Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 221 Ma Ji, Zilong Matchmaker

"The Kingdom of Rakshasa is twenty-six thousand miles to the east, across the yellow mud land three inches across the scorched sea... From the west came a young man named Ma Ji, a handsome, suave young man, a descendant of China..."

On the West Lake, there are vast expanse of blue waves, the drizzle is like weaving, and a reed can be used to navigate.

“I didn’t know what the song meant when I first heard it, but when I heard it again, I found out that it was the person in the song.”

Ma Ji held an oil-paper umbrella and stood on the bow of the boat. In a voice that only he could hear, he hummed a weird little tune that only he had heard before, and then expressed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Now he has just reached the age of sixteen, but he is already taller than an ordinary adult man. He has broad shoulders and a straight spine, a narrow waist and long legs. He also has a jade face and red lips, slender eyebrows and bright eyes. He is really as bright as a jade tree in the wind, and as graceful as an immortal banished in a troubled world. .

If it weren't for such great beauty, he wouldn't have been given the nickname "Handsome Man" by his classmates.

In this early spring, he was only wearing a thin scholar's green shirt, and he seemed not to be afraid of the chill that accompanied the wind and rain.

The song ended in a moment, and Ma Ji cast his deep gaze into the continuous rain, thinking about the sixteen years he had spent in this world without knowing it, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

He did not realize his past for the first ten years after his birth, and spent ten years of carefree innocence as Ma Ji.

It wasn't until the "Jade Capital Chonglou Viewing Method" practiced based on instinct broke through at the age of ten, and his soul sublimated and became a Yin Shen, that he finally remembered his first two lives.

【Host】Ma Ji (Ma Kongqun)

[Talent] God rewards hard work

The brilliance on the surface of the jade stele flows to form several lines of big gold characters, but the content is completely different from the previous life:

After all, in this life, he also has a bond that is difficult to break away, and also has responsibilities that he must bear.

With this in mind, his mind naturally immersed in consciousness and saw the mysterious jade tablet that was all white and flawless.

[Level] Seventh level of martial arts (4895/5000) Seventh level of Taoism (4763/5000)

In this world, not only the legendary Taoism exists, but the upper limit of martial arts is also far higher than that of the previous life. The world's martial arts and Taoism are divided into nine levels from high to low. A first-level warrior is called a "Martial Saint", and a first-level monk is called a "Martial Saint". "Zhenren" also has a common name called "Earth Immortal".

It should be noted that whether it is studying literature, martial arts or other miscellaneous subjects, it is never smooth sailing. Sometimes if you relax a little, you will stop making progress and retreat. Sometimes you will be stuck in a bottleneck and it will be difficult to make progress no matter how hard you try.

In this life, his name was Ma Ji. Although he was not the first person to win the title, he had taken the nickname Long Media after entering school. Together with the nickname "Junren" given by his classmates, he roughly determined the world he lived in and his identity.

Although he still had concerns about his past life, with the integration of the memories and even emotions of the two lives, he finally decided to bury all the "Ma Kongqun" in his previous life deeply in his heart and conscientiously do a good job as "Ma Ji" in this life.

After a period of exploration, Ma Ji gradually realized the benefits.

After awakening the memory of his past life, the mysterious jade tablet reappeared in his consciousness. The changed information included the talent of "God rewards those who work hard", and his cultivation level also showed clearer values.

And in this life, he also has the opportunity to break through the peak of his previous life and pursue a higher level of power. This is exactly the purpose of giving up everything in his previous life and coming to this world through the Immortal Sect to start from scratch.

With the blessing of the "Tiandao Rewards Diligence" talent, every time he puts in an effort, he can gain a little increase in the numerical value representing his strength, and the digitized level also has the function of "solidifying", making the numerical value advance and retreat. No attenuation.

Ma Ji withdrew from the sea of ​​self-awareness in his mind, and quietly clenched his hands in his drooping sleeves into fists. He felt the energy contained in his fists that had been polished and tempered for six years. It would not take long for him to break through the limits and reach a higher level. strength, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Come here, handsome man, the boatman's wife's fish soup is ready. It really has a unique flavor!" Suddenly, a noise came from behind him, waking Ma Ji up from his reverie.

There was a look of disgust on his face, but he put away the paper umbrella in response. He lowered his head and returned to the cabin, sitting down at a small square table.

Opposite the table, a young man in brocade clothes who was about the same age as Ma Ji and slightly less handsome was filling a bowl of soup from the casserole on the table and placing it in front of him with a smile.

