Chapter 140: You can only go through the back door!
Looking at Zhu Yeyan who tossed his sleeves and left, Zhu Xin's face did not change at all, as if it had nothing to do with him, but he ate a little faster.
After eating, Zhu Xin wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then sat aside, waiting for Oscar, who took a few bites casually. Then he asked Ma Hongjun to take the bill.
After leaving the hotel, the two followed Zhu Xin to the market. They first bought some food and some meat, then bought a lot of medicinal materials for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and finally went to the blacksmith shop to buy some pig iron.
After seeing that all the necessary things were ready, I was ready to return home.
After walking for more than 20 minutes, the gate of Zhu Mansion finally appeared in the sight of the three of them.
Looking from afar, two large stone lions stand lifelike in front of the gate. A black golden nanmu plaque hangs on the top of the red vermilion-lacquered gate, with two large characters "Zhufu" inscribed with dragons and phoenixes on it.
Although the gate of Zhu Mansion is not magnificent, it can be seen that Zhu Mansion is a very powerful family in this area.
However, when Oscar turned his head and looked at Zhu Xin, he noticed something unusual on Zhu Xin's face.
He found that Zhu Xin didn't seem to have too many positive feelings towards Zhu Mansion, and he could even see a trace of hatred and anger in Zhu Xin's eyes from time to time.
Gradually approaching the Zhu Mansion, Zhu Xin gently pulled Oscar and Ma Hongjun, with a few more bloodshot eyes, and said hesitantly, "Oscar, Ma Hongjun..."
"We...we'd better...take the back door!"
After hearing Zhu Xin's words, Ma Hongjun's face suddenly became gloomy. Doesn't this mean he looks down on them? Even if Ma Hongjun is not familiar with the world, he at least knows what it means to be a guest through the front door and what it means to go through the back door.
If Zhu Xin didn't take him through the front door, wouldn't this be an insult to them both?
The little fat man's face was slightly red, he clenched his hands into fists, and then said in a cold voice, "Brother Ao, don't ask for their Laushizi soul guide. Others don't take us seriously at all. Let's find a hotel to stay on our own!"
Seeing Ma Hongjun being like this, Zhu Xin knew that they had the wrong answer and hurriedly said, "No, it's not like that! I...I have no other meaning. Even...it's me, I can't get in."
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"Our pulse...my talent is too low, and my family doesn't allow me to walk through the front door!"
After hearing Zhu Xin's hesitant explanation, Oscar's head was filled with question marks. Oscar knew that Zhu Xin was a Soul King level one and had poor talent? How is that possible?
In a small city like Mo Yancheng, there are probably only one or two soul saints. It is quite remarkable for a person to reach the soul king level by the time he reaches middle age.
After listening to Zhu Xin's explanation, although Ma Hongjun didn't know Zhu Xin's strength, he felt that there must be something fishy about the matter, so he simply turned his attention to Oscar, as if waiting for his elder brother to say something.
Oscar pretended to be in deep thought, and after thinking for a moment, he saw Zhu Xin sweating on his forehead, and then he said, "In that case! Let him go to the back door!"
Seeing that the two little brothers didn't ask any questions, Zhu's confidence was greatly relieved. Although Oscar was his sponsor, it was the first time for the two of them to meet, so they still had some taboos about talking to each other.
He doesn't want to tell too much about his situation.
In this way, the three of them turned a few corners and arrived at the back door of Zhu Mansion. When the three of them came to the door, Zhu Xin picked up the door knocker and knocked lightly a few times.
After about tens of seconds, the door creaked open.
A boy wearing a brown rough linen robe opened the door. The little guy seemed a little wary. He poked his head out first and explored the door with his big dark eyes.
When he saw Zhu Xin, a bright smile instantly bloomed on his face. He jumped onto Zhu Xin and said in a childish voice, "Grandpa Xin! You are back!"
Seeing Zhu Qian jumping on top of him, Zhu Xin also smiled knowingly, and said to Zhu Qian in his arms with a smile, "Little Qian'er, come down quickly! There are still guests here!"
