"Uncle Da, come with a ham sausage."

Just as He Xie was sleeping lazily on the reclining chair in the middle of the grocery store, half asleep and half awake listening to the radio program of babbling and singing Kunqu opera on the radio, a clear and sweet voice came from outside the window.

He Xie didn't move, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he said lazily, "Is it something to eat or use?"

The girl outside the window was obviously startled: "Use? Oh, I use it to eat, hee hee."

He Xie laughed, 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 just started to move, her expression was slightly nervous, and it seemed that she had been waiting for this scene to appear.

Whoosh.

The ham came flying, and the girl held it in her hands, and immediately happily whispered "Yeah" with a wide-eyed smile.

"Uncle Da, I think you must be very good at playing golf!" The girl smiled and said while paying, "How about it, are you interested in trying it?"

"Is Golf the same writer from the former Soviet Union? Why should I hit him?" He Xie opened her eyes slightly, pretending to be puzzled to tease her.

The girl was so amused that the branches trembled and giggled.

"No Uncle Lada! That writer's name is Gorky!" The girl corrected with a smile.

"Gorky?" He Xie still looked puzzled, "Isn't that the lighthouse's master of success?"

The girl laughed even harder: "That's Uncle Carnegie!"

"I know Carnegie, foreigners are fast food." He Xie said as a matter of course.

The girl covered her stomach with laughter, and her tears were about to fall: "Giggle... KFC, Uncle Da! I can't do it! I can't do it, Uncle Da... Don't make fun of me!"

He Xie smiled and closed his mouth.

He's not a flowery mouth, or he likes to see the waves when the girl laughs and the branches tremble.

He simply likes to hear the laughter of young people, that's all.

The girl stopped when she was tired of laughing, her face flushed red. She is not young, but her body is already very mature, like a tempting red apple.

He Xie recognized her, her name was Ali, Yang Ali.

He had known the girl since before she introduced herself.

"Uncle Da, can you really solve any trouble?" Yang Ali asked curiously, pointing to the "Trouble Terminator" sign hanging on the side of the grocery store.

There should have been the words "coward savior", but He Xie replaced it ten days ago. There is also a signboard of ancient Chinese boxing, which was also removed by He Xie.

"Of course," He Xie said leisurely, "Even if Godzilla came ashore, aliens invaded, world wars or something, it's just trivial to me."

Yang Ali covered her mouth and smiled: "Is it because I want a star, can you pick it off for me too, Uncle Da?"

He Xie said solemnly: "Sorry, the store only accepts business on Earth at present."

"Cut!" Yang Ali smiled and waved her hand, "It's the same as the truth."

"But I've been really troubled recently!" She frowned slightly, then changed the topic, and said in distress, "Our center's bishop, Black Bear, has been harassing me recently, and I told him that he's not my type. Hey, but he still stalks me, and always looks disgusting and self-righteous, oh, so annoying!"

He Xie glanced at the dragon-seeking ruler placed by the window, which pointed directly at Yang Ali.

He smiled and said: "This is just a small trouble, it's very cheap to solve it."

"How much is it?" Yang Ali asked.

"I don't accept money." He Xie shook his head, "As long as you are 1% lucky, I can guarantee that the black bear will never go back to harass you."

"Luck, anger!" Yang Ali's eyes widened, and then she laughed again.

"Uncle Da, you are really funny! Okay, I won't tell you, I'm about to go to class! Bye, Uncle Da!"

Yang Ali smiled and ran away, He Xie looked at her back, shook her head and sighed, saying with emotion, "Business is not good..."

"Hey, old man, two cans of beer!"

At this moment, a gangster with colorful hair came over here on a skateboard. Before anyone arrived, the cry came first.

He Xie glanced at him, got up and dragged his left leg on the iron stand, limped to the shelf, took two cans of beer and brought it to the window.

The gangster picked it up, threw a crumpled bill on the counter, turned around and walked away on the skateboard.

"Don't look for the old man, haha..."

His slightly smug voice drifted far away.

He Xie glanced at the money, only one piece, he smiled and shook his head, smoothed the money with his hands, put it in the drawer, then sat back on the reclining chair and shook it gently.

On the radio, the voice was still singing: "It turns out that all the purple and red blossoms are blooming, and it seems like this is all paid to the broken well and the ruins..."

Under the warm sun of early spring, in the slightly drunken breeze, He Xie's heart was like still water, and the waves were calm.

It has been a month since he came to this world.

Here is Hong Kong Island in 1992, a mixed world of low martial arts. And He Xie chose soul wear this time, not body wear.

The reason why he made such a choice is because in the previous plane, although He Xie collected the martial arts of the world, and used the power of the world to help him break the void, in the end, he gathered the strengths of a hundred schools and put his martial arts to waste. Jing, merged into an unparalleled divine art, which he named - Foundation Building Art.

With this martial art, and he used the internal force traction instrument to instill two hundred years of skills for himself, making his internal force accumulated for six hundred years, he finally saw the hope of breaking through the void by force.

But at the moment when he was about to break the shackles of martial arts and shatter 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 realm, there are too many hidden dangers, which greatly limits his development prospects.

The reason is very simple~lightnovelpub.net~ martial arts practitioners, refining, nourishing qi, and concentrating, all three develop simultaneously and balancedly, and they will naturally break through to the next realm.

However, He Xie's martial arts, in addition to refining fine, the other two, nourishing qi is to meet the requirements through cheating, and the concentration simply fails to achieve.

What he condensed in the Tianlong world was nothing but "rhyme".

Wu Yun.

His foundation-building skills opened up all the meridians in his body, making his body a qi point of heaven and earth, and he forcibly instilled internal force, making his body reach the limit of life in the Tianlong world, so he had the ability to break the void.

However, in the step of concentrating, he is still far behind.

As a result, all the martial arts that He Xie came into contact with actually did not have a concentrated cultivation method, which also meant that his foundation-building skills were still not perfect.

Second, He Xie's mood is lacking.

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