Mortal Mirror

When Li Ergou initially forced Man Niu to give him the money, he had already planned in his heart that this money would ultimately go to Huang Batian. The reason he risked offending Huang Batian was to use this money to replicate it.

The reason he used this extreme method was simply because he had no other way to access such things. It was a last resort. Over the days, he had come to realize one thing: to live well in the future, he needed money.

This was originally his life-saving money, so it was justifiable for him to use it for replication. Although it was replicated money, it could be considered that he hadn't lost out, at least he still got what he deserved.

He took out the mirror and threw the silver into it. Soon, two copies appeared. Looking at his first pot of money, his heart was filled with hope for the future.

He thought to himself that after he escaped from the landlord's house, he would buy some chickens, ducks, and geese to raise. These animals could lay eggs, and then the chickens would lay eggs, and the eggs would hatch into chickens, and so on, so he wouldn't starve. If he could save more money, maybe he could even buy himself a small house.

And then marry Cuihua, with a wife and children and a warm bed, wouldn't that be wonderful?

Filled with endless beautiful expectations, he stored the money in the bronze mirror, put the original money in his pocket, and immediately went to fetch three large buckets of water for Granny Wu before returning to his room.

He had just entered his room when he heard someone kick his door open with a bang.

The person who came was none other than Huang Batian.

His face was fierce, and it was clear that he had bad intentions.

Li Ergou naturally knew Huang Batian's purpose. Although he was resentful in his heart, this was definitely not the time to fall out with him. He immediately took out the silver from his body and threw it at Huang Batian.

Seeing something flying towards him, Huang Batian reflexively caught it. When he saw that it was silver, the expression on his face became puzzled.

Before Huang Batian could speak, Li Ergou preemptively said, "Young Master, I just held this money to enjoy the feeling, I didn't intend to keep it for myself. After all, this thing is useless to me. I was just warming it up, and I was thinking of finding time to send it to you. You came just in time, so I'll just give it to you directly."

Huang Batian weighed the silver in his hand. Man Niu told him he gave two taels, and the amount was right, which was a bit strange. Did Li Ergou really just want to warm it up and enjoy the feeling?

He looked into Li Ergou's eyes, and those eyes were full of sincerity.

He had misunderstood him. Huang Batian fell into self-doubt. But thinking about it, this Li Ergou had never seen so much money since he was a child, so it was very possible that he acted impulsively.

This kid was his cash cow, and he was counting on him to earn him more money in the future. He was still counting on him to use the money to slap his father's face.

With this thought in mind, he forced a smile that was uglier than crying on his black face. He walked up to Ergouzi and patted Li Ergou's shoulder, saying, "I just came to see if your injury has healed. Money doesn't matter. Is your young master someone who lacks money? I'm just afraid that you're too young to handle it.

After all, money is nothing to rich people, but it's a disaster to people like you. If you get involved in something bad, it could all disappear in the blink of an eye.

I'm just saving it for you, and I'll give it to you when you grow up."

Li Ergou knew his intentions, but for the sake of freedom, he didn't expose his hypocritical face. He said indifferently, "Ergou is a member of the Huang family in life and a ghost of the Huang family in death. Ergou's money is the Huang family's money, so it's only right to give this money to the young master.

But... but..." Saying this, he showed a look of embarrassment.

Huang Batian was very pleased to hear this, feeling that this Ergouzi wasn't too stupid. Feeling refreshed, he said, "Don't be so hesitant, just say what you have to say loudly. Your young master will take care of it for you."

Li Ergou was waiting for these words. He immediately said, "Young Master, you also know that I have a humble status. I don't ask for wealth and glory, I just hope to touch the money that I earned with my life. That way, I will have a sense of honor in my heart.

This will also motivate me to become more resistant to beatings, so that I can earn more money for the young master."

Huang Batian laughed in his heart, thinking that this kid was really a fool, but he naturally couldn't refuse this small request. After all, he had already said so much. If he refused heartlessly, wouldn't he be too unkind? The most important thing was, what if this kid got angry and didn't work hard?

If people don't enjoy the beating, who will give you a reward? It's not like they're taking it away and not returning it. With this thought in mind, he nodded and pretended to be very generous, saying, "I thought it was a big deal. This little thing is no problem. If you perform well, when your young master becomes a martial artist, I'll take you with me and let you be impressive with your young master."

Li Ergou looked at Huang Batian's elated appearance and really wanted to slap him twice. Following you and bullying others, I still don't care. I, Li Ergou, must escape from the clutches of your Huang family.

He forced a smile and said against his will, "Thank you, Young Master."

Huang Batian nodded very satisfied and said, "Okay, don't just stay here, practice more so you can resist beatings."

After saying this, he ignored Li Ergou and turned around and left, singing a little tune.

In the following days, Li Ergou would go on stage every two or three days, and each time he would be beaten into a pig's head. Fortunately, each time he would be more resistant to beatings than the last. After returning, he would enter the replicated soup bucket to soak. As the number of times increased, the medicinal properties in the medicine bucket decreased, and he would pour the medicinal liquid from the medicine jar into the medicine bucket.

This replicated medicinal liquid was much stronger than the original, and coupled with the mysterious gas in his body constantly merging into his body, his physique became stronger and stronger, and his strength also increased.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Li Ergou came out of the medicine bucket and couldn't help but sigh. The medicinal properties in the medicine bucket were almost exhausted, and there was no more medicine in the medicine jar. Unfortunately, these things had been replicated, and he couldn't replicate them again.

Fortunately, he was now very resistant to beatings.

What made him most happy was that the harder he was beaten, the harder his bones would become. In the past, Man Niu could knock his teeth out with one punch, but now he wouldn't be bothered even if he was hit by Man Niu seven or eight times.

As long as he didn't use Man Niu's collision, he wouldn't be seriously injured at all.

If he met acquaintances now, no one would be able to recognize him. The Li Ergouzi who used to have dry hair and was thin and withered was gone. The current Li Ergou has grown to 1.65 meters tall, and he also has the beginnings of eight pack abs on his stomach.

His complexion is ruddy, and although he is still a bit dark, it is much better than before.

His hands and feet, which used to have cracks and a layer of hard calluses, have also shed a layer of old skin and become more tender. Wearing a set of martial arts training clothes, he is not too different from the people outside, at least he will not be called a little brat.

Perhaps because he was beaten too much, his eyes have a firm look.

Even so, he understands in his heart that he still has a long way to go if he wants to become a martial artist and completely escape from the landlord's house, so he still needs to work hard.

What makes him most sad is that although he is now resistant to beatings, he doesn't know any martial arts skills. He has also tried to secretly learn the moves of those people, but what he has learned is only superficial.

It's just a form. According to them, martial arts skills must be cultivated from the inside out. If you want to become powerful, you must cultivate inner strength techniques.