Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Duan Lin was very calm.

If it was any other kid, he would have pushed his hand away angrily.

But the child in front of me did not.

His eyes were terribly calm, and his face was neither humble nor overbearing, as if he really devoted himself to studying.

It's not that Fang Zhuo is conceited, if he learns this whipping method, he will definitely be the first one to be punished.

"Brother Ah San, do you think I will teach or not?"

"It must be taught." 233 said, "Influence him with your love."

Holding the label that I am the Holy Father, Fang Zhuo let go of the child's chin, "In the books I gave you, there is an introduction to martial arts. You should practice it yourself in these three days."

He closed his eyes, "For these three days, I will be in retreat as a teacher, and no one should disturb me."

Duan Lin lowered his eyes, "Yes, Master."

Fang Zhuowo slept in the house for three days and three nights, and then he woke up feeling comfortable, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer hurting, and his chest was healthy no matter how he rubbed it.

So people, the most important thing is health.

Of course, that kid Duan Lin was an exception. That demon was so awesome that he could run back by himself after being pulled out, not to mention running back, and healed the host's injury well.

With this thing in place, the child's body becomes indestructible.

Just thinking about it is amazing.

Fang Zhuo performed a cleansing formula, and immediately felt refreshed.

As soon as the door was opened, the sunlight that had just pierced through the clouds poured over, making people feel warm all over.

The chicken cub stayed with him in the house for three days, and the whole chicken was wilted. It spread its small wings, flew to the top of the plane tree, and began to bask in the sun.

On the top of Wuwei Peak, there is a dojo. At this time, there is the sound of cracking whips.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his face hard a few times, and approached with his hands behind his back.

The ashram is surrounded by spiritual trees, full of spiritual energy, and in the center is a shirtless child who is struggling to wield a long whip.

That whip was a bit heavy for a ten-year-old child.

But even so, Duan Lin still played decently.

Just as he was about to get closer, the other party turned around suddenly, and the long black whip came straight to Fang Zhuo's face.

He didn't pay much attention to this trivial skill, pinching and pulling with two fingers, and the little boy followed that force, and was pulled in front of him.

Duan Rin's face was tense, and he gasped for breath.

Fang Zhuo wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, "How are you practicing these days?"

"Not good." Duan Lin pursed her lips, knowing what the problem was.

Although the whip in his hand is just an ordinary magic weapon, it also needs aura to move it, and he can only rely on brute force.

Maybe it looks smooth in the eyes of outsiders, but only he himself knows the hardships.

Fang Zhuo took the whip, held it in his hand, and flew to the center of the dojo with his toes.

Once the long black whip fell into his hands, it was like a fish caught in water. Every time the whip was thrown, it was a combination of strength and beauty.

After successfully pretending to be aggressive, he threw the whip back, "Practice again as I demonstrated just now."

Duan Rin put in a lot of effort, but he could only achieve a little resemblance.

The whip that was thrown out seemed powerful, but it didn't have much lethality.

This body has a high level of cultivation, and it is not generally pleasant to use. Fang Zhuo just played a game, and it was not very enjoyable.

He walked over and wrapped his hand around the child's hand, "Concentrate on the wrist, not the arm."

There is a very faint sandalwood on the man's body, and his chest is warm.

The whites of Duan Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and he turned back and pushed the person away, like an irritable little beast, "What the hell are you trying to do!"

He didn't have any joy of being cared and loved by the master.

Some are hate, suspicion, and fear.

The pain that this person raised on him will never be forgotten in his life.

But he also knew that he was just a waste who couldn't even detect his spiritual roots. To Shen Su, he was even worse than an ant.

In the past few days, he has been trembling like walking on thin ice.

The other party's sudden gentleness was like a knife hanging around his neck.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, the knife will fall and kill him.

Fang Zhuo blinked, unable to react.

"What's wrong with him? Rebellious period? Early menopause?"

"Maybe I was scared by you."

Fang Zhuo touched his face, it was soft and slippery, there must be something wrong with his appearance.

He squatted down, and suddenly he was much shorter than the child, which would make the other party feel more secure.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to be nice to you."

Duan Lin clenched his fists tightly, and the moisture that had already reached his eye sockets just now was forced back by him.

This willpower, this degree of stubbornness, is simply too appetizing.

Even if this child is not the protagonist, Fang Zhuo still intends to treat him as his son and cultivate him into a talent.

He wiped off the child's sweat with his hands, and said earnestly, "I promise, I will never do anything to hurt you after menstruation. If you violate it, you will be struck by lightning."

As soon as we came to this world, we have formed such a big enmity, I don't dare to regard you as my future husband, I will treat you as my little ancestor.

I will, and I will give you everything I have.

