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8 below the level
Wei he practiced three times in one breath, and it was not until his hands were red enough that he sighed and replaced one person.
"what do you think?" Third brother Cheng Shaojiu was eating jerky for a long time, as if it was some kind of dried mouse, with a thin mouse leg in his mouth, looking a little disgusting.
"not bad." Wei he nodded.
"you have to rely on Guts to grind the skin. after all, it's quite painful to grind, but I may worry that others won't be able to hold on, but you don't have such a problem." Cheng Shaojiu said with a smile.
He said, coming closer, with a lower smile on his face.
"Chen Biao is dead. He was found dead in his yard a few days ago. "
He lowered his voice, meaning something.
In this day and age, dead people are quite common. No one cares about the death of a punk.
But this Chen Biao is different.
Cheng Shaojiu knows, and so does Wei he.
"Oh." Wei Hemu answered with a dull voice.
"and two of his entourage died together." Cheng Shaojiu patted Wei he on the shoulder with a complicated expression.
He had a new understanding of the ruthlessness of Wei's younger brother in front of him.
Not long ago, told him that Chen Biao was injured, and now all three are dead. How could it be such a coincidence?
It was said that it was not Wei Hefei's hand, but he did not believe it even if he beat it to death.
In retrospect, the action of this brother Wei was so fast and so ruthless that he was also cold behind him.
Cheng Shaojiu has been in the courtyard of Shanquan for so long, and he has seen a lot of young people of all kinds, but this is the first time he has ever seen such a tough drive like Wei he.
Fortunately, there are some people in his family who use similar methods, and Cheng Xiaojiu doesn't have any different views.
"in this world." He sighed.
Wei he was silent, and he knew that Cheng Shaojiu had guessed, but no one could take him if there was no proof of this kind of thing.
"not to mention this, the price of pork in the city has risen again recently, and we martial arts practitioners can not lack meat. Although we can eat all kinds of meat except pigs, it always feels awkward when it tastes like this rat."
Cheng soon returned to normal and talked about other things.
Wei he listened, just listening, and occasionally replied, indicating that he was not distracted.
The two quickly turned their attention to other places.
But without saying a few words, soon the eldest brother Zhao Hong, with a straight face, led several female disciples who wore mountain boxing into the courtyard.
"Master."
The female disciples were round-shouldered and thick, and only one of them was beautiful and slim, with bulging breasts and delicate skin.
In comparison, even Wei Ying, the second elder sister of Wei he, was compared.
Most of the men who were grinding their skins on the field were attracted by this female disciple.
The woman is still vaguely carrying a cleanliness that ordinary poor people do not have.
Wei he also noticed these people and couldn't help looking at the most conspicuous female disciple.
"the girls' house has been disbanded and all merged. It is said that there are not enough people. " Cheng Shaojiu whispered to one side.
"Brother San, you are well informed. Do you know the most beautiful sister?" A man leaned over and asked with a smile.
"We know each other naturally." Cheng nodded, "but don't think about her. Her name is Jiang Su, the second daughter of the famous Jiang family in the town. She has a lot of money, and her talent is one of the best in the women's college." I think Xiao Ran is a little better than her.
The most important thing is that this sister is not very good-tempered. " At this point, he shook his head, obviously not interested in the ginger Su.
Wei he listened silently and did not talk to him.
He has been secretly looking for information about his eldest sister and her parents.
On the eldest sister's side, the trouble now is that even the whole black water gang is slowly becoming smaller, more and more depressed, and is about to be wiped out.
As for the parents, only Cheng Shaojiu got the news here, that is, the confirmed news of the disappearance.
There is no other way.
So now he's not thinking about the opposite sex at all. All I think about all day is to practice martial arts and find out the whereabouts of my relatives secretly after I have a little capital to stand up.
In any case, his parents and eldest sister gave him a lot of care and support when he first arrived.
He is a man who does not recognize consanguinity but friendship. He doesn't care about consanguinity or anything, but he has to pay it back.
"look, everyone who went to talk to you answered." Cheng Shaojiu smiled and gloated. "this sister Jiang is not in the same circle as us. You'd better wake up. "
Wei he smelled Yan and took a look.
Sure enough, several of the brothers and brothers who surrounded them were dismissed by the new sister Jiang Su with a cold face.
Jiang Su looked around, went to the corner alone and began to grind her skin. don't know why she, a girl, chose to go back to Shanquan, which is a kind of self-damaging kung fu.
Cheng Shaojiu muttered and gossiped with the other brothers for a while, and when he saw that there was nothing to say, he naturally broke up.
Wei he did not care, took a rest for a while, continued to rotate, and began the second round of dermabrasion.
These days, he has realized that the last bit of black is about to be finished.
So have a lot of expectation in heart, and have a lot of energy to practice.
It's just that the last bit of black, the more look forward to it, the slower feel.
Time flies.
