Chapter 12 012 Martial Arts

Chapter 12 012. Martial Arts

At night, we set up a pot and heated the stove, which had been cold for who knows how many years.

Pork, cabbage, white flour buns, and 10 kilograms of mutton were bought to stew a pot of mutton soup.

Wang Qiqi's cooking skills were quite good. Everyone had a hot and delicious meal, and their stomachs were round.

In this day and age, eating such a greasy meal until full is a good thing that you dare not even think about!

At night, everyone stroked their round bellies, feeling that their hearts were filled with this hot meal, and a feeling of happiness arose spontaneously.

Of course, after the happiness, a few guys who had not eaten much greasy food on weekdays and had no ambition to eat a lot at night suffered and ran to the toilet again and again.

After scolding them, Liu Qiang sent someone out to get them medicine.

It was not until the second half of the night that the diarrhea stopped, and they fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, Ren Pingsheng sent Wang Qiqi and Chen Dachui out again, and bought some steamed buns, fried cakes, tofu brain, wontons, fried dough twists and the like from the breakfast stalls on the street.

It was also a delicious breakfast.

Ren Pingsheng treated all three meals, and the people in Liujia Village seemed to look at Ren Pingsheng with more affection.

After breakfast, Ren Pingsheng cleaned up the room and locked the door.

"This is Liu Shicheng, the eldest son of the third brother in our Liujia Village."

Liu Qiang introduced Ren Pingsheng.

Liu Shicheng looked at Ren Pingsheng with a very enthusiastic face: "Brother Ren! My father told me about you. You cured Yaya's illness!"

"Yaya is very cute. Now when I go out, she likes to run behind me, haha."

Ren Pingsheng found it interesting when he mentioned the little daughter of the third brother. The five-year-old girl would either climb trees to dig out bird nests or go to the river to catch loaches, or chase the children in the village to beat them. She was more naughty than boys, a real child king, and was often spanked by the third brother.

The third brother was a blacksmith. He often used a hammer to "ding ding dang dang" to forge iron. You can imagine how strong his hand was.

So, the clear and bright crying of Yaya was often heard in Liujia Village. Every time they heard it, the villagers of Liujia Village knew that Yaya must have been beaten again.

There were two young people following behind Liu Shicheng. They looked eighteen or nineteen years old and were very strong. They were quite skilled.

They were wearing grey shorts with the words of Qingcheng Escort Agency embroidered on their sleeves.

After leaving the city, there were still refugees waiting for porridge at the gate in the morning.

Ren Pingsheng saw someone picking people from the refugees, touching their bodies and looking at their mouths, which was no different from selecting livestock.

"Is that person buying people?"

Ren Pingsheng followed the people around him and asked.

Now, except for Liu Qiang and a few people in the front, Liu Shicheng and his three people, Liu Shu, Chen Dachui, Lao Liu and others all followed Ren Pingsheng. After all, the 400 taels of silver were all on Ren Pingsheng, so he was naturally the key protected object.

"Hey, why do you need to buy refugees? Look at those children. As long as the people in the town are willing to take them, their parents are willing to send them even if they don't pay!

On the road of escape, one more person means one more mouth.

Whether it is for children or parents, it is a hope of survival!"

Liu Shicheng spoke in a normal tone, and it was obviously not the first time he had seen such a thing.

On the way back, there was no cargo, so Wang Qiqi simply sat on the ox cart to drive the oxen. The remaining men walked in twos and threes, some discussing the Minister's Mansion, some talking dirty, and the laughter and joy along the way did not seem dull.

Occasionally, refugees with their families were encountered on the road, most of them were timidly hiding on the roadside, not daring to approach these men with guns and sticks.

The fleeing teams were all in groups, ragged and skinny.

Ren Pingsheng saw that the seven-foot-tall man was also hunched like a shrimp, with deep sunken skin on his face, messy hair and beard sticking to his body, holding a dry branch in his hand, trying to support his weak body, and the child on his back had no vitality, lying low on his father's back, motionless and silent.

