Five Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Pull on the Pirate Ship

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Locke finally knew why this woman felt like his sister Leah.

The two are really similar.

The reason for Locke's hesitation in whether to modify the memory of this woman is that he does not know the normal spiritual magic of a magician at all.

Modifying memory has great sequelae. Even under his precise control, his memory and emotions will not change, but with the passage of time, Zhang Ling's intelligence will definitely have an impact, and it is possible to become mentally handicapped in the future.

Locke can indifferently kill more than 20 natives who did not know other planes, but he really can't deal with this woman who is suffering.

"Forget it, the big deal is to expose some strength, scare him, and let her be honest." Locke secretly said.

He also has another way, that is, to sign a master-servant contract with Zhang Ling, take her as a slave, and make her the same existence as the hellfire giant Ai and the scorpion dragon Feimo.

However, the soul power of a first-level knight is not comparable to that of a magician. He can only have four slave creature quotas at most. It is a waste to let Zhang Ling occupy one quota.

Locke didn't want to spend his precious soul power on this.

"Crack!" After a snap of her fingers, Zhang Ling's absent-minded eyes gradually gained focus.

This woman has a strong emergency response ability. After discovering the surrounding situation and Locke standing in front of her, instead of shouting, she knelt down directly to Locke.

"You're good, I'm ugly and have no money, can you let me go? I won't say anything." Zhang Ling sobbed softly.

She had seen the scene where Locke appeared for the first time, scarred and covered in blood, and she thought Locke was a murderer or something.

"Look into my eyes, I'm a student of Uehara University, not a bad person, can you promise not to tell what you saw before?" Locke's voice contained a bit of spiritual inducement.

He couldn't directly modify Zhang Ling's memory, but he could use this indirect method with little side effects to make Zhang Ling feel convinced of him unconsciously.

"I promise, promise." Zhang Ling said with a trembling mouth. She seldom reads the news, but women have their own gossips. story.

It is absolutely impossible to resist at this time. Zhang Ling has a lot of strength, but she is definitely not an opponent of a young and strong murderer. Only by obedience can there be a way to survive. Zhang Ling understands it better than anyone else.

The next move by Locke made her a little bit refreshed.

I saw a small turquoise sword emerge from Locke's palm, which was thrown by Locke, and two finger-deep scratches appeared on the wall near her.

Zhang Ling was so frightened that she slumped on the ground, strands of fine hair fell, and it was Locke who cut off a tuft of her hair.

"Dao, Taoism?!" Zhang Ling stammered, she could feel that the edge of the turquoise sword was real, not an illusion.

Moreover, the deep imprints on the wall next to it were still engraved there, and Zhang Ling's little heart was thumping.

"Taoism?" Locke felt that he had captured a trace of important information on this plane.

"Tell me what Taoism is." Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Locke crossed Erlang's legs and took a comfortable posture.

His situation was not as scary as Zhang Ling thought. The small turquoise sword was a fighting skill that only high-level servants could master. He could use it at the current low-level servant stage, which was due to his nature as a first-level knight.

"My mountain village goes to the village to collect medicine every year.

There are merchants of materials, one of them is said to be a Taoist boy, but we have never seen him use the aisle technique, and some people claim to have seen it. Zhang Ling was so frightened that she even spoke the hometown dialect 'I'.

Locke touched his chin, analyzing the credibility of the news.

In the past, Zhang Ling absolutely did not believe in any Taoism. She worked in a university and was surrounded by college students who were like the best of the heavens. Under the influence of her eyes and ears, her quality has improved a lot. These days, she talks about technology, Taoism Yes, it belongs to feudal ignorance.

But now, Zhang Ling had to believe that what Locke used just now was Taoism, Zhang Ling thought.

Locke's side is also thinking about it. He considers that when he goes to Zhang Ling's village to try it, he will know whether the Daotong is true or not.

"Go, cook me some food." Locke said bluntly, he knew that Zhang Ling was a good cook.

"There is meat in the refrigerator, make me more meat dishes, and then stew a sparerib." Locke's injury didn't heal so quickly. In addition to repairing it with vindictive energy, he also needed to eat more meat to nourish.

After Zhang Ling heard it, she honestly went to cook for Locke. Locke's mental power induction was good, at least Zhang Ling had no intention of resisting now.

Locke's appetite is quite astonishing. In the school cafeteria, he was worried about attracting attention and did not dare to let him eat. Now that Zhang Ling is cooking for him, he has not opened his stomach.

Zhang Ling cooked food four times, emptied everything in the refrigerator, and a whole fan of pork went down Locke's stomach, finally filling him up.

Zhang Ling was exhausted enough, but fortunately, Locke didn't make it difficult for her. For the sake of her hard work, he also invited Zhang Ling to eat something herself.

Zhang Ling didn't dare to eat it, but Locke forced her, so she ate some.

