"Girl, there is a stranger who fainted on the roadside."

In the carriage, a beautiful woman in a moon-white skirt held a book in her hand and was reading it carefully, when she suddenly heard the voice of a servant coming from outside.

"Xiaohuan, go and take a look."

The woman gave a casual order, but did not raise her head, still immersed in the world of the book. The maid next to her smiled, then opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

"That person is right in front."

The servant led Xiaohuan for more than ten steps, when he saw a strange figure of a man lying in the grass on the roadside. He was motionless, as if he was dead.

"What is he?"

"Don't worry, Miss Xiaohuan, he is not dead, but unconscious for some reason." Seeing the strange expression on Xiaohuan's face, the servant hurriedly explained.

Xiaohuan felt relieved and looked at the other party carefully for a while, especially the other party's clothes. After a pause, he said again:

"Wait a minute, I'm going to ask for instructions." He walked back to the carriage and asked softly through the curtains.

"Girl, that man passed out in the grass on the roadside. He is about twenty years old. Judging from his clothes, he should be a handsome man."

"Autumn has passed. I think I'm heading to Tokyo." The voice paused and continued,

"Since we are traveling together, let's take him with us. When we get to the store in front, we can find a doctor to take a look."

…

Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a strange room.

"What's going on? Shouldn't I be in the wild?"

He frowned and kept sorting out the memories in his mind.

In this world, I have nothing to worry about. My parents are gone, leaving me alone to live. Fortunately, I have some land at home and relatives to take care of me, so my life is pretty good.

He loved reading, and even passed the national examination. In order to participate in the provincial examination next year, he simply sold all his land and went to Bianliang City in Tokyo alone. Unexpectedly, he was "seized" by himself halfway through the journey, and he fell into a coma.

Chu Feng rubbed his somewhat swollen forehead. Although his soul has been fused with his own, he has not yet fully adapted to it.

"Looking at the decoration and layout, it looks like an inn."

After carefully looking at the situation in the room, Chu Feng suddenly had some guesses in his mind. However, he didn't think much about it, and then he sat up, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to start sensing.

"Um?"

Chu Feng opened his eyes and frowned involuntarily.

There is spiritual energy between heaven and earth, but the concentration is too different. It is only within the spirit-level range. This is a bit strange. You must know that this is an immortal-level world.

Chu Feng meditated secretly and continued to integrate memories. However, he did not gain much. This is a world where one party has barely reached the spiritual level.

"In the second year of the Song Dynasty, Yuan Fu, Yuan Fu seems to be the reign name of Zhe Zong of the Song Dynasty."

Thinking of this, all the information about the late Northern Song Dynasty emerged in his mind one by one. If he remembered correctly, Song Zhezong was not a long-lived emperor and did not have much life left.

After him, the famous Huizong of the Song Dynasty came to the throne, and it was this man who completely defeated the Song Dynasty.

Of course, even if it is only the spiritual level, it is obviously impossible to be the Song Dynasty in official history. It is still unclear whether it will evolve as it did in history.

"Huizong Zhao Ji, the eleventh son of Shenzong. Because Zhezong had no heirs, he had the bad luck to inherit the throne. It seems that he is still a prince now, right?"

I thought about it for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and my expression couldn't help but move.

Put away the messy thoughts, close your eyes again, and start practicing. This body is just an ordinary scholar, and it is too weak. It is better to seize the time to regain strength. Otherwise, you will not be able to sleep well.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky turned from bright to dark, and gradually it became evening.

"Da da da……"

A burst of light footsteps sounded from far to near, instantly waking up Chu Feng who was practicing.

The aura in this world is still good, and with Xiao Zi providing the source, in less than half a day, he has quickly started to enter the early stage of the aura.

The body was conditioned, and a layer of gray appeared on the fair skin. He skillfully performed a self-purification technique and instantly cleaned the whole body. At this time, the door had opened, and the visitor entered the room.

"Yeah, you're awake?"

The person who came was a woman, or a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was dressed very simply. She should be a maid in the palace.

"I have seen this girl. I wonder why Chu is here?" Chu Feng stood up naturally and asked with a bow.

"It turns out it's Mr. Chu. Xiaohuan is so polite." Xiaohuan returned the greeting and continued,

"You passed out in the grass on the side of the road before, and my master happened to meet you, and then he brought you back."

"I see. I would like to thank you for your kindness in saving me. I wonder if you can introduce me, so that Mr. Chu can thank you in person?"

"Ah, it won't work." Xiaohuan shook his head immediately.

