One Sword Seals Immortals

Jun Mowen went out to do the task with a dazed expression.

And Fu Hanzhou coughed and got into his wheelchair, called Su Muzhe and said, "You go out with me."

Su Muzhe looked at him - he was still a noble, sick and beautiful man.

She was a little in awe: "Where are you going, sir?"

Fu Hanzhou said: "South Street."

There has always been a saying in Kuaixia's mansion that "the south is poor and the north is rich", which means that the three squares in the south are mostly poor people.

South Street is the famous poor street. It is crowded at the corner of Xiaoxiang Lake. A row of thatched houses stands crampedly by the water, like a flock of snipe birds, struggling to maintain their balance.

It is hard for players to imagine a house like this.

Lao Yang from South Street doesn't live in a thatched cottage.

He lives in the gap between two houses, which are more than three meters long and less than one meter wide. The floor is covered with messy thatch and linen, and the top of his head is protected from wind and rain by the "corners" of the two houses on the left and right.

A few branches were propped between the cracks, and all of Lao Yang's belongings were hung on them.

Su Muzhe pushed Fu Hanzhou's wheelchair to this side, and was startled by the cramped place.

The place for people to settle down is as big as a palm. People here have to line up in order to go out. To wash their hands, they have to step into the mud of the lake.

Lao Yang stood close to the wall, with two pots of rice soup strung on his shoulders with hemp rope, waiting for passers-by to buy a pot for a copper coin, which was his livelihood.

The appearance of Fu Hanzhou and Su Muzhe was like a luxury car driving in a slum, which was very out of place.

They didn't go in either, because that way others couldn't move around.

"The old man is Mr. Yang Shi?" Fu Hanzhou asked.

The old man said in a rough voice, "It's me, Old Yang, what can a distinguished guest want from me?"

Fu Hanzhou took out two copper coins, placed them lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, and said, "I have something to ask you."

For the time being, they found a gazebo on the side of the road.

Lao Yang took Fu Hanzhou's copper coins and put two pots of rice soup in front of his eyes. The inside was crystal clear and slightly yellowed.

"Your guest must be asking about the caravans in the Western Regions." Lao Yang said, "I, Lao Yang, have only been in the limelight for a while these years. Yes, two years ago, I made a little money with Mr. Zhou from the academy. , used it to treat my mother-in-law... Later, I lost everything and lost my business. I sold the house and came back to dig food in the mud. It was all God's life, I It’s okay, I admit it.”

Fu Hanzhou said: "The old man never thought that maybe Dean Xiao Zhou lied to you?"

Lao Yang's expression was numb: "Principal Zhou also paid a lot of money to get in, so there's nothing I can do about it. I, Lao Yang, just didn't have the life to make a fortune, so I can't blame anyone..."

"Oh," Fu Hanzhou said indifferently, "God is not sure about fate. I came here this time because I have a business to discuss with my husband."

Lao Yang froze for a moment.

……

The next day.

Fu Hanzhou bought the gazebo on South Street at a very cheap price.

By the way, he announced the task and asked Jun Mowen to set up a pole with the word "tea shop" hanging on it.

The gazebo is still ventilated everywhere, but the surrounding trees are hung with copper plates—thin wires are passed through the round holes, and the copper plates are passed through the tops, like door curtains.

Old Yangtou sat on the stone pier outside and continued to sell his rice soup.

Fu Hanzhou sat in the gazebo, calmly watching the waves of the Little Xiangjiang River, drinking his tea.

Lao Yang sighed: "Mr. Fu is a loss-making business. How can people in South Street have any leisure time, and they still sit by the water and drink soup... At this time, young people are still moving goods at the east pier!"

As soon as the voice fell, a group of yelling young people suddenly came not far away.

"Damn it, that is really a high-level NPC from Kuaixia Academy. I saw it in the post. Why did he come out?"

"Do you still need to ask? There must be a plot."

"Keep up, keep up, yesterday someone said that this NPC can teach archery, this is the first time I have come into contact with long-range attacks in this game... Coach! I want to change to an archer!"

The players came one after another, and at first glance, they saw Fu Hanzhou whose back was facing them in the gazebo.

At this time, Fu Hanzhou was wearing a veiled hat and a green dress, drinking tea calmly, sitting by the river, his clothes blown by the wind.

This scene is like an ink painting.

The players are beaming with joy:

"It's done! Definitely an important plot character!"

Any player who comes to strike up a conversation with Fu Hanzhou must first receive a daily task:

Drink a cup of rice soup and talk to Fu Hanzhou.

Rice soup is just a copper plate and a cup, even the players didn't feel sorry for it, they lined up one by one to snatch it from Lao Yang's hand.

Lao Yang sold out the two large copper pots he had brought back, and there was really no stock, so he waved his hands at the player blankly.

The players who were a step behind were even more anxious than him:

"Oh, what's the matter with this NPC! We didn't make much of the goods, and they sold out all of a sudden. Are you sorry for us?"

"Hurry up and think of a way, go back and get it, hurry up, what should I do if Fu Hanzhou runs back to the academy and won't give me the task?"

"Can you lend me the cup, I can pretend to drink it!"

"..."

Lao Yang's gray hair was disheveled in the wind, and the copper pot in his hand was being scrambled by different players.

