Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo glanced at it, felt that it was not enough, and glanced twice more, this position is too unique.

He closed his clothes and asked the system, "You don't know?"

233 was silent again and again, until the host asked the second time, and then said weakly, "The news may be delayed."

It didn't dare to tell the truth, the message should not be delayed, but sent, but it couldn't receive it.

Several times recently, it couldn't even contact the upstream system, let alone receive messages from the main system.

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, the world of the system knew almost nothing, and he wondered if it had been emptied.

He didn't cruelly express his doubts, and comforted, "It's okay, maybe I will receive the notification tomorrow."

No matter what, it is a good thing to be advanced by the judges, he scratched his face, "Well, what is the reward?"

233 said, "I will only know when I receive the notification."

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips and murmured, he didn't look like a big unit at all, "You won't renege on your debts, will you?"

233 said it was impossible, "It's just a little later."

Fang Zhuo was relieved, put the wet clothes on the bamboo poles, and then used spiritual power to heat up and dry the clothes next to him.

He looked at Duan Rin, "Take off your clothes, be careful not to catch a cold."

The boy who was sitting at the door with a cold face and holding his whip started to feel awkward again.

Unlike Master, he can dry his clothes. Once he takes them off, he will definitely take them off completely, and Master will definitely see his body...

Duan Lin rarely stuttered, "No, I don't need Master."

Fang Zhuo said with concern, "I don't want to say it a second time."

Duan Lin tightened his hand holding the whip, pursed his lips, and took off all the clothes in two or three strokes, leaving only a pair of trousers.

Although the boy is not tall, his body proportions are very good. Not to mention broad shoulders and narrow waist, he has a lot of biceps and triceps, and he even has abdominal muscles.

Oh, and the ass is pretty upturned too.

Looking skinny with clothes on, it turned out to be full of tendons.

Fang Zhuo touched his stomach, hmph, my abdominal muscles are still bigger and harder.

Today's rain is very heavy, sputtering, and there is no tendency to stop.When the clothes were about to dry, two men came in to take shelter from the rain.

Both men were dressed in brocade, the tall one was covering the short one, and they were shivering together.

Duan Lin gave up his seat and sat down next to Fang Zhuo.

The two men smiled gratefully, sat across from the master and apprentice, and hugged each other to keep warm.

The tall one lowered his head and whispered something to the short one from time to time, with a gentle and comfortable expression, which was easy to imagine.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the little apprentice's reaction, Yaoshou, his eyes were straightened.

"Duan Rin." He said, "Sit down a bit more."

Duan Lin is so obedient, he immediately approached shirtless, flipped through some damp clothes, but couldn't help but glance towards the opposite side.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Tsk tsk tsk, how old are you, so stop learning.

He stretched out his hand to cover the boy's eyes, and half embraced him with his arms, "Do not see evil, do not listen to evil."

Duan Rin's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he muttered, "Your apprentice, remember the teaching."

Fang Zhuo looked at the red ear, raised his other hand and squeezed it lightly, it was really hot.

Hey, this kid looks like a child at this moment.

The two people on the opposite side were hugging each other, one of them suddenly sobbed, the other comforted him in a hurry, bowed his head and kissed his forehead.

The world is full of dog food, very good.

Fang Zhuo hugged the boy in his arms tighter, and fell back on the hay, "Sleep."

Like a little daughter-in-law, Duan Lin lay on the man's body, and couldn't help but look towards him again.

There used to be two men together in the village, and the villagers called them brothers Qi.

The two eat and sleep together, and work together, just like husband and wife.

It's a pity that the end of the pair of Qi brothers was not good. Qi brother later became prosperous, built a big house in the village, married wives and took concubines, Qi brother became sick due to grievances, and died of illness not long after.

Duan Lin looked up, only the man's chin and Adam's apple could be seen.

As if looking for a sense of security, he folded his fingers together and pulled out the folds of the clothes under his palms.

Then, from the crevice of the folds, I saw something on the man's chest.

The colorful flowers are hidden in the dim clothes, making it hard to see clearly, and they are faintly visible with the jumping of the fire.

The boy forced himself to close his eyes, and fell asleep listening to the master's heartbeat.

I don't know exactly when, a rooster crowed on the roof of the ruined temple.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

The quality of life of the chicken cub has risen from the chicken pen to the palace, and from the palace to the mount of the Zongmen Peak Master. In the future, he will ascend to heaven with his papa and become a divine bird.

What a noble chicken this is, but now it has fallen to the point where it wants to sleep in a grass nest.

That's all, the spirit insects and spirit fruits were delicious before, but there is no chaff in these two days.

It's uncomfortable, and no one wants to sleep.

Not only Fang Zhuo, but everyone in the temple was woken up.

