Xiangxiu is very capable. On the first day she came to Zhang Yuan's house, she took away all the housework from Zhang's mother. Cleaning, washing and drying, chopping firewood and boiling water, and even making beds and quilts. Feed the big tiger again. The little girl was diligent and careful. She specially found a wooden comb to comb the big tiger's hair and comb out the lice on the dog's body. Soon the guard dog was following behind her, wagging its tail in an attentive manner. Zhang's mother's favorability towards Xiangxiu was immediately increased. I wish I could take the other person as my daughter! Zhang Yuan felt that his seventeen taels and five cents of silver were really not in vain. Even if I have to pay a head tax for her every year in the future, it is still worth it.
With Xiangxiu accompanying his mother from now on, Zhang Yuan will undoubtedly have a lot less worries. In the dead of night, he was in his room, flipping through the "Blood Burning Art" he just bought today. Strictly speaking, "Blood Burning Technique" is not a skill or martial art. It is essentially a special way for warriors to use their own energy and blood, specifically used to restrain weirdness. Therefore, this "Blood Burning Art" is very thin, with only five pages in it. The description of the secrets of the method is less than one-fifth of the length, and the rest are all comments and previous experiences. The technique of performing "Blood Burning Art" is not complicated either. Zhang Yuan read it carefully, combined with the notes in the article and previous experience, and gradually got a rough outline in his mind. This type of method requires very high levels of understanding from the practitioner when there is no one to guide them. After reading it three times, he decided to practice according to the methods recorded in the book. Zhang Yuan stood up and pushed the desk aside, then assumed a practicing posture of Rock Pole Kung Fu and took a deep breath. He tried to stimulate his blood. Qi and blood are the foundation of human beings, originating from the internal organs and limbs, representing the power of essence and blood marrow. Qi is the leader of blood, and blood is the mother of Qi. The two are interdependent, cooperative, and coordinated, and together maintain the vitality of life! When Zhang Yuan performed the "Blood Burning Technique", the energy and blood in his body immediately became active and even restless. It's not easy to control this power. Zhang Yuan practiced over and over again, and it was not until midnight that he slowly gained some experience. "Bah!" He suddenly shouted loudly, his eyes gleaming with light, and he opened his mouth to spit out a ball of blood mist. This blood mist spread instantly in the air, rising and rolling like burning flames, making the whole room bright.
The next moment, Zhang Yuan pulled out the Yanling Saber. Swinging the knife across the blood mist in front of him. The sharp blade was immediately stained with countless blood foam, which was thrilling to watch! Zhang Yuan took a long breath. He opened the Divine Nest panel and glanced at it, and found that his blood value had dropped by thirty points. "Blood Burning Technique" can only be performed with the help of one's own blood essence. It can be stimulated through the tip of the tongue or fingertips. It can be used directly to deal with strange things, or it can be used to enhance weapons. The higher the cultivation level of a warrior, the stronger the blood-burning power. Although warriors in the Qi Realm can condense real fire to deal with strange things, the "Blood Burning Technique" is still useful. Even stronger. It's just that this martial arts skill consumes a lot of oneself, so it's not a big problem to perform it once or twice. But if it is stimulated frequently, it will inevitably shake the foundation and even lose life! So it must be used with caution. Zhang Yuan did not continue practicing. He put away his weapons and the "Blood Burning Technique" secret book, then took a piece of dried ginseng and put it in his mouth, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep. When he got up the next morning, Zhang Yuan washed up, had breakfast, and went out to find an oil truck. The oil-burning carriage is a taxi in the city. It is used to pick up customers and work on the streets. It can be used to carry people as well as transport goods. It can seat four or five people easily. Zhang Yuan brought his mother, Xiangxiu, Dahu, and some common items. Take a bus to Wuzhuang. When they arrived at their destination and saw the house that Zhang Yuan had just bought yesterday, Zhang's mother felt both happy and sad. Of course, I am happy that Zhang Yuan is really making a difference now. Not only did he settle down in the city, but he also soon had a new home. He was almost a nouveau riche! This house is more elegant than the ones in the city. However, there will be no pie in the world! What Zhang Yuan has now is probably something he had to fight for with his life. For Zhang's mother, no wealth or splendor is more important than her son's life. If she had a choice, she would rather continue to live a life of eating glutinous vegetables in Chenjiacun than Zhang Yuan to venture into the world to gain fame and fortune. Although she felt very unhappy, Zhang's mother was still happy on the surface and didn't say anything disappointing. She just enshrined Zhang Yuan's father's tablet immediately, burned incense and prayed devoutly.
I pray that my deceased father’s spirit will be in heaven and protect Zhang Yuan’s safety. Zhang Yuan and Xiangxiu started cleaning the new home together. Originally, Xiangxiu wanted to take over all the work and did not dare to make her young master busy. But after being glared at by Zhang Yuan, she immediately shrank her neck and turned into a frightened quail, trembling and not daring to say anything more. Soon Mother Zhang also joined in. The three of them worked together to clean the courtyard and the room. Zhang Yuan made another trip to the city and bought a batch of firewood, rice, oil, salt and daily necessities. At night, this new home looks like a decent one, and there are no problems living in it. Zhang Yuan smiled and said to his mother: "Mom, this place is different from the city. It is full of the families of the Whale Gang disciples. You can go to Chen Xiangzhu's place when you have time. You don't have to stay at home all the time." Zhang Yuan still remembers the troubles of several local thugs in the past, and lacks confidence in the security environment in the county. You should know that there is still a local snake entrenched in Linhe County. The Tiger Gang! So he usually asks his mother not to go out as much as possible, or to accompany her to the street. To avoid any accidents. The situation here in Wuzhuang is completely different - as the family area of the Whale Gang, Zhang Yuan can basically rest assured. But he will not sell the house in the county. A cunning rabbit has three holes. It is always good to have multiple retreats and multiple options. Maybe it will come in handy at some point. "Yeah." Mother Zhang nodded and said softly: "Yuan'er, don't worry about me, I will take good care of myself. Now I have Xiangxiu to accompany me, just do what you want to do!" "If your father is still alive, he will support you." Mother Zhang's expression was gloomy when she mentioned her late husband. Zhang Yuan gently held his mother's hand: "Mom, believe me, our life will get better and better in the future!" Mother Zhang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled: "Of course I believe you." She felt that the greatest luck in her life was to have Zhang Yuan, a child who was sensible, filial, and capable. God treated her well!