Cultivation of Immortals starts from chopping firewood to lay the foundation

Chapter 58
He squeezed in with brute force, but was pushed out of the temple by a force.

Zhu Dahua didn't see clearly what the enshrined statue looked like.

But I know that no one will say that I am a good person in the future.

Eh.

"System, is the good guy's protective cover disabled?"

【Can be used】

"Will anyone still say that I am a good person?"

The system does not answer.

How can the function of resisting all active attacks be lost?

"I don't want to be a pioneer. If I'm a philanthropist, people will always say that I'm a good person. Those who have a reputation are more likely to win."

Zhu Dahua calculated the time, and it was time to use it again, instead of buying a catty of steamed buns to give to beggars.

It's relatively easy for a beggar to say the word 'good guy'.

A group of beggars snatched the steamed buns and disappeared around the corner.

The mule cart was stuck in the snow pit on the street, Zhu Dahua stepped forward to help push the cart, the driver raised his whip, drove the mule cart away, and shouted back, "Thank you."

Zhu Dahua thought about it carefully, the two triggers of the good man's protective shield were both given to Yan Ling by a woman, and she clapped her hands, yes.

If you look at the street, it's all men.

All the women in the world are in the house, and they are nothing more than three aunts and six wives, and it is too troublesome to go there.

Mu Lianying quickly walked out of the shelter and said loudly, "Go and find him. If you can't find him, Mr. He, you can go to the military camp to serve."

In a bitter cold place, I am tired every day, and I can't enjoy myself far away from the city.

The chief personnel officer came out angrily, as if he was about to fall when the wind blew.

Quandang Zhu Dahua was an orphan who was fleeing, how could he know that the little general cared so much, and came here with the general's handwritten letter, inviting him to take office.

Maybe my old life will have to explain.

But seeing Zhu Dahua at the gate of the opposite temple, the director of personnel affairs was blinded, pointing and shouting, "Little general, you are here, and you have not gone far from here!"

After hearing what Mu Lianying said, Zhu Dahua rolled her eyes, "If I agree to go to the military camp, am I a good person?"

How can the word "good guy" be repeated, can the protective cover still be activated?

When Mu Lianying heard that Zhu Dahua let go, he laughed and said, "Of course, I promise you will go in and come out."

Thank you little general for leaving me the whole body.

Zhu Dahua tried it three times and was sure that the protective cover was lost and no one would trigger it again.Bai Xiaomei made a comeback, with many people behind her, the road was blocked and difficult.

You can't let Bai Xiaomei surpass her, it's hard to die like this.

"Sister, the army will set off soon, what else do you want to eat and play, I will pay, you have fun, three days later, we will leave the city together."

Mu Lianying had dark circles under his eyes, and his haggard smile couldn't hide it. He stuffed Zhu Dahua with a purse, got on his horse and left.

"Immortal Immortal, I will go with you to the barracks too, please give me some enlightenment." The chief personnel officer came forward and hugged his thigh tightly.

"keep distance."

Zhu Dahua said softly, the chief of personnel affairs was very honest, standing ten steps away from the arch.

In the mandarin duck's purse are thirty gold leaves and a dozen golden melon seeds.

How many 300 taels is this?

Qi training monks don't need these external things, but building a temple doesn't cost money, Zhu Dahua put it away.

It doesn't feel like life-saving money at all.

"Lead the way ahead, I want to be happy."

Zhu Dahua planned to visit Lintian City and eat every dish, but in the middle of it, the tables in Yingfeng Pavilion were overturned.

The table full of delicacies was trampled into mud in an instant.

Zou Jiutian led a group of dog legs to make a big show, but he was more polite to a swordsman, "Young man, please help me judge, it is this person who injured me."

Zhu Dahua didn't want to talk. A table of food was less than 3 taels of money, and Yingfeng Pavilion was only a tael of silver to enter the venue. The food fell to the ground and rounded up, it was a table of mud worth [-] taels.Who will pay the bill?
"Under the egret," said the young man with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, with a fair face and a smile like a hibiscus blooming.