Everyone opened their eyes and saw that it was not even daylight outside.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his forehead, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to pluck the chicken feathers.

He looked down at the young man who was nestled in his arms, moved away gently, got up and walked out.

On the eaves of the chicken cub's roof, Heidou looked down, turned his chubby body around, and pointed his butt towards his father.

Fang Zhuo, "Come down."

Chicken Cub twisted his body, as if provocative.

Fang Zhuo flew up on his tiptoes, grabbed it and gave him a good reprimand. Not long after, that furry head began to move little by little, almost falling asleep.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

This big and small, none of them agree with each other, and they are really obedient and obedient.

He tucked the baby into his sleeve, and thought about it, "I'll go to the next town and buy you something to eat."

The chicken cub clucked and rolled around in his sleeve excitedly.

Walking into the ruined temple again, the young couple had already woken up, and the taller one was taking out his handkerchief to wipe the face of the shorter one.

And diagonally across from the two, the sober boy was staring at him intently.

Fang Zhuo cleared his throat, and the three of them had seen all of them. The tall man approached and cupped his hands in thanks, "Thank you for taking me in last night, my lord."

"The gate of the temple is open, anyone can come in and stay overnight, that's a serious word." Fang Zhuo also cupped his hands, politely.

After a few more polite greetings, the few people said goodbye.

Duan Rin followed Fang Zhuo's buttocks, couldn't help but looked back, the two men were holding hands, talking and laughing as they walked.

He looked at the cold back in front of him, suddenly a little envious.

"Master." The young man quickened his pace, hesitated, and grabbed Fang Zhuo's sleeve, "Are those two brothers Qi?"

Fang Zhuo was confused and asked the system, "What is Brother Qi?"

The system turned on the light screen, and typed up the explanation found on the Internet verbatim.

Fang Zhuo suddenly realized that it was a relationship between a man and a man, but it was a little different.

"Maybe, maybe not." He explained, "Men who become Qi brothers can marry and have children after reaching the crown. But there is another kind of relationship, just like husband and wife. If you identify one person, you will stay forever."

Fang Zhuo vowed secretly that he must establish a correct marriage relationship for his children and not learn the bad habits of marrying wives and taking concubines in the contemporary era.

Duan Lin seemed to understand, "Is the latter the same as Jie Dao?"

Fang Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he almost tripped over a small stone on the side of the road, "Where did you hear the word Jiedao?"

Duan Lin didn't blush, and his heart didn't beat, "I learned about it from the chatting of my brothers by chance."

Fang Zhuo was relieved, he patted his good apprentice's head and said, "Same."

In the morning after the rain, the air was fresh, the clouds were clear and the sky was high. Instead of taking the main road, he took the boy all the way up the mountain, and finally came to a cave.

The cave is formed naturally, and the passage from the outside is narrow enough for only one person to pass through, but there is a cave inside.

This is the place where the original owner used to retreat when he was young.

200 years later, the inside is still clean and the same as before.

Fang Zhuo dumped all the exercises he had collected on the stone bed, ranging from internal cultivation to body training, but unfortunately they were all beginners, and they could be used until the Yuan Condensation Stage.

It seems that the following skills still rely on robbing.

Fang Zhuo categorized the exercises and told his apprentices which one to practice in which period.

Duan Lin felt something was wrong, and asked in a daze, "Is Master going?"

Fang Zhuo said, "I have something to do as a teacher."

"I'll go with you!" Duan Lin didn't want any exercises anymore, and clutched the man's sleeve tightly, for fear that he would run away.

Stared at by the boy's dark and shiny puppy-like eyes, Fang Zhuo almost softened his heart.

"You stay." He said, "I will set up a gathering array in the cave, you can practice here with peace of mind, and you can use the bronze mirror to call me if you need something."

Duan Lin lowered his head, his eyelids half drooped, covering his emotions, "Master, do you think I'm a burden?"

Your master is a dignified master of Yuan Mingzong, because of you, he will soon squat in the grove and sing a heroic song.

You have the nerve to say that I despise you, doesn't your conscience ache?

Fang Zhuo's face darkened slightly, "Is that how you look at me?"

Duan Rin was shocked, with a stubborn face, "If not, why did Master abandon me?"

Fang Zhuo is a cold person, how can he tolerate a child questioning, "I'm doing things, when is it your turn to speak up?"

Duan Lin clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red.

Hey, it's not life and death that make me want to cry too.

Fang Zhuo turned his back, took a breath, took out the spirit stone and set up a formation. Before he left, he still couldn't hold back, and pulled the boy into his arms and hugged him.

"Master will be back soon."

Duan Lin closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the man's smell, and let out a muffled "hmm".

