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

The treasure competition lasted for three days, and then the northern caravan cleared the goods and left the city.

Song Changming only went there to join in the fun on the first day, and did not go there again for the next two days.

In a blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching.

This year, the Song residence is no longer deserted.

On the day, there is an endless stream of people coming to visit, give gifts and make friends.

Just like the scene when Song's father brought Song Changming to visit the Zhao family, the house was crowded with people.

Those who are well-informed have known the power structure of the current patrol department early.

After Liang Chuanshan took office, Song Changming was the most important person among the six patrol chiefs.

In terms of status, Zhao Dezhi is a thing of the past, and the most popular one is the young hero from the old Song family.

The patrol chief is only 20 years old.

This year, too many people want to get close to Song Changming, make friends with him, and establish friendships and connections.

But unfortunately, there are not many people who can really talk to Song Changming.

In order to avoid being entangled in favors, he rarely accepts expensive gifts. Most of them are directly asking the other party what they want, and only accepting them if they can solve the problem. If there is any difficulty, he will directly refuse.

Others want to establish friendship with him, but in fact he also needs to establish his own network of contacts in the county city.

With connections, sometimes when you need to do something, it is just a matter of a word, which is very convenient, and you don’t have to do everything yourself in the future.

Of course, in the process of establishing this network, he will also conduct appropriate screening, and only choose suitable people with bottom lines to communicate with.

"The shopkeeper of Xiangyun Restaurant sent five jars of premium Baihua wine and three hundred kilograms of Taiyuan rice."

"Tailor Li sent five rolls of premium silk and three pieces of porcelain."

"Zhenwei Escort Agency sent a premium horse from Beiyuan, a precious sword, and five pieces of jade."

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Mother Song made a list, and according to Song Changming's instructions, those who accepted the gifts would be fine, and those who returned them.

Even though he didn't accept all the gifts, Song Changming still had a lot more items in his hands by the evening.

There were fine wines and rice, as well as silk and satin, jade and porcelain, and even BMW and precious swords.

Not to mention, most of the gifts chosen by these people were also useful to Song Changming.

It is estimated that the total value of these gifts is probably hundreds of silver!

Especially the good horse, which came from the bitter cold land in the north. It has strong endurance and leg strength, and its appearance is also very good. He likes it very much.

Although he can't use it much when he is on duty in the city, it is like having a private car at home. Even if it is covered with dust every day, it will always come in handy in the future.

"It's better to be an official. I have worked hard for most of my life, and the property I have saved is not as much as the gifts my son received this year." Song's father shook his head and sighed.

"Dad, what's mine is yours, why do you have to divide it so clearly." Song Changming couldn't help but laugh.

"That's true." Song's father just said casually.

It's normal for his son to be sought after when he gets on the rise.

"It's been a few years since Yu'er got married, why is there still no movement?" Song's mother suddenly said at dinner in the evening.

"Maybe Huaiming has been busy with his duties. Let's wait and see. She will get pregnant sooner or later." Song's father said so.

"By the way, Changming, there are many people who come to propose marriage today. They are all good girls with good family conditions in the city." Song's mother said, and then turned the topic to Song Changming.

Now that life is better, her daughter's pregnancy and her son's marriage have become the two things she worries about most.

"Mom, don't worry." Song Changming has no intention of getting married for the time being, so he immediately made excuses.

After dinner, Song Changming continued to practice martial arts in the cold courtyard.

Suddenly, a blessing came to his mind, and the long sword raised a sharpness that had never been seen before.

A little silver light sprinkled in the air, and Song Changming's moves became faster and sharper, and his posture became lighter and more agile.

In his mind, the experience of practicing swords day after day in the past gradually intertwined into one, summing up a new feeling.

This feeling is so perfect that it directly made his sword skills reach a higher level!

Buzz!

The long sword rang lightly, like countless birds flying up, stirring up pieces of phantom light during the flight, and the wind whirlpools they rolled up were unique and sharp.

In a flash of lightning, Song Changming himself didn't know how many knives he had just stabbed.

On his sword, a new sword force was condensed.

Unlike the sinister and treacherous Soul-Breaking Knife, this knife is even more swift, like the wind and lightning, like a bird flying into the forest, and the mighty momentum of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix!

Song Changming tapped the iron stake with his toes, jumped over the roof, and threw himself under the silver moonlight, his shadow really looked like a wild goose.

Then, his body suddenly spun sideways, falling rapidly, and the long knife slashed down fiercely.

In a trance, there seemed to be countless birds singing, loud and high.

The knife fell, and the blade stopped only an inch from the ground. The whistling knife wind swept violently on the floor of the yard, and it took a long time to calm down.

Song Changming slowly stood up, made a knife flower, and a smile appeared on his face.

[Flying Swallow Style: Minor Success (0/6000)]

After almost half a year of polishing, his Flying Swallow Style finally succeeded!

Originally, he estimated that it would take at least until next year to break through the Flying Swallow Style, but this time the progress exceeded his expectations.

A set of perfect Soul-Breaking Swords laid a very solid foundation for his sword skills, and was also the fundamental reason why he quickly mastered the Flying Swallow Style.

I'm afraid that Liu Xiangnan, who had already fled far away, would never have thought that the martial arts he taught to Song Changming would be practiced and achieved so quickly by him.

And the Feiyan style, which has reached the minor success stage, this high-level sword skill, has finally been practiced by Song Changming to develop sword momentum.

In terms of power, it can only be described as a qualitative change.

Until this moment, Song Changming truly realized the obvious difference between high-level martial arts and low-level martial arts.

Song Changming compared his Soul-Breaking Sword with the Feiyan style. The Feiyan style, which has only entered the minor success stage, is much better than the Soul-Breaking Sword in the perfect stage in terms of the use of sword momentum and the exquisiteness of the moves.

The same power of a sword, the difference is immediately judged.

The Hundred Birds Sword Moment of the Feiyan style will become his new killer move!

After tonight, his strength will be greatly improved.

At noon that day, Xiangyun Restaurant.

Song Changming and Lu Gang sat at a table to eat and drink, and there were six or seven other tables, where their respective patrol team members sat.

Not far away, a rude diner who wanted to eat a free meal and asked for credit just started to curse a few words, and suddenly noticed Song Changming's gaze, and his back suddenly felt cold.

He shrank his neck, dared not say another word, paid the meal and left quickly with his head down.

"Hey, you didn't care about this kind of trivial matter in the past?" Lu Gang said in surprise.

Unless the other party fought in public, otherwise, the patrol guards would not bother to pay too much attention to a little verbal dispute.

"My father loves to drink this Baihua Niang." Song Changming said casually, looking out the window.

Lu Gang instantly understood that the owner of this Xiangyun Restaurant was probably connected with Song Changming.

On weekdays, it would be reasonable for Song Changming to take care of him.

"Oh, I also love to drink this Baihua Niang, why doesn't anyone send me some." Lu Gang shook his head and said to himself.

Song Changming ignored Lu Gang's teasing, and his attention fell on a man wearing a bamboo hat outside the window.

This man was short and had a quick pace. When he saw the patrol guards coming towards him with a cold look, he turned around and disappeared at the entrance of a street in a blink of an eye.

Song Changming narrowed his eyes slightly. His years of experience in the industry told him that there was something wrong with this man.

"Brother Lu, stop eating, the merit is coming."