My golden finger is delicious

8

Wu Ding walked out of the peach forest in a daze.

He was greeted by pairs of fanatical eyes.

He was puzzled at first, but when he heard what had happened in the past few days.

Especially after the signs of "coercion" and "colorful clouds".

You can tell what they are expecting with your toes.

It's a pity that their master doesn't give them a handful of elixirs now.

BUT, there are gold, silver and jewelry instead of elixirs.

Wu Ding first stabilized people's hearts.

The general idea is that his practice is going smoothly, but he has just started, and there is still a long way to go in the future.

You should shut up if you should shut up, and keep a low profile if you should keep a low profile.

All the servants bowed respectfully under the leadership of Old Song and followed his instructions.

"Old Song, go ask the people in the pawnbroker what's going on with this identity? Why are there enemies chasing after him?"

There is no need to worry about Ximen Chuxue's pursuit for the time being.

After all, his fake identity was bought openly and was extremely ostentatious, and a little investigation would reveal it.

But he must ask the seller about this identity that carries hatred.

"Yes." Song Lao immediately became serious.

First, it's an identity issue. Second, there is already an enemy at the door, and you guards don't know about it!

As soon as the servants left, Wu Ding immediately began to ask about Ximen Chuxue.

Don't tell me it's just a coincidence that they have the same name and surname.

Before the two martial arts novel masters started writing, double surnames were neither special nor noble in history, and the number was even rarer.

Nicknames don't even use double surnames.

In addition to the name, the light skill that completely violated Newton's law when the guy just left in a chic way is also ironclad evidence.

White clothes, swordsman, unscientific light skill, calling himself Ximen Chuxue, looking for an unknown person and wanting to kill him.

Who else could this be but Ximen Chuxue in "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng"!

Don't tell me that this is Ye Gucheng or Ye Guhong playing COS.

Even if they are COS, this is the real world of Lu Xiaofeng.

"Where is the small world we promised you? Why is it the two-dimensional world?!"

Wu Ding looked over righteously.

What he got was a nod from the big guys as a matter of course.

Isn't this what he meant?

All the beasts looked at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze looked at Lu Duan.

Everyone's heads turned to Lu Duan again.

If Bai Ze is famous for knowing everything, Lu Duan is famous for knowing all languages.

All kinds of knowledge in modern society, Internet terms, common words, etc., are organized and summarized by the two beasts and then handed over to other beasts.

As for why Bai Ze usually speaks.

You can understand it by looking at the way Lu Duan looks.

A chubby squirrel face that seems to hide many melon seeds, fleshy paws, a furry tail, a small and cute horn, small and bright squinting eyes, and light-colored hair on the back forming a heart.

It's so cute. In the ancient aesthetics, such an image is hard to have a say.

Plus, its personality is completely consistent with its appearance.

"Huh?!" Stared at by his tall and mighty companions, Lu Duan stomped his feet a little uncomfortably.

Then he explained obediently.

His voice was so cute that Wu Ding, a straight man, almost forgot about the business.

"There is still a little difference. To us, they are all shadows of the main world. To them, stories recorded on paper have special meanings." Lu Duan tilted his head. "It's called sentiment. Just like he particularly likes some famous mythical beasts in human mythology."

Jiuwei lazily shook his tail, and his voice was completely different from his usual voice, becoming extremely charming: "For example, this concubine."

Taotie: "Aren't you a male?"

Jiuwei: "I told you not to listen carefully. Lu Duan said that this is called androgynous, and this is popular among humans now."

Taotie: What? ?

Xiezhi still spoke fairly: "It's useless for you to change. The famous nine-tailed beast among humans is Daji, not you."

It's easy to go off topic when there are too many beasts, but fortunately, the configuration of the mythical beasts of Wu Ding is already very comprehensive. If there are any deviations, there is Dinghaishenzhen to bring the topic back.

A turtle head emerged from a swimming pool made of green jade next to it, and then the black green turtle shell floated out.

The steady and old voice made the final decision.

"Wu Ding, you don't need to care about what this small world is about or how it came from. They operate according to different laws from the main world, but they are all living humans. The difference between the small world in your concept and the current two-dimensional world... is that you may be able to catch up and ask for an autograph now."

