"Want some spicy food?"

"Do you want to have many wives and concubines?"

"Do you want to ride across the mountains and rivers and become famous all over the world?"

In Gaoye County, in the Tiebi Martial Arts School, instructor Zheng Hu asked in a tempting tone.

""I want to!"

In the yard, dozens of shirtless teenagers practicing martial arts answered in unison with fiery eyes.

"Since you want to, then practice hard for me!"

Zheng Hu's voice changed and he shouted in a muffled voice.

Hearing this, the young men immediately turned bitter.

Since they came to the Iron Arm Martial Arts School, they got up earlier than chickens and slept later than dogs every day.

They felt that if they continued to practice like this, they would train themselves to death!

"As long as you don’t die from training, you must train to death!"

Zheng Hu shouted, filling everyone’s mouths with chicken soup:"The owner of the hall has already said that anyone who can practice the Iron Arm Skill to the minor success level during the assessment will have his tuition fee waived immediately!"

"Think about it, that's ten taels of silver!" As soon as

Zheng Hu said this, the whole yard was boiling.

You know, to practice martial arts in the Iron Arm Martial Arts Hall, you have to pay ten taels of silver every month.

After the expiration, if you still want to practice, you have to continue to pay.

And ten taels of silver is not a small amount. Many families have to save for several years. If you can practice the Iron Arm Kung Fu to the minor success level when the owner of the hall assesses you, you can be exempted from the ten taels of silver tuition, which will greatly ease the burden on your family.

In the crowd, Luo Li couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

His father was a blacksmith. He worked as a blacksmith for most of his life and only saved twenty taels of silver.

But soon, Luo Li shook his head.

Because he had practiced the Iron Arm Kung Fu for a month and a half, but he was still a long way from the minor success!

"Compared to Zheng Hu's big pie, perhaps the thing that shortens life is more reliable!"

Luo Li looked at his right palm.

He saw that there was an ancient bronze mirror on his palm that looked like a tattoo.

The bronze mirror was very smooth and reflected Luo Li's handsome face. Next to this handsome face, there were several lines of text.

【Cultivation: Qi and Blood Level 1 (Not Passed)】

【Martial Arts: Iron Arm Kung Fu (Beginner)】

【You can increase your cultivation or martial arts level by consuming your lifespan. The current remaining lifespan is fifty-three years.

This thorny bronze mirror was picked up by Luo Li from the scrap copper and iron bought by his father Luo Yong. At that time, he wanted to grind off the rust on the bronze mirror and give it to his sister Luo Lian.

But when he was grinding the bronze mirror, he accidentally scratched his right hand, and then the bronze mirror drilled into his palm and became what it is now.

"Wait a little longer, it's still early for the assessment."

Luo Li hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to wait and see.

You know, this is a thing that will shorten your life, and Luo Li still wants to live a few more years!

Putting away the bronze mirror, Luo Li hammered the sandbag and the wooden man with his arms and concentrated on practicing.

It was not until his arms were red, swollen and purple that he took out the unique secret medicine distributed by the Iron Arm Martial Arts School and applied it on his arms.

Suddenly, the tingling sensation in his arms was greatly reduced, and the redness and swelling also subsided significantly.

After about a quarter of an hour, when the secret medicine was absorbed by his arms, he began a new round of practice.

At noon, Zheng Hu brought a few wooden barrels filled with white rice.

After a morning of high-intensity practice, Luo Li and others were already hungry, and they picked up their bowls and chopsticks and squeezed over, and started eating without any image. After three bowls of rice in a row, Luo Li became polite.

The eating style of other people was actually not much different from Luo Li.

"Luo Li, how is your Iron Arm Kung Fu training going? Can you achieve a small success in ten days?"

The voice came from a fat man who was 1.9 meters tall and had a appetite that could be twice as much as Luo Li.

"That’s tough. How about you?"

"Master Zheng Hu said that I have great hopes."

The fat man said as he ate rice.

