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"No, you can bear it." Honggu said with a smile.
"how do I say this."
Zhuang Buzhou looked serious and asked.
"Because you have a tough life." Hong Gu said seriously.
"No matter how hard I am, I can't withstand Miss Li's ability to be a mastermind." When Zhuang Buzhou heard this, he smiled bitterly. Although Shouyuan's problem has always been hanging above his head, he has never thought about giving up on himself and jumping into it even though he knew it was a trap. Is this because you think you didn't die quickly enough?
"No, you and Miss Li are destined. Brother Zhuang cannot avoid this marriage. Your destiny is very strange, as if you are not affected by various causes and effects. You are a faceless person who is rare to see in a thousand years, Miss Li Although Kefu is powerful, he may not be able to defeat you."
Honggu said meaningfully.
"oh."
When Zhuang Buzhou heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and then he looked at Hong Gu with curiosity and said, "Isn't Hong Gu a matchmaker? She has always been proficient in fortune telling. You are not kidding me." He But I have never heard that Honggu can tell fortunes and read fortunes. I just know that Honggu said that matchmaking is very accurate. Now it seems that if she is not fooling him, then Honggu is not simple.
Subconsciously, his eyes looked at Hong Gu.
A number appeared in front of me.
"July 21, 1969, fifteen hours, twenty-six minutes and thirty-four seconds."
In an instant, a number appeared in front of me. This is clearly the remaining lifespan of Zhao Xiaohong, also known as Hong Gu.
"The total lifespan is one hundred years. According to calculations, Honggu's current age is almost thirty years old. This calculation is correct. Honggu has a lifespan of one hundred years. Honggu is indeed no ordinary person."
Thoughts quickly flashed through Zhuang Buzhou's mind.
According to his observations over the years, it is difficult for ordinary people to live up to a hundred years. A hundred years is the limit of life for an ordinary person under normal circumstances. Without great opportunities, it is almost impossible to break it. Just like Zhuang Buzhou himself, if he doesn't embark on the true path of cultivation, he will eventually be unable to break through the century-old limit. Ordinary people's normal life span will not reach one hundred years old, it may be longer or shorter.
Reaching sixty or seventy is considered longevity.
In their thirties and forties, they have shown their age and begun to understand destiny.
But Hong Gu is able to reach the age of one. How can this be so simple?
Hong Gu must not be an ordinary person.
"Don't think too much, Hong Gu, I am just born to feel these things. Whether there is fate or marriage, I can tell at a glance. This is my talent, Hong Gu. Only with this can I eat this bowl of rice. . In short, Hong Gu, I can see that you and Miss Li are indeed destined. I dare to guarantee this with my reputation over the years. Of course, it is up to you to decide whether you are willing or not. "
Honggu said with a smile.
For a determined person like Zhuang Buzhou, whether marriage can happen or not depends on God's will.
"Brother Zhuang, if Miss Li can bear it, then she can... prosper."
Honggu said again.
Vanves?
Zhuang Buzhou was thoughtful.
"Okay, let me think about it carefully and then I'll talk about it."
In the end, Zhuang Buzhou didn't refuse and said a little tactfully.
"Okay, then think about it carefully. Miss Li is indeed a good match." Hong Gu smiled and nodded in agreement.
Afterwards, these things were not mentioned again, and the two of them just drank tea and chatted in the yard. Of course, most of the time, Honggu was talking and Zhuang Buzhou was listening, and he did not show any impatience and always smiled. Listen quietly and respond occasionally.
Not long after, he stood up and left.
Zhuang Buzhou also personally walked Hong Gu to the door, then turned back to the yard and closed the door. Clean the tea set and carefully put the remaining tea leaves into the prepared trash can.
Then he sat under the pear tree, closed his eyes and meditated. By operating the "Zhou Tian Gong", the inner Qi is transported. In the body, the twelve main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians are transported. The internal Qi continues to flow, and the acquired ten levels are only one step away from the innate realm.
If you want to be promoted to Xiantian, you must break through the mysterious door and break through the inner and outer world. Eventually, the inner energy transforms into true energy. However, this step has troubled many people. I will never be able to break through the entrance in my life. This step is almost a world of difference.
According to legend, after being promoted to the innate realm. His lifespan will reach the limit of mortals, which is one hundred years. No matter what his original lifespan is, his lifespan will be increased to one hundred years. Before hitting the entrance. What is needed is to accumulate inner energy over time until you have the foundation for impact.
After carrying it for nine full days, it finally came to an end.
Then, he began to fly and jump on the plum blossom piles built in the courtyard, practicing the light body technique. Under his feet, he could really step on the grass without leaving a trace. Although this is the most common light-body technique, when practiced to the extreme, it is no less than those top-level light techniques. You can tread on grass without leaving a trace, but you may not be able to tread on snow without leaving a trace.
After practicing Shenfa for an hour, he did not stop, but began to practice "Iron Cloth Shirt". This is an external skill. It is more difficult and painful to practice external skills. Very few people can practice external skills to a high level. Of course, once practiced, the physical defense will reach a terrifying level, invulnerable to weapons and hard to be hurt by sharp weapons.
