Chapter 49 Failure
Time flies by very quickly. Yue Hongling left in a blink of an eye and it was the near month. The first month passed silently. It was February and spring was blooming.
The medicine has been used up. Not only is the Qi Xue Powder that I bought not enough to prepare the medicine, but it is also not enough for daily medicinal baths. Because Zhao Changhe recently sent people everywhere to buy medicine, and Fang Buping also heard about it and started to rush to buy it. There is no more medicine, not even in the surrounding towns.
What’s even more terrible is that after a long period of recuperation, Fang Buping finally recovered from the injury suffered by Suzaku.
In the past two months, Zhao Changhe had made a lot of money due to the "challenge" of the fools. He only gave a symbolic amount of the money to the branch, indicating that Beimang Village was still a subordinate of the Blood God Sect. As for Fang Buping, he had asked for half before. Give him **** to eat.
But early this morning, Fang Buping sent people, five to six of them, arrogantly asking for half of the resources.
After the injury is healed, you will be arrogant. After months of holding in your dissatisfaction with Zhao Changhe, it is time to vent.
“Zhao Village Master, is Beimang Village a village of the Blood God Sect? Does Zhao Village Master want to stand on his own feet?”
"Haha, what does this brother say? He is a brother in the church, sitting around sitting down."
The visitor looked at the sky: "Master Fang said that he had previously agreed with Master Zhao that half of the income from the village every month would be handed over to the branch. But last month, the village handed over eighty-eight taels. What does this mean? The helmsman helped you solve the government's suppression of bandits that you made an appointment with, and there were no officers or soldiers to disturb you for several months, right? "
Zhao Changhe sneered in his heart, the government didn't come? What do you think Cui Yuanyong is here for? With him here, why do you need the government of this small town? He can just serve Master Cui to eat, drink and have sex.
The reason why people don't take action is either because Yue Hongling is here, or because his identity is weird and it doesn't matter whether he is unfair to you or not? On the contrary, what about Lin Feihu? Isn’t it the trouble caused by Fang Buping?
After all, he didn't say that. He leaned on the main seat and said leisurely: "What everyone agreed on was the income from the cottage, but the income in these two months is basically the bonus that I and others challenged. That is my personal income, and it is thrown into the public treasury." I treat you all as brothers and share the blessings. It doesn’t mean that the eighty-eight taels given to you is already a lot. Just ask any brother, is this true? "
A group of copycat bandits were standing around coweringly, with different thoughts.
Speaking of which, what the boss said is indeed true. The income from the village is very small, and it is still obtained from hunting animals. The things that Mrs. Yazhai suggested have just been planted and have not yet yielded any results... The income in the village now is indeed a personal challenge for the boss. The bonuses are selflessly thrown into the public treasury and used together. The best others can do in this matter is to dig a trap, which is really a blessing.
The boss’s conduct as a person is beyond praise, he is very loyal.
But how should I put it, taking sides may not just depend on your personality.
After all, Fang Rukang finally has a high porch, and is a clear boss in the teaching. Who dares to openly stand on your side?
Some people are even thinking, the so-called no income is because you are suppressing it and not letting others grab it. Otherwise, how can there be no income? Now we are not considered bandits, why should we leave this kind of land?
These people are not forced to rebel by the government, they are all second-rate or have committed crimes. If they were willing to farm honestly before, who the **** would go up the mountain...
The visitor laughed loudly: "Which of your brothers agrees with you? You are the owner of the cottage. Isn't your income the same as the cottage's income?"
Zhao Changhe took in everyone's expressions and smiled slightly: "That's right. Dashan, take this envoy brother to the warehouse and get half of the things."
So someone else looked bad.
Those are everyone's things. Half of them were given away with empty words, and my heart was bleeding. Recently, no fools have dared to challenge us. Where can we get so many resources? If you move like this again, you will have to eat dirt again.
But no one echoed the boss just now, what about now?
Zhao Changhe wanted to laugh in his heart, and said leisurely: "Okay, let's go to three study companions... Oh no, go and have a few people to serve the helmsman. Make a room in the best room. Tonight's roast lamb, remember to put the leg of lamb Leave it to your honorable brothers to enjoy. Let’s call it a night.”
After saying that, he didn’t care about the different expressions in the Juyi Hall, he stood up and left leisurely.
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Outside the back mountain pool, the water is still clear and clear, there is no snow around, the trees have sprouted new branches, and the flowers and grass are fragrant everywhere. The wild geese return to the south and sound in the sky.
Zhao Changhe stood silently for a while, then suddenly opened his three-stone bow, without even taking aim, and shot an arrow at the returning geese flying high in the sky.
