Deconstruction is Weird

   Chapter 118 There is a little gentleman in the house

  Yang Yiqing nodded. When the master is here, he will listen to the master. If the master is gone, he will listen to Chu Dong. It is simple and clear.

   After that, Chu Dong settled down in Lin Mingfu. He also had an official status in the Fuzhong. He was a warlock of the Fuya, and his status was no less than that of the county magistrate.

   And the county magistrate Chen Zhayi died. He was the biggest official in the city, and he lived a comfortable life.

  The imperial court sent new officials over, and I am afraid it would take ten days and a half months.

   But about half a month later, the court sent someone to express condolences to Huang De. The people in the court still respected Huang De.

   Moreover, the court wanted to recruit Chu Dong, saying that it was the order of the hall master, but Chu Dong refused all of them.

   After that, the Yin-Yang Division tried to recruit Yang Yiqing through official channels many times, but Yang Yiqing was completely invisible. She entered the Yin-Yang Division for Huang De, and when Huang De was gone, she had no interest in the Yin-Yang Division.

  The old ghost was finally rated as a disaster. After all, Jin Ling was killed in it, and eight Yishou Pills were awarded, plus Yang Yiqing was promoted to Yin Ling Deacon.

  Zhuge Yuan divided one, and did not want one from Ji, saying that he had already taken advantage of the bronze beast and could no longer ask for the Yishou Pill, so the remaining seven were all returned to Chu Dong.

   This small town suffered such a disaster, and dozens of people died unluckily. Some were beaten to death by Wu Yong's evil spirits, and some were thrown into the ground by ghosts to be the foundation of piles.

   However, it slowly returned to normal under the healing of time.

   In a flash, seven months have passed.

   On this day, a stranger came from Lin Mingfu. The terrain here is remote and few outsiders come. The man was wearing a black veil during the day, and he looked like a woman.

   There was also a long spear slung across her back. The spear was taller than anyone, and she seemed to be about 1.5 meters at most.

  This woman was riding on the road, attracting people's attention. The people in this house are all ordinary people, and I haven't seen a single one with a weapon in a few months.

   The man also seemed to have noticed his difference, and placed the spear behind him on the horse's back, so that it was not so conspicuous.

   muttered while drumming his spear.

   "This place is so small, are the warriors so eye-catching?"

   This voice is still very immature, and with this small figure, it can't help but make people suspect that this is still a child.

   After the girl entered the city, she dismounted from the horse and led her, and stopped in front of the nearest vegetable stall. He took out a tael of silver and handed it to the vegetable vendor.

   "Auntie, ask you about someone, do you know Chu Dong?"

  The vegetable vendor scratched his head, she also wanted the money, but she never heard of it?

  The girl hurriedly took out a portrait from her arms and unfolded it for the vegetable vendor to take a look. When the aunt saw the portrait, she suddenly realized that she slapped her forehead and said happily.

   "Isn't this little gentleman, I really don't know his real name.

  I can't ask for your money when looking for Mr. Xiao. Mr. Xiao also helped me. If you go east along this road, you will see a shop.

  Little gentleman should be drinking tea at the door of the shop at this time, you can see it when you go there. "

  The girl was a little puzzled, obviously this man's eyes lit up when he saw his broken silver, why didn't he want it?

   He asked a few more people along the way, and found that no one here knew the name, but they all knew Mr. Xiao, and when he mentioned Mr. Xiao, they all looked like they were brainwashed.

   She has rarely seen someone who has such a status in the eyes of ordinary people, or is this person really so talented?

   And little sir?

  Why would someone call this a title? Ordinary people generally refer to those who read Feng Shui and fortune tellers as "Mr.", but such people must be old.

   The girl was puzzled, but she still followed the path pointed by the vegetable vendor.

   Five minutes later, as the vegetable vendor said, he saw a young man lying on a rocking chair, quietly sipping tea and rocking the rocking chair.

   The street was very lively, but the man was very quiet.

   It is not normal to be able to be quiet on such a lively street.

  This street is a **** because of the terrain, and the man's shop is at the top of the slope. She approached slowly, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man running to Chu Dong in a panic.

   "Sir! My little baby is unconscious!

   Come and see me! "

   "Go to South Street to buy a piece of roast pork and go back. He pretended it, don't worry about it."

  The man scratched his head embarrassedly, and then backed off after thanking him. After reading it, the girl didn't understand at all. How could he be so perfunctory when the child fainted?

   If you don't even look at it, you say it's fake?

   Name: Chu Dong

  Strength: 4.9 (+1)

   Constitution: 5.6 (+2.3)

  Soul Strength: 3.1

   Brain domain fusion: 9.9%

   Bioenergy: 17220 (320)

   Inner Qi: 7000

  Hashrate: 39

   For the past six months, Chu Dong wakes up every morning to visualize that the strength of his soul has been cultivated to the realm of detachment.

   During the day, he guarded his small shop, a small errand shop. After all, he was a mansion warlock, so he still had to take care of it. In this famous Lin Mansion, all weddings, funerals, and marriages had to be approved by him.

   Sometimes he also works part-time as a doctor.

   At first, the people in this manor didn't believe in Chu Dong, but they couldn't bear that Chu Dong was really like a fairy, and Chu Dong never accepted money for ordinary trivial matters.

   Lying in front of his shop smiling every day, just like an old man.

   It's just that face really makes people feel good, and people can't help but want to have a close chat, and this little gentleman has never been an air, so anyone can chat with him.

   These people from the eight townships of ten miles and eight villages have heard that there is such a living fairy in Lin Mingfu, and they often come here to ask for help.

  Chu Dong also refused to come, and he also had to collect data, data unique to this world.

   Collecting data and improving Qimen is his ultimate goal. In the past six months, almost all the computing power of Zhinao has been used in this area. The road to perfection of Qimen has been advanced a lot.

  How to use the Qimen at the least, pay the least price, and obtain the information you want to know, this is the direction of Chu Dong's research.

  Like Zhuge Yuan, who learned to choose five of the five disadvantages and three shortcomings is nothing more than an exchange of equal value. Chu Dong does not like such a strange sect.

   Besides, he is really busy, and he almost knows all the people in this city.

   Lying on a rocking chair when he was free, basking in the sun, let the brain run and wash the marrow to promote the evolution of the body. His body has completed an evolution, and his cultivation base has broken through to the third rank of martial artist.

  The fusion degree of Zhinao is stuck at 9.9, and it has not moved for a month. According to Zhinao, the brain cells are not strong enough to truly break through to immortality in theory.

   From the first-grade martial artist to the third-grade martial artist, his body has undergone a transformation, and the nerve cells have been strengthened, so his control of the inner qi has been greatly improved, and the inner qi can be separated from the body.

   (end of this chapter)