Chapter 4 The Third Floor of Wuqinxi
Qin Jiang put the remaining copper coins inside, then gently closed the stone slab, and then removed the traces of the gaps.
After slowly withdrawing, he pushed the wooden box back, knocked the dirt on the sickle, put it under the pillow, then stood up and blew out the candle.
Open the window, the sky has completely darkened, and the moonlight is not bright.
Now, he has saved almost eighteen taels, and it will be enough to go to Daheishan a few more times.
It's just that he has basically collected all the valuable herbs on the outskirts of Daheishan. If he wants to wait for the next crop, it will have to be after the new year at least.
This is a bit troublesome, unless he collects more common herbs, but that would be too inefficient.
But if not, we will have to go deep into Daheishan.
Today, the original owner went deep into Daheishan for the first time, and died.
He still doesn’t want to go deep if it’s not necessary.
Those dark shadows, especially the black-haired monkey, really made him feel a little embarrassed.
I was lucky this time, but I may not be lucky next time.
Sitting on the bed a little depressed, the damp sheets made him even more irritable.
No! Still have to go!
No matter what, you must learn Iron Arm Fist!
Not only is it able to protect oneself in this troubled world, there is actually another reason.
There are rumors that this old boxer who teaches Iron Arm Fist has some relationship with the Red Tiger Gang, and once sat on the position of leader, second only to several elders and gang leaders.
If you practice Iron Arm Fist well, you may be recommended to work in the Red Tiger Gang, starting as a small boss.
Although this may be a rumor spread by the old boxer in order for more people to worship him as his teacher.
But even without this, as long as he can practice Iron Arm Fist, he can still join the Red Tiger Gang with his sister's relationship.
It's just a matter of starting from an ordinary gang member.
The chirping of insects at night was accompanied by the sound of rustling, and there was a sound of flapping wings outside the house.
Qin Jiang opened the door and saw a figure lying next to the pigeon cage in the yard, holding a pigeon in his hand.
This is Liu Dahang from the next alley. He is idle all day long. No one wants to join a gang, so he can only hang out with some gangsters.
On weekdays, he is domineering in the neighborhood. He often bullies the original person and other neighbors, often punching and kicking him.
In the past, he had kicked the original body's ribs, but it was not until he was taught a lesson by Sister Qin Jiang that he restrained himself.
Seeing Qin Jiang, Liu Dahang spat, what a bad luck.
Slowly stood up, his tall figure highlighted by his black cloth, and he carried the dove in his hand behind his back.
"Xiao Jiang, are you back from collecting herbs? Is your sister here?"
As long as Qin Hong doesn't come back, Qin Jiang is nothing in his eyes, let alone taking one. Even if they were all taken away, the other party would not dare to say anything!
"No, I just came back a few days ago, and I probably won't be back within half a month." Qin Jiang said.
Liu Dahang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I see, I heard that you have made a lot of money selling herbal medicine recently?"
As he said that, he pinched the pigeon's wings, The bones were broken directly, and the pigeon whined in pain.
"I think this pigeon seems to be sick. I'll take it back for you to take a look at. Do you have any objections?"
He looked at Qin Jiang with contempt.
"No, it just might not be good if others see it."
Qin Jiang shook his head slightly, his eyes blocked in the shadow of the door frame, with a little coldness.
Want my money from selling medicine?
The hand in the sleeve loosened slightly, and a dozen copper coins fell to the ground, making a clanking sound.
Here you go!
The copper coins reflected a dull metallic luster under the moonlight, and Liu Dahang's eyes lit up across from him, revealing his greed.
He threw the pigeon into the cage and walked towards Qinjiang.
"Invisible, Mr. Li from the south of the city opened a warehouse to store grain, held some kind of puja, and all went to eat for free."
He grinned, if it weren't for this , he didn’t want to come back late at night.
I just want to see if anyone has anything valuable.
He looked at the coins on the ground. This guy was really quite capable.
He didn't even dare to go to the Daheishan area, but this kid actually dared to go there to collect medicine.
Look at this, you have made a lot of money!
