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Volume One: First Entering the World of Martial Arts Chapter 107: I can chop wood, light a fire, and cook

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    The little beggar gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.  I saw the dead body bending its legs, reaching out and groping in the ground. It found a sesame seed cake, pinched it, tore it open with both hands, and then threw it away. It found another sesame seed cake, tore it open but then threw it away.  Zhou Chen looked exactly the same.  Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes and did not see the fear and anxiety of the 'dead man' coming back to life. Instead, he looked at Wu Daotong's behavior with a half-smile.  The little beggar was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his mouth. He saw that the dead body was groping underground and ignored any debris he found. Once he touched the sesame cake, he tore it open and threw it away.  , while approaching the ditch.  Seeing the dead body approaching the corner step by step, the little beggar was so frightened that he just wanted to run away, but his whole body was so frightened that he couldn't lift it up with his feet.  He reluctantly got up shivering, trying to escape quietly, but as soon as he moved, he felt a tightness on the back of his neck, and he was lifted up, so he could not escape.  The little beggar turned back with great effort, and saw that the man in front of him was holding on to him. His teeth chattered and said: "Quick, run, there is a ghost" Zhou Chen seemed not to have heard what he said,  Pay no attention at all.  At this time, Wu Daotong could no longer touch the sesame cakes underground. He slowly turned his head, as if he was looking around. When he heard the sound, he immediately looked over.  At this moment, he dimly saw two figures in the shadow of the street corner. He walked over slowly and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Shaobing! Shaobing!" Zhou Chen pointed at the sesame cake in the little beggar's hand and chuckled:  "Is this what you are looking for?" Wu Daotong's slightly dazed eyes seemed to have a flash of light. He ignored Zhou Chen next to him and said directly to the little beggar: "You you stole my sesame cakes?  " At this moment, the little beggar was already frightened out of his wits. He dared to deny it, so he could only nod his head.  Wu Daotong looked at the tooth marks on the sesame cake and asked again: "Youhave you eaten it already?" The little beggar nodded again.  Wu Daotong stretched out his right hand, grabbed the little beggar's chest and abdomen, and said: "Cut your belly and dig it out!" The little beggar was so frightened that he lost his mind and said in a trembling voice: "III only bit you.  One bite." But before Wu Daotong's hand touched the target, he was suddenly stopped, and Zhou Chen's voice sounded faintly: "It seems that although you are not dead, you are not very conscious" Think about that.  The Black Iron Order is made of strong iron. Even if it is inside the sesame cake, how can ordinary people chew it and eat it?  Just as Zhou Chen said, it turned out that Wu Daotong was hit in the chest by Zhou Mu with both palms, and was stabbed in the abdomen by the tall man with two hooks. He held his breath and fainted for a while. After a long time, he woke up again. Although the abdomen was a vital point, even though it was  He was seriously injured, but it was inconvenient to die for a while. The only thing he could not forget was that thing. When he woke up, he found that the people of Jindao Village had left. He didn't care about the serious injuries in his chest and abdomen. He wanted to find the thing hidden in the sesame cake first.  He pretended to be an old man selling cakes and lived in seclusion in Houjianji for three years. He was safe and sound. However, he tried to find the original owner of the thing, but he could never find it. When he heard the whistle, more than two hundred riders came.  Surrounded from all sides, although he didn't know that these thieves were definitely coming for him, he finally realized that the situation was dangerous and there was nowhere to hide in the hurry, so he immediately placed the object among the sesame cakes.  Wu Daotong woke up after being seriously injured. He couldn't recognize which sesame seed cake contained the object. He tore it apart one by one and looked for it, but there was no trace. Finally, he found the little beggar in front of him.  "Get out of the way" Wu Daotong said fiercely. He had a deep obsession in his heart. Since he was sure that the little beggar had swallowed the Black Iron Order, he naturally could not give up easily. He had to cut open his stomach to confirm.  Only then can you rest assured.  Zhou Chen shook his head, and suddenly struck out with lightning, hitting Wu Daotong on the head with a palm.  Although Wu Daotong was a little confused, his body's instinct made him dodge subconsciously. Zhou Chen's palm missed, but he grabbed the double hook handle inserted on Wu Daotong's waist. He turned his wrist, with blood mist all over the sky, and immediately  Unplug.  When the steel hook was pulled out of his abdomen, Wu Daotong suddenly felt a sharp pain, and blood gushed from the wound. He seemed to have suddenly lost all strength. His body went limp, and he fell on his back. He pushed his feet up a few times, and then he really died.  .  Zhou Chen loosened his grip and dropped Shi Potian.  The little beggar fell on him and reluctantly got up. Looking at the dead body in front of him, he was stunned with fear, but he was still holding the sesame seed cake with only one bite in his hand.  "Bring the sesame cakes." Although Zhou Chen's voice was faint, it seemed to have irresistible power.  The little beggar trembled all over and did not dare to disobey. With a bit of reluctance, he offered the sesame seed cake in his hand.  Zhou Chen took it and weighed it. There was a bit of joy on his face. He broke open the sesame cake and saw what was inside.Sure enough, there was a dark iron piece. This iron piece had no luster and was very inconspicuous. I couldn't help but think that this was the Black Iron Order, but it was too ordinary.  Zhou Chen glanced at him twice and put him in his arms. However, with this order, he could make Xie Yanke agree to one thing. But I don¡¯t know where Xie Yanke is now. Is it possible to go to Motian Cliff to find him?  Shaking his head, Zhou Chen turned around and was about to leave when he saw the little beggar Shi Potian still looking at him eagerly, so he threw the two halves of the sesame cakes back to him.  The little beggar was startled, then overjoyed. He hurriedly took it, put it in his mouth and hurriedly swallowed it. Now he finally had some ideas. In order to avoid others coming to snatch his sesame seed cakes again, he might as well eat them first to be safe.  some.  Seeing this, Zhou Chen was touched by the thoughts in his heart. He remembered the hard days when he and the old martial artist wandered in the rivers and lakes in his early years. He thought about it, took out a piece of silver from his arms, and threw it to the little beggar.  "This is for you." The little beggar took it, but he also knew how valuable the silver was, and he giggled at Zhou Chen.  Zhou Chen shook his head, what a stupid boy, but stupid people have stupid blessings. Such innocent and simple people are more protected by this world. Thinking of Shi Potian's future situation, I really have to lament his unlucky luck.  Zhou Chen stood up again, but not far away, he heard movement behind him. The little beggar Shi Potian was following behind him.  "Why are you following me?" "II" the little beggar stammered and couldn't speak. Finally, he mustered up the courage to say: "II can chop wood, make a fire, and cook."  "Huh?" Zhou Chen was slightly startled, and a feeling of laughter suddenly came into his heart, and he couldn't help but chuckle.  The little beggar touched his head and giggled along with it.  Zhou Chen's face suddenly hardened: "Don't laugh." The little beggar immediately lowered his voice and became serious.  Zhou Chen finally felt a little headache.
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