Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Tai'an Square is located on the east side of the outer city, exit Nanmen Hutong, cross a cross street and turn right.

Next to the official residence of the Siyamen, the soldiers and horses of the East Five Cities, is the Hall of Martial Arts.

Along the way, Ji Yuan enjoyed his meal.

From the dried duck, goose feet and tiger skin meat in Shangde Restaurant, to the Longxu noodles and duck blood vermicelli soup in street shops.

After eating enough food for a few people, I filled my stomach and calmed down the strong hunger after practicing the exercises.

"Strengthening the body externally, and strengthening the Qi internally, the two are mutually reinforcing. The stronger the body, the better the effect of the breathing technique."

Ji Yuan finished the last bite of the sesame cake, and asked for a bowl of water to rinse his mouth.

He wiped his mouth clean and stood beside the food stall set up by the hawker.

It is facing the gate of the lecture hall, and there is an endless stream of cars outside, with the flags of different generals and families.

The semi-annual Wuju exam is about to begin again.

The generals on various hills are noble and noble, and naturally they will not be ignored.

The fame of Wu Juren is a suitable starting point.

In the future, it doesn't matter whether he joins the army on the nine sides, or devolves to the state capital.

Naturally, he is one head higher than others.

"Long time no see, Brother Jiu, why do you have time to eat and drink today?"

Ji Yuan leaned against the wooden beams of the shed to keep out the wind and rain, when his mind was floating, a voice suddenly came from the side.

He didn't move, just glanced out of the corner of his eyes.

He was a round-faced young man in his twenties, handsome and smart.

The upper body is rough cloth bunt, and the lower body is trousers and straw sandals.

"Ping Xiaoliu, why are you not working at the Yongding River wharf, why are you going to Dongcheng for the soldiers and horses?"

Ji Yuan did a cursory search before remembering who this person was.

There are many three religions and nine classes in the outer city, and there are various people living in several houses in Nanmen Hutong.

This Ping Xiaoliu, his father is a smuggled salt dealer, working under the help of salt helpers to make a living.

At a young age, he dropped out of school early to do business together.

He is very smart and pleasant to talk about. If there is no accident, he should be able to take over his father's family business and become bigger and stronger.

"Ninth brother, don't you know that these days, the sects in the outer city are very evil and unprovoked, and people are dying every day."

Ping Xiaoliu did not hide it, and told it frankly.

"In over a month, three watchmen and two secret prostitutes died.

The day before yesterday, my father invited a steward of the Yan Gang to drink, but he didn't expect to drink half of it. When it was almost the second watch, he could not find anyone.

It wasn't until dawn that the body was found in the stable. Half of my face was gnawed, and I lost one leg and two arms. It was so miserable that I didn't eat for a day.

Brother Jiu, you also know that if someone died, this is a major event, so don't accompany my father to report the crime. "

Although Ji Yuan is a charioteer, he is an official figure.

Because he never blackmailed the traders and exploited the people.

It has a good reputation in the neighborhood.

Therefore, illicit salt dealers like Ping Xiaoliu did not shy away from anything.

"Died in the stables, the body was separated, the face was damaged... Is this the encounter with a beast?"

Ji Yuan raised an eyebrow, feeling weird.

The occupational habits of his previous life made him subconsciously begin to analyze the cause of death and search for motives.

"Ninth brother, the most bizarre thing is that you know where the steward's missing legs and arms were found in the end?

The legs are in Anmin Square, and the arms run to Changshou Square. These two squares are separated by seven or eight streets! What the hell! "

Ping Xiaoliu seemed to have lingering fears, his face was a bit ugly, and he shook his head and said.

"So, when it's dark and it's night, don't go out.

Don't always take advantage of the lax curfew in outer cities, there is only one life, and if it is gone, it will be gone. "

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed for a moment, and he asked softly.

It seems that this world may really have strange and strange things that are difficult to explain with common sense.

Not surprisingly, this case should eventually be handed over to Beizhen Fusi.

"Ninth brother, you know me well. I never go to Goulan to listen to music, just waiting to save enough money to marry the daughter of the old Wang family."

Ping Xiaoliu scratched his head, smiled, and turned to ask:

"By the way, Brother Jiu, aren't you from Beizhen Fusi? What are you doing at Wucheng Soldier? Are you visiting?"

Ji Yuan raised his chin, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said lightly:

"Did you see the martial arts hall opposite? I ran there."

Ping Xiaoliu widened his eyes, looked Ji Yuan up and down several times, then gave a thumbs up and said:

"As expected of the Ninth Brother! Tai'anfang's large and small martial arts halls and gangs have dared to go to the martial arts hall in the past few years, but not a single one!

Whether it is successful or not, you are this! The number one character! "

Ji Yuan smiled, not caring about the compliment.

The master of the martial arts hall, the worship of the gang, in the final analysis, they are just Jianghu people who want to make a living.

Where can you compare to taking care of your body from a young age and practicing guns and sticks.

The generals who even hold autumn and winter hunting every year and fight tigers and leopards in person?

