Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The back mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, with lush vegetation and many things that Fang Zhuojian has never seen before.

He found a tree and climbed up, crossed his legs, took out a piece of snack from the storage bag on his waist, and lay down to eat.

As the master of Wuwei Peak, Shen Su doesn't have to manage things like the other senior brothers, but he pays more attention to food and clothing than the other senior brothers.

This pastry is made by the disciples of the dining room in the early morning. It is made with spiritual grass and spiritual rice according to the secret method of the palace. It tastes quite good.

I was eating happily when there was a movement in my sleeve.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that the pastry dropped, thinking that a snake got in.

He yelled and sat up, grabbed his sleeve and kept shaking it, and a red fur ball came out.

The chicken cub just woke up, opened his mouth and yawned, and called out coquettishly at his father.

Fang Zhuo patted his chest, "Son, you scared Dad to death, can you let me know in advance next time you drill your sleeves?"

Chicken Cub, "Hey."

Its black bean eyes kept staring at the corner of Fang Zhuo's mouth, where there was a bit of pastry crumbs.

Fang Zhuo touched it, and passed his finger over. The chicken cub didn't dislike it at all, and pecked it into his mouth happily.

"Are you still eating?"

"Ah."

Fang Zhuo smashed his son to his chest and lay down again.While feeding, he asked the system, "Brother Ah San, what is my apprentice doing?"

The system was too lazy to talk, and started a live broadcast for him directly.

In the picture, the child has a bronze mirror in his left hand and a whip in his right, looking around with a serious face.

The forest is huge, and the trees are all about the same size. Fang Zhuo secretly drew a small circle as a mark where he passed by.

The child obviously noticed this too, and after a brief hesitation, he followed the sign.

"It's really interesting." Fang Zhuo finished feeding the last morsel, stuffed the chicken cubs into his clothes, and walked away.

This time, he left no mark.

Not long after, the child stood under the tree where he had been lying before, and did not move.

Fang Zhuo stood on a branch not far away, squinted his eyes, and suddenly pinched the chicken cub's butt.

With teary eyes, Mao Tuanzi giggled in protest.

Immediately afterwards, the child in the light screen moved and walked straight towards the source of the sound.

Fang Zhuo was sure that Duan Rin was following him, and the words he leaned on his shoulder before thinking about the child...

Chick, your brother is so smart, he has already suspected your father in just a few days.

But, doubt also has its benefits, at least children will no longer regard him as a sworn enemy, poking around and planning how to kill him all day long.

Fang Zhuo pondered, he could release some more clues.

"As long as I don't disclose my identity, it doesn't count as a violation of the rules."

"It doesn't count." 233 said, "But you can't deliberately leave clues, otherwise you will be struck by lightning."

Fang Zhuo knew that this was not alarmist talk.

He was almost struck in the ancient world before, and the bright white lightning, without bias, landed outside his room door, and there was a big hole in the yard.

Thinking about that scene now, I still feel a little scared.

Compared to directly disintegrating the world boss, he is just an ordinary soul. If the main system really wants to kill him, it should be very simple.

Fang Zhuo was heartbroken, "When will I be able to hang around like a boss..."

Once the emotions are out of control, the whole world trembles, so handsome.

233,"When you were dreaming."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Duan Lin followed the sound source and came to a waterfall.

Under the waterfall is a deep pool, the water color is clear and light emerald green, and the algae under the nearby water surface can be clearly seen.

The voice of the spirit bird and the figure of the man disappeared.

Just as he was about to look elsewhere, the long whip hanging from his waist suddenly fell to the ground.

Duan Lin bent down to pick it up, but as soon as his fingers touched it, the whip moved a little forward.

He straightened his back with a cold face, suppressed the anger of being teased, and shouted in a deep voice, "Master."

Near the pool, there is only the sound of waterfalls rushing down.

Duan Lin pursed his lips, raising his vigilance.

There are many kinds of spirit beasts in Houshan, with different temperaments, and he is worried that something will target him.

Fang Zhuo lay in a big bubble, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and watched the short movie cheerfully.

This half-year-old child pretends to be serious, and is quite cute, which always makes people want to tease.

With a movement of his finger, the long whip on the shore suddenly wrapped around Duan Rin's calf, dragging him into the water violently.

Duan Lin held his breath, and was about to fight to the death, but saw someone swimming towards him.

Fang Zhuo hugged the child, lifted him out of the water, pinched his face and said, "Follow me, huh?"

Duan Lin coughed and bit his lips tightly.

Fang Zhuo sighed, "Before I was busy with cultivation, I neglected you. Haven't you taken a good bath in the past six months since you came to Wuwei Peak?"

