Xiuxian: The longer you live, the better your talent!

Chapter 22 Longevity
Faster than expected!
Lu Changsheng shot several arrows in a row, and the arrows hit the target, making Zhao Hu, who was looking at him, almost choke on his nostrils with a sip of wine.

"Why are you so accurate!"

This wasn't the first time he watched Lu Changsheng practice archery, but it was good if two or three arrows could hit the bull's-eye. The rest of the time, he just wandered around the bull's-eye.

Of course, such archery skills are still very rare for many ordinary people.

It was definitely the first time I had seen him hit three or four arrows in a row like today.

"If you practice more and accumulate enough, you will naturally feel better!" Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and the joy in his heart calmed down.

"If I let you practice martial arts, you might actually be able to achieve something!" Zhao Hu said.

"Maybe?"

"Hehe, this martial arts training is not that simple. I heard that it requires talent!" Zhao Hu smiled helplessly.

Back then, he had also thought about this matter. Although warriors were not as noble as scholars, if they succeeded in cultivation, they would be no worse than the former.

However, the threshold of a martial artist was a bit higher than that of a scholar. He spent three or four years trying hard and had to give up the idea.

Therefore, he has a little understanding of martial arts.

"Gen Gu? Could it be that the Gen Gu talent on my panel is actually a talent for martial arts training?"

Lu Changsheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

If this is the case, then wouldn't his own martial arts skills be extremely poor?
"Does Uncle Zhao know how to look at root bones?"

"I don't know! Martial arts people have a lot of sects. It's not that difficult for ordinary people to enter this sect! However, I heard that martial arts talent can often be seen from the appearance! I just don't know if it's true!" Zhao Hu said.

The wine in the jug has reached the bottom.

Wang Heihou watched him hang the jug upside down, and the last few drops of wine fell into his mouth, with a hint of heartache on his face.

Tonight, for the New Year’s Eve, everyone gave up a lot of coppers to prepare the New Year’s dinner, and specially added two jugs of wine, each with 60 coppers.

Li Guangguan was afraid that the wine would spill out when he poured the wine into the wine jar, so he used a wine bucket to pour the wine from the wine jar into the prepared wine jug.

Just this pot of wine can be sold for 20 coppers at the Pedestrian Inn. At this time, the New Year's dinner has not started yet, and Zhao Hu has finished it. How can you not feel heartbroken?
"Kid, drink less!" Zhao Hu said calmly, as if he had sensed Wang Heihou's gaze.

"You're not young anymore. In a year or two, you'll be able to marry a wife!" Wang Heihou muttered.

A smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

There is an eldest brother in his family who is about the same age as him. Based on his family conditions, after his eldest brother marries a wife, he will definitely have to wait a few years before he can help him.

However, he is not afraid now, he can make money.

"When the time comes to bring a few taels of silver back with me, won't the girls in the village let me choose?"

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but look at Li Guanggu not far away. I imagined that Li Guanggu had become his mother-in-law. Then I pointed at him coldly with my hands on my hips. Suddenly my heart was excited and I came back to my senses.

No, no, this temper is too fierce. She is not suitable to be my mother-in-law. I'd better give it to Changsheng!
Niu Dazhuang was cooking food aside, occasionally looking up at this harmonious scene with a simple and honest smile on his face.

The old mother is in poor health, and the eldest brother has to do farm work during the day, so he is the one who prepares the food for the family, and he is very skilled in preparing the meals.

At night, clusters of lights lit up in Heishan Mansion, reflecting the entire night sky in a bustling scene.

Several people gathered around a square table and happily ate the New Year's dinner.

When the atmosphere came up, Zhao Hu couldn't help blushing and chatting.

He talked about the strange things that happened in the village, saying that he ran out of the village at night and met a talking wolf.

Everyone's hearts tightened and they quickly asked, how did you escape later?
Zhao Hu then said: "The wild werewolf stood up and looked at me, but he didn't have any intention of eating me. He just said that he saw a colorful light descending from the village, so he came to have a look, and then said that I Fate is honorable, and you will surely stand out in the future!"

