Astral Apostle

   Chapter 150 Wujiazhuang

   There was no one around in the woods, so Zhou Jing practiced the basic training method by the way.

  Although I don’t know if there is any extraordinary in the current world, but I don’t have to try my luck to find it. The training method of the martial arts system in the main world is just a major.

   Zhou Jing used the body of the No. 4 apostle to start training, and soon there was training information. There was not much conflict between the martial arts system and the current plane.

   has a rich astral point on his body, and he directly accelerated the training for [Basic Training] and [Zhongping Spear].

   In addition, the panel also shows that you have triggered the achievement of [New Arrival], which is a repetitive achievement that can be obtained every time you enter the new star world.

   Rewards 100 Astral Points and a skill version "Quick Language Analysis", he is no stranger to both, and both are stored in the warehouse.

   After doing all this, Zhou Jing Shi Shiran walked out of the woods.

   The location he designated for the launch should be a stable place according to the data of the main world. There is a village nearby. He intends to start with this to explore the changes in this world.

"The last time the main world and this star world met, it was still a chaotic world. Later, there was a man from heaven who completed the great cause of unification and established the Great Xia Dynasty. At the end of the confluence period, this dynasty was not long after it was established, and it was thriving. The second meeting, I don’t know how many years have passed here, what is the situation of this dynasty…”

   Zhou Jing thought as he walked along the dirt road.

   After walking for about half an hour, a large earthen wall surrounded by hundreds of green trees jumped into view, and smoke from the cooking wafted from it, but it was a village.

  There are several dirt roads extending all around the village. Occasionally, donkey carts and peddlers come and go, which is not lacking in popularity.

  There is a large field outside the village, and many farmers with yellow faces and thin skin are shirtless, cultivating the fields.

   There is a stone tablet on the side of the road with the words "Wujiazhuang" engraved on it.

Zhou Jing doesn't understand the language of this world, but in the information given by the explorer's course, the place names are annotated in the common language of the main world and the text of the plane. It is a village that has developed its own delivery.

   "It looks quite prosperous, go in and have a look."

   He frowned and walked towards the village.

The closer you get to the village, the more villagers and passersby around him, and the more people notice Zhou Jing, and they can't help but look at him with surprise.

   Even the farmers working in the nearby fields stopped their farm work one after another. They straightened up and looked at Zhou Jing, who was strutting on the road, and did not dare to approach.

   It's not that Zhou Jing's behavior is out of line, but that his appearance is different. Such a burly and strong man is really rare, and he is more than a head taller than ordinary people.

   He has messy hair like a lion's mane, thick eyebrows and big eyes, masculine and mighty, and looks like a tiger's eyes. Dressed in yellow and brown, the sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, the muscles of the forearms are knotted, and the large fan-like knuckles are distinct. He wears a black belt around his waist, his legs are wrapped around his legs, and there are mud spots. With a curved branch like a stick on his shoulders, he walked like a dragon, and all pedestrians retreated, as if a beast descended the mountain, and a liger came out of the forest!

   Although it is eye-catching, there is no one blocking the road. Zhou Jing walked into the village and looked around, and found that the village is not small, but the layout is clear at a glance.

  In the very center of the village is a large Zhuangzi surrounded by high walls. There are circles and circles of simple thatched cottages, most of which are farmer's residences.

In addition, there are many inns, restaurants, teahouses and other shops in the village to rest and rest for passers-by who travel from south to north. This Wujiazhuang may be located at the fork of a major traffic road, so there are many people outside the village, but the business is not not bad.

"According to the data, the population of the Great Xia Dynasty was in the tens of millions at the beginning of the establishment of the country. Now it is no surprise that it has already exceeded 100 million. Hundred times. The civilization of the alien world is primitive, and the Daxia Dynasty on the D19 plane is a relatively mature farming civilization. This Wujiazhuang, regardless of the area or the number of households, is dozens of times that of Shuangmu Village, which is almost a small village. The county is..."

   Zhou Jing secretly made a comparison.

   He looked left and right, saw a tea shed at the entrance of the village, and strode over.

   As soon as Zhou Jing entered the village, the tea waiter in the tea shed noticed it early, and felt a little scared in his heart. At this time, when he realized that Zhou Jing was approaching, he hurriedly greeted him and put on a smile.

   "Guest officer, would you like a bowl of tea soup?"

   Zhou Jing was here for the first time, and he had never learned the language here, so naturally he didn't understand it, but he was already prepared, and immediately used a "Quick Language Analysis" rewarded by Shicai's [New Arrival] achievement reward.

