Everyone knows that beauty is evil and beauty is evil, and everyone knows that goodness is good and evil. Without comparison, there is no harm. Thinking of Li Jincheng and Li Jinzhong, their extremely ugly and disgusting faces, and their unbearable behavior, Zhang Jinghui

Suddenly, I felt that Wang Busheng was much more beautiful and no longer so annoying. Of course, the main thing was the beauty of his soul.

After listening to Qian Daodao's description, last night must have been thrilling. Not to mention the flash of swords and shadows, but it was also extremely dangerous. There were two people on the other side, and they were both tall and thick, as strong as yaks. Wang Bushu was indeed very thin and weak. He could stand up.

It is really not easy to come out. After all, we have only known each other for less than a day. Li Jinzhong and Zhang Jinghui know that they are not kind people. There are also people who have several lives under their control. Wang Busheng has no need to joke with his own life. It can be seen that Wang Busheng

Immortal is a good person and a hero.

He even hit someone. Thinking of this, Zhang Jinghui felt even more ashamed. She even forgot about taking advantage of her just now. Looking at Wang Budie, the feeling of disgust was much less, not to mention a lot.

It's eye-catching, but it's not annoying anymore. The past image of Wang Busheng who was too greedy for money was automatically filtered out. It's just that heroes also have to earn money to support their families.

He looked at Wang Busheng with gratitude in his eyes and said with sincerity: "Thank you."

Thinking back on what happened today, he was poisoned and bitten, Wang Bushit risked his life to save himself, and at night he fought against the evil forces for himself. Is this the chivalrous spirit of the ancients, who only did chivalrous things and didn't care about himself?

life and death,

As a member of a famous family, there are many people who flatter and flatter you. The people around you are rich, talented and handsome men, there are countless, but there are few who are sincere, either for their own beauty or for their own beauty.

In my own family, under the handsome appearance, there is always some shameful and dirty heart.

Looking at Wang Budie again, I feel much better. He lives in a kind place and has a kind heart. He speaks kind words and deeds, and manages things with justice and ability. Some simple children who come from the mountains are like the first clear spring flowing out of the mountains, without any pollution.

.Pure can see everything clearly. Thinking of this, Zhang Jinghui's heart melted a little bit. It's just that Zhang Jinghui didn't know it.

Seeing Wang Budie, the gratitude in his eyes also changed little by little.

If you give someone a preference, you will be willing to be generous for the rest of your life. Maybe this is every girl's dream, regardless of age or appearance. Just like the dream of the prince and Cinderella.

Wang Bushi touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. Faced with the beauty so close to him, Wang Bushi blushed for the first time, "Hehe, no, you're welcome. Didn't you pay for it?"

It was because of the one hundred taels, well, okay, Zhang Jinghui was speechless. Could this be the legendary rhythm of talking to death?

Hearing her brother's explanation similar to a martial arts movie, the little beauty Qian Duoduo was excited and asked in surprise: "Brother Fu Shi, it turns out you are a martial arts master. Which sect are you from, Shaolin Wudang or Emei? What kind of martial arts do you know?"

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"Well, okay, I don't belong to any sect, and it's not martial arts. People in the mountains work a lot, so they are naturally stronger than people in the city." Wang Bushit explained, although the martial arts moves that Lao Bushit taught him were not unreasonable.

Side stories, but I don’t know what they are called. They were all learned by Lao Immortal when he was young. Later, he made some improvements on the battlefield. There is no sect, no martial arts secrets, and a fancy name, such as Sunflower.

The treasure book Nine Yin White Bone Claws and so on.

"How is it possible?" Qian Duoduo didn't believe it, and then said: "Brother Immortal's martial arts, are these martial arts inherited from your family? Are there any ancestral teachings? They cannot be passed on to others, or they are only passed down to men but not to women."

Wang Bu Die was shocked that there were still such rules in the world. Wang Bu Die had no choice but to explain: "Little beauty, you are thinking too much."

