Chapter 66: Twist me hard

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"Compete!"

Jin Zhu's words aroused Zhu Renxia's competitive spirit, "I practiced Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu at the Zhenguo General's Mansion when I was a child, and I practiced swords and spears with you for half a month. I don't believe I can't even catch a single move."

At this moment, the two of them were on the post road in the wilderness.

There is only dry land around, not even much grass, and a big sun hangs above your head.

"Xu..."

Jinzhu reined up his horse and dismounted calmly, "Come on, hold me back!"

Zhu Changan happened to come back from breakfast. He just picked up the magnifying glass when he saw this scene and heard the provocative language.

"Damn, this place is perfect for a field battle!"

"Little Xiazi, please give me some strength. I've already asked you to conquer her. Let me take her down!"

Zhu Changan used a magnifying glass in his left hand and turned on the camera of his mobile phone in his right hand, even preparing to shoot a short video.

"No, I have to hide. With a head as big as the sky, who the hell can stand up!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Changan hurriedly peeped secretly.

Not to mention, I was filled with excitement all at once!

[Damn, this place is suitable for field battles]

Tianzun's voice echoed in Zhu Renxia's mind again. He looked up and saw that there was nothing in the sky except clouds and the sun.

"Tianzun is really prepared for a rainy day. He is actually inspecting the battlefield. Could there be a war here in the future?"

Zhu Renxia pondered the implications of Tianzun's words in his mind, "Could it be Yang Yinglong's army and the Ming Dynasty's army? I heard that Yang Yinglong has always had the intention to rebel."

Seeing that Zhu Renxia was absent-minded, Jin Zhu clapped her hands: "Hey... I'm thinking about my wife, please!"

"What are you using?"

Zhu Renxia hurriedly put away his messy thoughts.

"Of course it's the thing on your waist!"

Jinzhu spread his palms apart and assumed a defensive posture, "Come here and beat me."

"That thing around my waist?"

Zhu Renxia subconsciously looked down at his crotch and suddenly blushed.

[What do Jinzhu mean by this? Are you teasing me? 】

Jin Zhu was a little angry and glared: "What are you thinking about? I'm talking about the sword on your waist!"

Zhu Changan touched the sword and couldn't help but laugh: "The sword you are talking about? If I stab you with it, you will die."

"You don't have to pay for your death."

Seeing Zhu Renxia whining, Jin Zhu stepped forward impatiently.

As soon as the figure flashed, Zhu Changan fell to the ground.

"Since you didn't stab me, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhu Renxia was a little angry: "You attack sneakily and don't follow martial ethics."

Jin Zhu shrugged: "I made a sneak attack? I asked you to stab me, but you didn't. I asked you to stab me, but you didn't stab me. Why do you still blame me for the sneak attack?"

"Okay, let me tell you now, I'm here!"

"bring it on!"

As soon as Zhu Renxia got off his horse, his vision went dark, and Jin Zhu threw him over his shoulder and knocked him down again.

"Alas...you have been practicing for half a month in vain, and you haven't made any progress at all!"

Jin Zhu shook his head like a windmill, "When you go out, say that you learned martial arts from Liu Gongfu. I can't afford to embarrass that person!"

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

Zhu Renxia expressed that he was very angry and the consequences would be serious, "Just stand there and don't move, I want to stab you, I want to stab you!"

Jin Zhu obediently stood still, waving provocatively with both hands: "Come on, poke me, poke me!"

"ah!"

Zhu Renxia gritted his teeth and took out his sword.

With a move of "White Ape Guiding the Way", the long sword in his hand stabbed Jin Zhu's armpit, using about 70% of the strength.

"Trash, hurry up and poke hard!"

Jinzhu was furious.

A wave of his hand.

Before Zhu Renxia could see what was going on, the sword was snatched from his hand.

Then his legs softened, and he knelt down in front of her.

"Boring!"

Jin Zhu raised his hand and inserted his sword into the soil, "I haven't found a good practitioner for more than half a month. It's really boring!"