  [Unknown language was found, and [Quick Language Analysis (Skill Edition)] has been used]

  [You get the skill [Daxia Dynasty Mandarin (name can be customized)]]

  [Mastery Level: Lv2-(Proficient)]

   Zhou Jing didn't sit down either, standing outside the tea shed with a stick on his back, without using words to cover up, he asked directly:

   "Old man, I have lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, and I don't hear about the world. I went out of the mountains today, and I have something to ask. What dynasty is today? Is it still the Great Xia?"

The tea waiter was startled and almost wanted to come up and cover Zhou Jing's mouth, but after looking at the difference in body shape between the two, he still took his heart and said with trepidation: "Oh, the guest officer is careful, today is the world of the imperial court, which one is different. of……"

   Zhou Jing pulled the bitter gourd-faced old teakeeper for a while, and got a general idea of ​​the current situation.

The current Daxia Dynasty has lasted for one hundred and sixty years. It has been over a hundred years since the last meeting of the main world. In the middle, there were several battles with the surrounding foreign races. There were winners and losers, and the country expanded a little, resulting in some maps of the main world. Obsolete, there are errors in the border area.

   However, the area designated by him is a rich and prosperous place in the south of the Central Plains of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is far from the border. The main world map is still valid, and the general direction is definitely no problem. There are at most small errors, such as the disappearance or rise of some small villages in the changes of more than 100 years, which is inevitable.

   Zhou Jing remembered it in his heart, thought about it, and asked again how the world was.

   After all, Apostle No. 4 "has great ambitions". Since he has plans to rebel, he intends to first understand the current people's livelihood environment before making plans.

   Hearing this, the teakeeper smiled wryly:

   "Now in this world... sigh, it would be nice to be able to eat a bite of food alive. How can we lower Liba people dare to talk nonsense."

   Zhou Jing raised his brows and grabbed the teakeeper's arm: "Old man, elaborate."

  The teakeeper was not very happy, but he didn't dare to go against this big guy who looked like he was not easy to mess with at first glance.

   After listening, Zhou Jing refined his mind a bit, and then he had a general understanding of the situation, which was not surprising.

  I have received compulsory education and learned history lessons. The Great Xia Dynasty has been in the country for 160 years. The current situation is not new, it is nothing more than those common problems in the last years of the feudal dynasty.

  The emperor is stupid, the traitor is in power, the land is merged, the people are struggling to live... and there is a natural disaster and man-made disaster to live together!

  'It's okay, at least the uprising is in line with the times, not a complete chaos in the world...'

   Zhou Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

   The apostle's life goals are not mandatory, and if it goes too far against his will, he is not happy. If today is a peaceful and prosperous age, it would be a bit embarrassing to rebel.

   Fortunately, it is a dark and chaotic world, and there is no psychological pressure to do things.

   At this time, Zhou Jing felt a move in his heart and asked, "Old man, I see that the stone tablet at the entrance of the village says that this is Wujiazhuang. I have just arrived here, and I don't know the rules of this place. Please tell me about it."

   Seeing that the big man was no longer entangled in the problems of the court, the teakeeper breathed a sigh of relief and replied in a low voice:

   "This Wujiazhuang is a big family here, raising five or six hundred farmers. This area of ​​thousands of acres of land is all the property of Wujiazhuang. Most of the farmers in this village are tenant farmers in the village, and rely on the Wu family to earn food and drink.

The old lady of the Wu family is famous and is the owner of the village. He has four sons, the eldest is studying, and the second and third are martial arts. There is a big family somewhere in the government, but I don't know the specifics.

   There are no other rules here. As long as you are not a criminal, you can come and go as you like. If you are shy, you can also stay in the village. "

   Zhou Jing nodded, and suddenly asked, "That old man, what evil did this Wu family village ever do?"

  The teakeeper changed his face immediately, glanced left and right in a hurry, and then said unpleasantly: "Go! You idle person, do you want to buy tea soup? If you don't buy it, don't talk to me!"

   After he finished speaking, he stopped talking, turned back to the tea shed, and made tea by himself.

   Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and didn't care about this teakeeper. He carried branches and sticks to himself, and wandered around the village, looking left and right, his strong muscles were always eye-catching.

   He wandered, thinking about what to do next.

  'Inquiring about news, practicing martial arts, these are very important... But the real priority is to make money! I'm broke now, I can't even afford a meal without getting any money. ’

   Zhou Jing thought to himself.

   Working part-time to earn money? It's possible, but I'm afraid it will be a bit of a waste, and there seems to be no shortage of workers in this village.

  Theft? With the personality of the No. 4 apostle, doing so would probably lose the synchronization rate.

   Maybe you can stay in Wujiazhuang, show your own talents a little bit, and it should not be difficult to exchange some money... But, with the violent personality of "Chen Feng", I am afraid it is not suitable to rely on others.

