Imperial.

Dizi No. 1 Prison Camp.

Inside the A-shaped room.

Zheng Xiu touched his neck blankly.

After a brief pause, a real pain came from his neck, causing Zheng Xiu to grit his teeth, sweating in pain, and falling on the haystack, curled up in a ball.

The incarnation named "Zheng Shan" was chopped off by a bandit in the ghost, which was a trivial matter.

But that knife directly made Zheng Xiu's head soar into the sky and cut back to reality.

Zheng Xiu was holding his neck tightly, obviously his head and neck were connected together, but the knife quickly cut through the flesh, cut into the side and paused on the neck bone for half a brake, which was extremely clear, making Zheng Xiu feel like he was really beheaded with a knife.

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and endured, trying to keep himself from crying out because of the pain, thus alarming the jailers who were on duty at night.

After a few minutes, Zheng Xiu gradually calmed down, and only then did he squeeze out an angry sentence from between his teeth.

"The knife is not fast enough to be a bandit!"

Zheng Xiu was furious.

If the bandit leader Li Dazhu's knife had been faster, he wouldn't have been in such pain.

In addition to the physical pain, the mental pressure that the feeling of dying brought to Zheng Xiu was also extraordinary.

At this moment, in the dead of night, Zheng Xiu struggled in the prison for a while, drenched in sweat, and did not alarm others.

After relieving his breath, Zheng Xiu made persistent efforts, manipulated the incarnation again, and stepped into the ghost.

This time he still planned to move forward, ignoring the White Carp Village.

The thick fog was lifted, the official road was ahead, the rain came as promised in the dark night, Zheng Xiu was drenched in the rain, and encountered the bandits again.

[Your tenacity has made your will get a meager experience. 】

It rained all the time.

[Your tenacity has made your will get a meager experience. 】

[You struggle to resist natural disasters and compete with the sky, and if you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing, and your physique will be trained. 】

[You quickly catch the cold.] 】

[You are tenacious, desperately resisting the wind evil, and your physique has been meager experience. 】

The handwriting brushed out from time to time made Zheng Xiu dizzy when he was smashed by the raindrops of beans, giving birth to the illusion that he was playing games and constantly gaining experience points.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of horses' hooves to.

As a thief, Li Dazhui is not fast in knife skills, but he is extremely dedicated, and he took his younger brother to grab the road in the pouring rain, and came as promised.

"Hahahaha-if ......"

If life is the first time to meet, Li Dazhui will say goodbye to the fierce male painter of the dead soul under the knife, and he is still ready to say the same opening sentence.

Without waiting for Li Dazhui to finish speaking, Zheng Xiu was prescient and anti-guest, and quickly took out a bag of broken silver, used it as a hidden weapon, and smashed it into Li Dazhui's face.

[You threw the "money dart" and hit the Li bandit leader Li Da Hammer, and your strength was meager experience. 】

Li Dazhui never expected that this lamb to be slaughtered would resist, his face was painful, he angrily grabbed the "hidden weapon", and a handful of broken silver fell from the gap in the cloth belt, Li Dazhui looked at the bright broken silver, dumbfounded.

Zheng Xiu rushed forward with his head bored, and the rest of the thieves did not predict Zheng Xiu's decisiveness, and Li Dazhui did not speak, so they were all stunned in the rain for a while.

Beside Li Dazhu, the bandit armor exclaimed: "This world-shattering way, how can someone hurt people with silver?" ”

Until Zheng Xiu was about to run past the panicked horse, Li Dazhui woke up like a dream and drew his knife to slash Zheng Xiu's head.

"Hey!"

Zheng Xiu looked at the familiar posture and couldn't help but be happy. It's still the same trick, so he made a sharp stop and shrunk his neck back.

[Your struggles have made your footwork a meager experience.] 】

Li sledgehammer couldn't split horizontally, and he was angry and angry, and he made a few more backhand cuts.

【Death.】 】

……

The way of dying this time was slightly different from the last time, Zheng Xiu avoided the knife and avoided it, but he didn't completely avoid it. Li Dazhui looked at the handsome hunk who fell to the ground, and was angry, angry, and embarrassed again, and angrily made up a few stabs in Zheng Xiu's heart.

Once again, Zheng Xiu experienced the realistic pain of death.

Every knife is like a cut in the heart.

Again!

After a while, Zheng Xiu's pain and near-death fear were relieved, and he re-entered the ghost, and soon encountered the leader of the Li bandits, Sledgehammer.

