Yang Zhen came back from his exclusive cave in Baiwang Mountain. When she entered the door, she saw a moon-shaped girl writing and drawing on the desk. She couldn't help being in a good mood and walked over with a smile.
The girl's eyelashes are long and slender, her eyes are as bright as the stars and the moon, and she is meticulously drawing a talisman.
It is Liu Rou.
Yang Zhen didn't dare to express her anger for fear of disturbing her. It wasn't until the talisman pen dipped in cinnabar drew a slender arc on the talisman paper and returned to the starting point, a perfect connection like a seamless piece, that she gently admired it.
A sound.
The girl's fair cheeks suddenly turned red. She sat upright and put down her talisman pen. Then she stood up and looked at the young man. She bowed her hands and said, "Young Master."
Yang Zhen supported her, feeling helpless: "Liu Rou, you don't have to be so polite at home."
"The etiquette cannot be discarded." Liu Rou bit her lip and said, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.
This is what her father taught her. Magistrate Liu’s original words at that time were:
"If that boy refuses to accept you, you must always treat him with courtesy. My daughter is so beautiful and beautiful, one day he will not be able to bear it anymore... Humph!"
Thinking of this, her pretty face turned even redder, feeling ashamed and annoyed, as if her little thoughts had been seen by this annoying guy.
It's a pity that Yang Zhen didn't notice it, so the girl found him even more annoying.
"When it comes to drawing talisman, you don't have to work so hard. Just combine work and rest and treat it as a hobby." Yang Zhen said with concern.
"My cultivation level is too low, so I can't help much when the beast tide comes. It's better to draw a few more talismans now than to be helpless when the time comes."
The girl didn't appreciate it, but frowned, feeling a little sorry for herself.
It was a mild winter last year, with almost no snow, and the entire black land was not frozen.
Before the first month has passed, many beasts hiding underground have come out to look for food, and there is an unsettling restlessness surging in the wilderness.
According to the experience of previous years, this year is likely to usher in a wave of beasts.
The entire Chongzhou, including Wushan County and even various towns in Wushui County, mobilized urgently to prepare for this competition for survival between the human race and the demon race.
Under such circumstances, as one of Yang Zhen's maids, Liu Rou was not willing to be left behind. She gave full play to her talent in drawing talismans and worked hard to draw various talismans:
Fireball Talisman, Ice Knife Talisman, Yellow Sand Talisman, Golden Needle Talisman, Wooden Shield Talisman, Healing Talisman, etc.
Although they are all of the first level, they are all five elements and rich in variety.
Her drawing speed has also increased from the initial two-quarters of an hour to one drawing per quarter of an hour, with a success rate as high as 80%.
In the past month, she spent five hours a day drawing talismans and drew thousands of talismans!
This is a girl who can endure hardships and is also extremely talented.
If Yang Zhen’s previous life were left to chance, she would have been a top school beauty.
Yang Zhen looked a little distressed, took out the Shashang tree tea leaves from the space, and poured a cup for the girl.
Liu Roumei smiled broadly, took the tea with a happy face, and drank it in small sips.
This was her biggest hope every day, and she worked hard to draw the talisman just for this moment when the young man personally served her a cup of spiritual tea.
After drinking the spirit tea, she quietly raised her head to look at the young man, and saw that the young man was also looking at her. She felt sweet in her heart and couldn't help but smile, like a peach blossom blooming.
She slowly put her head on Yang Zhen's arm.
"You just entered the middle stage of Qi training a month ago. You need to practice more to consolidate your state." Yang Zhen poured herself a glass. Seeing that the atmosphere was very good, she couldn't help but persuade.
"I know." Liu Rou pursed her lips and responded.
Mother-in-law, she doesn’t look like the owner at all. The girl cursed in her heart.
"Even if you work hard and draw 10,000 paintings, it will only cost you tens of thousands of spiritual stones. Don't be too tired. I will go to the market to buy some." Yang Zhen continued to persuade her earnestly.
These words annoyed the girl, she raised her head and turned to the side:
"I'm a useless girl. I can't earn spiritual stones or fight. I can only draw a few spiritual talismans. If you dislike me, I..."
As he spoke, his eye circles turned red, and crystal tears rolled in his eyes.
Yang Zhen was shocked to realize that she had said the wrong thing and quickly stood up to apologize.
The charming and ambiguous atmosphere in the room just now was gone. The young man couldn't help but regret it greatly.
At this moment, there was a vibration from the sound transmission stone on my waist.
Yang Zhen felt relieved and quickly picked it up. Hei Tuyue's voice came from inside:
"The owner of the museum, Zhang Guardiary of Chunan Town, reported that the first phase of training of the Spiritual Spear Team has been completed. Please come over and review it."
"I know, I'll go there today." Yang Zhen replied.
Zhang Shoubei is Zhang Qianfan. After he officially joined Chunan Town, Yang Zhen planned to give him the position of mayor, with Chen Fugui as deputy.
Zhang Qianfan tried his best to shirk it, so Yang Zhen entrusted Chunan Town's guard force and the training of monks and civilians to him, and used a title from his previous life: Guard, to show the difference from the mayor, fort master, etc. As for the spirit spear team, this is Yang Zhen's biggest trump card against the beast tide this time. He has been planning for this for two years and invested countless spirit stones.
He has long wanted to see the effect of training.
"Liu Rou, I'm leaving, please rest at home." The young man ordered as always.
Liu Rou quickly stood up, got the robe and tied it for him.
The young man is about to leave, but her little daughter's temper has already been put away.
Yang Zhen smiled at her, turned and left.
Not long after, he quietly returned to the courtyard, and Liu Rou was calling "Sister Cheating" again.
It's been two years, and this silly girl hasn't noticed yet.
A flash of white light took her into the bluestone space.
……
Chunan Town
"Line up!"
In the square outside Chunan Fort, groups of townspeople, under the command of Chen Ru, Zhou Po, Zhou Qi and others, marched neatly to the shooting range ahead.
"Load", "raise gun", "aim", "shoot"!
As the command was given, roars came one after another, and the square was suddenly filled with smoke.
Zhang Qianfan stood at the front of the high platform, looking at everyone's performance with a calm face.
After arriving in Chunan Town, his life here was completely different from when he was a casual cultivator. It seemed like he had started a new life, which was both tense and fulfilling.
There is also enough time and resources for practice.
His nature is that he neither wants to travel too much nor does he want to do nothing. This kind of life is just what he wants.
As for the beast tide, he has encountered it more than once during his hundreds of years of travel, but most of the time he stayed away from it, and only occasionally drew his sword to help.
Although most monsters are not of high grade, once they exceed a certain level, even if he is a foundation-building monk, he cannot stop such power.
However, this time, he was about to face the beast tide in person, but he was full of confidence.
This is not only because he has dozens of monks under his command, but also because——
This mortal army before him!
An army equipped with spirit stone guns, enough to fight against the beast tide!
Three thousand spirit stone spears!
PS: This chapter is a bit rushed, sorry. I won’t spend too much time on Beast Tide, it’s estimated to be about 10,000 words, and then the protagonist will have to build his foundation.