ps: Writing articles imitating ancient styles... is really tiring

"Crackling..."

Accompanied by the familiar sound of shattering glass products that I have heard countless times, Ito Cheng's figure appeared from the void, covered in white mist, standing on a green mountain with his eyes closed like a man on a fairy path.

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This situation lasted for three or four minutes before the scene suddenly changed. The white mist retracted and sank into Ito Cheng's body like a torrent returning to the sea, completely revealing his face.

"Huh!" Ito let out a long, thick breath.

"Good air, good spiritual power." Ito Cheng admired as he slowly opened his eyes.

Then his eyes were empty, and he stood there as if he was in a daze. After four or five breaths, he regained his light and stepped out with a smile on his face.

In an instant, Ito Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared.

I don't know where, in a small village composed of hundreds of families, Ito Cheng's figure suddenly appeared on the dusty street.

"Long gown and short coat. I forgot to change my clothes when I arrived. No wonder these people looked at me like that." Looking at the strange looks from around him that glanced at me secretly from time to time, as well as the whispers of several women,

Ito Cheng couldn't help but shook his head and chuckled.

Then he took steps and strode to an alleyway not far away, hiding his figure. When he reappeared, a series of plain blue boy's shirts were covering his body.

But combined with the obviously weirdly short hair, it looks very different no matter how you look at it.

Ito Cheng didn't care about this either. He slapped a dozen folding fans that appeared out of nowhere in his hand. He put his other hand behind his back and staggered forward like an ancient scholar.

It's just that this season is the transition between autumn and winter, and it's the time when the cold wind is biting, which makes his behavior look a bit funny.

However, the people around him seemed to take it as a surprise and ignored it at all.

However, others don't care, but some people do.

"Wu that boy, stop for me." At this moment, a shout came from far away.

Ito Cheng stopped in surprise and turned his head to look over.

In an instant, four or five men wearing faded dark soap clothes, sheathed swords hung at their waists, and red-topped round hats came into his sight.

This image is obviously that of an ancient government servant! But judging from his dress, he is a slave of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

While he was watching intently, these four or five government officials walked up to Ito Cheng.

"Monk?" the leading man asked with a frown.

As soon as the big man opened his mouth, a strong smell of wine spurted out from his mouth.

Ito Cheng, who had sensitive facial features, didn't want to smell such a stench. He immediately raised his fan and put it in front of his face, and at the same time, he moved his body back to hide.

Seeing Ito Cheng's actions, the man's face immediately darkened.

"Take out your penis. I want to check it," the man said in a deep voice.

The so-called ducheng is an ancient ID card. Without this thing, not only can you not leave the county seat, but even if you leave the county seat, you cannot enter other cities. If you are caught, you can go directly to prison without asking the reason. As for

In the end, it all depends on the mood of the official whether he will be sent to the distribution channel or sent directly to the vegetable market.

"No." Ito Cheng said quietly.

"Sure enough. I have long thought that your boy looks like a traitor spy. Brothers, please capture him!" The man's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.

"Okay." The officials on the left and right shouted, and immediately rushed forward to capture Ito Cheng.

According to their understanding, wouldn't a thin boy be easy to catch?

However, the change of things shocked them in an instant. Ito, who was covering his face with a fan, twisted slightly and easily passed the grasp of several government officials. Then he raised his right leg slightly and kicked like a phantom.

Count.

As soon as they heard "bang bang", almost a continuous muffled sound, the few government officials who came over immediately fell out, face down, and fell hard to the ground three or four sides away.

"Eeeyo, ehyo"

"It hurts me so much!"

The fallen government officials cried out in pain.

This is the consequence of Ito Nari's holding back, otherwise none of these guys would be able to withstand Ito Nari's casual blow!

"What are you going to do!" The leading man's face turned pale when he saw this, and he shouted at Ito Cheng who was looking at him. But his wandering eyes completely revealed the panic in his heart.

"I ask and you answer. If you answer well, this tael of silver will be yours. If you answer poorly, you will spend the rest of your life in bed." Ito Cheng turned over his hand and created a small piece of broken silver in his palm.

It was thrown into the air.

"You, you ask." The man's expression changed, but the temptation of money and the threat of force soon defeated the few official status in his heart, and he quickly bent down and smiled.

"Where is this place and what year is it now?" Ito Cheng asked quietly.

"Go back to me, sir, this is Liujia Town near Jingmen in the land of Jingchu. It's the second year of Qianlong's reign." The government official replied quickly.

"In the second year of Qianlong's reign, it's this time again... It seems that the story is about to begin." After hearing the answer from the yamen officer, Ito Cheng thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Ito Cheng no longer hesitated, casually threw the broken silver in his hand to the yamen servant, and disappeared from the place in a flash.