The old turtle is old, and his words are occasionally playful.

This turtle is not the one that Nuwa repaired the sky.

In the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it is called the rotating tortoise. Wearing it can prevent deafness and treat calluses on the feet (exfoliation and skin rejuvenation?). In the Records of Dongming, it is called the talking tortoise.

When it is a thousand years old, it can speak like a human. Put it in a ventilated place and feed it with autumn dew. Ask it and it will be accurate.

The two descriptions are actually the same species, but in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the turtles caught by humans are ordinary little turtles that have not cultivated successfully. The tortoise shells are put on the ears as hearing aids and rubbed on the soles of the feet to exfoliate.

The record in the Records of Dongming is the one that has cultivated successfully.

The innate skills of this tribe are not to predict the future or tortoise shell divination is particularly effective.

They are just good at looking at the air.

The ancients asked over and over again, "Is this matter good or bad?" It is too easy to answer. That's why they are known as "the one who can ask the hexagram accurately".

They are not like modern people at all.

When Wu Ding knew that his name was the Talking Turtle, his first words were: "What's the lottery number?"

The second was: "Sorry, I'm not used to the fact that I'm rich after suddenly becoming rich. But I don't mind winning the lottery again."

The old turtle's statement of "I want an autograph" freed Wu Ding from his confused state.

He immediately became alert.

He took out a pen and paper from his backpack, and the first page was the current plan.

The first line of the entry column can be ticked.

Then the practice column is highlighted with a five-pointed star.

With the help of the Mandu Fruit and the corpse of the ugly woman, he obtained a cultivation method that absolutely fits him, as well as skills that are easier to perform from a modern perspective.

However, even if you have the cultivation method, you still have to practice it slowly by yourself.

Even if you have the skill book, you still have to gain proficiency by yourself.

At present, he has temporarily lit up the basic skills in the four major categories of witchcraft, drawing talismans, laying out formations, and praying to the gods.

The long skill tree is still waiting for him to light up.

He never leaves his fists and his songs.

Staring at books without doing any exercises will never make you a top student.

You will not get experience and skill points to level up if you just hang up without killing monsters.

Even if you take out the novel, no matter what kind of cultivation system, you have never heard of sitting and meditating to be invincible.

The spiritual power in the body must be improved, and the proficiency of skills must also be increased.

He must grow up as soon as possible.

The time of the end of the world does not wait for anyone.

Although the situation of the ugly female corpse cannot be accurately predicted, ten years of peace can be guaranteed.

He must prepare for the worst.

As fast as possible.

Wu Ding wrote down the next plan point with a little hesitation and excitement - practice martial arts.

One of the four famous sayings in traditional Chinese culture - I'm here.

It's the most appropriate explanation.

I'm here, so I want an autograph.

I'm here, so I'll watch the plot.

I'm here, so I'll learn to fly over the eaves and walk on the walls.

Even if Wu Ding really flies in the future, he can do it.

But the kind of flying to the rooftop with a light tap of the toes.

The danger and elegance of passing by and winning or losing.

The will of swords intersecting and eyes meeting.

The power of picking flowers and flying leaves to hurt people.

This is the romance of Chinese civilization, I want to learn.

Well, I'm here.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

Follow the sword god for a walk.

It doesn't matter if there is no plot in this two-dimensional world.

It's enough to be there.

Wu Ding couldn't help but hold out his mobile phone and kiss him.

Thank God, thank the earth.

Thank him for turning off his mobile phone as soon as he crossed over and resisted playing games.

A full mobile phone plus two chargers are enough for him to take pictures and record videos!

If he can record the top of the Forbidden City - no regrets in this life.

Speaking of the Forbidden City, if there is still one, it is very important to save Ye Da's life.

Look at the loneliness of Ximen Chuxue after his death.

When thinking of saving life, I think of all kinds of spiritual stones and immortal herbs.

Wu Ding's eyes are on the mountain and sea world.

Now that he has spiritual power, he can test the long-awaited first golden finger.

It's not easy, it's been more than ten years.

