The night is already dark.
The main room of Jiang's courtyard is the living room and study room, and people live on both sides.
Xin Zhuo's room is the first of the three rooms on the east side. Next door are Bear Paw and Yam, and next door are Bai Xuanji and Chanyi.
The room is small, simple and solemn. It is made of unknown rocks and special materials and has survived for thousands of years. The bed, bookcases, and wardrobe are made of thousand-year-old mahogany, which becomes stronger as it gets older.
After lighting the oil lamp, the room was very bright.
Xiao Huang hid under the bed and fell asleep.
Xin Zhuo spread the paper, grinded the ink, and wrote down his current sacrifices and all the techniques with the ink.
For the sacrifice of spirits, only the Shennong Cauldron is left. The others are useless and must be replaced.
Kung Fu, martial arts and magical powers are too complex.
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】
【Yuehua:100/100】
[Realm: Innate Earth Immortal Fifth Level (one-tenth of the innate sixth level or five hundred years of innate sacrifice)]
[Dharma: Nine Turns Supreme Glazed Technique]
[Techniques: His horse's escape skills across all directions, his spear technique that sweeps all directions, his martial art of martial arts, the magic of heaven and earth's Kuiyuan treasure, his mirage's nine-transformation fighting palm, xxxx medical skills... Nine Nether Illusion Techniques and Small Seven-star killing array. 】
Nine Nether Illusions?
This is the magical power that captures the spells of immortal cultivators.
Xin Zhuo thought for a while, and then his body moved and turned into a dark mist. Then it changed again and disappeared into the wood of the bed. It was difficult to detect without paying attention.
He restrained his body and sat back behind his books. It was not offensive, but it might be useful at critical moments.
But now I am determined to keep quiet, wait for the weather, and observe the changes in the world outside, so there is no need.
Moreover, it is difficult for him to break through his body that has been "ravaged" by Mochizuki Well without causing trouble, so he can only stay close to his family these days.
He stretched, got up, got into bed, and lay down.
"Crunch!"
At this time, the door of the room was gently opened. Xiong Zhao, wearing a white singlet with long hair scattered, walked in quietly with a tall body, lying on the bedside, with waist-length hair scattered all over the bed, an elf-like face, and a pair of winks. Big blue eyes looked at Xin Zhuo.
This woman with the bloodline of the fox demon clan in the Western Regions was too clingy and dependent on Xin Zhuo. She never left Xin Zhuo even a foot away along the way.
However, Xin Zhuo glanced at the next room in surprise.
Bear Paw blinked again, pouting his red lips: "Yam snores."
"I didn't." Yam Yao's angry retort came from the next room, "It's obviously you who grinded your teeth."
Xiong Zhang didn't even look back and snorted: "I can't grind my teeth."
Xin Zhuo yawned: "So?"
Xiongzhao was barefoot, lifted the quilt, got in like a kitten, leaned in front of Xin Zhuo's neck, arched his head, then raised his head and breathed: "So sir, sniff, do you smell the mint candy? "
As he spoke, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and his whole person seemed to be holy and charming at the same time. He would fall in for no reason and be willing to obey and be driven. I am afraid that the great venerable man will be willing to worship under the pomegranate skirt.
Xin Zhuo raised his hand and flicked her head: "How dare you use your three-legged cat's talent to confuse me? You're so audacious!"
"I'm wrong!"
The strangeness in Xiong Zhang's eyes disappeared, he rubbed his head and said, "I want to test the young master's concentration!"
Xin Zhuo was about to speak when he suddenly froze and felt a chill on his back. He seemed to be stared at by a pair of eyes. This kind of eyes was not like that of someone at home, looking fiercely out of the window.
In the snow forest outside the window, a vague figure flashed past, leaving only a red hem.
"What's wrong?" Xiongzhao looked out the window uneasily.
"Silence, go to sleep!"
Xin Zhuo fanned out the oil lamp and stepped out of the window in a flash.
The wind was freezing outside, and the snow was still falling. The red figure was like a snowy night elf, as light as a boneless figure, with an enchanting figure. It flickered in the snow in the forest at an extremely fast speed, leaving footprints behind.
You can tell it's a woman.
innate? the day after tomorrow?
Can’t tell the level of the realm, or don’t know how to use martial arts?
Xin Zhuo frowned, his body floated up, the horse's shadows scattered in all directions, and he was already a hundred feet away in one leap.
The woman seemed to have noticed something. She glanced back and saw that she was plain-looking but somewhat heroic. She disappeared in a small courtyard in the blink of an eye.
