Chapter 403: The Evil Man Is Punished (Please Subscribe)

At dawn the next day, the mountain temple became lively.

"Get up, get up, boys!"

Seven or eight young beggars woke up a dozen beggars and children, causing a lot of noise and crying.

"That is to say, Brother Huan doesn't allow us to beat and scold us at will, otherwise you will inevitably get beaten!"

A certain young beggar shouted. After all the beggars and children were driven out of the mountain temple, he couldn't help but muttered: "Brother Huan, it's true. Which beggar hasn't been beaten since he was a child?"

"You kid, stop saying a few words!"

The companion next to him curled his lips and said: "Brother Huan said it well, if you have the ability, just go and bully those green-skinned bullies. What's the point of showing off your power against a kid?"

"You're just a sharp talker, but I haven't seen how powerful your Taizu Changquan is?"

"Heh, let's practice later. It won't be a problem to teach you a lesson!"

"Practice, practice, who is afraid of whom?"

Jia Huan had already gotten up and moved all the muscles and bones around his body.

Smilingly, he watched the young beggars and beggars under his command, like being driven ducks, to the nearby river, took out the branches he had prepared long ago, and simply cleaned his teeth with the help of the river water.

According to him, they have to go out to make a living most of the day, so they can't smoke out the benefactor just by opening their mouth. That would be too unlucky.

After cleaning up their personal hygiene, young beggars and beggars were found. Although their clothes were in tatters and their hair was disheveled, their faces were clean and energetic, and they all looked pleasing to the eye.

You know, when he just traveled through time, he was disgusted by the sloppiness of his little beggars.

It seems like I haven’t taken a shower for half a year, and there are probably several kilograms of dirt on my body and face!

You can easily pick out lice in your hair, and you will find a small ball of mud if you touch it casually!

The tattered clothes on his body were pitch black and emitted a strange mixed smell with a strong rancid smell.

Not only were the little beggars extremely filthy, but the mountain temple where they lived also stank to the sky, with excrement everywhere, and there was no place to even put their feet down.

With the sanitary conditions like this, even a minor injury or illness could lead to death!

What was most difficult for him to accept was that when he just woke up, a mouse happened to slither across his face.

In the damp hay lying under me, all kinds of small insects kept coming and going, it was almost impossible to see!

You can imagine how bad he was feeling at that time!

Regardless of his injuries, he forcibly ordered his little beggar to clean up carefully.

In order to prevent the intrusion of snakes, insects, mosquitoes and ants, more than ten kilograms of mugwort alone was burned!

Later, when his health improved rapidly, under his strong request, his little beggars had to abide by the health regulations honestly and did not dare to be lazy!

Damn it, Huarong Xiangtang is located in Yuezhou, which is an out-and-out southern region.

At the turn of spring and summer, the temperature is not low and the river water temperature is suitable. As long as you are careful and jump in for a bath, you will be fine. But in the end, you are too lazy to move even if the distance is less than 200 meters.

The predecessor could tolerate such a sloppy environment, but Jia Huan couldn't.

To put it bluntly, if you make your body fresher, you can get a few more coins even if you go to the streets to beg.

After the little beggars finished washing, they stood obediently in the open space in front of the mountain temple.

Jia Huan stood at the front, facing these little beggars who stood upright.

"Fight with me. Everyone should cheer up and stop slacking off!"

With a shout, a set of Taizu's long fists came out of his hands smoothly.

If everyone saw the boxing skills, they would definitely be shocked.

Because Jia Huan's Taizu Changquan has entered a state of perfection.

Each move is as smooth as flowing water, and the transition of force is smooth and free.

Based on the power of Taizu's Changquan in his hand, he can barely be regarded as a mainstream presence in the world.

There is no way, the foundation of the predecessor is really poor, and the body bones have just recovered. At this time, he can deal with seven or eight strong men with bare hands, which is already quite good.

The little beggars under his command have been taught by him for almost three months, and the Taizu Changquan moves and routines are very precise, even for the youngest three-year-old child.

Because of his young age, he doesn't have much actual combat power, but his moves and routines are quite standard.

Jia Huan's purpose is not to let them have strong combat effectiveness at this time, that is unrealistic.

Rather, it is to exercise their martial arts basics and keep fit!

Being an Erbao disciple of the Beggar Clan has this advantage. You have access to a lot of big-name martial arts.

As long as you want to learn, and there are senior Beggar Clan disciples willing to teach you, it is not difficult to become good at external martial arts.

No matter how you say it, the Beggar Clan is a big gang that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Even if it is lonely now, its profound foundation is still there, and there is no shortage of basic martial arts.

If you want to learn more advanced martial arts, you need to carry more bags!

