The Immortal God of War

After the conversation, Qinglin teleported away. Liu Chi shook his head and walked out of the room. He happened to meet Qingyan who had just returned in the living room. Liu Chi seemed to remember something.

Liu Chi walked over and took out the crystal card.

"This is back to you. I didn't buy you a gift. I think it would be more meaningful if you picked it yourself."

"Oh." Qingyan took the crystal card, gave Liu Chi a very strange look and went back to her room.

"How strange." Liu Chi complained.

"Has she become strange?" I asked. In fact, as a bystander, I can feel the emotional changes between the characters more clearly. Although Liu Chi and I discussed distancing ourselves from Qingyan, I can always find her at the critical moment.

"Let's forget about that for now. What do you think we should do this afternoon?"

Liu Chi walked down the stairs and said,

I didn't respond until he returned to the room: "You wanted me to help you, right?"

"I'm helping you too. After all, we are the same person." For some reason, Liu Chi actually learned what I said.

I thought for a long time before replying.

"Where are you dreaming about now?" The origin of everything may be related to my memory. Now it depends on how much he has inherited.

"I just entered society and I seem to be very interested in extreme sports."

"Go to sleep as fast as you can. You don't have to watch this dream."

"Why? Is there something fishy going on here?"

"Just do it. Believe me, if you want to speed up a dream, first you have to realize that you are dreaming and you cannot wake up. Then you can speed up the dream."

"you sure?"

"This dream must be fake. If you do as I say, maybe you can be saved in the afternoon and sleep for more than three hours."

"Okay." Liu Chi closed his eyes. Maybe because of the headache he mentioned, he soon fell asleep.

I was thinking carefully about things that might be related in my mind, but unfortunately I only found a few puppetry techniques in the end. I don't know if they will work on Liu Chi. The only thing I can be sure of now is that I can only speak with Liu Chi's mouth, and I can't do anything else.

The time soon came to half past three. Since the martial arts field of the North Campus was almost downstairs, Liu Chi managed to sleep for fifteen minutes longer. So he woke up at three forty-five in the afternoon, got out of bed and ran quickly up the stairs.

I didn't tell him that I wasn't making any progress, and I didn't ask him about his progress either.

After spending some time arriving at the martial arts arena, the evaluation had already begun. The male teacher just glanced at the sweaty Liu Chi and said nothing.

Through observation, I found that this assessment only checks the fighting spirit, while for those who do not have fighting spirit, it checks the martial arts.

It's very simple for me, but I don't know about Liuchi.

He was staring at the person in front of him.

"If you don't have fighting spirit, can you learn martial arts right after watching them?"

"It's okay to just twist it randomly. These martial arts are very simple." Liu Chi said.

"So confident? Don't you know nothing?" I sneered.

"It's true that I don't know anything about it, but can't I just think of this martial art as dancing?" Liu Chi's eyes followed the movements of the person who was evaluating it.

For students who don't have fighting spirit, the requirements are actually not very strict. It's enough for them to be able to perform a complete set of sword techniques. I'm really troubled. I spent several weeks learning radio gymnastics back then. The current martial arts are obviously much more difficult than radio gymnastics. I don't know how Liu Chi will solve it.

I saw that out of the thirty or so people, only a few were left standing there, and they all seemed a little "shy". There had been a gap of dozens of seconds since the last person finished evaluating the martial arts.

Maybe Liuchi was standing at the front, so he was called by the male teacher.

"Liu Chi, right? Do you have fighting spirit? If not, then we can just evaluate your martial arts skills directly."

Liu Chi shook his head: "No, just test your martial arts skills directly."

"Okay, come over here!"

Liu Chi looked into the male teacher's eyes, walked up to him, and took the wooden sword from his hand.

"Don't be nervous with me, just play your best."

Liu Chi nodded, struck a pose, and then began to dance with a sword like the previous few people. Maybe it was due to my physical condition, I experienced firsthand what it meant to be unable to do something.

