Chapter 207 Miss Zhuzhu 【Detecting the supreme martial arts of Jing Nian Zen sect in this world, he glared at Arhat Palm with anger. 】 【It has been determined that the Angry-Eye Arhat Palm has been developed by Wu Tongxuan and has a certain value for inclusion. Does the host sell the original cheat book? 】 Looking at the system that suddenly jumped out, Qin Yao was a little confused for a moment. In memory, this seems to be the first time that the system is interested in things in this world. "What can I get if I sell this Angry-Eye Arhat Palm?" After a moment, Qin Yao asked with his spiritual thoughts. 【After the system collects the Angry-Eye Arhat Palm, it will enable you to achieve great success in an instant through initiation. 】 "Wait a minute." Qin Yao was dumbfounded: "You took my secret book and then transmitted it to me. What the **** is this called a transaction? This is clearly free prostitution!" 【This will save you a lot of time and energy. It has nothing to do with free prostitution and is a serious transaction. 】 Qin Yao: "Honestly, do you think I'm stupid?"
【…】 "I can tell you responsibly that even if I spend time and effort practicing this martial arts, I will not let you go to whoring in vain. This is an infringement of my legitimate rights and interests." 【Add 100 filial piety points. 】 Chin Yao: “???” What a pitiful thing it is, can I still earn back the filial piety points I have spent? “100 filial piety points, are you kidding? The minimum is 1,000.” 【200 points. 】 “980, no more!” 【300 points. 】 “Forget it, I will suffer a little loss. It’s 800 points. If you want it sincerely, we will continue to talk. If you don’t want it sincerely, then we will break up.” 【The upper limit is 388. 】 Qin Yao: “Can’t you add more?” 【…】 "Well, I'll suffer a little loss." Qin Yao sighed. 【…】 As long as it had a little bit of selfishness, it would probably be scolded by now. 唰. With a flash of golden light, the yellowed ancient book in Qin Yao's hand disappeared instantly, and then the system light screen flashed before his eyes again: [The transaction has been completed, and the filial piety value is 388 points. The current filial piety value totals 628 points. 】 【The Angry-Eye Arhat Palm has been collected, do you want to start the initiation now? 】
"no." Qin Yao rejected the suggestion of initiation at this time, raised his head and said to Jiale, who was still feeling emotional: "You can continue to lead the people to clean up. I will go upstairs to guard the uncle, lest he wakes up and finds that there is no one around him. Call me a white-eyed wolf..." The third watch in the middle of the night. In the VIP room, on the massage bed, my eyes suddenly woke up. “Uncle Master, do you want some water?” Qin Yao handed over a glass of warm water at the right time. Simu took the water cup and drank it in one gulp. Then he handed the cup back to Qin Yao and groaned: "But I will die..." As he spoke, he paused slightly, as if he remembered something: "That's not right. In that case, why didn't you ask God to come to you?" Qin Yao smiled and said: "Isn't this because I was almost sucked dry last time, and I have a psychological shadow... Since then, unless I am facing a desperate situation, I will not call on God easily again." Simu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I told you many times, but you ignored it. In the end, you changed it after being drained once. Do you think you are..." “Uncle Master, calm down, calm down.” Qin Yao quickly interrupted his breath, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his pocket, and handed it to him: "I'll show you a treasure." “The quality of the psychic beads is not low.” There was a treasure in front of me, and my eyes were suddenly distracted. I reached out to take it, feeling the quality of the beads, and was amazed. Qin Yao smiled and said: "This was found from the monk. Uncle Master, do you think this Buddhist bead is a magic weapon or a magic weapon?" He rolled his eyes and said, "Return the magic weapon? What are you thinking? This is a magic weapon. By the way, other than that, did you find anything else from the monk?" "Hey, there's nothing else. He's just a poor monk. The only thing he's poor is this string of beads." Qin Yao said with a look of disgust. "Really? Why do I feel like you're fooling me?" Four Eyes said. Qin Yao frowned: "Uncle Master, how can you miss me so much? When have I ever deceived you?" . Clenched his right fist with his eyes, put it to his mouth and coughed dryly: "I just said it casually, don't worry." “Look at what you said, you are just joking, I am not so narrow-minded.” Qin Yao waved his hand. With four eyes, he nodded and inserted the beads into his wrist very naturally: "For you, uncle, I was almost sucked to death. This magic weapon has the effect of calming the mind and improving the operation of magic power. Let me wear it for two days first. " "How can this be done?" Qin Yao refused decisively and said before he turned his head: "The main credit for killing the demon monk is yours. Logically speaking, this magical weapon should be your trophy. It belongs to you." There’s no point in wearing it for two days first?” “My eldest nephew, I haven’t seen you for a few days, and my popularity with the world has improved greatly!” Simu said with satisfaction. Qin Yao chuckled: "Actually, I have always respected my uncle in my heart, but I have never found a chance to show it before." “Glib tongue!” He stroked the ice-cold beads with his eyes and felt comfortable in the hand. As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes, so Qin Yao quickly changed the subject: "Uncle, we are home here. You must be exhausted from running all the way here carrying the sword, right? I will find a technician to relax you." "Prostitute, relax?" His eyes trembled and his face turned red: "Isn't this bad?"
