Just as He Xie was sleeping lazily on a recliner in the middle of the grocery store, half asleep and half awake, listening to a babbling Kunqu opera program coming from the radio, a clear and sweet voice came from the window.
He Xie didn't move, his eyes were half open and half closed, and he lazily said: "Is it for food or for use?"
The girl outside the window was obviously startled: "For? Oh, I use it for eating, hehe."
He Xie chuckled, picked up a bamboo pole beside him, deftly picked up a ham sausage, and let it fly towards the girl.
The girl's eyes widened when He Xie started to move, and her expression was slightly nervous, as if she had been waiting for this scene to happen.
Whoosh.
The ham sausage flew over, and the girl held it in her hand. She happily whispered "yeah" and smiled happily.
"Uncle Da, I think you must be very good at golf!" The girl said with a smile while paying, "How about it, are you interested in giving it a try?"
"Is Golf the writer from the former Soviet Union? Why should I hit him?" He Xie opened his eyes slightly, pretending to be confused and teasing her.
As expected, the girl was so amused that her branches trembled and she giggled.
"No, Uncle Lada! That writer's name is Gorky!" the girl corrected while laughing.
"Gorky?" He Xie still looked puzzled, "Isn't that the success master of Lighthouse?"
The girl laughed even harder: "That's Uncle Carnegie!"
"I know Carnegie, foreigners have fast food." He Xie said matter-of-factly.
The girl laughed so hard that she held her stomach and almost burst into tears: "Giggle... KFC uncle Da! I can't do it anymore! I can't do it anymore, uncle Da... don't tease me anymore!"
He Xie smiled and closed his mouth.
It's not that he's a talkative, or he likes to see the waves of girls when they smile.
He simply likes to hear the laughter of young people, that's all.
The girl stopped laughing when she was tired, her little face flushed. She was not old, but her body was very mature, like an attractive red apple.
He Xie recognized her, her name was Ali, Yang Ali.
He knew this girl before she even introduced herself.
"Uncle Da, can you really solve any problem?" Yang Ali asked curiously, pointing to the "Trouble Terminator" sign hanging on the side of the grocery store.
The words "Cowardly Savior" were supposed to be there, but He Xie had them replaced ten days ago. There was also a signboard for ancient Chinese boxing, which was also removed by He Xie.
"Of course," He Xie said leisurely, "even if Godzilla comes ashore, aliens invade, or a world war, it's nothing to me."
Yang Ali covered her mouth and smiled: "Does that mean I want a star? Can you pick it for me, Uncle Da?"
He Xie said seriously: "Sorry, the store only accepts business from the earth at present."
"Tch!" Yang Ali smiled and waved her hand, "It sounds like the truth."
"But I've been really in trouble lately!" She then frowned slightly, changed the topic, and said distressedly, "The bishop of our center, Hei Xiong, has been harassing me recently. I told him that he is not my type.
Alas, but he still stalks me and always looks very self-righteous and disgusting. Oh my, it’s so annoying!”
He Xie glanced at the Xunlong Ruler placed by the window. The ruler was pointed directly at Yang Ali.
He smiled and said: "This is just a small trouble, and it is very cheap to solve it."
"How much is it?" Yang Ali asked.
"I don't charge money." He Xie shook his head, "As long as you have one percent luck, I can guarantee that the black bear will never come back to harass you."
"Luck, luck!" Yang Ali's eyes suddenly widened, and then she laughed with joy.
"Uncle Da, you are so funny! Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to class soon! Bye, Uncle Da!"
Yang Ali ran away with a smile. He Xie looked at her back, shook his head and sighed, "Business is not easy to do..."
"Hey, old man, two cans of beer!"
At this moment, a gangster with colorfully dyed hair came towards us on a skateboard. Before the person arrived, the shouts came first.
He Xie glanced at him, stood up, dragged his left leg with an iron brace, limped to the shelf, took two cans of beer and brought them to the window.
The gangster picked it up, threw a crumpled bill on the counter, turned around and walked away on his skateboard.
"No need to look for it, old man, haha..."
His slightly proud voice floated from afar.
He Xie looked at the money and saw that there was only one piece. He smiled and shook his head. He smoothed the money with his hands and put it in the drawer. Then he sat back on the recliner and shook it gently.
On the radio, the voice was still babbling and singing: "It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, but like this, they are all left in ruins..."
Under the warm sunshine of early spring, in the slightly drunken breeze, He Xie's heart is as calm as water, calm and calm.
It has been a month since he came to this world.
This is Hong Kong Island in 1992, a mixed world with low martial arts. This time He Xie chose soul wear instead of body armor.
The reason why he made this choice is that in the previous plane, He Xie collected martial arts from all over the world and used all the power of the world to help him destroy the void. In the end, he gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools and wiped out his own martial arts.
Jing, merged into an unparalleled magical skill, which he named the Foundation Building Skill.
With this martial arts, and the fact that he used the Internal Force Traction Device to instill two hundred years of skill into himself, making his internal strength reach six hundred years of accumulation, he finally saw the hope of breaking through the void with force.
But just when he was about to break the shackles of martial arts and break into the void, he gave up.
Because He Xie suddenly discovered that his foundation was still imperfect.
If he chooses to ascend and break through to the next level, there will be too many hidden dangers, which will also greatly limit his development prospects.
The reason is very simple. If a martial artist refines his essence, nourishes his energy, and concentrates his mind, and the three of them develop simultaneously and in a balanced manner, he will naturally break through to the next realm.
However, in He Xie's martial arts, apart from refining the essence, he did a good job in the other two. Qi nourishment was met by cheating, and concentration was simply not achieved.
What he condensed in the world of Tianlong was just "rhyme".
Wuyun.
His foundation-building skill opened up all the meridians in his body, making his body a heaven and earth air hole that can accommodate all rivers. He also forcibly instilled internal energy, making his body reach the limit of life in the Tianlong World, so he had the ability to break the void.
However, he is actually still far behind in the step of concentrating.
First of all, all the martial arts that He Xie came into contact with did not include concentration training methods, which also meant that his foundation-building skills were still not perfect.
