Another month has passed, and it is already March, and the spring flowers are blooming.

Zhao Lin has been practicing martial arts in Liuhemen for more than two months.

Through the grinding of iron sand and the stimulation of drugs, Zhao Lin completed two molts in a month and a half.

The first molt is relatively easy, and the second molt starts to get harder because the skin is tougher and more tolerant.

Yuan Cheng told him that he had to go through five molts before he could truly reach the first level of strength.

There are two dilemmas in practicing skin: one is to endure unbearable pain for ordinary people, and many people who start to practice martial arts give up because they can't bear this kind of suffering.

The second is to have a strong enough body, the stronger the body, the faster the process of skin metamorphosis.

Zhao Lin molted twice in just over a month, and he attributed this to the merits of the Spirit Beast Diagram, if he relied on his previous small physique, eighty percent would not be able to persevere.

The martial arts practice is going well, but Zhao Lin is worried about another thing - money.

Spring ploughing is approaching, and it looks like it's time to pay the poll tax.

The poll tax is also called the Dingkou tax, adult men pay 120 wen, minors and the elderly are halved, Zhao Lin is 16 years old and considered an adult, so the Zhao family has to pay a total of 360 wen.

In fact, this is not a lot of money, but it is another expense to buy seeds, rent farm tools, etc.

Although my brother made a little money selling bamboo tools, it was definitely not enough to cope with spring ploughing.

Zhao Lin will have to pay the cost of the second quarter of martial arts training next month, and the money on hand is not enough.

In fact, according to his original intention, he didn't want to farm anymore at all, not to mention the hardships and fatigue, but also to watch the sky for food, if he caught up with a disaster year like last year, he would lose all his money.

It is best to sell the land, but Zhao Lin knows that he must not be able to do this with his family, it is the land that his ancestors have cultivated for generations.

Although he could not understand it, he perfectly understood the love of the peasants for the land in this era.

He even thought about going back to the dock to be a lifu and earn money while practicing martial arts, but the lifu earned too little and was not enough to support martial arts training......

"The essence of boxing lies in the potential, and the moves must not be old. When the strength is at the end, with the spitting kung fu I taught you, the diaphragm rises and falls, and the strength lives again......"

In the front yard of Liuhe Gate, Zhao Lin was training with an apprentice named Sun Xiaofan.

Zhu Huaishan's six disciples each took two or three apprentices, and Zhao Lin and Sun Xiaofan were all under Yuan Cheng's management.

Sun Xiaofan has been in the business for more than half a year, and Liuhe Boxing has long been proficient, especially the extremely fast action rate.

Zhao Lin fought with him, and was often dizzy by his dazzling movements.

After more than 20 rounds of sparring, Zhao Lin was punched in the shoulder, he immediately stopped, hugged his fists and said: "Senior Brother Sun's boxing skills are superb, and junior brother is willing to bow down." ”

Sun Xiaofan bared his teeth and smiled: "Senior Brother Zhao's long fist is too fast. I was able to beat you in ten moves a few days ago, and now it's almost thirty moves. ”

"Also, your strength is too great, I'm afraid of getting punched."

Yuan Cheng laughed and said: "If it's a martial arts competition, Xiao Fan wins this game, but if it's a life-to-life fight, the last one who survives may be Zhao Lin, because your punches can't kill people!" ”

After commenting on Sun Xiaofan's performance, Yuan Cheng said to Zhao Lin again: "Don't always think about defeating people with one punch, if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, always remember the fist intent of our Liuhe Boxing, and coordinate with your hands, eyes, body, law, steps, and heart." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Lin nodded to indicate that he was taught, and stood aside to watch the other apprentices practice, thinking about it carefully.

……

In front of a cave in Laoguling, dozens of men with knives and guns and fierce eyes stood solemnly.

Three strong men were dragging the corpses out of the cave, and after a while, all seven corpses were dragged out, which were the mountain bandit beards who were killed by Zhao Lin and Zhou Paotou and others two months ago.

"It's Diao Liu, right?"

