My imagination has come true

Chapter 43
"call!"

Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxed, and he sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

The furious voice of the uninvited guest, as well as the little dissatisfaction of classmate Mu, really have a relaxing effect, and the tension just now dissipated a little.

Countless inexplicable thoughts flashed through Zhao Yang's mind, and he was still a little excited. When he looked up, he saw that student Mu seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head.

He instantly met Shang Mu's clear eyes.

Zhao Yang: "..."

Mu Qingyun's eyes widened and he was stunned. He covered his face with his hands, and his ears turned red.

Zhao Yang regained his composure, and went to look at Xiao Ning who was said to be a 'bodyguard' at first.

Xiao Ning was also obviously embarrassed, squatting on the top of the rockery, with half of her body covered in mud and fallen leaves on her hair, she said awkwardly, "I really made a move just now, but it's not as fast as your hidden weapon, Junior Sister Mu."

Zhao Yang thought for a while, it seemed that Xiao Ning also jumped out just now, but just as he hit it, he was hit with a stick by that person and fell into the bushes by the artificial lake.

Xiao Ning coughed and sighed: "I'll tell Mr. Qiao later that I won't take my salary, and I'll get my two senior brothers to give him three months' work for nothing."

Mu Qingyun reached out and made a gesture of invitation.

Xiao Ning quickly took out two newspapers from his backpack and stuffed them in: "The heir of Hao Shan of Kunwu Sword, and Sun Bing's son of Tai'a Sword have an appointment for a free-for-all competition. Our Wulin Daily publishes a welfare lottery. Note--"

While talking, Xiao Ning finally 'floated' out of the wall and disappeared.

Mu Qingyun stared at the wall for a few seconds, then turned around and walked to the side of the rockery, and gently pulled down the stone carving on the rockery.

Zhao Yang only heard a click, and a trap door appeared in the southeast. The trap door opened, and there was a sound of footsteps, and classmate Mu walked up the stone steps.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Zhao Yang: "..."

After a long silence, Zhao Yang whispered, "Did I discover some secrets that I shouldn't know?"

Mu Qingyun said helplessly: "Is that right? Student Zhao, don't think too complicatedly. You really haven't discovered the magical world that needs to be tapped on the wall with a wooden stick to reveal it."

While talking, Mu Qingyun sat down slowly, looked at Zhao Yang in blank dismay, and remained silent for a while.

Of course, she didn't have time to read the small script written by Teacher Xiao Fang. It is said that Mr. Qiao studied it three or five times.

Mr. Qiao was very considerate and gave him three packs of Coptis chinensis, enough for him to boil and drink for a year and a half.

Mu Qingyun looked at Zhao Yang, silently opened the newspaper in his hand, glanced at it, and handed it over.

Mr. Qiao is really a big hand. For this play, he actually bought a newspaper office seriously, and really took out the anecdotes and strange things in their circle to write for fun.

"There have been many people practicing martial arts in the Ming Dynasty since ancient times. We also grew up listening to the legends of hermits and masters. Even today, there is indeed a 'world' far away from us. I don't know much about it. They call themselves the 'Secret Realm' in their circle? Anyway, the titles are not uniform, it is similar."

"It's just because I recently worshiped a master, I know a little bit, and I'm not an expert."

Mu Qingyun smiled, "I know, classmate Zhao must be very curious when he saw that, and I don't want you to go back at night and think about it so that you can't sleep."

"It's a coincidence that I just got a gossip tabloid in the circle, which is equivalent to our weekly entertainment magazine. It should be more reliable. After all, if the things published in their tabloids are too scandalous, it is very likely that they will be published in the middle of the night. People wear sacks."

"I took a look. This issue involves the circle, um, the expert."

"A master? Is there really a martial art that can fly over walls?"

Zhao Yang suddenly thought of the Xiao Ning whom he had seen just now who was suspected to be able to "shrink the bones", and the unexpected visitor who used a crutch with a thunderous momentum, and suddenly became nervous.

Which boy has never dreamed of learning unrivaled martial arts and acting as a chivalrous man?

Although when I grow up, I know very well that martial arts, even if it is not completely deceptive, is not as magical as imagined.

And I'm afraid even if there is a white-bearded grandfather who comes to the door with a cheat book, someone like him who has his own life plan will not learn it.

Practicing martial arts exhaustingly, for what?What can I do after learning martial arts?
Zhao Yang is very sensible, but at this moment, a world completely different from his life is held in his hands, which still makes people feel unspeakably excited.

Gently unfold the newspaper, the headline on the second page - Lei Shaopeng, the descendant of Thunderbolt Hall, has researched 370 five kinds of changing fireworks, which were successfully unveiled at the Tianlan Winter Olympics.

Zhao Yang: "..."

Mu Qingyun said with a smile: "Thunder Martial Hall didn't engage in firearms decades ago, and people in the circle must abide by the law. How well does their family do fireworks? They have the skills and earn enough money, and However, there are more than a dozen people, and every household has a house and land, so doing a little business at will is enough to support the family and practice martial arts."

"Unlike those schools that purely practice martial arts, martial arts practice consumes a lot of resources every day. Many of them are unable to make ends meet. They have to take on various part-time jobs, such as handing out leaflets, delivering couriers, moving bricks on the construction site, and doing anything."

Zhao Yang: "..."

Mu Qingyun blurted out a word, her teeth sore - ah, why did she say this, she blamed Teacher Jia for burying 'jianghu masters' every day!
Zhao Yang was silent for a long while, then continued to flip through the newspaper, and found the headline on the front page—"Badao Village and Zhujianzhuang's third annual melee fight record!! The consequences are serious!!"

His eyes tightened slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he scanned the entire text at a glance.

"..."

Come on, what a serious consequence!
A fight broke out between the two sects, breaking eleven brooms, two rolling pins, and lost three chickens and one goose, scaring two children to tears.

Zhao Yang: "??"

The whole text is to emphasize repeatedly that although no one has suffered more than minor injuries, this kind of behavior is absolutely not advocated. The village cadres went to mediate, and they all accepted the mediation obediently, and they were not allowed to cause trouble.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

If she remembered correctly, their purpose was to strengthen student Zhao's sense of crisis.If you continue to read this newspaper, you still feel a sense of crisis, which has become a big joke.

Sure enough, Zhao Yang watched with a slight smile on his face.

However, Zhao Yang just thought it was funny at first, but then he was fascinated by it. He only felt that an incomparably real "urban rivers and lakes" was unfolding in front of him, and he was quite excited for a while.

Especially when I saw the Baixiao forum published later, I saw the first sword in the south of the Yangtze River, the first sword in Saibei, the top ten in the Tianjiao list, etc.

Seeing the description of the first sword in the south of the Yangtze River, Junzijian Fang Shuo, I imagined him at the age of 23, in the prime of his life, holding his girlfriend in one hand, and unleashing the sword in the other hand. After the sword was unleashed, more than 30 masters unloaded their armor. grace.

Zhao Yang's heart was shaken.

(End of this chapter)