Opening his eyes again, he was the only one left in the huge cave. Besides the exercises, there was also a small storage bag on the stone bed.

There is enough food and a change of clothes in the storage bag, but none of it is what I want.

The teenager clutched the storage bag tightly, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

He has to become stronger, to the point where Master cannot refuse.

Duan Lin stayed in the cave and practiced hard every day.

It has reached the point of not eating tea and rice.

Fang Zhuo was at the boundary between the demonic cultivator and the human cultivator, and he worried about the child day and night, fearing that he would be malnourished and grow up to be a dwarf in the future.

"Just this momentum, in modern times, is the seedling of Qingbei."

I took a bite of the newly bought fruit, um, it was quite sweet, and immediately stuffed a few into the already packed bag.

He put the burden on the bedside, and said to the system, "When he is admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University, you are still repeating the third year of high school, and you are going around in circles."

"I don't have time to practice."

Fang Zhuo is very busy every day now, and he has become a brick in Jiaojiao Town. Wherever there are crowds gathering to make trouble, and the big bully the small, he will move there.

Everyone in the town knew that even if you provoke Hades, you can't provoke that mysterious man with a mask.

This mysterious man claimed to be a ghost.

The ghosts don't know if they see you, but those villains see them, and they all fuck up.

Fang Zhuo opened the kung fu "borrowed" from a magic cultivator yesterday, and observed it.

In fact, demon cultivators are also human beings. Because of resentment and obsession, they become demons, their cultivation methods are completely different from those of Taoism, and they have a strange temper.

Take the man from yesterday as an example, it was just because the guy at the next table sprayed out a few grains of rice during the meal, which affected his appetite, so he beat him all over the floor to find his teeth.

Fang Zhuo acted righteously and beat the bully Moxiu to the point of crying.

In the end, they searched and took away the exercises and storage bags.

He closed the exercise and threw it on the table, the system wondered, "Why don't you give it to him?"

Fang Zhuo said, "This is the practice of the devil's infant stage, and it will be given after he advances, so as not to make him eager for quick success and quick success, and get impatient."

He paused for a moment, then sighed, "Whether you are cultivating demons or cultivating Taoism, you cannot do without solidity."

233, "Oh."

Pretending to be unpopular, Fang Zhuo sighed in disappointment, "Let's start a live broadcast and see what my apprentice is doing."

The young man inside the light screen is meditating with his eyes closed, his expression is indifferent, and the devilish energy is subdued in his body obediently.

Fang Zhuo calculated with his fingers, it has been almost three months since he left, and this kid has already reached the third level of Qi Refining.

If all goes well, the foundation will be built years ago.

He turned his gaze back, looked intently for a few moments, frowned and said to the system, "Brother Ah San, why do I feel that Duan Rin has grown taller again?"

233 took a look, and it seemed that he had drawn the bar again.

Fang Zhuo couldn't calm down anymore, "This kid is a balloon, so if he says he's going to swell, he'll swell."

He took out the small bronze mirror and called out the boy's name.

The person who was cultivating immediately opened his eyes and took out the small bronze mirror from his chest, "Master."

Fang Zhuo observed his reaction, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Duan Lin shook his head, "No."

There was a softness in his voice that he didn't even notice.

Fang Zhuo shivered, feeling that this kid was acting like a baby, so he quickly changed the subject, "How is your cultivation?"

Duan Lin, "Tonight, we will probably be able to break through the third floor and reach the fourth floor of Qi Refining."

Fang Zhuo was shocked, what kind of devil's speed is this, it's too fast.

You know, it took the original owner half a year to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining, but it took this kid less than three months.

Defying the sky, it's too defiant.

If he ascends in the future, he must not be struck to death by lightning.

Fang Zhuo couldn't help repeating the old saying, and repeated what he had told him before.

The man's voice was as clear as a spring, quietly flowing from his ears into his heart. Duan Lin listened silently, and waited for Master to finish speaking before asking, "When will Master come back?"

Fang Zhuo moved out of the old way, "Hurry up."

Duan Lin pursed her thin lips, and said suddenly, "I miss my master."

My dear disciple, Master also misses you, even if you can see it on the light screen every day, I still miss you.

Fang Zhuo's heart was itchy, he responded lightly, and put away the bronze mirror.

He sat cross-legged in the room, sawing with himself.

If you go back, you won't be able to grab the skills anymore, if you don't go back, you won't worry about your apprentice.

On the other side, Duan Lin was staring at the bronze mirror, with anger and anxiety surging in his dark eyes.

At the beginning it was agreed to come back as soon as possible, but now it is better, and it will be pushed one day at a time.

He touched the mirror where he couldn't see any pictures, and murmured, "Master, doesn't he want me?"