"My girl hasn't left the government yet, so it's not convenient to meet her, so..."

"It turns out... Chu was reckless."

Chu Feng suddenly realized that he was in the Northern Song Dynasty, where ethics and ethics were strict, and many things had to be avoided.

"In that case, Chu will not be disturbed and will leave early tomorrow morning."

"Are you okay with your health? The doctor came to see you during the day and said that you have lost energy and blood and are in very poor health. You need to take good care of yourself. You should leave at this time..."

"Thank you, Miss Xiaohuan, for your concern. I know Chu's body, so it's fine."

"Who cares about you?" Xiaohuan's face turned red and she asked again,

"Young Master should be participating in the Spring Festival Examination next year, right?"

"Exactly." Chu Feng was startled for a moment, and then replied. Whether he will take part in the imperial examination has not yet been decided, but this is indeed his body's original plan.

"We are also going back to Tokyo Prefecture, and we happen to be on our way. If you are willing, sir, you might as well go on the road together tomorrow."

"That's okay."

Chu Feng thought about it and didn't refuse. His body did need to be nursed back to health for a few days, so it would save him trouble to go with these people. In addition, during the journey, he could also find opportunities to thank him so as not to owe any favors.

…

In another room, the woman sat quietly in front of the window alone, holding her chin in her hands, looking at the bright moon in the night sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

But at this moment, the door opened and Xiao Huan walked in.

"How about letting you go visit that person?"

"I've woken up. It seems like there's nothing serious." Xiaohuan replied obediently, paused, and then asked,

"Girl, do we really want him to accompany us? If others find out, it will damage your reputation."

"How can it be so serious when there are so many people present and we don't meet each other?" The woman shook her head slightly, a strange color flashed in her bright eyes, and murmured,

"Besides, why should I care about other people's opinions?"

Although the voice was small, it was heard clearly. Xiaohuan couldn't help but sigh, okay, the girl has gone crazy again and insists on doing something 'out of the ordinary'.

The night passed quickly,

At dawn the next day, Chu Feng opened his eyes again. At this time, his realm had been promoted to the peak of Qi realm, and he could break through to the divine realm with one more step.

In this way, the whole person's mental outlook suddenly changed, as if he was a different person.

I used the magic formula to clean myself once, then opened the door and walked towards the yard.

It was early in the morning and it was still dark. Except for the busy waiters in the inn, the guests living here probably hadn't gotten up yet.

Chu Feng put away his thoughts of prying with his spiritual sense, found a spacious place, and began to practice boxing. Although he had fused his soul, there was still a subtle difference in the control of his body, and he could quickly adapt through boxing.

Naturally, what he practices is Tai Chi, which has been revised many times by Lao Zhang. Nowadays, almost everyone in the inner world practices it, and it is considered one of the most widely spread martial arts techniques.

Of course, there are two versions of Tai Chi. The one for the public mainly focuses on tempering the physical body and laying the foundation for future cultivation. The other version is secretly taught and can reach a higher state. Taking the latest version as an example, practice

When it reaches the extreme depths, it is no less powerful than a strong person in the virtual realm.

"I dare to ask, but in front of Mr. Chu?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man came to the courtyard gate. Judging from his attire, he must be the shopkeeper of the inn. Behind him was a waiter carrying a wooden plate with wine and food on it.

"What's the matter?" Chu Feng slowly stopped his power and asked.

"It was sent by a distinguished guest in the front yard. The shop is shabby and the food and wine are simple. I hope the distinguished guest won't blame me."

"Put it there."

Chu Feng did not refuse, but he also did not let it go into the room. Instead, he pointed to the stone table not far away.

The middle-aged shopkeeper looked slightly surprised. You know, it's autumn now and the temperature in the morning is still very cold. Wouldn't it be cold in the blink of an eye if you put it in the yard?

After thinking about it, he didn't say anything more. After all, it's impossible for the other party to know such common sense. Since he still gave such an order, he must have his own plan.

He asked the waiter to put the food and wine on the table, then he cupped his hands again and said:

"Young Master, use your time. I will retreat first."

Chu Feng sat down in front of the stone table and looked at the few side dishes on the table. He really had no appetite. People in the Song Dynasty were very particular about eating well, but that meant wealthy people. Obviously, this inn was far from reaching this level.

The dishes are delicious, delicious and delicious.

He had already recovered to the state of fasting, so there was no need to worry about his stomach. He just passed the side dishes, poured a glass of wine, and started drinking by himself.
To be continued...