When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 1 Descendants of Zhang Yi, Friend of the Widow (please read more!)

Zhao State, Niu Shou Village
"Being an owl and mou, call Wubai!"

"Haha! Old man Lu, you lost!"

In front of a thatched hut at the entrance of the village, a boy in white was laughing with pride.

The male villagers who passed by all walked quickly when they passed by the thatched cottage, and tried to stay away from the boy as much as possible, walking around him as if the boy was a patient suffering from the plague.

But under the warm sun, even though the villagers tried their best to stay away from the boy, they still felt cold all over their bodies, and the shade of the tree where the stone table was located also gave people a gloomy feeling.

Liubo chess is a very popular recreational activity, whether it is among the nobles or common people. It is naturally a pleasant thing to hide under the shade of a tree and play a game of Liubo chess in the afternoon.

But if there is only a white-clothed boy in front of the chessboard, and he calls out other people's names as if he is talking to someone, he plays chess with himself, and from time to time he is dissatisfied because the opponent regrets the move.

In particular, the "Old Man Lu" he was talking about was the previous owner of this thatched cottage, an old man who had long since died... how could this not scare the villagers!
If it weren't for the fact that this young man looks white and tender, and looks like those carnivorous nobles in the city, with a jade pendant and a sword hanging on his waist, they would have thrown this foreign boy together with his bedding. Out of Niu Shou Village.

In the young man's field of vision, an old man with white beard and hair and his long hair tied into a ponytail was sitting opposite him. The old man sighed quietly: "Today is the death day of the old man. Make me happy?"

The boy chuckled: "Going all out is the greatest respect, isn't it?"

"Your boy will be kicked out sooner or later."

Old Man Lu chuckled, he naturally knew that the young man was just making an excuse for not letting him play a game of chess.

But what he likes most about this kid is that he will never have so many rules and regulations when getting along with him. Those disciples of Confucianism are just as hypocritical.

However, old man Lu glanced at the villagers, and the words in his mouth also meant something.

The boy naturally noticed the gazes of the villagers and shook his head.

He has long been used to it. After all, maybe he is the only one in this world who can see the soul of the dead.

The boy's name is Zhang Ji, the current head of the Zhang family in Anyi.

This is his identity in this era, and he doesn't know how he passed through the long river of time to become a baby in the era more than 2000 years ago.

And in this world, he doesn't have a powerful father, nor a more powerful grandfather, but he has a great-grandfather who is appraised as "the princes are afraid when he is angry, and the world is extinguished when he lives in peace".

Well, his great-grandfather is called Zhang Yi, Great Qin Wu Xinjun.

In the past, King Qin Huiwen passed away, King Qin Mouwu came to the throne, and Zhang Yi was forced to leave Qin.

Later, he became chancellor in the state of Wei, and died within two years of his tenure. The descendants of the Zhang family did not have the talent of Zhang Yi, and could not be reused by the king of Wei. rich man.

In his generation, both his parents had passed away. At the age of 14, he simply left his hometown in Anyi to study abroad, expecting to be taken away by one of the hundreds of scholars.

What?You said why Zhang Ji, a person from later generations, didn't rely on the memory and knowledge of later generations and the name of Zhang Yi's descendants to join a certain country and become an official?

Heh, this world is not the Warring States Period in history, but the world of Qin Shimingyue.

Even if you talk like Zhang Yi, Su Qin and the like, and you don't have any martial arts skills, isn't it just a matter of someone's sword?

But I don't know why, no matter where he goes, he can't find any big bosses, but he can't meet any villains, let alone bandits, and he can't even meet petty thieves. He is really like a plague god To be avoided by people.

Until one day, when passing through this Niu Shou village, he found that he could talk to dead souls, so he asked the village's three elders to buy the thatched hut left by the soul of an old man named Lu, and lived in it. here.

As for the reason why he can see the dead...

Maybe it's because he has been a human being in two lives, and his soul is stronger than ordinary people, so he can see some things that ordinary people can't see.

Fortunately, he can't see all the dead souls, otherwise this book should appear on the suspense channel.

According to his and old man Lu's analysis, it should be that only those who were strong in life can stay in this world after death, and the time of staying in this world should also be related to their strength in life.

However, after the death of the dead souls, they can't cause any disturbance to the human world. At most, only the killing intent can be spread. This is why no one dares to approach bloody ancient battlefields like Changping.

And this old man Lu was originally a taciturn character, but he couldn't hold back Zhang Ji's ancestral verbal skills, so he limped a cold old man with the image of an outsider... Cough cough, he became a fool A normal talkative old man and master.

So did he win or lose?
In Zhang Ji's view, he made a profit.

After all, this old man Lu is willing to teach him martial arts, and this is what he desires most.

What he thought at first was that even if he learned a few three-legged cat kung fu, it wouldn't matter, at least he could protect himself.

Who knew that old man Lu really seemed to be a reclusive tycoon, even if it was just a dead soul, the killing intent exuded could make him feel cold all over his body.

"Old man Lu, I'm going to plow the land next door to Sister Yue's house, you stay here, don't move around."

