C1 The First Chapter

"Today's curfew! You are not allowed to go out after the time limit for each household. Those who violate the law will be sent to jail! " A few armored soldiers loudly announced the news as they knocked their gongs!

This was the first sound Jiang Cheng heard when he woke up. He looked around blankly and tried to find the camera and the director and other related people. His first reaction was that he had mistakenly entered the ancient costume studio.

"Hey, buddy, what kind of scene are you guys filming? Why don't I see the director and the camera?" Jiang Cheng casually pulled a "passerby" who made way for the soldiers and asked.

"Psycho!" This was the answer Jiang Cheng got. The other party's accent was a bit strange, and his eyes were full of disdain. Jiang Cheng felt that the makeup of this "crowd actor" was impeccable, and it should be a big production. However, this was not a good habit. At most, he would just enter the industry. How could he have such a big temper? If he became famous in the future, he would definitely act like a big shot and act like he had no friends!

Jiang Cheng started to move forward. He was constantly checking the camera's position. He was afraid that it would affect other people's filming plans. It would not be good if he rashly ran into the camera and became an eyesore for this movie. What would happen to him if he was flamed online? What would happen if he was flamed online? What would his parents think of him? What would the neighbors think of his parents? In short, the problem was very serious!

"You! Come here, what are you dressed like? Sneaking around, what are you trying to do? " Jiang Cheng did not expect the soldiers to stop and greet him. Did Jiang Cheng think that he was sick? Why was he not putting on an act and shouting?

Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at the other party. "I was passing by!"

"Hey, why didn't you say you were a local? Could it be a spy from the enemy country? Arrest him!" Jiang Cheng wanted to laugh at the leader's words, but what did the last three words mean?

Jiang Cheng quickly understood. Capturing him was not a line, but an order. It was a pure capture, and Jiang Cheng was successfully arrested!

Damn it, this was not a drill, nor was it an act!

When Jiang Cheng entered the prison muddle-headed, the soldiers did not give him any chance to speak. No miracle happened when he shouted "throat breaking. " When he was thrown into a prison full of ancient style, he thought of a possibility - transmigration!

"No way! Other people who transmigrate start from dolls or possess young masters. Why is it that I, this suspect who is suspected to have transmigrated directly became a fresh suspect?" Jiang Cheng wailed in grief.

Looking at those "neighbors" who had arrived earlier than him, it really did not seem like they were acting! Who would have the courage to knock their head against the wall and bleed profusely?

Wasn't it just a car crash!? It could even pass through? Jiang Cheng really didn't believe in such a character. One had to know that he was pretty old, and even his biggest prize money couldn't exceed four digits. This kind of probability could be worn?

It was obvious that the other prisoners weren't willing to pay attention to him, but fortunately, the matter of him picking up soap didn't happen. It could be considered a great fortune among misfortune! Anyway, no matter how Jiang Cheng asked, no one paid any attention to him. He even used such an extreme method of singing and did not attract any attention!

"This can't be a reality show, right?" Jiang Cheng still did not give up. All kinds of reliable guesses rushed into his mind.

Jiang Cheng, who had a big heart, fell asleep. He even had a beautiful dream. In his dream, he worshiped Grandmaster Ye Wen and became Li Xiaolong's senior brother first. He used Wing Chun with one hand to sweep away all obstacles and became the world's number one boxing star!

All sorts of smooth fantasies. Until he was awakened by the cold! Yes, the surrounding environment was still chaotic. The single room was still in the shape of a cell, rough, unpleasant, and crude!

How simple was it? Jiang Cheng actually walked out from the fence easily! He walked out, he came out! The prisoner who had not fallen asleep stared at him in surprise, but did not report or complain. He watched Jiang Cheng walk through the tunnel, and then walked out of the hole in the wall of the cell!

Jiang Cheng did not feel guilty about this kind of low-level prison break. He just wanted to find the person who tricked him! It was pitch black outside, but he was sure that it was a number. Those houses were all ancient style buildings. Jiang Cheng was not sure if it was a film studio city or not.

It didn't make sense! Why was there no one? Could it really be a curfew? In other words, the possibility of transmigration had increased greatly! Jiang Cheng's heart felt like it was frozen. After adapting to the pitch-black environment, he suppressed his footsteps and wandered around.

After performing a full body check-up, he was still wearing a casual suit. Wait, he did not leave his phone for even a moment. Where did his wallet go? He regretted not being vigilant enough. How could he lose the key item! Even though it was impossible to have sex photos, he would still be suffering from phone autism. He would die!

