Chapter 71 If it's not your car, stand up and pedal
Chapter 71 If it's not your car, stand up and pedal
This time, not only Leon came over to listen, but Tiedan also came over.
There actually are magic spells in the world, and Tan Wenjie paid them to learn them, so it would be a waste if they didn't learn them.
But Tiedan had no basic knowledge at all, and palm thunder was definitely not something an ordinary person could learn by just listening. Tan Wenjie did not teach him in detail, but only told him how to practice it.
For ordinary people, cultivating talent is extremely important, but Leon does not need any talent, he only needs imagination.
"I see!"
When Leon said this, Tan Wenjie knew that he must have thought that he could do it again, but he had never seen himself perform it. What was the difference between the power that Leon imagined and the real one?
"Why do you bite your fingertips?" Leon said, "Because your fingers are connected to your heart!"
Tan Wenjie suddenly had a bad feeling.
As expected, Leon raised his right hand and turned it into a knife, gesturing at his heart: "Why not just cut open the heart, take out the blood and use the spell?"
Tan Wenjie: "Do you have to be so cruel?"
I don't even want to bite my fingers. After learning the palm thunder that has been "strengthened" by Leon, I have to use my heart blood. I'm afraid that even if I learn it, I won't be able to use it in my life.
"Can we try another one?" asked Tan Wenjie.
Leon shook his head: "The rules for practicing spells are very strict, how can they be changed casually?"
You, a mentally ill person, change the settings at will every day, and yet you say that the rules of cultivation are strict.
Then, Leon took out a knife from somewhere, came to Tiedan and gestured on his chest: "I think you have a talent for learning Palm Thunder, Tiedan, do you want to try it?"
“No, no need for that?” Tiedan hugged his chest, but seeing Leon’s knife getting closer and closer, he panicked and hugged the microwave on the table next to him. “I think I have a talent for being a security guard.”
Looking at Leon who was going crazy again, Tan Wenjie knew that this guy was very evil, and could only regard this palm thunder as a skill enhancement gone wrong.
It was just a palm thunder. Tan Wenjie's main purpose was still on the "Lightning Thunder Fist".
Lyon was very enthusiastic about learning, and when he heard about the Lightning Thunder Fist, he became very interested and let Tiedan go for the time being.
"A fist that can discharge electricity?"
Leon listened to Tan Wenjie's abridged cultivation method.
Because Tan Wenjie took the initiative to remove the "swallowing thunder energy" part, he wanted to see if Leon could develop the function directly by practicing boxing without thunder energy, which would make it much easier for him to practice in the future.
Unexpectedly, after frowning and thinking for a while, Leon suddenly said: "No, according to the law of conservation of energy, power will not appear out of thin air."
Tan Wenjie: You're talking nonsense, you haven't practiced any magic power at all, but you still used the semi-automatic sword finger!
"Is it really impossible to practice?" Tan Wenjie asked.
He doesn't know the Lightning Thunder Fist, so he can't demonstrate it. If he doesn't demonstrate it, Leon can't use his imagination to recreate the effect. And if he can't recreate the effect, Leon's mentally ill brain can't fill in the blanks.
Therefore, Tan Wenjie was not sure whether Lyon could successfully practice the Lightning Thunder Fist.
Leon asked very seriously: "I don't understand one thing, where does the electricity come from?"
"Touch the power switch?" Tan Wenjie suggested.
It is always easier to touch the electric switch than to swallow the thunder.
Leon: "Damn, people will die if they touch the switch!"
Damn, what new settings did you add? My friend Ming didn't die even when he touched the electric switch.
No one knows who will win in the end between the Immortal God of War and Leon's golden mouth.
Tan Wenjie added several more ideas, such as touching the battery, shining a flashlight, stuffing the battery into the swallow, or getting a Pikachu tattoo on himself. Unexpectedly, Leon shook his head and denied them all.
He wanted to say more, but when he met Leon's look that said "are you mentally ill?", he felt insulted.
"Another way is to swallow the thunder energy." Tan Wenjie told Leon the authentic practice method.
Is it really that weird?
“Snap!” Leon clapped his hands suddenly, “Yes, that’s it, this explains it!”
After saying that, he suddenly jumped to the front of the open space and threw a set of incomprehensible punches in a very awkward, ungraceful and messy posture that no one could understand.
Zizi, electric light spread around Leon's fingertips.
Crack! The arc of electricity spread to his arm.
boom!
Electric lights were running rampant in the room, and Tan Wenjie reacted quickly, rushed to the bathroom and locked the door.
Then I heard Tiedan shouting, "The microwave exploded!"
"boom!"
Tan Wenjie came out only after the noise outside died down.
Looking at Leon, who still had lightning on his body, he asked, "Didn't you say you should swallow the thunder energy? How did you learn it?"
Even if it is imagination, it must be logical.
"It's very simple!" The lightning on Leon's body dissipated, and he said as a matter of course, "I am a ghost catcher. I have been catching ghosts all my life. I have encountered many very powerful ghosts. When I killed them, I was struck by lightning several times. So their lightning patterns exist in my body. Now I just take them out to practice."
After saying that, Leon looked at Tan Wenjie: “How about it, is it reasonable?”
"Yes, that makes sense." Tan Wenjie nodded, and then he asked, "Can you teach me the specific practice method?"
