I changed the world

The biggest difference from the previous life is that most of the pedestrians on the streets here wear traditional-style clothing or simplified versions of traditional clothing. Especially in the clothing of young people, you can see that the style of combining Chinese and Western styles is particularly obvious.

Equally interesting are hair accessories, especially men’s hair accessories. Due to the uninterrupted tradition, the overall proportion of people wearing their hair tied is still relatively high.Of course, due to the need for efficient work in modern society, many men are accustomed to wearing a short bun and binding it with a delicate hair crown. They do not have the kind of waist-length hair seen in Zhang Jing's previous costume dramas. , there are also many men wearing crowns and hats of various shapes.

Since the spread of Western learning to the east, especially after the Jiashen Revolution, Dazhao has gradually opened up culturally, and restrictions on clothing and hair accessories have long been relaxed. Various trendy hair accessories and clothing designs have emerged in endlessly. Therefore, many For the sake of appearance, people will do some tricks on their heads and clothes.

Therefore, in this world, those who really shave their hair short are mostly from families in the middle and lower classes of society.For example, in the slums where Zhang Jing lived before, many people were like this. For economic reasons, short hair is more convenient in terms of care and accessories, and can save some money for the family.

As far as Zhang Jing knows so far, in terms of fashion, the fashion center in the East of the world has always been Jiangling, known as the Southern Capital of Jokhang. This was the place where Emperor Taizu of Jokhang established his capital. Although the capital was later moved, it still retains the original capital. Miyagi.At present, Gangneung is also the base camp of the Imperial Southern Honor Group. The two sides of Yongjangpo there can be called the fashionable entertainment center of the East and a world-famous city that never sleeps.

Zhang Jing wandered all the way, admiring this kind of custom that was rare in his previous life and made him feel familiar yet strange.During this period, he even saw two blond girls wearing traditional bijia, holding round fans in their hands, and looking like oriental ladies passing by gracefully.

I couldn't help but recall my past life again, and for a moment, I felt some inexplicable complex emotions in my heart.

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Zhang Jing stopped in front of a roadside shop. This shop had a protruding Chinese-style cornice. Under the cornice were two opposite ancient wooden doors. On the left and right sides of the wooden door hung a couplet: "Strength, softness, justice and wonder." Changes are unpredictable, movement, stillness, virtual reality, and wonderful understanding are all in the heart." A plaque hung on the door: "Dayue Zhengzong."

This should be a martial arts gym.

"Dayue Zhengzong? That's not a small tone..." Zhang Jing suddenly became interested. Ever since he traveled to this world, he has never come into contact with the real Lianjiazi, including the original master of his body. At this time, he saw Martial Arts School, I immediately became interested.

Zhang Jing reached out to push the door open and walked into the martial arts hall.

The interior of the martial arts hall is a spacious venue with lights on, the ground is paved with large blue terrazzo tiles, and there is a row of weapon racks in one corner of the venue.There was a vertical calligraphy hanging on the wall opposite the gate, which read "Gui Shi Dayue Guoshu Museum". In addition, Zhang Jing also saw a wooden niche hanging on one side of the venue, with a picture of an old man with a drooping beard on it. According to the customs of the time, Zhang Jing guessed that this might be the founder of this martial arts school.There is an incense burner placed in front of the portrait, and the incense on the incense burner has burned out.

PS: I saw some friends in the post asking what the "open the door" mentioned when describing gold coins means. Here is an explanation. The words "open the door" and "open the door" are words widely used in the collection circle. , meaning that it is a collection that looks genuine at first glance, has very obvious typical characteristics, and has a low possibility of being counterfeited.

Chapter 33 Uninvited Guest

At this time, the venue was relatively deserted. There was only one person who was practicing a set of Tai Chi-like boxing techniques. When he saw Zhang Jing coming in, he stopped and walked over. He was indeed a tall, middle-aged man with a rough face.

"Hello, do you want to learn martial arts?" the middle-aged man said, cupping his fists.

"I happened to be passing by, so I came in to take a look." Zhang Jing also smiled and clasped his fists: "I have never been exposed to Dayue Martial Arts before. By the way, I still don't know what to call it?"

"My surname is Gui, Gui Zang."