There are not many families in Changshou Village. The Jiang family courtyard where Xin Zhuo lives is quite grand. This family seems to be even more grand.
Xin Zhuo fell back to the ground and it was difficult to chase him in. After all, he had just arrived and had not yet become familiar with the villagers.
It's just that the villagers here actually have the ability to run on the ground?
While he was stunned, a sneer suddenly came from beside him.
Xin Zhuo looked around and saw... a young man with messy hair, cross-eyed eyes, and thick lips. He was dressed in dirty linen clothes, and his trouser legs were rolled up. He was indescribably sloppy.
Village guard!
Yes, this young man gave Xin Zhuo the feeling that he was in the countryside in his previous life. Every village had one or two village guards.
It's just that the sneer on his face is very dazzling, it feels like...although he is a fool, he looks down on you.
"Why are you laughing?" Xin Zhuo said. He thought it was better to be direct when talking to such a person.
The young man wiped his nose freely with his sleeves, and his cockroach eyes showed clear stupidity: "You still have to chase her if you can't catch her. You are too stupid. I can tell at a glance that you are not very smart!"
Xin Zhuo smiled: "I see, brother is a smart man at first glance!"
"Yes!" The young man reached out to touch his buttocks and sniffed his nose, "No one in Changshou Village is smarter than me, the big dog Jiang!"
"Then tell me who she is?" Xin Zhuo said.
Jiang Dagou approached and looked at the air next to Xin Zhuo seriously with his cross-eyed eyes: "She is a fool..."
"I'm over here." Xin Zhuo reminded.
"I know, I just think it's more appropriate to look here." Jiang Dagou turned to face him, "There are three surnames in Changshou Village, most of them are Jiang, but there is one family named Lu and one family named Zhang. This silly woman is a girl from the Lu family. "
Pointing to her head: "She took the wrong medicine when she was a child, and her brain was not good. She always liked to peek at others, and she also said that she could fly. It was ridiculous. How can anyone in this world fly?"
Didn’t I fly here just now?
Xin Zhuo thought about it and asked, "Do the people in the village practice martial arts?"
"Practice martial arts, hahaha..." Jiang Dagou said with disdain on his face, but with cross-eyed eyes and thick lips, he smiled casually, "There was once an idiot who insisted on practicing martial arts, but in the end he became cross-eyed and failed to achieve anything. The village chief punished him He’s not allowed to sleep every night!”
Xin Zhuo looked at him seriously and nodded: "Yes!"
"By the way, what's your name?" Jiang Dagou scratched his head, dandruff fell all over the floor, "I forgot!"
I haven't said anything to you at all, Xin Zhuo said: "Jiang Yuqing!"
"Isn't this name too tasteless?"
Jiang Dagou looked disgusted, "Are you a member of Ah Xu's family? Your name is as tasteless as that guy with a weak kidney, Ah Xu!"
Ah Xu...
It seems like everyone in your village knows my ancestors from three thousand years ago.
Xin Zhuo sighed: "That makes sense. This name is indeed not very down-to-earth!"
"Well, I think you are not very smart, but you speak very honestly, and you are a family member of my good friend Axu. Let me teach you a martial arts secret book for self-defense..."
Jiang Dagou carefully took out an iron box from his arms.
Xin Zhuo's eyes couldn't help but shrink back, Xuan Jing? The crystallized black iron that has absorbed countless innate true energy for thousands of years in the land of suffering? Where did this brother come from?
Jiang Dagou had already opened the box and carefully took out a loose and tattered handwritten secret book from inside: "I have been studying it for a long time. I call it Dagou Fist. Take it."
Xin Zhuo really couldn't resist this strange midnight friendship, so he had to accept it: "Thank you!"
Jiang Dagou said mysteriously: "Don't tell the village chief that I taught you martial arts. Also, don't use it casually. It's too powerful and can easily hurt others. Look at me..."
He walked to the side and punched the tree with a weak punch. The tree did not move, and his hand was broken and bleeding.
"Look, I broke my hand without even scratching my head!"
Jiang Dagou turned around and left. After ten feet, Sa Yazi ran away, crying.
The corners of Xin Zhuo's mouth twitched. He couldn't play with this kind of person for too long.
After returning to the room, after traveling all day and night, and cleaning the house for another day, Xiongzhao fell into a deep sleep, with his fair face resting on the pillow and his eyelashes as long as a cattail leaf fan.
Xin Zhuo threw the secret book aside casually, thought about it, lit the oil lamp again, and looked through it twice. The handwriting was so ugly that it was difficult to have the desire to read it. He forced himself to continue, and his face slowly changed.
