Seeing that Ning Xiaofan seemed to be in a daze, Lu Wen quickly said: "My benefactor, are you okay?"
Ning Xiaofan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay. By the way, Lu Wen sounds like a cultural person from the way you speak."
"A cultural person?" Lu Wen was a little confused and said, "Benefactor, I am from the Song Dynasty."
Ning Xiaofan then remembered that this place should be very similar to the ancient times of the earth, so the name for cultural people should be 'scholars'.
He smiled and said: "I mean, you are very much a scholar."
Lu Wen blushed and said, "My benefactor, I have made you laugh. I was once sent to clean the floor of the academy. I was lucky enough to listen to some of it and read some books intermittently, but there were very few."
Ning Xiaofan smiled and said: "It seems that you are also a person who likes reading. Since you like it, then go and study. With knowledge, you will definitely get ahead."
Lu Wen asked: "Knowledge? What is that?"
Ning Xiaofan said: "It means that if you are knowledgeable, you will definitely become an official."
Lu Wen hurriedly said: "My benefactor is joking. This little ink in my belly is too superficial. I just hate that I was born in a slave family. I am destined to be unfit for study. Alas, I don't know when this world will change. Let's
We slaves can also read."
Ning Xiaofan has basically understood the rules of this world. As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's children can dig holes. In other words, whoever the parents are will be who the offspring will be, and this will never change from generation to generation.
"It's really like the era of slavery," Ning Xiaofan said with a bitter smile.
Lu Wen looked at Ning Xiaofan even more confused.
Although it was the first time for him to meet Ning Xiaofan, he felt that Ning Xiaofan was not a mortal, and his conversation seemed to be very contrary to this troubled world.
Ning Xiaofan saw Lu Wen's confused look and didn't want to explain too much. After all, he came here for his own purpose. He needed to find the magic medicine in the shortest possible time, and then return to Earth to save Situ Xiaorui and...
The child inside her belly.
"Have you ever heard of magic medicine?" Ning Xiaofan asked.
"What medicine? What magic medicine?" Lu Wen asked in confusion.
Ning Xiaofan said: "It's the kind that can bring people back to life after eating it, or it can cure all kinds of diseases."
"My benefactor, are you confused? How could there be such a medicine in the world?"
When Ning Xiaofan heard this, he was greatly disappointed. If there was no magic medicine here, then this trip would have been in vain.
"Hey, that's right."
Just when Ning Xiaofan was considering whether to return early, Lu Wen suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted.
"I guess you are sick, why are you whining like that?" Ning Xiaofan said unhappily.
Lu Wen said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my benefactor."
Ning Xiaofan glanced at Lu Wen and said, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Lu Wen said: "There should be no such medicine in the world, but the temple should have it."
"What is a temple?" Ning Xiaofan asked immediately.
Now he doesn't care about God or not, as long as he can save Situ Xiaorui, he can go anywhere.
Lu Wen said: "My benefactor, since you are a martial artist, how come you don't know about the temple? The temple is the most sacred place for you martial artists."
Ning Xiaofan didn't know anything about what a martial artist was. However, from Lu Wen and Ding Kui's words before, Ning Xiaofan also understood that there must be a kind of stronger people in this world, and they are called martial cultivators.
, but he didn’t quite know what kind of existence this martial cultivator was.
He asked deliberately: "Lu Wen, do you also know about martial arts cultivators?"
Lu Wen said: "In the Great Xia Dynasty, you didn't have to know who your parents were, but you would definitely know who the martial cultivators were, because even slaves could become nobles once they became martial cultivators."
"Didn't you just say you wanted to be a soldier?" Ning Xiaofan said.
Lu Wendao: "Ordinary people want to become a noble, so they can only become soldiers, but if they are the chosen ones, it is different."
"What is the chosen one?" Ning Xiaofan asked.
Although Lu Wen didn't understand why Ning Xiaofan didn't understand anything, he still answered seriously: "The so-called chosen ones are actually people with extraordinary talents. They are the most suitable for practicing martial arts."
“Who counts as a gifted person?”
"Since he is the chosen one, he is extremely rare. If you are lucky, one of the tens of thousands of slaves may be suitable for practicing martial arts."
"One in 10,000?" Ning Xiaofan said: "The chance is really small."
Lu Wen said: "The chance of one in 10,000 is already very high, mainly because the chance is not that high under normal circumstances."
Is this still high?
Ning Xiaofan finally understood that this so-called martial artist was also very rare and depended entirely on luck.
"Then where is the temple you just mentioned?"
Ning Xiaofan is still more concerned about the temple. After all, since it is a temple, it seems that there should be more mysterious things inside.
Lu Wen shook his head and said, "I don't know about that. Only martial arts practitioners above the martial arts master level, or the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty, or the royal families of some relatively powerful princes, can possibly know."
"So mysterious?"
Lu Wen said: "It is indeed very mysterious, and the word temple was a forbidden word in the Great Xia Dynasty. Ordinary people cannot mention it casually, otherwise they may be imprisoned."
"Is it so serious?" Ning Xiaofan said: "If you ask, you will be imprisoned? Is there any royal law for this?"
"This is stipulated by the person who made the king's law," Lu Wen said.
Ning Xiaofan secretly smiled bitterly, this slave society is really hard to live in. High-level people are always high-level people, and low-level people have to be controlled even when they speak.
Ning Xiaofan smiled and said: "Then what are your plans next?"
Lu Wen was stunned for a moment, then said: "Benefactor, I...can I be your subordinate? Although I am not very skilled, I can serve you tea and water. Now that Master Cao is dead, I can't go back to Linyang."
If the Cao family knows that I am still alive, I am afraid that my parents will not survive."
Ning Xiaofan remembered that in ancient times, the most common thing was to sit together. If one person committed a crime, the whole family would suffer.
Ning Xiaofan understood that if he wanted to find the temple, he had to become a higher-level person in this world, but now he only knew Lu Wen, a slave, what should he do?
"Let's leave here first and find a place to stay. As for the future, let's talk about it later," Ning Xiaofan said.
Lu Wen said: "Benefactor, through this forest, there is a place that should be more suitable for us."
"Oh?" Ning Xiaofan said, "Where?"
"Black Wind Village!"
Ning Xiaofan smiled bitterly and said: "This name sounds like a copycat."
"It's just a cottage. There are many green forest heroes gathered there. I heard that most of them are escaped slaves. I think if we go, they might accept us."
Ning Xiaofan smiled bitterly, is this the legendary Liangshan hero? If he traveled through time, would he become a bandit? (To be continued)