Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 502 Officer, do you want me?
"Uncle Wu, are you practicing Baquan again?"

In the yard, a snot-nosed baby was holding a pork knuckle, and looked at Wu Chong who was refining the demon power in the yard.

This snot-nosed baby is Huzi, the seventh son of the Green Leather Turtle.

Half demon physique.

The old boy Green Leather Turtle lives a much more nourishing life than Wu Dadang's. He looks like a tortoise spirit on the surface, but he can actually live very well.Over the years, he has married eighteen concubines one after another, and he didn't give any money to Wu Da's family. The effect is naturally that the branches and leaves are scattered, and the house is full of children and grandchildren.

Regarding this point, Wu Chong didn't ask.

He has come to this world once, and his only friend is the green leather turtle, so he doesn't bother to count so clearly most of the time.Besides, he was able to accumulate demon power to such an extent so quickly, the 'pretending to be a god' technique bestowed by the Green Leather Turtle definitely helped a lot, under this kind of favor, a little yellow and white things are nothing.Anyway, they were all suppressed by the National Teacher's Mansion, so don't feel bad!
"Wang Baquan?"

Wu Chong inhaled the demonic energy into his stomach, squinting at the snot-nosed baby.

"Which of us is the bastard, didn't your father tell you?"

The snot-nosed baby tiger took a bite of his elbow, his chubby little face was full of pride.

"My father said that our family belongs to the family of the Dragon King, and we have the blood of the dragon and tortoise in our body, which is very noble!"

Return the dragon turtle!
This old boy really dares to brag, you are a green turtle, half a cent related to the dragon turtle?

"What are you doing here, boy?"

Wu Chong came over and rubbed the little guy's head. The green turtle has many children, and this kid is the one he likes the most.The old man also knew, so he let him come over and call himself.

"My dad said, call you over to drink."

The snot-nosed boy Huzi twitched his nose and sucked back the snot that flowed out.

"Let's go."

Wu Chong picked up the clothes next to him and walked towards Mrs. Wu's house.

In this small county town, the two of them are like toubobs, and the county magistrate always comes to visit when he takes office.On the surface, the little old man in his 70s is now a big shot in the county, and the yard he lives in is three in and three out.

After entering the courtyard, someone naturally came to entertain him.

Now the old turtle's public identity is outside the Zhang family courtyard, a master who has achieved a lot of cultivation, because there is no hope for the future, so he went home to visit. Don't want to change with the passage of time, the old relatives are long gone.In order to continue the incense, Zhang Yuanwai rebuilt his family in his hometown.In short, it is rumored that there are noses and eyes. Wu Chong has heard a lot of them in his spare time, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

When he came back to his senses and came to visit, he realized that Laogui's family business was already so big.

The stable life in a small place is much more comfortable than living in the capital.

"Brother Wu, you're here."

Gui Laotou was wearing a foreign uniform, completely different from the image of guarding the gate when he was in the capital, he looked kind and kind, very kind.

"If you have anything to say, don't talk to me about wasting time."

Wu Chong was not polite at all, and started to eat as soon as he sat down.

The old man Gui also knew Wu Chong's temper, and after waving his hands to signal his servants back, he said in a low voice.

"Another accident occurred in the capital. Several old friends were found. One of them is fleeing in our direction. I'm worried."

The old friend he was talking about was naturally the monster who hung out in the courtyard together when he was working in the National Teacher's Mansion.

After the battle between the national teacher and the immortals of the upper realm, many remnants like them escaped the pursuit, and were later exposed under the pursuit of the imperial court and the demon division. Not much anymore.

"When you come, you will be crushed to death."

Wu Chong ate his food, and with his current strength, he had the confidence to say this.

Old Turtle also knew this, so he specifically called him over to talk about it. Seeing Wu Chong's attitude, he felt more at ease.There are too many comfortable days now, and he is still a little bit reluctant to let him go to exile. The most important thing is that there are so many descendants of blood here, so we can't just ignore them all, right?
After confirming, the two started talking nonsense again.

Satisfied with wine and food, Wu Chong staggered towards his small courtyard with the generous gift that the old man had prepared for him.

The night is deep.

Just two steps away, a gust of cool air blows.

Wrapped in the cold air, a little bit of drunkenness disappeared in an instant. Wu Chong squinted at the alley that he had walked no less than a hundred times in front of him, and felt a long-lost familiar atmosphere.

pollutants.

"I didn't expect to meet him in the Demon God's Tomb. It really is fate."

Once upon a time, Wu Chong thought that he had already figured out what pollutants were, but the scene in front of him gave him new ideas about his previous guesses.Carrying a jug of old wine, he walked in.

The cold alley is only a hundred meters away, but now it seems that there is no end, and there is no end in sight.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, waiting.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to hear a bleak whimper, like a woman crying, or like the wind whistling.

"Officer, don't you want me?"

A faint voice sounded from behind. This voice was very strange. Although he had never heard it before, it gave people the illusion of being the closest person in the world.

If it was an ordinary person, hearing this voice would definitely be frightened out of their wits and run forward desperately.But Master Wu is interested, how could he escape?With his current strength, even if he meets a monster, he should be the one who runs away.

"How come, the official likes you the most."

While speaking, Wu Chong's body suddenly became much taller, from more than one meter tall to more than three meters tall, his burly back was like a wall, and his thick arms became fish claws.

"Uh?"

The voice behind was dull for a while, how could this be different from the ones I met before.

Before it could react, it felt a shadow enveloping it, and then it was caught.

The thick and sharp claws are like iron hoops, no matter how hard the monsters behind them struggle, they cannot escape.Then, under its horrified gaze, the 'prey' slowly turned its head
A face full of fangs and black fish scales looked down.The condescending sense of oppression made the owner of the 'voice' tremble uncontrollably.

This is prey?

It's because of the bear's heart and the leopard's guts that the lard has blinded the heart before daring to catch such a prey!
"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."

Wu Chong tried his best to squeeze out a kind smile.The guy caught by him is indeed a pollutant. The strange thing is that the pollutant in the tomb of the demon god, like the fairy Buddha he saw before, has its own wisdom and complete emotions.This is completely different from the rules of the outside world.

After realizing this, Wu Chong was very interested, and was ready to communicate with the other party carefully, and he must not scare the 'child' to death.

"Come on, tell the officials how much you miss me."

Master Wu smiled 'kindly', and the pollutant opposite him who was pinched in his hands twitched and rolled his eyes.

fainted.

(End of this chapter)