Zhao Changhe did not go to pick it up. With his far sight, he could already see clearly the wound on the wild goose. It was not penetrated by an arrow, but the body was turned into a big hole by the spiral whistling blood evil energy. The wound was surrounded by swirling blood. The blood was so violent that the bones were shattered and cracked inch by inch.
The bow and arrow have now been completed, and the eyes and ears are clear, as if reflected in the heart. If there is no breakthrough in skill, everything will be at a bottleneck. Lack of medicinal materials made it difficult to cook without rice. Zhao Changhe had no choice but to slow down his ambitious pace, and at the same time he became more determined to leave.
The resources required for even the second and third levels are not enough. What should I do if I cultivate to a higher level?
Fang Buping’s envoy has left, but apparently he will come again to continue to cause trouble. As Yue Hongling said, since the fate is here, it is the fuse, and this period of recuperation should come to an end.
He thought for a moment, hid his bow and arrows behind a tree by the pond, and strode away.
Even if he feels that it is not enough, Zhao Changhe still plans to try to break through the third level tonight. Whether he succeeds or fails, he will have to worry about it.
Tomorrow will be the awakening of insects. The insects have broken through the ground, but how can the dragon hide?
He returned to the house, took the last bucket of medicated bath, drank the last medicated soup, bathed and changed clothes, and slowly assumed a strange posture.
The third level of Blood Evil Technique is no longer a crouching horse stance. The current posture looks very shameful like the statue of David, and it has to slowly change positions. It is even more shameful... but it is more conducive to the movement of Blood Evil and is more convenient. It is beneficial to penetrate blood gas from blood vessels and muscles into muscles, bones and internal organs.
When the blood evil spreads externally and internally, the blood evil skill can be completed. Yue Hongling's judgment is naturally correct. This is indeed a skill with a high upper limit. Among the many types of external skills, there are only a few that can train the bones and internal organs.
It’s just that the later the stage, the more energy supplements are needed, and the pain becomes...
He could clearly feel the evil energy rushing through his blood, penetrating outwards, entering his skin, and spreading to his fascia... Slowly, severe pain began to invade, his blood began to rise, his mind became more and more violent, and he just wanted to tear apart what he saw in front of him. Everything, venting the violence in the heart, and also venting the pain of the body.
Zhao Changhe knew that if there were outsiders around, they would see his eyes bright red at this time, and his whole person would look like a wild beast about to fall into violence.
While reason was not yet gone, Xia Longyuan's technique began to work. A ray of coolness entered the atrium from the perineum, traced back to the heart, and then went up to the spiritual platform to protect the immortality of the aura.
But the more awake I am, the more unbearable the pain becomes. In a sense, the violent blood evil technique is also a way for you to ignore or vent your physical pain. It just depends on whether you are willing to be a human being...
Of course Zhao Changhe is not willing.
Signs of true energy travel from the Dantian through the meridians, spreading through the muscles and bones, soothing the pain in the body.
Whether it was Xia Chichi who helped at first, or now he relies on Xia Longyuan's skills, internal strength has always helped to alleviate the shortcomings of the Blood Evil Technique, rather than eliminate it. The real way to eliminate it is the blood-fixing pill that Teacher Sun gave him back then, but to this day, Zhao Changhe has not taken even one.
Once you become dependent on something like that, you will never be able to be independent again.
It is enough to relieve the internal function... How can a man with strong bones not survive that little pain?
In a daze, he seemed to hear a noise outside, and someone seemed to be knocking on the door. Zhao Changhe was confused and didn't pay attention. He still worked tirelessly to hit the final hurdle.
I don’t know how long I have endured it, but Zhao Changhe could already feel the sweat soaking through his clothes, but the fascia that the blood evil tried to break through was still a little bit behind.
Just a little bit.
No matter how many times you endure the pain, if the intensity is not enough, it is not enough.
There is not enough energy, not enough medicine, and the time is too short.
After all, he is not a genius that was favored by nature.
"Fuck you!" Zhao Changhe opened his eyes angrily and kicked the bathtub beside the house to pieces. The medicinal bath flowed all over the floor, declaring the failure of this breakthrough.
“Boss, boss!” I seemed to hear the movement inside the house. Someone outside shouted anxiously: “Boss, you are finally awake...”
Zhao Changhe panted tiredly and said angrily: "What's the matter!"
“Someone broke into the stronghold at night and was trapped in a trap... But her sword skills are so powerful that everyone was in a stalemate with her for half an hour, but they still couldn’t take her down..."
(End of this chapter)