My Past Life Simulator

   Chapter 277 276 [Two-style Sanshou]

   "Hu Hu Hu"

   At dusk, when the sun is about to set.

  He Zhao sat on the open space in the old forest with a basket on his back and a medicine **** in his hand, panting heavily.

   Without him, after all, he misestimated his own strength and the physical consumption of fighting three wolves.

   It was estimated that it would take about two hours to reach Qingshan Village, but it took three hours. Along the way, not only need to rely on willpower to stand firm, but also have to keep an eye on the road, listen to all directions, and pay attention to the surrounding wind and grass.

   Note, a wolf escaped not long ago.

  Wolf is highly organized and disciplined, and also not bad for revenge.

  Who knows if he is watching him secretly, waiting to reveal his flaws?

   In case of the last shudder, if there is a fork, wouldn't it be wrong to die.

   After a short rest, he braced himself and walked towards the house on the edge of the village little by little.

   "Squeak!"

   pushed open the dilapidated courtyard gate, and a thatched cottage came into view.

  The village is divided into three layers, the outer layer is for the pharmacists, the middle layer is for the tenants, and the inner layer is for the hunters.

   dragged his tired body and walked to the thatched hut.

   There was not even a lock on the door, and it opened with a slight push.

  No money to buy locks is only one of them, and the other is his home, there is really nothing to remember.

   "Really, there are four walls in the family."

  Although he had a memory base, when he entered the room, he couldn't help but complain.

   In the room, apart from a bed that was so dilapidated that it could collapse at any time, there was only a three-legged table and two chairs that were mended. Look at that unfortunate look, maybe it will shatter directly when sitting on it.

  The bowl is full of gaps, so be careful when you eat, you may scratch your mouth if you are not careful. The length and thickness of the chopsticks vary, and all the chopsticks cut with a knife show the barrenness of the owner.

   "Do evil!"

  Emulator, are you sure it's me playing the game, not the game playing me?

   turned around and walked to the water tank, picked up the gourd scoop, and scooped out a big scoop.

   "coo dong. coo dong coo dong"

"Snapped!"

   After drinking the water, he threw the ladle in his hand into the water tank and threw himself on the shabby bed.

   "Forget it, it's safe as soon as you come. Get a good night's sleep first to replenish your energy."

meal?

   As long as there is a grain of rice in the house, he will not drink a ladle of water.

   I slept until the bright moon hung high before I woke up.

   "Cuckoo"

   The stomach immediately protested, reminding the owner that it was hungry.

   "Stop yelling, just hold on again, I'll hold you to death in a while!"

The    voice fell, walked to the corner of the kitchen, and pulled out a sharp knife.

  This knife is about the length of an adult's forearm, and it is one of the only iron tools in the family.

   "It's well maintained, the killing must be neat."

  If it is rusted, you can either go to the village blacksmith shop to spend money to sharpen the knife, or use the soil method yourself. However, the local methods summed up by the mountain people have a great probability of affecting the life of the knife.

   He pinned the sharp knife to his lower back with his backhand. Seeing that the sky should be past the early morning, he nodded and found a piece of cloth to cover his face.

   Immediately afterwards, he pushed open the door, left the small courtyard surrounded by the fence, and ran to the old Wang's house in the east of the village.

   In the middle of the night, and outside the village, no one noticed him at all.

   The entertainment projects of this era are actually no less than the modern world.

  Blowing, drumming, striking, playing the piano, cockfighting, walking dogs, sumo, listening to books, hammering pills.

  You can play if you want, but you have to have money!

  The poor people open their eyes every day, that is, two meals a day, not only to feed themselves, but also to feed their families. After dark, there are daughters-in-law who have some affection, and those who don't have fun with themselves.

   In other places, the surname He is unclear. But in Qingshan Village, most of the villagers have two meals in the morning and evening. The first meal is called Dashi, which is eaten between 8:00 and 9:00 in the morning. The second meal is called a snack, which is eaten between 4:00 and 6:00 in the afternoon.

  The rhythm of their life is to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. When you wake up in the morning, you have to go to work in the field, which consumes a lot of physical strength. You have to eat more to get strength, so it is called "big food".

  The sun is about to set in the afternoon, so I don’t need to work, so I go to bed almost after dinner when I get home. Lying down does not consume much energy, and the food eaten is relatively small, so it is called a snack.

  No one stays up late, there is a lot of work waiting for tomorrow!

  In the early morning, each of them slept soundly.

   There is a bright white moon as the light source along the way, and after living in the village for more than ten years, he can touch Wang Xiaowu's house unimpeded.

   Lao Wang's family is slightly better in quality of life than Lao He's family.

  There are three thatched cottages!

  Fa's little father Wang Tiezhang has one room, his son and daughter-in-law one room, and the rest is the kitchen.

