Start into the abyss

Chapter 3 3. Tigers in the Rain (Part [-])
Sister Miao Miao has a secret, which Bai Shan has always known, but this secret seems to be linked to Sister Miao Miao's original family.

He tried to ask before, but Sister Miaomiao seemed unwilling to talk about it, so he didn't want to ask any more.

At this moment, Bai Shan took over the small dark-colored gourd, glanced at the four or five gourds still hanging on Bai Miaochan's waist, and said, "I thought these gourds were filled with condiments."

Bai Miaochan blinked and said with a smile: "You usually look weak and weak, but as a sister, I have to find a way to protect you."

Bai Shan said: "You look weaker, okay?"

Bai Miaochan said helplessly: "Who made me two years older than you? As a sister, you should take care of your brother."

Bai Shan didn't quarrel with her, and said calmly: "I'm going to chop firewood today."

As he spoke, he got up, grabbed a hemp rope from the corner of the wall and wrapped it around his waist, took out a bamboo hat and put it on, grabbed an ax and pinned it to his waist, and finally took the oiled paper umbrella.

Bai Miaochan looked at him, and suddenly called "Wait", then went into the small bedroom facing east and west, took out a rusty pot from under the bed, looked at the only ten coins inside, and took out three coins, Then he put the jar away and ran to Baishan.

She stuffed three coins into the young man's hand, and said: "Buying two white steamed buns on the way, chopping firewood takes a lot of effort, even if you are in good health, you may not be able to hold on.

Also, the old woman's family lives in Xihongwa Lane, the county, the first family in the lane. If you say you are my younger brother, the old woman will recognize you. If you chop firewood, you can pile it in her small courtyard first. "

Bai Shan looked at the three coins, and said, "You usually go to chop firewood, how do you settle for lunch?"

Bai Miaochan said: "I have a good relationship with that old woman, so I will hang out at her house for a while."

Bai Shan stuffed back the three Wen coins and said, "Then I'll take care of it myself."

After all, he pushed the door open, held an umbrella, and walked out of the leaky hut.

Soon, he heard footsteps behind him.

Bai Miaochan chased after him, and stuffed three pieces of money into his pocket, with anger written all over her face: "You can earn money again!"

After finishing speaking, she crossed her arms, used it as a small umbrella to cover her head and ran back under the eaves, then tiptoed and waved goodbye to Bai Shan.

Bai Shan shouted: "I will come back soon."

Bai Miaochan showed a smile and replied, "Yes."

Only then did Bai Shan turn around and took two steps, and Bai Miaochan's voice came from behind, "If you encounter bad people, remember to use it."

Bai Shan understood that what the eldest sister was talking about was ecstasy.

The eldest sister knows him, he likes to go straight to the point, and doesn't like to use these insidious gadgets, the eldest sister is afraid that he will get into a dead end, so I will remind you extra.

Bai Shan said casually: "It may not be true."

Bai Miaochan looked serious, and said stubbornly: "I have to use it when I meet you!"

Bai Shan reluctantly responded: "Okay, I promise you."

Only then did Bai Miaochan show a smile.

When I looked again, Baishan had already left the courtyard.

The boy lowered the umbrella slightly.

The old oil paper creaked and rattled, barely blocking the bleak west wind.

And the cold autumn rain particles fell on the umbrella surface "patta pata", spun and bounced off, fell into the mud, splashed water, stained the straw sandals, and made the toes a little cold.

The boy's ten toes gripped the ground tightly, touched the hatchet at his waist with his right hand, and walked into the autumn rain all over the sky.

"In this world, there is very little information about martial arts. The dynasty forbids talking about any topic about martial arts, unless you are a registered martial artist."

"It is even more difficult to obtain exercises. Exercises are regarded as banned books. Unless there is a license, all copying is strictly prohibited. Copying is a violation of the law and can be punished by death."

"If you have money and connections, you can enter the imperial court; if you have connections, you can enter the sect; and if you enter the martial arts school, the requirements are the lowest, and you only need some money."

Bai Shan sighed secretly in his heart, he originally wanted to save some money, and then go to the martial arts gym in the county called "Nanfeng Xiaoniaoquan", but this year is really unlucky, and the money is worthless.

The money he managed to save was spent on basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, and his hope of going to the martial arts hall was completely wiped out. If he continues to spend like this, even if he has the terrifying talent of [Equivalent Exchange], it may be useless landed.

"The Lu family is a big family, there are gangsters and white people. Today I blocked the way of Mr. Lu's family, and the matter must not end. If there is no chaos this year, maybe the old man can still talk about the world.

However, now that everything is in chaos and people are dying everywhere, it's hard to say.I have to find a way as soon as possible. It is best to find a backer, or to leave Taohua County with my eldest sister. "

"Forget it, I'm afraid it's impossible to leave. This year, news came out that the earth dragon turned around, and the evil spirit surged. Monsters and ghosts emerged one after another. People prayed to the gods, but how could the gods care about the mud-legged people in the corners here? thing?"

"If I want to find a backer, I have to reveal my strength, but once I reveal my strength, it is a violation of the ban and I will be escorted to a prison for interrogation. It is really a dead end with no solution. What kind of world is this?"

Bai Shan hurried on the street.

Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and a dangerous feeling came from the side alleyway, like needles piercing his face fiercely.

