Magic Stick Survival Rules[Comprehensive]

Ling Qi stayed in Changsheng Village for seven days.

During these seven days, apart from completing the two novice tasks, Ling Qi basically spent the rest of his time helping the villagers with housework.

The elders and aunts in the village are getting old, and it is not easy to do jobs such as chopping firewood or carrying water. Although Ling Qi has average physical strength, he is stronger than the elderly after all. Take advantage of these few days to help the villagers do more What he can do can be regarded as repaying the villagers for taking care of him these days.

Although it was only a short time together, the villagers in Changsheng Village liked Ling Qi very much. On the day Ling Qi left, the villagers spontaneously prepared food and water for Ling Qi to carry on the road, and reluctantly took Ling Qi sent out of the village.

After bidding farewell to the villagers, Ling Qi embarked on the journey again.

His next destination is Ninghe Town.

If there is no accident, Ling Qi probably will stay in Ninghe Town for a long time. The system says that he needs to complete the remaining novice tasks here. At the same time, this is also an important stage for him to formally enter the world. .

running in.

Suddenly traveling from modern society to ancient times, no matter how good the mentality is, it will take some time to get used to it, not to mention knowing that I have traveled to the world of martial arts novels... Ling Qi said that he needs time to buffer this 'surprise'.

When he first heard the news, Ling Qi was so angry that he wanted to destroy the unreliable system humanely.

If you say time travel, just time travel, at least you can also travel to a world that matches the style of the painting.

How can there be an entire monk system in the world of martial arts?There are no ghosts in this world at all, so where can he go to exorcise ghosts and subdue demons?

Besides, the danger level in the world of martial arts is too high. In this kind of place where heroes walk everywhere and masters are as numerous as dogs, a weak chicken like Ling Qi who fights against the five scum is simply at the mercy of others!

Thinking about it, Ling Qi felt that his future was gloomy.

The situation was as expected by Ling Qi.

In the next period of time, his mess was simply horrible.

After Ling Qi settled in Ninghe Town, he set up a fortune-telling stall on the side of the road, firstly to complete the task, and secondly to make a living.

But after his business started...

Ha ha.

No one came at all, okay?

Seeing that he has a baby face, passers-by don't believe that he has real abilities at all!They all regard him as a scammer who cheats money!

Occasionally, there are one or two people who come up on a whim, but they don't believe that Ling Qi's divination is accurate. When paying out money, they match each other. In a whole week, Ling Qi received three copper coins.

What are three copper plates enough to buy?

Relying on the previous dry food for a few days, Ling Qi almost fell to the point where he couldn't even eat corn bread!

"I can't live through this day..."

On this day, seeing the sun was about to set, Ling Qi, who had no income, wanted to cry and faint by the side of the road.

He only ate one steamed bun and one fruit this day, Wu Zang Temple kept protesting, and collapsed on his stall, Ling Qi looked at the simple signboard fluttering in the wind, and deeply sighed for his miserable situation.

Silently opened the backpack interface and took a look, very good, there are three steamed buns and five fruits left——

Saving some food should also ensure that he will not starve to death within three days.

Then touch the empty money pouch at his waist—well, there is only one copper coin left.

"..." Now he couldn't even summon up the strength to lament, Ling Qi looked up at the sky with dull eyes, his heart was numb.

Night falls.

The town, which was not considered lively at all, fell silent, and there was no one else on the street except Ling Qi, huddled miserably behind the stall, Ling Qi held a fruit the size of a child's fist in his hand, and gnawed on it in small mouthfuls.

Hey, tonight will be supported by this fruit.

"Host QAQ~"

Seeing Ling Qi's miserable state, the system blamed itself.

It wanted to comfort and encourage the host, but it was really speechless.

Wouldn't it be even worse if the host was encouraged to cheer up and then shattered by reality?

After eating the fruit, perhaps due to psychological reasons, Ling Qi seemed to feel more refreshed, and when he heard the system's faint crying voice, he started to comfort the system instead.

"There's a saying, when the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first toil their muscles and bones and starve their skins. There is no limit to the road, maybe I will change my luck in two days?"

After completing the previous task, the system rewarded him with a beginner's book on physiognomy. After using it, the contents of the book were directly instilled into his mind.

After these few days of practice verification, Ling Qi found that the content in the book is really practical, simple face-to-face divination is not a problem, which gave Ling Qi a lot of confidence.

It is gold that will always shine. If he has real skills, as long as he is given a chance to become famous, he will naturally not have to worry about food and money.

He wanted to comfort the host, but was moved by the comforting system.

Listening to the voice in his ear, Ling Qi didn't feel irritable, but felt a little warmth instead.

Living in a different world, unfamiliar with the place, and not having anyone around him who can talk to him, at such a time, there is still a system that can accompany him to talk... It doesn't feel so bleak anymore.

