Super Monk

Zhao Fugui has been recovering from his injury on this day, trying to explore the impact of Xiaosheng realm. However, Xiaosheng realm is a gateway of Taiping daoshu, which is not so easy to break through. Zhao Fugui has tried many times and has not found a feasible method.

"Granny Li, have dinner!" In the evening, ye Qingmei's voice rang from the yard. She went to call Granny Li first, and then her footsteps sounded outside the room. Ye Qingmei knocked on Zhao Fugui's room door and said, "Mr. Zhao, have dinner!"

"I'll be right out!" Zhao Fugui opens his eyes and agrees. In a short time, a fragrance floats in from the outside of the room. Zhao Fugui opens the door and comes out. An old wooden table in the courtyard is already full of vegetables. Ye Qingmei and ye Qingzhu are busy. Zhao Fugui laughs, "how fragrant

"Of course, it's fragrant. My sister has been busy preparing for it all afternoon. She said that you were injured and wanted to mend your body. Does my sister have the potential to be a good wife and mother?" Ye Qingzhu said with pride.

"Yes, of course. Your sister is a good wife and mother. You have to learn more from your sister." Zhao Fugui said casually.

"What do you mean? Don't you think I'm virtuous enough? Do you forget who helped you to come here more than ten miles Ye Qingzhu said discontentedly.

"It's you, it's you, all right!" Zhao Fugui said with a smile, "thanks for your help this time!"

"Mr. Zhao has helped us so much before. We should be able to help Mr. Zhao a little bit." Ye Qingmei took a bowl and gave Granny Li a bowl of soup. She said, "Granny, the meat has been stewed. Let's see if you can bite it!"

Ye Qingmei specially pressed two bowls of soup, one for a short time, and the other for a long time, which is specially for the elderly.

The wooden table is full of food to replenish qi and blood, stewed spareribs soup, pressed chicken soup, stewed fish soup. The main food is soup. Ye Qingmei is obviously good at taking care of people.

"Mr. Zhao, you also have a taste. I didn't expect you to recover so quickly. If you hadn't strongly demanded at that time, we would have sent you to the hospital!" Ye Qingmei finished the soup for the old lady and gave Zhao Fugui a bowl of soup.

"I don't know what will happen if I go to the hospital!" Zhao Fugui shakes his head and says that at that time, Zhao Fugui killed the black devils and killed the two Presbyterians. Some evil minded warriors didn't know the specific situation of Zhao Fugui and didn't dare to follow him. But if Zhao Fugui went to the hospital, the news would not be concealed. Maybe some warriors would take risks. Once they found that Zhao Fugui was weak, Zhao Fugui would be really dangerous.

But now the most dangerous time has passed. Unless the black devils in their heyday suddenly attack, Zhao Fugui will be able to deal with it even if the strong one of the great master sanchongtian comes.

After a taste of the soup, Zhao Fugui was surprised and said, "Miss ye, your craftsmanship is really good, even better than those chefs!"

"I don't have any good chefs. Mr. Zhao, you are so flattered. You can eat more if you like!" Ye Qingmei said with a smile.

"Girl, did you bring your boyfriend to see me?" Granny Li is eating food, the pupil does not have how many focal length of look to Zhao Fugui's direction to ask suddenly.

"Yes, grandma, do you think my sister is a good match for him?" Ye Qingzhu chuckled and said suddenly.

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"Green bamboo, don't talk nonsense. Grandma, this is my friend Mr. Zhao and Qingzhu! " Leaf light eyebrow some embarrassed hurriedly say.

Ye Qingzhu has a strange temperament, which is similar to Xia Hongyan. Zhao Fugui doesn't mind. He consumed a lot after the first World War, so he just ate more to supplement.

Ye Qingzhu and ye Qingmei learned to steal the door, but they did not steal the door for a living. On the contrary, one inherited the sanatorium to take care of the orphans, and the other was very good at reading and had completely different personalities.

After a meal, Zhao Fugui soon ate up. The night wind blew slightly, and the village was quiet. It used to be a fishing village near Taihu Lake. Later Taihu Lake was closed, and fishing didn't earn much money. Most young people in the small village left the village and went out to wander.

Many young people never return. With the increasing loss of population in the small village, the village is gradually in decline. Now there are only 20 or 30 families left in the whole village, most of them are middle-aged and elderly people, and the young people can no longer see them.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. What's your plan?" After eating, Zhao Fugui suddenly said that this village is as peaceful as Xiaowan village before, but this kind of tranquility does not belong to Zhao Fugui now. He will be able to recover from his injury by tomorrow. Since this battle with the black Devils is still unable to break the boundary directly, but is closer to the boundary, he doesn't want to waste his time here.

The battle with the sword King Bai Yu made Zhao Fugui stronger. According to Ye Hongyi's Kendo, he even created the nine swords of zhantian, which can be compared with the mythical martial arts. The same is true in the battle with the black devils. This battle pushed Zhao Fugui's martial arts to a stronger position. However, this kind of quantitative change is already a qualitative change for the martial arts, but it is far from it for Zhao Fugui.The battle with the black Devils is not enough to break Zhao Fugui's realm, and he has to continue to practice and wait for an opportunity to break the realm.

"Mr. Zhao, are you leaving so soon? But your wound is not healed yet Leaf light eyebrow surprised say.

"My injury is almost healed!" Zhao Fugui shook his head and said, "there are many things waiting for me to do. I don't have time to stay here all the time!"

"Brother Zhao, who are you? Your abilities are just like those in movies and novels. It's terrible. We never knew there were people like you in the world before! " Ye Qingzhu said suddenly.

"The world in everyone's eyes is different. The world in my eyes is different from that in your eyes. The world in my eyes may be closer to the reality, but who knows what the real world looks like?" Zhao Fugui said with emotion, "the people you saw yesterday are all warriors in the real martial arts circle. They have inherited the martial arts handed down from ancient times. Few ordinary people know about them, and usually they will not show their traces in front of ordinary people!"

"The warrior of Zhenwu circle? There are other people like that? " Ye Qingzhu's eyes show an obvious look of curiosity. It is obvious that she is very interested in Zhenwu circle. "Brother Zhao, can you teach us that kind of martial arts?"