After only two rounds of Taizu Changquan, the little beggars' body bones were fully mobile, and this morning's exercise was over.

Next, it’s time for breakfast!

How could little beggars have such an opportunity before?

These are all habits brought by Jia Huan after traveling through time.

No matter what, if you have a hot bite in the morning, you still have the spirit and energy to go to the county town to make a living.

"Have some soup, have a bowl with half a steamed bun per person, don't grab it!"

Jia Huan stood aside, naturally the young beggar was busy eating.

Some took bowls, some distributed steamed buns, some began to pour soup, and more were restraining the children from disrupting the order of eating.

"It tastes so bitter!"

The young beggars brought a dozen beggar children, and under Jia Huan's personal supervision, they drank a bellyful of bitter hot soup with bitter faces, and at the same time finished half a steamed bun.

Although the soup tasted bitter, it made the whole person feel warm and comfortable after entering the stomach.

The little beggars naturally didn't know the benefits of it, and they cheered up and said goodbye to Jia Huan one after another. They were going to the county town to make a living.

Ahem, in fact, it was begging!

With Jia Huan's ability, he could naturally let them have a normal livelihood to support themselves.

But now, they are not able to protect themselves, so they can only act honestly according to the rules of the Beggars' Gang.

Of course, in terms of begging methods, Jia Huan made some improvements based on the psychology of the people of Huarong, so as not to be so humble as to fall into the mud.

He has so few people under his command. In fact, it can be seen that he is a second-level disciple of the Beggar Gang and a small leader of the Mountain God Temple. He is at the bottom of the small leaders of the Xiangtang. Otherwise, he would not have no adult Beggar Gang disciples under his command! After sending all the younger brothers away, Jia Huan took a bamboo pole to the open space in the woods not far away to formally practice martial arts. None of his younger brothers were dissatisfied with his "lazy" behavior. There is no other reason. Jia Huan can get wild game and wild vegetables from time to time in the woods and rivers, as well as fresh fish, shrimp, eels and other things, which is the most solid logistical support for the Mountain God Temple. Regardless of whether the younger brothers have enough gains from begging in the county, when they come back at night, they can at least have a meal of hot soup with a little oil, which is quite good. Huhuhuhu... A set of Taizu stick techniques was used in his hands. Although it is the simplest stick technique routine, it can turn decay into magic in his hands. Without a hard stick at the height of his eyebrows, he was able to use the lighter bamboo pole in various ways.

Even the Taizu stick technique operated by the bamboo pole had a sense of lightness and elegance, while at the same time it was also full of iron-blooded killing and destruction, with a myriad of changes and unpredictable.

With his martial arts training, he was still able to play a simple set of Taizu stick techniques to perfection.

With a bamboo pole in hand, his real combat power had already successfully entered the third-rate of the martial arts world.

At least, he was stronger than all the disciples of Huashan after the story of "Swordsman" began, except for Linghu Chong and Lao Denuo. At least he was confident that he could kill them alone!

After using a set of Taizu stick techniques, Jia Huan was refreshed and energetic.

After cleaning up, he was ready to get some game and pick some common herbs to quickly strengthen his physical fitness.

The martial arts world of "Swordsman" is not peaceful!

He did not forget that his immediate boss was an absolute time bomb.

Sometimes, people can't stand being nagged.

Just as I was thinking about Wu Xiangzhu, I heard a rustling sound at the edge of the woods, and then Wu Xiangzhu and a fierce man appeared in front of me in a panic.

"Quick, quick, Jia Huan, stop the guy behind you!" Wu Xiangzhu saw Jia Huan's eyes light up and shouted hurriedly.

After saying that, he was about to run around behind Jia Huan with a panicked face.

As for the fierce man who was traveling with him, he jumped up and ran, much faster than Wu Xiangzhu.

"Wu Xiangzhu, what's wrong with you?"

Jia Huan's eyes flashed, and he took a wrong step and went straight to meet him, his face full of astonishment.

The next moment, in the direction where the two of them were rushing, a fine steel sword with a sharp and fierce power came quickly like a gust of wind and lightning, and instantly pierced the fierce man through the heart.

"Get out of my way! "

Master Wuxiang was so frightened that his eyes were about to burst. He ran without any courtesy and slapped Jia Huan's cheek with his palm.

The palm wind was whistling. If he was hit, the consequences would be bad.

Jia Huan's eyes were stern, but he did not move. His face was full of shock, as if he was scared silly.

But the next moment, Master Wuxiang suddenly groaned, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his originally fierce palm softened.

The drug took effect!

Jia Huan naturally knew what was going on, but his face was full of panic and disbelief.

"Evil villain, die!"

Another steel sword flew out from the woods and pierced Master Wuxiang's chest directly, killing him on the spot!