Martial Arts Immortal.

Chapter 1
Autumn is crisp and sunny.

Jiangyun Prefecture is located in the southern part of the Wei Dynasty and has a warm climate, which is warmer than other prefectures.

Even though winter is approaching, many pedestrians on the road are still wearing short-sleeved shorts.

in the afternoon.

Pedestrians come and go in Songyi City.

Baiwei Street is one of the most prosperous neighborhoods in Songyi City.

This place brings together delicacies from all the major states in the Wei Dynasty, and it is said that you can taste hundreds of flavors in the world.

Therefore it is called Baiwei Street.

"it is good!"

"Wonderful!"

The Bidan Tea House burst into enthusiastic cheers.

On the storytelling table, the young gentleman spoke eloquently.

“The night is deep and everything is silent.

Just as Ning Caichen was about to fall asleep, he felt someone entering his house.

He hurriedly sat up, and when he saw the person, she turned out to be a beautiful girl from the family in the North Courtyard just now. He vaguely remembered that the girl's name was Xiaoqian.

Ning Caichen said in surprise, "Why did the girl come to the niche?" '

Xiaoqian smiled charmingly..."

"..."

Snapped!
With a striking snap, the husband ended today's content: "If you want to know what happened next time, let's listen to the breakdown next time!"

"what!"

"Is this gone?"

"No, we just got to the exciting part!"

"Little sir, let's do it again, it's still early!"

In the teahouse, the guests expressed their displeasure that they had not heard enough.

Behind the storytelling desk is a young scholar of sixteen or seventeen years old.

The young man's face has good facial features, but he is a little dark and a little thin.

He was dressed like a scholar in a green shirt, and he exuded the spirit of a scholar.

"No, no, no, my throat won't hold up if I keep talking."

Lin Zheyu waved his hand and said.

His voice was a little hoarse, and after speaking for more than an hour, his throat felt a little weak.

"What can I do? I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Young man, it's so disgusting that you stopped here."

……

Amid the reluctant cries of the guests, the young man bowed his hands and walked off the stage.

"A young gentleman with a great talent can actually write such a charming story. Even people my age can't help but yearn for it after hearing it."

The tea house steward said with a smile.

The steward's name is Wu Yinghe, a wealthy middle-aged man who looks like a smiling Buddha all day long.

"Excuse me, I'm just eating for a living."

Lin Zheyu waved his hand and took the silver coin handed over by the steward.

"These 130 eight cents are the rewards from the guests, and these one hundred cents are today's wages."

"Looking at your hard work, I'll give you a little wage increase." Steward Wu Yinghe said with a smile.

More than ten days ago, Lin Zheyu volunteered to be a lecturer and said that he would not be paid if he could not agree.

Wu Yinghe was still a little reluctant at first.

After all, Lin Zheyu was too young and had insufficient experience, so he didn't seem to be able to speak well.

However, he was a kind-hearted person. Seeing that Lin Zheyu looked miserable, spoke and behaved elegantly, and was a scholar, he let him give it a try.

Anyway, if it’s not good, I won’t give you money.

I didn't expect that this young man's story-telling skills were average, but his stories were surprisingly exciting.

Since Lin Zheyu was allowed to tell stories for them, more and more tea drinkers came here because of his excellent stories.

The tea house business is getting more and more prosperous.

"Thank you, steward." Lin Zheyu thanked him.

Leave the teahouse and walk on Baiwei Street.

There are a dazzling array of delicious food on both sides of the street, and the fragrance is refreshing, making Lin Zheyu's index fingers move.

It has been more than a month since he came to this world, and he has already adapted to life here.

Thinking of the tragic days when he first came into this world, Lin Zheyu still has lingering fears.The city where the predecessor was located was captured by the rebel army. His family was a wealthy businessman in Jiunan City. He knew the news in advance and moved his family.

However, he still did not escape bad luck.

On the way to the Central Plains, he encountered bandits, and his parents and relatives were separated.

After many days of wandering around, mixed in with the refugees, we arrived at Songyi City.

Not long after arriving in Songyicheng, his body couldn't hold on any longer and Lin Zheyu took over.

When he first arrived, Lin Zheyu's stomach was full of dirt, bark, and weeds, and he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't pass stool for several days.

It wasn't until one day that I drank dirty water and caused diarrhea that I got better.

But he almost lost his life because of it.

"I would also like to thank Ms. Ren Qingying of the Ren Mansion. Without the gruel she donated, I would have probably hiccupped again right after I was reborn."

Lin Zheyu sighed.

The Ren family is a famous family in Songyi City. Ren Qingying is a kind-hearted person and is a living Buddha in the hearts of many refugees.

If they hadn't cooked porridge many times for relief outside the city, Lin Zheyu would definitely not have been able to survive.

"It's delicious!"

Walking on the street, Lin Zheyu sniffed his nose and heard a growling sound in his stomach.

He dug into his pocket and resisted the urge to buy.

I just saved a little money, but I can't squander it casually.

In this world, apart from storytelling, Lin Zheyu can't find a good way to make money.

Originally, he was ambitious and wanted to make a name for himself in this world by relying on his thinking and knowledge from his previous life.

But soon, the cruelty of reality woke him up from his sweet dream.

After several attempts, Lin Zheyu found that he knew nothing.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he liked to listen to Lao Guo's story telling, and he was immersed in it and learned some simple insights.

In the end, he got a job as a storyteller by relying on the stories from his previous life.

His storytelling skills are average, his facial expressions and emotional expressions are excellent, and his stories are excellent.

Overall, it's not bad, just enough to eat.

"Now I have saved a little more than a tael of silver. I don't know if it is enough to learn a martial art."

"The world is so chaotic. Without clan members and clan members by your side, you can easily be bullied by yourself."

Lin Zheyu tightened the money in his pocket.

He had been robbed several times.

Because he was alone and had no relatives to rely on, he came to this world and suffered a lot.

Even if he was reporting to the official, there were so many things going on in the government office, how could he care about Lin Zheyu's trivial matters.

Fortunately, the world is in chaos, and he is not without support.

Lin Zheyu looked at the data in his consciousness. This thing had existed since he came into this world.

【Heaven rewards hard work】

Name: Lin Zheyu
Source Power: 1
Skills: none

This is what appeared in his mind after he came to this world.

As long as Lin Zheyu works hard enough, every time he exercises and breaks through his physical limits, he can gain 1 unit of source power.

Using source power, you can improve your skills.

He tried it once a few days ago, and after breaking his physical limit that time, his whole body was sore for a week before he recovered.

"Ordinary exercise movements cannot be counted as skills. I don't know if martial arts in this world count."

Lin Zheyu thought to himself.

The force value in this world is very strong.

Before Jiannan City was captured by the rebels, the predecessor's family had a lot of warriors, and they were so powerful that it was easy to fight one against ten.

It's a pity that his predecessor was a weak scholar who only wanted to obtain fame and did not acquire any martial arts.

Go through Baiwei Street.

After walking a few miles further, we passed the square, turned through the streets and alleys, and came to the much run-down Baishan neighborhood.

This place is far away from the core area of ​​Songyi City. It belongs to the outer city and is populated by poor people.

Lin Zheyu had just arrived and didn't have enough money, so he had to rent a small house here to transition.

Fortunately, my storyteller gradually improved and I saved a lot of money. It was time to move to the city.

"It smells bad."

Lin Zheyu pinched his nose, unable to stand the smell of Baishan Street.

The odors of sweat, urine, feces, fermented garbage, etc. mix together to create a disgusting smell.

(End of this chapter)