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Chapter 3 Iron Shirt (Please vote~)

"Nannan, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Chen Pingan closed the wooden gate, walked to Chen Erya, and hugged her into his arms.

"Brother, Nannan, don't be afraid!"

Chen Erya clung to Chen Pingan's arms tightly, like a frightened little deer.

This girl...

Chen Pingan smiled silently.

She said she was not afraid, but she didn't look like she was not afraid.

Nine years old!

She looked like a little adult on weekdays, but she was still a child in her bones.

In the previous life, when Chen Erya was this age, she had just started school not long ago! She was a treasure in every family. If you hold her in your mouth, she might melt. If you hold her in your hands, she might break. No matter how rare she was, it was not too much.

But here, she had to bear the hardships of the family early.

Chen Pingan knew that Chen Erya was not afraid of Little Tiger, but was afraid that the stable life that she had supported with great difficulty would be gone.

"It will be fine, it will all be fine."

Chen Pingan patted Chen Erya's little head and comforted her.

"Well, it will be fine!"

Chen Erya leaned in Chen Ping'an's arms for a while, and seemed to regain some vitality.

"Let's go, let's eat quickly, the food is cold."

Chen Ping'an called.

The soup on the wooden table spilled on half of the table, and several pieces of meat fell off, obviously caused by the lackey Liu'er slapping the table just now.

Chen Erya didn't dislike it, and carefully picked up the meat, chewed it carefully, and tasted the taste, and then swallowed it reluctantly.

"Nannan, brother will definitely let you live a good life."

Looking at Chen Erya's well-behaved appearance, Chen Ping'an swore silently in his heart.

"One day, brother will make you a carefree little princess! Any wind and rain, brother will shield you from the outside."

After getting along for several years, Chen Ping'an has long regarded Chen Erya as his real sister.

After eating, Chen Erya didn't bother Chen Ping'an, cleaned up the dishes and wiped the table, and took it directly to the small kitchen to wash.

Chen Pingan looked at the broken crossbeams and sawdust on the ground without a smile.

When Old Chen was still around, he had never suffered such humiliation.

You know, Old Chen was not an ordinary official in the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division. He was a man who was just a little bit away from becoming a leader. He was very powerful with his thirteen swords.

If he had not been seriously injured on duty, Chen Pingan might have lived a simple life as a second-generation official.

Speaking of Old Chen, he was also a character when he was young.

He went out alone in this huge Weishui County City, and joined the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, and completely established his foothold in the county city. He bought such a property and had a place to settle down. Then he got married and gave birth to Chen Pingan and Chen Erya, and continued the family line.

For ordinary people, it is definitely an inspirational model.

Unfortunately, his life...

His wife died of dystocia when giving birth to Chen Erya, and his eldest son fell into the water and died a few years ago, which led to the time travel of Chen Pingan. Old Chen himself was injured on duty and eventually passed away.

Chen Pingan cleaned up the broken crossbeams and wood chips, and found a similar stick in the firewood pile in the corner of the yard as a temporary crossbeam for the door.

"This little tiger has a thick skin and has made great progress in refining his flesh. I'm afraid he has reached the second level of Qi and blood!"

Chen Pingan recalled the scene of meeting the little tiger just now, combined with what he saw and heard on duty, and secretly guessed in his heart.

Martial arts practice, external training of the body, stretching the muscles and bones, and strengthening the lungs and internal organs.

For ordinary people who practice without the guidance of a famous teacher and without the supply of resources, it may take several months to enter the door of practice.

Those who can achieve the first level of Qi and blood are already good!

In the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division where Chen Pingan was, many temporary officers who were not on the list had not been able to enter the first level of Qi and Blood.

Qi and Blood First Level is considered to be the beginning of martial arts practice.

Qi and Blood First Level Perfection, with a thick membrane like thin cowhide, can be considered an ordinary expert!

Such people, if mixed in gangs, can easily become a gang leader. If they go through official connections and make a little effort, they can easily become temporary officers.

If they are Qi and Blood Second Level, they are considered the backbone of the gangs mixed in the streets and alleys. Even, as long as the family background is clean and there is no bad record, they can easily pass the test and become a formal officer of the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division.

In fact, most of the formal officers have not yet entered the second level of Qi and Blood.

As for Qi and Blood Second Level Perfection like Xiaohu Ye, there are not many in the Tiger Head Gang, and they can be considered as gang leaders. In the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, they can also be considered as a reserve officer.

Even if he has a deep relationship behind him and has the right opportunity, he might be able to become a police officer.

Old Chen was well-known and respected in Lihua Lane because of his perfect cultivation of Qi and Blood Level 2 and his perfect swordsmanship, the official thirteen swords.

Ten days later, Chen Pingan will have to pay back Xiaohu Ye fourteen taels of silver, including the principal and interest. Now, including his savings, he has at most seven or eight taels of silver.

If he wants to pay off the debt, he can only think of other ways.

"Strength, strength! If you want to gain a foothold in this world and not be disturbed by anything, you still need strength!"

Thinking of the golden finger panel that was activated last night and the iron shirt skills included in it, Chen Pingan's heart was hot and he had infinite expectations.

Chen Erya was busy in the small kitchen, while Chen Pingan gradually calmed down.

I stayed up all night last night, and today the Pacification Office gave me a day off. It's just right for practicing martial arts.

After reading the Iron Shirt yesterday, the details of the content recorded in the technique were recorded by the Gold Finger Panel. As Chen Pingan calmed down, the contents of the Iron Shirt technique recorded by the panel appeared in his mind one by one.

Iron Shirt is the most basic method of tempering qi and blood.

When practicing for the first time, you need to use a soft cloth to wrap around your chest and back, wrap it several times, and then rub it with your hands. Then bend and stretch your elbows and arms to make your chest bulge. At night, it is advisable to use a hard wooden board as a couch so that the bones are in contact with hard objects, and gradually become solid over time.

The practice of Iron Shirt sounds simple, but when practicing in reality, if the method is not appropriate, I am afraid that not only will it not be successful, but it will also suffer a lot of pain in vain.

However, these are not a problem for Chen Pingan at all.

Because the function of his Gold Finger Panel is that as long as you practice, you will gain something. Once you have the certificate, you will never fall!

Chen Pingan found a few pieces of underwear from the house, then took off his upper body clothes, wrapped them around his chest and back, and wrapped them several times, and then began to try according to the practice method of the iron shirt.

Chen Pingan rubbed his hands vigorously, and then stretched his elbows and arms to make his chest expand and contract.

In this way, he repeated it again and again.

Later, Chen Erya finished washing the dishes, sat on the wooden bench, and looked at her brother who was doing strange things with curiosity.

"Brother, are you practicing martial arts? What a strange way of practicing."

As the practice progressed, Chen Pingan only felt that his skin was burning hot and it hurt a little.

"Continue!"

Chen Pingan gritted his teeth and persisted.

He practiced for half an hour, just when he was about to give up.

In his sight, a +1 text element suddenly flashed.

Name: Chen Pingan

Level: None

Martial Arts: Not yet started with Iron Shirt (1/5)