A middle-aged man with hooked nose, thin lips, and a bearded face in the crowd spoke.

The bearded man had a half-long scar on his face, and if he was seen by people outside the mountain, he would definitely recognize this person as the bandit Drill Mountain Leopard in the area of Baektu Mountain.

Portraits of the Diamond Mountain Leopard can be seen everywhere in the counties and towns around Baektu Mountain.

"The big boss, it's Diao Liu, it looks like they've been dead for a few days."

After examining the corpse, a strong man got up and said, "It's just that the weather is cold, and the corpse hasn't decomposed." ”

There was a buzz among the bandits.

"Damn, what a feud is this? I almost don't recognize it! ”

"Hidden in such a hidden cave, no wonder we haven't found it after searching for so long!"

The Diamond Mountain Leopard's face was gloomy, and he walked to the corpse to examine it carefully, and muttered: "Diao Liu has a heart, and he swallowed a musk pill before he died. ”

"Originally, we could find him quickly, but the heavy snow sealed the entrance to the cave, and the smell of musk could not be heard, and the smelling marten could not find here, until now the snow has melted."

After the leopard finished speaking, he whistled, and a silver-gray ferret came out of Diao Liu's clothes and quickly climbed down his legs to his shoulders.

The sniffing marten is a northland ferret with an extremely sensitive sense of smell and a penchant for fragrant food.

The bandits raised this mink and fed musk since childhood, and as long as there is the smell of musk within a radius of hundreds of miles, it can be traced.

Therefore, bandits often use it for tracing and contact.

The third shopkeeper with a meaty face and a mountain-opening axe in his hand said fiercely: "Damn, who dares to kill my brother?" If you let Lao Tzu catch them, you have to chop them up! ”

The second shopkeeper stepped forward and looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "The corpse is destroyed like this, and it is not easy to find the murderer." ”

The Drill Mountain Leopard didn't speak, and looked at the person beside him, "What did Tuo Tianliang say?" ”

Tuo Tianliang is a role like a military advisor in the bandits.

However, the military advisor in the bandits looks different from the military advisor dressed as a lupine scarf and Confucian in the play, not only with a fat body, but also with an ugly appearance.

Tuo Tianliang smiled: "The perpetrator is very smart, not only destroyed the corpse, but also hid it so hidden. ”

"But the wind leaves a sound, the geese leave a trace, it is impossible to eliminate all the traces, or will leave evidence."

The third shopkeeper couldn't hold his breath and said: "What evidence?" Let's talk about it. ”

Tuo Tianliang pointed to the corpse and said: "The destruction of the corpse is evidence, if it is a person outside Baitou Mountain, you can leave after committing the crime, why bother to destroy the corpse and hide it in a hidden cave?" ”

When the third shopkeeper heard this, he said: "You mean that the murderer is from Qinghe County?" ”

Tuo Tianliang said: "It is very likely, at most, it will not be more than a hundred miles, otherwise there is no need to waste so much effort." ”

The Diamond Mountain Leopard nodded and agreed: "That makes sense, is there anything else?" ”

"Yes!"

Tuo Tianliang took off the scabbard on his waist and turned the corpse, "I'm afraid the murderer went into the mountains to hunt." ”

"You see: Gu Ba, Hu Mazi, and Diao Liu all have arrow wounds on their bodies."

"The government does not prohibit knives and guns, but ordinary people are not allowed to carry bows and arrows, and only hunters in the mountains can carry bows."

The third shopkeeper frowned and said, "Hunting in the mountains? Then why do you rush with Diao Liu, we have always been with them well water and not river water. ”

Tuo Tianliang shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, maybe you have fallen in love with the same prey, or you have had a festival before, so people can recognize it." ”

"I specially told him to wear a towel when he went out, and he said that no one could go into the mountain for 39 days."

The second shopkeeper pinched his chin and thought for a while, and asked, "There is this possibility, but ordinary Orion has the ability to kill our people?" ”

"Diao Liu is a double force realm, not muddy, and the brothers who are with him are also good players, is it possible to meet a large group of hunters who fight in the fence?"