He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and said longingly: "That's why I had the idea of ​​coming to Heishan Mansion, but -"

"What's so special about it! I'm 36 this year, and in a few years, I can prepare a coffin for myself!"

"How could Uncle Zhao die so easily? At least he must live to 96!" Lu Changsheng laughed.

As for the 'wolf fairy' that the other party said, he didn't take it to heart.

Where in the world do monsters and ghosts come from?
Based on his understanding of the world, these words were probably said with added jealousy.

"96? Do you really think I'm a god?" Zhao Hu laughed.

"By the way, what are the dreams of the four of you? Tell us!"

"I want to make more money, and then marry a beautiful woman, so that everyone in the village will envy me!" Wang Heihou drank two glasses of wine, and became a little confused, so he answered first.

"Superficial!" Zhao Hu snorted.

Wang Heihou said unhappily: "Where are you?"

"Me? Of course I'm an official! Only in a high position can I control my dignity!" He seemed to have thought of something, clenched the wine glass in his hand, and said in a deep voice.

"Then what I just said doesn't count, I—" Wang Heihou didn't want to be compared to Zhao Hu, so he said hastily, but for a while, he didn't seem to have any new ideas about his dream.

Just when he was about to give up dejectedly, he suddenly thought of a figure, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "I want to be that majestic person! If you want to scold others, scold others!"

He originally wanted to be a 'robber', but he felt that this dream sounded a bit too alternative, so he could only say this.

Zhao Hu laughed, "Isn't that an official?"

"That's right if you say so!"

Wang Heihou pursed his lips and said, then looked at Lu Changsheng, "What about you? Changsheng?"

Immediately, several people pricked up their ears.

If among the few of them, whose dream they want to know the most, it must be Lu Changsheng!
"Live forever!" Lu Changsheng said with a smile.

If you can really live forever!
After all, no one has to say that dreams must come true, right?
"Hey~ He really wants to be a fairy!" Zhao Hu and Wang Heihou laughed.

"Pumpkin, what about you!"

"I..." Li Guangquan suddenly lowered his head and said in an imperceptible voice: "I... am also immortal, right?"

"Another child who was poisoned by a storyteller! I didn't say that this immortal life is really unreliable, and I don't want to be the emperor!"

Lu Changsheng frowned, "Drink less wine, just talk nonsense!"

That's not to say that this idea can't be entertained. As a time traveler, if you want to be the emperor, you value this position.

However, it cannot be said at this time.

Fortunately, on the night of the New Year's Eve, there was no Black Mountain Army patrolling outside, otherwise if you listened to it, you would lose a layer of skin if you didn't die.

But he didn't notice. When Li Gugua finished speaking, he quietly glanced at his side face. That little face was a little blurred under the light in the distance!
It doesn't matter what Niu Dazhuang's dream is. After laughing, Wang Heihou fell headlong under the table.

He was afraid that he might accidentally knock over something on the table, so he rolled under the table with great perseverance.

Zhao Hu laughed at him because he had a small belly and could not hold such a small amount of wine. It was really embarrassing, and then he also fell down.

Sometimes I giggle, and sometimes I burst into tears.

"Alcohol does not make people drunk, everyone gets drunk!"

Lu Changsheng sighed helplessly, and helped the drunken two to lie down with the other two.

Seeing that it was still early, the three of them sat on the stone steps and looked at the lights in the distance.

Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of opera coming one after another.

"I heard that tonight the gentlemen in the city have invited the nobles to sing an opera!"

Li Gugua said softly.

Many of today's ingredients cannot be purchased near Xingjiao Inn, and can only be brought into the city, so I came into contact with some things.

"What kind of show are you singing?"

"Beauty smiles!"

"I don't understand!" Lu Changsheng shook his head.

In his previous life, he was not interested in opera, let alone now.

Li Guanggu curled her lips. During the day, she specifically inquired with an old woman carefully about this opera, and she also got some understanding of "Beauty Smile". She wanted to tell Lu Changsheng about it, but when she saw him... He looked uninterested and could only hide it in his heart.

It seems good to sit down for a while!
But, in my heart, there is always a little bit of regret!
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(End of this chapter)