Chapter Ninety-Six: Melancholy Blue Hair

Zhang Sanyi watched in a daze as the green ox slowly walked into the town with the colorful haired man, as if he didn't see him, and froze with his mouth wide open for a while.

How do you look at this combination, it's a bit thunderous.

Or, is there something strange about this town?

This thought made him feel stunned, after leaving the small county town, he became more and more cautious, but the habit of living in a peaceful world is still not so easy to change.

Therefore, I always feel that others have no malice, and there are good people everywhere.

When I entered the town, the cow and the man had disappeared, and I didn't know which yard or house I had entered.

I have to say that the quiet night in the town is really addictive, but Zhang Sanyi is still a little sleepy, and he has to travel tomorrow, so he has to sleep for a while, even if he is much better now, he can't bear it.

......

The next day, there was a strong wind blowing in the town, a very strong wind, and the yellow sand blown by the wind was everywhere, and the whole world seemed to be muddy.

Standing in front of the window of the small room, Zhang Sanyi was entangled in the end that he couldn't leave today, the weather was bad, he actually didn't want to walk, but, somehow, there was always a panic feeling in his heart, as if he was urging him to leave.

Zhang Sanyi was uncertain, so he was ready to find an excuse for himself to make a choice, and asked as if he had no intention, "Huaisheng, do you want to walk today?"

There was no response, and the little monk Huaisheng was lying on the bed, putting the storybook that was still yesterday, staring intently, and not hearing anything outside the book.

Zhang Sanyi was wondering if he shouldn't buy those books for the little guy, there was a suspicion of teaching bad children, and the little guy Huaisheng was too addicted, which made him a little distressed.

"Third brother, what do you say?"

The third brother raised his head with struggle, as if he gave him a blank look, "Wang-".

It seems to be saying, Lao Tzu is held by you, take care of my.

Although he didn't get an answer, Zhang Sanyi also made a decision, stay for another day, anyway, it's not in a hurry, just wait for the weather to improve, so as to comfort himself, and he won't feel panicked in his heart by spending another thousand oceans.

After staying in the room all morning, Huai Sheng read the storybook on his stomach all morning, and he didn't even change his posture, while Zhang Sanyi was bored, he should have slept late last night, and yawned and slept again.

Later in the afternoon, he took Huaisheng and the third brother's dog that was getting lazier and lazier to go out, hungry, and there was no way.

Maybe it's too windy, and the town isn't as lively as yesterday, so I walked to the shop where I ate skewers yesterday and ordered some food casually.

The little monk should be hungry and devouring food, but Zhang Sanyi has a lack of appetite and only eats a few bites, as for the third brother, the stinky problem of only eating meat has not been changed.

"Little brother, is this Mo Renhuh?"

A strange accent suddenly sounded in Zhang Sanyi's ears.

Zhang Sanyi turned around, and it turned out to be the person on the back of the cow yesterday, but the colorful hair changed and turned blue, and he still killed Matt like that.

Yesterday, I just glanced at it in a hurry, Zhang Sanyi didn't see it clearly, at this time the person was standing in front of him, Zhang Sanyi really saw it clearly, only to see that person, with blue hair, a punk suit, a leather jacket and Martin boots, if it weren't for the withered skin and gray eyebrows, Zhang Sanyi thought he was a young man of about the same age.

"You little brother, do you have any more people, what do you do with me?"

As he spoke, the blue-haired man was already sitting on the stool.

Zhang Sanyi realized that he had lost his temper and hurried back, "No...... I didn't ......", looking slightly apologetic.

"You little brother, just look at it, what are you doing secretly?"

Zhang Sanyi's old face turned red, he was just curious and secretly looked at it again, feeling that Huaisheng next to him was a little strange, and when he turned his head, he found that this little guy's little face was flushed, and he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Sighing helplessly, Zhang Sanyi settled the bill, picked up the third brother, dragged Huai Sheng, and left the shop, he was afraid that he would sit down again, and he didn't know what would happen.

"Poof...... Hahaha...... Haha......"

As soon as Xiao Huaisheng went out, he burst into laughter, leaning forward and backward with laughter, tears rolling straight down.

"Okay, that's enough to laugh hey"

Zhang Sanyi also wants face, so he can only allow Xiao Huaisheng to smile here, of course, he is helpless, and Xiao Huaisheng under the fence also gives face.

"Remember, when your hair grows, don't be like that, it's ugly"

Zhang Sanyi touched the little monk's head, which was no longer bald, and said solemnly.

"Hmm"

The little monk nodded emphatically.

"Moo-"

With a cow cry, Zhang Sanyi turned around, only to see the blue-haired uncle lying lazily on the back of the cow, looking at him and smiling.

"You little brother, it's not authentic, what is ugly, this is called art, art, do you know how to pull it? You say this, it makes me very melancholy, just like my hair, melancholy blue......"

"Uh, that...... Uncle, I'm sorry."

Now that he was heard, Zhang Sanyi was not ready to say anything, and the apology was over.

"Uncle, you have a hammer, brother, I'm only fifty-seven"

As he spoke, the blue-haired uncle took out a mirror out of nowhere and tidied up his blue hair.

