Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

On the boundless river, this ship has been sailing for two days, and it has been silent.

Now Lin Xun came, just like a white sparrow flying into the forest, never quiet again.

It was the first time that the man in black discovered that the leader was so talkative. The two chatted from astronomy to academics, and even discussed the mysteries of nature without shame.

Not daring to lose his mind for a moment, the man in black once concentrated on his studies, but later found that both his master and this young man were full of ink.

It's not to praise the literary talents, but to lament that the two are really dark, from heart to lung.

Many methods sound good at first glance, but after further scrutiny, you will find that if you really want to do this, your life may be in danger.

"Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books." Lin Xun corrected his attitude: "I have been taught today."

"Where, the little brother is really knowledgeable, I am only a few years older."

The two complimented each other hypocritically, the hands of the man in black paddling were trembling, and he wanted to cry, but when will he be able to go ashore!

God did not respond to his call. Instead, it rained heavily, which delayed the journey for a long time.

The moment they docked, the man in black felt as if he had narrowly escaped death.

"Brother Ning," Lin Xun no longer calls you son, and calls him brother and brother: "Where is our sect?"

The man in black slammed straight into the pillar in front of him.

Lin Xun thoughtfully asked him if he was okay, but the other party avoided him like a plague god.

"Master," the man in black felt terrified at the thought of being almost approached by Lin Xun: "Is it directly Muslim or..."

"Islam." Ning Zhongqing lightly interrupted him.

Lin Xun: "Obviously you are from the same sect, why is your relationship as master and servant?"

Ning Zhongqing: "In the early years, he bet against me. If he lost, he would be my servant for ten years."

The man in black has spent his whole life gambling and fighting. Hearing this, he is not sad, but very proud. A gambler is not good at gambling, but at the same time, he is betting on his precious freedom. Apart from him, there is nothing else in this world. who!

Thinking of this is the attitude of giving up to me.

Lin Xun was also taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Brother Ning is so courageous, I admire you."

The man in black almost staggered, turned around angrily, and even forgot the difference between master and servant: "Why should you admire him but not me?"

Lin Xun said with a smile: "Brother Ning and I got to know each other better during our conversation. Brother Ning is upright and resourceful. He definitely won't spend ten years with you like you. Gambling things must be more precious, at least in the It seems so to you."

The man in black gritted his teeth. What he said was true: "How do we judge integrity and strategy?"

"You took advantage of the bet, which shows that Brother Ning is upright. Besides, Brother Ning must have taken a fancy to your strength a long time ago. It is a strategy to think of such a way to convince you."

Lin Xun was full of admiration: "You are very courageous."

Wen Yanning gave him a strange look at Zhong Zhong. Many people wanted to please him, some with money, some with beauties, and some with peerless martial arts, but no one could make people feel at ease like Lin Xun.

All those sycophants in the past just irritated him.

"You are very good." Ning Zhongqing said seriously.

Lin Xun: "Brother Ning is the best."

Man in black:……

Not only is it a disaster, but it is also a rare one in the world!

Ning Zhongqing asked the man in black to buy three horses, all of which were cheap skinny horses.

Lin Xun: "Do you want to ride there again?"

Ning Zhongqing: "The land close to the city is very expensive, and the school is built a little further away."

Riding the horse for a day and a night, when the dawn rose again, I finally arrived at the school that Ning Zhongqing said. The area is really big, with green mountains and green waters. If you ignore that all the houses are dilapidated thatched cottages, maybe it will be better. .

The plaques of other people's homes are hung high, but here they are laid flat on the ground, covered with a layer of red silk, pressed with stones, and only one corner is exposed.

The corner of Lin Xun's mouth twitched: "Can you uncover it?"

"Of course," Ning Zhongqing said seriously, "Covering the cloth is just for fear of falling dust."

Lin Xun forced a smile and said, "Why not hang it on the door?"

Ning Zhongqing was a little embarrassed: "The wind in the mountains is strong, and the roof will be blown away when the wind blows. The house is not strong when it is repaired. If you nail a plaque on it, I'm afraid it won't be able to bear it."

Lin Xun nodded understandingly: "It's hard for you to be so thoughtful."

There were many corpses of small bugs on the red silk. After Lin Xun opened it, a sour smell came over his face.

Ning Zhongqing was embarrassed and said: "It rains often, silk and satin cannot prevent water."

Needless to say, Lin Xun could tell that the plaque was made of wood, and most of it had rotted away, so he could barely make out the words on it.

"Ri Ri Men?" Lin Xun smiled: "Putting the clouds to see the sun, the person who chose the name has great ambitions."

Ning Zhongqing shook his head: "The words on the plaque are incomplete, our sect is called Chunxiang Pavilion."