From ancient times to the present, the pattern of rivers and lakes has been a confrontation between righteous and demons.

Numerous Taoist traditions and countless sects have spawned generations of top-notch peers with unparalleled demeanor.

Until the saint was born, he overthrew the savage dynasty in one fell swoop.

The group of aliens were expelled to the 100,000-strong mountain, and the Jiubian Army Town was established as a solid barrier.

After the founding of the country, Jing Chao stepped on the rivers and lakes with iron horses.

Even the orthodox sects, the magic sects, and all the brains were eradicated.

From then on, the people of Jing Chao wanted to climb the martial arts and forge themselves.

There is only one way.

That is to enter the martial arts hall!

Because the best martial arts in the world, the best great Dan, are all in the hands of the imperial court.

"Apart from the six true lineages who bowed their heads to the imperial court early, there is no one who dares to say that he is a master of the arena."

Ji Yuan restrained his mind, this time is different from the past.

The four characters of the imperial court eagle and dog represent the will of the sage and the laws of the Jing Dynasty.

It is a legitimate and lawful institution of violence.

Compared with the inner disciples and true disciples of any sect, he has a much brighter future.

"So, since ancient times, Kao Gong has been the only way out."

Ji Yuan thought so, waved at Ping Xiaoliu, and strode towards the lecture hall.

On the left and right of the gate, there are stone carvings full of two people's height, vermilion gate, shiny copper nails, full of majesty.

Ji Yuan stepped over the threshold, and the first thing that caught his eye was a martial arts field that was covered with yellow mud and paved with blue bricks.

On both sides are displayed swords, spears, swords and halberds, and eighteen weapons.

More than a dozen young people dressed in strong suits and strong vigor, either caught up in the competition, or practiced alone.

The sound of shouting is endless.

"Beijing Fusi? What's the matter?"

A clerk with a moustache asked Ji Yuan.

Jiangwutang is neither a Qingshui Yamen nor a poor beauty.

It belongs to a special agency under the six ministries.

The Ministry of Household allocates the money, the Ministry of Personnel checks the candidates, and the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment dug up the walls.

As for the Ministry of Industry?

The craftsmen in Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan didn't care about foreign objects at all.

Except for the semi-annual martial arts competition, it will be more lively.

Usually it's the door, and it's very deserted.

"Ji Yuan, Fusi of Beizhen, wants to enter the martial arts hall."

Ji Yuan cupped his hands and replied.

"The Cloud Eagle Robe... is a charioteer.

Ji? Are you the partial house of the Vietnamese government? Or from Marquis Yangwu? "

The clerk was holding a pamphlet ready to register.

He was a little strange in his heart, he had never seen any general Chong Xungui go to Beizhen Fusi as a horse.

Accumulating qualifications for gold plating is not such a trick.

Heilongtai has two yamen in the north and south, directly under the commander of the sage who has the means to reach the sky and has won the trust of the saints.

Whether it is the prince of the country, or several princes.

She has always avoided it, for fear of being too close and causing suspicion and misunderstanding.

"None of them. I am the Ji clan of Liaodong, and I belong to the unknown junior generation, and I am not a noble family."

Ji Yuan is neither humble nor arrogant, just smiles.

"Liaodong, originally from a military household, no wonder he is so reckless.

Young man, listen to my advice and get rid of the idea of ​​relying on Wu Ju to stand out as soon as possible.

In the Thirty-sixth Square of Tianjing, in which year was the Wuju Ren who was not a disciple of a famous family?

Since the sage stopped coming to court, he hasn't been the champion of the poor family in nineteen years, let alone... sigh, let's go. "

The clerk's eyes widened in surprise at first, and then he kept shaking his head.

He has been staying in Tai'anfang, a martial arts hall, for ten years.

I have seen many unborn mud legs full of blood, participating in the martial arts competition.

At the beginning, they were all thinking of making a name for themselves and crowning the capital.

But in the end, few had a good ending.

Or choose the seed brother to be a personal guard in the housekeeping nursing home;

Either because of offending Xungui accidentally, he broke his hands and feet on the martial arts field, and even lost his life.

"Even the general Zong, who was known as the pillar of the southeast, who was ordinary and meritorious, was subjected to many suppressions when he entered the martial arts hall in the past. If he hadn't been appreciated by the nobles of the cabinet, he might not have achieved today's status."

The clerk sincerely advises.

"Don't look at Tai'anfang in the outer city, there are still many honors and honors, do you see the carriage outside the door? The second son of General Fengguo, the side room of General Xuanwei's family, and Wang Saburo, the nephew of Xiaoqiwei's family, is the first time here. My father was also a trainer of the forbidden army."

The implication is obvious, the threshold for teaching martial arts is not high, but the difficulty of getting ahead is not small.

You don't have a lot of family background, so don't join in the fun.

"Sir, I am very grateful for your kind words."

Ji Yuan's waist was straight, like a big gun, and said softly:

"But come here, I want to give it a try!"