The more he walked, the more confused he became. There were no toilets, no shops, only occasional snores and dog barks. There were no modern items! Was there such a large film studio complex? Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a little cold.

"It's midnight. Be careful of the candles!"

If the soldier's orders were accurate, it meant that he was under curfew. Once he was caught, he would have to be sent back to face the prisoners. Although he didn't understand why the retainer would report such a strange period of time.

"Uncle!" Jiang Cheng used Mandarin this time. He was used to using a dialect, which was why he was labeled as a spy. He found that these people spoke almost Mandarin. He learned his lesson and started to speak Mandarin.

The man was a skinny old man. He was shocked by the sudden shout, "Ai, young man, you don't know how scary people are. My heart!"

"I'm sorry, uncle. I want to ask you for directions. I was drunk just now and woke up to find out where I am. " Jiang Cheng pretended to be drunk and had a headache.

"You young people. Seriously, today is a curfew. If you are found, you will have to be arrested and locked up for two days. Let's go. You can't find a place to stay now. Come with me to my place for the night. We will talk later. Don't talk. Follow me!" The man suddenly became serious.

At that moment, a group of soldiers walked over. They could see that they were patrolling. The person in the lead with the torches said, "Hey, Chief Cai, what are you doing here if you don't shout?"

"Yo, Chief Li. He doesn't have a disciple. I'm telling him in detail what to take note of. " The old man nodded and nodded in response.

"Oh, so it's like that. Alright, let's continue patrolling. If anything happens, report it in time. Don't try to show off!" The soldier left after saying that.

Jiang Cheng followed the old man to a simple and crude house, but it was still considered clean. A simple wooden bed and a table were all decorated. The old man took out a fire discount. He lit the oil lamp. Yes, Jiang Cheng saw a fire folding! It was not a lighter, not a match, but a folding torch!

Jiang Cheng could clearly see the old man's appearance. His face looked like he was in his eighties, and his skin was dry. He looked like a good old man. That was why it was said that the image was born from the heart. Jiang Cheng had just helped Jiang Cheng deceive the old man, and Jiang Cheng had already defined it, so it directly affected the senses of the old man's appearance.

"Thank you, uncle. If it wasn't for you just now, I would have been arrested!" Jiang Cheng thanked him sincerely.

"It's fine. Who doesn't have an urgent matter?" The old man replied casually. "Where is this young man from?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and said, "Uh, uncle, I'm a local. I was just drunk and was casually thrown there by a few companions. I'm confused, that's why I don't know where I am. "

"You're also from Jin Province? Haha, you don't have to lie to me, old man. I've been fighting for 50 years, and although I don't know everyone from Jinzhou City, I can still get familiar with them!" The old man smiled kindly.

"I'm sorry, uncle. I've never traveled far before. I really don't know where I am from!" Jiang Cheng did not feel uneasy about being seen through and continued to talk.

"Oh? Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid you are a disciple of some sect. No wonder. You must have been practicing martial arts since you were young. You haven't even mastered the basic living methods! Is that so? " The old man said with a laugh.

"Uh, yes, Master never lets him go out, so he really isn't familiar with him. He didn't intentionally deceive Uncle, please forgive him!" Jiang Cheng sincerely apologized.

"It's okay! This place is called Jin Province, a large province in the southern part of the empire. The city of the province is called Jinzhou City. " The elder spoke the name of the place.

"What year and month is it now?" Jiang Cheng asked in fear.

In the old man's opinion, this young man was drunk! "Year 23 of the Heavenly Sun Calendar, 8th of February. " The old man was also in charge of answering in detail!

Jiang City's heart was like a tempestuous storm. He had transmigrated! He had really transmigrated! The old man did not even hear clearly when he spoke. The old man looked at Jiang Cheng with a pitiful gaze. "Young man, he said. You rest. I still have to go out and take a nap. This is my last day's work. After finishing it today, I will return to my hometown. Just close the door when you leave!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned. He heard another voice that almost made him go berserk!

"Beep, chivalrous hero system loaded. "

An electronic synthesizer sound made Jiang Cheng lose his sense of propriety.

Unable to find the source of the sound made Jiang Cheng panic. He was sure that this was not an illusion.

"System," Jiang Cheng whispered. The rich reading history made his nerves tensile. The various fantasies in novels made him fully believe in the existence of the golden finger.

An extremely science-fictional side appeared in front of Jiang Cheng, creating something out of nothing.

He waved his hand, and there were no obstacles in front of him. He turned around, squatted down, and closed his eyes. All of them were there! Right in front of him!

