Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 12 Corpse Reward: Zhang Hu's Lifelong Experience in Martial Arts!
Li Yu covered his mouth and nose with a wet cloth, put on leather gloves to arrange the corpse of the red scarf thief, and carefully arranged his clothes and hair.

And put some rotten meat and bones back to their original positions, trying to make the bones as complete as possible.

No matter which world you are in, dying without a whole body is a very inappropriate way of dying.

After a while, the corpse was finally more pleasing to the eye than before.Although still a little creepy.

Li Yu felt that his skills were still lacking, and he would learn how to sew corpses, make up corpses, or make prosthetics when he had the opportunity.It can also be used in case you encounter a dead body with missing arms and legs, and a brain cracked.

Although the corpse keeper is only a low-level profession, he is of low status and is looked down upon by others, but even if he is a corpse keeper, he has to be the best!
After all, dedication is a virtue.
"No matter who you were or what your status was, it has nothing to do with me."

Li Yu took out a low-quality long-lasting incense, took out a torch and lit it, made a furnace of clay in front of the corpse, and inserted it into it. With the white smoke curling up, he murmured softly:

"Now that you're dead, it's easy to go all the way. But now I can let you go more decently, so as a reward, I will bear your belongings."

The yin-yang roulette rotates slowly as usual, magnificent and ancient, with a vast and sacred atmosphere.

Then, a reward appeared in Li Yu's mind:

"Corpse reward: Zhang Hu's lifelong experience in martial arts."

The reward turned into a majestic flow of information, integrated into Li Yu's mind, and was quickly absorbed by him.

With so many memories in his head for no reason, Li Yu only felt a little pain in his head.

After the pain subsided a bit, Li Yu was both surprised and delighted:
"I didn't expect that the problem of the cheat book could be solved so easily..."

He found that the memories he got included not only the detailed process of Zhang Hu practicing Sanjiu in winter, practicing Sanfu in summer, and persevering in martial arts, but also Zhang Hu's experience of fighting people hundreds of times, life-and-death duels!
These invaluable memories and experiences are extremely precious. They are life-saving treasures at critical moments, but now they are fully accepted and absorbed by Li Yu, and they have completely become his own.

Especially in Zhang Hu's memory, it has been clearly shown that in the "Zanpaku Sword Art" cheat book he just obtained, there are at least seven or eight intentionally recorded errors and omissions. Stasis of blood and qi, dark wounds gradually occur, involving viscera, and in severe cases, sudden death.

This made Li Yu break out in a cold sweat, feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, he got the memory of Zhang Hu's lifelong experience in martial arts, otherwise, if he practiced "Zanpaku Daoshu" by himself according to the cheat book, he would die without knowing how he died!

Now he looked at the secret book in his hand again, and some places were clear at a glance, and he had a deeper understanding that pointed to the essence.

As the saying goes, thousands of volumes of books are falsely transmitted, but a single sentence is truly transmitted.

Those experiences and memories of Zhang Hu are the true biography!
Li Yu looked at the long knife in his hand, and suddenly felt an unusually familiar feeling.

He knew all the details of the handle, blade, blade, weight, length, thickness, etc. of this long knife, and it seemed that he had been in contact with it for a long time.

choke--

Li Yu clenched the handle of the knife, pulled out the long knife, and swung it violently.

I saw a bright knife flashing in the air, like lightning splitting the sky, swift and sharp, with a hint of murderous intent, which is shocking.

After one cut, Li Yu felt his arm numb and swollen, and some parts began to become red and swollen. When he moved a little, he felt a sharp pain like tearing.He knew that the force was too fast and direct, so he sprained his muscles and even dislocated his bones a little.

"hiss"

Li Yu reluctantly put the knife back into the sheath, he gasped in pain, his face was a little distorted, but his eyes were calm:

"Although I have experience, my physical fitness is still far behind. I swung a knife casually, not to mention hurting others, but hurting myself first."

"So next, I should improve my physical fitness as soon as possible."

Having obtained all of Zhang Hu's martial arts memories, Li Yu also knows a lot about some common sense things.

Martial arts is a way of self-cultivation, self-cultivation and improvement of life level.It is said that it was originally created to fight against natural disasters, demons and ghosts. On the other hand, it is also a way for man to conquer the sky and destroy the killing!
If you don't have a strong body, you can't even swing a knife, how can you talk about killing?How can we talk about man's victory over nature?

At this time, a little spiritual light flew out of Zhang Hu's body and flew into the center of Li Yu's eyebrows.

Obviously, this is the obsession of the deceased.

Li Yu was familiar with the road, and began to check the extra memory in his mind.

Not a lot of memory, but it has everything that should be there.

Speaking of this tiger, it is quite legendary.

This person was originally the son of a mountain dweller in a small mountain village, and had an older sister. As for his mother, she died of dystocia and hemorrhage.

Once his father went out to work, and was bitten by some vicious dogs raised by the son of the squire He Yuanwai. A man lay in bed for half a month. The shape was pinched and the bone was erected, and finally died of pain.

The siblings didn't dare to say anything, didn't dare to take any action, and didn't dare to take revenge, otherwise let alone He Yuanwai wouldn't let them go, once the news got out, even Muramasa wouldn't be able to spare the siblings.Maybe he was tied to a stone and sank in the river one night.

The poor people at the bottom of the feudal era were like this, they were as lowly as weeds, but they would not go to extremes if they had a way to survive.

They just want to live and that's right.

In order to support Zhang Hu, the elder sister worked from morning till night to earn money by sewing, but later on, she was favored by the young master of the He family and sent his dog legs to take him away.

It was not until the evening of the next day that my sister was sent back.

That night, Zhang Hu's elder sister had disheveled hair and looked like a madman. She laughed and shed tears, said something to Zhang Hu, and threw herself into the river.

Zhang Hu watched his sister jump into the river. After that, he didn't cry or seek revenge. He was extremely calm, and went into the mountains with the few food in his pocket and left his hometown.

Later, he was lucky enough to meet an old martial artist and accepted him as his apprentice.

Seven or eight years later, when his kung fu was mastered, the first thing Zhang Hu did was to go back to his hometown and take a knife to kill He Yuanwaiman's family.

That young master He cut off his hands and feet, cut off his eggs, hung him on a tree, howled in the middle of the night, bleeding to death.

Killing the squire is not the same as killing the people. The untouchables are like grass. If you are lucky, you may be able to fool them. Killing the squire is a dead end, and the government will never let him go.

In desperation, Zhang Hu used a few heads to sign a vote and joined the Red Scarf Bandits.

The dragon slayer finally becomes a dragon!
With his excellent martial arts and sword skills, he ascended to the position very quickly, and within a few years, he became the sixth leader of the red scarf thief who is as crazy as a devil, cruel and ruthless!
(End of this chapter)