Chapter 28 What is the right way of martial arts? I just want to pass the evil way quickly (please read it later)
In order to thank Feng Mu for his psychological counseling, Wang Jian did not take the black core that Feng Mu handed to him.
The reason was that he skipped work yesterday afternoon. Since the corpses were not burned together, the work was done by Feng Mu alone, so he did not need to share the exposed black cores.
This is a good person, who is shameless and wants to be cheap when speaking the truth.
Feng Mu didn't like pushing and shoving, so he took the black core and handed 200 yuan to Wang Jian, as if he had bought it himself.
"We have to abide by the rules we set together. Next time I have to go out for something, are you going to keep all the food for myself if I burn it?" Feng Mu forced the money into Wang Jian's pocket.
Seeing Feng Mu said so much, Wang Jian had no choice but to accept the money. At the same time, he thought to himself, "Sure enough, Feng Mu and I are both very good people."
Wang Jian took out his wallet and asked for change. The black pit the size of a date pit in his hand was worth less than 200 yuan, and the black market merchant would give him 120 yuan at most.
"No need." Feng Mu waved his hand to refuse, and then made another suggestion, "Can you give me all the black cores from burning corpses in the future? I will buy them at an average price of 200 per piece, no matter the size, and you don't have to go to the black market. How about it?"
"Why do you want to collect the black cores?" Wang Jian agreed. At 200 per core, he didn't suffer any loss and it saved him a lot of trouble. He was just a little confused.
"My father is from the police station, I... ahem." Feng Mu hesitated, looking a little embarrassed, "Anyway, this is my little secret, can you keep it a secret for me?"
The three words "police station" were enough for Wang Jian to make several associations. Since he didn't want to suffer any loss, he stopped asking questions and agreed.
"I will keep it a secret for you. I won't tell anyone who asks." Wang Jian promised very seriously. To make it more convincing, he added, "Even if the Green Wolf Gang interrogates me, I won't tell you a single word of your secret, Feng Mu."
Feng Mu smiled and believed it.
A total of 7 corpses were burned during the day and afternoon.
Feng Mu had an extra black core in his pocket and Wang Jian had 200 yuan more in his wallet, and both of them were very satisfied.
It took a total of three hours to transport, burn, collect the ashes and seal the seven corpses, and then clean and disinfect them.
Excluding meals, Feng Mu used the remaining 5 hours to do physical exercises.
When I got off work, my consumption increased by another 4 points.
The growth rate is a bit slower than yesterday. It should be because the blood tank in the body has recovered a bit, but it is still considerable.
Feng Muxin calculated that even if he didn't hurt himself and bleed himself, and only maintained this rate of increase and only practiced physical exercises during the daytime at work, it would only take another 10 days for him to complete the first stage of the Iron Eater.
He planned to use the evening time to practice [Crane Claw Kung Fu] to supplement his immediate combat power in order to deal with the conspiracy and accidents that were brewing in the dark.
After Feng Mu finishes his daily gymnastics exercises, he will write down the day's settlement data. Last week it was basically at 4 a.m., but now it is much earlier, and he feels a little uncomfortable with it.
[Iron Eater: First Level][Edible Iron Type: 1][Absorbable Metal Properties: 1][Currently detected edible iron type - ordinary pig iron, edible degree 56.7%.][Absorbed Properties: Plastic Embryo (White)] "The chill in the body has not increased, but has been replaced by a light itchy feeling, as if there are small ants crawling in the bones, but fortunately it is still within the tolerable range."
Feng Mu had a strong tolerance in both of his lives. This might be a racial talent that the lower class people were born with, commonly known as the demeanor of an ox or a horse.
Feng Mu moved his wrist and muttered to himself, "It feels a bit like a scab forming on a wound, so is the bone going to grow?"
I rode my bike to the grocery store and spent a thousand dollars to buy 30 kilograms of iron beads and several bottles of mechanical lubricants. The store also gave me a burlap bag.
Because of the Green Wolf Gang's strange attitude towards investigating the case, Feng Mu acted a little less secretively. It's not that he had fewer concerns, but that he realized that concerns were useless.
