Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 43
Lao Zhang threw away half of the gun barrel and asked, "How does it feel?"

"Overbearing, full of aggression."

"I can't say too much about strength, you can only appreciate it by yourself."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Lao Zhang waved his hand: "How are you doing in Qingmu Gang these days?"

"It's not bad. Hall Master Mo also takes good care of me."

"..."

The two didn't chat for a few words, Lao Zhang hurriedly said that he had something to go out, left Pan Ye who was sitting at the stone table with a messy face, and went out.

He closed the courtyard door for Lao Zhang, and walking on the road in the outer courtyard, he suddenly saw a fat figure staggering and walking with his head bowed.

Pan Ye quickly stepped forward and patted the man on the shoulder.

"What's the matter, you look preoccupied."

Shi Hong raised his head, revealing a fat and bloodless face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking at his friend's dull eyes and dark blue eye sockets, Pan Ye couldn't help frowning.

As for the former friend, he hadn't seen him for more than ten days. He was busy practicing and dealing with various things before, and he forgot to invite him to dinner, so Shi Hong didn't come to see him.

This made Pan Ye a little guilty.

The bright smile with a hint of silver that hung on his face in the past no longer exists.

Supporting Shi Hong, following the memory of his predecessor, he took Shi Hong to the courtyard where he lived and sat down.

Under Pan Ye's aggressive questioning, Shi Hong told the story.

It turned out that he met a good friend in Guixiang Tower, and the more he got along, the more he felt that the other person was good. The two gradually developed a heart of love for each other, and they wanted to redeem her. Unexpectedly, they got together the money today Yin Liang, who had redeemed her, went to find her, but was thrown out by the bustard.

"The bustard said Miss Jin'er didn't want to see me, and made me give up."

When Shi Hong said this, tears kept pouring out, crying like a fat man of two hundred catties.

Then Shi Hong wanted to argue with the bustard, but was thrown out.

After returning to the Lin Mansion, he looked completely devoid of energy.

"Is that girl really that good? She's fascinated you."

"She was very gentle and understood my difficulties."

While talking, Shi Hong showed an obsessive smile on his face.

Immediately, his face changed again, and he said in a serious tone: "I must ask her clearly why she refuses to see me."

Pan Ye remained silent for a long time, before saying, "Come to me again if you need it. Don't take care of things alone, cheer yourself up. Why don't a man have a wife."

Seeing that Shi Hong didn't have any scars on his body, but his mind was sluggish, his energy was weak and his kidneys were deficient, and he didn't like to ask more about personal matters, so he got up and left.

After ending this little episode, he returned to the inner mansion, and in front of the small courtyard where he was temporarily living, he bumped into Zu Wei who was about to knock on the door.

Pan Ye remembered that today was the day he and Zu Wei had agreed to go to Yunshutang together.

By the way, I would like to ask about the sales of my novels.

Ten days ago, he sent the first volume to Yunshutang, and there should be some reactions in the past ten days.

……

Inner City, Yunshutang.

Pan Ye and Zu Wei, who was dressed in casual clothes and looked more like a landlord's silly son than a Taoist priest, entered the school.

Zu Wei pretended to buy a book and went into the bookshelf of cheat books to browse through the books.

In front of the cabinet, only the old shopkeeper was reading with his head down, but Miss Yun was nowhere to be seen.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, where is your miss Yun?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Pan, my lady hasn't come here yet, what do you want to do with her?"

"Nothing, just want to ask about the sales of my two novels?"

"Congratulations Mr. Pan, the response to the novel has been good, and I think the book payment at the end of the month will definitely not be small. The lady complained yesterday that I don't know when the second volume will be finished."

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved. By the way, shopkeeper Zhou, I want to ask if Mr. Ou is from your chamber of commerce?"

"Master Ou?" The shopkeeper looked up at him and said, "Master Ou is not only not a member of our chamber of commerce, but the master also dislikes Miss being with him all day long."

Pan Ye wanted to take the opportunity to ask a few more questions, but shopkeeper Zhou only spoke superficially, and kept silent on too in-depth questions.

Quite alert.

He still wanted to ask, but he saw Miss Yun and Mr. Ou walking into Yunshutang in an intimate manner.

I haven't seen each other for many days, Miss Yun's haggard complexion didn't show any signs of improvement, but Mr. Ou's complexion was also pale, the two of them looked like a pair of sick mandarin ducks, which was a good match.

"Mr. Pan is here. He is a rare visitor. Come and take a seat."

Miss Yun smiled professionally and politely.

Pan Ye smiled back, and nodded to the cold-faced Mr. Ou.

"Xiaoyun, you guys talk first, I'll go to the back hall first."

After chatting casually for a while, Mr. Ou stood up and left.

He went straight to the back hall, and not long after, a soft shout came from inside: "Who are you?!"

The voice belonged to Mr. Ou, and then Zu Wei's embarrassing voice came out: "I'm in a hurry to urinate in the next moment, I went to the wrong place, sir, please calm down."

The two people sitting behind the tea table heard the reputation and looked over.

I saw Zu Wei and Ou Gongzi coming out of the back hall one after the other, Ou Gongzi looked weak in front of Zu Wei's huge body, and the former looked straight at Zu Wei expressionlessly.

Pan Ye stepped forward and pulled Zu Wei's sleeve at the right time, and said, "Misunderstanding, this is my friend. Let me introduce Miss Yun. His name is Zu Wei."

"Yes, yes, wrong, sorry."

Zu Wei foolishly touched his head.

"Since he's Mr. Pan's friend, it's really a misunderstanding."

Miss Yun no longer smiled.

"Miss Yun, my friend is in a hurry to urinate, I'll take him there first for convenience, and I'll take my leave."

Seeing that her expression was not right, Pan Ye hurriedly retreated.

Outside the cloud book hall.

"See any flaws?"

"No, he gave me the feeling that he was a sick and weak scholar, and he didn't see the slightest clue in the qi-watching technique."

"Am I really wrong?"

"Not necessarily, there are two possibilities, one is that he is an ordinary person, so he can't see anything special.

"The second possibility." Zu Wei swallowed.

"He may be a person of advanced cultivation. I have not yet reached the realm, so naturally I can't spy on him, but it will arouse his vigilance.

"Oh, by the way, there is another possibility, that is, he has something that conceals the aura, making it impossible for me to see through it."

"It seems that this matter has to be discussed in the long term..."

Pan Ye nodded thoughtfully,

"By the way, Brother Zu, do you cultivators have boundaries like us warriors do?"

"Of course there are, and there is nothing to hide. People who practice Taoism also divide the path of practice into nine grades, commonly known as the nine grades of Taoism."

"From the ninth rank to the seventh rank, respectively, the ninth rank senses the qi, the eighth rank casts the body, and the seventh rank merges."

"May I ask you, what is the current state of brother Zu?"

Zu Wei chuckled, a rare look of pride appeared on his simple and honest face, he stretched out his fat fingers, and made an eighth.

Pan Ye widened his eyes, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Brother Zu is very talented."

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Zu Wei turned out to be a monk of the eighth rank of Taoism and the realm of cast body.

Pan Ye also learned before that the cultivation of the Taoist sect values ​​talent and talent more than warriors. Talented people make great strides, while those without talent make it difficult to make progress.

Unlike martial arts, anyone with a little qualifications can enter the ninth rank.

Can't even see the eighth-rank realm of the ancestor brother...

　Happy Children's Day, stinking treasures.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)