Duan Lin couldn't hold back anymore, and roared in a rough voice, "I will wipe it every three days!"

Fang Zhuo has a very good temper, "Okay, okay, but it's not as comfortable as taking a bath."

As the voice fell, the child's clothes were also stripped, and there was no time for people to react.

Duan Lin froze all over, her small face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she struggled in shame and indignation.

Fang Zhuo clicked his tongue and raised his hand.

Duan Lin thought he was about to be beaten again, so he shrank his shoulders almost instinctively and hugged his head.

Fang Zhuo's heart ached, he just wanted to pat the child on the head.

He put his hand back into the water and slapped the child's buttocks. The child exploded immediately, and his eyes were red.

Duan Lin was extremely ashamed, but he only had one pair of hands to protect his buttocks, so he couldn't push the man away, so he simply opened his mouth and bit down on the neck in front of him.

Fang Zhuo gasped in pain, and smelled blood within a few moments.

Grab the child's cheek with a little force, forcing him to open his mouth, "Is it even?"

Duan Lin's teeth were covered with blood, but the expected beating and torture did not fall on him.

The man's eyes were half-lidded, and his black eyelashes fluttered slightly as he spoke.

He said, "Don't bite people casually in the future, dirty."

Duan Lin's heartbeat, which was so frightened that it almost stopped, became rapid after a brief recovery, as if it was about to pop out of his throat.

It's different, the people in front of me are really different from before.

Whether it's the other party's sudden change, or a change of heart inside, it's a good thing for him.

Even if there is no love, as long as there is no physical pain, it is fine.

But he didn't forget the shame of being spanked, and said with a cold face, "Let go, I'll wash it myself."

Unbelievable, at such a young age, he knows how to do his own things, Fang Zhuo let go of his hands as he said, leaned back, and swam far away.

He dived to the bottom, lay back in his bubble, and continued watching the short movie.

The child was floating naked in the water, scrubbing vigorously, with his eyes downcast, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "This child is only childish when he is angry."

"A child should look like a child, Brother Ah San, I want to help him regain his innocence."

233,"...a bit difficult."

"I know." Fang Zhuo frowned, "Is there a way?"

233 was silent for a while, a little uncertain, "Equality, communication, love to death."

Fang Zhuo clapped his hands together, which made sense.

The master and apprentice went back together, halfway there, they suddenly heard movement in the woods.

Fang Zhuo covered the unhealed wound on his neck with his backhand, guessing that something must be attracted by the smell of blood.

He whistled calmly, and the chicken cub flew over in the blink of an eye, enlarged and landed in mid-air.

Fang Zhuo carried the child up, but before he could do so, a vine rushed out from the forest and wrapped around his waist.

"Son, send your brother out."

He slapped the chicken cub's big, fluffy buttocks, and a sword was already in his hand, cutting off the vines that were about to grow.

More and more black vines stretched out from the woods.It is quite a challenge for patients with dense phobia.

Fang Zhuo had goose bumps all over his body, and the hand holding the sword kept shaking.

"Make a mosaic, thank you."

As soon as the system's mosaic came out, Fang Zhuo felt that the whole world was beautiful.

He moved his shoulders twice, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed forward

The chicken cub flew out of the forest with the child, and the barrier formed spontaneously.

Duan Lin stood outside the barrier, less than one meter away.

And behind him, the big fiery red bird bumped its head a few times in vain, gave a sad click, and crouched on the ground, staring straight ahead.

"I've never seen you before." The child looked at the chicken cub, puzzled.

Before that, Shen Su's car was a bone carving, which was more majestic and heroic than this one.

Chicken Cub blinked, "Hey."

Duan Lin frowned, "Where did that bone carving go?"

Chicken Cub blinked again, "Hey."

Knowing that there would be no result in communicating with it, Duan Rin chose to give up, but after a while, he couldn't help asking, "He's really not Shen Su, is he?"

There is this earnest expectation in the words.

He felt like a small fruit hanging on a vine, and the other party only needed a little warm air to shake him.

The big flaming bird didn't know if it understood or not, it just "sucked".

Duan Lin smiled wryly, and sat down on the same spot with Big Bird cross-legged.

The sun sets, the moon climbs up.

Fang Zhuo finally got rid of those vines, walked out of the forest, and saw two sitting on the ground at a glance.

In fact, from the point of view of cultivation, the spirit beasts and fine vegetation in the back mountain can't hurt him at all.

It's just that the soul and body don't quite fit together, and the sword isn't smooth enough.

Before he had time to act handsome and forceful, the sword was snatched away and was tightly entangled by bloodthirsty vines.

