My magic weapon is the computer

"Are you a fairy? Are you here to save us?" A little girl about ten years old walked out of the house by the door: "But why didn't you come earlier? Parents are dead, grandparents are dead, Uncle Zhang's family is also dead, all dead..."

The little girl cried heart-piercingly twice and then fainted directly. Presumably this tragedy hit her too hard.

Lin Zhuowen accelerated to catch the fainted little girl, and he was not at peace. He tried his best to tell himself that this was just a plot arrangement in the game, but when everything happened right in front of his eyes, Lin Zhuowen would still think of those real things in the past. Every face I have been with, I will think of how they were devoured by the pig demon, and I will think of the pain and fear they endured before they died...

"Damn it, it's just a game!" Lin Zhuowen cursed fiercely, but he didn't know whether he was calling the game too real or calling himself too unfulfilling.

When the little girl woke up, Lin Zhuowen was confining the corpse. [

All the corpses that could be found in the village were brought over by Lin Zhuowen. Whether they were broken or whole, Lin Zhuowen had helped put them together if they were too broken. Lin Zhuowen had no choice but to mix them in the pile of corpses. .

Lin Zhuowen hit the ground with a spell, and the ground immediately sank down to form a big pit, and then the big pit began to close obliquely upwards from all sides, wrapping and burying the corpses of all the villagers in Ganquan Village, forming a huge grave. Cornucopia.

Then Lin Zhuowen followed suit and built a small grave in the same way. Only one person was buried in the grave. Although that person was no longer as beautiful as before, Lin Zhuowen still recognized her at a glance.

"Why build her a separate grave?" The little girl walked over with a calm expression and a calm voice, as if she was talking about something important.

"Because this person is very special to me. Not only did she save me, but she almost became my wife." Lin Zhuowen faced the grave without looking back. There might be something in his eyes that he didn't want others to see.

"I know who you are." The little girl took two steps forward, stood side by side with Lin Zhuowen, and then knelt down on the ground: "There is only one immortal who can shed tears for my mother."

"What? Alan is your mother?" Lin Zhuowen uttered an exclamation, and looked down at the little girl's side face, which indeed looked a bit like Alan at that time.

After many years, I have become a cultivator, and Alan is old enough to get married. Is his daughter this old?Time always has the power to change everything...

"Yes, after you disappeared, everyone in the village said that you were eaten by wild beasts in Beishan. My mother waited for you for two years before she was forced to marry my father, and then I was born." The little girl continued: "Mom often tells me about you, saying that you are a person with great ability, that you are the smartest person in the world, that there is nothing you don't know, and there is nothing you don't know. It is you who created man. Pulling the plow, you are the one who made the crossbow, the steam engine and the running water. There are many, many things. In the eyes of my mother, you know what you can do. If you want, you can even pick off the stars in the sky. It’s a pity that you didn’t stay. Marry her, otherwise she will be the happiest woman in the world..."

"Alan is a good girl, your mother is a good woman, unfortunately..." Lin Zhuowen didn't know how to answer, these words really didn't seem like what a daughter should say, didn't she consider her father's feelings?And she looks less than ten years old.

"Of course, my mother is of course a good woman, but it's a pity that he fell in love with a not a good man." The little girl's words gave Lin Zhuowen something to say.

"What's your name? How old are you?" Lin Zhuowen touched his nose, thinking it's better to change the subject.

"Wu Siwen, nine years old." The little girl continued: "It's because of you and my mother that I was given this name, and I have been called Fifty Wen since I was a child."

"Uh..." Lin Zhuowen really had nothing to say this time, and he really felt the little girl's resentment. If it was him who had been called nicknames from childhood to adulthood because of one person, then he would also hold grudges against that person in mind...

"What are you going to do in the future?" Lin Zhuowen decided to change the subject again: "I have checked, you are a very good water element Tianlinggen, you can cultivate immortals, if you want, I can help you join the sect of cultivating immortals."

"Why do you want to join the sect of cultivating immortals? Can't you just follow you?" The little girl stood up, she had kowtowed to his mother a lot, and then knelt down in front of the big grave, which was also hers loved ones.

"I can't protect myself now, and I'm in danger all the time. If you follow me, you may die at any time..." Lin Zhuowen was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"After going through this, do you think I'm still afraid of death?" Wu Siwen said.

"I'm not afraid, but it's you. I'm still very afraid of death. If I run into an enemy with you, I'm not even sure of escaping." Lin Zhuowen doesn't want to have many small burdens around him. Like a trumpet, it’s too troublesome: “Besides, it’s better for a cultivator to practice in the sect in the early stage. There are many resources and conditions are good, and you can make many friends from the same sect, and there are many handsome brothers and sisters…”

Wu Siwen was more stubborn than Lin Zhuowen imagined, no matter how much Lin Zhuowen exaggerated the benefits of joining the Xiuxian sect, she shook her head.

