my magic sword system

In Zhao Erxiao's view, Lin Jiajia was just a child, so before Lin Jiajia could respond, he walked towards Zhang's father and son.

Zhang Jiabao is a famous butcher in the City of Winter. His family raises cattle, pigs and sheep. There are many of them, and he just needs to be a wealthy family.

Maybe he killed too many animals. He has a murderous look on his body, a bloody smell.

Of course, Zhao Erxiao, who was protected by the Demon Sword Killing Spirit Sword, seemed to be the same thing.

Although his son Zhang Guoqiang was only seven or eight years old, he was already eating meat and drinking wine at such a young age, as if no one was around.

"Son, eat as much as you can." Zhang Jiabao whispered to Zhang Guoqiang.

"Well, my son understands." Zhang Guoqiang said vaguely.

After Zhang Guoqiang finished speaking, he saw a four-year-old child sitting aside, which made him stunned for a moment.

You know, since he was found to be short-lived, his former playmates felt as if they had encountered a plague god when they saw him. This was the first time anyone was willing to sit at a table with him.

Of course it was Zhao Erxiao who came over, he grabbed a chicken leg and ate it.

"Children, it's unlucky to sit in this seat. Your parents will scold you. Go away." Zhang Jiabao said in a low voice.

"Everything that is unlucky is fake. There must be a solution to the so-called short life." Zhao Erxiao said.

Zhang Guoqiang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head speechlessly, Zhao Erxiao was an ignorant child, so he must be talking nonsense, that's what Zhang Guoqiang thought.

"Zhang Guoqiang, if you don't dislike it, can you give me a pulse?"

Zhang Jiabao and his son looked at Zhao Erxiao in surprise.

"You are the son of shopkeeper Zhao, how did you learn how to feel the pulse?" Zhang Jiabao asked.

"That's right. I've heard about your son, so I'm curious about the pulse of a short-lived man." Zhao Erxiao said calmly.

"You kid is really interesting." Zhao Jiabao said.

Zhang Jiabao smiled bitterly: "But it's unnecessary. My son has never had any disease since he was a child, and his body has always been healthy. Besides, the low level of spiritual root is not because of his body, but because of his talent."

Zhang Jiabao's rhetoric was the same as everyone else's. Zhao Erxiao was not surprised, and without waiting for Zhang Guoqiang to speak, his little hand directly grabbed Zhang Guoqiang's hand: "Don't move, I might be able to save you."

Zhang Guoqiang didn't move anymore, he just ate with his left hand speechlessly, and Zhao Erxiao felt his pulse with his right hand casually.

Among the knowledge that Zhao Erxiao was instilled by Liu Gaoyang was that Zhao Erxiao was a well-known little doctor of Chinese medicine in his previous life on Earth.

Zhao Erxiao sensed Zhang Guoqiang's pulse, and suddenly his eyes froze. This pulse... seemed to be a happy pulse!

Are you happy?
wrong!

Zhao Erxiao immediately shook his head, a little boy, how could he have a happy pulse, but this pulse is indeed very similar, it seems that there is something hiding in the body stretched across the wall.

In addition, Zhang Guoqiang's pulse condition is indeed very good. Not only that, his heartbeat is fast, and his pulse condition is solid, without any sign of unhealthy conditions, which is very suitable for a young man.

The temperature on Zhang Guoqiang's body was fine, he was very healthy, it was hard for Zhao Erxiao to imagine how such a healthy person would die?Although there are ghosts and Taoists in this world, there must be a certain scientific basis. There is nothing wrong with the coexistence of science and occultism, unless the two do not coexist in a world, which is another matter.

"Could it be that the low spiritual root talent has something to do with the happy pulse?" Zhao Er was thinking carefully.

"Er Xiao, your father asked you to eat." Zhang Jiabao couldn't help saying when he saw Zhao Er rushing over with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Zhao Er came over and picked up Zhao Erxiao, and smiled awkwardly at Zhang Jiabao and his son, "I'm sorry, I'll take Erxiao away first."

"It's all right." Zhang Jiabao said bitterly.

In fact, Zhang Jiabao knew it in his heart and could understand it.

"Er Xiao, why are you sitting with Zhang Guoqiang? What if something bad is passed on to you?" Zhao Er said angrily, his voice was very low, like a wild beast roaring. He looked fierce, but Zhao Erxiao knew that his father was caring about him, so his heart warmed up, and he let Zhao Er educate him.

Knowing the situation, Wei Meihong was also terrified and said: "Second Xiao, you want to scare your mother to death, and you will not be allowed to go out in the future."

Everyone at the table also stood up, warning Zhao Erxiao not to sit with short-lived people.

The banquet was almost used up, Zhao Erxiao saw that Zhang Jiabao and his son had left long ago, and Zhao Erxiao also took Zhao Erxiao and Wei Meihong away after eating and drinking enough.

When the door was opened, it was already pitch black outside.

"Don't be afraid, son. You are grown up now, and the spiritual roots on your body have grown. The evil things that bullied you when you were young dare not approach you anymore." Wei Meihong comforted in a low voice.

"Father, mother, have you seen Linggen?" Zhao Erxiao asked.

"I haven't seen it, but the celestial masters have said that everyone has spiritual roots. After the age of three, the spiritual roots will grow. But before that, if there is no spiritual root, it is easy to be approached by evil things." Zhao Er said.

Liu Gaoyang curled his lips, nonsense, the spiritual root can be said to be innate, how could it grow out, it must be the spiritual root of children under three years old who cannot be detected by people in this world.

"No wonder my parents didn't let me go out when I was young." Zhao Erxiao said.

"Well, it's all for your own good, so you must listen to your parents, okay?"

There were basically no people on the street. Zhao Erxiao was held by Wei Meihong's hand, looking at the dark surroundings, thinking.

'It is said that there are many evil things outside the city, but why are there not many inside the city? How did those celestial masters do it? '

Liu Gaoyang secretly thought it was funny, and at the same time felt that the time was almost ripe, if this little sword master was detected by someone later, wouldn't he have no strength to fight back at all, then how to do it, he probably already had some ideas, Some cultivators in this world control everything in this world. He doesn't want someone with a higher level of cultivation to appear and take away everything they have now. This must be the reason for such a series of conspiracies.

With a thought in his mind, Liu Gaoyang cast several spells on the little sword master, and the aura began to gather faster. Zhao Erxiao only felt his eyes warm up, as if his eyesight had also become better.

Zhao Erxiao, who was wondering what was going on, suddenly noticed a black shadow appearing behind him.

"An evil thing?"

Zhao Erxiao didn't show any fear, instead he stared at the object closely, not afraid at all, because Liu Gaoyang gave him a memory of a military life, he was definitely the protagonist of the wolf warrior, full of courage, fighting Firearms technology is full.

Zhao Erxiao stared at this thing, he wanted to find out, what is it?
At this time, I saw Lin Jiajia and her parents coming from a distance.