Following.

Zhang Chu got up early to burn incense and bathe.

Then he changed into a clean and loose white robe, and walked into the retreat stone room located in the deepest part of Zhang's Mansion with a lacquer box in his hand.

Open the lacquer box.

Open the cast iron box.

A visible stream of reddish heat gushed out of the cast iron box, and in an instant, the not very spacious enclosed stone chamber was scorched like a hot summer day.

Zhang Chu looked at the scale-shaped black object in the cast iron box, and his heart was "tsk" surprised.

It has been half a month since this earth fire fell into his hands.

Although it was carefully preserved, the fire in the box was not exposed to the wind and snow, but it was not deliberately used to replenish the heat of the fire in the box...... Uncle Ghost knows that this rare thing is not picky eaters, and will it affect its own quality if it supplements heat indiscriminately?

But now that he opened the cast iron box, the state of the spark was exactly the same as when he first opened it, and the temperature had not dropped significantly!

If you count the distance from AllBright to Taiping Town.

In other words, the fire has been taken out of the flame for more than 20 days!

Stored for twenty days without the support of any fuel, it can maintain an almost constant and terrifying heat.

This is patently unscientific!

"Could it be that the so-called tinder is actually a nuclear fusion object similar to the sun?"

Zhang Chu pinched his chin, trying to use his barren knowledge of physics to define this magical object.

But soon he abandoned the idea.

Dali is not the earth.

Not even in the Milky Way.

It is a very stupid and meaningless thing to use the scientific view of the earth to analyze everything in Dali.

Dali will not be awarded the Nobel Prize in Physics to him.

Zhang Chu complained secretly, and slapped his palm on the cast iron box.

The majestic power surged out, and the thick cast-iron box suddenly shattered into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground, without touching the earth fire seed in the box.

The black earth fire seed, which looked like a scale, was finally completely exposed.

It's dark and reflective.

Zhang Chu took a closer look, only to find that this Earth Fire Seed was a bit like an obsidian formed after the lava had cooled.

He retracted his gaze, wrapped his hands around the fire seed, and as soon as his mind moved, wisps of blood spurted out from the palms of his hands, and quickly poured into the earth fire seed.

An amazing scene happened!

As soon as his blood qi entered the Earth Fire Seed, the Earth Fire Seed, which had been black a second ago, suddenly lit up like a red-hot charcoal fire!

Zhang Chu didn't expect this change, and in a panic, he withdrew his blood.

With this retreat, he immediately felt a burning sensation, surging from the palms of his hands along his arms into his body.

But the further you go, the lighter the feeling of burning the fire.

Before it reached his chest, it completely disappeared.

Zhang Chu did not lose his proportions.

He sank down to feel his own blood qi, and found that the fire qi in his blood qi was slightly enhanced.

It's subtle.

If you don't perceive it carefully, you can hardly perceive it!

"This is the method of refining the fire?"

Zhang Chu frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong for a while.

At this time, the importance of the master is reflected.

If Zhang Chu's master is still there, he can find the master to solve his doubts at this time.

And a person who is qualified and qualified to be his master will definitely be able to solve the confusion in his heart.

Maybe it's a few sentences.

Maybe it's a hands-on demonstration.

The so-called true biography is often just a sentence.

But in that sentence, it was a layer of window paper that broke it.

If you break that layer of window paper, you can enter the room and go up to the next floor.

If you can't pierce the layer of window paper, you can only stand still and get through the door.

It's a pity that Liang Wufeng died early......

Zhang Chu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand what was wrong.

Yes, there is fire in his blood, and if he absorbs new fire into his body, won't it become even more intense?

There's nothing wrong with it!

Zhang Chu felt that maybe he was too nervous and wanted to split, so he meditated and adjusted his mentality.

After his mind calmed down, he continued to use the "silk drawing method" to extract the fire qi in the earth fire seed little by little with his own blood and qi and incorporate it into his own blood and qi operation.

......

Inside the Helmsman Hall of the Taiping Society.

Wu Qianyuan sat on a large cast-iron chair, with several stacks of documents neatly stacked on the long moire case in front of him.

Under the hall, the four hall masters of Mule, Sun Si, Zhang Meng, and Jing Wuyang were separated from each other, with low eyebrows and raised eyes, and subtle eyes were passing back and forth.

"The Aoki rudder in Aoki Town is too close to the Jiayu rudder in Jiayu County, and there is no need to open another rudder at all, so it will be cut on the spot on the same day, and the chief rudder will be recalled, and the rudder will be merged into the Jiayu rudder!"

Wu Qianyuan in the hall said without raising his head, and finally grabbed a document and threw it under the hall.

"Smack. ”

The thick paperwork fell heavily on the smooth floor, and the slightly muffled slapping sound was unusually loud in the empty hall.

