It was just dawn.

Wei He turned over and sat up from the bed.

His face was exhausted, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his nerves and blood vessels were leaping in his temples.

"I haven't dreamed for a long time...I didn't expect to dream about the past."

He recalled many things in his previous life, and now he always feels like a layer of vague glass is like flowers and moon in the fog, and he can't see clearly.

On the contrary, the scenes of life in this life are as vivid as a videotape and can be recalled at any time.

He didn't know if this was caused by the strong qi and blood, and the more details he could remember, or some other reason.

After lifting the quilt and getting out of the bed, he quickly fetched water from the water tank, grabbed the cold water and scrubbed the body. Then he changed his clothes.

Wei Ying has already made breakfast in the kitchen.

Now, under Wei He's strong request, the two have a fixed life of having breakfast every day.

You know, ordinary families don’t have much capital to eat breakfast. In this world, it’s good that most people can eat enough.

It is even more common to have two meals a day, let alone three breakfasts.

Fortunately, Wei He can have some prey from time to time when hunting, and the forest is also strange. Although it is obviously drought, the forest is still half dead. The yellow-green grass and woods stand firmly.

There are animals and prey scattered in it from time to time.

Wei He didn't know the reason, but it was precisely because of this that he could get some prey occasionally, so he was too lazy to think about it.

"Today it was said that Master Mingxian's sermon was preached. Many people planned to go and see Xiaohe, I want to go there too. Can I?" Wei Ying held the coarse grain steamed buns he made in her hand, looking at Wei He with some expectations.

"Was the kind of preaching last time? The kind that is full of people?" Wei He asked, lowering his head and grabbing a piece of meat strip and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Well, but... there were a lot of people last time, but now, there may not be many." Wei Ying replied with some emotion.

"Can you understand? I can't understand what the Taoist said." Wei He asked.

"I don't understand, but I have something to eat." Wei Ying answered with wide eyes.

"... Then don't join in the fun for such a little thing. Our family is not short of that now." Wei He refused.

"Okay...so."

After the two had breakfast, Wei Ying talked about something when she cleaned up the dishes.

"By the way, Xiaohe, I heard from Master Zheng yesterday that someone seemed to have done something strange in Hongshi Town recently."

"Strange thing?"

"Well, it is said that the man pressed a large piece of iron ore on a pile of dried meat, saying that as long as someone could lift the stones, he could take away the meat by himself." Wei Ying said in a chatty tone, as if she still felt interesting.

Wei He was stunned when he heard this.

"Then what?"

“Then, a lot of people went up and tried it and couldn’t move it away.

The last man named Xu Ran went up and raised his hands, and easily lifted the iron stone that no one could do, and then took away the meat."

Wei Ying exclaimed and said, "The person who put the meat invited Xu Ran to visit his house for a big meal. Then the next day, he started to place stones to press the meat. This time it was heavier than before. As long as anyone could lift it up, he could take away the dead. Xiaohe, do you want to try it?"

In Wei Ying's heart, her brother practiced martial arts step by step and got up. He was also a very powerful person anyway. It should be okay to carry a stone, right?

Wei He does feel differently.

He is different from ordinary people, and his vision is different. He understands this as soon as he hears it.

This is someone who is making a name for himself!

What is the purpose of becoming famous? It is nothing more than attracting attention.

Whose attention is attracted?

Qijiameng, Hongjiabao, and more ordinary people's attention.

Only with fame can you have the opportunity to reach the top and follow the crowd. Only with the opportunity to show your own talents and be invited and valued by those who are superior.

This method is called self-recommendation.

Of course, there is also another possibility, which is a way to screen private talents by major forces.

But it shouldn't be so rough when taking action by major forces.

Wei He suddenly had an impulse. He either practiced martial arts or practiced martial arts every day, and then went home and hunted and killed people. There were almost no other entertainment activities.

Now that he heard his second sister say this, he suddenly wanted to see how his second sister stayed up on weekdays.

