Chapter 59: Don’t Underestimate the World

During the fifth day, there was a sound of chickens in Wuling County, but the guests in the Zhao family's house still did not sleep.

Zhuang Lin may not expect that he would read two evil books for one night, and even benefited a lot. For some of the things he mastered today, he also has the effect of touching the class.

The books in my hands have basically been read, and I stood up with a little emotion from the sideline case, and also held two books on the palm of the hand.

When I walked in front of the door, a trace of the door was opened, and the next moment, Zhuang Lin's palm of his palm was hot, and the flames were flowing on the two books. Just half of the breathing time, the two books had been turned into ashes.

And this ashes also poured out of the house with the hot flow in the house, and the moment had dissipated along the morning wind in Wuling.

Zhuang Lin looked at the ashes dissipated, then closed the door and returned to the house, walked to the table case, and his eyes fell on the last remaining beads.

After reading the two books, Zhuang Lin understood that every bead on the beads represents a monster.

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The Malaysian monkey can only be regarded as the latest things that the monk Yang Ziang. It is not that he does not want to get more, but to find a spiritual and suitable creature. It's not easy.

Zhuang Lin picked up the bracelet from the table, and the qi on one of the beads had scattered, and the other were still hidden in a few strands of special demon.

Some breaths are slightly noses, and some smell disgusting. They are slightly stinky and with a little smell of animals.

Although different, the feeling that Zhuang Lin feels can be roughly classified as a harsh category.

These are all monsters that have been "made" by that evil. At this stage, they no longer appear frequently to harm people, but they are in a long period of cultivation transition. Essence

Although I don't know how these monsters are, they are all practiced in similar ways. This kind of fierceness is not only as simple as mortal, it is always a hidden danger.

When Zhuang Lin knows that the manpower is poor, he is even more afraid of the general trend of history. However, it is not to say that except for the world's incidents, but the righteousness above the fairy road is accompanied by the evil, and some of the evil spirits are the meaning of the people in the fairy road in the heart!

Besides, I think about it. Since I am the true practice of working together in the heavens and the earth, the flow of evil spirits will be regarded as the number of calamities you hit. You have to be able to resist me better than me. That happened, I can't mess with you!

However, Yang Ziang is just this kind of cultivation. The monster that can be controlled by him will not be too strong. Zhuang Lin consciously should be able to deal with it easily.

In particular, the information of these monsters in the treasures written by Yang Zion belong to the weak and weakness, and the dark is clear.

Zhuang Lin thought about it, and immediately sat down in front of the desk case. He found two blank brocade books from the book box, and wrote a new content after the pen.

The first volume of the pen is brewing for a moment, and the pens and ink fell down with the meaning of their own minds.

Monster Terminal Outline -Differential Qi Number, Differential Monster Qi ...

The content on the Jinshu is not only the text, but also Zhuang Lin's deity and feelings at this moment.

This book is just a head, and there are also blank places to write. The breath is strong, weak, strong, and light, and relatively good or bad all beings. It is just that if such breaths and vitality changes appear, you need to be vigilant!

In the second volume of Jinshu, Zhuang Lin wrote with the same means.

Demon evil, dirty air ...

The second volume is also not written much, but it is more intuitive to judge. In the practitioners, these dirty air is usually not a good thing. right way!

Relatively speaking, practice, like ordinary learning, the knowledge between different books has a mutual reference, and Zhuang Lin will not teach people to only understand the death books.

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Zhao's servant had started to get up early in the morning, and started cleaning things like courtyard after washing.

A servant's handle was swept to one place blowing on the nearby trees with a handle, and then a dustpan was hit, and suddenly he heard a "squeak ~", looking back, the guests in the guest room had opened the door.

"Mr. Zi An, have you got up so early?"

"Yeah, I can't sleep, I get up!"

Zhuang Lin said that he had walked out of the room. In the courtyard, Zhao Jiazu suddenly found that the guests were not only worn neatly, but they also reacted with a book box.

"Well, Mr. Zi'an, are you going to leave? Why are you so hurried? I call my son ..."

Zhuang Lin hurried forward to stop Zhao's servant.

"Hey, this little brother, you don't have to! I know your son does not like to get up early, and drink a little more wine last night.

"But, but the son is awake, if you know you are gone, you may blame me!"

Zhuang Lin patted his servant's arm.

"The so -called gentleman's friendship is as light as water, and the fate is coming and fate. In the future, there must be meeting each other. Why should it be painted like a glue? Please send it to the little brother, I believe that Zhao Langjun's demeanor will not be punished for you!"

He scolded you at best with his temperament, but if I wait for him to get up, the guest set will be troublesome for a while!