"It turns out it's Master Gui. I'm disrespectful." Zhang Jing raised his hand again: "My surname is Zhang and my cursive character is Hongjian. I wonder if Master Gui can introduce Dayue Martial Arts to me?"

Guizang nodded when he heard the words and introduced: "The Great Master Chengtong Weimanhua on Dayue Mountain has always been the family temple of the royal family of this dynasty. You must be aware of this, so I won't say more."

Zhang Jing nodded. The royal family of this dynasty has overhauled Dayue Mountain many times in its history. Although there seems to have been no similar move in the past hundred years, Dayue Mountain still has a unique status in Xuanmen.

If a family is big and the business is big, they will naturally train their disciples to protect the family and the courtyard. If nothing else, Zhang Jing remembers that this is how Shaolin martial arts originated in his previous life.

What really made Dayueshan famous was actually the animation and game products that emerged in recent decades, which made Dayueshan of Xuanmen and Dazen Temple of Buddhism widely known.

"The inheritance of our branch is inherited from my grandfather's generation. My grandfather was a martial arts instructor at Dayue Taoist Academy and was the 12th generation disciple of Jingzi generation," Guizang said, pointing at the wooden niche beside him. He cupped his hands and said: "Later, my grandfather returned to secular life because his eldest brother passed away and wanted to pass on the incense. After that, he opened this martial arts gym. It has been passed down to me as the third generation."

"Dayue Martial Arts is famous for its Sanshou, boxing, and sword skills, and is inherited from both bare hands and weapons."

As Guizang spoke, he stretched out his hand to ask Zhang Jing to sit down on a chair at the edge of the venue. Zhang Jing saw that he seemed to be going to make tea, so he waved his hand and said no.

"By the way, is that the sword used by Master Gui?" Zhang Jing pointed to a sword hanging on the wall beside him. It had a shark skin scabbard and a brass animal head. It was clear that it was used frequently. Therefore, this sword looks wider than an ordinary sword. Zhang Jing can tell at a glance that it is a sword for actual combat.

"Yes, that's what I use for daily practice." Guizang walked to the wall, took off the sword, and pulled it out. He saw that the width of the sword was one finger wider than an ordinary sword, and the length was also longer than an ordinary martial arts sword.

He saw that he made a slash casually, the movement was neat, and the sword did not shake at all after it stopped. Zhang Jing was even more sure that this was not the so-called soft sword that could be bent with fingers in his previous life.

Guizang said: "Hongjian, have you ever practiced martial arts before?"

"I have learned a little bit about it." Zhang Jing said modestly.

"Oh? What kind of Kung Fu is it?"

"The country moves taught by our elders belong to the Northern School of Kung Fu." Zhang Jing didn't know much about martial arts in this world, so he spoke in general terms.Like his last world, the martial arts in this world also have differences in styles between the north and the south.

In fact, the difference between the martial arts in the north and the south is determined by the geographical environment. The water network in the south is dense and the economy is developed. The martial arts needs to take into account the characteristics of water fighting and private fighting. Therefore, it finally formed the style of short bridge and punching. , the weapons are mostly dangerous short weapons.The northern plains are criss-crossed and there have been many wars in history. Therefore, northern martial arts need to take into account the characteristics of horse fighting and battle formations. The weapons are mostly long weapons such as large guns and two-handed knives.

In fact, based on region, Dayue Mountain also belongs to the category of northern martial arts.

Guizang nodded and walked to the side of the field. After a while, he came over carrying two pairs of protective gear and two short sticks wrapped in foam. He stuffed a pair of protective gear into Zhang Jing's arms and said, "Come, let's play a game." Try it."

This action of returning to the hiding place made Zhang Jing, who was used to the martial arts masters in his previous life cherishing feathers and mostly "talking but not using hands", couldn't help but take a high look and thought that this was a real martial artist.He didn't refuse immediately, took the protective gear and put it on.

This is a kind of half-body protective gear for short weapons. It mainly protects the head and hands, as well as the upper body. Because the short stick used as a weapon is covered with foam, it does not need to be as heavy as the kendo protective gear.

Wearing protective gear, the two stood facing each other, about two meters apart.

"Come, attack me, you're welcome." Guizang waved.