Zhuang Buzhou even cultivated it to the state of great success. It is only one step away from perfection. Ordinary swords couldn't cut through his skin.
call! !
After completing all his homework, Zhuang Buzhou slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. When he exhaled, the air was like white mist, like a sword that flew three feet away before dissipating in the air.
"It still needs accumulation. According to legend, if you can awaken your spiritual roots, you can easily reach the innate and condense the true energy without attacking the profound entrance. I really don't know what the world of practitioners is like."
Zhuang Buzhou sighed secretly.
Spiritual roots, only by awakening the spiritual roots can we have a way to survive. Otherwise, even if you achieve a breakthrough in innateness, it will only take a hundred years. With your own life span, you will not be able to sustain it for a few years. It is difficult, it is really too difficult.
Why is it so difficult to survive?
Bang bang bang! !
Not long after he fell into deep thought, a rapid knock on the door came from outside.
"Zhuangtou, Zhuangtou, are you at home? Something happened. There was a murder in the Zhang family."
There was a shout outside the door.
"Zhang family? Murder case."
When Zhuang Buzhou heard this, he frowned slightly and his heart tightened secretly. In a small town like Qingyun City, there are not many actual murders. Every time, it has a huge impact.
He was looking forward to it in his heart, but without any hesitation, he quickly walked over and opened the door. At the door, a young detective with a scar on his face was waiting outside anxiously. His name was Fang Dayou. In the process of apprehending a murderer, he was stabbed, leaving a scar on his face. From then on, he was called Xiaodao, Fang Xiaodao. Of course, this was his own name outside. , called Brother Dao.
Among the policemen, Fang Xiaodao admires Zhuang Buzhou the most. He has saved his life several times and admires Zhuang Buzhou's ability even more. He can be said to be a die-hard man. As long as Zhuang Buzhou says anything, he will be willing to go. do what.
"What's going on? Which Zhang family?"
Zhuang Buzhou picked up the long knife and asked quickly.
"It's the Zhang family in the East District. Someone just came to report the case. Zhang Yuhai, the second son of the Zhang family, died in his room after he came back early this morning. The death was very strange. The Zhang family reported the case, and the county magistrate asked Brother Zhuang to come over immediately. Wu Zuo Zuo is already investigating at the scene and preparing for an autopsy."
When Fang Xiaodao saw Zhuang Buzhou, his face immediately showed joy, and he quickly told everything he knew about the situation.
There is only one big family in the Zhang family in the East District, which occupies most of the rice shops, restaurants and garment shops in Qingyun City. Needless to say, it goes without saying that the family's wealth is definitely a wealthy family. The eldest son of the family, Zhang Yulin, is also a famous scholar.
This greatly increased the Zhang family's status in the city.
The second son of the Zhang family is an uneducated and a complete playboy, and he has a lot of food, drink, prostitution and gambling. There are three daughters below. Overall, the Zhang family is still thriving, and from the outside world, the family is considered harmonious.
Zhang Yuhai's sudden death was obviously a bit strange.
"Come on, let's go over and take a look."
Without saying a word, he walked towards the Zhang family first.
The vermilion gate, a pair of stone lions, and the copper ring and animal buckle in front of the door make it look like a wealthy family.
At this moment, the door is wide open.
There is a policeman standing in front of the door. There is a dull and depressing atmosphere in the air, giving people a feeling of depression.
"Zhuangtou."
"Zhuangtou!!"
The police officers standing by saw Zhuang Buzhou arriving and shouted one after another. There was a look of respect on his face. This was respect and fame earned through his own ability.
"Well, Xiao Liu, what's going on inside?"
Zhuang Buzhou asked.
"The county magistrate and his wife are already inside. If there are specific circumstances, I need you, Zhuangtou, to go and take a look in person." A thin policeman replied. His name is Liu Qiao. His ancestors are all woodcutter in his family, so he gave him the gun. The word "Qiao" was written. It's a pity that I couldn't live up to my family's wish and become a woodcutter instead of a policeman.
Stride forward and step into Zhang's house.
The Zhang family's house is quite spacious, and the scenery is good, but I am not in the mood to appreciate the scenery now.
All the way forward, under the guidance of the servants of the Zhang family, we came directly to an inner courtyard.
In the inner courtyard, one could see and hear bursts of crying, and a large number of policemen were guarding the surroundings.
A slender middle-aged man in official uniform stood outside with a stern face. He had a Confucian elegance. Of course, he also had a lot of majesty. Wherever he stood, he naturally had an aura of calmness and authority. This The power naturally comes from the official uniform he wears.
This person is Qingyuncheng County Zun Li Xian.
Next to him, there stood an old man with a big belly, Zhang Shiping, the leader of the Zhang family. A look of sadness could clearly be seen on Zhang Shiping's face. This is the pain of losing a child, a white-haired person giving a black-haired person, how can such a thing not be as painful as the bone marrow.
