The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

　　　　 Zhang Hao mixed in the crowd, watching with the villagers. The grandson of Nanas, as the sentry young man said, with purple-red hair, blue eyes, bright and energetic, unstoppable self-confidence, thick eyebrows, face with Chinese characters, full of heroism. Colored aristocratic costumes, embroidered with a blue shield-shaped aristocratic coat of arms on the chest, a long sword with a black scabbard is pinned on the left waist, and a tall horse with white hair and black hoof stands beside him, an unusual **** Hansome. This is a knight noble.

The nobleman pressed his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, knelt down with his left foot on one knee, and gave a knightly ceremony to the old man. The noisy crowd calmed down, only to hear the nobleman quietly say: "Grandpa, grandson did not live up to it. Your expectation is back from graduating from the Royal Academy." At the end of the conversation, his voice swallowed hard and tears flowed down.

　　The crowd onlookers cheered suddenly, and some even blew the whistle. Everyone was happy for the old man Nanas. Amidst the cheers, Nanas tremblingly lifted up his grandson, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said: "Just come back, just come back." He pulled the grandson and walked home.

　　 Christine had been waiting at the door, and greeted them when they came back. Zhang Hao looked from a distance, the young man licked Christine's forehead lovingly, and Christine tugged at the front of the nobleman's chest and sobbed slightly. Zhang Hao turned around and didn't want to look at such a heavenly affiliation anymore. The more saddened he felt that when he could go home, his parents must be crying too.

　　 The three Nanass entered the house, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed. Zhang Hao walked aimlessly in the village for a while, and finally made a decision, let's go.

　　 After two months, Zhang Hao learned roughly about the dangers of this world from the villagers’ rumors. Birds in the sky, beasts on the ground, and fish swimming in the water may hide murderous intent, and the fierceness of fire spiders is still fierce. I am good at swordsmanship, so let's find a sword first.

　　 Uncle Jack is the only blacksmith in the village. The villagers’ **** and sickle are all made by him. Zhang Hao stood outside the door for a while, settled, and started knocking on the door. After a while, the door opened, and a strong, dark-skinned man in his forties came out.

　　 "Uncle Jack, do you have a good sword?"

　　 Jack stared into Zhang Hao's eyes, making Zhang Hao quite puzzled. After a while, he turned back to the room and took out a long sword. The scabbard was made of unknown animal skins and had not been decorated. Zhang Hao's sword was an ordinary iron sword, and it was not very sharp, but for Zhang Hao, it was enough.

　　 Zhang Hao casually put a sword flower in his hand, the sword is very good, and the weight is just right, without any discomfort.

　　 "Are you going to leave without saying goodbye?" Jack asked suddenly.

　　 "How do you know?" Zhang Hao was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Jack touched his chin, and said with a little pride: "It can be seen that our village can't hold your eagle. I have heard Nanas' granddaughter say that you get up early every day and take one. The branches practice a sword technique that is very similar to slow dance." Looking at Zhang Hao jokingly, he said jokingly: "Slow dance really matches your portrait."

　　 Zhang Hao was dumb for a while. He had never heard of the relationship between the Tai Chi Two-Yi swordsmanship and the portrait. In addition, Zhang Hao never thought of himself as an eagle, at most a chick with folded wings.

Zhang Hao returned the sword into its sheath, bowed to Jack, and said, "Farewell to Grandpa Nanas and Christine for me." After a pause, he said, "Thank you for the sword, uncle." After speaking, he turned around and left. If you go down, you might be reluctant to leave.

　　Jack walked out of the house, watched Zhang Hao out of the village, sighed, looked at Narnas’s house, and muttered to himself: “That girl Christine, I’m afraid I’ll be sad for a while.”

　　 Not long after leaving the village, Zhang Hao cursed himself at Meng Lang, penniless. Isn't he going to be a beggar? Turning back again, I didn’t feel better, and I didn’t want it. I was in trouble, my forehead flashed out, and he shouted: "There is a way." When people see it, they will be shocked: "What a quick wind technique."

