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Chapter 109

Zhang Chang's life is very hard, at least in Yi Kemao's opinion.

After two days, Yi Kemao asked Chen Tianlin to stop, but he consumed too much and almost fell down, but he finally saved Zhang Chang's life.

The process of saving Zhang Chang was very dangerous. Yi Kemao had not handled such a situation for many years. His skills were a little unfamiliar. He was almost retaliated by the evil spirits in Zhang Chang's body several times. Fortunately, his ability was still there, so he could handle it at the last moment.

However, for Zhang Chang himself, Yi Kemao was not sure whether living like this was a good thing.

"Without an arm, the meridians of the body were dry, the bones were brittle, and the organs were seriously damaged, and they could no longer withstand the tossing." Yi Kemao poured himself a glass of water, grabbed a piece of dry cake on the table and stuffed it into his mouth slowly. He hadn't eaten or drunk for two days, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tsk, it's good to survive, it's better than to die, right? Zhang Chang's bastard is a tough bastard. It's good. If you can't fight and kill in the future, live honestly. Maybe you'll be a rich man and get eighty wives, haha, happy!"

The rich man? Eighty wives? Happy?

Chen Tianlin did not take Xie Qian's obvious insincere words. He knew that perhaps Zhang Chang would have to work hard to pass the hurdle in his heart after he woke up.

When he opened the door and saw the worried men outside, Chen Tianlin waved his hand, said, "It's okay, it's all gone", and left by himself. Xie Qian was also walking out together.

"call......"

Zhang Chang was not dead, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Bai Dengshan also started to operate again. However, Zhang Chang's affairs were so heavy that everyone was in the hearts of everyone. I didn't ask, but I remembered clearly that the account would not be settled like this.

The next few days seemed to have no change, but every night, there were always killing in groups of three or three before being recalled from outside. These people were sent out to complete the tasks, and they were called back in advance, compensation and other things. Bai Dengshan seemed to care about it.

Mo Li also lived his life as usual, but he clearly felt that the atmosphere on Bai Dengshan was becoming more compact quietly, as if everyone was deliberately tightening their nerves and guarding for something.

It was six days later to see Zhang Chang again.

At noon, Mo Li was attacking the third time, holding Dahaiwan, chewing in his mouth very violently. Suddenly, he heard the atmosphere in the canteen slightly change, and a familiar breath came in.

"Brother Zhang!?"

"Zhang Touer! Are you okay?"

"Haha, everyone, look at it! I'll just say that Brother Zhang is nothing, right?"

"Yes, yes! Zhang Tou'er is tough!"

......

Mo Li also made a fuss as he knocked on the bowl, but he knew that he was playing, and the big and thick men around him were also playing, and they were all acting poorly but very serious.

As long as you are not blind, you can't call Zhang Chang "nothing" if you see him appearing.

Zhang Chang was laughing, very heroic, but he would cough twice from time to time, saying that it was because there was a problem with his lungs and was not healed. He asked for a meal in the canteen, sat at the same table and chatted, and said that he was preparing to go down the mountain to find another life.

"Boss Xie bought hundreds of acres of good land in Licheng, as well as more than a dozen shops and a big house. If you pass by, you must come to see me in the future. Remember, my house is called Zhang Mansion, and I will change my name to Zhang Baishan in the future! Do you know?"

The breath is wrong!

The killers followed Zhang Chang's words and joked loudly, saying that they would definitely go to defeat Zhang Chang, a big family, in the future, and their eyes turned red unconsciously.

Zhang Chang lost the breath of a monk, and even breathed in chaos. The state of his body showed that he had not recovered from illness for a long time. With Zhang Chang's words, everyone knew that Zhang Chang had saved his life this time, but he was useless.

A leader who is a white mountain, just like this, has become an ordinary person. He wants to change his appearance and become a rich man?

Unspeakable sadness.

Mo Li's eyes were also red, but he didn't cry. He knew that it would be difficult to see Zhang Chang again after seeing him this time. Because even though he knew that Zhang Chang would settle in Licheng in the future, he would not come to the door easily, because Zhang Chang, who was easily disturbed, would easily bring unnecessary troubles to the door. Now Zhang Chang can't stop those troubles.

In the evening, Zhang Chang left Bai Dengshan. The two brothers of Bai Dengshan were sent down the mountain. A group of killers laughed and waved goodbye with red eyes. They all looked heroic and cheerful, but they all secretly turned their heads and wiped their eyes.

"Zhang Chang is lucky. Those who can run or jump are still alive. If you leave this place, you may be able to taste the real way of living." Chen Tianlin arrived next to Mo Li at some point, and his tone was calm.

"Living is not a lucky thing sometimes." Mo Li sighed a little. After staying on Baideng Mountain for so long, how could he not know the nature of these martial artists? None of them is a greedy person who is afraid of death, but more of them are pursuing breakthroughs in martial arts and self-control of power. Being a sick and ordinary rich man? This is more cruel than letting these martial artists die. Otherwise, how could these men who are used to bleeding cry?

"Let's go, I haven't checked your progress in practice for a few days. Go to the pavilion on the back mountain. I heard that you have been practicing there recently?"

"Yes, teacher, you said that you should also be more down-to-earth in your practice, so I moved outdoors. Now I am used to it. Blowing the mountain breeze and feeling the sunshine and rain really helps you calm down." Mo Li's tone was a little different from usual, and he was greatly affected by Zhang Chang's incident.

Chen Tianlin nodded, patted Mo Li's shoulder a few times, and walked in front of him. He thought to himself: This child seems to have grown a piece of his body again? The child just grows fast. It is probably going to be taller than me in a few years, right?

After passing through the complex, turning onto the path, and then passing through a small forest, the small pavilion that could only accommodate three or two was imprinted into the eyes.

The pavilion is made of thick stone, and it looks rough and has no shape. But when you walk into the pavilion, you will see it open. The mountains and ridges outside Bai Deng Mountain are at a glance, accompanied by the few clouds and mists, which will make people feel instantly open and comfortable.

Chen Tianlin's exam is all-round. It is not only the use of external means of talisman cultivation, but also the internal soul nourishment progress. Sometimes, he even asks Mo Li about some strange stories in the world of cultivation.

In fact, Mo Li has experienced this kind of school exam many times. Not only Chen Tianlin will come to check his cultivation progress regularly, but Xie Qian will also come to check whether he is lazy. After all, compared to the "leisure" talisman cultivation system, martial arts practice life is much harder.

"Disciple, your characteristics are very special! When ordinary people reach your soul energy, they have already entered the realm of painting talismans, and you are still far apart, with enough quantity but lacking quality. Don't worry, this is not necessarily a bad thing. There are also the benefits of slowness. Maybe once you enter the realm of painting talismans, it will be very different from the realm of painting talismans, as I know it?"

Chen Tianlin was as satisfied with Mo Li as ever. Even if Mo Li's progress was slow, he was not annoyed. He knew that Mo Li's talent and diligence were only temporary, so there was no need to hurry. So he always comforted Mo Li, worried that the child would be impatient and would disrupt the rhythm of his practice.
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