   After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Jing made a decision considering the social atmosphere and cultural background of the Great Xia Dynasty.

   Be self-reliant first and try street art!

   The handle style is not suitable for me, this apostle will have a set of middle level marksmanship, which is still at the beginner level.

  Although Zhou Jing remembered the skills of swordsmanship and could use them, but the fourth apostle had no muscle memory, so he might be a little stumped when he played, and his swordsmanship was based on actual combat, and there were no tricks.

   "Just work hard and give full play to your 26-point physical strength."

   Zhou Jing thought about it and left the village immediately.

   After searching for a while, he found an oval boulder that was about the height of a person. Under the curious onlookers of the children, he pushed the stone all the way back to the village and stopped at a street where people came and went.

   Zhou Jing patted the boulder, lowered his face, and shouted loudly:

   "As the old saying goes, rely on friends when you go out, folks and fathers, I passed the treasure land and exhausted all my entanglements, so I had to perform here. I hope you have a lot of money, and you have no money to support your own!"

   In the feudal era, there were limited entertainment activities, and street performers were not uncommon. Even in such a village, the villagers were quite accustomed to this.

   As soon as I heard this funny thing, even some pedestrians stopped and watched curiously.

   In the tea shop and liquor store on the street, many customers turned their heads and looked over.

   Seeing Zhou Jing's appearance, many people's heart skipped a beat, secretly calling out a strong and powerful man, and immediately became interested.

   Zhou Jing shouted several times again, and more and more passersby gathered around, and the village soon became lively.

  …

   At the same time, a group of three people entered the village and walked on the street.

   The leader was a middle-aged man with two thin beards on his lips and a line of goatee beards under his jaw. He wore a robe and held a folding fan. He looked like an elegant scholar.

   There is a man and a woman next to him. The man is a middle-aged man. His body is tall and straight, like a green pine tree. His shoulders are wide and his bottom is narrow, and his waist is like a wolf. Two long objects wrapped in sackcloth are hanging on his back.

  The woman is a heroic young girl, her eyebrows and eyes are vaguely similar to those of a middle-aged man, like a pair of brothers and sisters, with long hair tied around her waist, and a short knife pinned to her waist.

   doesn't look like an ordinary person.

   "This Wu family village is prosperous, and the owner of the village here is kind and generous... Master, do we want to pay a visit?"

   The middle-aged man looked at the middle-aged scribe and asked in a low voice.

   The middle-aged scribe shook his folding fan: "No need, this is not our place, rushing to meet, fearing trouble."

   The middle-aged man scratched his head: "I had a friend who received aid from the old village owner Wu a few years ago, so there should be no problem."

   The middle-aged scribe tapped him with a folding fan and said helplessly:

   "People are separated by the belly. Which of these big local households has something to do with the officials? If people suddenly get up and take us as an official, so what? We are going to the prefecture to do business, and try not to reveal Xingzang."

At this time, the heroic woman on the side snorted coldly and echoed: "Master is right, these local wealthy families, who have worked hard to make great achievements, what kind of good people can there be? Helping passing heroes is just a matter of fighting for a good name and forming a relationship. Good karma, you can't beat the autumn wind just like others do."

   "Okay, okay, let's find a restaurant to rest, right?"

   The middle-aged man's tone was embarrassing.

   "Well, but eat less wine." The middle-aged scribe laughed.

   At this moment, a loud noise entered the ears of the three of them.

   The middle-aged man stretched his neck to take a look, and said in surprise: "Master, Amei, there is someone performing tricks in front of you!"

  The heroic woman's face changed, and she seemed interested, but she didn't move, and turned to look at the middle-aged scribe.

   Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe snapped away the folding fan and said with a smile, "It's okay to take a look."

  The three followed the excitement and came all the way to the performing arts place. At this time, the place was already crowded with people on the three floors and the three floors. There was an open space in the middle, and a big man was shouting, it was Zhou Jing.

   Seeing Zhou Jing's fierce and brave appearance clearly, the three of them were shocked.

   The middle-aged man's eyes showed brilliance: "What a man! He doesn't look like an ordinary person!"

   The middle-aged scribe also showed surprise, and whispered, "This man has a fierce aura, so I'm afraid he's not a strong man from some cottage?"

   "What kind of art is he trying to sell?" The heroic woman couldn't help but become curious when she saw that there were no other utensils in the field, only a huge boulder as tall as a human being.

   At this time, there were idlers in the crowd, who laughed and shouted to Zhou Jing:

   "Wu that man, you have been shouting for a long time, but you have no costumes, no guns, but what kind of art are you selling?"

   Zhou Jing patted the stone beside him and laughed: "I don't have any skills, but I have a lot of strength. Let's see if I can lift this huge rock."

