Zombies: Renjia Town creates humans, scares Uncle Jiu

You wouldn't disobey Sister Rourou, would you?"

Ren Tingting brought out her trump card.

"Why do you suddenly want to practice martial arts?

Isn't it good to just be your daughter?"

“I’m afraid of encountering something like last night again.

I was lucky that Sister Rourou was here last night.

But Sister Rourou can’t always be with me.”

Last night, she was really scared.

Then, she wanted to be someone like Bai Rourou and Gu Qianqiu.

He has great power and can protect himself and his family.

“Martial arts training is very hard.

Moreover, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife.

You have practiced hard for ten years, but others can defeat you with just a gun. "Gu Qianqiu shook his head.

"But... Sister Rourou said last night that she could resist bullets." Ren Tingting looked like she was saying, "I'm not well-educated, so don't lie to me."

“Bullet resistant!

That's right!

I can dodge and even withstand ordinary bullets.

But we don’t just practice martial arts.

We are also practicing Taoism and cultivating our magical powers!"

Gu Qianqiu stretched out his hand, and a flying knife came out from his sleeve and floated in the palm of his hand, "Practicing martial arts for a lifetime is no match for a gun.

Only by practicing magic power can you possess incredible and transcendental powers."

"Mana?"

Ren Tingting's eyes widened.

The face looks wonderful.

Then he stepped forward and held Gu Qianqiu's hand, "Sir, I also want to practice magic.

I want to be someone like you.

Please teach me!"

Now, she is no longer called Gu Qianqiu.

Just change the words and call him sir.

In Renjia Town, "Sir" means teacher.

“Practicing martial arts does not necessarily mean practicing magic power.

But practicing magic power...

Orthodox inheritance basically starts with martial arts training.

Practicing martial arts is very hard.

You have missed the best age for martial arts training.

If you force yourself to practice, it will be very hard.

Moreover, you get half the result with twice the effort.

In addition, practicing magic power requires a good aptitude.

Even if I teach you, you may not be able to cultivate magic power."

Gu Qianqiu was giving himself a shot of prevention.

He doesn't think highly of Ren Tingting.

But if she really wants to develop in this direction.

His unfinished self-cultivation furnace just happened to be lacking experimental materials.

"Sir, I want to try it!"

Ren Tingting's eyes were full of determination.

"Okay!

Then you want to come to my refinery room to help with the ironwork!

If you can hold out for ten days, I will teach you."

"it is good!

Ten days is ten days!"

Ren Tingting nodded, "But I don't know how to forge iron, you teach me first."

Soon, Ren Tingting started swinging the hammer in the refining room.

Well, the smallest hammer.

She couldn't lift the medium size.

Not to mention the large size.

……

"How long do you think she can last?"

After briefly teaching Ren Tingting how to forge iron and how to hammer pig iron into fine steel, Gu Qianqiu came out of the refining room and was greeted by Bai Rourou.

"Ten days!"

Gu Qianqiu said without hesitation.

"You think so highly of her?"

Bai Rourou just found out about the ten-day agreement between Gu Qianqiu and Bai Rourou.

“I think she is a talented person.”

Gu Qianqiu affirmed, and in his mind emerged the scene in the plot where Ren Weiyong caused a commotion in the charity cemetery.

In the plot, Lin Jiu, Simu and Qiu Sheng teamed up to subdue Ren Weiyong, and had someone absorb Ren Weiyong's corpse energy to weaken his strength.

The big man Awei was timid and didn't dare to step forward. In the end, it was Ren Tingting who took action.

This girl's courage is obvious.

……

The sun was at its zenith, and it was lunchtime.

A monk walked into a restaurant in Renjia Town.

"Waiter, bring me four pounds of pork head and a jar of wine."

106. Kill the monks at your leisure! My abbot said that you have a connection with my Buddha!

The monk's voice was loud.

shhhhh--

The diners in the restaurant turned their heads at the same time and began to whisper to each other.

"Drinking wine and eating meat, isn't this a fake monk?"

"These days, there are all kinds of monsters and demons. It's normal for monks to eat meat!"

"So Taoist priests are better. Look how reliable Uncle Nine is..."

"Reliable? You don't know that Old Master Ren returned home last night..."

……

"Master..." the waiter came forward, "We don't have any vegetarian dishes in this restaurant."

The monk glared at him and said, "What a bullshit vegetarian meal! I just want to eat meat.

how?

Are you afraid that I won't pay?"

"No, no, please wait a moment, I'll arrange it right away!"

The waiter's legs were trembling and he quickly ran to the kitchen.

Soon, a large plate of pig's head and a jar of wine were brought up.

Comes with a plate of peanuts, a plate of diced tofu, and a plate of side dishes.

The monk was not grateful, "Take it away, I only eat meat."

Half a minute later, after drinking and eating, the monk paid the bill and pulled the shopkeeper aside to ask, "Is there a Taoist priest named Gu Qianqiu in your town?

Do you know where he lives?"

"Are you looking for Master Gu?"

Renjia Town is not very big, and Gu Qianqiu has been here for almost four months. Although he usually stays at home and rarely interacts with people in the town.

But after all, he is related to Lin Jiu, and Lin Jiu is a famous figure in the town, so most people know Gu Qianqiu.

"That's right!"

"It's at the Gu Mansion at the end of the town. Just go straight along the street ahead and you'll see it when you're almost out of town."

……

noon.

Mao Shanming, Zhang Dabing and others cooked and sent some to the main courtyard.

"Ren Tingting, dinner is ready!"

Gu Qianqiu walked into the refining room.

Ren Tingting, who originally wore light makeup and exuded a faint fragrance, looked like a young lady. After working for more than an hour, she was sweating profusely, her face was flushed, and she was filled with the breath of working people.

"it is good!"

Ren Tingting nodded, but her hands did not stop, and continued to hit the red-hot iron block in front of her.

Sparks flew everywhere, leaving black spots on her dress.

Some of them fell on her hands, burning her so much that she gritted her teeth...

But she had no complaints.

If you want to get something, you must give first. This is a truth she has known since she was a child.

Nine hundred and ten times!

……

Nine hundred and fifty times!

……

One thousand times!

Ren Tingting breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Gu Qianqiu beside her, "Sir, one thousand hits, do you think it's enough?"

Gu Qianqiu picked up the fire tongs and looked at it, then shook his head, "Your strength is too weak, it's not hot enough, wait until after dinner, and then give it another hundred times."

"it is good!"

A hint of disappointment appeared on Ren Tingting's face, but it quickly turned into determination.

"Come on, wash your hands and eat.

Your clothes are not suitable for ironing.