Li Qinglin and his companion went to the pharmacy again and bought two blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicated patches.

Returning to the yard, Li Qinglin immediately checked the condition of the winter insects through the hollow gaps on the surface of the copper furnace. After feeling good, he began to busy himself with his own business.

He lifted up the bed and took out the package from under the wooden board against the wall.

When the earthenware jar containing lard was opened, a unique aroma of fat filled the air. Li Qinglin's mouth immediately began to salivate. It seemed as if the dinner he had just eaten wasted, and his stomach began to growl again.

"As expected, if you are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, without sufficient food resources, you will eventually die from practicing martial arts!"

Li Qinglin muttered to himself, scooped out a piece of lard with a spoon, then cut off half a pound of bacon. After hesitating for a moment, he simply used charcoal to boil some hot water and cooked the bacon.

After a moment, looking at the half fat and half lean, fragrant bacon in front of him, the rosy and attractive color was just like the rouge on the girl's face.

Li Qinglin couldn't help it, and his appetite was immediately aroused. He ate up all the bacon along with the lard in no time.

After the meal, Li Qinglin held his stomach and sat down on the bed in satisfaction, his face full of happiness, and he even began to feel drowsy.

"No, you need to massage your tendons and relax your muscles, otherwise it will hurt more tomorrow!"

Li Qinglin struggled to get up from the bed, wiped his legs with hot water, massaged himself for a while, and then put on the medicine patch.

It’s a pity that the qi and blood in the heart capsule have been used up, otherwise using qi and blood to relieve fatigue would be much better than massage and medicated plasters.

"According to Master Fu Wu, since we are new to standing meditation, our physical fitness and financial resources cannot keep up, so it is best to maintain standing meditation once every three days to prevent the body from becoming too tired.

Of course, if there is a medicinal bath, or even natural treasures to assist, it doesn’t matter if you practice every day.”

Li Qinglin felt the cool effect of the medicine on the patch and endured the pain and climbed onto the bed with great effort.

In the well, the bell-toad, which had grown to the size of an adult's palm, had its eyes slightly closed and was breathing shallowly, having fallen into hibernation.

A piece of moss rolled down from the rock wall and fell into the water, causing faint ripples. Under the ripples, it seemed that something was swimming.

Li Qinglin looked at the full moon outside the window.

"I already have the technique. How can you transform yourself into a free person? Let me see where your limit is!"

…

Luzhuo Gang, one of the garrisons,

Yaping Courtyard.

White walls, black tiles, and bluestone floors.

Several pavilions rise from the ground, exquisitely built and colorfully painted with various bird patterns.

In the attic, the floor was covered with carpets embroidered with soft brocade and satin, and every three steps there was a stove lit for winter heating.

At this time, there was a fifty-year-old man in the hall who looked intimidating without being angry. He paced back and forth with a frown on his face, as if he had encountered some difficulties.

Ah Xi is dead.

He died in a snow pile and no one knew how long he had been dead until he was discovered by children playing a snowball fight.

Ah Xi is a scoundrel who got addicted to gambling in his early years. In order to repay his gambling debts, he sold his parents, but it was still not enough. Fortunately, he has an elder sister at home.

But Ajie ran away quickly and married someone else when she saw that the situation was not good, thus preventing Axi from having any bad intentions.

Regarding Ah Xi's death, his neighbors were not sad, his lovers were not sad, and the head of the village was even less sad.

But he, Xu Peng, the deputy leader of the Luzhu Gang, was very sad! He didn't sleep for a whole day and night, and his hair almost turned white overnight! It was because the notebook that Ah Xi carried with him disappeared! Xu Peng only found out not long ago that Ah Xi actually had such a "bad habit" of taking notes, but before he could take action to correct the wrongs, Ah Xi was gone.

In the hall, gangsters holding knives walked quickly towards them.

"Boss, the temperature has dropped drastically in the past few days. The coroner can only roughly determine that Ah Xi has been dead for no more than half a month."

Half a month? I was drinking with Ah Xi ten days ago!

After hearing what the gang members said, Xu Peng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"What about the whereabouts of the letter?" Xu Peng asked in a low voice, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The gang member hesitated and said bitterly: "The heavy snow covered too many traces. We are still investigating."

The veins on Xu Peng's temples twitched and he slowly sat back in his chair.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Take the brothers back. For the neighborhoods of Huabu Street, Changning Street, and Sajin Street, the collection of the first payment for this month will be suspended, and no goods will be accepted for the time being."

The gang members were a little surprised when they heard this: "You're not going to collect the down payment? The brothers below haven't bought winter clothes yet."

Xu Peng glared at the man and said unhappily, "Who said you won't take it back? Next month, when the things on hand have eased, I will naturally take it back with interest!

As for winter clothes... the folks in Huabu Street are all kindhearted and compassionate people, just ask them and you will have them."

After hearing this, the gang members suddenly realized what was going on and smiled apologetically, "The gang leader is a wise man. I will go and get the brothers back to investigate the whereabouts of the notebook and catch the murderer!"