Zhu Dahua was in a daze: such a healthy little brother.

The egret continued to speak loudly, saying,

"Your Excellency's body is less than six feet thin, but he was able to kick his seven-foot man and almost killed him. His method is different. I would like to ask for advice."

Zou Jiutian said, "She has a strange strength, and she is a great disaster in Lintian City, young heroes must not hold back."

The egret nodded, drew his long sword out of its sheath,
"Meteor Sword Egret, please enlighten me."

Zhu Dahua took out a top-grade hatchet knife from under the table he turned over, "I don't dare to take it, this table is 3 taels, whoever loses will pay the bill."

Bai Lu's swordsmanship has no fancy movements, and when he draws his sword, he wants to seal his throat with a sword.

At least a character who has experienced life and death group battles.

Coincidentally, so did I.

Zhu Dahua pierced the wind with a single blow, his speed was extremely fast and his strength was extremely fierce, Bailu's pupils shrank, and he passed by with all his strength.

This knife should not have been dodged.

Zhu Dahua didn't know whether it was due to lack of martial arts practice, or because the other party was different from ordinary people, but he had to be diligent in practicing martial arts.

Egret escaped in danger, and the sum of what he experienced was not as dangerous as Zhu Dahua's knife, so he burst out laughing in an instant,
"Girl is good at swordsmanship, and Bai admires it."

"Aren't you going to fight?" Zhu Dahua felt that he was a bit of a thief.

Zou Jiutian said hastily, "Young hero is also invited to eliminate harm for the people!"

Bailu is not stupid, he already knew who was the scourge in Lintian City, but Zou Jiutian gave money, who would have trouble with money, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and said,

"Bring the wine, Miss Zhu is my friend."

Zou Jiutian's order was rescued by Bailu, and he obeyed Bailu all the time, and ordered his subordinates to set up a new table.

"3 taels, I don't want to see blood, I want to see money."

When Zhu Dahua said a word, Zou Jiutian's back felt cold, he hesitated and ran away.

Egret poured a glass of wine by himself.

[The host completes the content 3 wine and meat friends, and gets: Spiritual Qi Pill*1]

[Open content 4 Jinyi Huafu, the opportunity is by your side]

When the system beeped, Zhu Dahua knew it was going to be cold.

Being able to be a friend of wine and meat, this handsome little brother probably has a lack of virtue.

Before breaking away from the sadness, the sadness was diluted by chance.

"I'm still a child, so I can't drink alcohol. Substituting water for wine can also express my admiration for your swordsmanship."

Zhu Dahua only drank some rice wine at most.

Bailu also felt that his own swordsmanship was better than Zhu Dahua's, so he could bear this admiration. He was a little flustered, and nodded, "It's okay, you are still growing up, haha."

Ten altar champions are red, and egrets are drunk.

Zhu Dahua asked, "What's in your luggage, brother?" If it's accompanying clothes, you don't need to bring them for drinking.

Bai Lu propped up his body, and said, "It's too late for me to meet Miss Zhu, this bundle is a fairy dress, I can show you to Miss Zhu."

As he spoke, he opened the bag, a soft cloud brocade coat, which looked extraordinary.

When it was opened, there was a sense of immortality, attracting a crowd of onlookers in amazement.

Zhu Dahua didn't want him to reveal his wealth so easily, saying that the clothes looked familiar.

Touching the fabric, I thought of Jiang Yuan, an old mother.

It's really a piece of fairy clothes, depending on the size and style, it's probably my old clothes.

"Where did you get this thing?" A voice hovered in Zhu Dahua's head: Bailu, the one who holds the treasure clothes!
"I brought it myself." Bai Lu said drunkenly, unable to extricate himself from the sound of boasting.

(End of this chapter)