Finally, he can take something from the "portable space".

The spiritual power in his body began to circulate freely, and he made a gesture of taking at the mountain and sea world.

The muscles of the Shanhaijing collectively tensed.

Then a piece of grass appeared in his hand.

"Huh..." The sound of collective relief.

Because of the powerful body strength of the big guys, the mountain and sea world suddenly had a strong wind. A small hill was blown away.

"You are exaggerating. And didn't we agree before?"

One of the strategic cooperation treaties: Wu Ding is not allowed to eat monsters with spiritual intelligence after he has the strength to take things from the gap.

"And what can I do to you?" Can the spirit beast be caught just by saying it?

"We are not nervous about you, but the human group." The old turtle gave a very pertinent answer. "The natural beasts also fought with witches and gods. For someone like me who has achieved success in cultivation, the biggest natural enemy I have faced since childhood is... humans."

From ordinary humans, to witches, to gods.

Lu Duan also nodded beside him: "In modern terms, it is called conditioned reflex and childhood shadow."

Seeing that Wu Ding still wanted to defend and refute, Taotie rolled his eyes and pointed at the soft and cute Lu Duan next to him with his claws. "Juicy and tender, sweet in freshness, soft and tough, plump but not greasy, and with a fresh fragrance."

Lu Duan: ! ! ! ! (｀Д)!!

Wu Ding: emmmm

"You fantasized about it, your heart was moved, hum, human." The tone of condemning the scumbag.

What's the absolute strength, you humans are so daring to think and do.

Ordinary people, witches, and gods are all the same.

Wu Ding: …………

"What did I catch?" Change the subject.

"Weeds."

"You still have weeds here?!" Shouldn't any grass you pick be Lingzhi immortal grass?

"We still have fresh feces here, do you want some?"

"What did you want to grab just now?"

"Deer grass." Also called Tianmingjing, don't be fooled by the name, it is a real life-saving medicine that can bring the dead back to life and treat external injuries.

When you are in the world, you will get hurt everywhere.

Get all the deer grass and you can go anywhere.

"I also want dragon grass."

After eating it, ordinary horses can turn into dragon foals and travel thousands of miles a day.

How can you travel the world without a good horse?

It can be said that Wu Ding's heart has completely flown away now.

"Make a list of what else you need." They helped to find it and put it next to the crack, and Wu Ding "took" it himself.

He took as much as he could.

With Wu Ding's current strength, this is all he can do.

Wu Ding clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

"When we get to the modern era, I will send you good things."

"You want potato chips!" Taotie was the first to get excited.

Then he was beaten by the beasts next to him.

It was too embarrassing.

"Potato chips, cola, shaqi ma, fried dough twist, sponge cake, ice cream, beef jerky, snowflake crisps, chocolate, mousse, Q/Q candy. Biscuits, beer, instant noodles, ham, pistachios, pine nuts, melon seeds, walnut kernels. Jelly, milk tea, pork shop, dried tofu, seaweed, egg yolk pie, tangerine peel, hawthorn, plum slices, coffee, tea, sesame paste."

Wu Ding felt that he could repay so smoothly, and he must have learned to cherish after losing it.

It's only been a few days since we left the modern world.

Then I looked at the mountain and sea world that had all quieted down.

I looked at the drooling, swallowing, daydreaming, and smacking lips.

It seems that there is no essential difference between humans and animals raised in the same land and water.

You still have the nerve to complain about humans being edible.

We have the same roots and origins. In this "toxic" land, no one should say anything about anyone else.

"When we get back, we'll eat together in turn. In addition to the two grasses, I also need some equipment. A hundred-year-old peach wood sword, preferably lightning-struck wood, yellow paper, cinnabar, and a pen."

That's right, peach wood sword + yellow talisman.

If you add a compass and floating dust.

Then it's a traditional ghost-catching four-piece set.

But these two things are the basic equipment of witchcraft passed down from ancient times. The witchcraft was cut off, but the techniques used by the witches in the past have been passed down.

After the witch tripod is upgraded, there will naturally be very suitable weapons waiting.

But now, it's better to use basic equipment.

