Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

"hiss.."

In front of his son, Xu Dahe made no sound even though he was sweating from the pain.

He just kept breathing in to relieve the pain of the bone.

"Don't go out next time."

After the bones were received, Lin Jingzhe began to make a fixed bracket for Xu Dahe with branches. He was proficient in his technique and it didn't take long to completely deal with it.

Seeing Xu Dahe grinning, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but exhorted a few words: "It's not safe outside."

"Save it, save it."

"I was injured only by an accident."

Xu Dahe sat on the rock, enjoying Lin Jingzhe bandaging him with peace of mind. He squeezed out some smiles and boasted: "When I was young, hunting was a good hand."

"At that time, I was in Wuhua City, so I could be ranked."

"in those days.."

Three one seven 　 　...

Seeing the trappers who were rescued by Lin Jingzhe gathered around him, Xu Dahe began to talk endlessly.

The sky slowly darkened.

Under Lin Jingzhe's organization, some people with minor injuries gathered all the food they found.

A big iron pot was set up on a clearing, and Lin Jingzhe kept adding ingredients and medicinal materials into it.

The scent of the food slowly emanated, and although the hungry eyes around had begun to glow green, no one dared to take a step forward before Lin Jingzhe spoke.

"Line up, one by one."

Seeing everyone waiting honestly, Lin Jingzhe nodded in satisfaction.

He first took care of own and his father Xu Dahe's Sheng, but left the remaining work to Wang Guisheng.

"The ears are really black."

With a smile, he took a big bowl of porridge that Lin Jingzhe had made for himself. Xu Dahe squatted beside Lin Jingzhe, watching the direction of the inner city flashed with resentment in his eyes: "So many of us are fighting for him. But in the end he sent us to feed the weird monster."

"However, it's okay, it's better than being cremated directly."

While drinking the porridge, Xu Dahe’s sound of eating was particularly loud, as if he was like people around him announcing that he had a good son.

"There is... a fire?"

After drinking the porridge, Xu Dahe hiccuped in satisfaction, and he couldn't help but be puzzled as he watched the sudden flames in the distance.

But soon he noticed something was wrong: "No, it burns in all four directions."

"Someone is setting fire!"

Because of the wind, the fire is very strong, and everything is connected from the discovery of the fire to the surrounding fire, but it is only a few breaths of time.

Lin Jingzhe naturally saw the rapid fire.

When everyone was panicking, he was thinking about countermeasures.

He began to think back in his mind whether there was anything that could be avoided around him.

The outer city is a big slum, so the buildings here are basically a group of grass sheds, without a plan to speak of.

When it catches fire, there is simply no way to escape.

"Give all the rooms over there."

"Others quickly wet their clothes."

Lin Jingzhe found a solution after a little thought. He started to command the crowd and make a fire isolation belt.

The fire in the distance was getting bigger and bigger. Seeing everyone panicked, Lin Jingzhe went on the court in person and created a fire barrier.

. . . . .

The inner city of Wuhua City.

Brightly lit, Mingyue Tower is full of people, singers, dancers, scholars, dignitaries, gentry and local tyrants.

The sound of silk and bamboo wind music is endless

On the highest floor, the attic.

There is a huge stove in the middle of the pavilion. Even if the wind is roaring all around, the people sitting in the pavilion will not feel cold.

"The efficiency of the people under Lieutenant Niu's work is impressive."

He Song was holding a white jade cup in his hand and a singer in his arms. Looking at the outer city completely covered by the fire, he nodded repeatedly: "In less than a quarter of an hour, let the evil spirits have no place to hide from now on."

"Is everything I want delivered?"

Niu Er is holding a roasted golden leg of lamb in his hand. He is eating meat and drinking wine. He has no intention of being courteous with He Song: "I am the most real person. I hope Brother He will not let me down. ."

Bang bang bang...

He Song smiled slightly when he heard Niu Er's words, and raised his hands to high-five.

I saw that immediately after he had high-five, someone came up the stairs with a few large boxes.

"Gold five hundred taels."

"Plus a little demon."

He Song waved his hand slightly, and Xiaosheng quickly retreated from the many singers who had been waiting in the attic...

After a while, only He Song, Niu Er, and Wu Xu were left in the entire attic.

Pointing to a few boxes in the attic, He Song slowly opened it mouth by mouth, opening it and introducing it: "There are some rare calligraphy and paintings."

"I don't know if these gifts, Brother Niu is still satisfied?"

"It's a sincere gift."

Niu'er looked at the box opening mouthful, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's not in vain that I clean up so much trouble for you."

"Outside the city, so many people were burned to death this time."

"Master Niu, don't leave any trouble."

Holding a folding fan, Wu Xu, the main editor, looked at a middle area that suddenly caught fire, and couldn't help but frown, "It seems that someone has survived this fire."

"Isn't the one who survived the arson and the murderer?"

Hearing Wu Xu's reminder, Niu Er smiled slightly, and looked at that special place. He thought about it, and then he came up with a countermeasure.

Compared to Heavenly Stems's ridiculous rhetoric, some people want to set fire, it sounds undoubtedly more reasonable.

"Wonderful, very wonderful."

He Song also stood beside the two, looking at a place full of fire in the outer city.

Even though he had always thought that Niu Er was a martial artist, He Song had to admire Niu Er, a man with brilliant methods.

"you flatter me."

Withdrawing his gaze, Niu Er picked up a piece of gold from the box sent by He Song, and took a deep breath: "It's just a bunch of mud legs. It is their honor to let them carry the bag."

"In this disaster outside the city, I think the businessmen in the city should be asked to contribute some money, what do you think?"

"Hahaha, very good, very good."

...

In the attic, the laughter of the three people was exceptionally loud.

. . . . . .

"Cover your mouth and nose."

"Don't run around."

Although the isolation zone was made in advance, the fire was too big. Although everyone was not caught by the fire, they were completely enveloped in dense smoke.

Lin Jingzhe covered his mouth and nose with a damp cloth, exhorting everyone from time to time.

Looking at the half of Xu Dahe's hair scorched by the fire, Lin Jingzhe's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

He couldn't help but look at the inner city. .

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