Seeing the sudden disappearance of Ito Cheng, the yamen servant immediately sat down on the ground and murmured to himself, "Did I meet a god?"

On the side, the townspeople who were watching the excitement all felt their hearts skip a beat when they saw this, and those who were pious even knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and prayed.

Not to mention the fairy legends that have been circulating in Liujia Town since then, I only talk about Ito Cheng, who used the magic of Qimen Dunjia to calculate the secret of heaven, and at the same time used the mysterious induction during the calculation to initiate teleportation towards the heaven.

The feeling passed.

In an exaggerated way of traveling like teleportation, it didn't take long for Ito to appear in Sichuan. Then Ito kept walking and quickly moved to the vicinity of Wu Gorge. Finally, he arrived at a riverside small town next to the Wu Gorge waterway.

Stopped at the town center.

"It should be here." Ito Cheng silently counted his fingers and followed the secret passage.

Ito Cheng then gave up his gesture and walked to the river not far away. He found a stubborn stone half a man's height and smoothed the top stone surface with his hands.

With Ito Cheng's palm swiping, handfuls of lime scattered from the stone. After he stopped his hand, the place where the corners were originally divided immediately became abnormally smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

Ito Cheng waved his sleeves to sweep away the remaining dust, turned over and jumped onto the rocks, leisurely admiring the river view, which had nothing to see at all.

one day……

Two days...

Three days...

Gradually, rumors about a silly scholar in Jiangpian spread among the villages and towns near the river, and continued to spread to the villages and towns along the Wu Gorge with the captains of ships that occasionally docked again.

…

In the calm Wuxia River, a small boat carrying people went upstream against the current.

The boat was only three meters long and one meter wide. The locals used gray linen and rattan to erect a canopy for people to rest and shelter from the rain. In terms of style, it is similar to the one in the south of the Yangtze River today.

Some fishermen who make a living live in similar boats.

On top of the boat, three people stood.

One of them is an old man with a bamboo hat on his head and a bamboo pole in his hand. He is standing on the boat and steering the boat. Needless to say, this old man must be the owner of this boat and the leader.

The other two were a man and a woman. The man was wearing a long gown and carrying a long package that looked heavy on his shoulders. His hair was half white and his face was weathered. Judging from his appearance, he was in his fifties.

But his eyes are clear in black and white, piercing with energy, and there is a divine light in his eyes when he closes his eyes. He is obviously a martial arts practitioner with profound internal strength.

The girl is also wearing plain clothes, but she is still young. She looks like she is only thirteen or fourteen years old. She has fair skin and does not look like an ordinary farm girl at all. She is full of heroic spirit, like a heroine in the world, with flowing eyes.

The two are full of innocence and admiration for the man next to them. If the expectations are correct, the two should be father and daughter.

"How can I look back on my homeland in the bright moonlight? With such a country, when will I be able to return to my home?" At this moment, the old man suddenly spoke loudly. But his voice was full of sadness, and tears filled his eyes.

"Dad is feeling sad again. Everything in the world has its own destiny. It's useless to grieve alone. Please take care of your health." When the woman saw this, she couldn't help but comfort her.

"Old man, it's getting late. Ahead is the famous Crow's Mouth. There are villages and towns there. Let's rest on the shore and go ashore to buy some food and drinks." Just at this moment, the boatman's voice rang out.

"Okay, just go ahead. I'm a little sleepy today and won't go ashore." Hearing this, the old man stopped feeling sad and nodded in reply.

"Huh?" However, at this moment, the girl's eyes flashed with strange light and she let out a light huh.

"What's wrong?" The old man turned around and asked.

"Dad, look, there is someone there." The girl said crisply, pointing to the shore that was getting closer.

The man looked forward, and in an instant, the figure of a heroic young man wearing a green shirt and black clothes, holding a wine bottle, and drinking to the moon came into his eyes.

"That's a famous stupid scholar in this area. According to people in the town, this person has been sitting here stupidly for more than half a month and doesn't know what to do." The boatman looked at the young man on the shore and said.

After saying that, the boatman ignored the father and daughter, moored the boat, jumped onto the shore stone, and strode towards the village not far away.

Hearing the boatman's words, the father and daughter looked at the young man on the riverside curiously, and both secretly said, "What a pity." Then they turned back to the cabin to get some food and wine, placed them on the bow of the boat, and started eating with each other.

"Alas." At this moment, a sigh that sounded in the ears of his father and daughter suddenly rang out.

The hands of the father and daughter holding the chopsticks paused, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the young master.
Chapter completed!