he is from ancient times

Seeing his own people approaching, the young man gained confidence instantly, and pointed at the man with the scar to complain, "Uncle Peng, you came just in time, someone here is taking advantage of the fire."

The person called Uncle Peng frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

The young man emphatically taught him the argument just now, and after he finished speaking, he asked arrogantly, "Should we do justice for the heavens?"

"Cough cough," You Peng coughed a few times, seeing the scarred man looking at them jokingly, stepped forward and said, "We don't have many crystal cores left, I wonder if we can exchange them for something?"

"Yes, Youjia is a well-known wealthy family, unlike us robbers who take advantage of the fire." The scarred man sneered, wandered up to the young man, and asked with a light smile, "Really, young master?"

"Huh..." You Yifei looked disdainful and turned his head away.

In the end, You Peng came forward, bartered and changed the oil.

You Yifei was filled with resentment, and within a few steps, he began to question You Peng: "Why should we be afraid of them?"

You Peng made a silent gesture, "Young Master Fei, don't underestimate this small gas station, it feeds the people in the Northern Wilderness."

"What do you mean?" You Yifei frowned, puzzled.

"Where does the gasoline come from? It's not bought from major bases. It's remote and desolate, and a small business must consume a lot of manpower and material resources. Do you think those individuals at the gas station can complete it? The Northern Wilderness is sparsely populated. Even There are not many zombies, and their survival until now depends on the unity of everyone. People in the wasteland rely on the income from this gas station to eat and survive." You Peng looked at the young and energetic rich young master, shook his head, "You have caused trouble here, it is difficult to get out of the Northern Wilderness safely."

"You mean, the people in this area are all in the same group?" You Yifei pointed to the strong men gathered not far away.

"It's about the same. Except for the hardships in the Northern Wilderness, the chance of survival is higher than that of the prosperous base."

"Even if they are numerous and powerful, we can't be afraid of them. We Youjia are chivalrous."

"Hehe, the people here are all desperadoes, and it's useless to fight them hard. As the saying goes, those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes."

"Hmph, it's reasonable for him not to order him? Where did the reason come from...I don't accept it..."

"Fei Shao, why bother to damage valuable equipment just to beat mice?"

. . . . . .

The conversation gradually faded away until Ji Rongzhi could no longer hear it.After they reminded him, he realized that the men gathered outside the iron gate were guarding the gate in twos and threes.Thinking of their greedy eyes, Ji Rongzhi's eyes turned cold. It seems that in the next few days, swords will be unavoidable.

Just thinking about it, I saw Tian Xiaoyou running back with sweat profusely, holding two blankets in his hands, "Master, I'm back."

"Yo, it really is a hidden treasure." The buck-toothed man next to the scarred man whistled and screamed strangely.

The man with the scar squinted his eyes, turned his head to stare at him, with a solemn face, and slowly spit out every word from his mouth, "No matter how good the baby is, it belongs to someone else, I advise you, take care of your hand, if you stretch it too far, you can't hold it back." back."

"Haha, Brother Big Niu, that's all I said, there is no other meaning." The buck-toothed man rubbed his hands and smiled apologetically.

"Huh, it's better like this, otherwise, I can't save you." The man with the scar raised his head and blew a smoke ring, and said lazily.

As soon as the man with the scar touched the material of the blanket, he knew it was a good thing, and it would definitely cost a lot if it changed hands, so he changed the oil without hesitation.

Ji Rongzhi originally thought that after the money was exposed, he would inevitably be targeted by petty thieves, but as a result, until the next day, everything was peaceful.So, he asked Tian Xiaoyou to park the car not far from the gas station, determined to throw the sixth-level crystal nucleus into the space.

As soon as the crystal nucleus was thrown in, the space began to distort. From Ji Rongzhi's perspective, thin cracks could be seen winding and rotating in the space.Slowly, like battered dough, elongated, curled, squeezed, stretched. . .Soon, along with the pain, hot gas began to spin crazily in the dantian.

Ji Rongzhi didn't care about the changes in the research space, and quickly stuffed a mutant fruit into his mouth, and began to calm down and meditate.

Tian Xiaoyou sneaked a glance at the long-haired handsome man in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and the heat visible to the naked eye was steaming above his head.The black-faced boy pondered, it was already morning, and the ice beauty sat there motionless, neither eating nor drinking.

Is he practicing qigong?From this point of view, it is indeed somewhat similar to the legendary Mr. Ji.

Thinking of spending two days and two nights alone with his idol, Tian Xiaoyou immediately blushed, covered his face dreamily, and thought happily: Even if he died now, it was worth it.

At this time, the intermittent "suggestion" sound came, Tian Xiaoyou was startled suddenly, got out of the car lightly, and heard furtive conversations within a few steps.

"Hey, Baoya, Brother Big Niu won't let us move this car."

"See, this car is absolutely top-notch. We just change a few tires. It's a big deal. Look at you."

"The people inside seem not to be trifled with, but if Brother Big Niu is alarmed, it's hard to explain."

