The girl held the potatoes and fryed potatoes, looked at Chen Shisan in front of her, her slightly fat face bulged, and asked softly at Chen Shisan.

"What are you eating, senior brother."

Chen Shisan waved his hand, "I just ate it, it's not time yet."

He has a meal every three days, and he can barely hold on with his own physical fitness.

The girl said "Oh", but didn't know what to say, but she was unwilling to close the door.

Chen Shisan said again: "Qi Ling, if you have difficulties in your practice, you will tell your senior brother, you will find a way for you."

The girl named Yuan Qiling shook her head, "Nothing is difficult."

"Yeah." Chen Shisan nodded and said, "You are already a big girl now. If you have any problems in the future, the senior brother will not be able to cover everything. After all, there are some things that the senior brother is indeed not suitable for doing."

In terms of age, Yuan Qiling is actually only five years younger than Chen Shisan, and Yuan Qiling is now eighteen.

Yuan Qiling lit his little head, his mood seemed a little depressed, and he only responded softly, "I understand."

Chen Shisan scratched his head, "Do you have anything you want? Senior brother will do it for you."

When Yuan Qiling heard this, he began to shake his head violently, and tears burst out from his eyes, "I don't want my senior brother to steal things for me."

In Yuan Qiling's impression, the master died very early. The senior brother, who was only fifteen years old, didn't care about anyone, but only tried his best to meet her requirements.

Yuan Qiling, who was only ten years old at the time, saw a new phone number released by the Academy of Sciences in the book, which was being sold everywhere. She also wanted one, so she mentioned it to her senior brother.

The next morning, Chen Shisan put the phone in front of Yuan Qiling's door.

So that night, Yuan Qiling saw the scene that made her regret to this day.

Several adults came up the mountain, and one of them pointed at the senior brother. The adults grabbed the senior brother, threw it roughly to the ground, and began to beat him up.

Yuan Qiling, who was still young, hid in the house and looked out through the crack in the door. She was so scared that she was trembling. She wanted to go out to stop her, but she didn't dare to. She could only cry like a tearful person and sobbed from the side.

"Don't beat me anymore...you don't beat my senior brother."

The adults ignored these things and interrupted two wooden sticks and beat Chen Shisan to make his blood splash. Then they stopped their hands panting, spit on Chen Shisan and cursed.

"Little beast, your master died early and became something that no one taught. I dared to steal it to me. If there is another time, I will call the police to collect your body!"

The adults stopped and went down the mountain cursingly.

Yuan Qiling, crying, hurried out and ran out of the door, knelt beside Chen Shisan, and kept sobbing: "Senior Brother...Senior Brother..."

Chen Shisan hummed twice, slowly got up from the ground, swallowed the blood that was about to spit out of his mouth, and smiled at Yuan Qiling.

"It's okay, just tell me what else you want."

Yuan Qiling looked at Chen Shisan in blood and would never forget this scene, so that when she heard Chen Shisan say this, she was so scared that she was about to cry.

Chen Shisan comforted Yuan Qiling and said, "Senior brother won't go steal."

Yuan Qiling took back the tears in her eyes. She had nothing to want, as long as Chen Shisan didn't steal things to her.

"Senior brother robs it directly!" Chen Shisan suddenly clenched his fist and shouted.

Yuan Qiling was so scared that she burst into tears in an instant, and she quickly shook her head and said, "No...No."

Chen Shisan loosened his fist, "Senior Brother teased you, how could he rob it? You can't rob it, haha."

Yuan Qiling wiped away tears with his white and tender fingers, staring at Chen Shisan with big watery eyes, but still didn't believe it. He stretched out his palm, stretched out his pretty little finger, pouted his baby-fat face, and said to Chen Shisan.

"Luck with me."

Chen Shisan hooked his little finger with Yuan Qiling and completed the ceremony under Yuan Qiling's words "Hooking and hanging on it, and it will not change for a hundred years."

Yuan Qiling retracted into the room, poked his little head out, and told Chen Shisan: "I promised me."

Chen Shisan nodded, "Don't worry, you will never be exposed."

"This is not this." Yuan Qiling pouted.

"I understand." Chen Shisan nodded, a little listless. If he couldn't steal vegetables, what's the meaning of his life?

Aunt Wang, Uncle Li, Hu Erwa and others must think so.

There will never be lucky potatoes in the world again, just like there are no Buddhas in the West, no relics, no birds in the sky, no fish in the sea, no shit in the public toilet, and I don’t have you.

Yuan Qiling went back to the room and closed the door.

Chen Shisan turned around and while it was still early, he planned to go to his studio to study it.

Yuan Qiling had to slowly change his habit of not leaving home, after all, he would go to the Sword Cultivation Academy in the future.

However, it may be difficult to correct it. After all, according to research, Yuan Qiling's heart waves are less than those of ordinary people, and his fear is 20% greater than that of ordinary people.

The bachelors in charge of research were all surprised and thought that this Taoist temple could produce two freaks. I really don’t know if it was a good luck or a bad one.

Maybe it's the fate between the freaks.

Chen Shisan scratched his butt, had already arrived at the studio, opened the door, sat on a chair, took a small aluminum box, and used tweezers to take out one of the bullets placed there.

A slender, fine copper, sharp and shiny bullet.

This is a bullet that Chen Shisan has been studying and creating for two years in accordance with the instructions of the Academy of Sciences.

A bullet about to enter the ranks of "weapons".

Chen Shisan wanted to go further and turn the bullet into a "spiritual weapon" and then auction it out. The money he got should be enough for Yuan Qiling to study in the Sword Cultivation Academy.

Although I think so, it is too difficult to practice. First of all, the materials for the forging device are not enough, and his spiritual energy and realm are not enough for forging for such a long time.

The most important thing is that the "weapon" is promoted to "spiritual weapon", which requires demon souls no less than the third realm.

Classical monks are divided into eleven realms, and the latter two realms are already unattainable due to luck. Now the highest one is the Nine Realm Immortal.

It is not easy to obtain the soul of a demon of the third level, let alone Chen Shisan is also a demon-subduing man with no background.

Now, what is the difference between looking for the third level demons and seeking death?

So Chen Shisan wanted to enter the innovative school of science, where he had enough resources to conduct his own research.

Rumor has it that when the magic weapon reaches the level of "spiritual weapon", it will have its own consciousness and supernatural powers, which usually have both pros and cons.

Chen Shisan wanted to create a bullet.

When you are happy, you can shoot your head, and when you are sad, you can cook, clean, farm, cut trees, learn and think.

By then, the bullet will become Chen Shisan.

Chen Shisan is a bullet.

Only responsible for shooting.
Chapter completed!