Qin Jiang leaned down and picked up the copper coins one by one, "This is the dowry prepared for my sister. I have saved less than two taels of silver, which is still a lot short."
Hearing two Two pieces of silver, Liu Dahang could no longer hide the greed in his eyes.
If he was still afraid of Qin Jiang's sister just now, now, with two taels of silver in front of him, he really couldn't help it!
At worst, just go to Chengdong and stay there for a month!
“Xiao Jiang, it’s this late at night, why don’t you invite me in for a bowl of water?” He walked to the door, blocking the moonlight with his tall figure, and looked down at the Qin River, casting down The shadow enveloped the other party's body.
“There is no hot water at home.” Qin Jiang stood up.
"Harm! Why should I be polite to my brother? I can drink cold water too!"
After saying that, Liu Dahang pushed Qin Jiang away and walked into the house. He saw the wooden box under the bed at a glance.
"Hey, this box is very nice! Xiao Jiang, brother, I happen to be short of a box, why don't you give it to me!"
He raised his hand and clapped it without looking back. He took a picture of Qin Jiang, and then walked towards the box.
Go to the bed, lie down directly on the ground, get under the bed with your upper body, hold the box, and pull it out.
Qin Jiang slowly closed the door and walked to the bed to sit down.
Potential.
Thinking silently in his heart, he summoned the potential panel.
【Current Martial Arts】
Wu Qin Xi (First Level) (18/60)
[Potential Points: 1.6]
Liu Dahang's strength should not be underestimated. Not only is he tall, he has also practiced some martial arts Sanshou.
Otherwise, no one would have dared to control him for so long.
Looking at the experience points behind Wu Qinxi, if the experience points need to be doubled to reach the third level, the 1.6 potential points are obviously not enough.
But he twisted his wrist and clenched his fist.
The second level should be almost there.
Potential, add points.
With a thought, the potential points decrease, and a prompt appears on the panel.
[Wu Qin Xi (first level) (18/60), experience value +50]
[Wu Qin Xi (first level) advanced to Wu Qin Xi (second level)]
[Wu Qin Xi (Second Level) (8/90)]
[Potential Points: 1.1]
The strength is growing, the roughness on the skin is gradually disappearing, and the arms are getting stronger. It also shows some sense of lines.
Exhaling a breath of turbid air from his chest, Qin Jiang looked at the prompt with some surprise. Can it be improved to another level?
It seems that the experience value is not doubled.
He glanced at Liu Dahang, who had already pulled out the box. After opening the box, a pile of copper coins came into his eyes. He couldn't see how many there were in the night, but he only knew there were a lot, which made him lose his mind for a moment.
Withdrawing his gaze, Qin Jiang invested his potential points in Wu Qinxi again.
[Wu Qin Xi (second level) (8/90), experience value +90]
[Wu Qin Xi (second level) is upgraded to Wu Qin Xi (third level)]
【Wu Qin Xi (Third Floor) (8/120)】
[Potential Point: 0.2]
A familiar sense of power surges through the body, and the skin becomes smooth and firm, showing a jade-like light yellow color.
Clenched his fist slightly, his muscle lines were visible, but he did not look thick. Judging from the body shape, it did not change much compared to when he crawled out of the grave.
But the upper muscle lines of the arms look extremely explosive, and you can see filamentous muscles surging with just a slight exertion.
Not only that, he also felt that some kind of power like air flow was born in his body, flowing along the meridians, and he could clearly feel the strengthening of qi and blood wherever he passed.
This should be the so-called inner energy, it is indeed strange!
Put your right hand on the handle of the sickle under the pillow, control the internal airflow to your right arm, and at the same time stretch out your left hand to pat Liu Dahang on the shoulder.
Liu Dahang came to his senses and directly reached out to put the copper coins in the box into his arms, "Xiao Jiang! I lent this to you!"
Papa.
The palm of his shoulder was patted again, and he raised his head impatiently, "Don't fucking pat me! I didn't tell you! I'm borrowing it."
"Pfft~"
Before he finished speaking, the night dimmed slightly, and a slightly rusty blade passed through his chin and pierced into his brain.
(End of this chapter)