"What's wrong with those twats? Coward, you deserve to starve to death."

"Hey, Brother Big Niu said..."

"In a word, do you want to do it?"

"Well..."

"If you quit, I'll find someone else."

"Hey, do it, do it, can't I do it?"

"Hehe, I should have said it earlier. You see, brother has something good to do, and I thought of you first."

. . . . . .

When Tian Xiaoyou heard this, he retreated tremblingly.Back in the car, Ji Rongzhi was still meditating.

what to do?Isn’t it shown on TV, if you are interrupted by others while practicing meditation, you will go crazy.

No, you can't let them disturb Master.Tian Xiaoyou clenched his fist with passion, anyway, we are also one of the mutants, although it is the most useless power type mutant, it is like a chicken rib.Still, holding on to two people shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, the black-faced boy was full of vigor, and bowed to Ji Rongzhi who was meditating with his eyes closed, "Master, the apprentice has gone."

Turning around, Dayi walked out awe-inspiringly.

The scorching internal force washed over the seven meridians and eight meridians, and something seemed to be evaporated in the body. After a short period of pain, the body suddenly lightened.

The Buddha beads in the dantian trembled violently, spinning and drawing a big circle, and slowly walked along the dantian.After a week, the turbulent internal force was like a waterfall, widening the meridian from a small gully to a thick stream.

A light and comfortable feeling swept the whole body, the pores all over the body were fumigated by the heat, and the texture of the skin became scorching hot, undergoing a transformation invisible to the naked eye.

"Damn it, this guy is really resistant to beatings. Grandpa's hands hurt from beating him." An unfamiliar voice came from afar.

"Hey, you, you'd better kill me, young master, and then step over my dead body." The voice sounded familiar.

"Baoya, stop, keep hitting, brother Big Niu should know."

"Damn it, get out if you're afraid of you. I insist on killing this bastard grandson today. Damn it, this grandson has bald my buck teeth."

"Then I don't care about you, I'll go first."

"Bah, bastard."

"Anyone, no one, don't try to touch me, my master, me, idol."

"Damn it, you still fucking hug me when you're unconscious, yo, you fucking dare to fight back, you're looking for death."

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The intermittent conversation sounded into Ji Rongzhi's ears, "bang bang", it was the sound of fists hitting flesh, it was really noisy.He opened his eyes impatiently, and what he saw was Tian Xiaoyou's swollen face that looked like a pig's head.

At this time, Tian Xiaoyou was already in a semi-comatose state, and the face stuck on the window glass was ugly, without a clear outline.His eyes were blurred, and his mouth was full of blood, slowly flowing along the glass as it opened and closed.

He was being pressed against the car window by the man behind him with a missing front tooth, his hands cut behind his back, and he was being beaten hard one after another.In a blur of consciousness, he still muttered a few words, "Don't even think about touching me, Master..."

The sudden killing intent obliterated Ji Rongzhi's rationality, and with a wave of his hand, the sword light flashed, and the car window flew out with the head attached at the same time.

The world is finally quiet, but not enough.

Kill, kill, kill, a thick fog of blood filled his eyes, and the violent energy in his body found an outlet to vent.Strong killing intent filled his chest, and scarlet blood covered his eyes.

Disrespectful, kill!Those who disturb my purity, kill!

Who else?

"Ah, ah, don't kill me, don't kill me." The accomplice who went back and forth happened to witness the bloody scene.When the beauty like a god of killing slowly approached, filled with icy killing intent, he was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt down and kowtowed for mercy.

Kill, kill, kill, he is a heinous devil, he should treat everyone like ants, kill decisively, and feel at ease.What kind of compassion, what kind of woman's benevolence, are all bullshit!

The blood mist blinded his eyes, and his drowsy mind was cloudy, only the cold sword reminded him all the time, kill, kill all annoying people!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I won't dare again..."

"Forgive me, sir, forgive me..."

Shut up, it's too noisy.

Ji Rongzhi covered his faintly aching forehead, all his patience disappeared in these noisy voices, and a word kept circling in his mind, kill!

He was about to swing his sword when a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Amitabha..."

"For those sentient beings, when the illusory body is extinguished, the illusory mind is also extinguished; when the illusory mind is extinguished, the illusory dust is also extinguished; when the illusory dust is extinguished, the illusory extinction is also extinguished; when the illusory body is extinguished, it is not the illusion that is not extinguished."

"You good son, you should protect the practitioners in the last days, so that the demons and heretics will not annoy their bodies and minds, and make them retreat."

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"Old bald donkey..."

In the quiet Buddha's words, Ji Rongzhi only felt his head clear for a while, and his vision finally returned to normal.Yellow sand, haystacks, a sword in hand, and under the sword is a man who keeps kowtowing and begging for mercy.

He rubbed his stinging temple blankly, and said indifferently, "Get lost."

"Yes, yes, get out now, get out now..."

The beggar bowed and fled in embarrassment while using his hands and feet, rolling and crawling.