Author: Bijianxingke

Xishi tofu.

This is the plaque.

In the store, Fan Zui happily ate a bowl of soft tofu, feeling satisfied.

It was impossible to pay, so I had to use Uncle Wu Zhu as a mortgage.

Therefore, when Fan Zui left, he gave Doufu Xishi a copy of "Secrets on Picking Up Girls".

I also explained one or two by the way.

For example, "Men chase women, there is a barrier between them, and women chase men through a barrier."

As long as she takes the initiative, nothing is impossible.

Passion is so intense that even a robot will be softened.

That scalding tofu chest, give full play to your strength.

Under Tofu Xishi's surprised gaze, Fan Zui patted his butt and left.

He would like to know if this Tofu Xishi can create some sparks with Wu Zhu.

That scene must have been beautiful.

However, although Wuzhu is a robot, somehow, under the influence of cheap mother Ye Qingmei, some changes seem to have occurred.

A very faint trace of human emotion was born.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself.

However, Fan Zui is a time traveler. After careful attention, he naturally discovered some unusual things.

If it is expanded, maybe Wuzhu will become different from now on, maybe.

Didn't Ye Qingmei always want Wu Zhu to go on a blind date, but it never happened.

He might be able to...

With a smile, he left the store and went to Wuzhu's grocery store next door.

When I entered the store, I happened to see someone shopping.

I was given three copper coins, but took away something close to a hundred copper coins.

"Boss, the money has been paid!"

After saying that, he glanced at the blind man sitting in the corner, weaving a cage and wearing a blindfold, and turned to leave.

Wu Zhu didn't stop him and didn't say anything.

Let the other person leave.

When Fan Zui entered the house, he happened to see this scene. The man seemed a little guilty and was in a hurry. When he turned around, he almost bumped into Fan Zui.

It seemed that someone had seen him, and he became even more panicked. He glared at Fan Zui fiercely and said:

"Boy, stop meddling in other people's business!"

In fact, Fan Zui didn't want to care about it at all.

But who told him to be speechless?

The sword was cut off in his hand and unsheathed instantly.

The sword light flashed, making people's eyes dazzle.

The man suddenly broke out in cold sweat and dropped the things in his hands to the ground, but he did not dare to move at all.

The broken sword pointed at his fatal point.

If Fan Zui hadn't shown mercy with that sword strike just now, he would have cut off his descendants long ago.

The pants were torn and there was blood slowly sliding down the pants.

"roll!"

He sheathed his sword with a frosty look on his face.

The man covered his crotch and ran away in a hurry. On the street, he immediately attracted a lot of attention, and his style of painting suddenly seemed a little weird.

"You can practice martial arts now?" Wu Zhu seemed a little surprised, but he would not express surprise, so his words remained calm.

There seems to be no emotional fluctuations in him.

"Yes, uncle, do you know how to use a sword?"

"meeting."

"Why do you seem to know everything?" Fan Zui glanced at the bamboo cage on the ground. He didn't know where he learned this skill.

Wu Zhu said coolly: "I don't know, it seems like I was born with it."

"Aren't you curious, why am I asking you about sword skills?"

"If I don't ask, why don't you tell me?" This is a rare question.

"Okay, everything you said is right. Actually, I just want you to show me my sword skills."

"Follow me." After saying that, he put down the bamboo stick in his hand, stood up, closed the door, and walked towards the backyard.

Fan Zui hurriedly followed.

"The gesture is wrong."

"The strength is wrong."

"Not paying attention properly."

"..."

Fan Zui continued practicing his swordplay until evening, when the sun set in the west.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for mastering the sword technique to chase souls, and getting a first glimpse of the secret!]

"Finally I've mastered it." Fan Zui sheathed his sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

There is a bit of joy in my heart.

He sat down on the steps, Wu Zhu held the fire stick in his arms, and leaned against the door frame.

"Uncle, how do you know these things? I mean, teach people to practice swordsmanship."

He remembered that Wu Zhu didn't seem to know these things.

Fan Xian's guidance was just to chase and beat him.

One fights and the other hides.

One chases and the other escapes.

At this moment, Wu Zhu did not answer this question in a timely manner like before. Instead, he said with a bit of reminiscence:

"I saw the young lady teach me back then."

Fan Zui understood immediately.

Ye Qingmei is indeed a legendary woman.

It can be said that almost all the great masters in the world today were created by her.

Fan Zui looked up at the sky. In the early morning, there was still some sunshine, but now, the sky had changed again and was covered with dark clouds.

It seems that the heavy rain last night was not enough and we need another one tonight.

It seems that the violent wind and cannon rain are unavoidable.

"Uncle, do you think I can win tomorrow's showdown?"

Wu Zhu glanced at him and asked lightly: "Do you want to kill him?"

"If the swords are combined, we should be able to kill him. After all, although the boy is young, his body is very weak."

It is difficult for both men and women not to lose money.

Fan Zui suddenly gained a little more confidence.

Tomorrow, not only will we win, but we will win big.

The more violent the better.

"Want to kill?"

Wu Zhu asked calmly again.

Fan Zui has given up.

I don’t know what’s going on in this robot’s mind every day.

"Uncle Wuzhu, how about the Tofu Xishi people? Do you want to try to get in touch with them?"

Wu Zhu shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in women."
To be continued...