Chapitre 47: Chapter 47: Everything is as it should be
"The girl is so early."
Zhou Heng rolled over to the roof and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw this little girl's costume.
Today's Pei Luoling was still dressed as a woman dressed as a man, a snow-white brocade robe with a white jade belt.
The folding fan in her hand was intact, and it appeared that she had bought a new one.
However, she didn't have a beard attached to her lips, which allowed her delicate face to fully reveal itself, and her appearance was still slightly young, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old.
"But I've been thinking about the rest of the story." Pei Luoling's smile dimpled as she said she brought over a large food box from the side and opened it, saying, "If there's a story, there has to be something delicious, something I brought it all."
The food box had several layers, and she took them out one by one.
Slices of beef, lamb, fish, prawns, vegetables, tofu, lotus root slices and a host of other dishes were taken out by her.
There was also a copper pot at the bottom of the food box.
Surrounding it was a serving of dipping sauces.
Sesame paste, sesame oil, garlic paste, rotten milk, cilantro, leek flowers, green onions, salt, vinegar, soy sauce, granulated sugar and so on were all available.
After she took all these things out, her bright eyes looked towards Zhou Heng and said, "Brother Zhou, you have water here, eat gooey The spoon needs some water."
Zhou Heng was a little stunned as he looked at the dishes, dipping sauces and utensils.
Wasn't this fucking hot pot!
"There's water, of course there is!" Zhou Heng was also a little excited and turned over to get water.
It's been two and a half years since he crossed over, and he's about to forget the taste of hotpot, missing it too much.
Only hotpot and money can't live up to in life.
Unfortunately, this should not look like a Sichuan-style butter hotpot, but more like a clear soup of old Beijing copper pot shabu shabu.
Although both were Zhou Heng's favorites, he hadn't eaten them for a long time, but he still wanted some heavy and exciting flavors.
Water was quickly fetched.
Poured into the copper pot, Pei Luoling threw two small onions and a few slices of ginger into it, and put in a little salt, the soup base was complete.
After that, she touched a fist-sized bead from nowhere, gently rubbed it and threw it under the copper pot, the surface of the bead soon emerged red and released high temperature, like fire charcoal, heating the copper pot.
Knock knock knock.
The broth in the copper pot quickly boiled, and slices of beef, lamb, and lotus root went into the pot.
Dredge it out.
Roll it in a dipping sauce made of sesame paste, chive flowers, bean curd, vinegar, etc., and put it in your mouth, when it's really lip-smacking.
What is this called?
It's called happiness!!!
Eating hot pot and telling stories.
It reminded Zhou Heng of the days when he was in school and ate meat and drank and bragged with his roommates.
Ah Earth....
Pei Luoling was immersed in the content of the story told by Zhou Heng, but the chopsticks in her hand did not stop at all, and all kinds of food kept being sent to her small mouth.
The fair little face is also stained with some sesame sauce, but she did not find, still mindful of the storyline.
Slowly the food ingredients saw empty, and the water in the copper pot was about to dry up.
Zhou Heng looked at the sky and smiled, "It's almost time, the story has come to an end today, if the girl wants to hear it, she can wait until later to Come."
"Ah, so soon?" Pei Luoling stretched out her little tongue and licked the dip on her lips, intending to do so, but she didn't force Zhou Heng any more and nodded, "Well, then I Come back tomorrow."
Saying that, she touched three hundred taels of silver and handed them to Zhou Heng, saying, "This is tomorrow's story money."
"Thank you." Zhou Heng took it with a smile.
He was not an ostentatious person, and since Pei Luoling was generous, he naturally had no reason not to accept it.
"See you tomorrow."
Pei Luoling bid farewell with a shallow smile and left the place.
.....
After Pei Luo Ling left, Zhou Heng took out thirty taels of gold from his home.
This was exchanged for the three hundred taels of silver he had used at the money changer.
It was used to make materials for cultivating palm thunder.
Although now that his yang energy had been blocked, there was a high probability that no more ghosts would be attracted to him, but no one could guarantee that there would be another ghost that would appear here due to various accidents.
It was better to have a Dao Law at one's side than to be helpless against ghosts.
Boom!
Boom!!!
Under the night sky, golden thunder continued.
Although Zhou Heng had purposely chosen to practice in a secluded spot on the outskirts of the city, a dozen consecutive thunderclaps still woke many people from their sleep and cursed the damned heavens.
After practicing a dozen times, Zhou Heng also felt that this situation could not last for too long in a short period of time, otherwise it would be easy for someone to notice the abnormality and then draw an investigation.
So, for the remaining dozen times, he planned to practice later in several days, with a few days between each practice.
This way the situation should be better.
It wouldn't be too noticeable.
Returning home again, Zhou Heng continued what he had planned earlier before Pei Luo Ling's arrival.
Bathe and burn incense.
Expecting himself to have a little red hand this time.
"Lucky Bag [Copper]: it's all-encompassing and has everything, after opening it, you can get unexpected rewards."
"Open it!"
"Congratulations! Explode your luck and obtain the martial art "Six Roads Folding Plum Blossom Hand" [Seventh Grade]!"
What!
The Sixth Man's Hand!
Seventh Grade Martial Arts!
Zhou Heng thought he had misheard.
It was only after repeated confirmations that he was sure that he had indeed drawn a seventh-grade martial skill this time.
A seventh-grade martial arts skill had been drawn from the bronze lucky bag!
And it was also an extremely powerful seventh-grade martial art.
According to the information Zhou Heng knew.
The Six Paths Folding Plum Blossom Hand, also known as the Tianshan Folding Plum Blossom Hand, belongs to the essence of the Free and Easy School.
Three ways of palm technique, three ways of grappling, including the six ways of martial arts.
Theoretically speaking, any martial art under the world can be transformed into the Six Paths Folding Plum Blossom Hands by itself.
Of course, in this world where martial arts could connect to Immortal Gods, the Six Paths Folding Plum Blossom Hand would not be able to achieve that effect, but it was undoubtedly an extremely powerful martial art at the lower third grade stage.
It also prevented him from having to lose most of his battle strength once he lost his weapon.
"When I was yet to enter the grade, I could use the Copper Blessed Bag to open up an eight-grade martial skill. Now that I'm in the ninth grade, it seems quite normal to open up seventh grade martial skills?"
Zhou Heng was thoughtful and secretly said, "It seems that the order of things that the Lucky Bag can open should indeed be related to my cultivation realm, in which case I'll just keep the two silver blessed bags for now?"
After some deliberation, Zhou Heng decided not to open the two silver good fortune bags for now.
Waiting to open them later after further improving his cultivation, as a way to confirm his previous suspicions.
Of course, he felt that there was a high probability that he wouldn't be able to resist opening them in a couple of days.
Very true.
This was an old problem from when he played the card drawer game on Earth.
.....
The following day.
The Deliberate Pavilion of Tongchang Martial Hall.
Tian Chong sat across from Huang Jingfu, took a sip of tea and smiled, "The tea here at the old museum is getting better and better, tomorrow Kong Chengshun It's almost here, has the old librarian thought of a strategy?"
"Just rest assured, Chief Secretary Tian." Huang Jingfu laughed and said with a confident smile, "That Zhou Heng will never have a chance to use the sword by then, and everything that happens is within my expectations! ."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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