Zhang Jing was not polite when he heard this, took a few steps around, held the foam stick, and stabbed Guizang in the chest.Of course, he didn't use all his strength, but suppressed his strength and speed to the level of a normal person.

Just when he was about to stab Guizang, he saw Guizang take action very quickly. The range of his action was very small. The short stick in his hand followed Zhang Jing's incoming force. Zhang Jing only felt a horizontal force in his hand. Coming, the sword force shifted involuntarily, and then the opponent's short stick stabbed him. It looked as if Zhang Jing was sent to be stabbed.

Zhang Jing felt anxious and subconsciously exerted force on his feet. He missed the blow in a hurry.

The person on the other side said "Hey", obviously he didn't expect Zhang Jing to be able to avoid it. Guizang couldn't help but praise: "What a good move!"

However, Zhang Jing knew in his heart that purely from a kung fu perspective, he had lost in this move. If his physical fitness had not exceeded that of a normal person, he would have definitely been stabbed.

A little more cautiously, the two entered into a confrontation again. Zhang Jing took a few steps left and right, saw an opening, and tentatively stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen with his stick. However, Guizang turned his wrist and the stick body He put it on Zhang Jing's stick and twisted it. At the same time, it slipped down the body of Zhang Jing's stick and cut into his wrist.

This time, Zhang Jing did not hide. He allowed him to hit his wrist and stopped hiding at the first touch, then withdrew the stick.

After that, the two went through two more rounds. Because Zhang Jing became more careful, although the attack was not successful, he was not stabbed by the opponent at least. The two sides were considered a draw.However, Zhang Jing was certain that Master Gui did have two skills, and he still took advantage of his extraordinary reaction. From the perspective of swordsmanship, he was far inferior to the opponent.

Feeling that there was no need to continue, Zhang Jing stopped and clasped his hands in his fists, about to say something. At this moment, the door of the martial arts hall was pushed open again.

"Hey~~~~~Master Gui, are you sparring?" The door of the martial arts hall was pushed open, and what followed was a strange voice.

"Did I come here by accident? Master Gui, don't be offended..."

Zhang Jing turned around and looked. The person who came was a young man with a bald head and a shirt. Behind him were three men in black suits with tough expressions. One of them had a gray suit draped over his arm. He looked like he should He was helping the man in the lead get clothes.

Chapter 34 Candid filming in action

Although he said it was unfortunate, the bald man didn't look polite at all and just walked in like that.

"Brother Hu, what are you doing here again?" Guizang said with a gloomy expression as he pulled off the protective helmet on his head.

"Aren't you just here to see Master Gui?" the bald man said with a playful smile.Zhang Jing looked at him secretly and saw the undulating muscle lines under his white shirt and his steady steps. He was probably a practicing practitioner.

"I heard... Master Gui's place has been relatively deserted recently."

"What does this have to do with you? Didn't I reply to you last time?" Guizang said impatiently: "You take your Yangguan Road, and I'll take my single-plank bridge."

"Hey~~~~Master Gui, please don't be so harsh. Look, how much money can you make with all your skills and guarding such a small martial arts gym? It's really unfair~~~~~" The bald man The man said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "I am very much looking forward to Master Gui being able to participate in this grand event with us..."

"Our ancestors have taught us that we must follow the right path in life to become a righteous person. Zang dare not violate it." Guizang cupped his hands at the wooden niche beside him and said, "Brother Hu, please come back."

The bald man let out a frivolous "Ha": "What era is this, Master Gui still says such pedantic things. In this world... having money is the last word!"

With that said, he shook his head, turned around, and waved his hand: "Okay, I won't bother Master Gui anymore. I just came here for a casual visit today. I hope Master Gui will consider my invitation carefully."

With that said, he turned around and walked away with the other three people without stopping, and disappeared at the door.

From beginning to end, the bald man did not say a word to Zhang Jing.

With such an incident, it was obvious that the two of them were not suitable to continue the contest. They each took off their protective gear. Guizang glanced at Zhang Jing and forced a smile and said: "Hongjian, your foundation is very solid and your body skills are flexible. What a country trick."