Leaning on the small wooden table in front of him with his chin propped up, Ling Qi calmed down, closed his eyes and began to review the knowledge about physiognomy in his mind.

……

"Huh? At this time, someone set up a booth to watch the picture?"

"That little Taoist priest looks young, so he probably doesn't have any real skills."

"Hey, I'm bored right now anyway, why don't I let this little Taoist show me... Let's see if our trip goes well..."

Hearing the voice of a conversation not far away, Ling Qi frowned slightly, and immediately opened his eyes to look over.

I saw two tall and strong men with big knives on their waists coming from the street, their faces seemed to be a little bit drunk, before they approached, Ling Qi smelled the smell of alcohol blowing in the wind.

Putting himself into a pose quickly, Ling Qi pretended to be calm and lowered his head to fiddle with the pen and paper on the table, as if preparing to close the stall.

"This little Taoist priest, come and make a fortune for us brothers!"

When the two of them walked up to the paralysis, one of them, a big man with a somewhat ferocious appearance, slapped the table with his palm, and yelled at Ling Qi, reeking of alcohol.

Ling Qi frowned, looking at the small table that was almost falling apart, his eyes were displeased.

The ordinary-looking man behind him seemed a little embarrassed, he quickly pulled him back, and smiled apologetically at Ling Qi, "Little Daoist, I'm sorry, my brother drank too much, please forgive me."

"No problem."

Ling Qi nodded slightly, and said calmly: "I don't know what you two want to count?"

"Let's go, please ask the Taoist priest to help us figure out whether the journey is smooth."

Hearing this, Ling Qi scrutinized the faces of the two of them carefully, but probably because of the bad light, they couldn't see clearly, only vaguely seeing that there seemed to be dark spots on the faces of the two of them.

"Please sit down." Ling Qi raised his finger to the small bench opposite the table, motioning for the two to sit down, then took two pieces of paper and handed them over, one for each of you, "Each of you write down a word."

There was only one bench opposite the table, and it was obviously impossible for two people to sit on it, especially the two strong men. The one who slapped the table earlier glanced at the bench, gave a very disgusted and contemptuous snort, and then sat down. Unexpectedly, he didn't mean to be humble with his companions at all.

The one who was blocked on the side smiled with a good temper, and said to Ling Qi: "I'll write after he finishes."

Ling Qi nodded indifferently, took out a candle lamp from under the table, lit it and put it on the table, then said to the strong man sitting opposite: "Write, just write a word."

This strong man obviously doesn't believe that Ling Qi has real abilities. From the previous conversation, it can be heard that this man is just here to join in the fun with his companions. Seeing Ling Qi's fair and delicate face under the light of Ling Qi, he is naturally even more disbelieving , then casually wrote the word 'one' on the paper, really casual to the extreme.

Seeing the other party's perfunctory, Ling Qi was not annoyed, took back the paper and looked at it carefully under the light.

After a while, Ling Qi raised his head, and said in a slow tone: "One word is flat, but this word is flat up and down, and the tail is even more unstable... This big brother, I am sorry to be frank, I am afraid that your trip is not good. well."

He had previously felt that the faces of these two people were similar and dark, but now after reading the words, and looking at each other's face against the light, he found that the person's face was gray with a hint of blood, which was a sign of a bloody disaster.

After finishing the analysis, Ling Qi was about to say a classic sentence, "You look at your face in a poor way, it seems that there is a bloody disaster", and then took advantage of the trend to sell the disaster talisman and make a good profit——

Hearing a 'bang', Ling Qi felt his eyes go dark.

"Damn! A little Taoist priest with no hair on his head, dare to curse your grandfather me?"

The strong man who was sitting across the table suddenly got up, kicked the table over, stared fiercely at Ling Qi who was shocked by the sudden situation, and cursed: "Do you know who the master is? Master is Lin Zhenhu from the Zhenwei Escort Bureau! Who on the road doesn’t know the name of Master? I think you, a stinky Taoist priest, are tired of your life, right?”

As he said that, he put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, as if intending to do something.

Ling Qi: "..."

Don't be cowardly, you can't be cowardly, in broad daylight—ah no, does this guy still dare to commit murder in the street?

But, but——

It's so scary, hey, I really want to hide under the table and hide it swollen?

Fortunately, this person's companion saw that the situation was not good and rushed to stop him, only to face Ling Qi's possible fate of being cut with a knife.

But after such a fuss, the hexagram is not counted, and the money to see the hexagram is naturally not thought about.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that they chattered, that Ling Qi regained his composure.

Afterwards, he patted his chest in fear, took a breath, and Ling Qi cursed in a low voice: "You're crazy, you deserve it!"

Hmph, when you encounter a bloody disaster, don't blame the young master for not reminding you.

But having said that, the people in Jianghu are really scary, they even draw their swords at the slightest disagreement... I almost peed in fear just now.