His walking speed remained the same, and he was still not in a hurry, but he quickly glanced at it from the corner of his eye. It was a dead end. The tall walls made the alley a little dark, and the two families in the alley closed their doors tightly. It was dangerous. The source cannot be ascertained, and nine out of ten are among the two families in the alley.

Bai Shan withdrew his gaze, the reason why he could sense it was because of the "danger premonition" provided by the ninth level of Tiger Soul Fist.

A warrior who has only practiced ordinary skills, or a warrior who has not reached the ninth level of Tiger Soul Fist, will not have this ability.

He quickened his pace and hurried to the west of Taohua County. He glanced at Hongwa Lane, but he didn't go in to find the old woman his sister mentioned. people?
Seeing that he was in a busy market, he came to a peddler who was carrying a burden and hiding under the tarpaulin selling buns.

"Brother, how much is a steamed bun?"

"Two documents, one."

"You steamed buns were three and two before, right?"

"Isn't there no way to do it? The price of food has risen again, and the cost of this steamed bun has also increased."

"But now that the steamed buns are cold, how about three pennies?"

"If you buy a dozen or so, it's okay if I give you a penny cheaper, but if you buy two, that's definitely not possible."

"Forget it, I'll buy one."

Baishan dispensed two coins, and the peddler lifted the white cloth, revealing the white steamed buns covered inside.

Bai Shan took one and said, "Wrap it in oiled paper."

"Hey, just buy a steamed bun and oil paper, no."

Bai Shan's eyes moved, and he saw under the canopy of the noodle restaurant in front, a child in brocade clothes had just finished eating noodles and biscuits before leaving under an umbrella pulled by a plump woman. Now, he ignored the peddler, walked past the noodle shop, took the oil paper, wrapped the steamed buns and put them in his arms.

No way, that’s the only way for the poor. Baishan has also seen someone follow a child from a rich family. The child picks up his mouth, eats only half of the noodles or biscuits, and leaves after eating. When he leaves, a bunch of people flock behind him. Go up, eat and drink what the children have left over.

With food in my arms, I feel a little more at ease.

He touched the ax at his waist, and then traced the small dark gourd hidden in his belt with his fingertips, and then quickly walked out of the county gate.

To the northwest of Taohua County is a place called Heifeng Forest. The logging for firewood is usually outside the forest, but basically they are cut off side branches or picked up cold branches that have fallen to the ground.

However, the cold branches have been picked up long ago, and if you want to get firewood, you have to chop with an axe, and this is the test of the school's ability to use an axe.

If you don't use it well, it won't take long for an ax to be useless, and the price of an ax is not cheap.

Click, click, click, click
The branches broke off one after another, and they piled up half a person's height in a short while.

Bai Shan took out the hemp rope and tied the firewood, then yawned, sat on a stone under an old tree, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes slightly, and recharged his energy.

Suddenly, the stinging needle light came over again, and the previous sense of danger resurfaced.

Baishan identified it, the direction is southeast.

He turned sideways, leaning towards the northwest direction, inserted his fingers between his belt, quickly took out the dark gourd, and then paused for a while, according to his original intention, he absolutely didn't want to use this enchanting powder.

But thinking of his sister's advice, he still used his thumb to open the gourd plug, poured a lot of white powder inside into the palm of his hand, then held it well, put the plug back in his right hand, hid the gourd, and then grasped the ax tightly.

The masters in the county are so powerful that they have cultivated their true energy, but they are all famous figures, and they are not likely to come and follow him quietly.

Well, it's time to fight.

However, in this way, he is likely to expose the fact that he knows martial arts.

clatter.
Da da
The footsteps were getting closer, and they were undisguised, obviously provocative.

Bai Shan pretended not to know, but when he was a few meters away, he shivered as if awakened from a dream, and looked behind him at the same time.

It was a gray-clothed man who was also wearing a bamboo hat, with a short knife pinned to his waist. The knife was made of black iron. It seemed to be worth some money, at least it was definitely not something poor people like Bai Shan and Bai Miaochan could afford. .

Bai Shan instinctively clenched his hatchet as if he was "frightened", stepped back two steps, and shouted pretending to be frightened: "Who are you?"

The man in gray looked at his face, and after confirming the target, he didn't say much, let out a grin, and immediately drew his knife and rushed towards him.

Bai Shan rolled over in a hurry, and he didn't care about taking the firewood on the ground, so he ran into the depths of the forest in a panic.

The man in gray followed behind him like a cat playing with a mouse.

The two of them, one behind the other, quickly reached the depths of the Black Wind Forest.

A river in a dense forest blocked Baishan's way, and the boy turned around in a hurry.

The man in gray gave a strange laugh, and drew his saber again.

But suddenly, his movements stopped.

Because the prey he was chasing suddenly had a strange change.

The young man took off his bamboo hat, threw it away, bowed his head, bowed his head, speechless, with his hair disheveled, and stood in the autumn rain.

The west wind blew past, revealing the sackcloth that was already wet and clinging to his body, and the muscles under the sackcloth that bulged like thick iron and stretched the clothes.

A ferocious aura rose up that ordinary people would never possess.

The gray-clothed man looked at the young man in front of him, as if he was looking at a tiger in the barren hills.

He couldn't help shivering, goosebumps all formed, but immediately a strong shame rushed to his heart, would he be afraid of such a small thing? ?
The gray-clothed man snorted coldly, swung his knife forward, and said with a sinister smile: "Little mud leg, where did you steal kung fu from? Tell me honestly!!"

(End of this chapter)