However, with a backer, the basic equipment is also extraordinary.

"Peach wood? It's hard to find a hundred-year-old one, but can a thousand-year-old one do?"

"Need lightning? That's easy, I'll go and chop one now."

"I remember that after Kuafu died, he turned into a peach forest? When the mountain and sea boundary was formed, did you bring it in?"

"Yes, it's on the left side of Gaotu Mountain now. It just so happens that the cinnabar in Gaotu Mountain is very good. In the past, many witches liked to collect cinnabar here, so I took it together."

There are some small problems, such as...

For these things, they can only provide raw materials. At most, they can provide cinnabar crushing services.

Papermaking and pen making... The beasts can't do it.

Wu Ding, who is in the evil old society, doesn't need the big guys to worry about this.

Wu Ding was worried that there would be a lot of things at home, which would be very troublesome.

But when he tentatively took housekeeper Song to the warehouse.

What he got was the calmness of Old Song who didn't even raise his eyebrows.

As if this warehouse was originally filled with things, not empty.

Wu Ding waved his hand, and housekeeper Song led people to the town with materials.

Guaranteed to hire the best craftsmen to make equipment for Wu Ding.

During the arrival of the equipment. Wu Ding forced himself to suppress his eagerness to venture into the world.

He only asked people to buy two more good horses and feed them with dragon grass, lucky grass, and sorghum grass.

He stayed quietly in the villa.

He meditated quietly all day, practiced, led the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and tempered the meridians and dantian of the flesh.

Martial arts are very tempting, but they have to be ranked behind the way of witchcraft.

Once you practice, you will sigh. No wonder it is said that there is no sun and moon in practice.

The feeling of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth washing your body is as comfortable as an addiction, which makes people unable to stop.

Every time you finish practicing, you will be extremely tired but refreshed.

In the blink of an eye, a whole day has passed.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

In half a month, Wu Ding successfully got used to the feeling of spiritual energy flowing in his body.

I have reached the point where I can circulate my spiritual energy and practice independently when I am relatively quiet.

In the past half month, Wu Ding has hardly stepped out of the room.

He is either practicing or sorting out the knowledge of witchcraft.

He now seriously doubts whether the Mandu he ate has expired.

Why can't I understand part of it?

For example, witchcraft skills.

In ancient times, curing diseases and saving lives was the primary responsibility of witches.

Wu Ding also wanted to learn a few tricks. Even if it is not for saving the world, who doesn't have family and friends?

But what made Wu Ding vomit blood was that the knowledge involved in the way of witchcraft was completely different from modern medicine, and even traditional medicine was completely contrary to it.

"Use the light of the sun to draw the turbid air and pass the filthy bag..." Wu Ding looked at the general outline of witchcraft that he had written down.

Raising his hand, a warm but not dazzling light condensed on Wu Ding's hand.

"The light of the sun has been condensed, what is the turbid air?"

The knowledge in his mind told him that this turbid air was not the "dampness" or "coldness" commonly seen in traditional medicine. People just called it turbid air.

But what is turbid air? There was no additional explanation at all.

It seemed that this was a term like the sun, moon and stars, and no further explanation was needed.

The big guys seemed to understand Wu Ding's doubts even less.

"Aren't you already a beginner? Can't you see it? It's just those common black things."

Just when both sides were asking questions.

A happy reply came from the door.

His novice suit was ready.

Wu Ding immediately put the turbid air aside.

I'm so excited! ! !

His pot of daisies can turn into fairy grass.

Things that have been in the Shanhai Realm for so long, even yellow paper made of weeds, should be high-end goods with full of spiritual energy.

However, as soon as Wu Ding opened the door.

He saw an old man holding a pencil case with a smile on his face following behind Old Song.

There were many people behind Old Song, but Wu Ding only saw this old man.

He was surrounded by shadowy black air, which sometimes turned into claws and sometimes into a human head.

Each wisp of black air strongly exuded the aura of a villain who wanted to kill.

The target of its murder was the old carpenter in front of him.

Wu Ding: ………… Author, you did it on purpose, didn't you! What about "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng"? This chapter will be added to Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio!

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