Ma Ji looked down at the soup bowl and saw slices of translucent fish as thin as cicada wings floating in the thick white soup, dotted with shredded mushrooms, bamboo shoots and other fine dices; after a slight sniff, The slightly sour and spicy smell invades the nasal cavity and reaches the lungs, making people move their index fingers unconsciously.

He picked up the spoon, scooped a little and put it into his mouth. It was tender and smooth, and it was indeed delicious.

In front of the delicious food, Ma Ji only tasted it briefly. He looked at the young man opposite and said with a smile: "Yutang, as the saying goes, 'If you show courtesy for nothing, you will be raped or stolen.' This taste of 'Songsao Fish Soup' has recently become famous in the West Lake. I am waiting to board the boat to enjoy it." The food customers are afraid that the queue will be ten days in advance. This time the academy is on vacation, you, Mr. Han, spent an unknown amount of money to book this boat to entertain your little brother. It cannot be without purpose!"

The young man was worried about how to speak. When he saw Ma Ji taking the initiative to start the conversation, he hurriedly hit the snake and put it on the stick. Miss Yuelong from Yuelou promised to ask the handsome man for a new poem on her behalf. Since a man's words are difficult to follow, he also asks the handsome man to fulfill his promise and not to make my younger brother break his trust with the beautiful woman."

Ma Ji shook his head and laughed when he heard this: "We only have two days of vacation, where do you have time to go to the 'Yaoyue Tower'? Besides, your father has always been the most upright person. If he finds out that you went to that romantic place, be careful to break your legs!"

This gentleman's surname was Han, his given name was Qi, and his courtesy name was Yutang. He was the only son of one of the most wealthy squire Han Zhang and Han Yuanwai in Qiantang County.

Two years ago, the two of them entered the "Wansong Academy" together, one of the four major academies in Jiangnan. One earned the name of a child prodigy with the talent of "God rewards hard work" plus two lifetimes of accumulation, and the other earned his reputation through With his father's connections and financial resources.

Two years later, Ma Ji was the best in the academy and became famous, while Han Qi became a laughing stock because he often fell behind in his studies.

It just so happened that the two of them were surprisingly congenial and became close friends, which has to be said to be a strange thing.

Regarding Ma Ji's warning, Han Qi didn't care at all: "As you said, Jun, time is like water in silk, there is always time to squeeze it. As for my father, he knows that it is a big deal. Wonderful, but I don’t know that everything will be fine. To be honest, Junren, my little brother had already laid the groundwork when he left home last time, saying that he would take advantage of this return to meet some friends..."

Since his friend had worked hard and spent so much money, Ma Ji couldn't refuse the friend thousands of miles away. He immediately pondered for a moment and looked outside the cabin, looking at the misty rain covering the West Lake and the faint green mountains in the distance. When I got inspiration, I copied it casually... ahem, it was a seven-character quatrain:

"It is better when the water is clear and clear, and the mountains are also strange when they are empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always appropriate to put on light makeup and heavy makeup."

Ma Ji was a master of martial arts in his previous life, and he also inherited Wang Lianhua's hundreds of miscellaneous schools. It goes without saying that his knowledge is extensive, but poetry requires some talent and interest after all, and he obviously lacks both, so every time Whenever I need to compose a poem, I can only cheat by copying, which is a must for time travellers.

Although Han Qi was a scumbag and could not write poems, he had been exposed to it in the academy for many years and still had the basic ability to distinguish between good and bad poems. At that time, he was so impressed that he said, "Junren has written all the twenty-eight characters in this book." The West Lake is romantic, but I don’t know the name of this poem?”

Ma Ji said leisurely: "The article was originally made by nature, but a clever hand accidentally found it, so I just called it 'Ou Title West Lake'."

Han Qi clapped his hands and said with a smile: "What an 'Article is made by nature, but a good hand can find it by chance'. The word 'even' is really wonderful!"

He chanted and pondered the poem repeatedly, while Ma Ji unceremoniously ate the whole casserole of "Song's Sister's Fish Soup" on the table.

Not long after, the boat arrived at the pier, and they each held an umbrella and got off the boat.

A servant of the Zhang family had already driven a carriage and was waiting here. Ma Ji declined Han Qi's offer to give him a lift. After saying goodbye, he held up the oil-paper umbrella and looked towards the man who had been quietly in his heart for fourteen years. The firmly rooted "home" floats away.

(End of this chapter)