On the roof of the dark adobe house near the door, a drop of rain fell every few seconds.
The wind was howling outside and the rain was pouring.
The dilapidated wooden door also made a slight swaying sound from time to time.
The sound of wind, rain, dripping water, and the creaking of wooden doors intertwined together to form a string of not-so-splendid music.
Liu Mang was lying on the three-foot-wide wooden bed, curled up in a ball with the quilt, but his eyes were slightly open.
He had insomnia again.
I have been in this world for a year, and I don’t know how many times I have had insomnia.
But thinking about having to go to the riverside to carry goods later, I forced myself to close my eyes and try to get more rest.
When he was slightly sleepy, a rapid coughing sound came from the side.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"
The sounds became louder and faster each time.
Liu Mang opened his eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed with a 'wow' sound.
Then he skillfully lit the oil lamp on the table next to him.
Then he quickly walked to another wooden bed in the house.
He carefully lifted the person on the bed up, turned over, leaned on his shoulder, and patted her back rhythmically.
"Cough, poof!"
Finally, the person on the bed spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with difficulty and took a long breath of relief.
Through the dim light, you can see that she is an old woman with half-white hair and a weather-beaten face.
"Mom, drink some water."
"Tieniu, what time is it now?"
"I'm going to the riverside in Huiyin time."
"You must be careful on the road."
"I understand, mother, you should have a good rest."
Liu Mang covered the old woman with the quilt, neatly put on the gray cloth and hat.
Then he picked up an arm-length ax on the bedside, put it into his clothes, and hurried out the door.
At this time, the rain outside had lightened up a lot, and there was a little light in the sky, so I could barely see the muddy road ahead.
Along the way, there were adobe houses similar to his house on both sides.
Even though it rained, there was still a faint smell of shit, rotten food residue and an inexplicable smell of rotten eggs on the road.
Liu Mang held the ax handle firmly with his right hand and stared at his surroundings from the corner of his eye.
Some time ago, I heard that wild wolves were out and about, and several people in the village had disappeared, but they have not been found yet.
Thinking of this, a slight feeling of fear came over my heart.
The longer you stay in this world, the better you will feel about the original society.
At least you don’t have to worry about food, clothing, or personal safety, and you can always access the Internet.
The world he lives in now is similar to ancient China, but it is not any dynasty in his memory.
The country they were in was called Zhao, and the nearest city was called Jiangcheng, but it was still six or seven miles away from their village, Liujia Village.
The world is in chaos, and surrounding Jiangcheng, villages have gathered one after another within a radius of ten miles, collectively known as the outer city.
Although there is no barrier of city walls, the safety is far inferior to that of the inner city, but it is still better than being in the wilderness. At least there are fewer bandits and bandits to attack.
Unfortunately, with the existence of gangs, life is far from peaceful.
Liu Mang was thinking about his thoughts, and before he knew it, he had reached the riverside dock.
There were many ships moored along the river, with torches lit on them, illuminating the coolies who were carrying goods.
Many people, like Liu Mang, were wearing dark colored clothes, with disheveled hair, and some had their hair tied up, looking quite like they were rehearsing a costume drama.
"Hurry up, hurry up, the adults in the inner city are waiting for this batch of goods!"
"Please put it down carefully. There are all porcelain in here! If it's broken, even selling it to your mother won't be enough to compensate you!"
"What are you doing sitting here? Get up! How long has it been since you moved here? I hired you to come here to enjoy yourself?"
A short, fat man in a brocade uniform, in his forties, was walking around in an area he was responsible for, constantly cursing and urging.
Next to him, there were two men with knives, staring sharply at the surroundings to protect the man's safety.
Seeing Liu Mang coming over, the man's eyes lit up: "Tieniu, what I told you yesterday, how are you thinking about it?"
Liu Mang shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Thanks to Mr. Guo for being considerate, but unfortunately I have an old mother to take care of, so I really can't join the Golden Tiger Gang."
"Hmph, the Golden Tiger Gang dominates the entire outer city, and there are countless people who want to join. If my cousin hadn't been short of people this time, I wouldn't have had the chance to push you up. You have to think clearly!" Called 'Master Guo'
When the man heard Liu Mang's answer, he took out his cigarette pouch with some displeasure.
A swordsman next to him took out a huozhezi from nowhere and hurriedly came over to help him light his cigarette.
Mr. Guo took a deep breath, blew out a large puff of smoke, and then looked at Liu Mang, as if waiting for him to change his mind.
Liu Mang was helpless, but he still refused and said, "Thank you Mr. Guo for your kindness. I really..."
"Okay, okay, go back to work!" Mr. Guo's face darkened and he waved his hand impatiently.
Liu Mang clasped his fists, turned around silently, and walked towards the unloading ship.
"Tieniu, you're here."
"There's a big guy over there, and we're all waiting for you to come before we dare to touch it!"
"How is aunt's health?"
Along the way, coolies kept saying hello to Tieniu, but almost all of them raised their heads to talk to him.
That's right, Liu Mang, nicknamed Iron Niu, is over six feet tall.
According to the conversion in the previous life, it is a little over 1.9 meters.
According to the measurement of the Three Kingdoms era, one foot is equivalent to 24.2 centimeters, which is eight feet tall, as tall as the tiger general Zhang Fei.
In a village in the outer city where people don't have enough to eat, his height really makes him stand out from the crowd.
The people around him are generally a head shorter than him.
As for strength.
Liu Mang walked directly towards the two coolies who were struggling to carry the heavy objects and said, "Let me do it."
Then he easily took over the wooden box, which contained something unknown, and placed it firmly on the cart next to it without making any sound.
Yes, his strength is much greater than that of normal people.
As for the specific size, based on the experience of the past year, it is at least twice as big.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And compared with the coolies at the dock, the coolies are much stronger than ordinary people. Liu Mang is extremely talented.
This is also the reason why Mr. Guo, as the leader, is so jealous of him.
In Mr. Guo's view, if Liu Mang joins the Golden Tiger Gang, he will definitely become his cousin's right-hand man, and it is not impossible to help him move forward.
Working as a coolie at the dock is really a dereliction of one's talents.
If Liu Mang was really from this world, he might have been persuaded by Mr. Guo. After all, working as a coolie would not bring the prestige of joining a gang.
After all, the entire outer city is under the rule of various gangs.
If he works hard all night as a coolie, he can only get ten copper coins, and if he works for two days, he can buy more than a pound of old rice, which can barely keep him and his wife alive.
To make a living in a gang, the monthly salary is at least one tael of silver (one thousand copper coins), not to mention gray income such as collecting fees and contributions from others.
Regardless of social status or income itself, gang members are much higher than dock coolies.
Unfortunately, opportunities often coexist with risks.
Gangs fight for three days, one for five days, one for five days, and there are fights from time to time. New gangs are born and old gangs die out every year.
Although the Golden Tiger Gang is currently second to none in the outer city, there is no telling when it will be wiped out.
Liu Mang comes from the peaceful and stable 21st century, and he really doesn't want to be hacked to death at home one day.
My strength is relatively strong compared to ordinary people, but in this world, according to my memory and some hearings, there are real martial arts masters.
It is difficult to get in with a knife or a gun by flying over the eaves or walls, and it can hurt people even by picking flowers and flying leaves.
With my brute strength, I really can't stand on the stage.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang sighed in his heart.
He really wants to learn martial arts and learn real martial arts, so that his trip to this world will be worthwhile!
in particular……
In front of his eyes, a translucent attribute panel instantly appeared: