Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 4 Fuzhou City [New book, please bookmark, please recommend tickets! 】

In March, it is the rainy season. It is cloudy and rainy. It may be sunny in the morning, but it will be dark at noon, and the light rain falls from the sky, making people drowsy.

As the saying goes: Spring is sleepy, autumn is exhausted, summer is dozing, and winter is March when you can't wake up.

This cloudy rain lasted for three days and three nights, sweeping away the dry air from the winter.

Fuzhou City, located in the southeast of Kyushu in the Central Plains, is a large coastal city.

As the provincial capital of Fujian Province, in order to prevent Japanese pirates from rebelling, its city walls are extremely tall, and there are many streets in the city.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and in the morning light in the east, the big red sun was hiding under the clouds, eager to try, as if it wanted to jump out.

Outside the city gate, Chen Hengzhi was leading the horse, his face was full of wind and frost, his eyes showed curiosity, and he looked around.

After reprimanding Linghu Chong, Chen Hengzhi packed up and left Mount Hua, heading straight to Fujian. He traveled night and day all the way, and finally arrived at Fuzhou City half a month later.

Since coming to the world of Swordsman, this is the first time for Chen Hengzhi to leave Shaanxi, let alone the southeast frontier.

"It seems that the old saying is good, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

Chen Hengzhi thought in his heart that this trip to the southeast was an eye-opener. The beautiful scenery, customs and customs along the way were all things that could not be seen in books.

Following the flow of people, Chen Hengzhi stepped into the city of Fuzhou.

In the early morning of Fuzhou City, as if waking up from a big dream, the streets are relatively deserted, the shops on both sides are dismantling the door panels, but the breakfast shop is already busy.

Seeing the breakfast shop, Chen Hengzhi rubbed his stomach, only to feel that Wu Zang Temple was rebelling, but he was already hungry.

He pulled the reins of the horse, came to a shop named Wang Ji, tied the horse to the horse stake, sat down in front of an empty table, put the sword on the table, and greeted: "Shop, Do you have any noodles, bring me a big bowl."

"Young gentleman who is so handsome is not much better than the young master of the Lin family."

The store owner raised his head, saw Chen Hengzhi, muttered something in his heart, and quickly responded: "Hey, guest officer, there are some, please wait a moment."

After a while, the noodles were served, and Chen Hengzhi took a pair of chopsticks and started to eat.

After paying the bills, Chen Hengzhi took the horse and started strolling around the city of Fuzhou, as if taking this trip to the southeast as an outing.

"What should I do? Find an inn to wash up or just come and visit?"

"Emm, if you come directly to the door, this unkempt person will affect my image too much, no way."

"Speaking of which, the famous sword-cutting martial art "Sword of Dispelling Evil" is right in front of me. As long as I want to, I can just reach out and get it. Do you want to borrow it to have a look?"

"Emmm, then again, I, Mr. Chen, have already reached the level of Lin Yuantu back then. Except for the innate level of skills, the other so-called magic books don't seem to have much effect on me."

"However, it's good to take a look at it. Even if you don't cut Jiji, it's great to learn from its martial arts philosophy."

During the walk, various thoughts appeared in Chen Hengzhi's mind, as if he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man.

"Forget it, my old Chen walks upright and sits upright, how can I do such sneaky things.

Moreover, cutting Jiji is too shabby!

The most important thing is that my family heirloom sword has not been used..."

In the end, the conscience in his heart prevailed, and Chen Hengzhi made a silent decision.

As the saying goes, people are doing it, and the sky is watching.

In the past, Chen Hengzhi would not have believed in feudal superstitions such as immortals and karma.

However, at present, the system and time travel are all happening to him. Chen Hengzhi believes that there may really be a powerful person in the dark.

Moreover, if a person has done some mediocre things, he will feel anxious every day, become a villain and struggle with sin every day, even if he has gained great strength, what is the point of that?

People must have their own bottom line!

When you plunge into the darkness and gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you!
After crossing this hurdle in his heart and figuring out the key points, Chen Hengzhi felt as if a layer of dust had been wiped away from the depths of his soul. His whole person felt refreshed and refreshed, as was the internal force running in the meridians in his body. Become softer and rounder.

It's getting closer to breaking through the next realm!
Just at this moment, not far ahead, a hotel named Yuelai came into view, and the corners of Chen Hengzhi's mouth turned up slightly, apparently in a good mood.

in the room.

"Lu Dayou, who is stationed in Fujian, has met the elder brother."

The owner of Yuelai Inn gently opened the door and saw Chen Hengzhi who was sitting upright drinking tea, his expression was inexplicably agitated, but he suppressed the excitement in his heart and bowed respectfully.

"Junior Brother Lu, don't be too polite, come and sit down."

Chen Hengzhi put down the teacup, held his hands up, and said with a hearty smile.

"Hey, thank you, big brother."

Lu Dayou responded, stepped forward and sat down quickly, and asked impatiently: "Brother, how are the elders, master, wife, and the others? Are the brothers and sisters on the mountain practicing seriously?"

"Junior Brother Lu, don't get excited, come, have a sip of tea first."

Chen Hengzhi smiled slightly, picked up the teapot with his own hands, poured a cup of tea for him, and said: "For more than a year, master and wife have been very good, and the martial arts of the brothers and sisters on the mountain have improved a lot, so don't worry, brother. "

Looking at the childish Lu Dayou in front of him, Chen Hengzhi patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "These days, I have suffered a lot outside alone, thank you for your hard work."

"For the sake of my Huashan's prosperity, my junior brother will die without regret. A little bit of hard work is nothing."

Lu Dayou shook his head slightly, and smiled freely, with a little bitterness in his smile.

Since Chen Hengzhi took over the management of the disciples' affairs three years ago, he has carried out drastic reforms to the Huashan School. All disciples have entered the Houtian fifth level, that is, second-rate masters in the arena, and have to go out to practice.

In other words, it is more accurate to say that the teacher's experience task is more accurate.

Over the years, the disciples on the mountain have been successively sent by Chen Hengzhi to various prefectures in Kyushu to establish strongholds and inquire about intelligence.

After three to five years, he can only return to the mountain after the arrival of the succeeding disciple.

There are two purposes for doing this. First, to allow the disciples to get enough training, and to spy on information from all over the place, and to keep an eye on the movements in the Jianghu.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"Junior Brother Lu, how much do you know about Fuwei Escort?"

After a cup of tea, Chen Hengzhi asked.

(End of this chapter)