Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Song Qiu and Lin Jingzhe were talking, and there was some fear on her little face. Ever since the Changle Sect appeared, she didn't dare to go out.

　　Only when she went out to get those clothes would she run out quietly.

　　"You wait for me at home today, and I'll go out."

　　Lin Jingzhe moved his bed away, put his hand on the ground, and measured it. After the third measurement, he tilted the dagger in his hand.

　　Immediately, a large piece of soil was pried up by Lin Jingzhe.

　　He took out the wooden box hidden inside, which contained all the savings of Lin Jingzhe, his eldest sister Song Chun, and his second sister Song Qiu in the past three years.

　　"Amin!"

　　Watching Lin Jingzhe quickly hide the money and go out the door.

　　Song Qiu looked at Lin Jingzhe's back. There was some unease in her tender voice, and she begged: "You must come back."

　　In Song Qiu's memory, her family members walked out of the house one by one, and one by one they never came back.

　　So she instinctively has a fear of places outside her home. .

Chapter 40

　　[PS: One hundred evaluation tickets were added yesterday, and a new chapter is hereby added! 】

　　The sky slowly lit up.

　　In the hazy night, the followers of the Longevity Sect walked away from each other, whispering to each other.

　　They are like ghosts in the night, wandering in the world.

　　. . . . . .

　　"All give me a boost."

　　Wang Hu carried a machete on his shoulders, and was gnawing on an oil cake in his hand. After a few strokes, the oil cake was completely wiped out.

　　His eyes were swollen and his face was pale.

　　As a martial artist with the first level of qi and blood, he has not felt so weak for a long time.

　　Looking at the lazy subordinates at the entrance of Liushufang, he kicked out one after another in dissatisfaction. Immediately, the bodies of those subordinates were stained with mud marks.

　　"Huhuhu..."

　　After kicking a few subordinates, Wang Hu couldn't help but feel a little dry and gasped.

　　'It seems to be looking for a doctor to take a look. '

　　Feeling the weakness of his body, Wang Hu suddenly felt a little hairy in his heart. He thought of the plague that was popular in Liushufang recently, and couldn't help but shiver.

　　Even if he is a martial artist of the first level of blood, if he is infected with the plague, it is difficult to survive.

　　creak creak..

　　While thinking about finding a doctor, Wang Hu saw a woman pushing a wheelbarrow out of Liushufang.

　　Lin Jingzhe walked out with a strange hood tied behind the woman's mouth and nose.

　　"stop!"

　　Wang Hu drank, looked at the woman who came out of the cart, and winked at the two younger brothers.

　　The two younger brothers understood and immediately stepped forward and lifted the sackcloth on the wheelbarrow pushed by the woman.

　　"what!"

　　As soon as the two younger brothers opened the sackcloth, a corpse was revealed inside.

　　The corpse had turned blue, and its belly bulged so high that it looked like it was about to explode, and the stench almost made several people spit out the meal overnight.

　　"Get out now!"

　　Looking at the tragic state of the corpse, Wang Hu couldn't help feeling a chill behind him. He immediately remembered the corpses of those who died from the plague that had been transported out one after another in the past few days.

　　Originally, he was worried about this matter, and in addition to his lack of energy these days, he became even more suspicious.

　　Looking at the woman, he seemed to be looking at the god of plague, yelling at the woman to leave quickly.

　　"You boy stop!"

　　After calling the woman away, Wang Hu stopped Lin Jingzhe, and after letting his younger brother search him, he looked at Lin Jingzhe with some doubts and asked, "What are you wearing?"

　　"For preventing plague."

　　Lin Jingzhe put the mask he was wearing next, and rubbed it heavily in his hand.

　　He leaned back, revealing a 'frightened' expression.

　　"Bring it to me."

　　Wang Hu didn't even think about it, he grabbed the mask that Lin Jingzhe was holding in the palm of his hand. Lin Jingzhe was an apprentice in a pharmacy, he knew it, so he would have some means of preventing the plague. He was not surprised.

　　"Hahaha.. what are you looking at, hurry up and get out."

　　After snatching Lin Jingzhe's mask, Wang Hu showed a hint of pride on his face, and immediately put it on in front of his mouth and nose. He gestured towards Lin Jingzhe, watching Lin Jingzhe dodging in a hurry, he couldn't help laughing.

