Zhang Xiaotian asked: "Sister said I owe luck, what luck is it?"

The woman was about to speak, suddenly her stomach started to rumble and her face suddenly turned red.

"Eat, eat first. Sister talks while eating." Zhang Xiaotian said as he quickly moved two stools from the corner.

The woman was indeed hungry. She sat down and didn't bother to talk. She scooped a bowl of fish soup first, drank it in one breath, and ate a piece of fish cake in a few seconds. Only then did she breathe a lot of satisfaction, and her posture of picking up the food became elegant and calm.

The woman picked up a piece of sashimi and threw it into her mouth. Although there was no sauce, the natural umami flavor of the sashimi exploded on her taste buds, giving her an unparalleled experience.

"You kid is a good cook and delicious!"

"On average. Sister, continue to talk about the topic just now. I am very interested in practicing martial arts."

Zhang Xiaotian served a bowl of soup for the woman.

The woman picked up the soup bowl and said jokingly: "If you can carry forward this cooking skills in the future, make a living by marrying a wife and having children, you can live your life happily. Why do you need to learn martial arts?"

Zhang Xiaotian's face turned upright and said seriously: "Because I want to become a superior person!"

This sentence is his true words. In the main world, no matter how he practices martial arts, he is just trying to climb up!

"Is it a good person..." The woman's eyes showed a trace of confusion and quickly disappeared. Her eyes looked at Zhang Xiaotian as if she was a little different.

"The luck I am talking about is the luck of practicing martial arts. Anyone who wants to become an outstanding master must start from childhood. As far as I know, everyone wants to learn anything easily, the most important period is within ten years of five to fifteen years old. It is like learning language. After this period of time, the pronunciation is not correct. The same is true for martial arts. If you got the secret recipe of the source power technique four years ago, maybe you can still keep up with your talent, but practice the body technique... Your current level is equivalent to the source power martial artist who has just started and has a foundation too late. No matter how hard he works in the future, he will get half the effort with twice the effort. If you are just a mediocre player who runs errands and is sooner or later, then it would be better not to learn it. Do you understand?"

Zhang Xiaotian held up his chopsticks' hand and froze in the air. After a while, he said bitterly: "What if I go to learn the Yuanli Kung Fu now?"

"You are already sixteen, it's too late!" The woman shook her head, and her face showed a look of unbearability.

Zhang Xiaotian was stunned, feeling his hands and feet cold, and the world seemed to have lost all vitality and meaning.

The woman stopped looking at him and started eating on her own. After a while, she filled her stomach and stood up.

"Stop being idle, boy. If you are willing to learn craftsmanship and make a living, such as being a chef, I can help you, just treat it as repaying what you have done to you."

As he said that, the woman returned to the bedboard and continued to meditate and heal her wounds, and stopped talking.

"I don't want to be a chef."

Zhang Xiaotian was secretly suffering. This source power technique actually had such restrictions, which was far inferior to the cultivation technique.

If this is the case, even if I can learn the source power technique in this world, I will have passed the best opportunity to practice and cannot achieve results in my cultivation.

Wait, it's not right. This woman means that my body has been cultivated too late and my foundation has been built too late, so I can't keep up with the progress.

But the main world itself has no problem. In the five years of the first virtual reality world, my foundation was extremely reliable, and I brought this solid foundation back to the main world.

There is also experience in the world of fairy tales. Although the true essence of the immortal magic practice cannot be brought back to the main world due to the rules of the world, the upper limit of one's body has been infinitely raised.

After doing this, there should be no problem of practicing late or late.

...

Zhang Xiaotian sat blankly on the stool and was thinking, but his heart was not as shocked and disappointed as he showed on his face.

After this conversation, the woman's relationship with Zhang Xiaotian seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, at least it has eased a lot, and is no longer hostile as before.

Zhang Xiaotian also knew the woman's name - Fu Xingyun. The three words are magnificent and not like the name used by a woman.

At the same time, I also knew why she was injured and why she hid in her home.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xingyun was so pitiful. When she was ten years old, her parents and relatives were killed by the Heihu Gang. No wonder the people in the Heihu Gang were killed everywhere.

"Are the Black Tiger Gang?" Zhang Xiaotian secretly woke up, and he must not let people know that Fu Xingyun was hiding here. This huge thing for him was not something he could provoke now.

Two more days later, before dawn, Zhang Xiaotian got up and made a large pot of fresh fish stewed rice. This was Fu Xingyun's food for the day today because he was going to the town today.

The purpose of this trip was to sell rags in name, but in fact, it was to go to Maoye's house to take out the property and help Fu Xingyun inquire about the news.

Facing the morning sun, Zhang Xiaotian carried a burlap bag on his back and set off on the road to the town.

There is a notice board at the entrance of the town. In fact, a large wooden sign more than one meter wide was inserted on the ground. Zhang Xiaotian saw a conspicuous reward notice on the notice board at a glance. The signature below was the Black Tiger Gang.

Fortunately, they didn't know what Sister Xingyun looked like and did not draw pictures to follow her. However, the policeman had met her elder sister, so didn't tell the Heihu Gang?

Fu Xingyun did not hide anything from Zhang Xiaotian, including fighting with Lu Yifan, but he had a high opinion of the policeman and said that this person would not disclose his situation to the Heihu Gang.

Lu Yifan is very famous on Mengke Island. After all, he is the only person who dares to shy faces the three major gangs. After a little inquiry on the way to escape, he learned about Lu Yifan's general situation.

"Behind an upright person is the Lu family, hehe, maybe you can use it in the future."

After confirming Fu Xingyun's judgment of Lu Yifan, Zhang Xiaotian suddenly thought of something nearby. He had studied psychology in his previous life and knew what weaknesses this kind of person with a strong sense of justice had.

He pretended to be curious and stayed in front of the bulletin board for a while. Then Zhang Xiaotian shook his head and walked away, muttering a million-dollar reward in his mouth, looking like a greedy guy who wanted to get the reward but had no choice.

A member of the Black Tiger Gang squatted there opposite the bulletin board. When he saw Zhang Xiaotian's appearance, he couldn't help but sneer. A boy who picked up rags dared to think about the reward!

The spy of the Black Tiger Gang, Zhang Xiaotian, had already discovered it, and he deliberately showed it to him.

As soon as he walked into the town, Zhang Xiaotian immediately found that the atmosphere was wrong, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street. From time to time, one or two black tiger gang members were swaying past the street.

Zhang Xiaotian hurried towards the scrap station with his rag on his back, but no one paid attention to him. Even if someone pays attention occasionally, he won't care.

No one would associate this rag-picking child with the murderer who provoked the Black Tiger Gang.

Just as he was about to reach the scrap station, an arrogant voice came from behind, "That boy, stop!"

Looking back, four men in black stood behind him, looking at him with a smile, and the tiger's head on the chest of the clothes showed their identities.

The person who spoke was a big man with buck teeth, who was now holding his hands in his chest and looking at him with his nostrils.

"My uncles, I wonder what orders are there?" Zhang Xiaotian pretended to be flattering.

"You are lucky, this buck-toothed uncle Hu has taken a fancy to you, haha." A short man behind buck-toothed smiled gloatingly.

Zhang Xiaotian suddenly felt chill.

What does it mean? Have you taken a fancy to me?

Immediately, I took a small step back and opened the distance from the buck teeth.
Chapter completed!