Chapter 18 Harvest on a Snowy Night "Nonsense! Who is Qian Bao? How can you handle him?" Li Lin glared and reached out to grab the silver. Li Yuan didn't hide or use any force. He just stretched out his hands and let his second brother pry them apart. It is often more difficult for the young and old to be in charge at home than outside, and it is impossible to succeed without showing off one's skills. "You, Third Brother, when did you become so strong?" Li Lin was shocked. His physique was the worst among the three brothers of the Li family, and he could not learn martial arts at all. However, he had been chopping wood for many years, so he was naturally strong. But he tried to pry open the third brother's fingers with both hands, but couldn't? "Otherwise, why would Chef Sun be willing to lend me money?" Li Yuan shook his hands lightly and broke free from his second brother's hands. He moved his blood and energy into his hands and pressed on the hardwood table, leaving two clear fingerprints. Crude, but effective.
"You've got the hang of it!" Li Lin was stunned for a moment, then a smile suddenly broke out on his face. He didn't even care about the table and looked at his third child carefully. It was already getting dark, and he had not dared to look up because of his wife's scolding. Now that he looked carefully, he was shocked. Compared to two months ago, Li Yuan is half a head taller. His cotton coat, which once fit him well, now looks tight and his trouser legs are too short. Moreover, his skin color was not as dark as before, and his eyes were brighter and sharper, giving him a somewhat heroic look. "Good, good, good!" Feeling his second brother's tightly grasped palm, Li Yuan couldn't help but smile: "Are you relieved now?" Li Lin felt a little sentimental and worried: "Qian Bao has also practiced martial arts, just give him the money and don't make any more trouble..." "Eat before leaving!" While the two brothers were talking, their second sister-in-law Wang Juan had already gone to the kitchen with chicken, fish and meat, and shouted at this time. Li Yuan took a look at the sky and wanted to leave first, but he could not resist the persuasion of his brother and sister-in-law, so he had to sit on the bed and wait for dinner. "Please sit down first. I'll go help your sister-in-law." Li Lin went out with his back straightened a little. After a while, Li Yuan heard the strong voice of his second brother in the kitchen. "It will get better and better in the future." Li Yuan felt very peaceful by the oil lamp that his second brother usually didn't want to light. After knowing that he couldn't go back, although he didn't show it, he always felt hesitant and uneasy in his heart. He hadn't felt this peaceful for a long time. He placed the wolf skin he was carrying on the bedside. In those days, most clothes were made of linen and coarse cloth, and wolf skin was the best material. Although this one was a little torn, it was more expensive than a good cotton-padded jacket. However, he thought about it, put down the wolf skin, and stuffed another piece of rag into his arms. "It's not easy for the second brother."
Leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the room with almost no furnishings, Li Yuan sighed in his heart. When his predecessor was only a few years old, the Li family fell into decline. He only remembered that big house, so he didn't feel much about the decline. But Li Lin has experienced a dramatic change, from having no worries about food and clothing to being heavily in debt. Now he is in his early thirties and still shares a house with others. He can only light the oil lamp for a short while when he comes. "It will be fine……" Taking a deep breath, Li Yuan half-closed his eyes, feeling the subtle changes after controlling the 'sickle'. The feeling of controlling the sickle and sword was much more intuitive than the first time he controlled the training hammer. This was naturally because he was too weak before and had never learned martial arts. But now, he is already a master-level warrior, his blood and energy are enough to cover one palm, and his physique is much stronger than before. With the help of the mastered sickle technique, he naturally noticed more things. The training, the practice, the fighting, every move... "Even though I haven't learned the sword and sickle technique, and I don't know the breathing technique, even if I add the strength to the hammer technique, it is far better than the palm-controlled training hammer. If I can get a long-handled hammer..." Li Yuan was very happy. This feeling of having a direction and getting better day by day made him very satisfied. The only drawback is that after practicing martial arts for so long, he has never tried his hand... "Qian Bao..." …… After dinner, Li Yuan said goodbye to his brother and sister-in-law and took a mulberry wood stick from the yard. In his previous life, he liked these long, straight wooden sticks very much. “Very hard!” Walking out of the alley, it was already late at night. Li Yuan waved a wooden stick that was as tall as him and felt it feel so good that he was a little surprised. "So, proficiency in long weapons? Yes, who says a stick isn't a long weapon?" Li Yuan was very satisfied. It was pitch black, with only a few lights still on. Li Yuan kept fiddling with his long staff, feeling the changes brought about by his mastery of the long weapon. He had never learned stick techniques, but he felt that the stick movements were as smooth as moving one's arms. He thought that if there was a stick technique, he would be able to master it very quickly. He didn't leave in a hurry because Li Lin, who said don't worry, followed him quietly. "The White Ape Posture is also good for training the ears. Second brother is really..." Li Yuan felt helpless but did not point it out. He walked around for a few circles, just playing with his long stick. By the time he could no longer hear Li Lin's footsteps behind him, more than half an hour had passed. "Try putting on the hammer head?" Li Yuan was addicted to the game. He felt a little excited when the idea came to his mind. He found an empty alley, flipped his hand, and the training hammer appeared out of thin air. "What a good thing!"