"well……"

Zhu Renxia sighed and adjusted his clothes in a panic, "I've accepted it, Miss Jin's martial arts skills are indeed amazing."

The corners of Jin Zhu's lips raised, and he said proudly: "Let's put it this way, during the peak period of Tianmen Mountain, when there were more than 2,000 people, my martial arts was among the top five."

Jinzhu whistled, and Yanzhixue, who was wagging his tail in the distance, ran over wagging his tail.

Jin Zhu got on his horse, stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Renxia onto the saddle, and the two continued on their way to Yinma Town.

"Little Xiazi, you disappoint me so much!"

The sneaky Zhu Changan looked helpless, "I thought you wanted to fight in the wild, but it turns out you want to compete with her in martial arts."

"Let's put it this way, the strength gap between you two is greater than that of the Chinese men's football team and the Brazilian men's football team. If you want to defeat him, you can only choose the right weapon and use the gun on your waist to kill her... …”

The rouge blood spread out on all four hooves, like an arrow from the string, and it took less than half an hour to reach Yinma Town.

"Wait for me outside the town, and I'll go find Zhang Fang to discuss how to go to Liping City to find his senior brother?"

I don’t know if the Yang family’s people in Bozhou have evacuated?

Therefore, Zhu Renxia did not dare to let Jinzhu set foot in the market town rashly. Instead, he asked her to hide in a secluded place and go there alone on foot.

The town was bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of merchants from Guizhou and Guangxi.

Zhu Renxia quickly found Zhang Fang's shop, entered the door and saluted: "Brother Zhang, you are welcome and safe!"

"It's you, brother?"

Zhang Fang, who was taking a nap, rubbed his eyes and suddenly became energetic, "I thought you weren't coming."

"There were some things at home, so I was delayed."

Zhu Renxia took out two ingots of gold ingots from his sleeves and placed them on the counter. "I wonder if Brother Zhang has asked your cousin if the picture of grapes is still there?"

After seeing the silver, Zhang Fang's eyes lit up: "When I went to Liping to purchase goods a few days ago, I visited my cousin. The grape picture is indeed still in his hands, but he refused to sell it for two hundred taels of silver. "

"Two hundred taels can buy more than 20,000 kilograms of rice..."

Zhu Renxia bargained with a distressed look on his face, "In addition to Brother Zhang's twenty-tael agency fee, the price is too high. Talk to your cousin for a discount."

"After all, the goods are not mine, and Zhang can't make the decision."

Zhang Fang paced back and forth with a look of embarrassment on his face: "It's definitely not cheap. Let me ask him to give you something as a gift. I can get you a gift worth more than ten taels."

"Then Brother Zhang will be asked to repair the book."

Seeing that Zhang Fang didn't look like a faker, Zhu Renxia agreed.

After all, this is what Tianzun asked for, let alone two hundred taels, even five hundred taels, you have to buy it!

Zhang Fang quickly repaired a letter, put it into an envelope after the handwriting dried, and finally told Zhu Renxia the detailed address.

"I heard that Xu Wei passed away, and the price of his calligraphy and paintings is likely to increase. If you want it, go to Liping to see my cousin."

[Tianzun’s news is indeed accurate, Xu Wei is really dead]

Zhu Renxia murmured in his heart, took out two more ingots of gold ingots from his sleeves and put them on the counter: "It's a total of twenty taels of silver. I hope Brother Zhang will keep it for me if there are good ones in the future."

Zhang Fang looked at the white money and smiled from ear to ear: "Haha... Brother is so cheerful. If Zhang has something good, he will definitely think of you first."

"Farewell."

Zhu Renxia put the letter in his arms, turned around and left the antique shop, preparing to meet Jin Zhu as quickly as possible and then rush to Liping Mansion.

The market town was crowded with people, and the shouts of various vendors came and went, making it very lively.

"Uncle Xiazi, why are you here?"

Just as Zhu Renxia was walking quickly through the crowd with his head lowered, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder from behind.