As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.
She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...
The fierce wild boar held on for a few seconds before collapsing.
Three wild boars fell in succession...
No matter how fierce the remaining two wild boars were, their animal instincts sensed the danger, and this time they wanted to escape.
It's too late.
When dozens of young and strong men attacked simultaneously, even the fiercest creatures could only be slaughtered and eaten.
With the combined efforts of the entire village.
The wild boars that had run down the mountain finally all stayed behind.
It fulfilled the wishes of the elderly women.
Lin Jingyu returned early.
Yang Shujue, Peng Shiyu, Mu Qiuyue, and Liu Aiying looked at each other as if they were watching their own idols.
Her eyes were sparkling, she wanted to pounce on him...
"Have you seen enough?"
Lin Jingyu couldn't stand their gazes. "Are you planning to roast me alive with your eyes?"
"Don't worry, you won't get cooked."
Yang Shujue seemed not to recognize her, his gaze sweeping over her. "Jingyu, tell me honestly, are you a descendant of some ancient martial arts family?"
We never knew you had this ability?
Judging by your skills, you must have trained, right?
"Who says you don't know?"
Lin Jingyu glanced at him, "Have you forgotten the last time I went up the mountain with that girl..."
I understood instantly.
They clearly remembered that Lin Jingyu had killed a wild boar with a machete when they brought it back from the mountain last time.
Now again?
Wait, did it happen twice more?
Two more wild boars were taken down, so...
"Tell me honestly, are you from an ancient martial arts family?"
When Yang Shujue arrived in this era, she had never met anyone who knew martial arts.
In her opinion, Lin Jingyu was definitely the first.
So she said with certainty, "You can't fool me. You must have martial arts skills. No ordinary person, no matter how powerful, could do what you do."
"If you say so, then it is."
Lin Jingyu did not refute, "My maternal grandfather used to be a bodyguard, and I studied under him for a few years."
As for whether they qualify as an ancient martial arts family, I cannot say for sure.
"Definitely."
Yang Shujue's eyes lit up. "The bodyguards who escort goods all have martial arts skills, otherwise who would hire them to escort goods?"
I never imagined there was a female knight-errant hidden among us.
Jingyu, would you teach us martial arts too?