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024, seeing is believing

The sun is scorching.

Shen Lang sweated profusely under the big mulberry tree and practiced boxing over and over again.

Xiao Zhao pressed his front paws on the ground, stretched his body back, yawned and stretched his waist. Then he walked to the tree with elegant cat steps, jumped lightly, stepped on the rough bark of the big mulberry tree, and rubbed

In a few moments, he climbed to a horizontal branch about ten feet above the ground.

It walked to the middle of the horizontal branch, formed a small round white dumpling, looked down at Shen Lang under the tree, and asked him:

[Shen Lang, it’s so hot, why do you have to practice so hard? You have me, meow, you can become stronger even if you lie down. 】

The little fish jumped out of the water and spit out colorful bubbles:

[And me and me! No, it’s mainly because of me that Shen Lang can become stronger even while lying down. Cats can’t do it. Cats are too lazy. They just lie down and laze every day. I’ve never seen him exercise. How can it be like that?

I am swimming and exercising all the time.】

Xiao Zhao curled his lips disdainfully:

[I'm just a little kitten, so of course I need to rest more and grow stronger! Besides, why do fish say that cats never exercise? Do you know what "tiger and leopard thunder sound" is? Although others lie down all day long, I lie down all day long.

When I was young, I had been using Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound to cleanse my marrow and cut my body.]

Xiaoyu:【Bragging!】

Xiao Zhao: [I’m not bragging! If you don’t believe me, go into my belly and have a listen. I’m sure you’ll hear the sound of “hoo, hoo, hoo”. 】

Xiaoyu: [Look, Shen Lang! The cat wants to eat me again! It actually tried to trick me into entering its belly! Puff, puff, puff! Bad cat!]

Well, not long after it was quiet, the cat and the fish started quarreling again.

"Hey, can't you just be quiet for a while? I'm practicing."

Shen Lang had no choice but to smooth things over, and at the same time, he waved his fist and made a crisp sound, which was a perfect ending to the boxing session.

After practicing the boxing, he picked up the sword again and swung it a few times to test the feel. Then, while recalling the fencing tips of "ten steps and one kill", he held the sword with one hand, raised the sword body, and pointed the tip of the sword to the sky.

, the hilt of the sword is facing the heart, the sword hand is held in the left hand, and it is resting on the back of the right hand holding the sword.

After making gestures, Shen Lang suddenly spoke, answering Xiao Zhao's previous question:

"I suddenly traveled to another world. I really don't know what to do or what to do. But if I don't want to be a salted fish who just relies on you, I have to find something interesting and meaningful for myself.

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"So, I set a small goal for myself first and wanted to try to see if I could become a martial arts master. I had a kung fu dream when I was a child. Now that I have a real chance to realize it, why not give it a try?"

After saying that, he suddenly shook his head and put down his sword again.

I haven't reached my state of mind yet, I can't find the right feeling, I can't swing my sword.

"It's still a little short of heat..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, or to Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu:

"Forget it, let's continue practicing boxing."

In this way, Shen Lang sweated profusely and practiced boxing all afternoon.

Xiao Zhao also lay lazily on a horizontal branch, watching him practice all afternoon, and said sternly that he was not just lying down and lazy, but practicing "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound".

The small fish swam back and forth in the pond without stopping for a moment.

After practicing until evening, Shen Lang cooked for himself, had a hearty meal, fed the cat and fish, took a short rest, and then started to cook the medicinal bath bag.

After taking the second medicinal bath, Shen Lang came back to practice boxing. He no longer needed to move forward for thirteen long moves to make a sound. Instead, he could twist his whole body's strength into one every seven or eight moves.

The buttocks and fist peaks erupted into a crisp sound.

"Sure enough, you get what you pay for. A medicated bath bag worth five silver dollars a set is very effective. Unfortunately, it is a bit too expensive. But now is the time when we are about to make rapid progress, so the money is well spent. Tomorrow

Let’s get a few more pairs. I estimate that in three to five days, after taking a few medicinal baths, I’ll be able to gather all my strength for every move.”

