It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

The sword becomes a line?

Try your best to cut out the white light?

Master?

Zhou An lowered his head silently to prevent others from seeing his strange expression.

There is nothing wrong with the sword's light forming a line, his sword's light indeed formed a line.

There is nothing wrong with slashing out white light, but he slashed out more than a dozen white lights in one go.

Although half of the air flow in the body is consumed, there is still some energy left.

Can this be called a master?

Zhou An felt that he should keep a low profile. Seeing what Zhang Si County meant just now, he attached great importance to this mysterious master.

This world is too dangerous. If you stand on the bright side, you may have to face many dangerous things.

Of course, Xie Captou and Zhang Sixian didn't know what Zhou An was thinking, and they were still communicating.

"Mr. Zhang, what the county magistrate means is that this matter must be paid attention to. Solving the case as soon as possible can also bring peace to the people." Xie Captou said.

Zhang Si County nodded: "This is our duty to suppress the evil spirits. Don't worry. Go back and tell the county magistrate that we are solving the case overnight."

Xie Captou agreed.

Next, after handling the aftermath, Zhou An followed Xie Captou back to the county government office.

According to the rules, Zhou An wrote a document, submitted it, and went to patrol the streets in the afternoon.

Nothing unusual happened in the afternoon. It was not until the end of duty that Zhou An returned to the Yamen.

"Let's go, let's go, everyone, walk slowly."

"Lao Zhou, you can continue drinking some other time. You go home every day after work these days. You didn't do that before."

"Is it possible that you have found a wife?"

"Nonsense, Lao Zhou was scared of being drunk last time."

"Next time we won't drink and go to the famous Fengyue Tower. We didn't know that Lao Zhou actually knows so many postures."

Amidst the laughter and laughter, a group of migrant workers who had got off work were walking towards their homes one after another.

Yu Hang and Zhou An walked side by side, but this time they did not meet for dinner.

They were neighbors and just had a companion along the way.

Along the way, Yu Hang remained silent and did not speak.

Zhou An asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is it possible that you want to change your private school teacher?"

He knows Yu Hang best. If there is anything that can make Yu Hang silent, it is probably related to reading.

Yu Hang sighed and broke the silence: "Old Zhou, I feel that our Anding County has been really unstable recently, especially since a mysterious master has come and can strike a straight line with his sword."

The corner of Zhou An's mouth twitched slightly: "I'm here when I come. What does it have to do with you? Are you still afraid of this?"

"It's not that I'm afraid." Yu Hang shook his head: "I just feel that the mysterious master who suppresses the secrets is not as fast as him."

Zhou An stopped and said: "Anding County is so big, and there are only so many people to suppress the secrets. Maybe the mysterious master happened to meet him. You seem to be in a bad mood recently."

On weekdays, although Yu Hang is not carefree, he is always laughing and joking, but since this weird incident happened, today is the first time I see Yu Hang being taciturn.

"I'm thinking about how I will deal with this kind of thing when I become an official." Yu Hang clenched his fists.

Zhou An understood that he was envisioning the future.

Yu Hang is a guy who is full of ambitions. He wants to become famous, manage the land and water, and shine on his family, but he has very bad luck.

In fact, Zhou An knew that Yu Hang's literary talent was not bad. If he really took the exam, he should be able to pass it.

But each time it was always a little bit worse, and the first two failures were bizarre.

For the first time, the pen broke during the exam, which instantly messed up Yu Hang's heart.

The second time, I suddenly fell ill during the exam, with vomiting and diarrhea, and I immediately hit a wave of GG.

Now for the third time.

"How about you go to the temple and burn some incense?" Zhou An teased.

Yu Hang rolled his eyes: "We are scholars, and we believe in ourselves. By the way, Lao Zhou, do you have any guesses about the mysterious master this time?"

Zhou An shook his head: "What guesses I can make, let the big shots guess. We are just small detectives, why do we care about this?"

The topic returned to the mysterious master, leaving Zhou An speechless.

Yu Hang looked around and came over mysteriously: "Old Zhou, there are many swordsmen in the world, but if there is one in our small county, the meaning is different."

"There are only a few of them in the entire county. As far as I know, there is only one Capt. Xie. I saw it when I watched him practice swordsmanship."

"There are a few of them at the Suppressing Division. After all, they specialize in this business. Now that there is one more, maybe there is some conspiracy."

Zhou An spread his hands and said helplessly: "We will act as ordered. Don't think so much. You can study peacefully now. When you have a mission, just go out and do it."

Although he said this, Zhou An felt anxious about Xiao Jiujiu.

Unexpectedly, he could become a master even in Anding County when his sword was in perfect alignment.

Just the speed of the sword skill +1 is already comparable to a master like Xie Baotou who has been practicing for countless years.

When Capt. Xie was young, he single-handedly wiped out water bandits.

Now that I am older, my skills are becoming more and more sophisticated.

I just cut vegetables.

"I'll have to practice more when I get back." Zhou An made up his mind.

The two of them walked and chatted all the way until they came to the remote alley.

Yu Hang lived not far in front of Zhou An. He went into the house first, and then Zhou An returned to his home.

After making a simple dinner, Zhou An picked up the kitchen knife and went to the kitchen.

Among the pot-bending and knife skills, he now plans to upgrade his sword skills to lv.3.

Both are level two, but the knife is more convenient.

As a police officer, it makes sense for me to carry a knife with me.

You can't carry a pot with a mouth on your back, right?

So from a practical point of view, Zhou An plans to start with sword skills.

"start!"

Zhou An took a deep breath, his eyes gradually narrowed, he raised the kitchen knife and cut it on the chopping board.

The sound of shaking sounded in the night.

The whole process is extremely boring.

When his arm became sore from cutting, Zhou An would activate the airflow to relieve the pain in his arm and continue chopping vegetables.

Proficiency has increased a little slowly, but it is still within the acceptable range.

Zhou An never tired of this and repeated the action.

If your hands are sore, use airflow to recover. If you run out of airflow, just wait patiently for a while.

Chopping, recovery.

Although the cycle is boring, for a liver emperor, this boringness has long been adapted to.

…

The next day.

Zhou An got up early, stretched out, and a line of text appeared in front of his eyes.

[Sword Skill lv.2: 2056/20000]

The labor last night was not in vain. You will be rewarded for your efforts, and your proficiency has been improved quite well.

It was getting dark, so Zhou An went out as usual, had breakfast at a stall, and then walked towards the Yamen.

Today is not a street patrol. After lunch, Zhou An is like a salted fish, drinking tea and chatting in the room.

However... he found that the atmosphere in the room was different.