The four people in the hall all jumped their eyelids.

The temper is more and more like his eldest brother's grandson Si'er, his body is tense, his steel teeth are "sonorous", the green tendons on his forehead are constantly undulating, and the armrests of the chair have already been pinched into powder by him.

He was desperately restrained.

Desperate patience.

Wu Qianyuan was not enough for him to endure like that.

Even if there were people stronger than him under Wu Qianyuan, they couldn't suppress him.

In his early twenties, he followed his eldest brother to cut people on the streets, and if he was afraid of death, he would not have survived now, and he would not have been able to sit in the position of the head of the Red Flower Hall.

He will be so restrained, so patient.

It was because Da Liu was holding the Cloud Shocking Knife, which they all recognized, and stood on the side of the steps under the cast iron chair.

They know what it means.

"The huge Aoba Hall, managing such a small industry, has raised more than 200 account owners?"

"Hall Master Zhang, I don't care what method you use, you can only leave fifty of the best bookkeepers, and the rest will be dismissed by me, and the property they control will be returned to the hall, and I will arrange personnel to come and take over as soon as possible!"

"Smack. ”

Another document was thrown into the hall.

Zhang Meng's eyelids jumped suddenly.

With a slight and clever up and down touch of the mouth, I cut off more than half of my account man?

Do you know how hard it is for me to raise these bookkeepers, and you cut off more than half of them when you open your mouth?

What should I do if I want to check the accounts in the future?

Also, so many businesses are done little by little by I lead people, and you say that you will take it away? Have you asked the helper?

But Da Liu was on the steps, and even if Zhang Meng's heart was in a hurry, he didn't dare to openly refute Wu Qianyuan, so he could only look at the mule with a pleading gaze.

The mule looks at the nose with the eyes and the nose at the heart.

Don't look at me!

This matter was personally greeted by the helper, and I didn't dare to interject!

"There are only 7,642 people in Honghuatang, and those who are under the age of eighteen and those who have reached the age of forty account for thirty percent?"

"Those who are under the age of eighteen are concentrated in Sanchuan Hall as reserve talents to teach literature and martial arts. ”

"Those who have reached the age of 40 will be given a month's regular salary and dismissed on the spot!"

However, this time, before he could throw out the paperwork, Sun Si'er in the hall had already bounced up from his seat with a "rub".

His grandson Si'er is not a soft egg like Zhang Meng, who wants to bully him?

Not to mention the door, not even the window!

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "My brothers in the Red Flower Hall are all hot-blooded men who have followed our gang leader to the north and cut down the Northern Barbarians, why did you dismiss them? Have you asked them if they will agree? Have you asked them if they have agreed to the knife in their hands?"

Seeing that Sun Si'er finally turned his face, Zhang Meng and Jing Wuyang in the hall, including Da Liu on the steps, instinctively looked at the mule.

The mule continues to look at the nose and the nose to the heart.

Wu Qianyuan, who was buried in the paperwork, finally raised his head.

He pondered for a while, nodded slightly unexpectedly to the five people in the hall, and said softly: "It's my negligence, the good man who killed the Northern Barbarians really can't be thrown away like a rag when he runs out...... In this way, I see that there are not many people left in the Blood Tiger Camp guarding the town gate, and it is often the brothers who guard the helm to help inside and outside the town gate, and from now on, all the brothers over the age of forty in the Red Flower Hall will be transferred to the Blood Tiger Camp to cooperate with the guards at the town gate, and the right to find them a job to make a living for them to provide for their old age. ”

Sun Si'er's gritted teeth loosened, and he was a little overwhelmed, as if he was punching cotton with momentum.

It's a little uncomfortable.

"Ahem. “

The mule coughed twice pretendedly, and finally spoke, and his tone was unhurried: "Wu Gongzi doesn't know, the Blood Tiger Battalion guarding the town gate is still the reserve guard station registered by the Zhenbei Army...... It is really inappropriate to merge the old brothers of the Red Flower Hall into the Blood Tiger Camp. ”

Hehehehe......

I listen to my eldest brother.

I don't go against you.

But can I tear you down?

Wu Qianyuan glanced at a smiling tiger with a bad stomach, and said in the same unhurried tone: "It's not in the way, you can't be directly transferred to the Blood Tiger Battalion, then it will become a hall under the Blood Tiger Camp and listen to Jiao Shan's command, whether it's called the City Guard, or the Chengguan mentioned by your eldest brother, it's no problem." “

It's a good idea.

The mule didn't force the bones in the eggs, so he simply nodded directly and said, "It's all up to Wu Gongzi." ”

Calling the shots?

Scold!

Let's ride a donkey and read the record book, and we'll see!