The gang left quickly.

The hall fell into silence for a long time, with only the occasional crackling of charcoal in the stove.

Xu Peng rested his head on his right hand, thinking about this shantytown. Who did he offend? Da, da da...

The sound of footsteps slowly came from outside the attic.

It was vaguely accompanied by screams that were deliberately suppressed.

Xu Peng looked up suddenly and saw several men in black, some holding knives and some carrying swords, with fierce temperaments, like tigers waiting to devour their prey, walking into the attic.

"Little Fox, Bitter Water Sword, Jade-faced Rakshasa..."

Xu Peng recognized the origins of these people and found out that they were the right-hand men of the leader of the Luzhuo Gang.

His heart sank in horror.

A graceful woman wearing a half fox mask stepped out and greeted, "How is Mr. Xu? Gang Leader Lu hasn't seen Mr. Xu for a long time and is worried about him. It just so happens that the first snow has arrived, so he asked us to come and invite Mr. Xu to come back to the gang to drink wine and enjoy the snow together."

"What if I don't go?" Xu Peng stood up slowly with a blank expression.

"Then...I'm sorry."

Boom! !

Suddenly, a loud and earth-shattering noise was heard in the attic.

Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the walls cracked.

The clash of weapons is like the beat of drums on the battlefield, relentless and deadly.

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The snow is falling heavier.

…

"Strange, have you noticed that there are fewer bugs in the mansion recently?"

"It seems so. There is a termite nest under the Baoxia Pavilion. I don't know who poked it. It saved me some trouble."

At the T-shaped training ground, Master Fuwu was instructing the tenants one by one and correcting their mistakes in standing posture.

While waiting in line, several tenants gathered together and chatted casually.

However, the decrease in the number of insects was just a small matter, and everyone quickly put it behind them and moved on to other topics.

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, wait for me!"

Donkey Face looked at Li Qinglin who was walking quickly in front of him and shouted several times.

Li Qinglin seemed not to hear.

The gate was not closed yet, and when Li Qinglin walked into the training ground, he saw some unfamiliar faces there.

Some of them are new members who have joined in the past two days, and some of them have just recovered from muscle damage and soreness last time and are coming to class again.

After all, the practice of standing meditation while collecting herbs is not easy. Unless there is a herbal bath or even a massage by a specialized doctor, it would be good for an ordinary tenant to maintain the standing meditation once every three or four days.

In the T-shaped training ground, only a few people including Miao Miao and Pang Dazhuang have the financial support to maintain the frequency of standing still every day.

Pang Dazhuang is the man who often says to himself "My path has been fulfilled".

It is worth mentioning that he has no background, but he is just lucky! A few months ago, a groom was so bold as to steal the agate beads from his master's house when he returned home to visit his relatives, and hid them on the dry road. He was beaten to death on the spot.

Afterwards, Pang Dazhuang took the initiative to clean the dirt off the agate beads, carried the corpse for dozens of miles, and carried the coachman back home!

Seeing that he was kind and righteous, the master gave him the agate beads.

Pang Dazhuang took advantage of this to become famous, and within just a few months, he became the most prominent figure in Dingzi Parade Ground.

I heard that some big shots also had a crush on him.

at this time,

Inside the training ground.

When many people saw Li Qinglin, they felt as if they had violated a taboo, as if looking at him any longer would bring them trouble, so they turned around and stopped looking at him.

However, for some reason, in the past few days, the news that Li Qinglin, in order to save money, bypassed Steward Wang and joined the parade ground through Steward Yu spread like wildfire.

Not to mention these people, even Ruan Qi, Zhang Gong and Feng Dao, who had worked with him for a long time, did not dare to eat at the same table with him, and they were like strangers.

Li Qinglin didn't care about this.

Donkey Face caught up with Li Qinglin, gasping for breath.

"Brother Lin, how did you offend Wang Baopi? Well, let's find a way to buy something to apologize to Wang Baopi."

Seeing Li Qinglin's indifferent look, Donkey Face got a little angry and raised his voice.

"Brother Lin, why are you so stubborn? We can't afford to offend Wang Ba right now... Manager Wang, please listen to my advice!"

Having been annoyed by the donkey-faced guy all the way, Li Qinglin felt helpless: "What kind of gift do you think can fill the gap of four taels of silver to fill the gap between you and Manager Wang? One step slower, every step slower! The sixteen-year-old pioneer service is imminent, I can't wait, and neither can you!"

Li Qinglin's gaze was like an arrow, sharp and bright, instantly piercing through the anger that tore apart the donkey's face.

He moved his lower lip, wanting to say something, but in the end just sighed.

The two of them practiced standing still while waiting for Manager Fu's instructions.

Three days later, this was the second time the two came to the training ground.

The few people who were queuing and chatting casually just now suddenly caught Li Qinglin's attention——

"By the way, two days ago, something happened to the roller gang in the shantytown!"

(End of this chapter)