"Master Gui, thank you for the award." Zhang Jing said. Seeing that Gui Zang seemed a little absent-minded and had a sad look on his face, even though they were somewhat acquainted with each other, he couldn't help but ask: "I wonder who those people were..."

"That man's name is Yan Hu, he's a gangster, and he's been trying to get me to join him." Guizang didn't mean to hide it: "Once you get involved in something like this, you'll be stuck with it for the rest of your life, so I won't go. "

"Master Gui has a great character!" Zhang Jing bowed his hands and saluted after hearing this.

There was no such thing as a gangster in Zhang Jing's previous life, and most of what he did was "dirty" work, such as collecting debts for others, taking revenge on others, and even gangsters often appeared in many civil disputes such as demolition. figure.It's about getting money to do things, so it's different from a simple underworld.However, because most of the orders taken by the bank come from wealthy families and even evil forces, and their existence is protected by certain local forces, their reputation among the people is not good.

Guizang also bowed his hand in return, shook his head and said nothing more.

"I want to learn some swordsmanship from Master Gui, but I don't know about the cost..."

"Oh?" Guizang's eyes lit up when he heard this. After what happened just now, he thought Zhang Jing would not stay, but he did not expect that there would be a turn of events.

"I think you have some skills, Hongjian. You don't need to follow the ordinary courses. Well, you can pay a membership fee and come anytime you want..."

After paying the half-year membership fee of 500 yuan, Zhang Jing consulted with Guizang on swordsmanship for a while, and felt that he had benefited from it, and then left the martial arts gym.

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Unknowingly, it was evening again, and the sky was already dark.Zhang Jing was walking and looking at the map on his mobile phone. He found an old shop not far away that specializes in ginseng stewed chicken. The online reviews were good, so he thought of giving it a try.

However, as soon as he passed a corner, several people turned out in front of him, blocking the way.Zhang Jing looked up and saw that they were not strangers, but the four businessmen he had just met.

The leader, the bald man named Yan Hu, squinted his eyes, took out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth. A person next to him hurriedly stepped forward to light it for him.He took a deep breath, then exhaled a puff of smoke, pointed at Zhang Jing with the hand holding the cigarette, and then leaned against a lamppost on the side of the road and started smoking.

A man in a black suit next to him walked up to Zhang Jing and looked at Zhang Jing with a half-smile: "This little brother, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Zhang Jing stopped in his tracks, knowing that these people were probably here to block him, so he didn't say anything and said with a slight smile: "Yes, it's quite a coincidence."

Zhang Jing's calm look obviously surprised the other party. He looked Zhang Jing up and down: "Young brother, you just came back to learn kung fu from the master, right?"

"Yes," Zhang Jing nodded: "Is there any problem?"

"As you can see, we have a little conflict with Master Gui..." The black suit chuckled: "So, I think, little brother, you should stop coming here to learn Kung Fu from Master Gui. , not suitable for you."

"Really? I think it's quite appropriate. Besides, I've already paid the money. Can you give it back to me?"

Seeing Zhang Jing pretending to be dumbfounded, the face of the man in the black suit suddenly darkened: "The purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body. If the body is injured or disabled by the practice, it will not be good... You think so? .”

"My friend, I don't understand what you are saying. How can you become disabled by practicing martial arts?" Zhang Jing reached out and touched his chin, thinking thoughtfully: "You are so experienced, have you ever been disabled?"

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Just as Zhang Jing was talking to the black suit, at another corner behind them, two girls dressed as students were looking over there.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, look, are you going to fight ahead?" A girl in school uniform with shoulder-length hair and a red hairpin whispered to her companion.

"Those people blocking the road don't look like good people. Maybe they're trying to blackmail them?" Her companion, a girl with a ponytail and also wearing a school uniform, lowered her voice.

"Then let's not go over there yet. Let's go over after they leave, right?"

"Hmm, let's check the situation first." The girl with the ponytail said, taking out her phone and turning on the video recording function.Carefully stretched out the phone from the corner.

"Be careful, don't get discovered."

"Don't worry, it won't happen. If there really is a fight, I will definitely gain fans if I post it on Station F."

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Chapter 35 Tall People

The man in black made some insinuations and threats, but Zhang Jing pretended to be stupid and responded in a stunned manner, and his expression turned ugly.They have done this kind of thing more than once, but the first few times, the students backed down after being threatened. After all, no one wants to mess with these people who don't look like good people just to learn martial arts.