Wang Sanpao was indeed very talented in practicing Iron Arm Kung Fu. He and Luo Li entered the outer courtyard together. His arms had already become dark and black after practicing.

Luo Li fell into silence.

"Don't be discouraged, no one can predict the outcome of practicing martial arts."

Wang Sanpao comforted Luo Li and then asked,"By the way, your home is in the outer city, right?"

"In the outer city"

"Then you have to be careful recently."

Wang Sanpao glanced around and said in a low voice:"I heard that there are demons in the outer city, which specialize in eating people's hearts. Hundreds of people have died!"

"A demon that eats human hearts? Didn't the government refute the rumor? It was said that it was done by bandits from Sheshan, and they were busted by Tieputou!"

A few months ago, there was a murder and heart-digger incident in Gaoye County.

Moreover, the crime was very regular, almost always in the early morning of the seventh day of every month.

As the murderer was not caught for a long time, it was rumored that the demon was eating people.

It was not until half a month ago that the Tieputou of Gaoye County destroyed a group of bandits from Sheshan, and the rumor of the demon eating people was finally debunked!

"Fake"

"That demon appeared again. Three days ago in the early morning, it ate the hearts of 49 people in one go. All of them were born in the year of the tiger!"

Wang Sanpao said mysteriously,"And, these people's birthdays were exactly the day when their hearts were eaten by the demon."

"By the way, you are not born in the year of the tiger, right?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Li's face changed slightly.

He is not born in the year of the tiger, but there are two people in his family who are born in the year of the tiger, one is his father Luo Yong, and the other is his sister Luo Lian!

If this demon who eats the hearts of people born in the year of the tiger is real, then his father and sister will be in danger!

In the evening, Luo Li walked home on the snow.

Gaoye County is divided into two parts, the inner city and the outer city, separated by a four-meter-high city wall. Inside and outside the wall are like two worlds.

Luo's blacksmith shop is on Xinghua Street in the west district of the outer city.

Before dark, Luo Li finally arrived at his home, which is a small courtyard with a mud wall and consists of four rooms.

The house facing the street is used as a shop to sell or repair ironware, and the three rooms at the back are used for living.

""Dad, Mom, my brother is back!"

As soon as Luo Li opened the gate, a voice like a silver bell rang out.

Then, a thin girl wearing patched clothes ran out of the house.

It was his younger sister Luo Lian.

"Why are you running out? Go back to the house, it's freezing outside!"

Luo Li stomped on the snow stuck to his feet and shouted.

"I stayed in the shop all day and I didn't feel cold at all. By the way, I also helped my father sell three hoes and earned more than ten big bucks."

Luo Lian is eleven years old, but due to malnutrition, she is very small.

"Really? My Lian'er is awesome!"

Luo Li smiled and praised, and pulled his sister into the house.

The house was not big, with a square table in front and a brick bed on the side.

Father Luo Yong was sitting on the brick bed, smoking a pipe. When he saw Luo Li coming in, he called out,"What a great girl!"

""Let's eat!"

Hearing this, mother He Caihua brought a small wooden table to the kang. On the wooden table was a large porcelain bowl filled with noodles made of cornmeal and some wild vegetables that were dried and stored in the summer.

As for meat, Luo Li could eat it every now and then before he practiced martial arts, but now he can forget about it!

""Mom, Lian'er and Dad, they both seem to be born in the year of the tiger, right?"

While eating, Luo Li suddenly remembered what Wang Sanpao said and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, Lian'er's birthday is on the seventh day of next month, and I will make her a new set of clothes then."

The mother glanced at Luo Lian lovingly.

The clothes this girl wore were all modified from Luo Li's old clothes.

Hearing this, Luo Li's hand holding the bowl trembled, and the noodle soup spilled out.

Because the person who was harmed by the demon who ate human hearts was not only born in the year of the tiger, but also his birth date seemed to be related to the 'seventh day of the first lunar month'!

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