Of course, he can only integrate his strength during "practice" and focus on one point to explode.

When it comes to the actual "fight", the situation changes rapidly. I'm afraid that I can't even perform a complete move, so I have to change my moves. I'm afraid I don't have time to accumulate energy to launch a killing move with full power.

"At the ninth level of Dacheng, you need to use at least one complete move to charge up before you can fully exert your energy. If you are at the eighth level, you also need to charge up a little, but you don't need to complete the move, half a move is fine. Up to the seventh level of martial arts,

Only then can he exert all his strength with a single punch or palm without any need to accumulate any force.

"Now I only practice martial arts. If I fight with fists and feet, I can only rely on my agility and strength to fight with my life. If I get anxious, I may even only know how to use the king's eight punches. But fortunately, what I practice is swordsmanship. My

Fighting and killing moves are all in swordsmanship."

It's just that I still feel a little bit weak now. I can't hold back the sword moves, and I still need a chance.

late at night.

Shen Lang went to the woodshed to get a shovel, and took Xiao Zhao out over the wall. With the agility of a cat, he avoided the watchman and the night watchman and arrived at the base of the northern city wall.

The city wall of the small county town is not very high, just a little over ten feet long. It is still in disrepair and is full of potholes and cracks.

Shen Lang climbed up the city wall easily, then jumped down directly and headed towards the mass grave.

He has keen senses, and the moon and stars are scarce tonight, so he can easily travel at night even without a torch.

Not long after, ten miles out of the city, we came to a mass grave on a small hill.

Buried in mass graves are mostly the bodies of unclaimed strangers. Local people with no relatives or relatives are also buried here.

Therefore, there are no grave mounds here, and the few graves that are found are all small earthen graves piled up by poor people without land or land.

Shen walked romantically among the mass graves, ignoring the occasional phosphorus fire, looking for the target.

Xiao Zhao put his hand on his shoulder and asked him:

[Shen Lang, you brought me here in the middle of the night. What are you looking for? To catch ghosts? But I don’t know how to use ghosts yet! 】

"It's not about catching ghosts, it's about finding a dead person for verification."

Shen Lang looks like a seventeen-year-old boy, but his actual age before time travel was already in his twenties - well, a man in his twenties is still a good young man whose blood is still cold and not yet smooth.

But no matter what, a young man in his twenties is no easier to fool than a hot-blooded seventeen-year-old boy. He will not be easily fooled by someone else's few words, and he will not be easily picked on by others.

After all, Shen Lang only heard about the evil deeds of the eldest son of the Zhao family.

Although Zhu Hu and Zhao Junshan's words were true, and although the shopkeepers of the gunsmith shop and sword shop were as fearful of Young Master Zhao as a tiger, Shen Lang still insisted on having no plans and no truth.

He had to see it with his own eyes to be truly convinced.

"The people buried last night should have fresh traces of groundbreaking. People in small counties don't die every day. Even if someone dies in an ordinary family, they won't be buried in mass graves. It didn't rain last night or today, so it shouldn't be

Hard to find.”

While talking to Xiao Zhao, Shen Lang carefully looked for fresh signs of groundbreaking.

After a moment, he found a place.

"This is it!"

He put Xiao Zhao down, told him to let him go, and then dug up the soil with a shovel.

He is an entry-level ninth-level man with considerable strength, abundant stamina, enhanced agility, and extremely strong body coordination. He can swing the shovel like a windmill and dig effortlessly.

Not long after, a shallow pit was dug, revealing a corner of the straw mat.

"The burial is so shallow that a heavy rain may wash out the body, or even dig it out by wild dogs... If it is really the maid of the Zhao family who is buried, then the Zhao family is really unscrupulous!"

Shen Lang shook his head and carefully shoveled away the floating soil on the straw mat. When he opened the straw mat and took a look, the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched slightly and his face became as gloomy as iron.

Wrapped in the straw mat was a girl who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

She was naked, and her face did not appear to have any scars, but her face was distorted and her eyes were wide open, as if she had endured great despair and pain before her death.

And on her...


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