certain nightlife, the dark atmosphere at night is absolutely safe, unless your cultivation is strong enough!

Obviously, Lin Bei is far from meeting this requirement now, so he must try his best to take the pheasant before dark and buy some meat to replenish his qi and blood.

With a long sword on his waist, Lin Bei opened the door, took out the key, and put three iron locks in a row, then headed towards the western market.

How many locks are actually not effective in preventing theft, but it can bring some psychological comfort to people, which is enough.

Walking in the alley covered with gravel, I looked at the rows of old stone walls and dirt houses, with low eaves and low crampedness and darkness, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Sometimes you can see some dilapidated and collapsed houses, with weeds on them, dense spider webs, uninhabited, and seem a bit deserted.

Only the occasional barking of dogs made Lin Bei feel a little popular.

When they turned around the alley, three or four strong men leaned against the walls on both sides, not knowing what they were chatting about.

They are strong, with swords and swords on their backs, and they are all short-striking. They are obviously all warriors.

One of them grabbed a handful of red dates, raised his hand and threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and spit it on the ground with a "pop". The other hand kept gestured, and the mouth chewing the red dates spitted foam in the foam. The sound was vague and the voice was very loud.

"this……"

Looking at the few strong men chatting, Lin Bei was a little timid. He held the sword at his waist, took a deep breath, raised his head and chest, and still plucked up the courage to slowly pass through the middle.

The few people ignored Lin Bei at all and were still chatting around the world. The man who was eating dates glanced at him, and with a "pop", he spit out another date pit.

Lin Beixin trembled, his hand holding the sword shook slightly, and he almost threw it out with a sword drawing technique. Fortunately, he held it in time.

"Huh, in this Changsheng Town, I have no confidence at all at the first level of Qi and Blood Realm!"

After walking out of the alley for a distance, Lin Bei let out a long breath, knowing that he was a little "persecrated paranoia".

Changsheng Town is a very special town. Because it is backed by Changyin Mountain, it is a paradise for many people to pick ginseng.

And the ginseng pickers in this world are all martial arts practitioners. After all, they need to go deep into the mountains and face various poisonous insects and beasts, and ordinary people can't do it at all.

Therefore, in this town, most of the people are warriors. It is common for a few strong men to chat with weapons on their backs.

"The fundamental reason why I am so nervous is that I am not strong enough!"

Lin Bei clenched his fists and quickly headed towards the western market.

Although Changsheng Town is just a town, its building scale is very close to that of some small county towns.

It is divided into two parts: inner city and outer city, and Lin Bei is located in the outer city.

There are two markets in the outer city, one is the West City and the other is the East City.

The West City mainly sells daily necessities, such as firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Dongshi mainly buys and sells some things in cultivation, but most of them are basic resources, suitable for the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm.

The reason is also very simple. Most of them live in the inner city at the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm, and there is another trading market there.

It is worth mentioning that Pan Ga originally lived in the outer city like Lin Bei, but moved to the inner city not long ago.

(End of this chapter)
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