Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

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The sky slowly lit up.

In the dim night, the followers of the Changshengjiao walked away close to the people, whispering.

They are like ghosts in the dark night, wandering in the world.

. . . . . .

"All give me a starting point."

Wang Hu carried a mountain knife on his shoulder and gnawed on an oil cake in his hand, licking the oil cake in a few clicks.

His eyes were severely swollen, and his face turned pale.

As a Practitioner of Qi and Blood First Stage, he hasn't felt such a weak feeling for a long time.

Seeing some lazy subordinates at the entrance of Liushufang, he kicked them out with dissatisfaction one after another. Suddenly, the bodies of those subordinates were stained with mud marks.

"Huhuhu..."

After kicking a few men, Wang Hu couldn't help feeling a little dry and gasping.

‘It seems to be looking for a doctor to see. ’

Feeling the weakness of his body, Wang Hu suddenly felt a little hairy in his heart. He shuddered when he thought of the plague that had been circulating in Liushufang recently.

Even if he is a Practitioner of Qi and Blood First Stage, if he is infected with the plague, it is rare to survive.

Creak...

Thinking about finding a doctor, Wang Hu saw a woman pushing a wheelbarrow out of the Willow Square.

Lin Jingzhe walked out with a strange cover behind the woman's mouth and nose.

"stop!"

Wang Hu snorted, looked at the woman coming out of the cart, winking at the two younger brothers.

The two younger brothers understood, and immediately stepped forward, and opened the linen cloth on the wheelbarrow that the woman was pushing.

"what!"

The two little brothers had just picked up the linen cloth and revealed a corpse inside.

The corpse had turned blue, and the belly was bulging high, and it looked like it was about to explode. The stench almost made several people vomit out overnight.

"Hurry up!"

Looking at the tragic condition of the corpse, Wang Hu couldn't help but feel cold behind his back. He immediately remembered the corpses of those who had died because of the plague that had been transported out in the past few days.

At first, he was frightened about this matter, and in addition, he was not vigorous in the past few days, and his heart became even more suspicious.

Looking at the woman, he looked like a plague god, berating the woman to leave quickly.

"You kid stop!"

Calling the woman away, Wang Hu stopped Lin Jingzhe. After the younger brother searched the body, he looked at Lin Jingzhe with some doubts and asked, "What are you wearing?"

"For the prevention of plague."

Lin Jingzhe gave the mask he was wearing and rubbed it a few times in his hand.

When he retracted his body, he showed a trace of ‘fear’.

"Bring me you."

Without thinking about it, Wang Hu grabbed the mask Lin Jingzhe was holding in his palm. He knew about Lin Jingzhe's apprenticeship in a drugstore, so Lin Jingzhe would have some measures to prevent plague. He was not surprised.

"Hahaha... what to see, get out of here."

After snatching Lin Jingzhe's mask, Wang Hu showed a trace of complacency on his face, and immediately put it on his own nose and mouth. He kicked Lin Jingzhe aggressively and watched Lin Jingzhe hide in embarrassment. He couldn't help laughing.

‘It should be soon. ’

Looking at the woman pushing the wheelbarrow in the distance, Lin Jingzhe quickly followed.

After turning around the alley, he washed his hands several times in a puddle with water.

When Lin Jingzhe came out, he applied poison to his hand again. Just now when Wang Hu asked for a mask, Lin Jingzhe wiped it several times.

"Thank you."

Seeing that there was no one everywhere, Lin Jingzhe took out a package from under the wheelbarrow being pushed by the woman and nodded to the woman.

The woman didn't say anything, pushing the wheelbarrow to move on. She received Lin Jingzhe's gift of medicine, so she naturally wanted to repay one or two.

Throwing away the layer of cloth on the cloth bag, Lin Jingzhe took out a vial, poured out some liquid, and wiped his hands carefully before he ran towards the inner city.

The clouds in the sky have dispersed at this moment.

The golden sunlight shone from the sky, and the heavy rain that lasted all night in Sifang City finally came to an end.

. . . . . .

The inner city of Sifang City.

There are many pavilions and pavilions, and there are hawkers everywhere.

Pedestrians in luxurious clothes on the street are bustling with hustle and bustle, and colorful Sheng flags flutter in the wind in front of the faces of shops on both sides of the street.

"Raise it a little higher and lift it up a bit more."

In a wide yard, dozens of teenagers were bare-backed and struggling to hold Stone-lock.

On the edge of the yard, a lean old man with a goatee, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, was full of breath: "If you continue to practice like this, I'm afraid you will have to get out at the end of the year."

"Master Luo, this is a disciple who has just arrived."

"Has all the money been paid?"

"Enough for half a year."

After Lin Jingzhe paid the money, he followed the gatekeeper Practitioner of Martial Dao Hall to an old man.

After some conversation, the old man who is respected as Master Luo looked at Lin Jingzhe: "Come here."

"Do not move."

Lin Jingzhe walked and stood in front of Master Luo. Master Luo, who was half lying down, sat up.

A pair of eagle claw-like hands fumbled along Lin Zhe's bones. Lin Jingzhe only felt a sharp pain walking around his body, as if something was walking around in his body.

"Not bad, the bone age is only four years old."

After touching the roots, Master Luo stroked his gray beard, nodded, and said, "You know the rules, right?".

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