Zhang Ji stretched his waist, and walked to the field next door with the idea of ​​running if he won.

The widow next door was surnamed Yue, and she had just moved to Niushou Village a few years ago. Not long after Zhang Ji came to Niushou Village, she came to Niushou Village with a coffin.

The widow Yue, who was dressed in white filial piety, amazed the whole village. With her natural beauty, her skin was as smooth as jade fat, better than peach blossoms, rosy in white, and her skin was crystal clear, just like the bright moon in the sky. With red eyes and a sad face, This delicate and morbid state made all the men in the village go crazy for a while.

Later, according to the head of Niushou Village, it was the widow of Xu Lao Si who left the village to do business a few years ago. Xu Lao Si was robbed and killed by bandits while doing business. She helped her husband's body back to the village for burial, and settled in The old house in Xu Laosi Village is Zhang Ji's next door.

There is another reason why most people in the village don’t like Zhang Ji, that is, this kid always helps the widow next door, and helping the widow next door with farm work is a positive thing, helping the widow carry water, help the widow chop firewood, help the widow pound rice , to help the widow till the land, so that they lost the opportunity to show courteousness to this pretty widow.

Zhang Ji is also very helpless, he naturally has no ambition to be a hero.

Although he was also one of the men in the village who were amazed at the beginning, Zhang Ji swears that he did not help out of lust!

But rumors and rumors spread all over the village, so Zhang Ji simply did all the farm work of the widows in the village. He thought that in this way, there should be no more gossip about him and the widow next door, right?

As a result, the titles of "Friends of Widows" and "Hungry Ghost in Sex" were successively placed on Zhang Ji's head.

You said that you, a son of a nobleman with a jade sword hanging on his waist, can't find any kind of woman, what kind of little widow are you robbing us farmers?

Not only did you steal the most beautiful widow, you didn't even keep the 50-year-old widow Wang for us!

……

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhang Ji is really for their good.

But Zhang Ji couldn't tell them, is the pretty widow you're after a female killer who kills without blinking an eye?

Yes, the little widow who called herself Yue was nicknamed Shocking Salamander.

The more startled the salamander... The Yue Wang Bajian startled the salamander, dare to get this name more hastily?

Back then Zhang Ji recognized this top-notch female killer when he first saw the Jing Salamander in filial piety. Well, it was by no means that he was amazed by the Jing Salamander in filial piety, absolutely not!
Anyway, that day, Zhang Ji was so frightened that he almost moved out of Niushou Village overnight.

But he was reluctant to leave here. After all, he had finally found a way to practice martial arts. How could he just give up like this?
And I don't know who the target of the startling salamander is, he is just an unknown person, so he doesn't need a first-class killer to deal with it himself, right?
Therefore, Zhang Ji can only try his best to use "love" to influence Jingxi, such as taking care of all the farm work and chores in Jingxi's family, trying to use this fragile bond in exchange for a chance to "live" that will not be affected by Chiyu.

A few years have passed, and the startled salamander has always stayed in this small Niushou village, and has never done anything related to the mission. Except for driving away the matchmaker in the village with cold eyes every time, he is like an ordinary like a peasant woman.

What's more, unexpectedly, the startled salamander seems to have a good attitude towards him, and will often bring him some food, and he will take a mouthful of startled salamander, everything seems to be calm.

However, the calm was finally broken.

Zhang Ji, who was about to plow the land for the startled salamander, unexpectedly discovered that the old man Lu behind him did not scold him for his behavior of running away after winning today, but looked solemnly at the forest in the east.

Zhang Ji followed Old Man Lu's gaze, only to find that a sword aura shot up into the sky, and several towering trees fell down, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

"What a sharp sword energy!"

"'Zhongchuan Benhai' is Guigu's vertical swordsmanship! Interesting, hey, I didn't expect that little guy to fight against the trapper." Old man Lu looked at the sword energy in the forest with burning eyes and whispered, then lightly Laughed, as if thinking of something interesting, looked at Zhang Ji, and said with a half-smile, "Boy, do you want to go over and have a look?"

"Farewell, I'm afraid I will be hurt."

Zhang Ji shook his head resolutely and refused. The sword energy just now had obviously reached the level of a first-rate master, and he, who had just broken through to the second-rate level with great difficulty, was full to join in the fun.

Old man Lu gave him a contemptuous look. When this kid was learning martial arts with him, he asked him what he wanted to learn, and he actually said which one was suitable for saving his life and which one to learn first.

The breathing technique to hide the breath, the breathing technique to prevent poisonous gas from entering the body, and the lightning walking to escape, this kid is so good at learning that he forgets to eat and sleep, and he is very talented. On the contrary, he learned a lot slower in other things, but overall Yan is also considered a good seedling, but it feels that this seedling is a little crooked.

"Don't worry. With your kid's attainment in breath restraining technique, it is almost impossible to find you if you don't reach the master level. If you don't do it well, you can use your magic to escape. Is it possible that a first-class master with keen perception is also good at lightness kung fu?"

"Really?"

Old man Lu squeezed out a smile uglier than crying on his wrinkled face: "Of course, how could I lie to my only heir?"

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