【Death.】 】

【Death.】 】

【Death.】 】

[After unremitting efforts, you have struggled with life and death many times, so that your footwork has improved. 】

【Death.】 】

Finally!

This time, Zheng Xiu was chopped to death by more than a dozen people, but Zheng Xiu, who was sent back to reality, was as happy as having done a thorough health care, his expression was happy, painful and refreshing.

"Sure enough! Even if you die and live in the ghost, the various behaviors of the incarnate in the ghost can be retained! ”

"Heaven pays off!"

"This step of leapfrogging and improvement depends on my Zheng's efforts!"

Without waiting for the pain to subside, Zheng Xiu straightened his waist, closed his eyes, and sat on the white bone chair.

The macho man on the table is still extraordinary, and the more Zheng Xiu looks at his incarnation, the more pleasing he is.

[Footwork] plus one.

Other than that.

【Instinct (Subtle Attainment)】You have a bad fate, you have experienced displacement and family destruction at a young age, and you have a different alertness from ordinary people, and occasionally you can perceive possible dangers. 】

In the description of the trait, the description of "intuition" has changed from "rarely" to "occasionally".

"This is the qualitative change caused by quantitative change!"

No matter how tenacious Zheng Xiu's will is, every time he writes the word "death", he actually suffers a pain, he lies on the hay in a large font to rest, while breaking his fingers and calculating how many times he can quickly brush on the route of "Bandit Leader Li Da Hammer" in one night.

The way of business lies in the word "hold".

In the process of speedrunning, he accidentally discovered the high-efficiency wool of "Li Da Hammer", if Zheng Xiu does not persevere, how can he be worthy of his consciousness as the richest man?

Step up your game! Struggle! Struggle!

The fighting spirit of Zheng Dashan is ignited!

As the saying goes, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

Since the speedrun can't be done,

Then I'll Zheng someone, just go and brush it quickly!

……

Sunrise in the East.

When a bright ray of morning light replaced the moonlight, it squeezed into the prison through the narrow window. The warm light and shadow were like a cluster of young women's soft wattles, slapping on the face of the handsome rich brother who was leaning against the wall and sleeping, leaving patches of unsightly stains of the rising sun.

"Shhhh Master Zheng? ”

"Hoo ......"

"Shhh Master Zheng!? ”

"Hoo ......"

"Shhh

When Zheng Xiu was woken up in a burst of voices that he tried to suppress, he opened his eyes and saw the tall scarred Lao Liuzheng squatting outside the fence and waving to him - Zheng Xiu, who woke up from a big dream, seemed to see a golden retriever Labrador with a large body squatting outside, licking his face and stretching out his paws at him, begging for hugging, leading, and lifting high.

Zheng Xiu blinked, and the Labrador was gone, which turned out to be an illusion of light.

When Zheng Xiu looked up, his eyes were blackened, and his haggard appearance made Scar Lao Liu stunned suddenly. But after thinking about it, the young man who was peaceful and respectful was now in trouble and became a prisoner, among which the bitterness and forbearance, Scar Lao Liu had seen a lot, and secretly shook his head, inexplicably feeling a little distressed.

"Master Zheng, you finally woke up, I can wronged you last night!" Scar Lao Liu made up Zheng Xiu's calm and calm in front of the person, but he was panicked and trembling later, expressing understanding and sympathy, and under the calm gaze of the other party, he secretly stuffed the wrapped "breakfast" into the prison.

Zheng Xiu opened it, and inside were two hot meat buns.

"Sixth brother broke the bank."

Zheng Xiu didn't eat it and rewrapped it.

Scar Lao Liu scratched the scar on the corner of his eyebrows: "It's not a cost!" No breakdown! This is the signature steamed buns in the Lotus Lane branch of your store's 'Zheng De Chicken', that business is good, I went to line up before dawn, just now on the wheel, these two buns can be hot. Hey? How did Master Zheng know that it was the fee for the sixth break? ”

Zheng Xiu smiled and explained casually: "If it is a breakfast entrusted by Zheng's family, it will definitely be according to Zheng's preferences." Zheng likes to be light on weekdays, such as abalone juice porridge, and the porridge is made with pearl millet produced in the rich farms in the south, which not only nourishes the spleen, but also is warm and delicious. ”

Scar Lao Liu's expression was blank, and he didn't know how to answer.