The training goes by day by day. The black of the broken beads is getting denser and denser, and the last blank is getting smaller and smaller.
And the stage of skin grinding is also slowly beginning to go deep.
According to Zheng's rules, skinning is only provided for two months. If you can't get started successfully after two months, then it will be impossible to succeed after that.
In other words, it is because of the lack of personal qualifications, and the achievements of further training are limited.
There are altogether six brothers who grind their skins with Wei he.
Including Wei he, there are seven people.
Wei he practiced painstakingly, without saying a word, without saying a word.
Suddenly one morning.
There are very few words about the three brothers' journey for a long time. It's a little abnormal.
Wei Hegang took off his coat and was ready to roll up his sleeves for practice, but he saw two brothers who had been skinning together in the past, wearing complete clothes and carrying luggage, quietly went out through the side door.
"they don't practice at this time.?" One of the people on the side was surprised.
"No more practice. They don't practice anymore. " Cheng Shaojiu light way.
Several people around him understood and fell silent.
The younger brother, who is only a beginner this month, has a puzzled look on his face.
Not far away, the old man Zheng began to show off again, explaining to the newcomer the trick system of return to the mountain Quan.
Holding the wicker from time to time is a smoke.
The new boys had to put up with it one by one, and someone hurriedly went to the inner room to bring out snacks.
Old Zheng, as always, sells Guanzi to drag the rhythm, and this scene is the same as when Wei he got started.
Wei he was silent and calculated the time it took to grind his skin.
There is still half a month left, and if not, there is nothing he can do about it. have no choice but to leave.
Thinking of this, he silently rolled up his sleeves, went to a wooden basin and began to grind his skin for a new day.
Cheng Shaojiu did not say much when he was rare on the side, and he also took care of himself and went to the corner and began to practice with people.
The big courtyard is divided into three parts, a newcomer, a grinding skin, and a piece of practical training. The middle ground is separated by a white ash line.
Time continues to go by day by day.
The two-month deadline is getting closer and closer.
Soon, two more people could not help the psychological pressure and left ahead of time.
There are also new people who have joined the stage of dermabrasion.
Wei he silently worked hard, but the double fists quickly faded red, that is, failed to reach the level of cowhide.
Only when you reach the cowhide, can you really stay and continue to practice, otherwise without this foundation, you will not be able to practice Huishan boxing, and it is useless to stay.
Soon, there are still five days to go.
In my own house.
In the afternoon, Wei he came back from the yard, sat on a stool and had a rest, and was about to get up for dinner.
With a click, the wooden door was gently pushed open.
The second sister Wei Ying quietly came in with a small bag in her hand, which was a small gray bag.
Before came near, a strong smell of medicine floated out of the bag.
Wei Ying hurriedly closed the door with her backhand and put down the latch.
"Xiaohe, this is for you!" She approached and handed her small bag to her brother.
"second Sister, what is this?" Wei he took it doubtfully and opened the gray cloth bag, which was covered with a layer of gray cloth.
Unravel three layers of cloth in succession, and on the inside is a yellow paper bag. Outside the paper bag, it is written in scarlet letter: Yangxue San.
Three big characters are clearly visible.
"this is Yangxue San!" Wei Heyi was stupefied. He often went to the drugstore to buy money and insect meat, so he was very familiar with this prescription.
This is a prescription specially used to replenish qi and blood, the effect is very good, but the price is not cheap.
"Don't worry, it's not stolen or bought." Wei Ying smiled, with a shyness on her ruddy face.
"I tidy up the medicine bank for Mr. Zheng every day, and there are a lot of bits and pieces of dregs in it. It took me a long time to get such a small bag. Just don't give up on being too broken. "
Wei he smelled Yan, opened the paper bag carefully and looked through an opening.
Sure enough, it was full of small pieces, very broken.
The largest one is the size of the nail cover, and the small one is only rice grains.
I don't know how much time and effort it took Wei Ying to collect this paper bag.
After a moment of silence, Wei he nodded earnestly.
"I see. Don't worry. I'll make it!"
"well, I believe you!" Wei Ying also nodded earnestly.
The two whispered for a while, and it was getting dark.
Wei he just got up and sent Wei Ying back to the rental house on the other side of Shanquan.
Back at home, Wei he silently soaked the blood in the water and immediately began to boil.
As he boiled, he tore open his chest and looked at the broken beads.
The pattern there has completely blackened a few days ago.
An inexplicable impulse made him feel like a balloon on his chest that was about to burst.
With one click, you can break the balloon and use the broken bead.
But he put up with it all the time. Is to rely on their own efforts, break back to the mountain boxing skin grinding introduction.
But as the deadline approached, he had less and less hope.
"very often, we still have to admit that there is really a gap between people."
Wei he looked at the burning stove, put the medicine jar on it and began to cook.
He knew that if he could not grind his skin, he would have to leave and go back to the Shanquan courtyard, and he would not be able to go any further.
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