The eldest lady was sitting in the high hall, her eyes as cold as a poisonous snake, "Remember this whip, this is a lesson to you for disrespecting your elders!"
"Hahaha! Good! Good!"
Yang Ji laughed angrily and glanced not far away, where a martial arts guard was rolling up a bloody whip in a slow and orderly manner:
"Madam, thank you very much for the gift. Yang Ji will remember this whip!"
Yang Ji didn't even look at the bloody wound on his back, and just let the blood drip down his back.
"One day, I will return it."
Yang Ji said bitterly in his heart, then turned and left without looking back.
…
The eerie silence in the Discipline Hall.
After Yang Ji left, the eldest lady stood up with her hands on her hands.
Her face was like ice that had never melted for thousands of years, with a solemn look on her face.
"I want to take care of all aspects, but also want to eat more. How can there be such a good thing in the world? - Since you don't want to join in, don't take the original 'Yilongshou Pill'!"
The eldest lady coldly dropped these words and turned to leave, leaving only three livid-faced clan elders behind her.
Lifting a rolling curtain and entering the back of the Discipline Hall, the "eldest lady" suddenly stopped as she passed a kneeling girl.
This girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was pretty and refined. She was half-kneeling on the ground, holding chopsticks in one hand and a large bowl in the other hand, which was full of spicy fried pork.
While crying.
She was already very full and her belly was slightly bulging, but she still kept eating and couldn't stop the tears in her eyes.
"This time I'm just giving you a small lesson. Do your part well. Next time, it won't be as simple as letting you eat the cat you raised since childhood. - I won't always be like this.
Be kind!"
"Madam" said that and walked away.
"Wow!"
After the eldest lady left, the girl finally cried loudly, and kept vomiting while crying.
This thing that had accompanied her since she was a child and regarded her as a family member was now the only thing left in that place. Seeing the broken foam spit out from her stomach one by one, the girl was about to collapse.
"Madam, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore..."
The girl howled loudly, her voice was hoarse.
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After coming out of the Discipline Hall, Yang Ji felt confused. Although the sky was not very bright, it felt extremely dazzling at this moment.
"Sixteen years old, sixteen years old... It's not easy to reach the martial arts realm! Even those outstanding disciples in the clan, who have the training resources provided by the clan every day, dare not say that they will definitely be able to break through to the martial arts realm, let alone
Besides, I can only breathe at the sixth level."
Yang Ji's heart was heavy and he felt that his future was gloomy.
"However, no matter what, I will never let you succeed. Maybe one day, I will leave the clan, but it will never be in this way!"
Yang Ji clenched his fists and secretly vowed to break through to the martial arts realm before he turned sixteen no matter what.
More than half a year is so short!
Yang Ji's only advantage now is that the strange "Star Iron" has changed his bones, allowing him to stand on the same starting line as other clan disciples again.
This is his only glimmer of hope.
After leaving the Discipline Hall, Yang Ji saw the old housekeeper in the crowd. As soon as the old man saw the bloody whip marks on Yang Ji's back, he couldn't help crying.
The old housekeeper felt ashamed of the deceased master and his wife, and was so sad that he could not even speak.
"Uncle Liang, it's okay. It's just a small scar. Take this as a lesson. One day, I will pay it back."
Yang Ji comforted the old housekeeper, ignored those sarcastic looks, and returned to his residence.
The whip was specially made and had backlashes on it, so the torn skin would not heal in a short time. Yang Ji simply applied some medicine, but the pain did not decrease at all.
This is how cruel the eldest lady is!
"Blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come singly. I wrote a couplet, but I didn't expect it to come true for me. Time is running out, and I must find a way to raise money for the winter as soon as possible."
Yang Ji smiled to himself, moved his body, and felt that the injury did not have much impact on his actions. He gritted his teeth and left with his luggage on his back.
Although writing couplets is hard work, it is the only thing he can do now. Yang Ji plans to sell a few more couplets like yesterday.
However, when Yang Ji walked into those shops like yesterday, an accident happened.
"Sorry, young man, we have enough goods."
