The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 7 As Long as You Open Your Mouth
The reason for choosing the throwing skill is that it is simple in action and highly applicable. You can use it with any stone or tile.

It is simply a necessary skill for murder and robbery!

Moreover, this skill has been unanimously praised by many experience-based protagonists. What reason does Mu Sheng have not to choose it?

Well, the main reason is that Mu Sheng doesn’t have any other skills.

The refining panel does not allow Mu Sheng to refine whatever he wants, otherwise he would directly refine the Eight-Nine Profound Art, the Three Pure Ones Taoism, or something like that, wouldn't that be a direct success?

The most basic condition for refining a skill is that Mu Sheng must know how to practice this skill.

Mu Sheng also learned the Eight-Section Brocade during his recuperation period, so he was able to practice it.

But which good person would bother to learn fighting and killing skills?
When he was in college, Mu Sheng did learn military boxing for a few days, but this was a close combat skill.

For someone who had never fought since childhood, Mu Sheng was still a little timid about engaging in close combat with a stranger.

Especially now that he has the golden finger, he values his life even more.

But throwing is different. It is to throw something from a distance. It is powerful and safe, which perfectly meets Mu Sheng's needs.

Even Kakuzu dared to throw shuriken at Hashirama Senju from 800 miles away. This shows how safe this skill is.

And depending on the different thrown objects, the throwing skills can also form different levels of lethality.
You can use stones, bricks and the like to repel the enemy, you can use throwing knives to kill the enemy directly, and if you use grenades or something like that, it will be a human mortar.

If someone stands in the way of a person, he will kill someone; if someone stands in the way of a Buddha, he will kill the Buddha!
Of course, this thing is not easy to make, and it is too ostentatious, which does not fit Mu Sheng’s low-key character.

"Brother Bingkun, why are you up so early?"

A full-bodied voice came from outside the yard. Mu Sheng looked up and found that it was Aunt Qiao's daughter, Qiao Chunyan.

"It's Chunyan, you're here early too, where are you going?"

"Let's go to the public bathhouse. It's my turn on duty today." Qiao Chunyan stared at Mu Sheng with her eyes wide open, as if she wanted to eat him.

"Oh, okay. Go ahead then. Don't be late. I also have to go back and wash up. See you later!"

After Mu Sheng said this, he turned around and went back to the house under Qiao Chunyan's angry gaze.

Although Qiao Chunyan was still very straightforward and generous at this time, and had not become selfish because of the torture of life, Mu Sheng still did not intend to provoke her.

After all, he already has Zheng Juan, and if he hooks up with another one, he'd easily be dragged down as a target.

Taiping Hutong, Zheng family.

In the dilapidated courtyard, Zheng Guangming was sitting under the eaves of the door, polishing the bottom of the glass bottle in his hand with a stone.

The eye disease he had from birth prevented him from playing with his peers. In the past years, only the blurry light gathered in his eyes through the bottom of the glass bottle could bring him some comfort.

"Dingling~"

A familiar ringtone attracted his attention. Zheng Guangming quickly raised his head and smiled in the direction of the sound: "Brother Bingkun, you are here!"

Over the past year, Mu Sheng would go to the Zheng family's stall to help out whenever he had time.

Faced with his obvious intentions, Zheng Juan had no intention of refusing at all, and soon the two of them became friends.

Zheng Guangming also recognizes and likes this brother-in-law who always likes to rub his head from the bottom of his heart.

After parking the bicycle, Mu Sheng walked up to Xiao Guangming and rubbed his head with some heartache.

Then he took out a wooden cart from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand: "Look what I brought you."

"It's a small car, made of wood." Zheng Guangming kept groping with his hands, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "Thank you, Brother Bingkun!"

"Like it?"

"I like it. I like everything Brother Bingkun gives me." Zheng Guangming said seriously.

For Zheng Guangming, Mu Sheng is a very special existence. In his short life, life was always dark. His family tried their best, but they could only barely make ends meet.

He didn't know what the future would be like, and he didn't dare to think about it. Until Mu Sheng appeared, like a beam of light that cut through the darkness, bringing him color and hope, and he finally had someone he could rely on.

"Little brat, how can you talk so well?" Mu Sheng was touched by Xiao Guangming's cuteness. He held his little head with both hands and rubbed it hard.

