Aaron holds a fishing rod and changes fishing and spearing to fishing.
After all, the fishing technology is so bad that it can only be compensated for by other methods.
Fishing is a patient job, and Aaron gradually became obsessed with this feeling.
"If you buy some more tea, make tea on the deck, and fish by the way... it will be leisurely and comfortable..."
While he was daydreaming, Aaron suddenly felt his eyes go dark.
Bah!
There were murmurs in his ears, like chaotic murmurs...
Then, a certain majestic figure appeared in front of Aaron's eyes.
He was wearing a black robe, and from under the robe, there seemed to be countless writhing things, turning into mist and coming in...
Although it was extremely vague, the feeling of chaos and order coexisting and emitting a strange aura made Aaron directly confirm that it was his true identity!
After a moment, all the illusions and auditory hallucinations disappeared, as if what Aaron had seen and heard before was just an illusion.
But when Aaron looked at the fishing rod that fell from the board, he realized that it was real!
I connected to my ‘body’ for a moment!
Although it was only a short moment, the brief exchange of information made Aaron understand a lot.
"My goal is not wrong, so I should persist and become stronger at the same time..."
"At the same time, because this world is too closed and the energy level is too high...it is impossible to form a temporary spiritual channel, so there is no need to think about support from the body...wait!"
Aaron suddenly remembered something: "I performed the ceremony a few months ago... and after such a long time, the recovery of the body has arrived... What kind of magical delay is this?"
He thought for a while and came up with the answer: "A day in the sky and a year on the earth are just like this, right? Has the speed of time in both worlds become so terrifying?"
"And... this ritual is completely useless. It cannot form a channel at all to allow the spiritual support of the main body to arrive... It seems that in the future, if it is not necessary, the ritual must be used as little as possible, otherwise the delayed response will come...
First, in a life-and-death fight, wouldn’t it cost me my life?”
Aaron shook his head.
He put away the fishing rod, returned to the cabin, opened the rice tank, and found that the rice was almost gone.
"I have to go to the market to buy rice tomorrow... Well, I only have ninety dollars left for all my belongings..."
Aaron took out his money bag, took out the large copper coins one by one, and counted them one by one.
This is all the young Fang Yu's savings, a large part of which is for his wife Ben... who plans to marry a wife and have children in the future, and inherit the family legacy.
After all, the average life expectancy of people in ancient times was short, and they were considered young people after the age of twenty...
But Aaron naturally didn't have this idea.
Instead of saving money to marry a wife, it is better to eat and supplement yourself.
As for inheriting incense or something?
Will my children and grandchildren be able to live as long as I do?
When the time comes, it won’t be certain who will put incense on whose grave!
The next day.
The weather is calm and sunny.
Aaron went to the "Sanshui Pier" before dawn and accepted the double exploitation by the government and gangs. After selling the fish, he went to the "Yuyang Restaurant" first.
After all, the rice bag is heavy, so it’s not convenient to buy rice and then drink it.
"Ayu is here again?"
The waiter at the counter greeted him politely: "Are you still the same old person?"
"No, change it to Laohuang Bar."
Aaron ordered a bowl of rice wine and sipped it slowly.
After all, he is different from Fang Yu. Some changes can start from small things, and gradually people will get used to it and accept it.
At this time, several fishermen nearby also smiled and said hello.
Aaron knew three of them, namely 'Old Yutou' and 'Old Chutou' and his son.
"Fang Yu..."
Lao Yutou was in his forties, which was definitely an advanced age in this era. He had an impressive red rosacea nose and hair that was half black and half white. After he finished drinking the roasted knife, he casually asked:
"Have you seen Liu Lili recently? I bumped into other people and found that I haven't seen him for a long time..."
"Recently? No..."
Aaron showed a trace of doubt, picked up the dishes and sat next to Lao Yu: "Isn't Leprous Liu in the gambling house and the hotel?"
"Bah... This murderer still owes me ten big bucks."
The old Chutou's son next to him spat: "Perhaps he was hacked to death by the gambling shop because of cheating..."
"Sigh... After all, we are all poor people. If we can take care of them, we still need to help. Who doesn't have a bad time?"
Lao Yu took out the dry tobacco pot from his waist and smoked it one after another. He had a habit of drinking. He liked to burn knives in a puff, then take a puff of the cigarette and eat a broad bean.
"Ayu, it's a pity that you didn't go to Mr. Liu's birthday... The running water mat, the braised pork, it's all shiny, and the white rice is even more filling!"
Lao Chutou's son 'Xiao Chu' was seventeen or eighteen years old, the same age as Fang Yu. He said with some sympathy: "And... the stage is big and spacious... It is said that Mr. Liu also wants to invite the most popular
The oiran 'White Peony' performed a performance, but was rejected..."
"oh?"
Aaron drank the old rice wine slowly: "Is Bai Mudan okay?"
According to the principle of protecting one's own safety, the more people there are, the more likely it is for trouble to happen. Aaron obviously would not go to a banquet.
It's also interesting that "White Peony", a mere famous prostitute, dares not to give face to a local snake.
"Who makes people famous? All the people who come and go are famous people. What are famous people? Even the prefects have to be polite. It is said that some scholars wrote poems for 'White Peony', praising her for being pure and innocent, and not afraid of the powerful.
…”
Xiao Chu chewed the flower seeds: "It is said that scholars like this kind of tune... It's a pity... I didn't see the true appearance of 'White Peony'."
"That's a pity, drink, drink!"
Aaron took another sip of rice wine and listened to the chatter of other drinkers.
After coming to this world for a few months, he probably had a clear idea of the general situation.
My location is Taize Lake, which is under the jurisdiction of Taize Mansion, and there is a Lin Kingdom above Taize Mansion...
As for more, people in the countryside have limited experience and don’t know what is normal.
'And... although there are legends about seeking immortality, no one has ever seen a real 'immortal'... and no one has seen ghosts and gods with their own eyes!'
'The world of martial arts is real, and the 'Goldfish Gang' I've seen can barely be considered a member of the world...'
'It's just that... the people who practice martial arts here are not called martial arts practitioners or martial arts knights, but 'martial arts masters'! It is said that there are also some martial arts rankings, martial arts lists and so on...'
'It is said that there is a martial arts school in Taize Prefecture, as well as a place where people can learn to read and write...'
'So...this is a martial arts world?'
'Practicing martial arts is too expensive, I don't want to do it for the time being, but I should start preparing for reading and literacy...'
'Set a small goal first... learn a thousand common words in three years, so you don't have to be blind anymore...'
