The golden crow rises high in the sky, and the morning light breaks.

People were clearing snow on the wide streets leading to the inner city of Fengxian County, and snow was piled up nearly as high as a person on both sides of the street.

The inner city is not as noisy as the outer city, but rather seems quite quiet.

The tall buildings are simple and majestic.

Most of the pedestrians walking through the area were of noble appearance and dressed in brocade clothes, and there were also many martial artists.

Occasionally there would be vendors on the roadside, but they would not dare to solicit business loudly for fear of offending the nobles.

But perhaps because it is winter, there are more charcoal sellers on the road.

These people are residents of the outer city or even the shanty towns. In order to save travel expenses, they often set out the day before and walk all night to reach the inner city.

Although you enter the inner city, you have to pay an additional city tax.

But the old men in the inner city are often very generous, so selling charcoal in the inner city is also a profitable business.

"Sir, this is the newly burned black charcoal this year. The fire is just right. Would you like to take a look?"

"My lord, my lord, this is silver charcoal. There will be no smoke or dust in the house when it is burned. If you just ask, I will carry it to your house immediately!"

Seeing people dressed as servants from a large family passing by, the charcoal sellers leaned out and anxiously tried to sell their own charcoal.

Among them, there was a hunchbacked old man wearing thin and ragged clothes, with sunken cheeks and a thin face. He was silently turning the charcoal and did not actively solicit business.

But his eyes were always fixed on the opposite side, a particularly majestic mansion.

The two words "Palace" sparkled brightly in the morning light.

After a while, several tenants walked out from the back door of the palace.

The old man's heart moved, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he spread out the ordinary charcoal on the surface of the charcoal jar, revealing the pieces of charcoal underneath that were shaped like plum blossoms and actually exuded a faint sandalwood scent!

"Gentlemen, would you like to see my red radish charcoal?!"

A tenant servant of the palace passed by a charcoal shop and stopped when he heard the words "red charcoal".

Pick up two pieces of charcoal and knock them together. There is a clanging sound of metal colliding, and your hands won’t get dirty. You can even hold them in your hands and play with them.

The tenants of the palace were immediately surprised.

"It's really red radish charcoal?! Father-in-law, I want all of this charcoal!"

He didn't even ask the price, but urged the old man to take the charcoal jar and follow.

Red radish charcoal is a good thing. Different from ordinary charcoal, this kind of charcoal needs to be added with agarwood powder and benzoin powder when burning, and it needs to be tanned repeatedly, which takes a long time!

After being lit, there is no charcoal smoky smell, but a light fragrance will spread.

It is the favorite thing of the young ladies in the palace during the winter.

The old man pushed a wooden cart and came to the back door of the palace with several tenants.

At the back door, several martial artists were guarding and patrolling.

Even in the freezing cold winter, they all wear short tights, with swords on their waists, and look murderous.

"That's enough. Here, I'll give you the money! If you have more red radish charcoal in the future, you must send it to my palace. The price is not a problem!"

The old man bent his waist, a smile filled his wrinkles, and quickly took the purse.

But his eyes passed through the martial artist at the door and saw inside the palace.

"Old Yu Yuan, it seems that you have really left the city."

"Li Si, Hou Huanhua, you guys never imagined that I, Lu Zhangke, would return to the inner city after so many twists and turns, right?!"

"The palace? Even though it's heavily guarded, you can still come and go with me. But where is that thing hidden?"

The old man felt a faint sense of pride.

Things that happen in the dark may seem simple, but it is not easy to break through the barrier from the outer city to the inner city without revealing any flaws amidst the heavy blockades and the dragnet.

The old man's eyes lingered, as if he wanted to memorize the layout of the back door of the palace.

But, suddenly.

His vision froze, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and a huge wave of emotions surged in his heart, as if he had seen something unimaginable.

"Is it him? That's right, this aura, although its appearance has changed a lot, it is definitely him!"

"How come he...isn't dead yet? I took my heart and forged my divine will. He has no heart, how can he still be alive?!"

There was a strong fear in the old man's eyes. He immediately lowered his head and dared not look any longer. He turned around and pushed the wooden cart away.

…

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Wang’s house, inside the back door.

Li Qinglin, Donkey Face and others were temporarily assigned to shovel the snow on all the hanging flower doors in the courtyard.

At this time, Li Qinglin's face was pale, his pupils were dilated, and his whole body was wet with cold sweat, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Upon seeing this, Donkey Face immediately put down the shovel and other tools in his hands and helped Li Qinglin to sit aside.

Just now, that feeling...

Who is it? Who is looking at me? The heart toad in Li Qinglin's body chirped for no reason. This situation only happened to Li Qinglin when he left the mansion a month ago and was searched by the Dian Li Si.

Li Qinglin vaguely understood something, and he immediately raised his head and looked out the back door.

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The martial artist stood guard, and several tenants were carrying charcoal urns with happy faces.

Further away, it is...

An old man pushing a wooden cart walked away tremblingly and unsteadily.

Li Qinglin's gaze suddenly fixed.

…

Parade ground.

Master Fu Wu seemed to be worried about something today. He gave everyone a few casual instructions and prepared to leave.

But when he was about to leave, Li Qinglin stopped him.

"You said you can hit loudly?"

When Master Fu Wu heard what Li Qinglin said, his brows sank, and he instinctively became suspicious. "Are you mistaking the snapping of your joints for strength?"

It was no wonder that Master Fu Wu reacted in this way, but in his eyes, although Li Qinglin was born with brute force, it would be extremely difficult for him to reach this level in more than a month.

'Swoosh!'

Like a bolt of thunder out of the blue.

The entire T-shaped training ground suddenly fell silent.

Some people looked puzzled, some were confused, and some, looking at Li Qinglin's figure, their pupils suddenly shrank, and even their expressions froze! Master Fu Wu's eyes were bright, and he stepped in front of Li Qinglin, and said in amazement,

“It’s really loud!”

"you……"

Master Fu Wu organized his words in his mind, and after a long while he finally managed to say, "Very good."

In more than a month, he only came to the training ground every now and then to stand still, and he was able to hit with great force? Miao Miao, Pang Dazhuang and others were not as good as Li Qinglin.

But, what a pity.

Master Fu Wu looked at Li Qinglin with eyes full of regret.

I'm a bit old.

Approaching adulthood means that Li Qinglin's growth will gradually slow down, and it will be difficult for him to achieve rapid physical growth! If Li Qinglin had been exposed to martial arts a few years earlier, or even laid a foundation when he was young, perhaps he could have caught up with the bloodline of those famous families...

Thinking of this, Master Fu Wu said with a complicated expression,

"You don't have to clean the training ground anymore. Well, the weapon racks are exposed to the wind and sun, and those weapons should have been maintained and cleaned long ago. You can clean the weapons when you have time."

Master Fu Wu's voice rang out in the training ground.

Everyone was stunned, and many expressed shock and disbelief.

What man doesn't love weapons? These tenants have long coveted the various weapons displayed on the weapons racks in the training ground!

But unless the martial arts master in the training ground allows, no one is allowed to move the weapon rack without permission!

Master Fuwu is now allowing others to touch the weapon rack for the first time? Upon hearing this, Li Qinglin's face also showed a little more joy. He clasped his fists towards Master Fuwu, "Thank you, Master Fu!"

(End of this chapter)