(The unit works overtime, I'm afraid there is only one update today)

Azhu didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Wu Fan's anxious look, he had to close his eyes. After everything was done, Wu Fan used the "Life-Borrowing Technique" in his guest room. Wu Fan used this spell many times in the Chongzhen world, so he was extremely skillful. The completion of all the Life-Borrowing Techniques would flash into his mind.

However, when Wu Fan set up the media, a message suddenly popped up in his mind: Azhu's life is not over, so he cannot borrow his life!

Wu Fan took a deep breath and immediately took back the spell. What does it mean? Azhu's life is not over? In other words, Azhu will not die within a few days.

This life-borrowing technique can only be used for those who are about to die. Could it be...

Indeed, Ah Zhu was not dead at this moment in the original work.

If you fail to borrow your life, it means that Ah Zhu will not die now, but he will continue to be seriously ill. Just as the devil just met himself, you have a long life, but you have to spend the rest of your life with a disabled body.

Seeing that he failed to borrow his life, Wu Fan secretly took out his mobile phone to see if he could modify Azhu's current situation. When he opened the editing Azhu, he found that Azhu's description was the same as in the book and there was nothing to edit, because all the editing boxes did not show their physical health. "Oh~" Wu Fan sighed and put away his mobile phone, let Azhu open his eyes, and then said: "I didn't expect that the method of saving people I learned will not work at this moment."

Looking at Wu Fan's dejected look, Azhu said comfortingly: "Human life and death are from heaven. Brother Wu doesn't have to worry too much about Azhu's life. Azhu is just a servant. If you can get Brother Wu's care so much, you will be satisfied even if you die."

"Don't say that Ah Zhu, you won't die." Wu Fan looked at the three minions who were still unconscious and continued: "From this point, I really want to go to Juxianzhuang?"

"What?" Azhu asked in confusion.

"There is a Xue in Juxian Village..." Wu Fan said here, and suddenly realized something. He could not change Azhu's health. Could it be that he could not become a miracle doctor Xue? As long as he changed it to being a friend of life and death with him, or even obeying himself, wouldn't he be able to call him to treat Azhu without any trouble? Just when Wu Fan thought of this wonderful method, the phone he had just put in his arms vibrated. "Azhu, wait a moment." After that, he turned around and took out his phone.

Wu Fan knew that this must be the system assigned a task for him. He turned on his phone and it was indeed a task. This was the first task after coming to the Tianlong World: after rushing to Juxian Village within 48 hours, drinking three jars of wine, he broke the bones of everyone in the village at that time, but no one could take his life. No one died or did not complete it according to the prescribed time, and the task failed! This task is the main task, and the life span is rewarded for 15 years after completion. All characters in the task cannot be modified.

"Damn~" Wu Fan gritted his teeth and cursed, what's this? The devil is kind and doesn't want me to kill people? Is it impossible? Is it to test his martial arts and master the degree? What's even more flirting is that this Divine Doctor Xue is also in Juxianzhuang, and of course everyone includes him, which means that he can no longer modify it at this moment.

Wu Fan felt that the devil seemed to be watching him in the sky, otherwise how could he know that he thought of modifying Doctor Xue at this time? He unwilling to give up and called out Doctor Xue's name, but found that it could no longer be edited.

Wu Fan shook his head and thought to himself, this devil has become accustomed to playing tricks on him anyway. At worst, he can break Doctor Xue's bones and arrest him to heal Ah Zhu. It wouldn't be too late to change him again.

The only difficulty in completing this main task is that you have to drink three jars of wine. Wu Fan didn’t know why, but the system insisted that he would drink three jars of wine after he went there? Do you really have to respect the original work and distinguish it from the Central Plains Martial Arts?

He knew his alcohol tolerance. He had tried it in the Chongzhen world. Although the ancient wines were not as powerful as modern red star Erguotou, they were still bigger than beer. He really didn't understand how Qiao Feng, written by Mr. Jin, drank hundreds of bowls of wine.

Just as Wu Fan was thinking, the three people on the ground slowly woke up. They were still sealed with acupuncture points. Seeing this, Wu Fan went up and "papapa" to untie them. Since he could no longer borrow the lives of the three, it would not make much sense to kill them directly. The three people naturally did not dare to act rashly at this moment. They covered their chests and looked at the burly Wu Fan.

Wu Fan said coldly to the three of them: "You three are going to Juxianzhuang immediately and tell the so-called martial arts heroes that I will visit the village tomorrow and let them be prepared. I will break their bones one by one!"

"Hulala!" The three of them didn't dare to say a single fart, and rushed out of the door. One of them was tripped by the threshold, looking very embarrassed. After the three of them left, A Zhu's faint voice came from behind Wu Fan, "Wu...Big...Brother~"

"Azhu." Wu Fan said as he sat next to Azhu and said, "Don't worry, there is a man named Doctor Xue in Juxian Village. He is skillful in his skills and will definitely cure your illness."

"But...Brother Wu, I heard that hundreds of heroes have gathered in Juxian Village. They... they are all dealing with you... You can't take risks for me, a slave." Azhu said with a frown.

Looking at Ah Zhu's haggard look at the moment, Wu Fan felt pity. He shook his head and said, "It's okay, Ah Zhu, even if you don't do it for you, I will go to Juxianzhuang. I want them to know that Wu Fan is not a coward and can let them slander."