   He twisted his hands and feet, stepped over the knee-high fence, and touched the main house.

When    was approaching, his breathing couldn't help slowing down.

"Snapped"

  “?”

   He Zhao frowned, because there was an abnormal noise from the opposite room.

  ‘Didn’t sleep? Should not be! ’

   He stopped and squatted on the ground.

"Snapped"

   "Hmmm."

  “???”

   It sounds a little rude.

   So, he lifted his footsteps and continued to approach.

   came under the window, and a red-faced voice sounded.

   "Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap."

The    crash sounded, and the people who listened were dry.

  ‘Pharaoh’s daughter-in-law has been dead for eight years, where did he find a woman? ’

  There are no brothels in Qingshan Village, with a population of about 300 households. Everyone looks down and sees each other on weekdays. Who wants to be a prostitute?

   There are a few widows, and there are always some romantic affairs.

  ‘Widow Zhang? Widow Lee? Widow Zhao? ’

   In his mind, subconsciously, several older widows with the same charm appeared.

   It's not that there are no young ones, just which young widow is willing to have **** with an old man who is full of yellow teeth and usually sloppy?

   Just kidding, the young and strong hunters and tenants in the village, not to mention a lot, but there is no shortage of them.

   couldn't stand the loneliness, too many people went to the kang with Gogo's fingers.

   "hate. Tap"

   "I can't think of a lot of age, much better than your son's trash."

   A young woman's voice came out. Outside the window, listening to a famous ruthless man in the corner, he almost didn't get his eyes out.

  'Cao, is actually Wang Xiaowu's daughter-in-law? The father-in-law and daughter-in-law have sex, it's so cool! ’

   Uncle, if Faxiao knew about it, I'm afraid he wouldn't climb back from the mountain and strangle the dog and the man.

"Hey, old man, when I was young, I was a trainer. If it wasn't for the competition at the beginning, after losing, I was picked on by others. In addition, as I get older, I have to eat a lot of food all day, which leads to the decline of qi and blood, and why is it in the evening? So bleak."

   "Why do you talk so much? Don't mention the courage of the past, put more strength on me."

   With the sound of two people talking, the battle became more intense.

   After a while, a low roar sounded, and the sound in the room gradually returned to silence.

   "Go back, if Xiao Wu comes back, it will be bad for him to see."

   Wang Tieshang's weak voice sounded, reminding his daughter-in-law.

   "Not good? On the first night of marriage, Xiao Wu was drunk like a puddle of mud, lying next to the two of us. When you hugged me hard, why didn't you know it was not good?

   When you fool your son with chicken blood, why don't you know it's not good? You lied to your son because he borrowed Liu Jiao's Yinzi money to marry me back, why didn't he know it was not good? "

   Three in a row were bad, and the choked Old Wang panicked.

   "Hey, old man, if I hadn't tasted you, how would I be willing to empty my family and marry you back for my son?"

   "Fart, if you hadn't bumped into me and my father's good deeds, I would have married your family!"

  Wang Xiaowu's daughter-in-law raised her voice slightly and cursed.

   "Keep your voice down, you still have a face. When you go back to your parents' house in the afternoon, are you messing with your father again?"

   "Yes, yes, and more than that. It's not like you don't know, there is more than one man in my family, not just my father. Two elder brothers and one younger brother. That's a happy one!"

   "What I said, you came back today with a rosy face. Four men are waiting for you, and you are not afraid to die in bed."

   "Little lady, I have only heard of cows that died of exhaustion, and I have never seen ploughed fields."

   At this moment, He Zhao was stupid, and his three views were even more broken.

   He is an insightful man!

   Don't talk about things between people, people and lizards have seen the news.

   It’s just that the news finally surfaced, where can you see it with your own eyes like it is now.

   As expected of a large-scale simulation scene, he was taught a lesson on the first day, and his "Dao Xin" was almost unstable.

  ‘In the small village of Qingshan, there are two families of crouching dragons and phoenixes at the same time. ’

   The father-in-law and the daughter-in-law exclaimed each other, and their voices gradually became weaker.

   After a battle with intestines and stomach, it is obvious that the physical strength is very exhausted.

   Half an hour passed in a flash.

   The sound of deep sleep sounded, and he turned to the door.

  The villagers of Qingshan Village use door latches to prevent theft in their homes. It is a sliding latch that is inserted into the door after the door is closed so that the door cannot be pushed open.

   He took out the sharp knife attached to his waist and inserted it along the crack of the door.

   Then, a little shaking slightly.

  The latch also followed, slowly swiping to the right.

   After a while, the sharp knife sank.

   He knew in his heart that the other end of the latch had fallen off.

   "Squeaky"

   raised his hand and gently pushed it away, then stepped in.

