Chapter 117 My surname is Tie, Lao Tie

Author: It’s raining so hard

Chapter 117 My surname is Tie, Lao Tie

When he received Liu Yu, Xu Jian planned to go back.

"Aren't you going to see Xia Yu? Today we will confirm the dormitory and see where she lives so that we can let some mice in at night." Liu Yu said.

"Speaking of which, is there a place to catch mice?" Xu Jian asked seriously.

"You can buy bamboo rats," Liu Yu said.

"One is more than a hundred, ten are more than a thousand, do you want them?" Xu Jian asked.

"It's immoral to bully children, let's go home." Liu Yu said seriously.

Back home, Liu Yu was cooking dinner and said: "Today I summarized my experience as a 'sir' and found that it really helps with digestion.

Visualize the figure loosening surprisingly quickly.

No one knows about this kind of cultivation method."

"It's not necessarily that no one knows. It may be that those who know don't want others to know." Xu Jian said.

Taking the visualization of the figure as the goal of imitation and performing digestion, even if no one teaches this kind of thing, someone will always discover it accidentally.

And the person who discovered it obviously wouldn't tell anyone else.

You must know that visualizing the figure is limited once everyone knows it.

There will be many people who are in urgent need of visualizing the figure.

This makes it impossible to predict what will happen next.

And some people who know can actually guide people who don't understand.

Of course, so far, they have not found anyone who knows this cultivation method.

Without talking much about this topic, Liu Yu began to cook seriously.

Xu Jian looked at his phone and asked his father what was going on there.

It seems that the surrounding sand and gravel are still being cleaned, but some people are already looking for water berries.

If you're lucky, you might be able to gain something.

Xu Jian could only pray that there really was one.

This can be used on the basic Zhenshan palm first.

"By the way, when I went to work today, I heard them chatting.

Men usually worry about who is good-looking." Liu Yu turned to look at Xu Jiandao, who was sitting at the dining table.

"Who is it?" Xu Jian lowered his head and chatted with Xia Lu.

On the first day of class, he was approached by many people, both men and women.

Tell me if you know the martial arts leader.

Xu Jian could only tell him that he didn't know him.

"What about Jiguanhai and Sen Lingmeng?" Liu Yu asked, staring at Xu Jian.

"What's Ji Guhai, what's Sen Lingmeng?" Xu Jian raised his head and looked over with a blank look on his face.

"Stop pretending, tell me who looks better."

"Those two are incomparable, so let's add you."

"Okay, plus me, who is better looking, Ji Guakehai, Mori Reimu, or me?"

"Of course it's the sea."

With a snap, Liu Yu slapped the knife on the chopping board and said, "Drink porridge tonight."

"I'll cook." Xu Jian stood up and said.

"No, if you dare to compete with me to cook today, you won't even be able to sleep in your room this month." Liu Yu said fiercely.

After hearing this, he stood up and walked to the room.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Yu asked.

Xu Jian didn't answer, walked into the room silently, and then walked out with a pillow and blanket: "I will sleep on the sofa this month."

Liu Yu looked at Xu Jian with a shocked expression, and then anger arose in his heart: "Smelly man, I will fight with you."

Xu Jian: "."

The next day.

Xu Jian touched his chest and felt a bruise.

Liu Yu went too far.

I agreed to sleep on the sofa for a month, but I regretted it in the blink of an eye.

After sending Liu Yu to school, he rode his bicycle and planned to go to the antique street to find a place to set up a stall.

Of course, he needs to buy some kitchen knives before going.

Then he hid the cards inside and started selling kitchen knives.

No one from the Crimson Group came to see him today, so he didn't know what he would do next.

Anyway, as long as it's not too much, it's fine.

If it goes too far, they can only let them continue to replace people.

After buying a few good-looking kitchen knives, Xu Jian took out the card, injected spiritual energy into it, and cut in bit by bit from the back of the knife.

It takes a little effort, but it can be put in.

This magic weapon is really useful.

Speaking of which, he also had a bone spur, which he gave to his father because it was of no use.

Neither he nor Liu Yu are suitable for using it. This bone spur is very penetrating and seems to ignore defense.

But there are side effects. If you use it, you will see blood, otherwise it is easy to cause problems.

They couldn't use it, so they had to give it to dad.

After seeing the bone spurs, he realized how useful rings and cards were.

There are actually no side effects.

After stuffing the cards, Xu Jian took the knife to the antique street.

Just when I found a place, there was a middle-aged man next to me and said with a smile:

"Young man, do you sell kitchen knives?"

"Yes." Xu Jian placed the knife and nodded.

"We sell antiques here, so if you sell kitchen knives, you should try to make them look a little more like ancient times.

If you really can't, get some ancient knives so that they can be easily sold.

How do you sell this now?

Do you really think your guests are fools?" the middle-aged man said amusedly.

"The main thing is to sell fate." Xu Jian put down his backpack, put the rented folding seat in place, then took out his computer and started typing.

The middle-aged man looked a little dazed.

What is this guy here for?

The location for a while was under the shade of a tree. Although it was a bit hot, it was still manageable.

It doesn't work in some places. As soon as noon comes, everyone disappears.

He wrote 10,000 words in one morning, all of which were typed out slowly.

The quality is very high.

He just sent it out but was scolded for not reading it. He was so angry.

A group of readers who have no vision.

The updates that the true immortals of the future have worked so hard to type out will all be true scriptures in the future.

How dare you say that you haven’t watched it yet.

“It’s not easy to lead this class of readers.”

Shaking his head, Xu Jian planned to order some takeout.

"Young man, do you want some rice bowls?" the middle-aged man asked, handing over a takeout menu.

"Rice bowl?" Xu Zhan took the menu and was curious.
To be continued...