Two years later.
Wushui County Museum, backyard
Yang Zhen came back from his exclusive cave in Baiwang Mountain. When she entered the door, she saw a moon-shaped girl writing and drawing on the desk. She couldn't help being in a good mood and walked over with a smile.
The girl's eyelashes are long and slender, her eyes are as bright as the stars and the moon, and she is meticulously drawing a talisman.
It was Liu Rou.
Yang Zhen didn't dare to express her anger for fear of disturbing her. It wasn't until the talisman brush dipped in cinnabar drew a long and slender arc on the talisman paper that it returned to the starting point, connecting perfectly like a seamless piece of clothing, that I let out a soft sigh of admiration.
The girl's fair cheeks suddenly turned red. She sat upright and put down her talisman pen. Then she stood up and looked at the young man. She bowed and said, "Young Master."
Yang Zhen supported her, feeling helpless: "Liu Rou, you don't have to be so polite at home."
"The etiquette cannot be discarded." Liu Rou bit her lip and said, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.
This is what her father taught her. Magistrate Liu’s original words at that time were:
"If that boy refuses to accept you, you must always treat him with courtesy. My daughter is so beautiful and beautiful, one day he will not be able to bear it anymore... Humph!"
Thinking of this, her pretty face turned even redder, feeling ashamed and annoyed, as if her little thoughts had been seen by this annoying guy.
Unfortunately, Yang Zhen didn't notice it, so the girl found him even more annoying.
"When it comes to drawing talisman, you don't have to work so hard. Just combine work and rest and treat it as a hobby." Yang Zhen said with concern.
"My cultivation level is too low, so I can't help much when the beast tide comes. It's better to draw a few more talismans now than to be helpless when the time comes."
The girl didn't appreciate it, but frowned, feeling a little sorry for herself.
It was a mild winter last year, with almost no snow, and the entire black land was not frozen.
Before the first month has passed, many beasts hiding underground have come out to look for food, and there is an unsettling restlessness surging in the wilderness.
According to the experience of previous years, this year is likely to usher in a wave of beasts.
The entire Chongzhou, including Wushan County and even various towns in Wushui County, mobilized urgently to prepare for this competition for survival between the human race and the demon race.
Under such circumstances, as one of Yang Zhen's maids, Liu Rou was not willing to be left behind. She gave full play to her expertise in drawing talismans and worked hard to draw various talismans:
Fireball Talisman, Ice Knife Talisman, Yellow Sand Talisman, Golden Needle Talisman, Wooden Shield Talisman, Healing Talisman and so on.
Although they are all of the first level, they are all five elements and rich in variety.
Her drawing speed has also increased from the initial two-quarters of an hour to one drawing per quarter of an hour, with a success rate as high as 80%.
In the past month, she spent five hours every day drawing talismans and drew thousands of talismans!
This is a girl who can endure hardships and is also extremely talented.
If Yang Zhen had been in her previous life, she would have been the school beauty.
Yang Zhen looked a little distressed, took out the Shashang tree tea leaves from the space, and poured a cup for the girl.
Liu Roumei smiled happily, took the tea and drank it in small sips.
This was her biggest hope every day, and she worked hard to draw the talisman just for this moment when the young man personally served her a cup of spiritual tea.
After drinking the spirit tea, she quietly raised her head to look at the young man. Seeing that the young man was also looking at her, she felt sweet in her heart and couldn't help but smile, like a peach blossom blooming.
She slowly put her head on Yang Zhen's arm.
"You only entered the middle stage of Qi training a month ago. You need to practice more to consolidate your state." Yang Zhen poured herself a glass. Seeing that the atmosphere was very good at this time, she couldn't help but persuade.
"I know." Liu Rou pouted and responded.
Mother-in-law and mother-in-law don't look like the owner at all. The girl cursed in her heart.
"Even if you work hard and draw 10,000 paintings, it will only cost you tens of thousands of spirit stones. Don't be too tired. I'll go to the market to buy them in the worst case." Yang Zhen continued to persuade her earnestly.
These words annoyed the girl. She raised her head and turned to the side:
"I'm a useless girl. I can't earn spiritual stones or fight. I can only draw a few spiritual talismans. If you dislike me, I..."
As he spoke, his eye circles became red, and crystal tears rolled in his eyes.
Only then did Yang Zhen realize that she had said the wrong thing and quickly stood up to apologize.
The charming and ambiguous atmosphere in the room just now was gone. The young man couldn't help but feel regretful.
At this moment, there was a vibration from the sound transmission stone on his waist.
Yang Zhen felt relieved and quickly picked it up. Hei Tuyue's voice came from inside:
"Master, Guard Zhang of Chunan Town reported that the first phase of training of the Spirit Spear Team has been completed. Please come over and review it."
"I know, I'll go there today." Yang Zhen replied.
Zhang Shoubei is Zhang Qianfan. After he officially joined Chunan Town, Yang Zhen had planned to give him the position of mayor, with Chen Fugui as deputy.
Zhang Qianfan tried his best to shirk it, so Yang Zhen gave him the responsibility for Chunan Town's guard force and the training of monks and civilians. He also used a title from his previous life: Guard, to show the difference from the mayor, fort master, etc.
As for the spirit gun team, this is Yang Zhen's biggest trump card against the beast tide this time. He has been planning for this for two years and invested countless spirit stones.
He has long wanted to see the effect of training.
"Liu Rou, I'm leaving, please rest at home." The young man ordered as always.
Liu Rou quickly stood up, took the robe and tied it for him.
When the young man was about to leave, her little daughter's temper had already been put away.
Yang Zhen smiled at her, turned and left.
Not long after, he quietly returned to the courtyard, and Liu Rou was calling "Sister cheat" again.
It's been two years, and this silly girl hasn't noticed yet.
A flash of white light took her into the bluestone space.
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Chunan Town
"Line up!"
In the square outside Chunan Fort, groups of townspeople, under the command of Chen Ru, Zhou Po, Zhou Qi and others, walked in neat steps to the shooting range ahead.
"Load", "raise gun", "aim", "shoot"!
As the command was given, roars came one after another, and the square suddenly became filled with smoke.
Zhang Qianfan stood at the front of the high platform, looking at everyone's performance with a calm face.
After coming to Chunan Town, the life here was completely different from when he was a casual cultivator. It seemed like he had started a new life, which was both tense and fulfilling.
There is also enough training time and resources.
His nature is that he neither wants to travel too much nor does he want to be idle. This kind of life is exactly what he wants.
As for the beast tide, he has encountered it more than once in hundreds of years of travel, but most of the time he stayed away from it, and only occasionally drew his sword to help.
Although most monsters are not of high grade, once they exceed a certain level, even if he is a foundation-building monk, he cannot stop such power.
However, this time, he was about to face the beast tide in person, but he was full of confidence.
This is not only because he has dozens of monks under his command, but also because——
This army of mortals before him!
An army equipped with spirit stone guns, enough to fight against the beast tide!
A total of three thousand spirit stone guns!
ps: This chapter is a bit rushed, sorry. Beast Tide will not take too much writing, it is expected to be about 10,000 words, and then it is time for the protagonist to build the foundation.