"What do you want to go to the sect of cultivating immortals?" If it weren't for the fact that she was Alan's daughter, Lin Zhuowen felt a little guilty, and she might have left already.

"Take off your mask and let me see what the person my mother cares about all day long looks like. I agree with Girls' Generation's manager." Wu Siwen's condition was unexpectedly simple.

Lin Zhuowen was neither too handsome nor too ugly, and there was nothing shady about it. With a thought, the mask disappeared from his face and entered the safe.

"Now that you've read it, you can't go back on what you promised." Lin Zhuowen immediately confirmed the matter.

"Mom is a liar, she's not handsome at all." Wu Siwen muttered in a low voice, his face full of disappointment.

"..." Lin Zhuowen said, he really didn't know how Alan beautified himself in front of his daughter.

Lin Zhuowen took the little girl Wu Siwen on the road, and of course it wasn't Huiqi Lingpai.

Lin Zhuowen himself was not doing well in the Qiling faction. If Wu Siwen was allowed to join the Qiling faction, once her relationship with him was exposed, he would be killed immediately. This would not help her but harm her. I just got out, turned from light to darkness, and now I return to the Qiling School, and all my previous efforts will be wasted immediately.

Lin Zhuowen took Wu Siwen and flew all the way to the southeast. He wanted to send Wu Siwen to the Dragon Yin Sect. Based on his friendship with Xie Youqing, he asked her to take care of him. It would not be a big problem.

Passing through many towns along the way, Lin Zhuowen will occasionally take Wu Siwen into the city for a walk. Although the little girl has always been strong and calm, the crying in her sleep still exposed her heart. Only nine years old Little girl, losing all her relatives and friends in one day, no one may be able to do better than her.

"You spend too much on buying things. Those black-hearted bosses like fools like you the most. If you give me the money to buy them, it will only cost half of the money at most. You can't live like this at all. No wonder you still can't get a wife. "Lin Zhuowen's head was full of black lines, and he couldn't remember how many times Wu Siwen said such a thing.

Now Lin Zhuowen finally understands that everything happens for a reason, and the nickname "Fifty Wen" is not without reason.

Although the little girl has never been out of Ganquan Village, she is born with a sharp mouth for bargaining and is very good at calculating and budgeting. If she buys things of [-] Wen, it is estimated that she can really save [-] Wen.

It's just that bargaining is a matter that tests patience and physical strength. Lin Zhuowen doesn't have the time to spend half a day and a lot of saliva for those dozens of pennies.

Lin Zhuowen had no choice but to buy everything at one time in order to save his ears from being tortured, and then he ate and slept all the way. In fact, it was not so difficult. After all, Lin Zhuowen is a cultivator and has a super-large safe. No matter where he is, he always wants what he wants. What is there, not to mention pots and pans, even firewood, Lin Zhuowen has prepared several bundles, and at night, there is a field windproof and rainproof tent designed by Lin Zhuowen, which can not be blown by wind or rain. It’s no different from going out for a spring outing. If you meet some wild beasts, you can change your taste...

Occasionally, I would come across some small towns of immortal cultivators on the road, and Lin Zhuowen would also bring fifty papers in to have a look, see the world, and use the little girl's master-level bargaining skills to buy some cheap materials for himself, to be honest Lin Zhuowen is a little envious of the little girl's innate skills. It is simply a must-have skill for home travel. If you use this skill to do business, you can make money without losing money.

Lin Zhuowen was not particularly in a hurry, the two of them walked and stopped, and if the little girl of fifty Wen thought that the scenery was good and wanted to linger for a few more days, Lin Zhuowen also readily agreed to set up a stove and light a fire on the top of an inaccessible mountain. It is a rare experience to have a meal, or make a cup of good tea and serve a few plates of snacks, or even do nothing, just take a nap on the ground, although these are not necessary for Lin Zhuowen now.

"What is this thing? I think you put one up every time you go to a mountain, and you keep it very hidden every time, like a thief." Fifty Wen asked behind Lin Zhuowen.

Lin Zhuowen was inserting a thick iron rod on the top of the mountain. There were some strange things on the iron rod, such as two large iron pots, and a large blackboard that was shiny black. After inserting it, Lin Zhuowen He also used earth-type spells and made some concealed decorations around it. If someone hadn’t just happened to come here and stand in this position, it would be difficult to find out, and it doesn’t matter even if he is discovered. He still has other means of protection .

"Good stuff, but you don't need to know." Lin Zhuowen clapped his hands to finish work.