Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 13

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, welcome the God of Wealth.

The next day, Feng Ping took out the dagger from his jacket and stuffed it into the head of the bed.Then put on simple gloves, folded the clothes contaminated with deadly poison, and placed them on the head of the bed.

Fortunately, when I bought the goods yesterday, I added a few more clothes for myself. If not, I really can't go out today.

After getting dressed, Feng Ping walked out of the house with his back bent.

The injuries on his body made it a little inconvenient for him to walk, and outsiders looked like a cripple, fluctuating up and down.

But he went out this time with a clear goal.

He went directly to the Fugui Inn, spent ten Wen, bought a pot of winter jasmine from the owner of the shop, and took it home.

Wang Yuan counted the copper plates in his hand, and then looked at Feng Ping's eyes, as if seeing a fool.

"My father and mother are dead, and my mind is abnormal."

Naturally, Feng Ping would not hear the comments from the innkeeper. He hurried back to the shop, closed the door, turned to the fifth page of "Twelve Methods of Refining Qi", spread it out, and put the winter jasmine on the left.

He sat down cross-legged.

Feng Ping had memorized the wood spirit root cultivation method a long time ago, but in order to avoid any mistakes, he chose to compare it step by step according to the book.

First of all, sit cross-legged, with the five qi facing the yuan.

Then pull up the winter jasmine by its roots and put it in your mouth, and suddenly a unique aroma of plants comes, which is refreshing.

Next, every time Feng Ping takes a step, he will carefully read the exercises, and only after making sure that there are no mistakes can he start the next stage.

After half a stick of incense, all the steps were over, and his sea of ​​qi finally changed!
The aura entered his body along with the rhythmic breathing, and flowed along the meridians to the sea of ​​qi.

The feeling of harmony came, and gradually, an indescribable energy began to swim through the whole body, stimulating his cerebral cortex and every cell in his body!

One point for nourishing the body, six points for concentration, and three points for nourishing the body.

Feng Ping's doubts were resolved!

In this way, since he does not need to provide nutrients for the bugs, his cultivation speed is three times that of others!
This is still the most basic triple!
……

Five hours later, Feng Ping exhaled a foul breath, and his body became much lighter.

The injuries on his body have also healed a lot!

"One layer of Qi refining!"

He stood up excitedly, moved his legs and feet, and threw a punch at will, vigorously!

"If we meet Sun Shuyi and the others again at this time, we can do it without poisoning!"

Feng Ping clenched his fists.

Maybe there is no need to use poison if there is a conflict tonight!

Next, he hid the "Twelve Methods of Qi Refining" under the bed and went to the outhouse.

Rice and noodles, untie the hemp rope, open the bag, and put them neatly on the shelf.

He doesn't point to it to make money, but without them, there will be some troubles at Zhang Mazi's place!

After finishing the busy work, the next thing to do is to quietly wait for Zhang Mazi's arrival!

Xu time.

There was a knock on the door.

Feng Ping took a deep breath, put away the porcelain vase, and opened the door, a strong fishy smell wafted in.

There were only two people standing at the door, Zhang Mazi and another man who was wearing a bamboo hat and couldn't see his face clearly!

"Quick! Come here and help move the goods."

Almost at the same time that Feng Ping smelled the strange smell, he consciously switched Qi Hai to the state of no spiritual root.

This sudden strangeness caught the attention of the man wearing the hat. He stared at Feng Ping twice, turned sideways, and made way.

The two carried the big box on the cart into the house, and after the man in the bamboo hat came in, Zhang Mazi closed the door on his own initiative.

"Dao...Brother Yao, put it in the back room?"

Yao Qige nodded, then walked to the table and sat down.

"Brother Zhang, who is this?"

Feng Ping deliberately moved his body so that he could lean against the entrance of the back room.

"Why are you asking so many questions! I will live here from now on." Zhang Mazi pulled out the stool and sat down, "Don't you have any vision? Pour two cups of hot water!"

Feng Ping sneered in his heart!

really!

The dove occupies the magpie's nest!

"Brother Zhang, you didn't say you wanted to live here the day before yesterday. You live here, where do I live?" Feng Ping walked to the back room, ready to bring a pot of hot water out.

Zhang Mazi glanced at Yao Qige, seeing that the other party didn't speak, so he slammed the table violently!
boom!
"I take you to earn money, and you still pick and choose! You can just make a bed outside, can't you?"

Feng Ping didn't speak. This matter has basically reached the point where there is nothing to talk about, or the two of them don't want to talk to him at all!
In addition, the origin of the man in front of him who exudes a fishy smell is not simple.

If he hadn't been exposed to such techniques as "Blood Escape" and "Great Ape Transformation" before, he might not think of taboos!

This person is a cultivator!
Because he has learned a certain spell, he has to follow a certain taboo in order to please the worms in his body!

Feng Ping is ready to take the initiative this time!

He put on his gloves, took out the porcelain bottle in his arms, and pulled out the cork directly.

Then he picked up the kettle by the bed and walked to the outer room.

"What are you dawdling for?" Zhang Mazi was still yelling at him, "What is that thing wrapped around your hand?"

"Moving things this morning, I scratched my hand."

While talking, Feng Ping came to the man in the hat, brought a water glass and put it on the table, and poured him a glass of hot water.

After waiting for two breaths, the other party did not see any movement.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Zhang Mazi knocked on the table a few times, motioning to pour it for himself.

Feng Ping glanced at the man in the bamboo hat, but the man still didn't intend to reach out for a water glass, so he had no choice but to walk around the table and pour Zhang Mazi a glass of hot water.

"Brother Zhang, what's in this box?"

"If you don't ask, don't ask!"

Yao Qige stood up abruptly, faced Zhang Mazi, and explained: "Take it easy for the next two days, after all, they won't let it go if they lose their goods, and wait until the limelight passes for a few days."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhang Mazi followed suit and stood up, nodding repeatedly.

"I'll go back first, you stay."

Zhang Mazi took the initiative to open the door for him and sent him out.

Looking at the backs of the two, Feng Ping frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal.

He couldn't understand how he acted like this.

Since it will not be sold for the time being, why put the goods in his shop?

Also, this cultivator left after entering the house for less than a cup of tea, so why did he come in again?
Just make sure the goods are moved in?

For a moment, Feng Ping's mind was full of doubts.

"You boy, what's there to eat here!"

"Brother Zhang, I'm penniless now, but there are still some rice noodles on the counter..."

Zhang Mazi showed displeasure, "I've been busy all night, and I haven't eaten a bite of food, yet you have nothing!"

"But……"

"Just sleep outside, remember to get me something to eat tomorrow morning!"

After Zhang Mazi finished speaking, he was about to go inside.

"Can I open it and see what's in here?"

At this moment, Feng Ping's tone of voice had changed.

"You want to see?"

Zhang Mazi stopped in his tracks.

(End of this chapter)