She is Jianxiu

Chapter 3 Three Questions
What the driver said was true. After the team stopped and walked for three days, the official road turned into a dense forest.

At noon, the sun poured down, penetrated into the forest where the branches and leaves gnawed together, and cast bright golden spots on the ground.But early or late, the light is weak and cannot penetrate the interlaced forest layers above the road.

The team marched in the dark environment, as if walking at night. Considering that bandits were making trouble nearby, the warrior guards did not dare to let the children get out of the car to rest.Two coachmen in each cart drove alternately. They walked for four or five days in a row, until the livestock were foaming, before entering Waiji, the king's city.

Almost as soon as he came out of the forest, his field of vision suddenly widened.

Zhao Chun can only sigh that it is worthy of being the capital of a country. The city wall stretches for thousands of miles, like a barrier rising from the ground, and it fits the flat surface very naturally.The main city gate went straight to the sky, casting a shadow that completely covered the team of nearly 2000 people.

At this time, the gate of the city was wide open, and there were Xuanjia troops standing in line on both sides, with solemn expressions and eyes fixed on each other.

The two counties of Pingyang and Hedong are almost the farthest cities from the Wangcheng. After Zhao Chun and the others entered the city, they realized that they were the last to arrive.

"Since all the people have come, I will go back and report. The recruitment of the best children for the Lingzhen Dao Temple is a great event in our country of Chu. You rest for two days. When the meeting is about to begin, someone will pass the order." He said. It was the man in purple robe, Zhao Chun didn't know his name, only heard Pang Zhen call him "Master Zhuang".

Master Zhuang treats people kindly, occasionally talking with these children is also full of smiles.Zhao Yue didn't know the reason, she really thought that the martial arts master had a soft personality, not to mention Zhao Chun and the Wang family sisters, even Zhao Mian could sense that he was too polite, as if he was afraid of something.

Zhao Mian and Zhao Chun were puzzled, but the Wang sisters seemed to have more confidence in a certain idea.

Pang Zhen sent Master Zhuang out of the courtyard, and then waved for someone to tidy up the residence.

Therefore, the royal city is vast, and there are at least tens of thousands of children in this recruitment, and Pang Zhen and the leaders of the Wang family are also worried about where to live.When he arrived in the city, he knew that everything had been arranged properly, and he just waited for someone to move in with their bags.

Zhao and Wang's two families lived next to each other, separated only by a courtyard wall.As soon as it was settled, Wang Yijiao's voice was heard at the door.

"Both of your elder sisters don't want to be chosen, so what about you, do you want to go?" She is the same age as Zhao Chun, and she also loves to read. The two have common hobbies, and they can chat better than others.

It's just that the little girl disliked Zhao Chun's status as unqualified, and on the other hand felt that Zhao Chun had a wide range of knowledge and knowledge, and the relationship between the two was always a bit awkward.

Zhao Chun packed up the clothes and put them in the closet. Looking back, Wang Yijiao was already slumped on the armchair comfortably.She sighed, she was still a little girl.

"Think about it, I can't practice martial arts, and entering the Taoist temple is also a way out."

"That's a bit difficult. My mother said that many people came here for a formality this time. If they can really be selected, they will be blessed with endless blessings!" She put her hands around her head, forming a big frame. The circle indicates how great the blessing is.

Zhao Chun pricked up his ears, the two sisters half-covered and revealed something on the way, so that the Zhao family knew that the governor of Hedong County had married the prince of Wangcheng.That is an aristocratic family rooted at the feet of the emperor, maybe they really know some secrets.

"What blessing is greater than practicing martial arts? My brothers and sisters are all looking forward to failing the election and going back, so that they can make up for the missed homework earlier."

Wang Yijiao let out a "tow", copied a bunch of grapes on the table and ate them: "It's different. My mother also said—" Her voice suddenly lowered, and she leaned forward. Zhao Chun knew what she meant, and put her ear close When it came to her mouth, the next moment I felt a thunder explode in my ear:
"The chosen ones can practice Taoism and become immortals."

When she was four years old, Zhao Chun heard people say that a certain elder brother was successful in martial arts and threw a huge cauldron for fun. She laughed at the exaggeration of the ancients and didn't know what it meant.Later, in the martial arts training ground, I saw Zheng Jiaoxi twisting the big bronze bottle into a spiral shape with two wrong hands, and then I realized what it means to be ignorant.

