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Chapter 385 Departure to the City
"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Zhang Huaimin successfully joined the Liu family and got a job again after being unemployed. It was confirmed that he was hired as a retainer.

To celebrate, the two of them drank in the garden, but this time they didn't call any girls.

Halfway through drinking, Zhang Huaimin said sorry to Zhou You with an apologetic look.

It turned out that he also saw Liu Fengji's intention to conquer Zhou You, and saw through his determination to become sworn brothers, so he disagreed.

As sworn brothers, they should have advanced and retreated together, but he said nothing, fearing that he would lose the opportunity.

"Brother, you don't know that my pride and dignity have long been worn away."

"The Liu family is a big clan. If you want to survive in the city, you can't avoid them. You'd better..."

Zhang Huaimin saw Zhou You's calm look and slapped his lips, "No more talking, make your own decision."

I felt deeply moved that Liu Fengji had done so much for Zhou You. If it had been anyone else, the same result would have worked. I wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him.

But Zhou You doesn’t buy it!
The poisonous dragon saliva was obtained, and the purpose of this trip was successfully achieved, and clues about the Medicine King Sect and the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Shop were obtained.

As an important NPC, Liu Fengji has completed his historical mission by providing clues, and Zhou You doesn't expect to continue opening treasure chests from him!

"Brother, don't think too much. Liu Fengji accepted you for other reasons. You better be careful!"

Zhang Huaimin is not stupid either, "I know, I am in the Liu family, and I also pay attention to this for you."

After obtaining the poisonous dragon saliva, Zhou You began to refine it bit by bit to strengthen the power of the poisonous palm.

This thing is indeed an ancient strange poison, it is too powerful, and only a tiny amount of it can be refined each time. At this rate, it will take at least a hundred years to completely refine it for one's own use.

If you want to speed it up, you must find the recipe for preparing the potion.

"Medicine King Sect."

Zhoujia Village, Zhou You muttered these three words, and suddenly he thought of a way!
Hua Youxing, the young master of Xingren Hall, is an old acquaintance. He has the background of Yaowang Sect and may be able to find out some information.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to move to the provincial capital.

The village has been almost cleaned up, with livestock, caravans, dry food, supplies and everything in place.

Just wait for a sunny day to set off!
"Young Master, someone has collapsed from hunger outside the door!"

Zhou Laiwei suddenly came to report.

Zhou You found it strange. Was it news to see a starving person lying at the doorstep in troubled times? Even if he was left alone, wild dogs would drag him away and eat him in a moment, and the ground would definitely not be polluted.

"This man is different!"

Zhou Laiwei explained again and again, until Zhou You saw the man fainted from hunger, then he realized what the difference was.
This man is a martial artist. His joints are red and swollen unlike normal people. His skin is swollen and when you pinch it, you will see indentations due to edema.

This is a condition in which the body has suffered severe blows that exceed its defense limit, with bruises on the skin and flesh, congestion of fascia, and bone fractures and marrow spillage.

In short, the trauma was so severe that it was life-threatening.

"I have not used up any of my Qi and blood. My stomach is empty. Even if I am awake, I can't beat Liu Bing."

Zuo Twelve commented.

Liu Bing's eyes widened when he heard this. What does that mean? What do you mean you can't even beat me?

Oh, it’s a martial artist, it’s okay.

After a while, the martial artist who fainted from hunger woke up and said, "Let's eat."

He swallowed his saliva and said, "Fellow villagers, I am not here to steal food. I see that the young and strong people in your village have good skills and are obviously practicing boxing. I want to use my boxing skills to exchange for some food with you so that I can have a full meal before I die."

This is too pitiful, for a martial artist!
Zhou You ordered, "Give him fine rice and noodles, beef and fat chicken. Eat as much as you can and take as much as you can." The martial arts master couldn't help swallowing his saliva after hearing this, "I will tell you all the boxing formulas and training methods."

While the meal was cooking, the martial arts master taught him all his boxing skills without holding back a single detail.

After listening to it, Zhou You judged that this boxing style could at least be practiced to the level of a high-level martial artist, and was not just an unknown farm skill.

When the food came, the martial artist held the food in his arms and stuffed it into his mouth as if it had a grudge against him, crying as he ate.

"Thank you. As a martial artist, I died of injuries, not starvation. It's not shameful!"

It turned out that the competition in the city was too fierce. Martial artists from all over gathered here to fight for a piece of land to open a martial arts school. They had to fight at least a dozen times before they could finally win.

This martial artist was originally one of the members, but he didn't make it to the end and win. After fighting one battle after another, he ran out of money and supplies, and in the end he couldn't even get enough food to eat.

In the last match, he went on stage hungry and was beaten by his well-fed opponent until he fell unconscious and his body was covered with serious injuries.

If you lose, you lose. There is no revival match or second chance.

"In a prosperous city like the capital, we can't even get a meal."

Liu Bing was shocked. He had never heard of a martial artist going hungry!
Someone nearby said quietly, "Everything in the city has an owner. If you don't have money, you can't move even a needle or thread."

Don’t think that you can get ahead just by being able to fight. There are people who are better at fighting and more daring than you. If you don’t have money, you won’t have food to eat!

After leaving the city, the martial artist knew that he was seriously injured and just wanted to go home and wait for death. However, he found that the land was barren and he could not find anything to eat.

After finally arriving at Zhoujia Village, he saw that the security was tight and he couldn't get in with his seriously injured body. He actually fainted at the door.

Fortunately, he shouted twice before he fainted, "Train in boxing for a living."

After hearing this, Zhou Laiwei quickly reported it to Zhou You, who received him.

Otherwise, the martial artist would end up being dragged away by wild dogs and eaten whole while unconscious.

The martial artist was already full, but he was still stuffing food into his mouth desperately. It was obvious that he was very hungry before and was afraid of feeling hungry again.

"Don't worry, there is still a lot of food, you can take some more away."

There is no shortage of food in Zhoujia Village, and even if a martial artist is a big eater, he can't eat much.

The martial artist suddenly stopped and bowed deeply to Zhou You, "The punch I gave is real, help me pass it on."

After saying that, she held her stomach and screamed, then fell to the ground with bloodshot eyes.

He was starved to death.

Everyone witnessed the tragic death of the nameless martial artist with their own eyes, and their hearts were heavy. The city was more dangerous than they had imagined!
Even if the martial artist had enough to eat, the injuries he accumulated from fighting in the capital city were incurable. The only difference was whether he would die sooner or later.

"Pull him down and bury him!"

Zhou You said to Zhou Laiwei, "His boxing skills are pretty good. The villagers learned his boxing skills. Every year, they must offer sacrifices to him. He was most afraid of going hungry when he was alive, so they put out more sacrifices."

As soon as the words were spoken, the grave of the nameless martial artist fell in the fields of Zhoujia Village.

"Everyone, this is a warning from God to me. The city is definitely not a good place. If you can't make it, you can't even go home."

"If anyone backs down, staying in Zhoujia Village will not be a problem for them to have enough food and a living."

Before setting off, Zhou You gathered everyone together to explain the pros and cons, but no one backed down.

People live in this world not just to have a full meal. When the unknown martial artist broke into the city alone, he wanted to have enough food and clothes, but he rushed in without hesitation. This was a gamble. The winner would become famous, and the loser would lose everything.

(End of this chapter)