"Brother Wu, there are many people in the world, why should you care about this unblocked mouth?" Azhu said comfortingly. She firmly believed that Wu Fan was definitely not a person who deceived his master and killed his parents.

"I can't argue with them, but I can beat them..." Wu Fan said stubbornly. He came to this world and became Qiao Feng. Isn't it just to change everything about him? "Okay, Azhu, don't think too much. It's getting late. Let's have a good rest. Everything will be fine tomorrow." Azhu smiled reluctantly and said in a weak voice: "I can't sleep, Brother Wu, tell me a story." After all, she is a 16 or 17-year-old girl with a childlike innocence.

"Ah?" Wu Fan was stunned. He didn't know how to tell serious stories, but he had a lot of pornographic and dirty jokes. In the Chongzhen world, he had never told anyone before bedtime stories.

Seeing that Wu Fan was a little embarrassed, Azhu continued, "Then you can sing a song for me."

"Sing?" Wu Fan smiled bitterly. In the Chongzhen world, he sang "A Laugh" for Chen Yuanyuan, so he could sing the song. But, there was obviously no fun singing the song on the other side. The song was too exciting and not suitable for listening before going to bed. He thought for a while and said to Ah Zhu: "Then I'll sing one for you, don't laugh."

"Really?" Ah Zhu smiled, smiling happily. He didn't expect that the leader of the Beggars' Sect, a hero with excellent martial arts, would really sing for him. In fact, she just said that just because she wanted to talk to Wu Fan for a while.

"The moon on the fifteenth is climbing into the sky, why are there no clouds next to it? I am waiting for the beautiful girl, why haven't you arrived yet? If there is no rain in the sky, the crabapple flowers will not bloom by themselves. As long as I wait patiently, the people in my heart will come over..."

Wu Fan used his extensive voice to give Azhu a song "Meeting Aobao", which was quite a bit like a modern Daolang version. Azhu's eyes were straightened, and his originally pale face turned red. This word so explicitly depicts the love between men and women, which is so embarrassing to a conservative Song Dynasty girl.

However, she likes to listen so much, and she has never heard of it. Song Dynasty songs and dances are graceful and elegant. How could she listen to such rough modern songs?

After Wu Fan finished singing, he saw Azhu who was so embarrassed that he overwhelmed the quilt and couldn't help but smile. He felt Azhu was cute from the bottom of his heart. This natural classical shyness could not be seen in any modern woman. Although Wu Fan's Empress Zhou and Chen Yuanyuan were both ancient women, they were considered aristocratic class in the Ming Dynasty, and Azhu was the lowest-level maid in ancient times.

"Azhu, will you laugh at Brother Wu?" Wu Fan asked.

Ah Zhu lifted the quilt, his face still blushed. She stammered: "No...No...Ah Zhu...Ah Zhu likes to listen to Brother Wu...Brother Wu sing..." The last two words were so low that they could hardly hear them.

"Go to rest early. Your body is seriously injured." Wu Fan said to Azhu with concern.

"Yeah..." Ah Zhu nodded slightly, and then said, "Brother Wu... This is Ah Zhu... Ah Zhu's happiest moment." After that, she covered her cup again.

After a while, Wu Fan saw Azhu falling asleep again, so he stood up and walked out of the room gently. What he was thinking about now was how to complete this task. Wu Fan first went to the inn hall, sold two jars of wine, took a bowl, and took it back to the room. He wanted to try it out if he could drink it.

As it turns out, when Wu Fan drank the eighth bowl, he was already confused. A nauseous feeling surged from his stomach, and the eight bowls of wine were just one fifth of the jar of wine. "I scolded the next door. The ancients were so real. A jar of wine could hold forty bowls, and three jars would be 120 bowls. If I drink it, don't talk about fighting. I have to get drunk on the spot and be unconscious for three days! Maybe I will die of alcohol poisoning." Wu Fan ran out of the door and found a corner, vomiting and cursing.

At this time, Wu Fan thought of the virtual space, whether there would be any medicine to relieve alcohol or a technique to increase alcohol power. So after returning to the room, he pressed his mobile phone and entered the virtual space.

After entering, he went straight to the big cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and searched carefully. He knew that the items in the cabinet were changing at any time. Below the cabinet, the first martial arts secrets he saw, "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", "Dog Beating Stick", and "Shaolin Dragon Capture" were seen.

Wu Fan's mind lit up. He became Qiao Feng. He could not miss the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing, Dog-beating Sticks and Dragon Capture. Wouldn't others make people laugh? So he touched these three books. These two books were the lowest compared to the items in the entire cabinet, and they still needed a year's life. Wu Fan didn't think much about it, and directly exchanged three years of life for these three secret books.

He looked for pills for treatment again, but was disappointed to find that there was no pills in the cabinet that enhance their skills, and they did not cure the disease. There was no need to quench the alcohol he needed. In desperation, Wu Fan had no other way for the time being, so he had to learn these three books first.

However, when he practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the system reminded him: his internal strength is insufficient and he cannot fully learn this martial arts.

What? I don’t have enough internal strength? I have learned hard qigong, and can defeat Li Letong and kill Wu Sangui. I am also very good at light skills. Why isn’t I enough to learn the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing?
Chapter completed!