Regarding the fact that Fei Jingting came from a hundred years in the future, Fei Jingting had previously avoided talking about it for fear of being wiped out by the system. Later, he found out that the system didn't care about it, so he revealed it to Zhang Leyao.
Hearing what Zhang Leyao said, a few children who went out to play like crazy, including Fu Yunzhao, Guan Xiyi, and Ni Qiufeng, all gathered around. Each one started chattering with questions.
"Brother Jingting, aren't you younger than me?"
"A hundred years later? It's really strange. How can there be such weird things in this world?"
"Could this small world be the world a hundred years from now?"
Fei Jingting's mind was in confusion. It was naturally his wish to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, but he also missed the era in which he lived. Facing the chaotic inquiries from the girls, Fei Jingting smiled and pointed around: "This small world comes from a hundred years ago."
Finally, if you have any questions, you can find the answers yourself."
Zhang Leyao saw that Fei Jingting was in a bad mood and said, "Okay, it will be more interesting to take a look around by yourself."
Everyone dispersed, and Fu Yunzhao chose new and interesting places to wander around. After a while, he went to the amusement park and started yelling with a few children;
Guan Xiyi and Ni Qiufeng were very curious about life a hundred years later. They first visited the shopping mall and then went to the supermarket;
Zhang Leyao got into the bookstore and looked through the books full of vulgar words.
Later, Fu Yunzhao and Zhang Leyao came to the edge of the small world again. After several attempts, they still could not break through the barrier formed by the gray fog.
Although the small world is mysterious, there is a time when they get tired of it. When everyone comes out of the small world, they realize that two days have passed in the small world, and only one afternoon has passed outside.
Fu Yunzhao felt that the small world was very useful. He rolled his eyes and wondered whether he should go to the small world to practice in the future.
During dinner, chef Guan Xiyi saved a lot of work. Most of the food he ate was taken from the small world. Those snacks that are high in sugar, high in calories and full of additives are very popular.
During the dinner, Fei Jingting said: "Le Yao is going to find the Taoist Seal of Sazu. I can't worry about it, so I thought of this way. In this way, if we all go together, Wei Jiang will not come to kill us."
Ni Qiufeng said: "But what should we do with these children? School will start next month."
Zhang Huaiying pursed her lips and said nothing. She had been taught by her mother since she was a child, and she had a strong foundation. The studies in the girls' school were just child's play for her. The two children Yin Jinhua and Gundam winked at each other, but in the end they could not withstand the threat of the elder sister. Gundam was as tough as a tiger.
Said: "Master, I want to go with you, I don't want to go to school."
"Me too, me too."
Guan Xiyi suddenly glared and said: "No! How can you not study?"
Yin Jinhua said sternly: "Second Master, we just don't go to school, we still have to read. Master is a teacher himself, and several of the Masters are also able to read and write, so they can teach us more than enough."
Gao Da and Yin Jinhua are still in elementary school. Not to mention Fei Jingting, even Guan Xiyi can teach them. The troublesome one is Zhang Huaiying.
Fei Jingting looked at Zhang Huaiying. Zhang Huaiying, who was becoming more and more graceful, immediately said: "I, I don't need to go to school. I can learn by myself if I have books."
Zhang Leyao was thinking at the side, it was only because of her that this happened, and she solemnly accepted the task of teaching the apprentices: "I will spare an hour every day to teach them."
Seeing this, Fei Jingting nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I'll go and tell the school later, and then I'll tell Godard's family."
The journey to the west was finally decided.
Two days later, Fei Jingting returned to Jinmen to say hello to the girls' school, and then went to Gao Gao's home to explain the reason. The girls' school was private, so it was natural that they didn't care; Gao Gao's parents felt that their children were following Fei Jingting.
He didn't stop him from going out. He just warned him to be obedient and not run around.
With everything settled, Fei Jingting took everyone into the small world and took the train to the capital with Zhang Leyao.
The railways at this time were far less developed than those of later generations. Most of the railway networks were concentrated in the northeast, north and southeast coasts. There were no railways at all in the vast northwest and southwest.
Going west from the capital, there is the Pingsui Railway that was built last year. It is said that Beiyang is studying to connect the Baotou railway to it. This will be the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Line after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Depart from Jinmen early in the morning and arrive in Beijing at noon.
As soon as he left the platform, Fu Yunzhao couldn't help but run out of the small world.
"Huh, it really suffocates me to death." Fu Yunzhao pursed his lips and said: "Brother Jingting, your little world is still novel at first, but it has no water and electricity, and it is not as convenient as Jinmen. Otherwise, I will follow you.
Let's go together."
The small world of modern Jinmen was originally static. If the soul did not radiate its influence, everything would be frozen.
Nowadays, Fei Jingting has advanced cultivation and can influence a hundred feet in the small world. Fu Yunzhao is on par with him. Ni Qiufeng, on the other hand, can only influence one foot in front of him.
Not only that, due to the scope of influence, the two of them became mute and deaf when they were far apart, and no matter how loud they shouted, their voices could not be transmitted.
Fei Jingting thought for a while, thinking that since he came to the capital, he had to let everyone take a look around, so he let everyone out.
Then he said to Fu Yunzhao: "Water is a bit troublesome, but electricity is easy. I will go to the small world to find a generator, change the wiring, and you can use it."
Fu Yunzhao suddenly became happy.
The inconvenience of travel these days is not much better than that of the Qing Dynasty. Ordinary people rarely go out of a hundred miles radius. Let’s not talk about others, let’s talk about Ni Qiufeng. When he was so old, he only traveled back and forth between the countryside and Jinmen, and nowhere else.