As soon as the    voice fell, the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.

   This rock is so huge that when no four or five people can't lift it, the first reaction of the audience is disbelief.

  The heroic woman is also skeptical.

   The middle-aged scribe had a smile of "I see through everything long ago", hehe joking:

   "It turned out to be hard work. This is usually a dirty job. That stone is mostly a special-looking product. It is important to look at, but it is actually hollow inside.

   "So it is." The heroic woman was stunned.

   However, at this time, Zhou Jing raised his hand to stop the commotion and said loudly:

   "The big guy doesn't want to believe it, and I say it without evidence. Whoever can lift this big rock can go forward and try it, the truth is self-evident!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, there were idlers who did not believe in evil, and came out more and more, spit two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, and then squatted down and grabbed the boulder to lift it up.

   However, the idle man exhausted his strength to **** the milk, and the stone didn't even move, but the man was so strong that a loud fart popped out of his trouser pocket, which caused a lot of laughter, and he hurriedly buried his head and burrowed into the crowd.

   Someone started, and six or seven villagers tried, but they all failed.

   At this time, the middle-aged man's hands were itching unbearably, and more and more came out and clasped his fists at Zhou Jing: "The hero is invited, and I want to try it next time."

   Zhou Jing glanced at him and said casually, "You can do it yourself."

  The middle-aged man didn't smear any ink, he squatted down and grabbed the stone and exerted force, his face gradually turned purple, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

The    boulder swayed slightly, and was actually lifted a few inches by him.

   But then the man couldn't hold it anymore, he quickly withdrew his hand, and the stone fell to the ground with a bang.

   Seeing this scene, the onlooker village husband couldn't help but moved slightly and whispered.

   "Someone can actually lift it up."

   "Although it was only lifted a few inches, it is still very powerful."

   Zhou Jing was a little surprised and couldn't help but treat him differently.

   The stone he deliberately picked, even a strong man among mortals, would not be able to lift it up. The strength of this strong man is really not small, and it is estimated that he is not an ordinary person.

  Here, the middle-aged man took two breaths, mixed his breath, clenched his fists towards Zhou Jing, and retreated to his two companions.

   "Brother, you are really strong." The heroic woman praised.

   "It's a pity I can't lift it." The middle-aged man sighed: "It's too heavy. I guess there are not many people in this world who can lift it completely."

   Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe was surprised and couldn't help asking, "Is this thing really a stone?"

   "The real thing." The middle-aged man nodded.

   Just when the three of them were secretly surprised, Zhou Jing felt that the heat had arrived and said loudly:

   "Everyone has tried it, and you know that this is a real stone. If I can lift it, I hope you will spare no money."

   Hearing the words, the audience responded one after another, and some good people laughed and booed.

   "I want to see how you lift it!"

   "Can't you lift it and lose money?"

   Zhou Jing didn't answer, the corners of his mouth twitched, and in front of everyone's eyes, he bent his knees and squatted down, holding both sides of the bottom of the boulder with both hands.

   Just as everyone held their breaths, a roar like a tiger roared.

"rise!"

   The entire boulder rose into the air.

  Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the stone flew straight up several meters high.

  ——It was more than just lifted up and thrown into the sky!

   reached the highest point, and the stone that flew a few meters suddenly fell back.

  Zhou Jing raised his hands to the sky, caught the boulder that was close to a person's height, and a circle of smoke and dust burst under his feet, but his whole body was steady, not even shaking.

   Everyone's shocked expressions instantly froze on their faces.

  Crack!

   The middle-aged scribe broke the folding fan, and his eyes almost flew out.

   The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide and almost dislocated his chin.

  The heroic woman gasped, her scalp tingling.

   The three of them looked at Zhou Jing as if they were looking at a ghost!

   The audience was silent for only a second, and the cheers rang out.

"Okay!!"

   Everyone flushed, clapping their hands vigorously and applauding excitedly.

   At the same time, the three middle-aged scribes couldn't help but glance at each other, and they could see the horror in each other's eyes.

   The middle-aged man personally tried the weight of the boulder. At this time, he couldn't believe it, and was extremely horrified:

   "Good skills! Even the 'Heaven King', who is known as the No. 1 master of the Green Forest, doesn't have such divine power! If I put him right, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of Shihe!"

   "Is this still human?" The heroic woman's expression was as if she had seen a ghost.

   On the contrary, it was the middle-aged scribe who had always been calm. At this time, as if he was drunk, his face was flushed with excitement, and his excitement was unbearable:

   "I didn't expect to meet such a hero in such a small place, how could you not make friends?! If you can invite him up the mountain to gather together, you can beat the invincible hand in the southern green forest!!"

   (end of this chapter)