Even though he had tried it many times, Li Yuan was still somewhat shocked, not knowing what kind of power this was. Li Yuan was now very strong. He stepped on the hammer head with one foot and pulled the hammer handle out with a little force. He then took out the bone-cutting knife and sharpened the mulberry wood stick. With a click, the hammer head was installed. "Huh? In the Weapon Palm Scroll, the training hammer turned into a long-handled training hammer? Interesting..." Putting away the bone-cutting knife, Li Yuan picked up the long-handled hammer, feeling indescribably handy, and lifted it casually and skillfully. Mastery of long weapons! In the alley, Li Yuan tinkered for a long time. In the deserted night, he felt more relaxed than in the weapon shop, and even had the urge to practice. "Let's do our work first, and try again later." Li Yuan reluctantly put away the long-handled training hammer, reached out to catch a falling snowflake, and walked quickly towards the front street. "If these rascals start a fight first, I'll have no choice but to fight back..." Flexing and stretching his five fingers, Li Yuan suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. Qian Bao lives in a large courtyard on the front street. Because of his bullying and misbehavior, he forced the original tenants to leave, and now all his friends live there. From a distance I could see that the lights were still on inside. "I don't know what the boss is thinking about an old and ugly woman. If he wants her, he can just kidnap her and play with her. Does that coward Li Lin dare to report her to the authorities?" "You don't know this, right? Before the eldest brother became rich, his whole family worked as farmhands for the Li family. At that time, they were already looking for a marriage partner..." "Don't mention it. Although that woman is fierce, she is also quite pretty... Tsk, we should tie them both up together, hehe..." …… "Qian Bao is my family's long-term worker?" Li Yuan hid in the shadows, his eyes suddenly turning cold. He thought Qian Bao wanted to extort some money, but he never imagined that this beast's target was his sister-in-law? Just then, two hooligans staggered out of the door, pulled down their belts and squatted down on the snow pile beside the road. "..." He originally wanted to listen, but when he looked up and saw two big white butts, how could he resist? He immediately took a step forward, swung his arms and hit the two hooligans who were squatting in the cell. There is no obvious gap between fist and foot weapons. The White Ape Cloak Hammer is a hammer, and it can be a fist when the hammer is taken off. Of course, you can also hit people by swinging your arms. In fact, the difference between training methods and fighting methods lies only in the transportation and mobilization of blood and qi. "Uh……" The two men were caught off guard and before they could even turn their heads, they were knocked down by Li Yuan and smashed into a snow pit, where they lost control of their bowels and bladder. What the hell! Before Li Yuan had the chance to taste it for the first time, he took several steps back with disgust on his face when he saw it. "No wonder people hate him. The toilet is only a few steps away, but they have to drag him onto the street..."
Li Yuan looked at the two big buttocks with disgust, clenched his fists slightly, and knew the extent of his own strength. Although he had never fought with anyone during the past few months of learning martial arts, he was naturally aware of his own strength. He could even overturn a half-person-high water tank filled with water in Fatty Sun's yard. These two scoundrels must have suffered at least moderate concussion after being hit by his two punches. "Laojiu, Wang Niu? Where is he? Did he fall into the manure pit?" In the yard, another person staggered out, but he didn't see the two people in the snow pile. He was knocked down by Li Yuan's punch, and this time he used less force. The flying shit and urine also caused him a lot of harm. "This feeling is so different from air strike..." Li Yuan casually threw the man into the snow pit, waited patiently, and repeated the same trick. After knocking down two more people, the people in the house finally realized something was wrong. "There are seven or eight more?" Hearing the chaotic footsteps in the yard, Li Yuan took out a rag from his arms and wrapped it around his head, leaving only his eyes exposed. When the footsteps in the yard slowed down, he immediately exerted force with his feet and rushed in like a nimble ape. "Who?!" Qian Bao, who was walking at the end, was the most observant. He shouted loudly and retreated back into the house. He glanced around and saw a black shadow suddenly rushing into the yard. He plunged into the crowd. "Fuck! How dare you come here to cause trouble?!" Qian Bao was furious and took out two machetes from behind the door, but before he could rush out, he heard a few "bangs" and the sound stopped abruptly with screams. Vulnerable! In the courtyard, Li Yuan was stunned. He didn't even have time to take out the hammer. None of this group of hooligans had ever practiced martial arts? Can someone with this quality be called a hooligan? "Who are you?!" Inside the house, Qian Bao was leaning against the door with sweat on his forehead. But Li Yuan obviously had no intention of saying anything. He took three steps at a time and swung his arms, hitting the closed door like a steel whip or a sledgehammer. boom! Behind the door, Qian Bao felt a pain in his chest. His fat body knocked over the tables and chairs, and the soup splashed all over him. Bastard, sneak attack! Qian Bao, who was drunk, felt like vomiting blood in his heart, but he didn't even have time to curse before he was hit in the face by the wide door panel, and blood splattered everywhere. "Fuck..." Qian Bao saw stars, but he managed to push the door panel and flip out. However, he only saw a face wrapped in rags. He was knocked unconscious by two heavy punches! "damn thing!" Li Yuan glanced at Qian Bao coldly, and kicked him hard again, causing the fat man, who probably weighed more than 200 pounds, to roll three or four times. But he didn't waste any time. He glanced around and ran to the inner room. After rummaging through the drawers and cabinets, his eyes lit up. He picked up two small boxes and left quickly. (End of this chapter)