Scientific Immortal Training Course

'Too bad! '

Qian Zizhuang secretly thought something was wrong, turned around and ran away.The yellow-haired man yelled: "Boss! It's that kid Qian Zizhuang!"

Immediately behind him came the sound of footsteps, and the voice of yelling for him not to run.

Qian Zizhuang was so panicked that he almost ran at the fastest speed in his life, but before he could run a few steps, suddenly there was a dull pain from a heavy blow on his back, and he yelled and fell to the ground, panicked. Turning around abruptly, only to find that a bottle of Coke bounced off his back and rolled away a long way.

But it turned out that someone threw a Coke on him.

When Qian Zizhuang fell to the ground, the people behind had already caught up.

The leader of the "boss" showed a sinister smile: "Qian Zizhuang, it can be regarded as falling into our hands? Wasn't he very good at fighting last time? Didn't he have trouble with me?"

"No, no, no, I didn't..." Qian Zizhuang looked at the five people looking down at him in horror, and the maliciousness on their faces made him tremble with fear.

"Fight!" The boss of the other party didn't talk nonsense, and let a few brothers start beating him after a greeting.

Qian Zizhuang was in despair, but at this point, he developed the courage to resist, rolling and kicking the legs of those people, like a live fish caught by a fisherman desperately flicking its tail.

However, two fists were no match for four hands. I don't know how many fists, legs and feet landed on his back and waist, making him grunt.

However, Qian Zizhuang was also used to fighting, and the pain stimulated him to become more sober.

Seeing these people's attacks getting heavier and heavier, he felt ruthless, ignored the fists and feet of others, hugged the "boss"'s legs, dragged him down forcibly, and then turned over , Use the opponent as an armor to block in front of yourself.

"You dare!" the "boss" who was being strangled by him shouted sharply, and instead of being cowardly, he yelled at his little brother, "Go around and beat him up!"

Those four people surrounded Qian Zizhuang, and the person behind him did his best to shoot Qian Zizhuang's back.

Qian Zizhuang was startled, hummed and took a heavy blow, and kicked the "boss" who was being strangled by him without mercy.

In a direction he couldn't see, the eyes of the person being strangled by him showed unspeakable resentment and ferocity, and he winked at one of his younger brothers, Huang Mao.

Unlike Qian Zizhuang, these five people have already dropped out of school and "mixed in society". Qian Zizhuang is still a student after all, and even if he is mixed, it is at most the level of a school record.The last time he had a fight, he was a buddy helping a "brother" out of loyalty. In fact, he didn't even know the identity and origin of his opponent.

Of course, he didn't know that two of these people had been in the detention center.

Fighting is almost like desperately trying to be fierce and funny.

The yellow-haired man received hints from his boss's eyes, sneered and walked towards Qian Zizhuang. The latter took a closer look and found that the other party was holding a wine bottle in his hand!

He really panicked now: Unlike fists and kicks, this kind of glass is too easy to make people see blood, and a bad fight can kill people.

Qian Zizhuang held the "boss" hostage, but he stammered: "You, what are you doing?...Don't mess around!"

The yellow hair on the opposite side grinned, showing uneven yellow teeth, and smiled fiercely: "Fight with us? You are still young."

The next moment, he swung the beer bottle at Qian Zizhuang.

Because of the extreme panic, Qian Zizhuang froze at this moment, and he didn't even know to close his eyes, just watching the wine bottle smashed down on his head so stupidly!

"Bang" sound.

The glass shattered, and glass shards scattered in all directions.

Qian Zizhuang's head hurt, and he fell to the ground violently, his mind went blank, and he lost all strength in his hands and feet.

The "boss" who was originally controlled by him easily broke free from his grip, and smiled sarcastically and cruelly: "Oh, it doesn't look so good—don't beat him to death."

"Boss, I have a sense of proportion, that is, seeing some blood and concussion, it's not a big problem." Huang Mao, who did it, laughed.

And I don't know who said harsh words: "Take a bright spot. When you meet us in the future, obediently call you grandpa!"

"Okay. People have also been beaten. Let's leave quickly. It seems that he is seriously injured. If someone sees us later, we will have to sit for a few more days."

"..."

The footsteps of those people gradually went away.

Only then did Qian Zizhuang gradually dissipate the fear of his life being threatened.

With lingering fear, he looked around to confirm that those people were no longer here, then he got up suddenly, subconsciously touched his head with his backhand, and was suddenly taken aback:

Just now he was too scared. After all, although there were many fights, they were just fists and kicks. He had never used such a weapon that could be called a murder weapon.And when the bottle was smashed, the pain really stunned him. Common sense told him that if the bottle was smashed, those fragments would definitely scratch his scalp and even his face and neck.

He felt like he was ready to touch a hand with sticky blood.

Yet - very refreshing.

Qian Zizhuang felt his head, neck and face in a daze, and found that they were intact, and the pain from being hit just now has slowly dissipated.He felt his whole body, but there was nothing unusual.There was no concussion reaction such as dizziness and nausea.

'Strange...'

Qian Zizhuang murmured in astonishment.

He felt inconceivably that he was in a healthy state with almost no pain. He touched himself almost from head to toe, but when he touched it in his pocket, he suddenly paused——

His right pocket was originally empty, except for a yellow talisman that his mother forcibly stuffed when he went out.

But at this moment, he didn't touch any talisman, only felt the warm embers in his hand...

