The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 42 "Be careful Zhang Wuyong will beat you up!"

Zhang Wuyong returned home. He went to his bathroom, turned on the light, and looked at himself in the mirror for a while.

It was obviously Tongtong who made me like this.

She even said that my behavior was affecting her studies!
He raised his finger and tapped the glasses on his nose.

It really is a face that people would punch in the face during a fight.

Zhang Wuyong opened the system and looked at his own introduction again.

[Host: Zhang Wuyong. Title: Bloody Hand Slayer!]

【Age: 17】

[Cultivation: Unable to detect due to unknown reasons! ]

He then pointed to the four words "Bloody Hand Butcher".

[Blood Hand Slaughterer: When the demons begin to kill, even immortals and Buddhas will be afraid! When the killing begins, murderous aura surges, and the deterrent power doubles!]

Judging from the introduction, this title will obviously only take effect after killing someone.

For him as a high school student, it is basically useless.

He started brushing his teeth, and when he finished, he held the toothbrush in one hand and the water cup in the other.

The toothbrush and water cup disappeared at the same time and reappeared in his inventory, each occupying one of the three small grids.

I picked up the toothpaste again and tried to put it into the cup of water, but it wouldn't go in.

So he took out the cup first, and then put the toothpaste into the cup.

Then, with a flick of his hand, the cup of toothpaste disappeared. Both the toothpaste and the cup entered the inventory, occupying only one slot.

Try your best to take the college entrance exam first. If you don’t do well, become a magician.

With this skill, even if he doesn't inherit his hundreds of billions of assets, he doesn't have to worry about starving to death.

As for the Supreme Dragon Slaying Sword, Invincible Mandarin Duck Sword, various medicinal herbs, casting materials, etc. in the prop column, forget it.

I looked at the Dream Marriage Talisman again and saw that there were only 3 uses left.

That night, he continued to take out the Xuan Guang Sand, placed it in the four corners, and meditated in the middle of the bed.

The next day I went to school feeling refreshed.

As he entered the campus, many girls looked at him along the way.

Zhang Wuyong didn't like the feeling of being stared at, but he looked back as usual, hoping that they would avoid his sight.

Instead, they smiled at him.

Zhang Wuyong came to his class, and there were already quite a few people there.

Everyone was looking at him.

They felt that there was a handsome guy they didn’t know in their class.

But if you look closely, this handsome guy is the one they used to see every day.

"Zhang Wuyong?" a girl exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuyong walked towards his seat.

Unexpectedly, it was really him. The girl was speechless.

In front of Zhang Wuyong, Zhu Xiaoying was holding a piece of bread and looking up at him.

Then the bread fell, and she looked at him in surprise as he walked towards her with her mouth open.

Seeing the handsome guy walking towards her, she sat next to him and made an empty seat for him.

But Zhang Wuyong had a seat, behind her.

So he took his place.

"Zhang Wuyong, have you changed your hairstyle? Why are you wearing glasses?" Zhu Xiaoying grabbed the bread that fell on her legs and looked back at him.

Zhang Wuyong was too lazy to pay attention to her.

After a while, Qian Shu also came to school.

Qian Shu came to his seat and saw a boy with his hair combed back and wearing glasses, reading a book with his head down.

Qian Shu sat down and turned around to say, "Student, are you sitting in the wrong seat? Be careful or Zhang Wuyong will beat you up!"

Zhang Wuyong looked up at him. "Fuck!" Qian Shu grabbed the table on both sides and almost fell to the ground. "Why are you wearing glasses for no reason? And your hair is combed like this?"

"Is it strange?" Zhang Wuyong raised his glasses again. He was still a little uncomfortable.

Although the people and objects around me are much clearer, I don’t have to squint to see people anymore.

"Very good!" Qian Shu sat up straight again and asked, "You didn't want to change your hairstyle yourself, did you? Did Zhao Yutong ask you to change it?"

"how do you know?"

"Guess!"

During the morning reading class, there was no teacher in charge, only the class monitor Chen Ming led everyone to read English.

In the first math class, Liao Xiumei was still dressed up and entered the classroom holding a stack of papers that she had corrected the night before.

As she stepped onto the podium, she kept looking at the handsome boy sitting in the middle seat.

It took him a while to react: "Zhang Wuyong?" The whole stack of papers slipped from his hands.

Zhang Wuyong was somewhat accustomed to this: "Hello, Teacher Liao!"

"Ah? Okay! Okay!" Liao Xiumei looked at Zhang Wuyong in a daze.

It took him a while to react and he went down to pick up the paper.

Seeing that Teacher Liao was in a panic, Zhang Wuyong had no choice but to go forward and help her pick it up.

The whole class stared at his back.

When the first class was over, some girls were looking into their class from outside.

Some people were called out by students from other classes: "Who is that new handsome guy in your class?"

It took a while before I realized that it was Zhang Wuyong, who was said to be very good at fighting and was a school bully in junior high school.

The girls were all shocked!
Throughout the day, many girls around him added him on WeChat.

But he didn't have a smartphone, which disappointed them because they thought that his statement of not having a smartphone was an excuse for not wanting to add them on WeChat.

Zhang Wuyong didn't take it to heart.

He felt that he was still himself, just wearing a pair of glasses and changing his hairstyle, and nothing had actually changed.

The only girl who knows his good points, understands his good points, and always treats him well from the beginning is the one he truly values.

In the afternoon, the head teacher Dou Hong told them again about the 100-day oath-taking ceremony on Friday.

He looked at Zhang Wuyong and said jokingly, "Zhang Wuyong, you look really different after combing your hair. Why don't you represent our class on stage during the 100-day oath-taking ceremony?"

Zhang Wuyong raised his head and said, "Dad! Please forgive me. I'm not even a class committee member!"

Dou Hong smiled and said, "You want to be a class committee member? I'll arrange one for you now."

The others joined in the commotion, and class monitor Chen Ming shouted, "Zhang Wuyong, just go up on stage. You don't have to do anything anyway. Just follow the representatives from the other classes, and when the class beauty from the next class has almost finished reciting, just shout out the last line with her."

If Zhang Wuyong didn't go, Chen Ming would have to go on stage. But Chen Ming was fat and short, and he didn't want to appear on stage unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Then it's settled!" Dou Hong didn't give Zhang Wuyong a chance to refuse. "It's actually very simple. There will be a rehearsal the day after tomorrow afternoon. As our class's flower, you can just follow the flower from the next class. You two are familiar with each other anyway."

Since his father said so, Zhang Wuyong had no choice.

"Come to think of it!" Dou Hong said jokingly on the podium, "Zhang Wuyong, your eyes used to look fierce, as if you were looking for a fight every day. Could it be that you're nearsighted? This is really disappointing to everyone!"

The rest of the class also laughed.

Zhang Wuyong said stubbornly: "It has nothing to do with myopia."

Then he started saying things like he was really good at fighting and that appearance had nothing to do with fighting.

The classroom was filled with happy laughter.

Although Zhang Wuyong used to look fierce, he was actually quite popular in the class. Although Dou Hong was the class teacher, he had a good temper and always got along well with the students.

Everyone is used to this kind of joke.

That night, after school, Zhang Wuyong took a shower at home and started doing his homework. Before he knew it, he was busy until after midnight.

At the same time, somewhere in the distance, there was a large bedroom with a large bed placed in the middle.

There was also a woman in a silver nightgown on the bed...

(End of this chapter)