Wang Jizu vaguely seemed to have heard someone say this word, but what did it mean? Wang Jizu tried hard to search for related memories in his memory.
There are no words related to it in my vague memory during my lifetime.
Wang Jizu's memory of the home he lived in during his lifetime has long been vague. The only thing he remembers is that his parents had just died and were buried alive as human pillars before being sold by his uncle and aunt.
In my memory, my faceless sister would go up the mountain to hunt pigweed before dawn, and when she came back she would bring some snacks from the mountain for herself to eat.
poverty.
Not having enough to eat every day and being so hungry that you don’t want to move is something you probably didn’t hear before.
When did you hear that?
For many years after his death, he has been doing two things.
Wandering around looking for my sister.
By the way, he looks for injured people like bees and collects the blood scabs from their wounds to practice ghost arts.
An idea flashed in Wang Jizu's mind, and he remembered that a few decades ago, he agreed to a contract with a certain heretic sorcerer to help him harm people. The ancestor he worshiped at that time was enshrined in a small shrine.
There is a small couplet on the shrine.
〖The miraculous craftsmanship comes from Luban; the meticulously carved rotten wood brings nirvana〗
Wang Jizu said tentatively: "Did the miraculous craftsmanship come from Lu Ban?"
"That's right." Lin Tianze nodded slightly to indicate that the other party was right: "People call Gongshuzi the Saint of Baigong, and my ghost skills can turn rotten wood into mysterious things just like him.
Use appropriate materials to make all kinds of tools, including farmers’ hoes, woodcutter’s axes, tailor’s needles, blacksmith’s hammers, and Taoist priests’ wooden swords.”
Wang Jizu understood it this time: "In other words, you are like a blacksmith and can directly make other craftsmen's tools."
"You understood it correctly. You still remember when Montenegro looked at the ax in my hand and said, "It looks very much like a Shinto magic weapon, but it feels specious."
Of course Lin Tianze knew what Montenegro meant. His golden finger came from the New Age of Gods after Ragnarok in an imaginary world view.
It's normal to be similar but different. This sentence is enough to be used as the backbone of one's lies.
"But my ghost skills are not limited to mortals. I can make all kinds of ghost and Shinto tools. Now the ax is actually a Shinto weapon. It's just because I used ghost skills to conjure it up, so Lord Montenegro is the only one who can make it."
It feels specious.”
Lin Tianze's face was full of sincerity, and he told his secrets to show his sincerity, as if things were really as he said.
"You should know that experienced people can tell exactly how much something weighs by just weighing it. They can tell the age of a piece of wood by knocking it, the area it grew in, and even whether it is dry or sunny every year.
"
"Affected by my natural ghost skills, I can distinguish materials like an experienced craftsman. At the banquet, I identified whether you had the materials I wanted, and accidentally used the magic on Montenegro. Then I discovered...
"
"What did you find?" Wang Jizu asked hurriedly, completely unaware of the playful look in Lin Tianze's eyes when the hunter saw his prey take the bait.
Fool, fool hard.
Lin Tianze took all the Black Tiger conspiracy theories he had in his spare time, plus the conspiracies of various villains and evil bosses in his previous life novels, deleted, deleted, modified, and dumped them all on him.
Based on the data of the systematic identification of Montenegro, Lin Tianze over-interpreted his various behaviors, not based on facts, and tried his best to act like a gangster. However, the gangster's tricks were well-founded and logical.
Lin Tianze himself almost believed that the Black Tiger King he had made up was a world-destroying boss who was ready to overthrow the Three Realms. He was a world-destroying boss who was told about Wutian, Moro, Nezha and Shiji Empress from the Journey to the West.
In order to support his reputation as a world-destroying boss, Lin Tianze also arranged for him to reincarnate the ancient gods and demons, create a life restricted area and kill himself with a sword, the origin of the ancient emperor, and even Lin Tianze's own identity as an extraterrestrial demon was given to him.
After a cup of tea.
Lin Tianze smiled and waved goodbye to Wang Jizu, looking like brothers and sisters.
Of course, this time Lin Tianze became the eldest brother, and Wang Jizu, a native of Liushenwuzhu, became the younger brother who was made up of by Lin Tianze.
Looking at the black shadow disappearing in the forest, Lin Tianze felt nothing but clarity in his heart. In this world of idealism, he might even be called a clear mind.
Deceive enemies into becoming allies.
A sense of achievement and satisfaction arises spontaneously.
The most important thing is that I have fulfilled my childhood dream.
When watching the cartoon Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I wanted to be a counselor and wise man. As I grew up, this dream disappeared quietly. I didn't expect that I would be able to fulfill this dream at a discount after my death.
People always restrain themselves, saying that they are not strong enough. If they don’t push themselves, they will never know where the limits of their abilities are.
Let go of the restrictions and devote yourself wholeheartedly, and use what you have learned in your previous life to fool an immature feudal native brat. Although it is a bit embarrassing, the happiness brought by this experience that has never been experienced before is real.
In my previous life, I struggled for life as a social animal, and it was absolutely impossible for me to realize this. Maybe this is the charm of time travel!
Carry out your own will and live for yourself.
In the words of a certain person who applied for World Heritage, he traveled all the way to a strange world just to endure it?
He died once, and after traveling to another world, he had to bow down to the local powerful "immortal Buddhas", eat on his knees to see their faces, and continue to live a life like a pool of stagnant water.
This tmd is not a time-travel in vain, it is because the life in the previous life was unstable, or because of the 996 blessing, it is not as calm as a plant.
The special thinking and unique insights of people from other worlds can help them to have enough to eat in this world. They have no power, so the premise is to kneel down.
There is a "gun", which is a golden finger plug-in. In the original world, let alone eating while standing, you can even use a laser to warm your baby bottle and eat like the people of the motherland.
There is no reason why a time traveler like me, who has a strange way of thinking and the power of a plug-in, would turn into a bastard who kneels down to warm someone else's milk bottle.
You have to stand up to eat this meal. If you can't straighten your back to eat, then you will change your job to Brother Crow and overturn the table.
Wolf nature, temporary counterattack, exists in the hearts of all intelligent creatures.