The cheapest thing is the system, which actually took a video as a souvenir.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhuo's teeth itch, "Can't you delete it?"

233 said sadly, "You are the first host I brought, in case I miss you in the future, I can take it out and have a look."

Fang Zhuo suddenly softened his heart, "Then when I finish the task, do you want to continue to assist the next deliveryman?"

"Do you want me to continue?" 233 asked nonchalantly.

Fang Zhuo was confused, "I can make the decision?"

233 said, "You can."

Fang Zhuo disappeared because of his complaints about being slapped in the face because he couldn't pretend to be coercive.He pursed his lips, reluctantly, "If you don't want to, then don't do it."

These words are loud, if you have a cigarette in your mouth, you are a proper boss.

233 hesitated, "You said this, and I recorded it." After finishing speaking, he felt that something was missing, so he added it sincerely.

Fang Zhuo, "..." I always feel that this is another pitfall.

He cheered up, put on the cold mask again, made a trick, and appeared at the entrance of the back mountain in an instant.

The chicken cub was the first to see it, jumped up with flapping wings, and rushed towards Papa.

Fang Zhuo caught the shrinking hair ball, looked at the child who stood up from the ground with a cold face, "Go back."

The previous act of sacrificing oneself for others did not end so quickly, he slowed down, was at the same level as the child, and held the little hand tightly.

Unbiased, just enough to reveal the scrape on the back of the hand.

Duan Lin's gaze was fixed, his dark eyes resting on the scratches that were about to ooze blood, and silently gave up the struggle in his hands.

Fang Zhuo hooked his lips, and took out a big white rabbit from the storage bag, "How do you want to eat it? Master caught it specially for you."

Yuan Mingzong's disciples have to rely on vouchers for meals, but Duan Rin has not. From the time he joined Shen Su's sect until now, he has not had a full meal for six months.

Usually, when I was hungry, I would eat some wild fruits, or pluck some spiritual grass in the yard to eat, and my life was quite miserable.

So although his complexion is still ruddy, he is not tall and looks like he is seven or eight years old.

Fang Zhuo used to be in pain every day, and he couldn't protect himself, so he didn't care about him. Now that he is recovering, he has to improve the food for the little apprentice.

As a result, the child sullenly remained silent.

"Then bake it and eat it." Fang Zhuo made a decision, and suddenly picked him up with one hand.

Duan Lin blushed, "Let me go."

Fang Zhuo was shameless, "Master loves you. I just want to hug you."

Not really, just embarrassing, Duan Lin felt uncomfortable all over, and his back was about to break.

He gritted his teeth, turned his face away, and looked away.

Fang Zhuo returned to the small courtyard with his precious apprentice in his arms, and was worrying about what to do with the rabbit when the prohibition outside the courtyard was suddenly violated.

Someone shouted respectfully from outside, "Little Uncle."

The voice is clear and hearty, he is a young man, Fang Zhuo lifted the prohibition to let him in.

The visitor was about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in brocade clothes, with a gentle smile, "Disciple Song Qingjian, I have seen my little uncle, this is the elixir that my master asked to send you."

Fang Zhuo searched around in his mind, but he had no impression of this person, and he should be a new disciple.

"Thank you Third Senior Brother for me."

"Yes." Song Qingjian said calmly, "Master said that your body has not fully recovered, so let me stay temporarily and take care of your diet and daily life with Junior Brother Duan."

Fang Zhuo bent down and whispered into Duan Rin's ear, "Would you kill a rabbit?"

This topic is too jumpy, Duan Rin subconsciously said honestly, "No."

Fang Zhuo stood up straight, "Stay here."

Song Qingjian has been curious about this peak master of Wuwei Peak for a long time, except for the first time when several masters selected his own disciples, this is the second meeting.

Compared with the coldness of the first time, there seems to be a little more freshness in the little martial uncle today.

Fang Zhuo picked up the grazing rabbit and threw it to Song Qingjian, "Go and clean up this rabbit first."

Duan Lin glanced at the two of them, took the whip and went to the dojo. Not long after, there was the sound of crackling whips.

Fang Zhuo had an inexplicable fear of the sound, he sat in the room and covered his ears hard.

"Brother San, do you have any information about Song Qingjian?"

"Have."

Soon, Song Qingjian's information was displayed on the light screen.

The young man comes from a wealthy family, loved by his parents, and his ancestors have been high officials for three generations. The most important thing is that Song Qingjian is extremely talented, and his spiritual root is a pure fire-type spiritual root. After half a year of entry, he has already reached the sixth level of Qi training.

This is a life completely opposite to Duan Rin's.