"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't refuse clearly, Qin Yao understood immediately and walked out of the room with a smile. After watching him leave, an unknown force emerged from his weak body, driving him to get out of bed and walk around the luxurious room. It’s hard to say what I’m looking forward to, but I’m just a little excited. Soon, Qin Yao walked in with a girl who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. He blinked and asked, "Nephew, are you too young?" "Where is it small?" Qin Yao subconsciously glanced at the girl's chest. The small lotus has sharp corners and is indeed quite small. “Hey, hey, don’t look around, I’m talking about age.” Shimu said quickly. Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, then gradually came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "I understand, I'll go and find someone a little older for you..." Speaking, without waiting for a response, he led the girl out of the room. “Dong dong dong.” Not long after, there was a knock on the door. “Come in, what else are you knocking on…wiping!” Looking at the beautiful technician who walked in wearing a red bunny skirt, black boots, and holding a small whip in his hand, his eyes were instantly stunned. It doesn’t have to be like this? ? Specially poking at my weak spots! “Junior brother, isn’t it a bad thing for you to do this?” Jiale said hesitantly in the corridor. In his impression, the master was bitter...well, mature and prudent, not close to women, but Qin Yao... I feel really uneasy! “You, you are falling too slowly, and you still have a lot to learn.” Qin Yao reached out and patted his shoulder, turned around and walked down the stairs. Jiale: "???" The next day, early morning. In front of Chenghuang Department Store. A fair-skinned, beautiful, pure and pleasant girl stepped out of the rickshaw with two long legs. She took out three copper coins from the pocket of her shorts and handed them to the rickshaw driver: "Thank you very much, Master." Smelling the faint fragrance coming from the girl's body, the coachman turned red and waved his hands repeatedly: "No money, I won't take your money." "How can that be done? I can't let you run away in vain!" the girl said sincerely. The coachman smiled naively and said: "It's not in vain, it's not in vain. If I can carry Miss Zhuzhu for one trip, others will look at me highly when I get back." Ren Zhuzhu: “…” "Miss Zhuzhu, please go and do your work first, I'll wait for you here." The coachman said again. Ren Zhuzhu shook her head and said hurriedly: "No, Master, I won't go back today." She was afraid that if she agreed, the other party would keep guard here.
In this way, for this master, this day is wasted. The coachman was a little disappointed and forced a smile: "I understand, Miss Zhuzhu, goodbye." Ren Zhuzhu smiled slightly, waved, turned and walked into the building. Fourth floor. Office of the Executive Director. Hao Jing knocked on the crimson door, bowed and said, "Dr. Ren, a lady named Ren Zhuzhu came outside and said she is your friend..." “Zhuzhu?” Before she could finish speaking, Ren Tingting, who had always been calm, stood up suddenly, with a face full of surprise. Renjia Town is not small, and there is more than one Ren mansion in it. Whether Renjiazhen is big or not, several Renfus are related to each other. In the junior circle of squire and wealthy people, the one who has the best relationship with Ren Tingting is Ren Hongyang's daughter Ren Zhuzhu. The two played together since childhood, and later went to study abroad together and entered the same school. After studying for four years, Ren Tingting felt homesick and came back after graduation. After returning, she studied cosmetology and makeup and did what she liked. As for Ren Zhuzhu, she continued her studies and recently received a doctorate in economics from our school before choosing to return to China... “Zhuzhu!” “Tingting.” Ren Tingting strode to the guest room, laughed and hugged the white-legged girl, her excitement palpable: "When did you come back?" “I came home yesterday afternoon and came to see you today.” Ren Zhuzhu said with a smile: “Isn’t it interesting?” Ren Tingting laughed: "That's interesting, that's interesting. Let's go and take you to my office to chat." Ren Zhuzhu followed her, walking in the corridor hung with various portraits, and sighed: "Tingting, I heard that this building belongs to you?" “Who said that?” Ren Tingting opened the door of the board of directors and laughed dumbly. “My dad said, let me study hard with you.” Ren Tingting took her to sit on the sofa in the guest lounge area and poured her tea and water affectionately: "Uncle, I'm just kidding you. I'm just a part-time worker. I can only hold some shares." Ren Zhuzhu pursed her lips and smiled: "I think so." Ren Tingting pointed at her: "You...are you going back this time?" "I won't go back. Fucheng is more prosperous than I imagined. It would be good for me to stay and contribute to my hometown." Ren Tingting’s eyes lit up: “How about you stay in the building and help me? You don’t even know, I’m dying from hard work now.” Ren Zhuzhu waved her hand: "No hurry, no hurry, I just got back and I'll think about it again. Tingting, do you have time now? I want to visit Fucheng."
