Becoming a Taoist Master by Walking on the Underworld

Chapter 3 Is that magic you cast?
I glanced at the properties panel.

Name: Chen Yushu
Age: twelve years old
skill:
Reading: literacy (22/100), calligraphy: self-defense (27/100)
……

Seeing that there was indeed some progress in the 'reading' and 'literacy' items, he was satisfied.

“This should be the function of the attribute panel. It can show the improvement progress of a skill at any time.

Moreover, once recorded, it will never be forgotten.

Once you have learned, you have learned. Once you have mastered, you have mastered. There will be no forgetting or regression.

I can intuitively feel that I am stronger today than I was yesterday.

Moreover, once I read carefully, even if I already know every word, the experience value of reading can still be increased. Although it is only a little, I have a feeling that as long as I work hard, I will gain something.

In other words, even if I don't have any other books, as long as I rely on this "Three Character Classic", I can master the reading and literacy skills to 100%?"

Chen Yushu had already determined the progress changes of this attribute panel long before.

Every time you read it carefully, you can make more progress in your reading.

Of course, if you just skim through it, it won't work, and you won't gain any experience points. Moreover, the further you go, the less experience points you gain, unlike at the beginning, when you can directly gain three or four experience points.

Obviously, this book can no longer meet his reading needs.

However, he did not put the book away directly. Instead, he picked up a wooden pole from the ground and began to write words on the ground, stroke by stroke.

This is when he started practicing calligraphy.

After reading, you should write.

But due to limited conditions, he could only use a wooden stick as a pen and the ground as paper.

He wrote every stroke very carefully.

In his previous life, he could not remember what he was writing, and he hadn't written seriously for more than ten years.

Calligraphy with a brush? He doesn’t even know how to hold the brush.

Therefore, the realm of his calligraphy is "self-defense", and he can guess the meaning - only he can recognize it.

He didn't care about it and wrote carefully, stroke by stroke.

After half an hour, he finished writing a Three Character Classic.

Reading +1
Calligraphy +3
Reading: literacy (23/100), calligraphy: self-defense (30/100).

Every time you write, you are reading again to deepen your memory, so both items can be increased.

The improvement is not significant though.

But he was content.

Especially when looking at the words on the ground, I vaguely noticed that the font seemed to be a little neater.

When he started to read and write, his parents actually got up earlier.

The two of them went to the fields together to do some farm work. Their mother Zhao Hehua didn't come back until the sun was halfway up. She was busy all the time and went straight into the kitchen to start lighting a fire and cooking.

Of course, what was prepared was not breakfast.

In the concept of most people in Beijiao Village, there is no breakfast, only two meals: breakfast and lunch.

The first meal is usually eaten around 9 to 11 o'clock.

We agreed yesterday to entertain Uncle Zhong. Although the Chen family is not wealthy, they will not go back on their word.

A wisp of smoke rose, and Chen Yushu returned to the room and took out the second book.

"Hundred Family Surnames".

Less than half an hour later.

Chen Yushu finished reading it for the first time and also wrote it again.

The meal at home is also ready.

Chen Baihe also followed him back home. When he saw Chen Yushu, he greeted him and said, "Yushu, go to the east end of the village and ask Uncle Zhong to come over." Chen Yushu responded and walked out of the yard.

The entire Beijiao Village is not big. It is located along the banks of a river from east to north. Houses are scattered on both sides of the river, with only a bridge in the middle.

This bridge is an old-fashioned wooden bridge. Although it is very stable, he would feel a little nervous every time he walked on it, because when he looked down from the bridge, there was a huge stone upstream. This stone was like a fish's mouth, tilted from top to bottom, and there was a groove on the edge that looked like a fish's eye. The lower half was blocked by river mud, so it was not too obvious.

But according to old people in the village, most of the stone was exposed a few years ago, and its outline is more obvious. There are also stones connected to the "fish mouth" below, just like a real big fish coming out of water.

The mouth was open, as if it wanted to eat someone.

It was also during that period that things were very evil here. Every year people would drown under the bridge even though the river was not very deep.

After crossing the bridge, he soon arrived at Uncle Zhong's house.

At this time, it seemed that someone wanted to ask Uncle Zhong to do something. When he came in, he just happened to hear the other party saying, "You must come on October 8th."

"I know. It won't be a problem."

Then, it was Uncle Zhong’s voice.

The man nodded and walked out of Uncle Zhong's yard. Chen Yushu took a look at the other person. He was an old man in his forties or fifties, dressed simply. He ignored him and just left.

"Uncle Zhong, come to my house for dinner."

Chen Yushu shouted quickly.

Then he entered the yard.

The yard of Uncle Zhong's house is not big. You can see the hall directly from the door. There is a statue in the center of the hall. The statue looks like an old man. Chen Yushu knows that this is the local land god. It is said that he was a well-known good man three hundred years ago. After his death, he was remembered and worshipped, and evolved into a god.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhong actually invited him into his home and offered incense and worship.

It is also worth mentioning that on the altar, Chen Yushu also saw the bell that was rung yesterday and the willow whip.

In addition, there is a wooden sword and a pair of rusty scissors.

According to what Uncle Zhong said yesterday, the bell was an old artifact. Could it be that the wooden sword and scissors were also old artifacts?
I just don't know what this "old object" is.

"It's Yushu, your father is just too polite."

When Uncle Zhong saw him, he asked with a smile, and then said, "Are you okay now?"

"never mind."

Chen Yushu nodded quickly.

Apart from being a little weak, he was indeed fine.

"That's good."

Uncle Zhong nodded, and without delay, he followed him out of the house and casually asked, "I heard that you rarely go out now, and you stay at home studying?"

Seeing him nod, Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "It's good to study. Only when you are educated can you understand the truth and find a good way out.

If I pass the imperial examination in the future, it will bring honor to my family.

Besides, these mysterious things will not come to our door."

"Can reading protect you from ghosts?"

Chen Yushu was already interested in these things, so he asked quickly.

"Reading books can't prevent ghosts, but ghosts are afraid of people who read books because they are upright. Ghosts like the little ghosts you encountered before don't dare to get close to them. If they get close, they will be scattered.

To have a good reputation and be protected by the government is something that many people envy. "

Uncle Zhong was in a good mood at the moment and didn't mind talking to him about this.

"So what are your skills?

Is it a spell?"

Chen Yushu thought about it and asked again.

(End of this chapter)