It was just getting dark.

Wei Heyi rolled over and sat up from the bed.

His face was tired, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his temples were jumping and his nerves were jumping.

"It's been a long time since I've dreamed..... I didn't expect to dream about the past. ”

He recalled many things in his previous life, and now he always felt that he was separated by a layer of blurry glass, like a flower in the fog and the moon in the water, and he couldn't see clearly.

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

He didn't know if it was due to the fact that he was now full of blood and blood, and he could remember more details, or if it was something else.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, he quickly fetched water from the water tank and scrubbed his body with cold water. Then change your clothes.

Wei Ying was already cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

Now, at Wei He's strong request, the two have fixed their daily breakfast life.

You know, the average family doesn't have much money to eat breakfast, and in this world, most people can eat enough, which is good.

It's not uncommon to have two meals a day, let alone three breakfasts.

Fortunately, Wei He can hunt some prey from time to time, and this mountain forest is also strange, obviously there is a great drought, but the mountain forest is still half dead, and the yellow-green grass and woods are still standing still.

From time to time, there are animals and prey scattered and hidden.

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

"Today it is said that there is a sermon by the head of the Ming idle Dao, and many people plan to go to see it, Xiaohe I want to go too, is it okay?" Wei Ying held the coarse grain steamed buns she made in her hand, and looked at Wei He with some expectations.

"Did you preach like that last time? the kind with a lot of people?" Wei He asked, lowering his head and grabbing a piece of meat and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Well, but... Last time there were many people, now, maybe not much. Wei Ying replied with some emotion.

"Do you understand? I don't understand what that man is saying. Wei He asked.

"I don't understand, but there's something to eat. Wei Ying replied with wide eyes.

“...... Then don't make a fuss about it. We don't lack that in our family right now. Wei He refused.

"Well... Also. ”

The two had breakfast, and when Wei Ying cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, she talked about one thing.

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

"Strange things?"

"Well, it is said that the man pressed a large piece of iron ore against a pile of jerky, saying that if anyone could lift the stone, he would take the meat himself. Wei Ying said in a casual tone, as if she still found it interesting.

Wei He was stunned when he listened.

"And then?"

"Then, a lot of people went up and tried it, but they couldn't move away.

The last person named Xu Ran, as soon as he stepped forward and raised his hands, he easily lifted the piece of iron and stone that no one could do, and then took the meat away. ”

Wei Ying sighed, and said: "The person who put the meat invited Xu Ran to the house as a guest and had a big meal, and then came the next day to start putting stones to press the meat, this time it was heavier than the front, as long as anyone can lift it, they can take the meat." Xiaohe, do you want to try it?"

In Wei Ying's heart, his younger brother practiced martial arts step by step, and he was also a very powerful person anyway. It should be no problem to lift a stone, right?

Wei He did feel different.

He is different from ordinary people, and his vision and knowledge are different. As soon as he heard this, he understood.

This is someone who is making a name for themselves!

What is the purpose of fame? It is nothing more than to attract attention.

Whose attention is it?

Seven Family League, Hongjiabao. and much more for the attention of ordinary people.

Only with fame can you have the opportunity to climb to the heights, and there are many followers. Only then can they have the opportunity to show their talents and be invited to pay attention to them by their superiors.

This method is called self-recommendation.

Of course, there is also a possibility that it is a method used by the big forces to screen private talents.

But the big forces should not be so rough.

Wei He suddenly had an impulse, he either practiced martial arts or practiced martial arts every day, and then went home and hunted, killing people. There is little other entertainment.

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

Although there is a nearby Huishan Boxing Courtyard to help take care of it. But it's better to carefully check the possible hidden dangers.

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

Finally, the door was opened and left.

When he left the house, he didn't go in the direction of Huizanquanyuan, but walked towards the town market in the opposite direction.

The market in Ishibashi is only open for one hour in the morning, so if you don't go early, you will soon be robbed.

Wei He walked along the street and headed for the market.

The closer you get to the market, the more you can see men and women in different clothes, hurrying towards the market with all kinds of things.

Some of these people are dressed in rags, and some are fairly clean and tidy, but what they have in common is that they are not dressed luxuriously.

The best is nothing more than neat and slightly patched.

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

But he didn't care, along the way, he had never noticed that there were so many living people coming out of these quiet houses on the side of the road, which had always looked dilapidated.

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

But now the emaciated and malnourished people who have come out make him feel the unique desolation of this era.

Soon, past a small gray bungalow, in front of which stood some stone monuments, on which were written in black two large characters of the vegetable market.