Fang Zhuo wrote all the words in his eyes, but unfortunately the child turned his head away and didn't see a single word.

He got up and squeezed the small knot on Duan Lin's head, "Now I can't draw the spiritual energy into the body, so I should practice the physical skills first. For your problem, Master will find a solution for you."

Duan Lin took a breath, and stood on the spot like a wooden stake.

It wasn't until people left that he walked to the edge of the dojo and looked down.

The man in the white cassock was walking down the steps. The hem of his coat was gently dragged across the stone steps, and he picked it up again irritably.

Fang Zhuo pinched the hem of his clothes, unable to bear it any longer.

"A real fairy exudes a unique temperament from the inside out, rather than relying on clothes to decorate. Shen Su's focus on the outside must be because he is afraid that the darkness in his heart will be exposed."

233, "You dress honestly, killing people in this world is not against the law, if a few brothers know that you are not Shen Su, kill you, don't come to me and cry."

Just kidding, he has whatever he wants now, and he wants to play with him for 500 years.

Fang Zhuo immediately let go of his hands and put his hands behind his back.

Just as he was about to lift his foot, there was a sudden pause, and he suddenly turned his head and looked back.

There was no one behind him or on the side of the dojo. Could it be that the chilly feeling of being stared at just now was an illusion?

The crackling sound of the whipping continued, and the force was compared with each other.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

I always feel like what's going on with the whip on me!

Fang Zhuo quickened his pace, and as soon as he arrived at the small courtyard, he saw four men with anxious faces.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, several people turned their heads to look over, and one of them approached, with a reproachful tone, "You didn't say anything about how well you are."

Fang Zhuo froze for a moment, then remembered, this is the elder brother, the peak master of Dongfeng Zhao Dongnian.

Sweeping forward, they distinguished Yin Nan, the second senior brother at Nanfeng, Lou Xicheng, the third senior brother at Xifeng, and Xu Qiubei, the fourth senior brother at Beifeng.

These few people can be said to have watched the original owner grow up, Fang Zhuo became cautious.

He approached, and searched his memory for a common word used by the original owner, "Forgot."

"I think you have an apprentice and forgot your senior brother." Yin Nan snorted coldly, "I heard that when you leave the customs, you will lead your precious apprentice to the Biyun Tower in Dongfeng to choose a magic weapon."

Xu Qiubei has the best temper, "Forget it, as long as people are fine, everything else is secondary."

"How does junior feel?" Lou Xicheng also came over and squeezed Fang Zhuo's wrist.

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips and did not speak.

After Lou Xicheng checked his pulse, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's just that his body is still a little weak, but there are no other serious problems."

Yin Nan, who was acting strangely before, frowned, "Have you looked carefully?"

The little junior brother was stunned by the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder. It's only been a few days, so he's fine?

Lou Xicheng glared at him, "Are you questioning my medical skills?"

Yin Nan shook his head, "Don't dare."

Lou Xicheng is seldom talkative and has a violent temper. If there is a disagreement, he will strike, and there must be a winner.

Including Shen Su, they didn't really want to provoke him.

Fang Zhuo straightened his sleeves, "Thank you brothers for blocking a thunderstorm for me."

"You don't need to say thank you between brothers." Zhao Dongnian said, "It's you who is always cautious and arrogant. The failure of this breakthrough may just be due to the lack of opportunity. Don't be discouraged."

Brother, it's not that the opportunity hasn't come, it's that God didn't give it to me.

Fang Zhuo nodded slightly, "What brother said is true."

Zhao Dongnian was stunned for a moment, "You should have a good rest, and I won't bother you and my fellow seniors."

The brothers walked out of the small courtyard, feeling psychologically comforted.

This icy little junior was struck by lightning a few times, he seemed to be more enlightened than before, it was really strange that he would obediently listen to their nagging.

"Junior brother couldn't be fooled by being struck by lightning?"

"Maybe he's come to his senses?" Zhao Dongnian said, "He used to be too cold-hearted, and kept holding back when things happened. He is willing to accept us and others, which is not very good."

"Actually, the younger brother suddenly accepted an apprentice before, and I felt that he was different from before."

"Which one of you said that Ah Su couldn't find a Taoist companion?"

"It's me, it's me." The third floor, Xicheng, was ashamed, "Before, just relying on that face alone, he captured many men and women, but now that his personality is active, he can't be fascinated by thousands of people."

On the other end, Fang Zhuo silently moved his eyes away from the light screen.

These centenarians are really gossips, and they are about to catch up with the aunt of the sub-district office.

Fortunately, they didn't doubt themselves.

Fang Zhuo secretly heaved a sigh of relief, crackling his own calculations, he planned to change a little every day, so that several senior brothers could subtly influence him and get used to the real him.