　　 It's already afternoon, Zhang Hao is carrying a branch of the enchantment tree on his shoulders, and he runs his internal strength under his feet to make the light work rush all the way. Judging from the villagers' reaction to the branches of the enchantment tree, this thing should be worthless. If you bring it to the city and sell it, you should be able to collect money for a period of time to eat.

　　 During these two months, Zhang Hao read the map hanging in the room whenever he had time, and knew the geography of the world quite well. There is a city in the south of the village, the city named Krocco. Judging from the distance marked on the map, the actual distance between the two places is approximate. . . Zhang Hao didn't know. He just listened to the villagers saying that if you take a horse-drawn carriage, you can leave in the morning and arrive in the evening.

　　 Zhang Hao calculated carefully and decided to use 40% of his internal strength to urge Ti Yunzong, so that the speed is definitely more than four times that of the carriage, he can support more than six hours of continuous running, and he can definitely rush to Krocco City before dark. A day in this world is almost 24 hours, but the unit of time they use is twice that on the earth, that is, one'taka' hour here is equal to two hours on the earth, and there are a total of twelve taka hours in a day.

　　 was faster than expected, it was still early, and a tall city wall appeared on the horizon, Zhang Hao smiled with joy, and the speed was even faster. Not far below the city, put away the light work, carried the branches, and walked slowly towards the city gate.

When I walked closer, I discovered that there was a moat about five meters wide and four meters deep outside the city wall. A suspension bridge about six meters wide connected the city gate and the land here. Caravans and citizens carrying goods were on the bridge. Coming and going, Zhang Hao followed a caravan into the city.

Zhang Hao's desperate appearance, carrying a branch, caused many citizens to laugh. When he saw that it was an enchantment tree with white leaves, he couldn't laugh anymore. Instead, he looked at Zhang Hao with envy. . After walking around on the street for a while, Zhang Hao was deciding to ask someone to ask if the branch could be sold there. A teenager about the same age as Zhang Hao came up and asked, "You want to sell this branch." Drop it?"

　　 "Yes." Zhang Hao nodded, the young man with green hair and green eyes was also a commoner.

"My family bought this thing. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" the boy touched the leaves on the branch and praised: "The leaves are still very fresh and should be worth 50 silver coins. Come with me." The boy finished speaking and left. Lead the way.

　　50 silver coins, Zhang Hao was overjoyed, he was still quite smart. You know, 1 silver coin is equivalent to one or two silvers in ancient China, and 5 silver coins are enough to cover the entire year's expenses of the Nass family. Along the way, Zhang Hao discovered that as long as it is a luxury house, there must be trees in front of and behind the house, and some even plant a few trees to surround the house. The houses that do not plant the tree of enchantment are mostly ordinary bungalows.

　　 Qiguai and Baguai came to the front of a shop, and a sign stood outside the door: a store specializing in magic items, and he entered the shop with the boy. As the name suggests, the shop is filled with weird things, such as staff, crystal balls, charms, and colorful ores. A middle-aged man with a flat appearance is checking with two notebooks behind the counter in the middle.

The young man took the branch from Zhang Hao’s shoulder, placed it gently in front of the middle-aged man, and said with a little triumph: "Dad, I met a tree that sells enchantment. The leaves are still very fresh. The city lord’s wife will definitely do I like it.” The middle-aged man stopped his work and checked the leaves. As the boy said, they were really fresh. Then he touched the cuts of the branches with his fingers as usual. He was taken aback. When Zhang Hao and the young man were staring so hard, when Zhang Hao and the young man were strange, the middle-aged man slapped the counter and pointed at the door and shouted at the young man: "Quickly, please go to the city lord's wife, and say there are the freshest ones. The tree of thousand-year enchantment is here, go quickly."

The young man was taken aback and stumbled towards the door. The middle-aged figure picked up the treasure, staring at the leaves with his eyes beaming, and kept his hands rubbing back and forth between the branches and leaves, without paying attention to Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao was at a loss, but he guessed it by seven or eight points. He seemed to be lucky.