This is the first time I have encountered someone like Zhang Jing who seems to be soft and stubborn.

"Pretend to be stupid, right... If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine!" Feeling that he was losing face, the man in black stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Jing's throat.

However, before his outstretched hand could touch Zhang Jing's throat, his wrist tightened and was already held back by the other party.Immediately afterwards, a huge twisting force started from his wrist, and suddenly, the sky and the earth were spinning. His whole body was like a rag that had been twisted into a wheel, and was smashed face down to the ground.

"Huh?!" At the same time as Zhang Jing took action, Yan Hu, who was smoking, focused his eyes and flicked the cigarette in his hand aside: "Damn, I was mistaken."

"Hand...hand..." I saw the man in black lying on the ground, with his right hand behind his back and his elbow at an abnormal angle. At this time, he did not dare to move. He just groaned, obviously in extreme pain. .

"He's actually a practicing practitioner..." Yan Hu touched his waist, pulled out a swinging stick, swung it straight with a snap, and waved his hand at the man in black next to him, and each of the two men in black also took out the stick. One swings a stick, while the other man lassoes a brass-fingered tiger.

I saw Yan Hu with a gloomy face, walking forward quickly with his swinging stick at an angle, and slashed diagonally at Zhang Jing with the stick.

The stick was howling in the wind, and in the dim environment, the shadow of the stick reached Zhang Jing's cheek in just a flash.

Zhang Jing did not dodge. He thrust out his left forearm like a stick and swung the stick towards the opponent.

The short stick and the arm collided instantly. Yan Hu looked grim, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. His swing stick was specially made from tool steel. The opponent rashly used his arm to attack, and his bones could never bear it. He thought he could give the opponent an unforgettable blow. Lessons.

However, at the next moment, Yan Hu's smile had not faded. He felt a strong force coming from his hand. Unable to hold on to the stick, it flew out of his hand. With a dull sound, it was inserted into the floor tiles on the ground. The whole stick appeared. It was in an obvious bent state, and it was actually bent.

Zhang Jing took advantage of Yan Hu's arms being swung away, and when the middle door was wide open, he stepped up and got between his legs, and hit his chest with his right shoulder. Yan Hu flew backwards and hit him. On the street light pole nearby, the street light shook violently after being hit, and the lampshade on it crashed to the ground and shattered.

Yan Hu slipped down from the lamp pole, knelt on his knees, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He knelt on the ground in pain for a while and did not even dare to breathe loudly.

There was a sound of wind behind his head. Zhang Jing took advantage of the situation and kicked to the side. While avoiding a fist covered with a finger-tiger, he kicked the man in black on the side of his waist, knocking his feet off the ground and flying out. Five or six meters later, it crashed into the green plants beside the road, and there was no sound again.

He reached out with his right hand and grabbed the last swinging stick. He turned his hand and twisted it and took the swinging stick into his hand.Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jing stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and hit the chest of the last man in black. The man in black jumped into the air and flew directly to the street tree beside him, hitting the tree where the two of them were hugging each other. There was a shaking, and then the person fell down and hung on a branch more than two meters above the ground.

Zhang Jing casually swung his hand, and the swinging stick he held in his hand flew straight out, with a whistling sound, and was nailed to the tree trunk beside the man in black, until it reached the handle.

It was too late, but it was too soon. From the first moment when the man in black started to attack, to the last moment when Zhang Jing finished fighting, everything was completed in a flash of lightning in just ten seconds.

Both hands patted each other, Zhang Jing walked towards Yan Hu casually. At this time, Yan Hu was kneeling there and had not yet recovered. Seeing Zhang Jing walking towards him, he was frightened, but he couldn't lose face, so he reluctantly said in a hoarse voice. : "This time I was too blind to recognize Taishan, and I offended this friend. I admit my defeat, Yunhu Guiyun Tower, I, Yan Hu, will serve wine to apologize to my friend."

Zhang Jing didn't answer, but slowly approached, until he reached Yan Hu's side and stopped.Yan Hu's body was tense, obviously very nervous, but at this moment, he did not dare to make any other movements.