Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

The talent show of the Twelve Top Beauties competing for the flower list, the penultimate show of the second round on the second day, Yu Lu is on stage!

"Huh? What is she doing..." Yudie suddenly sat up straight, staring at Yu Lu on the flower stand without blinking.

"What the hell is this outfit? It doesn't look good at all!" The audience was also confused. At such a celebratory moment, Miss Yu Lu's outfit was really too alternative.

Yu Lu was wearing a black robe with silver gauze and a hooded cloak on the outside, a white scarf covering her face, and a pair of brown leopard-skin boots on her feet. Her petite body was completely covered, without any trace of her delicate features.

Holding an emerald green jade flute, she walked slowly to the front of the flower stand, performed the etiquette of a Western Region woman, and said softly: "Yulu was originally a Hu girl from the Western Region. She once had a happy family. She had a loyal and honest father, a hardworking and kind mother, and many united tribal brothers... Everything was so beautiful!"

No one knew why Yu Lu was talking about all this, but Fengyue Top’s background was attractive, so people continued to listen with three parts of doubt and seven parts of interest.

"When I was seven years old, a disaster struck. My country was destroyed overnight, and the resting place of my ancestors' souls was destroyed... I went through many ups and downs, and eventually ended up living in the streets of prostitution... A few days ago, I happened to hear a story, and Yu Lu felt the same way, and she could hardly control herself!"

"Is Yu Lu crazy? Not only is she dressed like this, but she's also talking on and on about some ridiculous story instead of playing the flute!" A girl on the second floor of Yipinzhai said impatiently, feeling that Yu Lu was acting weird today.

"Yeah, her clothes are really ugly, too solemn. In this atmosphere, it's a bit off-putting!"

"Shut up!" Yudie said in a low voice, and she rarely lost her temper. "What do you know? This is the most solemn dress for women in their hometown. They only wear it when they pay tribute to the souls of their ancestors!"

After scolding her, Yudie stopped talking and focused on looking at Yulu, wondering why she was dressed like that and why she said those words. What kind of story made her lose control? Was it related to the hometown festival?

"It was a vast mountain range, where an ancient tribe lived..." Yu Lu slowly told the story. Her voice was low and hoarse, and it seemed as if there was a handful of sand in her throat.

"These scenes seem familiar!"

On the top of Zhuangyuan Building, after listening to a story, Cai Ling'er tilted her head and spoke thoughtfully.

"Tell a sad story and then play a sad song? That's your way?" Zhuo Yifei was a little disappointed. That was a very common trick in his previous life.

Qiao Rui nodded.

"Is it really that simple?" Zhuo Yifei still had some doubts.

"Simple? As long as it works!" Qiao Rui pointed to the people below, "Look at their reactions."

As Yu Lu told the story, the entire area around the Nanshi Flower Terrace fell into silence. People pursed their lips, gritted their teeth, and their emotions fluctuated as the story unfolded.

"Many years later, the child returned to her hometown, to the long-abandoned ruins. She knelt in the place where her ancestors had lived, where her fathers and brothers had died rather than surrender, and played a song. I call this song - 'The Last Hometowner'..."

"The last person from my hometown?" Yudie murmured and repeated it, and suddenly she felt sad and her chest was beating!

“Woo~~Woo~~Woo, woo~woo~woo~woo~~~”

A low and desolate flute sound slowly sounded, distant and quiet.

Yu Lu knelt on the flower stand, playing the flute with concentration and ecstasy. At this moment, there was no courtesan competition, no top prostitute, only a girl who had lost her hometown, struggling and drifting like a rootless duckweed.

Everyone lost interest in chatting. Under the influence of the flute sound, they were all immersed in the tragic story. They couldn't tell whether it was the story of Yu Lu's life or the story that made her feel the same way.

Perhaps, all those who have lost their homes have the same story. All their relatives, homes, and hometowns are buried in the wind and sand, leaving only a lonely soul wandering in the world, searching desperately!

The flowers fall and bloom next year, but the family members are gone and will never come back.

My hometown is silent in spring and autumn, with no one laughing and no one sad.

On the second floor of Yipinzhai, the girls were silent. Which woman of the world has not experienced vicissitudes of life and had a rough journey? This song is heartbreaking!

Yudie clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She pursed her lips so tightly that her lower lip bled. Tears flowed from her eyes uncontrollably.

This short song of "Hometown People" deeply touched the hearts of thousands of people. People sobbed and sobbed unconsciously until the sound of the flute died down, and no one could get out of the sadness for a long time.

......

"Qiao Rui, the 'Dragon Subduing Palm' of Longxing City, praises the beauty of Miss Yulu from Yunyu Tower and presents her with five first-grade peonies!"

"Qiao Rui, the 'Dragon Subduing Palm' of Longxing City, praises the beauty of Miss Yulu from Yunyu Tower and presents her with five first-grade peonies!"

"Qiao Rui, the 'Dragon Subduing Palm' of Longxing City, praises the beauty of Miss Yulu from Yunyu Tower and presents her with five first-grade peonies!"

The old scholar's clear voice, sung three times in a row, instantly brought people back to reality.

"The King of Luoyang is rich and noble, and I admire Miss Yulu from Yunyu Tower. I feel pity for her, and I present her with five first-class peonies!"

It was sung three more times, marking the beginning of the competition for Yu Lu to be on the flower list.

......

People rushed to send flowers as if they were free, regardless of the cost, vying for the first place.

Even if I lose everything today, I will still lend a helping hand to this poor man.

Once people are controlled by emotions, they lose all rationality.

On the top of Zhuangyuan Building, Zhuo Yifei looked at Qiao Rui with a dull expression, "You really want to give five peonies. This is a lot of money!"

Qiao Rui spread his hands and said, "I was with you the whole time, it wasn't me who sent you off!"

"Then...Oh, I get it!" Cai Ling'er was about to ask who sent it, when she suddenly remembered that silly girl. It seemed that she was the one who told the girl that this Oiran competition concerned Qiao Rui's life. Does this count as treason?

"What do you know?" Zhuo Yifei asked.

"Hey, it's all because of the love debt he incurred. His little lover paid for him to reward the top geisha. What a fucking move!" Cai Ling'er pointed at Qiao Rui and couldn't help but scold with laughter.

Qiao Rui touched his nose and was speechless. He also thought of Chu Tianjiao. Who else could it be besides her? Alas, what a sin!

Qiao Rui couldn't explain this, how could he explain it? He said Chu Tianjiao had nothing to do with him, and that he just thought she was cute and treated her as his sister...

Who would believe it? They are helping you with real money, and they are giving you 25,000 taels of silver at once. In the previous life, that would be more than 10 million...

"嘡啷!"

The golden gong sounded, and at the end of three quarters of an hour, Miss Yu Lu's ranking rose rapidly all the way and finally stopped at the top of the list.

The total value of the two rounds of flower lists is 330,000 taels.

Three hundred and thirty thousand taels, a full ten thousand more than Xiao Baifeng, who is currently ranked second. Miss Yu Lu is far ahead.

On the second floor of Yipinzhai, all the top girls gave up the idea of ​​competing with her. It seemed that only Yudie had a chance to compete with her for the title of the most beautiful girl.

"Hey, where's Sister Yudie?"