"I'm so sorry, our store doesn't need couplets now."
"...You should go and look elsewhere."
…
The answer was basically the same. After visiting more than ten stores in a row, Yang Ji couldn't sell even one couplet. It seemed that overnight, all the stores began to turn Yang Ji away, and their attitudes were very cold.
Even in some stores, as soon as Yang Jicai showed up at the door, the other party waved his hand and said no.
"Shopkeeper, please tell me directly. What is going on?"
Yang Ji finally couldn't help but said loudly.
"Haha, young man, I won't hide it from you. You are a disciple of the Yang clan. Yesterday, your eldest lady sent someone here. They said that none of us are allowed to buy your couplets, but there is nothing we can do."
The person who finally told the truth was the shopkeeper of a grain and oil store, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"What? Madam!"
Yang Ji suddenly changed color.
Although he had long sensed that someone was targeting him, he only thought it was a competitor, but he didn't expect it to be the eldest lady, with her hand stretched out so long.
He just sold the couplets yesterday, and today this woman ordered all the shops in the market to stop selling his stuff.
"This woman sincerely wants to cut off all my options for survival!"
Yang Ji felt anxious and angry.
"Selling couplets" was a way he came up with to earn enough money in a short period of time. The eldest lady blocked his path, which was equivalent to strangling his lifeline.
If you don't sell couplets, how can you survive this bone-chilling winter?
"There is no way out of heaven. I don't believe that a living person can be killed by a few copper coins!"
Yang Ji felt angry in his heart, but it also inspired the pride in his heart and the uncompromising nature in his heart.
Yang Ji turned around and left. Just as he crossed the threshold, his eyes suddenly glanced at something in front of the grain and oil store. His heart moved and he stopped.
"Shopkeeper, what is that?"
Yang Ji pointed to a piece of snow-white fox skin in front of the grain and oil store.
The grain and oil store rarely sells anything else, except Yang Ji's calligraphy and painting couplets, and this fox fur is the most special.
"Oh, you said this!"
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "This is a fox skin hunted by hunters in the mountains. Winter is coming, and these animals have begun to change their fur. Whether fox or rabbit, they are both snow-white. The young ladies and gentlemen in the city like them very much. They sell them
It's quite good. If you can also get it, I will still accept it... Of course, you can't let your eldest lady know."
The shopkeeper talked mostly in jokes. Yang Ji, who was polite and wrote couplets with a pen, could not get along with those hunters in the mountains.
However, Yang Ji didn't think so. When he heard the shopkeeper's words, his heart suddenly became lively.
"hunt……"
Many thoughts went through Yang Ji's mind instantly. His eyes were bright, and he vaguely thought of something.
Hunting requires a lot of strength, whether it is shooting a bow or releasing an arrow. For ordinary people, after shooting a few arrows, the muscles in their arms will become numb, the whole body will be weak, and they will have to rest for a long time before shooting again.
But Yang Ji is different. After reaching the sixth stage of breathing, his strength and physical strength increase greatly, far beyond ordinary people. Others may not be able to draw the bow, but Yang Ji can definitely do it.
"Grain and oil stores usually don't sell other things unless there is huge profit. I only earn one copper plate from selling a pair of couplets, and a fox skin is probably seven to eight times, or even ten times more than mine. Moreover, although I have achieved breathing
Sixth level, but the muscles are still loose. Practicing bow and archery can strengthen the muscles of the whole body and prepare for future martial arts practice."
Yang Ji's eyes became brighter and brighter. At this moment, he finally knew what he was going to do.
After selling couplets on the street to collect eight cents, Yang Ji went to a bow shop and chose an "ironwood bow" made of large beef tendons. This kind of bow has great toughness and a very long range, which is unusual.
People can pull it.
Yang Ji planned to use it to unify the tendons all over his body and enhance his strength during hunting.
Before leaving, Yang Ji spent two more coppers to buy more than twenty arrows, and then Yang Ji left the bow shop.
"drive!"