After all, they will have to get along for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, and pretending to be cold every day with a sullen face can drive people crazy.

233 has no objection, "You just need to grasp the scale yourself, don't be too abrupt."

When Fang Zhuo thought of being able to let himself go in the future, his heart fluttered, and he raised his head and whistled at the chicken cub on the top of the tree.

The whistle was in tune, cheerful and cheerful, and the chicken cubs jumped up and down on the treetops to the tune.

One person and one bird were silly and happy, and they didn't notice at all that there was a person standing behind the old banyan tree not far away.

It didn't take long for Fang Zhuo to blow, his cheeks became sore.

He stepped back, sat cross-legged on a flat stone, and began to meditate.

Duan Lin came out from behind the banyan tree, his eyes flickered over the stone under his buttocks.

He approached, "Master."

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes and swished coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

Duan Lin said, "I want to go to the back mountain."

This is the first time for the little apprentice to take the initiative to express his wishes to himself, and he must agree.

Fang Zhuo gave a subtle smile, "Go."

Duan Lin frowned unobservably, and squeezed the whip tightly in his hand, "You cast a barrier."

The smile on Fang Zhuo's face froze, and then he remembered something.

The back mountain is the place where the original owner tortured and killed. In order to prevent his disciples from intruding by mistake and discovering his secret, a double barrier was set up, which only he himself can break.

In fact, in the first few days when Duan Rin came here, the original owner never went crazy, nor did he restrict the child's freedom much, leaving him to fend for himself in the yard.

Children are more or less curious.

After discovering the existence of Houshan, he ran to ask: Master, can I go in.

Duan Lin half a year ago, although he has experienced a lot of suffering in the world, he still retains a trace of innocence.

Those dark eyes blinked and blinked, anyone would soften their hearts.

But Shen Su is not a human being, but a devil.

These words are like a key, opening the closed door of darkness in his heart, reminding him of the pleasure of killing.

Without further ado, he picked up the whip and whipped it at the child.

Thinking of that scene, Fang Zhuo panicked, he was really nothing.

This kind of person deserves to be struck by lightning.

Fang Zhuo didn't agree immediately, but asked about the situation behind the system.

After a system scan, it was confirmed that the spirit beast killed by the original owner had been eaten by a more ferocious spirit beast.

The forest is peaceful at this time, which is very suitable for taking a walk in the wind.

He got off the ground, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Duan Lin suddenly acted like a monster, "Master, please carry me."

Without saying a word, Fang Zhuo picked him up.

The child obediently hugged the man's neck, resting his head on his arm.

He stared at the white and tender earlobe in front of him for a few moments, then closed his eyes,

Rather than saying that Shen Su was insane before, Duan Rin was more willing to believe that it was a different person.

Although Shen Su still had a cold expression, many details of his habits were quite different from before.

For example, his uncle took his pulse before, but he didn't wipe his wrist after the person left.For example, a man in the past would never sit cross-legged outdoors because he thought it was dirty.

Another example is Houshan.

Duan Rin once secretly followed Shen Su, and knew what he did to the back mountain. His crimes were hidden in that place, so how could he easily let outsiders in.

And the person in front of him actually agreed.

Duan Lin tightened his arms and whispered, "Master, are you really my master?"

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he almost threw him out.

With trembling hands, he patted the child on the back lightly, "What do you think?"

Duan Lin didn't make a sound, Fang Zhuo asked the system to look at it, the child's eyes were closed, not sure if he was asleep.

"Brother Ah San, my good boy, are you testing me, or talking in your sleep?"

233 said, "Is there any difference? It means that he is already suspicious of you."

The host hasn't acted properly for a few days from the beginning to the end, especially when facing the protagonist, every cell in his body is telling the other party, I am not.

Fang Zhuo thought for a while and thought it made sense, then he patted the child's head lightly, "Sleeping baby, daddy coaxes you."

Duan Lin, "..."

Feeling the body in his arms was slightly stiff, Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows.

Fighting with your father is still a little tender.

In addition to preventing intrusion, the enchantment of the back mountain can also be soundproof.

As soon as the barrier was opened, all the terrifying howls in the forest came out.

Fang Zhuo shook the child, put him on the ground, and handed him a small bronze mirror.

"You can go wherever you want, if you encounter danger, just call me in front of the bronze mirror, and you will be there as a teacher."

Duan Rin's small hands struggled to grasp the bronze mirror, "What about you?"

Fang Zhuo passed the child until he was several steps away before pretending to say, "Being a teacher has a place to be a teacher."

Duan Lin's eyes dimmed, it seemed that he had thought wrong before, this person has not changed at all, he must have gone to torture and kill spirit beasts again.

He pursed his lips tightly, feeling a little disappointed.

It would be great if this gentle man was not Shen Su.