Immortality: Starting as a Butcher to Level Up in Cultivation!

New Year's Eve

The sound of firecrackers and the gorgeous fireworks!

At a time when thousands of houses were brightly lit with joy, the atmosphere in Wei's house seemed particularly solemn.

The pavilion in the courtyard was filled with a table full of New Year’s Eve dinner, but it failed to arouse everyone’s appetite.

Because Wei Hong had just told them about Zheng Fusheng.

"That's probably what happened." Wei Hong poured himself a glass of water and wine, raised his eyebrows and said, "Originally I shouldn't have told you about this, so as not to scare everyone so much that they can't eat or sleep, but the situation is a bit critical, anyway. It’s better to let you know, otherwise I won’t know why I died one day.”

"How will you live your life from now on? I will try my best to deal with this guy. Don't be afraid of attracting each other's attention. You should also be more alert at ordinary times. Once you find that you are being followed or in danger, you will run away immediately. To the slums.”

"The other party is not familiar with the place, and the terrain in the slum is complicated. Once you escape, you can delay some time to save your life!"

After Old Wei and Grandma Wang listened, their old faces were already ashen!

The two little girls Chunlan Qiuju were almost frightened to tears.

Who would have thought that he would end up with a powerful enemy out of nowhere.

And he also took Lu Shan's life, and now he has become the little leader of the Blood Crow Gang.

"What should we do?" Chunlan stamped her feet anxiously: "We are not going to be killed, are we? The Blood Crow Gang kills without blinking an eye, let's run away?"

"Where are you running from? There are refugees and bandits everywhere outside. Do you want to starve to death on the road?" Qiu Ju hurriedly retorted.

"You brat!" Old Wei glared at Wei Hong angrily and said angrily: "Why are you talking about these things during the Chinese New Year? Xiaolan and Xiaoju will be scared to death by you!"

"It's better to be scared to death than to die miserably." Wei Hong said seriously: "This is no joke. I'm not in the mood to act like a little girl with you. Once you find danger, you'd better run quickly, otherwise no one can save you. . I don’t regret having intervened in this matter, and Uncle Lu will not regret losing his life, but manpower will eventually be limited!”

"I'm just a half-bucket of water who has practiced martial arts for several months. If I had the spare capacity to protect you, I would be happy to do so. But now I don't have the ability. If the other party retaliates massively, will I be able to protect the lives of our grandfather and grandson?" It’s unknown, you’d better hope for the best.”

What he said was extremely unpleasant!

But everyone was powerless to refute!

Even Old Wei, who is usually the most lenient person, has to admit it.

If there was real danger, he still hoped that Wei Hong could run away alone. Who would be stupid enough to lose his life for others?

Grandma Wang smiled with a pale face, and while comforting Chunlan Qiuju, who was frightened and crying, she sighed and said: "Brother Hong is also kind, don't blame yourself for getting involved in this matter, what else do we dare to ask for? We were supposed to die last time, but now we have earned it by living just one more day.”

"Yes, Brother Wei, we don't blame you." Qiu Ju said firmly, "If an enemy really comes to visit you, the worst possible outcome is death."

"Okay!" Wei Hong smiled with satisfaction, raised his glass and said, "With such courage, I won't save you all in vain. I won't be a spoiler for the Chinese New Year. If you drink and eat, you'd better die a full man!"

"Yes, eat!"

Everyone forced a smile and raised their glasses.

Extreme fear often leads to growth.

Wei Hong didn't intend to take over everything. He had already said that. If the situation was really out of control, he would definitely not be indecisive in the end.

Next up!

The New Year's Eve dinner was finished in silence.

This is Wei Hong's sixteenth year in this world, and it is also the most unforgettable year.

Poor people are not very particular. After eating a meal, they prepare to stay up until dawn. Grandma Wang and her two granddaughters are busy clearing the table, making tea and burning charcoal, working with a heavy heart.

Wei Hong didn't bother to comfort them.

He just waved to Qiu Ju and said: "I want to practice, please help me light a fire under the big pot in the practice room."

"good!"

Qiu Ju agreed with bright eyes.

She started busy happily, and soon a fire was lit under the big pot.

She knew that Wei Hong had to practice every night. Martial arts practitioners rarely sleep and can rest well in one or two hours. During this time, he practiced like crazy.

Qiu Ju was naturally very happy to help him light the fire at this moment.

"Brother Wei, can I practice martial arts with you?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qiu Ju couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Wei Hong smiled and answered in the affirmative: "Of course you can. I know you want to practice martial arts to gain the ability to protect yourself, but you are also worried about the physical gap between men and women and are holding back. In fact, anyone can practice martial arts. It is better to practice a few moves than not to practice at all." good!"

"real?"

The little girl was immediately pleasantly surprised.

If you think about it seriously, this really makes sense.

"Practicing is indeed better than not practicing at all." Qiu Ju thought for a while and asked seriously: "Brother Wei, can I learn your skills? I can pay for the tuition."

"There is no need for tuition. If you want to learn, I can teach you Zhuang Kung Fu and Five Beast Fist." Wei Hong thought for a moment and sincerely suggested: "After you have laid a solid foundation, if you still intend to pursue the path of martial arts, you can Save your money and find a martial arts studio to learn leather refining, my path is not suitable for you."

"Why?" Qiu Ju was puzzled.

Wei Hong didn't say much, he just asked her to increase the fire!

When the cauldron was boiling hot and white smoke continued to emit from the iron sand, he took off his outer shirt and began to practice bare-chested.

The hot iron sand was held in both hands, and the next moment it was applied viciously to the skin all over the body!

"Bah!"

Waves of white smoke mixed with the smell of barbecue came out.

Qiu Ju was so frightened that she trembled all over. She still didn't understand what Wei Hong meant!

It was obvious that his skin refining technique was too rough and unsuitable for him.

"When men practice martial arts, they only look at whether the skills are powerful." Wei Hong explained while refining his skin: "But women's martial arts practice is much more troublesome. They must not disfigure their faces and have a graceful and agile figure. Unless they go to a martial arts school to learn I advise you not to practice women's exercises unless you want to become an ugly woman."

Qiu Ju hesitated to speak, and finally nodded silently.

She doesn't want to become ugly no matter what she can do.

It's okay to lay the foundation first according to Wei Hong's arrangement, and don't rush into practicing martial arts for a while.

"You go out first!" Wei Hong said casually: "I have to take off my pants and practice leather later. It's not suitable for you here. From now on, you can come to the practice room after dinner every day to watch me practice Zhuang Kung Fu and the Five Beasts." When it comes to boxing, you will learn it by heart and then practice it on your own.”

"good!"

Qiu Ju blushed and nodded, turned around and left the practice room.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the fireworks blooming over Shendu, and then looking back at Wei Hong who was sweating profusely and not caring about his skin and flesh being bruised, a sense of security inexplicably arose in her heart.

On New Year's Eve, I practiced without stopping.

No matter how prosperous the outside world is, I can still endure loneliness and pain.

Who can succeed if this kind of man fails?