Fang Xin thought he had done nothing wrong, but when he thought of Hu Die's reckless personality, he felt a chill on his back.

After placing the refreshments, Linghua sat directly beside Hu Die. The amiable smile on her face seemed to be filled with invisible pressure in Fang Xin's eyes.

"How old is Sister Hu Die this year?"

Is it such a direct topic? Sure enough, Linghua misunderstood something!

Fang Xin hurriedly turned to look at Butterfly, but saw Hu Die calmly and said: "The first day of next month will be eighteen."

And after saying that, he secretly glanced at Fang Xin.

Is it really okay for you to ask someone else’s wife for a birthday gift?

Fang Xin hurriedly changed his sight, picked up the teacup and drank the tea.

Linghua continued to ask as if she hadn't noticed Hu Die's small movement:

"My sister is not young anymore, can I have someone I like now?"

puff!!!

As a result, Fang Xin sprayed out the tea before he could drink it.

The eyes of looking at Ayaka were filled with shock.

I thought to myself: You are just trying to match this! It’s okay if Myolie Wu doesn’t know how to mess around, why do you still want to sell me? Let’s see how I will deal with you tonight!

Hu Die also found something wrong at this time. She just wanted to make a prank today. Why was this sister Linghua not only not angry, but also seemed to be planning to pull her onto the boat?

Hu Die hurriedly wanted to change the topic: "No, no, I still shoulder the responsibility of carrying forward the rebirth hall in Liyue. Of course, I haven't considered these things. But sister, how do you like that...the man over there?"

Hello, you just wanted to call me a bastard! Absolutely! I have worked hard with you for half a month to sell coffins these days, but you just looked at me like that! I was so angry!

"Hey, me?"

Although a little surprised, Linghua did not avoid this question and said in a nostalgic tone: "When I first met Fang Jun, he was a suspicious man wearing strange clothes wandering on the street of Rice Wife. When he talked to him, he couldn't even understand what I was saying."

While Linghua was telling, a fragment of memory was slowly played in Fang Xin's mind.

That is the real story of his first encounter with her.

...

"Can you understand what I say?"

In Fang Xin's eyes, the girl with an incredible appearance with a sea-blue pupil and hair that should not exist in his original world seemed to be talking to him.

He had just arrived in this world without any power, nor could he understand the language here, and for some reason the crowd on the street subconsciously stayed away from him when he saw him, until the girl appeared in front of him and extended her flawless hand to him.

"It seems that you are the traveler whom the Son of God predicted. This is not a place for conversation. I wonder if you would go to God's house with me?"

Although he couldn't understand a word, Fang Xin seemed to be able to understand the meaning of the girl's words. Facing the girl's smile like a warm sun, Fang Xin could not have any doubt at all, and followed Ling Hua's steps to take the first step of his journey to another world.

...

In the study, Fang Xin pointed to the unfamiliar words on the copybook and slowly recited: "Ning... Flower..."

Linghua, who was beside her, corrected helplessly:

"It's Linghua. Fang Jun was surprised to be a fool. He only learned his own name in a day."

How to say that, Tivat's language is not the native language of Fang Xin, and his original world texts and Tivat's words were not translated, Tivat's words were crooked like oracle bone inscriptions, which would be strange if it was so easy to recognize!

Fortunately, Linghua is a very patient teacher. He will teach each word repeatedly until Fang Xin can fully master it, but pronunciation is a big problem. Fang Xin's original accent made it difficult for him to pronounce the speech of Tivat's words in standard.

But how could Fang Xin fall so easily in the first step of his journey to another world?

"Ling...hua...hua...hua...hua...hua."

When she heard Fang Xin successfully pronounce his name, Ling Hua also showed a teacher-like smile, but Fang Xin's next words also surprised Ling Hua a little.

"Linghua, thank you... thank you."

Perhaps it is because no matter what, as long as you enter the door, your learning speed will have a qualitative leap.

But Fang Xin's extremely serious look made Ling Hua stunned.

He is a very gentle and good person.

When Linghua thought this way, maybe he could really bring hope to the Marian Wife as predicted?

"It's getting late, go back early and rest. I will continue to teach you how to read tomorrow."

Under the leadership of Linghua, Fang Xin returned to his room and looked at the unfamiliar furnishings in the room, a strong sense of loneliness surged into his heart.

The inexplicable time travel, without the help of any golden fingers, and even the language was completely unaware of. Why did he come to this world for?

...

The first sleep of a strange environment is always very short. Fang Xin got up early, changed into clothes according to the Linghua Education method, strolled in the corridor of Shenli's house, and admired the cherry blossoms blooming in the courtyard.

Before he knew it, Fang Xin walked to the door of a single large house with a different structure than other houses.

There was a sign hanging above the door, but Fang Xin could only barely recognize the word "Shenli" at the beginning, thinking that it would be impossible to go in rashly, so he would rather take a walk in another place.

As a result, Ling Hua's voice came from behind him: "Jun Fang? Why are you here in the gym?"

It was not until Fang Xin looked at Ling Hua in a sword suit with a confused look on her face that she remembered that Fang Xin still couldn't understand what she said.

"But since you're here, then come in and visit."

Linghua originally planned to teach him how to use sword skills when he recognized Fang Xin almost the same. It would be natural that there would be no problem for him to see it in advance.

Fang Xin followed Linghua into the dojo curiously. Looking at the rows of weapons hanging on the wall, he immediately understood what this place was.

But I thought to myself, how could he, who has just started learning kendo, chase down the ground like Linghua, who has been practicing swordsmanship since childhood. It turns out that magic weapons are more suitable for him?

However, all these thoughts turned into an idea after seeing Ling Hua's extremely elegant and sharp sword skills.
Chapter completed!