   Fortunately, there is no top stick, otherwise I am afraid that I will return without success today.

   In fact, except for the big family or the wealthy, who has nothing to use a door stick!

   The poor clanking, murder is a big crime, and I have nothing to do to trouble the mountain people.

   successfully touched the main house, he held the knife in his backhand, and came to the couch.

   On the bed, there were two shadowy figures.

   Not to mention, Wang Xiaowu's daughter-in-law is really white. She's really big!

   A young man froze on the spot when he saw this taboo scene.

   He ignored his body's reaction and quickly covered Wang Tiezhang's mouth with one hand.

   "Hoooooooo."

   "Poof—"

  's hand raised the knife and fell, immediately piercing the opponent's throat.

   Heart?

  Who knows if Lao Wang is born different from ordinary people, his heart grows on the right side!

   Pull out the sharp knife and insert it at the left chest.

   "Poof—"

   Pull it out again and insert it at the right chest.

   "Poof—"

  Three knives in a row, not to mention that the former Pharaoh was a trainee, even if he was an immortal in his previous life, he has to burp now.

  's violent struggle awakened the slut's daughter-in-law.

"Who?"

   Before she could answer, a cold light flashed across the room.

   "Poof—"

   A knife penetrated the neck, followed by the sound of two sharp knives piercing the flesh.

   "Puff!"

   The woman who straightened up, slumped on the bed, and her father-in-law became a pair of desperate couples.

   "Call—"

  He Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

  Although the whole process is safe and sound, if there is a slight error, it is estimated that the surrounding neighbors will have to be alerted.

In the event of an emergency, escape slowly, and if someone blocks you, you will either be beaten to death on the spot, or you will be sent to the county government and sent to prison.

   "Wang Xiaowu, ah Wang Xiaowu, you have to thank me. Otherwise, you can only stand on the ground, wearing a hat every day, looking at your father and your daughter-in-law with green eyes."

   heaving a sigh of relief, he got up and picked up the fire book, and with the help of the weak light, he began to rummage through the box.

   is here, why don't you bring some spoils home?

   For a long time, he came out with half the money and half the book.

  Half money = five hundred coins = half taels of silver.

   A bucket of rice in the county town costs about 200 wen, and a bucket of rice is about fifteen pounds.

  ‘The money for the meal has come. ’

   left the main house, turned a corner and ran to the kitchen.

  I searched carefully, and there was no fishy smell at all, only ten catties of corn.

  What do you say about this thing, it is hard to swallow, and it hurts in the chest when you eat it.

   It can only be eaten, and it is really not delicious.

  The aristocrats are different. They eat crystal rice, which is soft and sweet.

   In any world, the poor and the rich are still very different.

'Grass! ’

  It was unpalatable, but he still carried the rice bag on his shoulders.

   He came to the main house and blew the fire in his hand, and the sparks lit up immediately.

   "Call—"

   Thatched cottage, absolutely flammable.

  When the fire started, he used all his strength and ran out.

   When he returned to the door, the old Wang's house was raging on fire.

   "Go away!"

  The villagers woke up from their dreams, and the nearest neighbor to Wang Tiezhang's house broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly took the bucket and came out to control the fire.

  If a gust of wind blows, the people around will be burned to ashes.

  The commotion outside, He did not care, he poured ten catties of corn into the pot to cook on his own.

  When the villagers put out the fire, he officially started the meal.

   A mouthful of corn entered his stomach, and a familiar feeling flooded into his heart.

   If it wasn't for his hunger, he might not be able to eat.

  Ten catties of rice, all in less than ten minutes.

   "Hiccup—"

   hiccupped, a feeling of fullness that I had never felt in my previous life for more than ten years, and finally succeeded tonight.

   "One meal is ten pounds, and two meals a day are at least twenty pounds, and the cost is close to 300 yuan. Even if it is a hunter in the village, it is estimated that he can't afford it. It is a miracle to live to the age of sixteen!"

   sighed with emotion, and took out half of the book that came out of Wang Tiezhang.

   Although he ran around to fill his stomach when he was young, his father was a knowledgeable man in his previous life, and he would teach his son how to read when he was free.

  Whether you can write or not is not important, the important thing is to be able to read!

   If not, I am afraid that I will be blinded in the face of books.

  There is no title on the book.

   Open it, read it carefully, close your eyes and meditate.

"Sanshou."

  The book begins with a brief introduction to the content. It is said that it is a four-style loose palm method obtained from the side of the people who wrote it. It is a pity that only half of the book records the two styles.

  The second half? The other two?

   I guess you have to ask, Wang Tiezhang, who died in the sea of ​​​​fire.

   "It's a bit difficult to practice and it costs money."

Happy holiday.

   (end of this chapter)