I looked at the clothes on my body and saw that they were all tributes from the Qin Dynasty. They were obviously extremely inappropriate in this era.
He looked at his hair again. This is an ancient saying that the body's hair and skin are shaped by his parents. It would definitely be even weirder if he changed into modern clothes and had long hair on his head.
But compared to the current clothes and long hair, this outfit is obviously more eye-catching.
He ducked and re-entered the Shimen space. When he came out, Zhao Wen was already dressed in casual clothes, his leather shoes were shining with black light, he also had a top-notch watch on his wrist, and his hair was tied into a ponytail.
Clothing in the biochemical world may still be conspicuous in this era, but in this era there are many people who have returned from studying abroad, so it is not unacceptable to others.
After walking forward for a while, he arrived at a main road. Looking at a person not far away, Zhao Wen shouted directly: "Fellow, what is the boundary here?"
"Seven or eight miles ahead is Fengtian City!" He turned around and glanced at Zhao Wen, who was wearing a dress. Envy flashed across the face of the young man in front, and he replied with a smile.
"Fengtian!"
If Zhao Wen remembers correctly, Gong Baosen lives in Fengtian City. In several worlds, he has been sent to the protagonist of the mission. This time is obviously no exception. Zhao Wen is in a good mood without having to work hard to find it.
After asking all the way, I came to a courtyard and looked up and down. The door was closed tightly. According to the induction of internal force, the whole courtyard was not big. There were four people in it, but each person's energy and blood were affected by the induction of internal force.
Like a raging fire.
Just the scent he sensed made Zhao Wen look forward to the martial arts in this world. He raised his hand gently, and a box containing hundreds of kilograms of gold appeared in his hand, and then he knocked on the door.
"Bang bang bang!"
Who are you looking for? As the door opened, an old man with fierce eyes stood at the door and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Boy Zhao Wen, I heard that Mr. Gong has great martial arts skills and came here to visit. This is a gift. Please accept it!"
Seeing that the young man in front of him handed over the box in his hand without waiting for rejection, Lao Jiang raised his hand to take it. He felt his hand sink and his expression changed instantly.
Such a small box, but with such a weight, was the only item he knew of, such as gold.
It's just that he was given such a heavy gift when he came to visit, and even he could feel the weight. It must have weighed hundreds of kilograms, but the young man just handed it over very casually, as if it were a straw.
After looking Zhao Wen up and down, there was no trace of any martial arts training on his body, but he had such power. The words "natural power" suddenly appeared in Lao Jiang's mind.
"You wait here, I'll inform the master!"
As he spoke, the fierce look in Lao Jiang's eyes had disappeared, and he ran towards the house without even closing the door.
"Master, Master, a young man came to visit. This is a gift from him. I think it should be gold. Such a small box weighs hundreds of kilograms. There is no trace of martial arts training but it can be carried very easily. It is obviously a natural gift.
Divine power!"
"A young man born with supernatural powers came to visit with a hundred pounds of gold as a gift?"
Gong Baosen, who was in his sixties, had a gleam in his eyes. He opened the box and took a look. Gold bricks were neatly placed in the box!
"With a good family background, such a big gift is definitely not a big deal!"
"Master, since I've given you such a big gift, why don't you come in and see what's going on!" A young man on the other side, with a straight back and a sharp face, opened the door and warned.
After the Japanese army entered the city, fewer and fewer people came to practice martial arts. The family did not have much savings, and Ma San, who was in charge of external affairs, was already worried.
Now someone has given so much gold, which is enough to buy hundreds of lives. No matter what it is, Ma San is going to listen.
Gong Baosen glanced at Ma San. Ma San was now responsible for the household expenses. Although he didn't know it, he could tell from Ma San's face recently that there must be something wrong. He sighed softly and said: "
Invite the guests in!"
Following Lao Jiang all the way to the living room, he saw an old man in his sixties sitting upright, and a young man in his thirties standing next to him. The gold he gave was placed in front of the old man, and Zhao Wen was suddenly convinced.
, took a few steps forward, bowed and performed an ancient ritual: "Junior Zhao Wen pays homage to senior!"
She was dressed in a dress, but she still had long hair, and unlike the long hair that had been braided and repaired, it was obviously grown naturally since childhood. Her demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant. As she walked in, her aura was extremely stable, which made Gong Baosen satisfied.
nodded.
"I wonder why my little friend is giving such a heavy gift?"
"The development of modern firearms is getting faster and faster. In the West, I even heard that some people used heavy machine guns to guard a fortress. One person blocked tens of thousands of people and even killed more than 7,000 people!"
While talking, Zhao Wen took out a pistol from the biochemical world from his waist and handed it to Gong Baosen and said: "You only need a child to lightly buckle it, and you can shoot him within fifty meters."
Wear steel plates!”
Gong Baosen took the pistol and looked at it carefully with a sad face, while on the other side, Ma San's eyes were blood red.
It only takes a child to punch through a steel plate with just one click. Why did I practice martial arts so hard since I was a child?
"The younger generation originally studied military affairs in the West, but facing the powerful national power and modern armies of the West, he felt fear in his heart. Hearing that the seniors were highly skilled in martial arts, he came here to learn from his masters to strengthen his body and train himself.
will!"
"What did you say?"
Gong Baosen stood up suddenly and looked at Zhao Wen with surprise on his face.
Since firearms have become more and more powerful, the decline of martial arts has become visible to the naked eye. He even wants to spread the Northern Boxing to the South and gather masters from the North and the South to find a way out for the martial arts.
But Zhao Wen's words just now sounded like thunder in his mind!
"Hahaha!"
A burst of laughter rang out. In the face of a large number of firearms, the living space of martial arts was getting smaller and smaller. It could strengthen the body, train the will, and even spread martial arts to the army, which was equivalent to finding a new way out for martial arts.
"Come on, Master Xing, I will accept you as my disciple!"
Originally, as Gong Baosen, he had to summon all his relatives and friends when accepting a disciple. Only with the witness of each sect could he truly accept a disciple into his sect.
When such a disciple goes out and others know his identity, even for Gong Baosen's sake, he will be a little polite.
But now, since we know that this disciple will develop in the army in the future, he will definitely not be able to travel around the world to make a world for himself as his disciple, so Baosen will just save these etiquette palaces!