The Era of Game

39 Lishu

    Wan Jingtian pouted, he still felt like an ascetic monk sent to Shaolin Temple to practice.

    But he still took the bucket.

    "How long do you have to practice like this!" he asked sadly.

    Gao Baoshan said: "It depends on what your goal is. Seeing that you have a weak body and have no power to bind chickens, let's try a one-month package first! After a month, you can probably follow the mountain. The brothers are evenly divided."

    "What?" Wan Jingtian was not satisfied with this progress. "After a month of your devil training method, I will be at the level of those little thieves?"

    Gao Baoshan patted Wan Jingtian on the shoulder: "Young people, don't be too impetuous. One month has been the blessing of Gao Baoshan! You must know that the brothers on the mountain practice every day. It's not about the weather!"

    "Three to five years?" Wan Jingtian looked contemptuously, "Are you really stupid? I've seen an advertisement for a fitness center. Muscles are quick in a month!"

    Gao Baoshan was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, and smiled: "Look at me, you have forgotten that you are from another world. Here, although the enhancement is strength, in fact, what is training is the strength of the soul. , It’s not those stupid muscles! Only a strong enough soul is the foundation of all other abilities. Otherwise, look at me, how can there be any muscles on my body? But I dare not say that when it’s far, but at least in Shi Rong On the mountain, no one can compete with me!"

    Wan Jingtian looked at Gao Baoshan's chubby figure, plump and slack, and it was indeed not connected with the word "muscle". He nodded as if he didn't understand--but he didn't. He also forgot that this is not the real world anymore, and he can't understand the laws in the real world, so the npc is what it says.

    It's just that the sense of substitution in this game is so strong that he is always confused.

    "Okay, just practice it here. When you train your soul to a level that can bear my sword skills, I will naturally teach you my sword skills. I will come back this time to get something. Go back to take care of those injured." Gao Baoshan finished speaking, went to the kitchen to get some strange ingredients, and really hurried away.

    But what is the strength of the soul? How can we know if it is strong? ——Forget it, don't think about that, let's get water. At least Gao Baoshan didn't seem to be lying to himself. Wan Jingtian thought.

    The process of fetching water is painful, and an hour is as long as a year. When the three tanks are full, it's midnight. Wan Jingtian generally collapsed and returned to the guest room, falling asleep.

    In this game, the fatigue value is also fully feedback!

    The next day, Wan Jingtian briefly inspected several key places in the village, and rode to Shuitian Village.

    One day later, Shuitian Village was still dilapidated. The villagers sat together in twos and threes, and they were not doing reconstruction work in full swing as Wan Jingtian imagined.

    Wan Jingtian’s horseshoe walked all the way, and people stood up one after another to express their gratitude to Wan Jingtian, but they did not look very happy one by one.

    Wan Jingtian was confused and ordered people to call the village chief Gu Yang.

    Gu Yang was also injured, with a bandage on his head, walking with a cane. When he saw Wan Jingtian on horseback, the feeling in his heart was extremely complicated. Just a few days ago, he personally condemned Wan Jingtian to behead beheading and put him in a cell. Now, Wan Jingtian has become the savior of the whole village, which really embarrassed Gu Yang.

    Gu Yang lowered his head slightly, clasped his fists and said: "Wan knight, I was rude before, and Gu Yang is here to apologize to you."

    To say that Wan Jingtian has no resentment against Gu Yang, it is absolutely false-no matter who has just appeared, he can't help saying that he has been sentenced to death, and it is impossible to remain calm. But now seeing Gu Yang's appearance and considering that he is an old man, Wan Jingtian does not intend to pursue it.

    Wan Jingtian got off his horse and said, “It’s not necessary to apologize. After all, I was not really beheaded by the village chief. Wan Jingtian is not a stingy person, so don’t worry about the village chief. It’s just that the village chief arrested me without any explanation. I got up and was convicted of an unnecessary felony, which made me misbelieve what the traitor said, thinking that the paddy field village was all a bunch of barbaric and vicious villagers, so in the matter of bandits attacking the village, although I have never done murder and arson , But also made some mistakes: For example, that night, I helped open the village door."

    Gu Yang himself only felt that he was ashamed of Wan Jingtian. Hearing what Wan Jingtian said, he quickly said: "We are sorry for Wan Jingtian first, and the great kindness of Wan Jingtian who saved my village is behind. , So we really dare not and should blame the misguided practices among the ten thousand knights!"

    Wan Jingtian nodded with satisfaction, and said, "I hope the village chief will help me explain to the villagers."

    Gu Yang said: "You can rest assured. As the village chief, Gu Yang is here to assure you that the villagers of Shuitian Village are grateful to you now and will never complain about the trivial things at that time. "Gu Yang said, suddenly his face turned black, and said: "If there is any ungrateful guy who dares to have the slightest complaint against Wan Xia Shi, then he will no longer be from my paddy field!"

    Wan Jingtian waved his hand hurriedly and said, "Hey, the village chief doesn't have to be like that."

    The villagers all forgave him, so Xueer's three punishment tasks are now only helping the villagers rebuild the Shuitian Village.

    Thinking of rebuilding Shuitian Village, Wan Jingtian asked Gu Yang again: "I clearly ordered people to help you rebuild Shuitian Village yesterday. Why hasn't any progress been made since one day has passed? And I don't think everyone is working."

    Speaking of this, Gu Yang sighed deeply. He said: "Wan Daxia did not know that the'lishu' in our village was burned down in that fire. Now, hey, I am afraid that it cannot be rebuilt. Now, some people I even plan to go to relatives in other villages..."

    "No!" Wan Jingtian resolutely stopped. What if the people in Shuitian Village are scattered? What about his task of rebuilding the village?

    Gu Yang didn't expect Wan Jingtian's reaction to be so violent, and was startled by Wan Jingtian's tone: "But Lishu..."

    "What the hell is'Lishu', is it so important?" Wan Jingtian asked.

    Gu Yang was even more surprised: "The hero asked what'lishu' is? Is the hero joking?"

    Several people next to them heard the conversation here, and they all looked at him.

    Listening to Gu Yang's tone, this "lishu" should be something of common sense. Although I don't know, I don't know, but I don't know the things of common sense, which is a bit embarrassing after all. Wan Jingtian forced a serious face and said, "I ask you what, just answer it!"

    Gu Yang respectfully said: "Yes, yes. This'lishu' is a sacred tree that people must have to build villages and cities. The tree has two major functions. One of them is to drive away wild beasts and demons and keep them away. If allowed, one cannot enter the area covered by the divine power of the sacred tree. If there is no inner tree, beasts and demons will run wild, especially some species, which feed on humans. Therefore, without the inner tree, we would not have one A safe space. Even if a village is built, it will soon be destroyed."