It was like a screen in a sci-fi movie.

Jiang Cheng was not used to the current scene. It was like a transparent plastic piece with a picture drawn in front of him, or rather, a picture drawn on the glasses. It could be seen normally, but the picture on the lens would always follow.

Looking at the interface again, it was exactly the same as Word's editing page, except that there were no dishes on all four sides.

"Why does it look like a mobile phone game 'Legend of Wuxia' that was played before being hit by a car?"

In fact, that was exactly the case. The first line showed: "Newbie, welcome to the world of Wuxia, welcome to the Pugilistic World!"

"1. Status 2, Observation 3, Mission 4, Skill 5. Map 6. System. " This was the second line.

He stretched out his hand and tried to click on it. However, he also passed through it. There were no signs of shaking or even ripples.

He tried to concentrate and called out in his heart, "Status. " The "Word" interface displayed different content word by word.

"Host: Jiang Cheng (Bound)"

"Healthy (Hungry)"

"[Newbie]"

Returning to the next level, he continued his exploration, "Observation!"

"Observe who?"

One, Cai Si2, and Cancel Jiang Cheng looked up and saw Mrs Zhang and Zhao Er, who were working not far away.

"Cai Si, Healthy (Hungry)

Ordinary people. "

"F * ck, what does a 'rookie' like me count as?" Jiang Cheng muttered to himself. Again!

"Current mission: None. "

"Possessed Skill: Wing Chun!"

"[Map function not activated]"

Wait a minute! Jiang Cheng was confused. When did he learn and master Wing Chun? He was like a broken piece in his mind when he woke up from a hangover! But his body clearly told him. . . It was just like the scene in a short dream in the prison. He had suddenly become an "expert" who could use Wing Chun skillfully. It seemed like he had missed something!

"One punch, one palm, one horse, one step. The steps must be steady. There are three stops to the attack. One stop to the shoulder, two stop to the elbow, and three stop at the fingertips of the palm. Perseverance will allow the water to flow smoothly and the air to flow freely. Move your waist and hip. Don't move the bridge. Move your waist and hip. Don't move your waist and hip. " Everything in the dream was still very clear. Ye Wen had taught him very carefully, from the practice to the fighting style.

He clapped his hands and rushed forward, his pillow hands rushed forward, his hands held each other's palms, and he used his Japanese fist to chop his neck and palm. . . Everything seemed to have penetrated deep into his bones.

Jiang Cheng tried to raise his hand and was ready to punch. One second, he didn't attack, two seconds, he didn't attack, three seconds, and he still didn't attack. Jiang Cheng only threw a punch after five seconds of deciding to fight. Delay! There was an f * cking delay! His moves were extremely standard, but there was a delay. How was he supposed to play it?

Jiang Cheng felt a headache coming on from this inconceivable matter, but it was obviously not a good time to study it. He continued to look at the system!

"System!"

"Storage tools to help turn off the information and return. "

Jiang Cheng's heart beat abnormally fast when he silently recited the storage space, approaching the explosive clock!

The reality was cruel. "There is nothing in the document storage space. " As a young man of the 21st century, there were a few storage spaces that were not filled with emotions such as rings, bracelets, necklaces, and so on. Those were divine artifacts!

After all this time, it was only a place to store documents.

"The tool system has yet to be activated. " Fine, none of them can be used.

Information panel - - - just like an email. At present, there is only one. Jiang Cheng opened it with his mind. Congratulations to the host for opening the system and gifting a beginner fist technique - Wing Chun. Gift method: Dream Teaching! This method was a subconscious teaching method. There might be a delay in using it in real life, and it had to be eliminated through practice!

Sister, you don't need to play with this kind of hidden reminder! It means that if I can't find this information, I will be blind. Do you really think that there is a way to pass down the teachings of a superior person in your dreams?

Help section "This system's usage rights belong to: Jiang Cheng. Warning: You are not to disclose anything about this system to a third party, or else, you will be killed! System version. ：1. 0”

He still hadn't revealed the origin of this thing. Had he ever heard of a pig leg that had taken the initiative to reveal" Golden Finger "? No, that was why Jiang Cheng felt at ease.

Unable to adapt to the current high-tech perspective, Jiang Cheng simply turned off the screen.

Although he didn't understand where this so-called system came from and why it came from, at least he understood that this thing belonged to him. That was enough. As for whether it was good or bad, he really didn't know?

As a "normal person" who developed cheats, cheated in exams, and played cards with cooperation, what could be better than this time travel gift bag?