Although there is a Huishan Boxing Academy very close to help you take care of it, it is better to carefully check the possible hidden dangers.

Thinking of this, he got up and quickly returned to the room, carefully brought his equipment, and then asked her second sister Wei Ying carefully about her usual route.

Finally, the door opened and left.

After leaving the house, he did not go back to the Shanquanyuan, but walked towards the town market in the opposite direction.

The market in Ishibashima Town only opens for one hour in the morning. If you don’t go early, your things will be snatched up soon.

Wei He rushed to the market along the street.

You can see along the way. The closer you get to the market, the more you can see many men and women in different clothes, hurried towards the market with all kinds of things to pretend.

Some of these people were dressed in rags, while others were clean and tidy, but the common point was that they were not dressed up as noble.

The best thing is just a tidy and slightly patched.

Wei He's clean and tidy outfit was a bit eye-catching among the crowd.

But he didn't care. Along the way, he had never noticed that so many living people could come out of these quiet houses that looked dilapidated on the roadside.

Originally, he almost thought there was no one in the outer city.

But the thin, malnutritional people who are coming out now make him feel the unique desolation of this era.

Soon, I passed a small gray bungalow, and there were some stone tablets in front of them, with two large characters from the vegetable market written in black.

The stone tablets are connected into pieces, blocking the large open space behind them.

There is only a small entrance, leaving people to enter and exit.

At the entrance, there was a group of strong men in black guarding each other, holding short swords in their hands, which was quite intimidating.

"Line in line, go in one by one, don't squeeze!" There were constant shouts of shouting.

Wei He approached the past, stood outside the stone tablet, watched the crowd enter little by little, and then started trading in front of the vegetable and meat stalls on the open space.

"Who are these people in black?" he asked by grabbing a thin young man.

The man glanced at Wei He and wanted to get angry, but judging from his figure and aura, he had to suppress his anger and whisper.

"I am a hero from the Tongcheng Gang. I don't have any money when I go in. When I come out, no matter what you buy and what you exchange for, I have to pay one tenth of them. This is the rule of this vegetable market."

"One tenth?" Wei He knew it.

After letting go of the man, he did not go in, but turned around and rushed towards the next place.

Every day, Wei Ying would come here to buy vegetables first, then go to the oil shop to make oil, occasionally go to the cloth shop for a walk, and finally go home to filter the water, cook, wash clothes and clean.

Wei He walked along the street and left the vegetable market and soon arrived at the oil shop.

There are only two oil shops, and there are many people queuing up at the door. The shop only has a small door less than one meter, which can only be used for one person to enter and exit.

People who buy oil here have much better clothes and energy than those in the vegetable market just now.

There are also many fewer patches on people's clothes.

Wei He walked around and wherever he walked, people from all over the place looked down and dared not look at him.

He is really 1.85 meters tall, with muscles all over his body, and kills many people and prey, so he is obviously not a good person.

So others didn't even dare to look at him a few more times.

Wei He walked around and walked towards the cloth shop.

Leaving the short street where the oil shop is located, the houses on both sides of the road are gradually cleaned up.

Obviously, people often clean it.

Occasionally, you can see some burnt incense heads inserted into the soil by the roadside.

Some doors also have new pictures of the door god Fu Jiang posted, and some even post couplets written by themselves.

From the oil shop to the middle of the cloth shop, this section of street is not long, but there are still many shops in it.

At this time, it was the time when the market opened, and all shops opened.

This is the first time Wei He has seen such a lively look. At this time, he usually practices hard in the Huishan Boxing Academy, so how could he see such a lively scene?

The last time I saw this lively scene, I was still before practicing martial arts.

Under the current novelty, Wei He watched from side to side and looked at these shops that were still open.

Although I counted carefully, there were only a dozen stores that opened, but they looked a lot of sparse.

But there are too many people coming.
To be continued...