Zhuang Lin thought so in his heart, then smiled and walked towards the courtyard gate, and the servant hurriedly chased after him with a broom.

"Mr. Zi'an, I'll help you open the door!"

When the door opened, Zhuang Lin thanked him and was about to leave, but the servant stopped him again. He suddenly remembered what the master had prepared the day before.

"Mr. Zi'an, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to go alone this time. The master prepared some money for you yesterday. Please wait, I'll get it and come back... Wait, wait!"

Zhuang Lin was surprised for a moment, watching the servant hurried back to the courtyard, he looked outside again, hesitated for a moment and didn't leave immediately.

After about six or seven breaths, the servant hurried back again, and was relieved to see Zhuang Lin still standing in front of the door, and handed over a small package in his hand.

"Mr. Zi'an, there are a few taels of silver and some copper coins, plus a clean change of clothes, roughly the same size as you!"

Zhuang Lin took the package and padded it and looked at the servant again.

"Your master specially prepared it? Why does he think Zhuang needs it?"

"This..."

"If you don't tell me, I won't accept it!"

Hearing Zhuang Lin's question, the servant looked back at the courtyard and hesitated before telling the truth.

"The master said that Mr. Zi'an was surrounded by many followers when he went out last time, but he came and left in a hurry. This time he came alone and even carried a wooden sword with him. Maybe there was something hidden that he couldn't say more, so the master went to his uncle to withdraw the next month's salary... Alas, he was scolded again..."

Zhao Chenyu's parents died early, and they all lived with his uncle. In order to prevent him from squandering the family, most of the money left by his parents was kept by his uncle, and he only withdrew it monthly.

"Mr. Zi'an, please accept it, otherwise I will not be able to do anything and will be punished!"

At this point, Zhuang Lin no longer refused.

"Okay, I'll take it. Thank you for your kindness, young master! I'll take my leave now..."

Zhuang Lin said as he bowed his hands and prepared to leave while the servants of the Zhao family returned the gift. He recalled all kinds of things about Zhao Chenyu in his heart. After taking two steps, he paused and turned to look at the person in front of the door.

"Mr. Zi'an, do you have anything else to do?"

Zhuang Lin smiled and shook his head again. He flicked his sleeves, picked up the package with a wooden sword and hung it on the bookcase, then strode forward with the wooden sword in his hand and left.

I thought that although he was a little smart, he was not a playboy. But I, Zhuang Lin, underestimated him!

The servants of the Zhao family stood at the door and looked for a while. In the morning glow, the various morning stalls on the street were being set up. The busyness was noisy and dusty. The back of Mr. Zi'an seemed to be as bright as the dust, and he felt a little out of this world in a trance...

The servants of the Zhao family looked for a long time before closing the courtyard door, but they couldn't help but have some associations in their hearts.

Although my son was always taught a lesson by the county lord, saying that he was unlearned and incompetent.

But the people that the son made friends with were all very impressive. Mr. Yuanliang was like this, and Mr. Zi'an looked extraordinary. So was the son really unlearned and incompetent?

If the son was really useless, would these noble men be willing to associate with him?

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It was still early, and there were not many people on the streets of Wuling City, but the streets were already busy.

Mainly people carrying loads into the city and some stalls were set up, and shops everywhere had already opened their doors and started preparations.

If it were usual, some people from outside the city would come in later, but it was obvious that the news that the monster had been eliminated had spread throughout Wuling County through people entering and leaving the city in just one day.

Some brave people dared to carry goods from the countryside into the city before it was completely light, so that they could occupy the best stall location.

However, today Zhuang Lin did not eat comfortably at a stall or store, but bought some snacks to satisfy his appetite, and walked towards the northeast city gate without stopping.

When passing by the county government, there was still a large group of people around the demon corpse, commenting on it. Anyway, those who had never seen it would come to see it, and some even brought those they had never seen to see it.

Some people were still discussing on the side, and some stories were very serious. When Zhuang Lin passed by, he listened carefully and couldn't help laughing.

"Alas, this monster is terrible. It can't rest in peace even after death!" "Ah? Why? Can it still harm people?"

"Hahaha, it can't harm people, but it will die with resentment. It was screaming last night..."

"What? Last night?" "Yes, yes, I heard it too. It screamed so miserably..."

"I thought it was a nightmare!" "Oh, you guys gave me goose bumps!"

"Burn it as soon as possible..."

"Hey, have you heard that Captain Lu resigned from the post of Captain of the Yamen!" "What?"

"No way, Captain Lu is so powerful, why didn't he do it?" "I don't know..."

Hearing the news about Lu Jing, Zhuang Lin couldn't help but slow down his pace a little, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Yamen.