Judging from the male teacher's expression, he was smiling in confusion.

Two minutes later, with Liu Chi's handsome sword-collecting action, the whole set of martial arts was completed.

The male teacher clapped his hands.

"Not bad! I wanted to give you full marks, but because your movements were a little uncoordinated later on, I can only give you 90 points. Excellent!"

For some reason, Liu Chi was not happy at all, and whispered, "Only 90 points?"

The male teacher nodded, and the sound of breaking air continued as his body moved, but soon stopped.

"This is a standard move. Although your last moves were up to standard, they lacked that kind of power. Do you understand?"

Liu Chi nodded: "I understand."

"Actually, I just noticed that you have been looking over here. Did you learn these just now?"

Liu Chi looked at the male teacher and nodded.

"Okay! That's enough, you can go now."

The male teacher's indifferent expression seemed to be hiding something.

But Liu Chi really didn't care about that.

"That's awesome." I couldn't help but praise Liu Chi, "If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to use even a single move."

Liu Chi's steps were hurried, and he didn't show any intention of paying any attention to me.

"Go back to bed?"

Liu Chi nodded, "There must be something strange about this dream. It went on for so many days without end, and it was very real, just like a memory."

"Haha~ you'll get used to it." I can't always say it's my memory. Maybe doing nothing is the best way to deal with it.

As a result, Liu Chi slept until 7:30 in the evening before waking up slowly. The dull pain in his stomach reminded him that it was time to eat.

I walked out of the room and knocked on Wei's door, but there was no one there. I went upstairs again, but still no one. Most likely, he went out with Qingyan.

"Let's go out and eat something." Liu Chi said.

"Go outside the academy?"

"Well, I've tried almost all the restaurants in the North District. They're expensive and taste terrible."

"So? Where are we going? We definitely can't go to any fancy places."

Seeing Liu Chi coming down the stairs, he was still walking towards the North District Canteen.

"I'm a little hungry. I'll eat a little first to fill my stomach and then eat outside."

Liu Chi ate some bread in the North District Canteen and then went out from the North Gate. The difference between the North Gate and other gates was that the outside of this gate was very empty, as if it was specially prepared for something.

Liu Chi walked a long way before reaching the northern residential area of ​​the imperial capital. Although the northern part was the living area for nobles and royal families, it did not exclude people of other identities, because beneath its luxurious appearance was a heartless mouth.

"Going to see the house?" I asked.

"Forget it, there is no home anymore. I'll take you out to eat something, but I don't know if it's still there."

Liu Chi shuttled back and forth in the quiet streets, as if he was very familiar and yet very unfamiliar with this place.

"What's wrong? We've been to this place before, right?" I was very puzzled as to why he was circling here.

"I kind of forgot which way to go. It should be this way." Liu Chi pointed to the other side of the street and walked over.

At night, there were only a few houses that looked like shops with their doors open on the street, which gave me a very desolate feeling.

"Don't overthink it. This is just a residential area. No fool would open a store here."

"Why?" I asked back.

"First, according to the Imperial Treaty, foreign merchants are not allowed here. Second, most of the shops in this area are run by royal families. Third, even merchants in the imperial capital can't afford to lose this much money."

"So? Where are you going to eat?"

"A kind old man, but I don't know if he's dead or not. You should know that."

Indeed, as far as I can remember, when Liu Chi was six years old, he would often run out alone, carrying a few copper coins to a low and dilapidated house. When he knocked on the door, a kind old man would appear.

"Eating osmanthus cake? That thing is osmanthus cake?"

"I don't know what it is, but it's definitely not osmanthus cake."

"Ok."

After passing a three-way intersection and walking for a while on the road diagonally opposite, the houses on both sides brought back my memories. This is it!

The house looked even more shabby, but the windows had been replaced with glass instead of paper.

Liu Chi walked to the door and tilted his head to listen to the sound inside, but the coughing sound he remembered did not come.