Now ten years old, someone told her that there is a way to make people achieve Taoism and live forever. She thought it was absurd, but she didn't consciously believe it.What surprised her was that she didn't yearn for longevity as much as she imagined.

"How can this be taken seriously? Even the great master of martial arts has never heard of anyone who can ascend to immortality."

"Believe it or not, my brother was taken to Wangcheng last year to follow the temple master, and they thought he was too old.

"Actually, he was only 15 years old, and he was almost at the third level of martial arts when he left. He might surpass his father in the future, but the family still let him go."

Hearing this, Zhao Chun already believed it, but he didn't show it on the face, and said with a smile: "There should be a better way out."

Wang Yijiao half-closed his eyes, not very happy: "It's his way out, what does it have to do with me?"

"He treats you badly?"

"It's not bad, it's just, I just feel that something is wrong." She rested her chin on the table, and the flesh on her cheeks trembled slightly as she spoke.The setting sun outside the window poured into the small room, making her feel as if the sun had fallen.

Zhao Chun didn't know how to comfort others the most, so he sealed a few words in his mouth and couldn't utter them.

"Zhao Chun."

"Ok?"

She saw Wang Yijiao leaning her cheek against the shiny table, and asked, "Do you think my sister and I have a good relationship?"

Zhao Chun sat next to her and said in a low voice, "Compared to my family, you are already very good."

Compatriots and sisters, who grew up together since childhood, are much closer than their relationship, which doesn't even match their names.

Zhao Chun was an only child in his previous life, and he didn't know how to get along with his brothers and sisters. Even if he came here, he was very alienated from the rest of the Zhao family.She missed her parents, but found that their faces gradually faded and distorted, and this was only ten years

One day, the things from her previous life will be stripped from her mind and reorganized into another "Zhao Chun", which will never be her again.

Zhao Chun's eyes suddenly became clear, and the barrier that had shrouded her since birth suddenly dissipated at this moment.Nothing changed, but she did feel more real in her existence.

The two didn't speak again, and the twilight quietly grew in the house.

After Wang Yijiao left with the excuse that it was getting late, Zhao Chunku was left sitting in a daze.

The night wind shook the leaves outside the room, Zhao Chun trembled suddenly, woke up, and vaguely understood something, it turned out that she had been deliberately avoiding this world, and only regarded the ten years she had survived as a big dream.

It doesn't matter whether you practice martial arts or seek Taoism.The reason why she always wants to live in peace in her heart is because she wants to go back to the original world.So she deliberately doesn't get close to others, and doesn't allow anything to become a nostalgia.

It is herself who prevents her from fully integrating into the world here.When the barrier in her heart is broken, she can truly live as Zhao Chun.

Lying on his back on the bed, Zhao Chun felt unprecedented peace.It's just that under the calm, there is a vague panic surging.

There is nowhere to hide for any luck, she must face this bizarre world, if the road ahead deviates from the established track, all she has to do is step on it.

It might be a kind of heroism, she thought.

Most of the recruited children were still young, and even though the royal city was heavily guarded, the managers did not dare to let them go out at will.

Zhao Chun was locked up in the house for two days, and when he was really bored, he ran to the yard and punched twice to stretch his body.Pang Zhen saw it and felt surprised, but she was weak in punching and her foot was unstable, so she was not a martial artist. Pang Zhen shook his head, thinking that she was only doing it to strengthen her body.

On the third day, just after the fifth watch, someone sent an order to the door.

Speaking of the meeting, Lingzhen Taoist Temple gave it the elegant name of "Longevity Banquet", and set up a dojo in Wangcheng that can accommodate nearly 10 people.

Zhao Chun followed the team into the arena, twenty children sat on a big banquet, after everyone was seated, it didn't look crowded.

Looking down from the high platform, Wu Yangyang's head was shaking from side to side, and there was a lot of voices.

Zhao Chun's ears were going numb, and he was feeling unbearable, when a loud and majestic voice came from the high platform:
"quiet!"

The noise was stopped almost instantly, and the children turned their eyes to the source, not knowing what happened.

The people in Wangcheng still looked indifferent, but the warriors from outside turned pale with shock.You must know that this is a grand scene where tens of thousands of people are present, and the high platform is nearly two miles away from the crowd. It is almost an act of gods to convey such a distance with pure human power.

Here comes, Zhao Chun secretly thought, this world where warriors are respected is about to be turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)