"How could it be possible? It's always shown like this on TV." The little Lolita was very excited. The more martial arts with such weird rules, it is definitely the most powerful. "I know, this martial arts is definitely the most treasured martial arts. Learn it."

With these moves, you can dominate the world and maintain the peace of the universe."

Well, people watch not only martial arts, but also big Hollywood movies, well, Wang Bu Die is speechless.

After a while, Qian Duoduo took Wang Busui's arm and said loudly: "Brother Fusei, how about I give your move a name?"

Wang Busheng was very angry. Qian Duoduo held his hand. He didn't know whether men and women were intimate or not. Well, people in the world don't care about these little details.

Wang Bushi blocked his bleeding nostrils with leaves, and then inadvertently lowered his hands. Of course, the position remained the same. For no reason, it was raining outside and his hands were cold.

Zhang Jinghui seemed to have no reaction and did not refuse.

As a result, happiness was robbed by others, and the bad guy had a lot of money.

Wang Busheng was a little annoyed by Qian Duoduo's quarrel, so he said: "Okay, whatever you want."

"Taiyi Five Elements Capture" Qian Duoduo thought for a while and said

Wang Busheng had black lines all over his head: "That's from the Wudang Clan. They have already applied for a trademark. I'm afraid of infringement."

"Arhat Fist"

"That's from Shaolin"

"Six Meridians Divine Sword"

"I don't have a sword"

Qian Duoduo covered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said in shock: "I thought of it, the Sunflower Book."

This time everyone present had black lines on their heads.

Qian Duoduo reprimanded: "Little sister, don't talk nonsense, how can an immortal brother practice that kind of martial arts?"

"Why can't you practice?" Qian Duoduo is very strange.

Qian Duoduo explained softly in the little sister’s ear,

"What does self-conception mean?" Little Loli was very curious and asked everyone.

More money covered his head, and his image was ruined, especially in front of the great beauty Zhang Jinghui.

"You should ask Hao Liande, the eunuch in charge of the royal horse, about this matter," Wang Bushit suggested.

"Oh, okay, I'll ask when I get back," Qian Duoduo said. Seeing that Wang Budie was unwilling to say more, Qian Duoduo could only be happy.

Wang Busheng disagreed. Hao Liande had been living in the palace and serving the emperor. How could he be seen by anyone, and he still asked such tricky and sensitive questions.

The small nest fell into a brief silence, and just like that, everyone seemed to be thinking about their own thoughts.

Wang Busui opened the branches and looked outside. It was still raining outside, and the river was getting bigger and bigger. Branches, leaves and rotten grass floated from the mountains, as well as the bodies of some small animals that had not had time to escape. The river was turbid.

Submerge the low-lying areas little by little and flow toward lower places.

Zhang Jinghui also saw the situation outside and stood up slowly. Yes, Zhang Jinghui had been sitting on Wang Busui's lap for such a long time. The nest was very small, and Zhang Jinghui had no choice but to make do with everything.

Besides, sitting in Wang Busheng's arms feels very safe.

Wang Busheng has always gritted his teeth and persisted. Although his legs have long been numb and his arms and waist have become sore, men cannot say no, and women cannot say whatever. Persistence is a must. What is smooth, delicate and elastic? Wang Busheng is that kind of person.

, Wang Busheng would not have any reaction when he saw the beautiful Japanese girl without clothes, let alone Zhang Jinghui wearing clothes.

The den was very small and short. After all, it was a one-bedroom apartment. Zhang Jinghui couldn't stand up completely, so she could only bend her waist. Her originally loose clothes were stretched out. Well, Wang Bushit had to stuff the leaves again.

into one's nostrils.

Zhang Jinghui walked out of the den and looked at the situation outside.

The rain was still falling, with no intention of stopping. The distant peaks were shrouded in mist, and only the outline could be seen. Tianci Mountain was right in front of me, but my plan could only fail. I watched it slowly rise.

The river was so wet that Zhang Jinghui had no choice but to do anything.

