Chapter 246

eax; Task world: Shenzhou mainland

task goal: survive for one year

initial skill: none

task success: reward prop ability 1, skill point 3, physical fitness point 1

task failure: repeat execution

"it's the natural world"

"Shenzhou mainland, what kind of ghost is it? It's a task to survive for another year"

Anyang hasn't come yet And want to understand, suddenly feel the brain a faint, the whole person is like landing, but in this moment lost consciousness.

Well, it feels like it's been there.

White walls, blue tiles, low houses, this is a classical city. The highest building is only three stories and ten meters. A breeze can blow from the south to the north of the city.

It's a bit of a style in the leather world, but it's much more gentle and elegant.

People come and go on the streets paved with bluestone, all dressed in ancient clothes, bustling, selling vegetables and bargaining. Fortunately, there is no sound of whistle. Although it sounds noisy, it is not harsh. Occasionally, when the steamed buns from the roadside steamed buns are fresh out of the oven, the fragrance wafts away with the steaming steam. No matter you eat or not in the morning, you have to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Who said that the ancient things were not delicious, they were so fragrant without spices, and they got"

a huge elm tree covered the sun near noon. Under the tree sat a young man dressed as a scholar. Just now that feeling came from his mouth.

Next to it is an arch bridge with a little history. It's called Minxin bridge, which is a bridge built to donate money for the common people. Under the bridge is a green river, called Qingyue canal. Qingyue canal runs from the east to the west of the city. It feeds the whole city people. It not only provides water for washing and cooking, but also discharges domestic sewage into the river. However, it can't affect its clarity at all. Now it has a long way to go Beside the willows and willows, there are thousands of threads, which has become a scene in the city. When the Lantern Festival is held, it is even more unique that a lantern is hung beside the tree, attracting countless wealthy families, such as Qianjin, yingyingyanyan, to come to watch the Lantern Festival and guess the riddles. This is a good time for scholars and young men to show their demeanor.

However, it can't relieve Anyang's boredom at all. He has been in the world for three days. He doesn't do anything except eat and sleep every day. He doesn't have plot tasks, even entertainment activities, computers, music and dance halls, and even friends. In addition to drinking tea, playing chess, or chanting poems along the Qingyue River, people in the world seem to have nothing to play. Going to the brothel is fun and elegant. Listening to the music and playing the piano and so on is a problem. It's not interesting to indulge in it all day. Fighting crickets and sneaking birds are considered to be fun and despondent. Opera can be heard occasionally and every day I'm tired of gambling, and it's even more impossible for him to stay here for a year. Although he knows it's impossible, he has no clue. Even if he runs all over the city, he can't find anything different. He only knows that it's called Bingzhou, which belongs to a relatively prosperous City in the state of Yue. As for the state of Yue, it's roughly equivalent to the Song Dynasty in ancient China, and Bingzhou is just like that Jiangnan generation of cities, Suzhou, Qinhuai and so on.

As in ancient China, the common people in the world are full of stories and legends. There are so many ghosts, myths and legends. The peace and order in Juzhou is not good. If there are theft and injury cases occasionally and the truth can not be found out, they will often get rid of the demons and ghosts. However, Anyang took advantage of the night and walked around the city of Juzhou. The infrared scanning of the armor was the largest and did not send out What kind of monsters are there.

He knew that the world must be extraordinary, but he had to wait.

It's impossible for the system to let herself go on holiday.

a rich lady, supported by a servant girl, comes from the stone arch bridge. Her eyes are constantly on the side of the clear river. She looks like she is enjoying the scenery. She unconsciously glances at Anyang, frowns slightly, and leaves at a brisk pace. She walks up the river, occasionally lifting her cuffs and hanging on the tree Look at the poem written on the red cloth strip, and read it out gently, showing the color of worship.

The cloth strips hanging on the branch are left by some scholars, with their own names and poems on them. The purpose is obvious. It's just to attract women, but it takes a lot of ink. Once they successfully resonate with a certain miss Qianjin and open her heart, it's the beauty of both wealth and people, which is enough to be a good story in the circle of literati

although this method sounds brainless, as Anyang knows, the success rate is not low. In this era, no matter men or women are literati, the status of literati is very high, but men and women are different after all. Most of the poems come from men, many women only stay in the literacy stage, but they worship the talented people who have never been able to write a poem. Some of them understand some poems It's possible to pick a husband by writing.