When he walked to the street, there was a sudden thunderous shout, a strong wind blew in his face, a fierce horse with four hooves flying, and a young man on top who was full of energy, dressed in hunting clothes, and followed by a strong hunting dog galloped past Yang Ji.
.
"He is a disciple of Dong Xun!"
Yang Ji narrowed his eyes and recognized it.
Every winter at this time, clans of all sizes in Pingchuan County begin to enter their own exclusive hunting grounds for competitive hunting.
Although Yang Ji is a disciple of the Yang clan, he has never been qualified to enter there.
"One day, I will go in openly."
Yang Ji clenched his head, turned around and walked towards the vast mountains in the other direction. In the big clan, that was called the "wild area".
…
There are tall and dense trees everywhere on the mountain, and the dense woods will not all disappear even in winter.
Yang Ji walked under the tree. There were dead branches and leaves everywhere, piled up in a thick layer, and filled with a rotten smell.
"Hunting requires high accuracy. I have never shot an arrow before, so I need to practice it first."
Yang Ji opened his hands, stretched the ironwood bow to the full moon, and carefully studied the archery skills.
Taking aim, Yang Ji aimed at a big tree in front of him.
"Buzz!"
There was a buzzing sound from the bow string, and a long arrow was shot out in one go, flying over another big tree branch three steps away and disappearing without a trace.
"The accuracy is too bad, I need more practice."
Yang Ji shook his head and walked over to pick up the missed arrow.
He doesn't have many arrows on his body. Each one is bought with money and must be put to good use.
"Whoosh!"
Another arrow shot out, this time the accuracy was a little better, but still far from good.
Arrow after arrow, Yang Ji kept shooting out arrows repeatedly. These arrows consumed a lot of energy, and each time they would make their arms sore from exhaustion. Ordinary people might be tired of it long ago, or at least a little irritable, but Yang Ji was not.
, his eyes were calm, and his wrists were always steady.
"collapse!"
In the blink of an eye, half of the arrow was shot out. Yang Ji's arms were numb and he couldn't even lift them.
"No, it takes too much energy. I also need to send some news."
Yang Ji leaned against a big tree with a chair and two people hugging each other, panting, and sat down. His strength was already good, but he couldn't stand such frequent archery.
"Fortunately, I have initially mastered the power of the bow and arrow. My accuracy is also better."
Yang Ji nodded and quietly regained his strength under the tree. At this moment, Yang Ji's ears suddenly twitched and he heard a faint female voice coming from the wind.
"This sound... seems like someone is hurt."
Yang Ji was startled and stood up immediately. He had always thought that he was the only one here, so he was inevitably surprised when he heard the cry for help.
"This direction... is deep in the mountains."
Yang Ji saw clearly the direction from which the sound came, and his expression changed slightly.
There are many dangers in the depths of the mountains, and not just anyone can venture there.
"Hey, I can't care about that much anymore. As a man, what's the point of looking forward and looking forward? You'd better go over and take a look first."
Yang Ji gritted his teeth and quickly ran towards the direction of the sound without caring much.
There were no dangers along the way. Deep in the mountains, Yang Ji finally found the source of the cry for help. In the grass, he saw a girl in a yellow hunting suit lying on the ground, covered in black and blue. She fainted after just a moment.
Not far away from her, a venomous snake with a triangular head was cut into two pieces and remained motionless.
"This is snake venom!"
Yang Ji was startled and saw two deep poisonous snake fang marks on the girl's exposed ankles at a glance.
From her ankles up, her entire legs were black, and the poisonous gas was spreading throughout her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What a powerful poison!"
Yang Ji's eyelids twitched, feeling that she was in great danger. If she didn't rescue her quickly, this woman would definitely die.
"We must help her suck out the poisonous blood as soon as possible."
Yang Ji didn't have time to think about it, he quickly leaned down, got close to the girl's ankle, sucked hard, sucked in and spit out, the blood was all black, like ink.
After sucking for more than thirty mouthfuls in a row, Yang Ji was sweating profusely. When he saw that the color of the blood he spit out was obviously lighter, he took a breath.
At this time, the girl's complexion improved a bit, but she was still unconscious.