The Chizhu Gong has broken through to Iron Skin, that is, practicing the skin three times, and he is still a good player in the world.
For example, most of the young disciples of those sects and aristocratic families are at this level.
Liu Mang could kill some of them before he broke through. If he broke through to the third level, he would be basically invincible.
In this way, Liu Mang began a three-point and one-line life in Liuhe Village, Baishuitang, and chicken farm.
During the day, he would sometimes go to the kitchen to care for the cooks, but every time he wanted to care for people's livelihood, the cooks would leave without giving face, leaving only Wang and Sun alone.
The two of them have become quite familiar with each other. Although they used to see each other every day as neighbors, there were very few opportunities for them to truly communicate.
Liu Mang knew that this might not be good, since she was a married woman, but he was just chatting and did not cross the line.
This world is similar to the Qin and Han Dynasties in the previous world, not so feudal.
As long as you stick to the bottom line, no, you can definitely stick to the bottom line.
After all, men and women can become true friends and have true friendship.
He is destined to be the best in the world, how could he not even be able to do this?
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A few days later, the Golden Tiger Gang's annual tiger sacrifice arrived.
Tiger Festival is a sacrificial activity held to commemorate the day when the Golden Tiger Gang was established.
On this day, unless there is a very important escort, everyone in the gang must arrive and no leave is allowed.
The large courtyard of the main helm was decorated and became a temporary place of worship.
In the courtyard closest to the inner hall, a huge portrait of a tiger head is placed.
The portrait is made of white silk cloth, and the tiger's head is dotted with colored dyes. The entire portrait is about two feet long and more than one foot high.
The tiger head is vivid and lifelike, as if it will come out of the painting and bite people at any time.
There are two big drums placed on both sides of the portrait, and there are many firecrackers at the far side.
In front of the portrait are a row of pig heads, a row of sheep heads, and a row of cow heads, which are used as sacrificial offerings.
Only flies were seen flying around, and an obvious odor came from the offerings. Even if the surroundings were filled with flowers and fruits, they could not be eliminated at all.
A five-foot-tall golden long-haired dog, somewhat similar to a Caucasian dog from a previous life, was lying quietly on the ground, looking at the tributes on the stage from time to time.
Everyone in the Golden Tiger Gang was wearing tiger-headed tops, and from a distance they looked like a large patch of yellow.
"It is said that the leader of the gang was originally a down-and-out scholar. He had a private life-long arrangement with the eldest daughter of an official family. Later, when he was chased by the government soldiers, he was helped by the strange beast Golden Tiger. He escaped to a cave and acquired the Tiger Boxing Technique and the Tiger Demon Technique. This is how he became today.
The Golden Tiger Gang!" said one of the gang members, shaking their heads in the courtyard.
"Didn't you mention all of this when you joined the gang?" someone complained.
Others also looked at him with contempt.
"A downtrodden scholar?" Liu Mang couldn't help but picture the gang leader Han Long's bald head and strong figure in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel funny.
However, when people become famous, they can say whatever they want, and you can’t expose it even if you try to put money on your face.
Many other people's attention was focused on the big dog.
"That dog looks like a lion!"
"You don't understand. This dog is very smart and can learn everything. Its nickname is Golden Tiger, and he is the gang leader's pet dog."
"But it doesn't look like a tiger or a lion, does it?"
The entire Golden Tiger Gang was overcrowded at this time, and the entire courtyard was packed to the rafters.
Liu Mang did a rough scan and estimated that there were seven to eight hundred people, or even thousands.
The Golden Tiger Gang has now expanded to become the largest gang in the outer city. Such a large number of people has been suppressed, otherwise it would be easy to reach 2,000 or 3,000.
It's approaching noon.
Gang leader Han Long appears under the giant portrait of a tiger head.
Then he began to announce that the sacrifice had begun.
Everyone below stood in order. In the front row were the heads of the six halls of Black Water Hall, White Water Hall, Red Earth Hall, Zifeng Hall, Sanhe Hall, and Feishe Hall. In the second row were the heads of the six halls holding flags.
Behind them are the ordinary members of the gang.
Then came the firecracker session, with crackling explosions heard continuously, and the hall master in the front was covered in a lot of soot.
Then comes drumming.
Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong!
There was a maid at the back who handed everyone a small bowl filled with wine.
The leader of the gang, the leader of the hall, walked up to the portrait holding a flag, drank half of it himself and poured the other half on the ground, while the ordinary gang members could only drink where they were.
After these serious ceremonies were over, Liu Mang and many others breathed a sigh of relief. Next came what they regarded as the 'game' part.
For example, dancers invited from the inner city perform dances, such as pot throwing competitions and archery competitions.
Finally, we came to the most watched part of the gang competition.
Liu Mang was standing in the farthest corner from the pig head, watching the competition between the gang members in the center of the courtyard from a distance.
Of course, the hall master does not need to participate in these flag-holding competitions, they are reserved for the performance of the people below.
If you perform well, you will be valued by the middle and higher-ups of the gang, and you may not be given the opportunity to escort the ship in person. As long as you have enough merit, you will also have the opportunity to be the flag bearer and the leader of the hall in the future.
Liu Mang couldn't help but yawn. It was so boring. He just hoped that the ceremony would end soon so that he could go to the chicken farm to kill the chickens.
Now the energy points have been accumulated to 462, and I will be able to accumulate 500 points in the next two nights.
Gang Leader Han, who was sitting at the top, looked serious at this time, thinking in his heart:
"Today is such an important day, why hasn't this damn girl come back yet?"
The competition stage was bustling with excitement and noise.
"Good! Awesome! Strong!"
"The people from Baishuitang are the strongest!"
"Fuck your grandma's pig shit! I, Zifengtang, am the most powerful!"
A bearded man on the stage knocked down someone again and walked around the field with a shaky expression.
"Who else?!"
But it turns out to be Lin Hanlin. He used to be the flag bearer of the Red Club. He has a peak level of cultivation. The ordinary gang members are really no match for him.
"let me!"
A big man from Zifengtang rushed to the stage, but was beaten down by Lin Hanlin within a few rounds.
Lin Hanlin imitated the posture Liu Mang often made with his hands folded in front of his chest, looked at the crowd outside the court with contempt and said: "Who else?!"
His expression, combined with the big beard on his face, was so unflattering that even Liu Mang wanted to go up and kick him.
"Lin Hanlin is so shameless. He has been a leader before and now he comes here to bully newcomers." Ban Yang couldn't help but cursed in the audience.
"If he hadn't been from our church, I would have gone up to teach him a lesson." Cai Binwen said coldly.
Qi Quan looked at it but said nothing. These were all for newcomers, and little bosses like them didn't even bother to go up.
Lin Hanlin's arrogant performance finally annoyed a master from Hongtu Hall.
He came on stage and launched a series of fierce attacks with amazing boxing skills. He knocked Lin Hanlin to the ground and kept retreating.
However, Lin Hanlin kept guarding tightly, and when the opponent's strength was exhausted, he suddenly attacked and won another game.
"Who else!"
Lin Hanlin shouted loudly, word by word, with an arrogant tone, and the rough beard on his face looked so mean at this moment.
Just when he was arrogant, a slightly rough female voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard:
“It’s very lively!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the gang leader Han Long, who was originally frowning, showed a happy face.
The expressions of the old men in the gang, such as Hall Master Mei, Hall Master Peng and Niu Cong, all changed. They couldn't help but look towards the courtyard door. They obviously knew the owner of this voice.
A tall woman, carrying a long and thick iron rod behind her back, slowly appeared in front of everyone.