Zhang Ling, who hadn't eaten meat for half a year, was quite full today. The man who knew how to use Taoism would kill her if he could use her up. Zhang Ling's meal was eaten as the last meal in her life, not only I'm full, I'm still hungry.

"Delicious, right?" Locke squinted and smiled, Zhang Ling's devouring look was very interesting to him.

"It's okay." Zhang Ling was a little afraid to look at Locke.

"Well, you will be responsible for my food and house cleaning in the future, and I will pay you a salary." Locke leaned on the sofa and said casually.

After reading Zhang Ling's memory, he knew what Zhang Ling needed most.

Zhang Ling didn't dare to refuse, but said in a very low voice, "I have never studied special housekeeping services."

Zhang Ling used to be a nanny for others, but she was fired after two months. The reason was that they found another nanny who was more professional and trained than Zhang Ling.

In such a big city, you really can't survive without a skill.

"It's okay, just clean up a little and cook me a meal. I won't make it difficult for you." Locke said, he was interested in Zhang Ling's ability to cook.

Not as good as his chef at the Prince's Mansion of the Three Islands in the West, and better than his own half-baked person, there are only a few kinds of delicacies that Locke can cook, including roasted meat, roasted fish, and roasted sweet potatoes.

And this plane uses an induction cooker and a pressure cooker to make food. Locke has used those things, but he is not proficient.

Zhang Ling was silent, and silence represented a promise.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"This is your salary." Locke threw a stack of red-skinned old man's head to Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was stunned. She wanted to pick up the money, but she wasn't sure if it was 'dirty money'.

The family asked her about money last month. One of his younger brothers is going to middle school this year. Zhang Ling didn't finish middle school by herself, so she had to find a way to get her younger brother to finish middle school.

After struggling for a moment, Zhang Ling took over the money, which also meant that she was officially on the thief ship Locke today.

Seeing Zhang Ling picking up the money, Locke can temporarily feel at ease with the woman, "Go and clean up the room, and I will go and return the house you rented tomorrow. I will live here in the future, and there will be an empty bedroom."

Zhang Ling's body was shocked, and then she said, "Yes."

Let Zhang Ling live with him, one is to monitor Zhang Ling, to prevent her from going to the government agencies in this world to betray herself, and the other is to facilitate her to make food for Locke.

Locke didn't sleep all night. By cultivating Dou Qi, he was able to keep his spirit at his best. In this world, there are very few energy factors, not completely absent. He was very interested in the Taoism that Zhang Ling said.

Quickly restore the strength, Locke also has the confidence to face the real high-end power in this world.

Locke didn't sleep, and Zhang Ling didn't sleep either. She was frightened by this great change. When cleaning the room last night, she deliberately touched the scratch on the wall. It was true, this man really knows Taoism.

Touching the stack of ten thousand yuan coins she put into her handbag again, Zhang Ling was very confused.

She is a caterer, and the monthly salary is 400 yuan. This person is 10,000 yuan when he makes a move. It should not be for robbery, but it is even more impossible. There are so many female students in Uehara University. will see her.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling touched her face, which was a little rough. This was because she had never applied makeup before, and she came from a rural area with plateau red on her face, which was worse than the delicate schoolgirls. Far.

The next morning, looking at the dark circles around Zhang Ling's eyes, Locke held back his smile, "Go, make me some breakfast."

Zhang Ling walked to the kitchen silently. There was nothing left of the creatures in the refrigerator that they ate yesterday. There were also two handfuls of noodles and a few eggs. Zhang Ling decided to make egg noodles.

Even Zhang Ling didn't realize that the breakfast she made was for two including herself.

I have to say that women's adaptability is much stronger than men's. After a night of ideological struggle, Zhang Ling thought about it.

After the two had breakfast, Locke went to the school library to check the information, and Zhang Ling also hurried to the cafeteria. She was not in charge of catering for breakfast, but she had to go early. The cafeteria asked all employees to report before nine o'clock.

"When are you going back to your village?" Locke asked before parting.

Zhang Ling's expression changed slightly.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to do anything to your family, I'm interested in the Taoist boy you mentioned." Locke said.

Zhang Ling was angry for a while, and said, "In the past half a month after the students' summer vacation, I would go back to the village, and sometimes I would not go back. I stayed in Ueyuan City to work, and only came back during the New Year."

"This plane is also celebrating the New Year?" Locke muttered, but Zhang Ling didn't hear this.

"When are the students on summer vacation?" Locke asked.

Zhang Ling glanced at Locke strangely, thinking that you are a student. She didn't dare to show any strangeness, and honestly said, "The students will have their summer vacation in a month."

"Well, I see." Locke nodded.

In a month's time, through the sufficient supply of wind energy spar in the space ring, he is confident that he will regain the strength of a quasi-knight.

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