"Pull it over and disembowel it, dispose of it quickly, and I'll have to get food in the kitchen in a while."

Liu Fatzi roared at the top of his voice, and more than a dozen butchers didn't dare to hesitate, so they hurriedly surrounded them and dragged the wild cattle away little by little.

Zhang Mu was lying on the ground, looking at the old man who was about to die, his eyes were blank, he was unwilling, just like the day his mother died of illness, he couldn't do anything, and today the old man Niu died, he was still powerless.

Damn life!

He gritted his teeth, glanced at Steward Liu and the guards who didn't disdain him at all, closed his eyes, and fainted.

"This kid still has feelings for a cow, it's funny." Liu Fatzi couldn't help but sneer.

"A woman's kindness." The guard had a hooked nose on his face, and looked at Zhang Mu's eyes with disdain, "Steward Liu, since there is nothing to do, I will continue to patrol." ”

"Brother Wu go slowly, and I'll cut ten catties of beef for my brother later." Steward Liu smiled and said, this guard's status is not as high as his, but he is a martial artist who is not weak, and there is no harm in making more friends.

"You're welcome." The guard smiled faintly, the wild beef contains much more essence than ordinary beef, and it can be ten catties white, which is also very good.

Neither of them saw that the dead old man's body gushed out a red and a white breath as thick as two fingers, and suddenly merged into Zhang Mu's body, this time the power was far more than that provided by chickens and ducks, making Zhang Mu's injuries recover quickly.

It was like a touch of coolness invaded his mind, making him wake up from his coma, and when he opened his eyes to see the anxious Luo Lun, he said hoarsely: "I'm fine." ”

In a short period of time, he has calmed down, which is an ability that has been honed by years of oppression, because at this time he is not qualified to grieve, nor is he qualified to blame anyone.

Weakness is the original sin, and you are the representative of the original sin, without the ability to say anything in advance, it is superfluous, but it will increase the joke.

"I'll take you back to the house." Luo Lun said with a sigh of relief.

"No, you still have something to do, just leave me behind the door and take a few breaths." Zhang Mu was terrifyingly calm, and at this time, he began to think more and more about how to become stronger.

"Okay, I'll get you some medicine when I'm done." Luo Lun didn't leave at this time, so he carried Zhang Mu to a hidden corner at the door of the slaughterhouse, and hurried to help.

Zhang Mu knew what he was going to do, it was to debone the old man's steak, thinking of this, he clenched his palms, looked at the flesh and blood of the domestic animals in front of him, and a touch of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Old manniu, your strength has been given to me, and I will avenge you in the future, even if you are just a cow and a meal of food in the eyes of others."

He muttered, touching the bruises on his body, perhaps because the old man's vitality was very strong, so that his broken bones began to heal strangely, and there was a tingling sensation.

This miraculous change made him understand that the red life force was more useful, and this would be the capital of his rise.

Half an hour later, the sharp pain in his body was almost gone, his bones were almost reconnected, and he stood up with the pain, barely able to walk.

There was a pig killing cry in the backyard, he staggered over, a fat pig was held down by several people, the sharp pig killing knife stabbed away, the blood flowed into the basin like a spring, the pig cry became rough, and gradually lost its breath.

Steward Liu was gone, he walked over slowly, and when he got closer, two forces flew up from the pig's body and were absorbed by him, and the sour numbness on his body came again.

The injury continues to heal incredibly quickly.

"Boy, you can still move, and your body bones are quite strong." The butcher who beat him looked at him unexpectedly, and didn't do it again, after all, they are also servants, and if there is no reason, it is not good to touch this so-called young master.

"Brother Mu, ...... you" Luo Lun held a basin of pig's blood, and said a little stunned, he knew very well the miserable appearance of Zhang Mu just now, how could he move around so quickly?

"It doesn't hurt much, you continue." Zhang Mu shook his head, his gaze fell on the other side, and the remains of a huge barbarian cow that had lost its internal organs, cowhides, and bones were placed on the stone, which was extremely desolate.

His eyes were a little red, and he walked to sit next to the old manniu, and the others thought he was just sad, and no one cared, pulling out the second pig and continuing to slaughter.

The strength of the pig is second only to the brute bull, every time a pig dies, Zhang Mu's injury is better than one point, when ten pigs are killed, Zhang Mu's injuries are all recovered, and his pale face has become ruddy, if it is not for the blood on his face, it is estimated that he will be seen.

He said a word to Luo Lun, and pretended to be lame, and limped back to the dilapidated house, and got some water to wash away the stains, and found that his body was noticeably stronger than before.

"I should have absorbed the purest life force in the living being, thus strengthening myself."

The light flashed in his eyes, and the curtain appeared hot, recalling the boxing technique he secretly learned last night, and suddenly felt that many incomprehensible places suddenly opened up.

He subconsciously punched on the spot, over and over again, the original jerky disappeared quickly, and the wave wave fist that he had learned was coherent in his hand.

His body became hot, his skin began to redden, Zhang Mu felt the blood flow accelerate, and the more he fought, the more energetic he became, and on the hundredth time, his fist actually made the sound of waves, and the fist became continuous.

Whoa!

The air was whistled by him with a peculiar sound, and his whole person's spirit was sublimated at this moment, and the sweat carried a force, and as his fist flew out, hitting the wall, like raindrops falling on the earth, making a clicking sound.

The old man died, and no one told him to herd the cattle, and for the whole day, he kept boxing, did not eat, and drank some water at most, until the sunset of this day, he did not stop.

At this moment, his whole person seemed to have been reborn, and a trace of essence appeared in his originally godless eyes, and his thin body actually contained a trace of strength.

"After a day of boxing, I didn't feel hungry, and my vitality can really be used to practice martial arts!"

Holding a fist that was far more powerful than before, Zhang Mu's heart was surging, "Also, the wave fist that I thought was obscure yesterday can't help me at this moment, I think it's the effect of another force!" ”

"It's supposed to lift my spirit and make me smarter."

The ambition in Zhang Mu's eyes became more and more intense, he didn't know what caused his change, but he could become stronger through this ability, and it was enough to get out of the damn situation now!

As soon as he wiped the sweat off his body with a damp cloth and continued to put on the blood-stained clothes to hide people's eyes, the wooden door was kicked open.

His face was calm, he was kicked in the door not once or twice, he didn't need to look to know who it was, and sure enough, a gray-clothed guard walked in outside the door, which was similar to the role of a guard, but the strength was far inferior, and he was only responsible for protecting the low-level martial artists of ordinary ladies in the house.

This is also the person in charge of supervising him ordered by the eldest lady, and his status is actually much higher than that of ordinary guards, so he has not been less troubled.