Anyway, I don't choose. When I get old, my family can't choose any better for me.

It can be seen that this woman is indeed a lady of great wealth. In this era, the literacy rate is not high, let alone the ability to read poetry.

Of course, it is also possible to be artless, pretending to know nothing

the sun in the afternoon falls down through the luxuriant branches and leaves of the elm tree, hitting the ground to form a small golden spot, which makes it more elegant to fall on the pale blue scholar's robe.Anyang stretched out and stood up, patted the leaves and dust on his clothes, ready to go home.

Well, at home.

This time, it's similar to the task of rushing out of Amazon. Instead of coming to the world directly, the system has arranged an identity for him, just like the second lieutenant of the special forces who rushed out of Amazon. But this time, the system has arranged an ordinary identity for him. An orphan who has been adopted since childhood and has nothing to do all day and can't get credit for, is so old and old His adoptive father gave food to the poor scholar.

At this point of view, the system really makes him come to vacation.

But it also means that if he accepts the identity given by the system, he must call another person father.

Although "his adoptive father" is very old, and has a good and honest nature, if it is true that the system gives him memories, "adoptive father" thrives for him to read, hoping that he can have a future, then it is nothing to call him a father. Unfortunately, he knows that this heavy identity is false, even all traces of his life in Bingzhou city are imposed by the system, although this kind of straight It's amazing how to modify other people's memories, but since the system can create a world, it's not surprising to do so in the natural world.

It's a little out of the question.

His "adoptive father" is called anluosi. He used to be a very rich businessman. He ran a small dyeing shop. Later, he offended the official. He was sealed up by the official. Even his money was robbed. He had to be exiled and depend on the wharf to carry goods for a living. Now he is old and can't do anything, so he opened a tea shop by the side of the road with his savings. He earns money every day I often meet people who don't pay for rice dishes.

And his name has been forgotten. All people who know him call him an Laosi. The old man also acquiesced. He is poor all his life. He will not recall the original rich life, nor try to resist. He just silently accepts what life has given him. So although life is difficult, it will not be painful.

It wasn't until the arrival of Anyang three days ago that a piece of silver was thrown out directly, and the family conditions improved a little.

The old man has been satisfied with the fried vegetables that are not found in the oil star, thanks to his "adopted son" who "sold a poem and earned some money" a few days ago. He usually eats salted vegetables and occasionally saves some money to buy ink for his "adopted son". This money still has to be saved for future study.

Anyang continues to lie and sit under the elm tree, holding a book in his hands, but the warm sunshine makes him subconsciously want to squint his eyes.

In the afternoon, there are not many pedestrians on the street, only those who have outings and scenery by the river, and those who fly kites by the childe and the young lady. Generally speaking, the customs of this era and ancient China are a little surprised. For example, young men and women will not be criticized when walking together. At most, they are a pair by default.

At this time, there was a ragged old man nearby, surrounded by a group of teenagers. It seemed that he was listening to his story, which somehow reached Anyang's ears.

"Later on, the officials couldn't help them. The elder martial brother Yunqing and younger martial sister Yunzi wandered around the world and became a pair of Jianghu heroes who supported the country and robbed the rich and helped the poor."

"Ha ha, it's so good. I will rob the rich and help the poor when I grow up, and I will help the weak and help the poor."

Anyang is bored. This martial arts story that can be told in ten minutes at most is not interesting, let alone hear only one ending.

Then a group of children began to shout again.

"I'm afraid I can't. I haven't had a meal this noon. I can't talk about it even if I'm hungry."

"Old gentleman, wait a moment. I have baked a pot of pancakes this noon, but I haven't finished yet. I'll bring you two."

Anyang is speechless again.

In a short time,

"well, this cake is really fragrant. I haven't eaten anything so fragrant for a long time. What do you want to hear?"

"we want to hear the story of great Xia Xiao, that is, you said the other day," said a little boy with a strong man.

"I also want to hear the story of elder martial brother Yunqing and younger martial sister Yunzi again. Please, old Sir, tell it again." A little girl with two braids begged.

"I want to hear the fairy story." Said the little boy who had just sent the cake.

The old man immediately clapped the board: "OK, I'll tell you a fairy story, but you can't learn from the fairy in the story after listening to it, do you know?"

a group of children responded to it in unison, and the old man began to speak slowly. At this beginning, he knew that he was not an ordinary old man, at least he had read books, learned words and had culture.

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