Eternal Life: I'm Grinding Experience in the Patrol Division

After a while, in the inner room.

Beside the brazier, Song's mother was making straw mats and raincoats, while Song's father was drinking, his face flushed and his eyes cloudy.

Song Changming didn't drink much, but just quietly accompanied his old father.

"Changming, do you still remember Songjia Village?" Song's father suddenly asked.

Song Changming nodded. At the beginning of the journey, their Song family was not in this county city, living in Baiyi Street, but a farmer in a small wild village outside the city, and only moved to the county city later.

"Songjia Village is gone. A few days ago, a group of desperate people with unknown origins came and looted the place. Few people survived in the village." Song's father said bitterly.

After these words came out, Song's mother, who had already known about this, quietly wiped away her tears.

Even though Song Changming had not been in that village for a long time, he was silent for a while and deeply felt the cruelty.

"Alas, this is how the world is. My greatest achievement in this life is to find a way, squeeze into the county city, and take root here." Song's father took another sip of wine and said in a muffled voice.

As a witness, Song Changming also agreed with this.

It is true that the current life is poor, but in the past, their Song family had not actually fallen into such a state.

In his early years, Song's father struggled alone in the county city, and learned the craft of iron forging from scratch.

Although he was not a famous forger at that time, the quality of the tools he made was also good, and he was even invited by many large forging workshops in the county city, which shows that his craftsmanship was not bad.

In the long run, when Song's father's craftsmanship became more proficient and more famous, the Song family might even achieve class leap and live in other neighborhoods.

But unfortunately, an accident made the Song family unable to recover from it.

"The biggest regret in my life is letting your elder brother and second brother go to the army." When Song's father said this, his mouth trembled uncontrollably and his eyes were red.

To this day, he has not come out of it.

Song Changming is the fourth child in the family. He has three older sisters, Song Yu, and the elder and second brothers who died early.

The eldest brother Song Changping and the second brother Song Changan.

They were both passionate at the time and did not want to learn Song's father's forging skills. They wanted to make a name for themselves in the army.

Many years later, due to a tragic war, Song's father and mother lost their two children at once.

The huge blow was like a bolt from the blue, causing Song's father, who was not in good health, to fall ill.

Since then, the Song family, which lost its pillar and two children in the army, has been declining all the way and has fallen to the point where it is today. It was not easy to raise the third sister Song Yu and the young Song Changming.

"Yu'er is married. I can see that Huai Ming really loves Yu'er. I'm not worried. You are the only one who has not yet started a family. I can't let you go." Song's father shook his head.

Originally, he wanted Song Changming to inherit his forging skills when he grew up, find a livelihood, and then find someone to match him up. After getting married, he lived a peaceful life.

But a conscription order from the government suddenly disrupted his plan for Song Changming.

On the conscription list, there was the name of Song Changming from Baiyi Street.

Song's father, who had already had two children killed on the battlefield, would rather die than let Song Changming follow in his footsteps.

Therefore, he asked the Zhao family, even if he had to kneel down, to kneel for Song Changming to get a job in the patrol department.

Only by entering the patrol department in the county city and becoming a nominal member of the county governor's office could he be exempted from this forced conscription.

"It's not enough to be a night watchman. Only by becoming a patrolman can people look up to you and a good girl betroth you." Song's father was drunk and his words became vague.

"You have started practicing swordsmanship recently. Dad is very happy. Dad will find a way to send you to a martial arts school to learn real skills."

Coming out of the inner room, Song Changming didn't smell much of alcohol. He was just drinking with his old father.

Song's father talked to him a lot about the destruction of Songjia Village, past events, and future plans.

As the only male in the Song family, Song's father wanted him to become a patrolman, marry and have children, and continue the Song family's incense.

This was Song's father's last wish in his later years.

"Become a patrolman? It's still a little short." Song Changming checked the panel.

[Soul-breaking Sword: Getting Started (410/500)]

After getting started, the progress of practicing swordsmanship slowed down a lot. Even in the state of God rewarding hard work, it can only increase by six or seven points a day.

And he couldn't always be in the state of striving with the spirit of God rewarding hard work, and occasionally he needed a proper rest, so that after more than two months of hard training, the progress of 500 was not yet met.

It is really easy to get started, but difficult to master.

For ordinary people, it takes years to master this sword skill, which can be as short as half a year or as long as many years.

In comparison, Song Changming is still faster than ordinary people.

He is not in a hurry, and he will be able to do it after the new year at the latest.

Farewell to the old and welcome the new, boat parades, stage night parties, poetry appreciation meetings, fireworks parties, and many other grand events have been held one after another.

The noise of the New Year also spread throughout the major streets of the county city, and every house was decorated with lights and bright red.

Only Baiyi Street lacked many tricks.

Song Changming has long been accustomed to the plain New Year atmosphere of Baiyi Street. He is not greedy for these excitements that do not belong to him, and still practices swords at home.

At a certain moment, he suddenly had a little more enlightenment in his mind, and felt that the long sword in his hand became lighter.

The knife skills are more fierce and tricky, combining movement and stillness, and the changes between reality and illusion are quite exquisite.

Entering the hall!

This is considered to be stepping onto the next level.

Song Changming was delighted and opened the panel, and it was as expected.

[Soul-breaking Sword: Mastery (0/1000)]

He has mastered this set of Soul-breaking Swords in less than three months.

In this way, he finally has a certain self-defense ability.

With this sword in his hand, he feels that it is not a problem to fight three or five ordinary thugs and bandits.

In terms of strength, this is qualified to be a patrol guard in the Patrol Armor Division.

But strength is only one aspect. If he wants to really be promoted to a patrol guard, he still lacks an opportunity.

An opportunity to make merit in front of others and gain appreciation from the superiors.

With a long sigh of relief and calming his mind, Song Changming put away the sword. In any case, the task of improving his sword skills today has been completed, and the rest will be discussed later.

Looking at the sky, it is almost time to patrol the streets.

Song Changming dressed neatly and asked his parents to lock the doors and windows before leaving.

Every winter, especially at the beginning of the new year, there will always be many foreign refugees pouring into the county town.

There will also be many bandits who want to take advantage of the joyous moment to create some chaos in order to fish in troubled waters.

Therefore, the security problem in the city during this period is somewhat serious. The patrol guards in the Patrol Armor Division not only have no rest, but their duties have become more arduous.

Even the fire-carrying night watchmen like Song Changming are arranged to have a large number of people at night to deter the scoundrels.

"Changming, did you go to see the Changhe Lantern Festival on the Piaoxiang Painting Boat yesterday? It was so beautiful, and the people inside were also cough cough"

Li Fuan seemed to feel a little bit vulgar when he said the latter part, and he couldn't help but stop.

"No, I'll go and see it when I have the chance in the future." Song Changming smiled lightly.

"There are opportunities, but you need money to get on the boat. If you can get in and enjoy it once in this life, you will die without regrets." Li Fuan said, and it can be seen that he is quite envious of those who can get on the boat.

Those are either rich or noble in the county city.

Although he lived in Houli Street, he was just a low-level night watchman. He could only watch from afar such luxurious places and could not be there in person.

The two were chatting when suddenly a signal cigarette rose into the sky in the street not far away.