In the fleeing team of dozens of people, occasionally someone fell down, except for his family and fellow villagers, no one went to take a closer look.

They no longer had the strength or the spirit to help or take a look.

This is just a microcosm of the thousands of refugees. If one or even half of the one hundred refugees can escape to Dongyang County, it would be good.

No wonder many people judge that there may be another wave of zombies this year.

Ren Pingsheng retracted his gaze and stopped observing these refugees.

After two months in this world, he has seen many such scenes and his heart has become much harder.

"The world is difficult, and people's lives are difficult."

Liu Shu couldn't help but sigh: "If I can be an official one day, I will definitely be diligent and good at doing things, protect agriculture and sericulture, promote industry and commerce, drive away zombies, exempt miscellaneous taxes, and let the people live and work in peace and contentment."

Ren Pingsheng patted Liu Shu on the shoulder: "I believe it is feasible, and the difficulty of moving mountains and filling the sea will eventually succeed.

Liu Shu, since you have ambitions, you must strive for it with all your strength. The mountains and the sea cannot limit you."

"Mr. Ren said it very well, Brother Shishu, you have been studying since childhood, I believe you will definitely pass the exam to become an official."

Liu Shicheng echoed.

"Yes!"

Liu Shu nodded heavily.

"Brother Shicheng, I heard that besides escorting for the Qingcheng Escort Agency, you are also a disciple of the Lan Clan Martial Arts School?"

Ren Pingsheng asked Liu Shicheng.

"Yes, but Qingcheng Escort Agency is actually also the property of Lan's Martial Arts School. Every month, Lan's Martial Arts School can receive 30% of the fees from the escort agency.

Most of the escorts in our escort agency have practiced boxing in Lan's Martial Arts School."

Liu Shicheng said.

Ren Pingsheng was a little curious and said, "I wonder how good the martial arts of the martial arts school are? How good can the master's martial arts be?"

"Of course the martial arts of the martial arts school are strong, like me... Well, Brother Ren, let me show you!"

Liu Shicheng suddenly jumped to the side of the road.

A elm tree as thick as an adult's arm, with its bark eaten away by refugees, was bare.

"Crack".

Liu Shicheng broke the elm tree with one punch.

Liu Shicheng came back and said, "I am actually stronger and have some strength skills."

Ren Pingsheng was very surprised when he saw the seven or eight meter high tree fall.

This elm tree is as thick as an adult's arm. Even without the bark, it is difficult for an ordinary adult, or even a 400-jin black bear, to do it.

"Our director is really amazing. With one palm strike, it is easy to break the stone tablet. But our director is old, and our senior brother is even stronger, with extremely strong explosive power. With one punch, he can break such a thick stone tablet!"

Liu Shicheng gestured, and Ren Pingsheng saw that it was about ten or twenty centimeters.

"When we just entered the martial arts hall to study, our senior brother demonstrated it. The stone table in the yard was about twenty centimeters thick. With just one palm strike, it broke into more than ten pieces!

I was thinking at the time, if this palm strike hit a person, I'm afraid that his head would be broken!"

Liu Shicheng's eyes were full of excitement when he talked about his senior brother.

It seems that he admires his senior brother very much.

Ren Pingsheng rubbed his eyebrows.

A twenty-centimeter stone table was broken by one palm strike, which is a bit scary.

At least I have never seen it on Earth. Whether it is hitting bricks, hitting stone slabs, or even 5 or 7 bricks stacked together, or hitting wrenches, or hitting iron plates, Ren Pingsheng has seen it all, but it is almost impossible to break a 20-centimeter stone table with a bare hand.

Unless it is those masters who rely on acting, cheating, sneak attacks, and video editing.

Ren Pingsheng scratched the back of his head, which was a little itchy because he hadn't washed his hair for two days.

"The martial arts of this world seem to be a little extraordinary.

I just don't know what the stone slab is made of."