They took a sip of the empty pot, walked forward pretending to be casual, and looked at Fu Hanzhou: "Mr. Fu!! I want to learn how to shoot arrows!"

Fu Hanzhou gave the players a little favorability in a very elegant and easy-going manner, and then opened the teaching panel.

Well, when the favorability reaches 1 point, a teaching of "Mongolian Archery (rare)" will be opened.

The teaching method is also very easy. First spend experience points here in Fu Hanzhou to learn "Mongolian Archery", and you can upgrade as many levels as you like.

Then find a way to buy a bow by yourself, and practice facing the copper plates strung on the gazebo.

This kind of archery is quite rare in Kuaixia Mansion, but in fact it is almost necessary in the north.

But the current players have just entered the game, how many times have they seen "rare" level combat skills.

It only took half an hour, and the news had already spread like wildfire on the official forum of "Golden World Jianghu".

[There is an NPC in Kuai Xiafu South Street who teaches rare skills! 】

[An archery instructor NPC appeared]

[Jianghu Rookie Raiders (11.01 Update Remote Skills Learning Office)]

[Urgent, wait online, where exactly is the pavilion on South Street?Lu Chi couldn't find Fu Hanzhou and was going crazy! ! ! 】

All the players in Kuai Xiafu who got the news came one after another.

The entire gazebo was crowded with people for a while, and it was very lively.

Jun Mowen, Su Muzhe, Xiangshou and others learned the skills immediately, and they are still not far away, ready to come up to do new daily tasks at any time.

At this time, the difference in favorability is revealed.

Fu Hanzhou said: "Jun Mowen, you are here. Don't rush to practice archery. How is your Xiangzhou Kuaijian progressing?"

Among all the players, Fu Hanzhou only said one more word to Jun Mowen.

That's right, because he has the highest favorability score, which is already [-]/[-].

This made Jun Mo feel awkward. He raised his head and chest, like a victorious fighting cock, and his whole body was filled with a superior atmosphere: "Thank you sir for your concern! Sir, I want to learn!"

Xiangshou looked down on this kind of dog licking players who were flattering.

He took a step forward without being humble, and said to Fu Hanzhou: "Mr. Fu, we meet again. I heard that you like to read classics. It just so happens! I bought a rare copy of "Xiaoxiang Sword Art" today!"

After speaking, he held up a cheat book with both hands.

Jun Mo asked: "..." Damn, I lost!

Fu Hanzhou took the "Xiaoxiang Swordsmanship" very calmly, and quickly flipped through it from beginning to end.

His artificial intelligence, Koukou, quickly scanned the cheat book, and reported: "Ordinary-level swordsmanship. Master, Koukou has recorded the content in the database!"

"Ah."

Fu Hanzhou remained calm, and returned the cheat book intact to Xiangshou, and said, "That's right, you have a heart."

"hiss--"

Xiangshou took a deep breath, and he realized that the NPC in front of him only took ten seconds to read the secrets of swordsmanship.

If they want to learn a skill, they either spend a lot of experience to learn directly from NPCs, or spend a lot of money to buy cheats, and then spend a little experience and a lot of time to study.

There is only one explanation for such a situation where you can get it at a glance: Fu Hanzhou's attainments in swordsmanship have far exceeded the upper limit that this swordsmanship can provide.

[System message: Ding, Fu Hanzhou's favorability towards you has increased by [-]. 】

Goodwill has arrived!The swordsmanship cheats were not consumed either!

In the blink of an eye, Xiangshou seemed to gain confidence, and looked back at Jun Mowen with a half-smile.

Su Muzhe whispered in dissatisfaction: "Hmph, what's the big deal, let's go buy it too..."

The players who were practicing bows at the side all cast envious eyes.

In the afternoon, many players began to come from further afield.

Fu Hanzhou sat back on the wheelchair and said calmly, "It's almost time to go back."

The players suddenly commotioned: "Mr. is going back, can I ask you about Mongolian archery in the future? There is no place to practice archery in the academy!!"

Fu Hanzhou said: "If I am free, I will come back tomorrow morning."

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while, Su Muzhe had already pushed the wheelchair to the road.

Lao Yang, who sells rice soup, also carried his empty pot on his back again, and followed behind step by step, still with a dazed look on his face.

Fu Hanzhou smiled slightly and said, "How is the old man's harvest today?"

Lao Yang shook his copper pot, and there was a tinkling sound coming from inside, all of which were the sound of money.

Lao Yang asked in a daze: "This...the recent young people, what's wrong with them, why, why did they buy a pot of 'Empty and Empty' to drink?"

He lost his mind for a moment and stumbled.

The two copper plates fell out, and Gululu rolled under Fu Hanzhou's wheelchair.

The wheelchair stopped, and Su Muzhe also lowered his head and followed Lao Yang to pick it up.

Lao Yang hugged his copper pot, and looked up inadvertently.

Fu Hanzhou bent down and gently placed a copper plate in Lao Yang's hand. The veil drooped, revealing the lower half of his face. Only his thin lips were slightly curved, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

At that moment, the old man's figure froze, as if his soul had been taken away.

"..."

After a long while, a hint of understanding gradually appeared on Lao Yang's face, and he tentatively said, "You... Which star king in the sky came down to save the suffering?"