I've been there before. As soon as they arrived at Jinmen, everyone was very excited. Guan Xiyi, a good-natured person who had been to the capital several times, led everyone around.
Fei Jingting went to the Xizhimen station and bought two tickets to Guisui.
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In the courtyard, two figures, one large and one small, were walking around with swords. The sound of sword blades piercing the air was endless, but the two long swords never struck each other.
Song Weiwei turned around and struck a sword. Wei Jiang stood up, leaned forward, lightly touched Song Weiwei's sword with the blade, and then swept the long sword towards Song Weiwei's face.
Song Weiwei ducked low, ducked to the side, and stabbed Wei Jiang repeatedly with his long sword, forcing Wei Jiang to retreat repeatedly. There was a clanging sound for the first time in the field. Seeing that Wei Jiang was in a dead end, Song Weiwei sheathed his sword and stood up straight, coughing.
After two sounds, he said happily: "Okay, you have understood the true meaning of this Wudang swordsmanship, and the rest is just a lack of experience."
Wei Jiang blinked and asked: "Master, when will you teach me how to practice the sword?"
Song Weiwei waved his hand: "Don't worry, the foundation is good, and the rest will just fall into place. Your master and I were so eager for success back then that we failed to practice the meridians, which is why we left this root cause of the disease."
Wei Jiang pondered for a moment, put away his long sword, and obediently pinched the shoulders of Song Weiwei who was sitting down.
Song Weiwei closed his eyes comfortably, and after a while he said: "Well, it's almost noon now. Master will show you his skill later, loach tofu. It's not easy to prepare this dish."
Wei Jiang curled his lips and said: "Master, your body and bones can't bear the green vegetables and tofu all day long. Why don't you go buy a chicken and stew it back to give you a supplement?"
Song Weiwei shook his head and said, "Hey? What do you know, kid? Loach is a great tonic. It's much more delicious than chicken."
"Master is talking nonsense again. I bought chicken last time and you didn't eat any less."
Song Weiwei laughed and said nothing.
He had been wandering all his life and had nothing to gain. Fortunately, he still had an old house in the capital, allowing him to return to his roots.
Nowadays, practicing is the most painful thing in the world for him. If he continues to practice, he will hurt the lung meridian, and every practice will be unbearable. However, if he does not practice, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive the rest of the month.
Since he took in the little nun Jingming, Song Weiwei took her back to his old house in the capital. He rented the front yard to others and supported himself and Jingming with the rent of a little bit every month.
In addition, Song Weiwei also had a powerful disciple, the Fengjun general Li Jinglin. When the two factions had good relations with each other, Li Jinglin visited Song Weiwei twice and gave him a lot of things. But in May
The two cliques fought a war, and the Feng clique withdrew from Guanxi, and then declared the independence of Northeast China, and they severed contact with each other from then on.
Jingming's body was taken over by Wei Jiang. She was just growing up, so how could she bear the daily green vegetables and tofu? She was not really the little nun Jingming, so she went to the palace every now and then to find items and exchange them for money.
With the money, Wei Jiang could not improve the food too much, for fear that Song Weiwei would notice something was wrong.
Song Weiwei's body was getting weaker and weaker, and soon he fell asleep under Wei Jiang's control. Wei Jiang went to the kitchen and followed Song Weiwei's temperament, and finally made loach tofu. After he ate it in a hurry, he sat the food in the pot.
Inside, he went out.
As soon as he came out of the alley, Wei Jiang suddenly stopped and glanced at the street. A group of women and children were walking towards this direction noisily. The leading woman who jumped out was Fu Yunzhao, who had taken away the body he had worked so hard to cultivate.
Wei Jiang was furious, but he suppressed it and quietly retreated to the corner, watching the group of people passing by the alley.
After the group of people had gone far, Wei Jiang emerged from the alley. At this moment, his spiritual power was cut off and his body was lost. How easy would it be to restore his original cultivation level?
That Fu Yunzhao is already a Nascent Soul cultivation level. Wei Jiangkong has the realm, but he can't display it. I'm afraid that this physical body will not be able to get it back. Fortunately, the current physical body has good bones. After some calculation, but
If we delay it for twenty more years, it will still be too late.
Wei Jiang quickly crossed the long street and entered the alley of Baylor Mansion. When he saw no one around, he turned over and crossed the wall. Entering the small courtyard familiar with the way, he saw Wanyan Tongji in the room holding a jade pendant.
Just as he realized the idea, he cast a spell to pass through the door, and in an instant he stopped in front of Wanyan Tongji.
"Take it, you can't rush for success in this fetal breathing method."
The sudden words made Wanyan Tongji tremble in fright. When he opened his eyes and saw it was Wei Jiang, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The little girl said stubbornly: "I almost felt it just now..." After a pause, she added: "The inkstone given by Fang Yu was lost in the house..."
Wei Jiang said calmly: "I didn't take it. Also, you have to call me master from now on."
Wanyan Tongji curled his lips: "You don't look much older than me, why are you the master?"
"Um?"
When Wei Jiang glared, Wanyan Tongji immediately gave in and called out obediently: "Master, master."
"Well. I'm here to tell you that I'm going on a long trip recently."
"Going out? Where to go?" Wanyan Tong was very reluctant to leave. There are rules everywhere in this huge Baylor Mansion. It is rare to have someone of the same age to play with him. Although he plays a little weird, at least he has someone to keep him company.
.No, Wei Jiang is leaving now.
"Go to the grassland," Wei Jiang said, "Don't worry, I'll be back years ago."