Returning to the den, this time Wang Busui let Zhang Jinghui inside and sat outside. Most of his body was soaked in the rain. The rain was very cold, which was just enough to cool him down.

Zhang Jinghui took out her luggage and said: "The rain won't stop for a while. We don't know when we can leave. Let's eat something first."

Then he took out some steamed buns and steamed cakes and distributed them to everyone, and then said: "Everyone doesn't bring much to eat, so we can only save some."

Zhang Jinghui was right. The four people were trapped in a tree. Water was easy to solve. They could just drink rainwater. As for food, river water was not enough.

Passing a steamed bun to Wang Busui's hand, and seeing that most of Wang Busui's body was soaked by the rain, Zhang Jinghui squeezed her body back and said, "Wang Busui, you can squeeze in, it'll be fine."

Wang Bushi took the steamed bun, put it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's so sweet, it's okay. It's hot, and it will be cooler if you get wet in the rain."

Seeing the animal carcasses in the river, Wang Busui suddenly thought of something and said: "There is a way to solve the problem of food." After saying that, Wang Busui walked out of the den, climbed out to a higher place, and broke a long branch.

, then climbed down again, walked to the lowest point, and slowly pulled the animal carcasses over with branches. Although it was raining heavily, the river flow was not fast, so Wang Busheng picked up the animal carcasses one by one.

It also includes some tree trunks, grass branches and the like.

After taking back the nest, Wang Bushit said with a smile: "We can eat these things."

Everyone felt disgusted when they saw the carcasses of these animals, including pheasants and hares.

Qian Duoduo asked tremblingly: "Brother Immortal, do we have to eat raw food?"

"How is it possible? Eating raw food will cause diarrhea," Wang Bushi explained.

"What should I do? There's no way to light a fire here," Qian Duoduo asked.

"I have a way. Wang Busui put the branches he picked up on his nest, and then covered it with branches and leaves. Soon the nest stretched forward to block the rain.

Then Wang Busui climbed down and picked up a large tree stump and some grass branches and leaves.

He returned to the den and asked, "Which of you has a knife?"

"I have it," Zhang Jinghui said. As a senior traveler, these things are must-have items.

Zhang Jinghui took out the bronze dagger from her bag.

Wang Busui took it and took a look. It was a military knife specially used by the Ming Empire's military. It was very suitable for survival in the wild. Lao Bushu also had such a knife, which he hid like a treasure.

The saber is not long, only less than twenty centimeters, but it has complete functions. The saber uses titanium alloy technology. Not to mention cutting iron like clay, but it is difficult for ordinary weapons to leave a trace on it. There are also

The barbs and handles are also empty, with flint inside, so they can be ignited no matter how humid the environment is.

There are also many hidden compartments hidden in the scabbard of the saber, and many urgently needed items can be placed in them. Although they are not many, they are very practical.

Wang Bushi took his saber and hollowed out the inside of the tree stump to make it look like a cauldron.

Then he returned to the den, found Li Jincheng and Li Jinzhong's luggage, took out a piece of clothing, looked at it, then pulled out the saber handle, took out the flint, and lit it.

Seeing Wang Busheng take out the flint, Zhang Jinghui was very curious. She must know that this saber is exclusively used by the Ming Empire's military and will never be exported. It is impossible to buy it on the market. This one belongs to her grandfather.

It was because of his grandpa's meritorious service on the battlefield that the Holy One specially rewarded him. It was very precious. He had been begging for a long time before grandpa gave it to him. How could Zhang Jinghui not be surprised that Wang Busheng knew that there was a flint in the handle.

So he asked: "How do you know there is flint inside the handle?"

Wang Bushi put the lit clothes into the dug tree pit and said, "My grandpa also has a handful."

"Oh" Zhang Jinghui replied, lost in thought.

Soon the clothes were set on fire, and then the branches were placed on the clothes to bake. The branches were only wet on the surface, but the inside was still dry. Soon they were set on fire. I took out the pot used to cook instant noodles last night and filled it with rainwater.
Chapter completed!