Since Ma Bin is not sincere in catching the murderer, it doesn’t matter whether he is the real murderer or not.
What’s important is who Ma Bin wants to be the murderer. If it’s himself, then no matter how he tries to cover it up, it will be useless and the blame will definitely fall on his head.
If it wasn't him, why would he cover it up?
The feeling of waiting for the judge to drop the gavel is very unpleasant. Although Feng Mu is indeed the real murderer, your open attitude of handling false cases has made the real murderer cry out for injustice.
I carried the bag of numbness home and took an iron basin from the bathroom back to my bedroom.
According to the instructions of [Crane Claw Kung Fu], Feng Mu filled the basin with iron beads, then poured lubricating oil into it and inserted his hands to stir it evenly.
After two minutes, the basin full of iron beads and ten fingers became extremely wet.
"Just stare at an iron bead on the basin, bend one finger into a hook, and flick it across the basin like the wind. If you can accurately hook the iron bead without touching the surrounding area, it is considered a success."
"If one finger succeeds ten times in a row without any mistakes in between, it is considered a success."
"Change fingers one by one until all ten fingers are formed, and if you can do it without any mistakes, then you have mastered finger power and can practice Crane Claw."
Feng Mu recalled the essentials of the Crane Claw Technique in his mind, held his breath slightly, hooked his right index finger, and quickly swept it across the surface of the basin.
The surface of the basin was dented, and the scattered iron beads made a rattling sound.
Feng Mu lowered his head and pointed to the empty space inside the hook.
"The hand gesture just now was wrong. It was too slow when the hook landed. Let's try again."
Feng Mu replayed the actions just now in his mind, summed up the experience and lessons, and took a deep breath.
His eyes were like an eagle's. He took a deep breath and imagined his fingers as crane claws in his mind. The uneven surface of the basin turned into a still lake, and the iron bead turned into a fish hidden under the lake.
The next moment, the hook passed by like a crane skimming over the water, and the hook caught a bloody fish?
Feng Mu felt that this fantasy substitution should be in line with the true meaning of the martial arts [Crane Claw Kung Fu].
Don’t ask Feng Mu why he did this. The answer is that he was influenced by martial arts movies in his previous life. In TV shows, as long as the protagonist associates martial arts with nature, he will have an epiphany and make rapid progress.
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Then,
Feng Mu looked at his nails that were broken and bleeding from the iron beads and fell into deep thought.
There was nothing in the hook except air, his own blood and split nails.
Feng Mu decided to change his finger. He smoothed the surface of the basin and began to try to hook his finger over and over again.
fail!
fail!
fail!
fail!
success!
…
One hour later, all five fingernails were broken, the fingertips were swollen and blue, covered with bruises, and the skin, flesh and tendons were trembling.
"A total of 411 attempts, 370 failures, 41 successes, and a success rate of 9.9%."
Feng Mu used a razor blade to prick his finger and squeeze out the blood, sighing inwardly.
"The blessing of [Mad Blood] doesn't seem to have much effect on [Crane Claw Technique]. Is it because I haven't mastered [Crane Claw Technique] yet? Or is this the result of assistance? Otherwise, my success rate would be even worse?"
Feng Mu was not discouraged. He believed that with his own efforts, he would be able to master the [Crane Claw Kung Fu] eventually.
Although the recommended bone strength requirement for [Crane Claw] is 65, he is far from meeting the requirement.
But Feng Mu had no intention of practicing to mastery or perfection, he just wanted to light up the skill icon.
Feng Mu was worried: "49 points of root bone should be no problem. The only problem is the length of time. Is it a day, a week, a month or a year?"
It will succeed, it will definitely succeed, but... thinking about the [Gymnastics] whose icon has not yet been lit up, Feng Mu feels that he cannot trust himself too much and must be prepared for a tug of war... Bullshit~ He is now racing against time, time is life!
"Never mind, I still have to cheat!"
Feng Mu faced the reality. Not only was his physique weak, but his comprehension was probably not much worse. He was afraid that he would not be able to follow the right path of martial arts. So, he had a Plan B, which was to follow the wrong path quickly.
(End of this chapter)
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