At this moment, even Qian Zizhuang, who never believed in those gods and ghosts, suddenly felt a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart.

Not to mention how shocked Qian Zizhuang was and how he secretly made up his mind not to be on the verge of danger because of this encounter. On the other hand, Xu Yunji meditated in a youth hostel for one night.

I felt it the next morning, and the injury in my internal organs was also much better.It's just that if you use more spiritual power, there will still be a kind of dragging pain.

If you want to be completely cured, you still need to refine some elixir.

The medicinal materials are all in his mustard space, but the alchemy furnace has to make money to customize it.The material is also preferably the unique material of Taoism.

He counted with his fingers, and sure enough, he still had a premonition that today's fortune would be in the old street.And he could also feel a vague premonition that what happened today might give him some clues to the Taoism.

So Xu Yunji went to the old street, to the place where he stayed yesterday.

The fortune-teller liar Zhao Gen has arrived, and he is bragging to the guy who sells mobile phone cases: "...you don't know, the boss Qiu Qiangqiu yesterday is a contractor, his family is rich, and he is in Dongtou. This village is very famous, and almost all the houses were built by his construction team! Such a person, when he saw me doing deeds, he worshiped me more at that time... It took me just over three hours to go there, Do you know how much you earned?"

He stretched out a slap, triumphantly: "Fifty thousand!"

At this moment, Xu Yunji spread out the paper of "breaking evil and dispelling doubts" on the stone pier on one side as usual, and Zhao Gen saw the movement.

Seeing that Xu Yunji was still here today, Zhao Gen curled his lips, and with a complacent look on his face, he commented condescendingly: "You dare to come here, kid? Don't say that you are not a reliable person. Say you're by my side, I'm sure no one is willing to look for you!"

Hearing the sound, Xu Yunji raised his eyes, his eyes flicked across his face, and he said calmly: "I suggest you clean up the stall and leave early today. Your blessing hall is dark, and I'm afraid there will be bloodshed today."

"!"

Zhao Gen didn't expect this kid to be so hurtful, he didn't seem to talk much yesterday, and he didn't respond to his taunts, why did he suddenly get up today, and when he came up, he was cursing.

He froze for a moment, and immediately became angry: "What do you mean, you bastard? Ah? Is it sensible for a kid to curse people when he speaks to his elders? Why is your heart so poisonous? What the hell!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves as if he was about to do something.

The seller of mobile phone cases was also shocked.

Unexpectedly, the young man who seemed to have a good temper yesterday came up today and made a big move. He was dissatisfied with Zhao Gen, and he felt a little sympathetic when he saw the situation of the young man who was ignored for a long time yesterday. Now he also stood up to help Xu Yunji Stopping Zhao Gen: "Hey, you don't have to do it, right? You are the one who flirts first, and you have the nerve to make fun of others by showing off your deceit. You should be the one who hates you!"

"Get out of here, what are you trying to do? You don't like me a long time ago..."

The two men crossed their arms and quarreled.

Xu Yunji was left aside.

He was speechless for a while, and was about to say something, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few people coming towards this side, frowned and interrupted their quarrel: "Stop arguing, someone is coming. Zhao Gen, it looks like It's that Boss Qiu who was looking for you yesterday."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gen stretched out his hand to push the mobile phone case seller, tidied up his clothes, and gave him a bitter look: "If it wasn't for my client coming, I'll tell you that this matter will never end."

"...return the customer." The phone case seller wanted to start a fight at the beginning, and the quarrel became real, and now he was also angrily patting his clothes and muttering angrily, "That's called being harassed." Lie to the victim!"

Zhao Gen heard it, but he didn't have time to talk to him right now.As soon as I turned around, I saw Boss Qiu who was looking for me yesterday and a few other strangers approaching. In an instant, my face was full of smiles, as if welcoming a big customer:

"Boss Qiu, are you here again today?"

He didn't see anything wrong, but Xu Yunji's eyebrows twitched:

Boss Qiu was followed by a few middle-aged men with big arms and round waists, and they came all the way in a hurry. It didn't look like he was inviting a master, but rather...

Before he finished his thoughts, the boss Qiu Qiang had already come to him, and he didn't respond to Zhao Gen's words at all, but simply turned his head and said to the men following him, "Smash."

The few behind him, apart from anything else, pulled the flags, lifted the stalls, some compass copper coins on Zhao Gen's stall smashed to the ground, and half the street looked over because of this movement. .

Zhao Gen panicked all of a sudden: "Boss Qiu? Boss Qiu! No, what are you talking about? Why are you..."

Qiu Qiang sneered, and didn't call anyone, but stepped forward in person, holding Zhao Gen's collar with one hand, almost lifting him off the ground.Big spots of sweat began to drip down Zhao Gen's forehead.

"What did you say to me yesterday, huh?"

Qiu Qiang gritted his teeth and approached Zhao Gen's panicked face.

"Say, what are you talking about..." Zhao Gen, who was bragging to the phone case seller just now, trembled badly.

"Tell me after you've done that shit, the problem is solved, isn't it?"

Zhao Gen was carried by him, and he was a little out of breath. A fierce face stared at him fiercely. His legs were weak, and he couldn't answer with trembling lips.

But Qiu Qiang didn't want him to answer either.

He let go of his hand, and Zhao Gen, whose legs were weak, immediately collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.When he fell, his arm was scratched by an iron nail on the overturned stall, and he bled immediately.It corresponds to the "bloody disaster" that Xu Yunji said before.