Zheng's mother and Zheng Juan in the room heard the noise outside and came out.

"Bingkun is here!" Zheng's mother laughed when she saw Musheng and held his hand tightly, "Come if you want. Why did you bring toys for Guangming again? It's such a waste of money."

"It's not a waste. I made it myself. It doesn't take much effort. It's just a little rough. As long as Guangming likes it, it's fine."

"I like it, of course I don't like it." Seeing how nice Mu Sheng was to Guangming, Zheng's mother smiled even more happily. "Oh, you're here to pick up Juan'er to go out and play, right? Look at me, an old woman, always wasting time."

Mother Zheng suddenly reacted, loosened her hand, patted her head, and pulled her daughter forward: "Juan'er, I got up early in the morning to pack, just waiting for you to come!"

"Mom, why are you saying this?" Zheng Juan said with some embarrassment.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's not something shameful."

"Mom~"

"Okay, Mom won't say any more. You two can talk." Mother Zheng took little Guangming's hand and said, "Guangming, let's go inside."

After the two left, Mu Sheng didn't say anything, just looked at the girl in front of him with a smile on his face.

The shyness on Zheng Juan's face has not yet disappeared, and her eyes are full of the tenderness of a young girl who is just beginning to fall in love. When she sees her lover, it's like a juicy grape, which makes people want to swallow it in one bite.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you because you were a little weird today."

"Strange?"

"It's so pretty!"

"Oh, you are saying these jokes again, you have no shame!" Although Zheng Juan said this, the smile on her face bloomed like a flower.

Facts have proved that in front of someone who likes you, cheesy love words can also be very touching, but whether they are cheesy or not depends on who they are.

"How can it be a joke? This is what I really think." Mu Sheng took Zheng Juan's hand and put it on his chest: "If you don't believe me, feel it."

Zheng Juan was startled and quickly pulled back her hand: "What are you doing? My mom and the others are still in the inner room!"

"What are you afraid of? Who knows, you might be happy to do it." Mu Sheng smiled and didn't force her.

After entering the house and saying hello to Zheng's mother and Xiao Guangming, he rode the old 28-inch bicycle and drove out of Taiping Hutong with Zheng Juan in tow.

Casting a sweet shadow under the morning sun.

It was not until four or five o'clock in the afternoon that the two of them went to pick up Zheng's mother and Xiao Guangming who were setting up stalls, and they closed the stalls and went home together.

Although the two of them didn't go anywhere particularly fun the whole day, Zheng Juan's heart was full of happiness and joy.

Unlike the original drama, she did not experience the torture of being raped, unexpectedly pregnant, or having her husband die.

Zheng Juan is not numb to life yet, and the appearance of Mu Sheng also gives her beautiful expectations for the future.

Guang character piece, Zhou family.

Li Suhua was already preparing dinner.

"Mom, what are you cooking today? Is there meat?" Mu Sheng started yelling before he even entered the house.

"You went out for a walk early in the morning, and when you come back you want to eat meat." Li Suhua couldn't help nagging: "Use the time you spend thinking about eating meat on doing something else."

Mu Sheng couldn't help but laugh a few times when he heard that, and then stopped talking. This was his daily greeting, and if he said it more often, Zhou's mother would take it seriously.

"You're still laughing, why don't you come and help."

Seeing that the old lady was a little angry, Mu Sheng hurried forward to help: "Mom, you always tell me to do more work, how do you know that I don't do any work?"

"How dare you say that? Ever since you started working at the lumber mill, you haven't read much. At that time, I thought you were sensible and motivated."

"Isn't it because I'm too tired from work? Besides, I just watched less, not stopped watching." Mu Sheng defended, "Besides, I'm really busy with other things right now."

Li Suhua looked at him in disbelief.

"Hey, you still don't believe me, I'm going to tell you, it's really serious, what should we do?" Mu Sheng pretended to be angry.

"If it's serious business, our family will have one more meat meal every week." Li Suhua didn't think her son had any serious business, so she replied casually.

"Okay, you said it, don't go back on your word." Mu Sheng put down the work in his hands and looked at Li Suhua: "Mom, do you want a daughter-in-law?"

"What?" Li Suhua was stunned for a moment, wondering if she had heard it wrongly.

"I said, do you want a daughter-in-law? As long as you open your mouth, I will bring her back to you."

(End of this chapter)