Lin Xun's complexion changed.

The corner of Ning Zhongqing's mouth twitched, with a taste of a successful prank: "I'm just kidding, not all of the words are true, but how can I call it such a name."

Just as Lin Xun was relieved, he heard Ning Zhongqing say, "This is Xisheng Gate."

"Sacrifice door?"

Ning Zhongqing wrote to him on the ground with dead branches.

Lin Xun didn't say anything, it might as well be called Chunxiang Pavilion, at least it sounds more auspicious.

Ning Zhongqing was warm and considerate to others, and soon gave him a room.

"Why are crops planted in front of every house?"

Ning Zhongqing: "There is not a lot of money left in the door. They are all self-sufficient. My little brother and I hit it off right away. You don't have to do rough work, and you share a vegetable field with me."

Lin Xun said gratefully, "Thank you."

[System: It is found that there is an existence that is more stingy than the host, and it is not profitable. It is recommended to find a new target. 】

"He is indeed a miser," Lin Xunqi said with a smile when he met his opponent, "but whoever said that there is no profit, apart from the emperor, I am afraid that there is no one richer than him in this world."

Ning Zhongqing clapped his hands, and many people came out one after another, clasping their fists respectfully: "Meet the master."

Ning Zhongqing glanced at Lin Xun beside him: "From today on, this person is a member of our Xishengmen. I hope everyone can work together to create the glory of our Xishengmen again."

"I'm waiting to die!"

In the midst of lofty ambitions, Lin Xun asked in a low voice, "Was the Xishengmen great in the past?"

Ning Zhong said deeply: "We used to hire people to farm the land, but now we have to do it ourselves."

"That's great."

Ning Zhongqing: "There are many talents in the school, and now there are younger brothers joining, it will definitely restore its former glory."

"Just call me Lin Xun."

Ning Zhongqing: "Aren't you unfamiliar with the name and surname?" Clearing her throat, she called out 'Xundi' emotionally. '

"Brother Zhongqing." Lin Xun responded emotionally.

Ning Zhongqing was almost taken aback by this sweet and greasy tone.

The little old man with a hoe said to the blacksmith beside him: "The world is so big, the head of the sect has met someone thicker than him."

The blacksmith said angrily: "Don't slander the head, the head's face is only a little thicker than my hammer."

Ning Zhongqing seemed unaware of all these discussions, and everyone dispersed to do their own things.

It is the reputation of the sect, but this place has become a real small village. After walking around with Ning Zhongqing, Lin Xun found everything, such as iron shops, food stalls, and people who sell cloth to make clothes. Basically, the occupations that can be imagined are in Xi You can see the lift gate.

But there are many differences. No matter what occupation, there is only one person to do it. There is only one blacksmith in the iron shop, and there is only one tailor.

Ning Zhongqing: "How do you feel here?"

Lin Xun: "Xanadu."

Ning Zhongqing was startled, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Xanadu...hahaha..."

Lin Xun didn't know what he was laughing at, and asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment: "Brother Ning, where is your vegetable garden?"

Ning Zhongqing was still smiling, completely immersed in her own world.

Lin Xun turned around and glanced at the man in black, who pointed him in the direction: "The second house from the left."

Ning Zhongqing straightened up and finally returned to normal, Lin Xun had disappeared.

"What about people?"

The man in black: "In your vegetable field."

Ning Zhongqing didn't take it to heart, it was just a little food.

In order to highlight the false brotherhood, the two chatted happily at night, and the man in black cooked a big table of meals.

Lin Xun was surprised: "You still have such skills?"

The man in black ignored him, the last soup was on the table, and he hurried out.

Lin Xun: "What happened?"

Ning Zhongqing: "He has to rush to the next house to cook."

Lin Xun: "Do it from house to house, and it won't end at dawn tomorrow."

Ning Zhongqing nodded: "There is a reasonable distribution, and there will be some left over every meal. He made us dinner today, and he won't come tomorrow morning."

Lin Xun: "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Ning Zhongqing: "Everyone in Xishengmen has what he is best at. He cooks the best food. If others have eaten it, they don't want to eat what they cook."

Lin Xun took a bite, and it was really delicious, better than any chef he had ever met.

Ning Zhongqing: "If you want to stay in Xishengmen, you must have a good skill."

Lin Xun thought about it for a long time.

Ning Zhong smiled and said: "There is no rush."

"Then how can I prove that my ability is the strongest?"

"People from the sect will come to challenge you, just beat them."

Lin Xun began to think hard: "But I am good at too many things, and I am the best in everything, will it hurt them?"

Ning Zhongqing: "...worry too much."

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This is a world where Lin Xun failed before~