As he spoke, he took off the old and worn storage bag tied around his waist, handed it to Zhu Qian and continued, "Little Qian'er! Give the storage bag to Grandma Xen in the kitchen! Let her cook more delicious food.
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Zhu Qian nodded sensibly, grabbed the storage bag, and ran towards the kitchen with his calves.
After that, Zhu Xin welcomed the two of them to the small courtyard where he lived.
The small courtyard is a bit dilapidated, and the roof tiles are also covered with moss. It seems that it has not been repaired for many years, and it looks a bit out of place compared with the brand-new buildings around it.
Walking into the courtyard, a faint smell of sweat hit your nostrils, and you saw four or five children playing in the courtyard, while the older children or grown-up teenagers were working hard to strengthen their bodies. p>
Perhaps due to lack of nutrition, although this young man looked a little thin, Oscar could clearly feel the power contained in these thin bodies.
Under the leadership of Zhu Xin, the three of them finally arrived at his room. Zhu Xin strolled towards his test stand, packed up the carving knives and unfinished soul tools on the table, and then packed up a wooden box next to him.
Open it, take out the soul guides you have collected inside, and place them all on the table.
With a hint of pride in his tone, he said, "These are the soul guides I developed! Which one you think is good, you can take it. But if you want to learn the soul guide production technology, then you need to give me some more
Money."
Hearing this, Oscar nodded indifferently and then began to look at the soul tools on the table.
Soon, a crossbow-type soul guide attracted Oscar's attention. He picked up the crossbow-type soul guide and began to continuously explore the weapon.
Seeing Oscar become interested in that crossbow,
Zhu Xin said with a slight smile on his face, "This crossbow is a relatively practical soul tool. It is improved from the military crossbow. However, it is more powerful than the military crossbow. The advantage is that you hold the front end of the crossbow and
Input soul power, and the bowstring of the crossbow will automatically draw."
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"Secondly, when you input soul power into the crossbow handle, it can also slightly increase the range and power of the crossbow."
"At the beginning, I took this weapon to the auction house and tried to sell it, but because the increase in power was limited, the appraisers did not recognize its value."
After listening to Zhu Xin's introduction, Oscar roughly understood the function of this crossbow.
In general, this crossbow achieves damage amplification and semi-automatic effects through soul power. It can be said to be a product between a conventional weapon and a soul guidance device, and it can barely be regarded as a soul guidance device.
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Although the amplification power is not large, and it is quite troublesome to control the amount of soul power input, after all, this is a weapon driven by soul power.
Oscar held the handle and continued to inject soul power into the soul guide. When the soul power he injected reached about 20% of the level of a great soul master, the handle of the crossbow could not withstand the huge soul power and broke into pieces. Looking at the broken soul guide, Zhu Xin's eyes flashed with heartache.
Oscar didn't feel any distress at all, but there was deep disappointment in his eyes.
After a moment of silence, Oscar looked at Zhu Xin and asked seriously, "Can you tell me that these soul guides of yours are not allowed to inject too much energy? Tell me, the maximum energy of these soul guides of yours is
What level of soul power can you withstand?"
Hearing Oscar's question, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He said with some confidence, "Currently, I...the best data I tested is that it can withstand nearly 30% of the Great Spirit Master."
The soul power!"
Hearing this, Oscar's eyebrows formed the word Sichuan. He picked up the broken metal on the ground and looked at it. Thinking of the pig iron that Zhu Xin bought at the blacksmith shop before, he said in a deep voice, "Could it be that all the materials you use to make the soul guide are all
Pig iron?"
Zhu Xin hummed softly.
After hearing his admission, Oscar sighed helplessly, put his hand on his forehead and said feebly, "Can't you buy some good materials? The soul guide will explode if you inject too much soul power. You don't know.
Spend more money to change it..."
Speaking of this, Oscar suddenly realized that they were already so poor, how much money could Zhu Xin spend to buy good materials? It seems that Zhu Xin's research funds are too scarce.