“You have spoken, even if you don’t have it, you must have it.” Ren Zhuzhu took a sip of tea and stood up with a smile: "Then let's go..." After a while, we arrived at the gate. Ren Zhuzhu looked at the four guards in suits following Ren Tingting in astonishment, approached her ear and said, "Tingting, isn't it?" “This can effectively avoid a lot of troubles, such as petty thefts, libertines who deliberately lean on us, and the molestation by the evil young man in this story. Although it is not a big problem, it will affect the mood of shopping to some extent.” Ren Zhuzhu: “…” It’s been a while since we last met, and my former best friend actually has the energy to live in a house with eight seats. Just as Ren Tingting said, under the protection of four bodyguards who looked very difficult to offend at first glance, even though there were many people coveting them along the way, no one dared to come over and cause trouble. The two of them walked around happily all morning and got warm with a fragrant sweat. Ren Zhuzhu tugged at her clothes, turned around and said, "Tingting, I want to go take a bath in Feiliujian..." Ren Tingting wiped the sweat on her forehead: "Okay, I haven't been there for more than a year, so I'm going to relax today." That day. Mid-afternoon. The girl in medical clothes, one of the three weirdos in the traditional Chinese medicine community in Fucheng, walked slowly into the house with a medicine box on her shoulders. Before she reached the main hall, she heard a burst of laughter. “Dad…Uncle Mark.” In the lobby, the foreign man sitting in the guest seat heard the call and walked out, smiling heartily: "Qianqian, you are beautiful again." At the main seat, the middle-aged man wearing a mandarin jacket shook his head: "You are so sloppy, I don't see any beauty in you." Yun Qianqian resisted the urge to roll her eyes, ignored her eccentric father, and asked instead: "Uncle Mark, have you found a suitable zombie?" Once in Master Yixiu's yard, Qin Yao said that they were going to deal with a royal zombie. Yun Qianqian suggested that bringing the zombie back for study was because of Mark's influence. "There has been progress, and if nothing unexpected happens, we can succeed tonight." Mark nodded, and then looked at Father Yun: "Over there at the hospital..." "I have contacted the hospital and reserved an operating room for you to do research." Father Yun said. “good.” Mark clapped his hands excitedly: "I have extracted the data on vampires and mummies, except for Chinese zombies. After collecting the data on three mysterious creatures, I may win the Nobel Prize, and we will be prosperous by then." " Yun Qianqian is not interested in underdevelopment. With her current medical skills and status, even if the Yun family is ruined in an instant, she can still live a good life. What really interests her are zombies. According to legend, the longer a zombie lives, the stronger it becomes. So is this a kind of immortality in disguise? If the code of immortality of zombies can be cracked, the genes that can lead to immortality are extracted, and injected into the human body, what changes will occur? After thinking about this research direction for a moment, Yun Qianqian became extremely excited, as if she had stepped into the realm of God... at the same time. Taoist temple in the mountains.
The man in a dark brown shirt was picking his nostrils numbly. He was sitting on a wooden chair in the courtyard like an uncle. He was picking his nostrils and suddenly felt an itch in his feet. He took out the finger that was used to pick his nostrils and started to pick his feet again. “Oh~oh~” Hands of relief could not help but come out of his mouth. Inside the wooden hall. The fellow disciples who were burning incense for a group of zombies heard the sound and went away. The thin, mature-looking disciple said, "Ah Hao, Master hasn't given us this month's wages yet..." (End of this chapter)