One by one, the steles were connected to block the large open space behind them.

There is only a small entrance, which is reserved for people to enter and exit.

At the entrance, there was a group of strong men in black who were guarding, holding short knives in their hands, quite intimidating.

"Line up, enter one by one, don't crowd!" there was a constant shout of cheers.

Wei He approached, stood on the periphery of the stone monument, watched the crowd enter little by little, and then started trading in front of the vegetable stalls and meat stalls in the clearing.

"Who are these men in black?" he asked, grabbing a thin young man.

The man glanced at Wei He, and wanted to get angry, but looking at his figure and momentum, he had to suppress the anger in his heart and said in a low voice.

"It's a good man of the Tongcheng Gang, you don't need money to go in, and when you come out, no matter what you buy in exchange, you have to pay them one-tenth. This is the rule of this vegetable market. ”

"One-tenth?" Wei agreed.

Letting go of the man, he didn't go in, but turned and hurried towards the next place.

Every day, Wei Ying would come here to buy groceries, then go to the oil shop to get oil, and occasionally go to the cloth shop for a while, and finally go home to start filtering water, cooking, washing clothes, and cleaning.

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

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

The people who buy oil here are much better dressed and energetic than they were in the vegetable market just now.

There are also a lot fewer patches on people's clothes.

Wei He turned around, and wherever he went, people everywhere lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at him.

It's really that he is 1.85 meters tall, full of muscles, and has killed a lot of people and prey, so he is not a good stubble at first glance.

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

Wei He turned around and walked towards the location of the cloth shop.

Leaving the short street where the oil shop is located, the houses on both sides of the road are slowly getting cleaner.

Apparently it's often cleaned.

Occasionally, you can see some burnt incense sticks stuck in the dirt on the roadside.

Some of the doors are also pasted with pictures of new door gods, and some even have their own couplets.

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

At this time, it is the time when the market is wide open, and all the shops are opening their doors.

It was the first time Wei He had seen such a lively appearance. At this time, he usually practices hard in the Huishan Boxing Academy, where can he see such a lively scene.

The last time I saw this lively scene, it was before I practiced martial arts.

Under the novelty of the moment, Wei He looked left and right, looking at these shops that were still open.

Although you count carefully, there are only a dozen or so shops open, but they are sparse and sparse.

But I can't stand the influx of people.

As soon as there are many people, it looks lively. From jewelry to bamboo weaving, to chairs to medicinal herbs, to farm tools, everything is available.

It's just that Wei He took a turn and found that the shops here were all selling some sundries.

It seems to be something that has been collected from various people's houses at a low price.

Traces of life can be seen on many things.

His heart moved, and he spun around.

There are also people setting up stalls next to the shop, and it seems that they are selling things from their homes.

On the stalls, large straw mats are spread, and there are pots and pans, chairs, stools, pillows, quilts, combs, hairpins, and so on.

Wei He walked to a stall, stood still, squatted down, and reached out to gently pick up a small wine glass.

The glass is made of white porcelain, which looks very clean, and there is a red plum painted on the outside.

"A set of twelve wine glasses, a pound of multigrain noodles to take away. The stall owner said weakly.

Wei He put down his wine glass and glanced over the stall.

Soon, he focused his attention on a mess of books.

The book seems to have been gnawed by rats or something, and it's very unseemly.

He picked up a copy and flipped through it, all of which were the rules and textbooks for recruiting martial arts champions.

"These books are treasured by my father, a pile of fifteen books, although they are missing, but how about counting you ten catties of multigrain noodles?" The stall owner looked at Wei He to touch the book, and suddenly seemed to feel hopeful.

The most valuable books he had in this stall were these books. If it weren't for the fact that he really had no choice, he wouldn't want to sell it at all.

But now the wives and children at home are still waiting for the rice to be put into the pot, and then hidden and twisted, I am afraid that the people will starve to death, and these things are also someone else's.

Wei He flipped through it, although there was no martial arts method and move teaching on it, it mentioned some related experiences.

He bargained with him, and exchanged the four small pieces of jerky he was carrying for such a bag of books.

Four small strips of jerky were the day's rations he carried with him to supplement his nutrition. Not a staple food. It's not less than half a pound at all.

After all, the world is difficult, and he has to save some food. But even so, it also made the stall owner quite satisfied.

Take these hard dried meat back, cut it with a knife and mix it into the porridge one at a time, and it can last for a long time.

Eating whole grains alone is not enough to satisfy hunger.