　　'It should be soon. '

　　Looking at the woman pushing a unicycle in the distance, Lin Jingzhe quickly followed.

　　After turning around the alley, he washed his hands several times in a pool of stagnant water.

　　When Lin Jingzhe came out, he smeared poison on his hands again. Just when Wang Hu asked for a mask, Lin Jingzhe smeared it several times.

　　"Thank you."

　　Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Jingzhe took out a package from under the wheelbarrow pushed by the woman, and nodded to the woman.

　　The woman didn't say anything. She pushed the wheelbarrow and continued to move forward. She was given the medicine by Lin Jingzhe, so she naturally wanted to repay one or two.

　　Throwing away the layer of cloth on the cloth bag, Lin Jingzhe took out a small bottle, poured out some liquid, wiped his hands carefully, and then ran towards the inner city.

　　The clouds in the sky have now dispersed.

　　The golden sunlight shone down from the sky, and the torrential rain in Sifang City lasted overnight, and finally came to an end.

　　. . . . . .

　　Sifang City Inner City.

　　There are many pavilions and pavilions, and there are hawkers everywhere.

　　Pedestrians wearing luxurious clothes on the street were bustling, and colorful Shengqi flags fluttered in the wind in front of the fronts of various shops on both sides of the street.

　　"Raise it up, lift it up a little more."

　　In a wide yard, dozens of teenagers were struggling to hold stone locks, shirtless.

　　On the edge of the yard, a lean old man with a goatee was holding a purple clay pot in his hand.

　　"Master Luo, this is a new disciple."

　　"Have the money been paid?"

　　"It's enough for half a year."

　　After Lin Jingzhe paid the money, he followed the gatekeeper of the martial arts hall to an old man.

　　After some conversation, the old man who was respected as Master Luo looked at Lin Jingzhe: "Come here."

　　"Do not move."

　　Lin Jingzhe walked up to Master Luo and stood up. Master Luo, who was half lying down, sat up.

　　A pair of hands like eagle claws groped along Lin Zhe's bones. Lin Jingzhe only felt a sharp pain roaming around his body, as if something was swimming around in his body.

　　"Not bad, the bone age is only four years old."

　　After touching the bones, Master Luo stroked his gray beard, nodded, and said, "You know the rules, right?".

Chapter 41

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe nodded, Master Luo continued, "Learn boxing with me from tomorrow for half a year."

　　"If you can't break through to the first level of qi and blood within half a year, then leave."

　　Soon, Master Luo explained everything about Lin Jingzhe. After receiving the clothes for training and a badge to represent his identity, Lin Jingzhe officially became a disciple of Bafang Martial Arts Academy.

　　The owner of Bafang Budokan is a master of the third level of qi and blood, and he is also a well-known existence in the entire Sifang City.

　　So as long as you become a disciple of Bafang Budokan, you will have an invisible layer of protection.

　　Wearing the training uniform of the martial arts hall and hanging the identity token on his waist, Lin Jingzhe quickly rushed home.

　　After leaving the inner city and walking through alleys, pedestrians on the side of the road would subconsciously avoid him when they saw him wearing a training suit.

　　Soon Lin Jingzhe went to the outer city and entered the Willow Square.

　　"Brother, look!"

　　Wang Hu was lying in a small pavilion outside the gate of Liushufang, wrapped in thick animal skin clothes.

　　It looks so funny on a sunny day like this.

　　With a tired face, he shivered and was awakened by his younger brother. A trace of anger appeared on Wang Hu's face. Following the direction his younger brother pointed, the expression on his face changed from impatience to surprise, to back again. The final gloom.

　　"Cough cough... let him go."

　　Several gang members of the Black Dragon Gang wanted to search Lin Jingzhe, but were immediately stopped by Wang Hu.

　　He watched Lin Jingzhe slowly walk into Liushufang, his pale face covered with frost, how expensive it is to learn boxing in the martial arts gym, as he has come out of the martial arts gym, he naturally knows by heart Belly Ming.

　　So there is no need to think about it, the property of the Song Chun family, which he has been thinking about all the time, has been paid by Lin Jingzhe for tuition.

　　Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

　　Looking in the direction Lin Jingzhe left, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

　　However, these killing intents were deeply hidden by him.