Zhang Sanyi pouted, fifty-seven, call your uncle young, but he didn't dare to say that, who knows if this is not like an old man's old man is a good stubble.

Although the combat power box in his mind didn't pop up, he didn't dare to take it lightly, this old man obviously didn't look like an ordinary person.

"Uh...... So, dude?"

Zhang Sanyi raised his voice, meaning, I call it like this, are you always satisfied?

"Hmph, that's a bit of a word."

"Boy, for the sake of your face of calling me an old brother, I will give you a word of advice, if it is not for that place, leave quickly!"

"That place?"

Zhang Sanyi's face was full of doubts.

"Looks like you're really just passing by, boy, I advise you not to ask, but, if you really want to know, come with me. ”

The blue-haired old man rode the bull and slowly turned around the corner, and Zhang Sanyi stood in place, a little hesitant, not knowing whether to follow and inquire.

With his character, it is naturally best to hang high and hang high, but ......

"Kuroko, did you say that kid would come, I guess it would, then you're not, it's decided"

"Moo-"

The green ox roared in protest.

"Three...... Two...... One, here it is"

Zhang Sanyi really turned the corner and walked towards the old man and the cow.

"Boy, have you really thought about this trip to the troubled waters?" the blue-haired old man laughed.

"Listen to it first, maybe, brother, after you finish speaking, I'll slip away?"

Zhang Sanyi didn't say anything.

"Okay, okay, boy, I've heard about it, but I don't know if it's true. ”

"Dude, but it doesn't hurt to say it"

I don't know why, Zhang Sanyi dragged an idiom.

"It is said that there is a ruin near here, I don't know where it is, it should not be too far from here, don't look at the lively town now, almost most of the people are here for that ruin......"

The old man doesn't hide his selfishness, he can say whatever he wants.

"Ruins?"

"Yes, that's a good place, although there are many dangers, but what is the danger of wealth and danger?No matter the size of the ruins, there are always some good things in it that make the awakened break their heads and even take their lives, such as S-level equipment, or even super S-level equipment, if you can find a book of exercises, it will be a great thing......

Zhang Sanyi realized that this place is really the same routine as the crappy online texts I saw before, and there are even ruins.

"Boy, that's all you say, whether to go or stay, you figure it out for yourself"

"Oh, by the way, each ruin has its own rules, this time the ruins are not large, it should be simpler"

"Thank you, brother, by the way, what's your surname?"

"Why did you kid suddenly lose your forehead, don't be a bull"

As for what it was called, the old man bull didn't say.

"Bull?" Zhang Sanyi felt that this was not like a surname, he had heard of "ram", but he had never heard of a surname bull.

......

Back in the small room, Zhang Sanyi lay on the bed, struggling with whether to leave or stay.

He still wanted to stay and watch the excitement, as long as it didn't bother him.

There is one more thing that makes him wonder, that is, since most of the people in the town who come to try their luck are the awakened, why is there no reaction in his mind, if before, the interface in his mind has already popped up and annoyed him, why is it too quiet now?

Is it broken?

This thought was just a flash, and he would rather believe that he was broken, than dare to think that it was the old Taoist priest's forehead that was broken.

Opening the Cultivation APP in his mind, Zhang Sanyi wanted to know why.

The interface of "me" has already been completely renewed.

"Money: 623840/10000000

Meridians: 10/12

Combat power: 12000

Qi: Empty

Stage: Late Jindan period

Sword Bone: 0/206

......”

The combat power of 12,000 is almost equivalent to the combat power of the sixth stage of the awakened, but Zhang Sanyi doesn't dare to feel that he is so powerful, in his opinion, he is a rookie.

Besides, how painful and difficult it is for others to cultivate, how can he be so powerful lying down, he has already forgotten how he dies and lives every time he upgrades the system.

Anyway, in Zhang Sanyi's heart, everyone else is a big man with explosive combat power, even if he is an awakened person, he will always be an ordinary rookie who has no power to restrain his chicken.

After looking through it for a long time, Zhang Sanyi didn't find the reason, but when he saw that his portable printing shop was less than five months away, he was depressed.

"Huai Sheng, do you want to cultivate?"

Somehow, as if a ghost made a god, Zhang Sanyi came up with a sentence.

"Cultivation, isn't it very powerful?"

Huai Sheng's attention is still on the storybook.

"yes"

"Then I'll cultivate, third uncle, you teach me"

It's always so easy to make a decision, kids.

printed a copy of the basic and advanced chapters of "Qi", and handed it to Huai Sheng.

I don't know if the little monk has a natural sensitivity to books, and when he picked up the book that made Zhang Sanyi sleepy, he even read it with relish.

"Third uncle, this is cultivation, is it similar to what Master taught me?

"Will you be?"

Zhang Sanyi's eyes glared at the boss.

"That's right."

The little monk didn't see Zhang Sanyi's ghostly expression, threw the two books aside, and picked up his own storybook again.

Zhang Sanyi didn't know what to say, so he had to silently put away his books, which was the first time that these two books were disliked by others.

Xiao Huaisheng actually would, that old monk......

Zhang Sanyi didn't dare to think about it.

Also, the things of the old Taoist priest are not unique, right?

In the dantian, the golden sword that had been silent for a long time trembled with anger.