Chapter 4 Horse Thief
After Yan San left, Li Qing then set up a stake in his courtyard. He spent the next few hours on this basic stake skill.
When he was really tired and sleepy, he returned to the room to rest.
When he woke up again, Li Qing was awakened by a knock on the door. He didn't dare to sleep too hard, and he opened his eyes after only three knocks on the door.
Opening the courtyard door, Yan San brought over a pile of iron ingots and a stone slab engraved with mysterious patterns.
"Hey, Master Xiao Li, the Yan family has agreed to your request. They are willing to show you one copy of the secret book first, and after the farm tools are produced, two more copies will be sent to you!" Yan San said with a smile.
Obviously, the Yan family agreed happily to this transaction, and he also benefited a lot from it.
From the moment Li Qing saw the stone slab, his eyes could not be separated from the mysterious patterns carved on it.
"May I ask what kind of skill is engraved on this stone slab?" Li Qing opened his eyes and asked indifferently.
"The person in charge of the Yan family said that this kung fu is called Qing Luo Kung Fu. It was one of the signature kung fu of the Qing Luo Martial Arts School in the city. This stone slab was carved on it by their gym owner himself!" Yan San introduced, then handed the slate to Li Qing, and then added: "Of course, the Yan family will take back this slate afterwards!"
After taking the heavy stone slab, Li Qing looked at it carefully again.
There is indeed some inexplicable charm on it, and you can feel the energy inside, it doesn't seem to be fake.
"Okay, I'll accept the slate. I'm a little tired today. You can go back first and pick up the cutting knife in seven days." Li Qing nodded and said calmly.
"Okay! Master Xiao Li, I'll come back in seven days!" Yan San didn't stay long, and even helped Li Qing close the courtyard gate when he left.
Bang!
After the door closed, Yan San's originally flattering expression immediately changed to one of contempt and disdain.
After walking far away, he muttered: "What a fool. At this time, I actually left the rye mushrooms alone and wanted to practice such a useless thing. I really thought I could do anything. Is it possible to become famous? "
In the courtyard, Li Qing, who has a sharp ear and eyes, certainly heard this taunt.
He didn't care at all about this, and even wanted to laugh.
Practice this kind of martial arts may indeed be a waste of time, and it is difficult to see results, but he is not short of time!
He wants to develop silently, wait until his martial arts is perfect, and then kick everyone to death.
"It's okay, no matter how poor my qualifications are, I can still see some results after practicing for ten or eight years. If it doesn't work, just forge a few more weapons!"
Li Qing silently thought in his heart. He made harsh words!
Because his body was really exhausted, Li Qing returned to the room and fell asleep again.
He woke up almost at the right time. His years as a blacksmith apprentice in the army had long ago taught him a trick to keep track of time in his mind. It was absolutely impossible for him to oversleep.
Leaving the stone slab depicting Qing Luo's legs in the polar night world, he returned to his tent with some iron ingots and the "Ancient Xuan Hammer Technique".
After returning, he had slept for a total of ten hours, but now he had consumed a lot of energy and was panting from exhaustion.
He rolled over and got out of bed, feeling extremely sore all over his body, especially his legs, which could not help but tremble slightly even when he walked.
Sequelae of standing still!
However, Li Qing did feel that his physical strength had improved a bit, and he felt down-to-earth when he stepped on the ground. This was the way the relay power of the pile work affected him. .
"Gulu gulu~"
Having not eaten for nearly a day, his stomach naturally protested.
“Well, if it weren’t for three times the passage of time and the harsh living environment, I would have wanted to stay in the polar night world forever.”
It’s not that he hasn’t thought about it. Use the polar night world to avoid disaster, and when the enemy comes, he will dive into another world and everything will have nothing to do with him. It’s just that there is a disadvantage in traveling between the two worlds, that is, where you were before the journey, you will be where you are after you come back!
The border fortress where Wu Lijun is currently stationed is a very important stronghold. There is an iron ore mine nearby, and people must be stationed here at all times.
If this place is occupied by the enemy and he comes back, he will have great fun.
Maybe he will be arrested as a spy, and then he will be tortured.
Of course, the most critical thing about all this is the lack of food in the polar night world, where he has no confidence that he can support himself after practicing martial arts.
The hungry Li Qing walked out of the tent, and the sky was just beginning to light up.
He still walked quickly to the kitchen hall with two rice bowls. To his surprise, the fat man Wu Chong was still on duty this morning.
However, compared with last night, Wu Chong's face was obviously more worried.
"What's wrong, Fatty Wu?" Li Qing asked.
Then he saw the pile of white steamed buns on the stove, and his eyes glowed green. He was so hungry that he felt that it would be no problem for him to eat more than ten or twenty steamed buns in one go. .
"The master who taught me how to cook the spoon was going to see the grain transport team yesterday afternoon. He was supposed to come back last night, but he hasn't come back yet!" Wu Chong couldn't hide his words. I told Li Qing everything at once.
Li Qing looked around. No one had gotten up yet. He grabbed two steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth. He asked vaguely, "Is there anyone delivering food from the wounded barracks this morning?" < br>
Wu Chong shook his head, then looked at Li Qing with a surprised look on his face as he kept stuffing steamed buns into his mouth, and asked: "You are the reincarnation of a starving ghost! Why are you so hungry? Yesterday Didn’t I give you so much food?”
It was naturally impossible for Li Qing to tell Fatty Wu that he had not eaten for a whole day.
He filled his two rice bowls with food, then patted Fatty Wu on the shoulder and hurriedly left the kitchen.
The frontier fortress is really going to be in chaos. If it goes as expected, the grain transport team is likely to be robbed by horse thieves.
Someone delivered meals to the wounded barracks last night, but no one has delivered them this morning. Those seriously injured people who came back yesterday afternoon are most likely in danger.
However, being able to survive for so long was beyond Li Qing's expectation. He must be a martial arts practitioner and have martial arts skills, otherwise if he were an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot.
The horse thieves in the frontier fortress are all from nomadic tribes on the grasslands to the east, and they border on the Feng Kingdom and the Liang Kingdom.
It is still midsummer and the cold winter is still early. It is really unusual to plunder food and grass and shoot soldiers in such a big way.
This is seeking revenge to the death! It seems that they are eager for Maple Kingdom to send troops to attack and clean them up.
But will the horse thief seek death easily? Of course they won't. They are not fools. There is no benefit in offending Fengguo like this.
Unless the horse thief colluded with Liang Guo.
The agile thinking trained in modern times has made Li Qing think a lot, but he believes that what he can think of cannot be thought of by Wu Lijun’s senior officials.
Next, it depends on the attitude of the court.
“Oh, I just want to hit the iron quietly and grow more, why is it so difficult!”
(End of this chapter)