"Why don't you stick to the cultivation method you taught me? Do less masturbation, it's not good for your brain." Lyon said earnestly.
"So if I practice according to this method, I will definitely be able to learn it?"
“That’s not necessarily true.” Leon shook his head. “Practice depends on talent. Although your talent is only slightly worse than mine, if something is slightly worse, it’s completely not good enough.”
"Fuck!" Tan Wenjie couldn't help but swear, "You're a psychopath, what talent do you have?"
"Don't underestimate the mentally ill. I have one more certificate than ordinary people." Leon waved his hand nonchalantly, "Even if you want to learn, do you have the lightning pattern?"
Tan Wenjie shook his head: "No."
"That's all." Leon walked up to Tan Wenjie, put his arm around his shoulders and consoled him, "I saw that Mr. Li killed his mother. He is an unforgivable bastard. If you kill him on the night of the return of the soul, there will definitely be lightning patterns. I will help you then, but my price is a bit high." "How much?"
"Do you have 1000 yuan?"
"Here" Tan Wenjie took out the money.
The thing he is least afraid of is spending money to solve the problem.
"Okay, I'll help you with that!"
The two turned around and found Tiedan's face was pitch black, his hair was blown away, and he was holding a microwave oven that was emitting smoke in his hand.
"A new hairstyle?"
"Yes." White smoke came out of Tiedan's mouth when he spoke.
"suitable for you."
"Thank you."
The magic class ended when Leon wanted to eat some fruit. Tan Wenjie originally wanted to eat with him, but when he heard about steamed oranges with fermented black beans and watermelon with green peppers and fermented tofu, he immediately said that he had an appointment tonight and couldn't eat too much.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Tan Wenjie came to the Haojing Hotel, but the conversation was not pleasant because he found that Mrs. Li seemed to be a little yandere besides being greedy for money.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Tan Wenjie and Mrs. Li left the hotel together.
Considering that the other party might be very extreme and kill people at random at night, Tan Wenjie decided to reluctantly accept her invitation and go to her house to get some water.
Every time I open the toilet at home, I think of Old Mrs. Li, and it is very inconvenient to go to the toilet.
"Mrs. Li, isn't Xiaorong at home?" Tan Wenjie looked around.
Mr. Li has passed away, but there is no tablet or photo of him at home.
It seemed that the body was also cremated hastily.
Mrs. Li held down her skirt with both hands, revealing her peach-shaped buttocks, which were gently leaning on the corner of the table. The blunt corner of the table touched her buttocks, leaving a dent.
It happened that she was facing Tan Wenjie sideways, and the pressure between her body and the table could be seen clearly.
I don’t know if it was just a coincidence, but the moonlight shining in made her outline hazy.
"Just call me Aqin. Xiaorong has gone to his grandmother's house."
"Okay, Aqin, I haven't given you the 500 yuan today yet. How about this? Here are 5000 yuan. For the next ten days..."
Tan Wenjie thought to himself that this level of seduction was too low-level and he, Tan Wenjie, would not be fooled easily.
So he stood up resolutely and asked: "Can I borrow the phone?"
"Okay." Mrs. Li nodded.
"Hello, this is the building security department, who is this?"
"It's me, Tan Wenjie, is it Tiedan?"
"Oh, Mr. Tan, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Buy me a box..." Tan Wenjie looked up at Mrs. Li and paused, "Forget it, let's just buy ten boxes."
It just so happened that neither of us had eaten much when we went to the Haojing Restaurant today, so we decided to cook a meal on the spur of the moment.
Tan Wenjie is quite good at kneading dough. The trick to kneading dough is to add more water to the dough. Fermentation after kneading is also very important.
Mrs. Li saw that his hands were busy and she was also very hungry, so she took the initiative to come over and help.
"I don't think I have a rolling pin at home."
"Use mine."
"Wow, what a long rolling pin. But you have three girlfriends, it's not good to use their kitchen utensils without permission."
"Just wash it clean."
"That will take a long time."
"It doesn't matter. There's plenty of time."
……
Daybreak, morning.
Because of yesterday's magic, the security guards in the entire building became more active. It was not clear whether there was a ghost or not, but if they could learn magic while making extra money, no one would refuse.
Captain Lu asked, "Today is a very important courage training session. Why is one person missing? Tiedan, I heard that you received a call from Mr. Tan last night. Do you know what he did?"
"I don't know. I only know that Mr. Tan asked me to buy ten boxes of Lan Lingling last night and sent them to Mrs. Li's house."
"Ten boxes?!"
There was an uproar at the scene.
Even Leon couldn't help but pull down his sunglasses.
"Yes, Mr. Tan said he was afraid that Mrs. Li would commit suicide because of love, so he decided to help her figure it out." Tiedan nodded, "And he also said that since it's not his bike, she must stand up and pedal, and he said he would take a day off this morning."
"Okay, since Ajie is not here, let's just start right away." Leon didn't care whether Tan Wenjie came or not. What he wanted to urgently train these people who knew nothing in front of him to save their lives on the Night of the Return of the Soul.
"In the first lesson, I will show you what fear is."
As he spoke, Leon took out a pile of feces from the box.
Captain Lu and other security guards suddenly had a feeling that Tan Wenjie might have known that these things would be used in class today, so he asked for leave.
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(End of this chapter)