Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 562 Who doesn’t have a side job?
While Ma Liu stood by and watched while a few hooligans approached with ill intentions, Wu Dalang felt very calm inside and even wanted to laugh. At the same time, he now understood why Erlang liked to beat people, because some people really deserved a beating.

If he hadn't met the Immortal, he would have been easily knocked to the ground by these beasts, and stepped on by others to witness all this happening. But now...
The immortal was right, power is the best way to change your destiny.

Wu Dalang reached out and lifted the steamer beside him, which immediately attracted the laughter of several ruffians.

"You're just a piece of shit, you're not going to throw pancakes at me, are you? Come on, throw them here." A scoundrel, obviously familiar with Wu Dalang, came towards him with his head sideways, thinking that he wouldn't dare to resist, or that resistance was useless as it would only add to their interest. Until he caught a glimpse of cold light in his peripheral vision, it was too late.

A two-and-a-half-foot-long, double-edged, winged battle axe split the head in two vertically, and the sharp axe blade did not stop, splitting the collarbone cleanly, and then cutting the ribs one by one. As for the flesh and blood, it was no different from willow catkins and did not cause any obstruction at all.

There was no need to pull out the battle axe. Most of the upper body was split in half, and with the lubrication of a large amount of blood, half of the corpse fell off the battle axe. However, Wu Dalang's arm did not even shake, it was very steady.

It was the first time Wu Dalang killed someone and saw blood, but instead of panicking, he felt the impulse that a real man should have.

I guess Yan Xu didn't expect that the reinforced template he gave Wu Dalang would be so effective. Maybe it had something to do with his weak character. He put almost no resistance and was cast into a new shape by the template, which contained iron, fire, and blood.

He jumped off the carriage, and the heavy sound of landing woke up the frightened hooligans. Unfortunately, it was too late. Wu Dalang, who had the enhanced template of a dwarf, was no match for the hooligans. He swung his height-correcting slash with great vigor. So what if he was taller than Wu Dalang? With one axe, he would be one point taller than Wu Dalang, and he would really cut off his waist and thighs, making the half-chopped man crawl on the ground with his thighs rolling everywhere.

Wu Dalang was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see people suffering, so he chopped off their heads with an axe to end their suffering.

However, after chopping the man down, he looked at himself covered in blood and the bloody axe, and said to Pan Jinlian with a frown.

"Madam, bring me some water so I can wash myself."

Witnessing such an exciting scene, Pan Jinlian was so frightened that she almost peed her pants at Wu Dalang's words. Fortunately, she was also a ruthless character who dared to feed Dalang the medicine with her own hands. She found the jar of water she brought with her, took it over and used a bamboo cup to fill it with water to wash the blood off her man's body.

Since he couldn't wear clothes anymore, Wu Dalang simply took off all his clothes, revealing his bulging muscles like hills. Pan Jinlian blushed and her legs went weak when she saw it.

What a scary guy, as strong as a millstone, himself.
"Madam, please pour some more water." After wiping his body roughly, Wu Dalang picked up the axe and asked Pan Jinlian to continue pouring water.

He paid the blacksmith for half a day to make this battle axe himself. Although there are still many imperfections, as it is his first work, he takes good care of it. After rinsing it clean, he oiled it with his own hands and then wiped it carefully with deerskin to prevent it from rusting. It looks like the battle axe in his hand is a beauty.

In fact, it is true to say this. Given the character of dwarves, equipment is more attractive to them than women.

Ma Liu was a little confused. What kind of people are this couple?

The man chopped people like chopping melons, with the melon pulp scattered all over the ground. Now he was oiling the axe as if nothing had happened. His delicate look did not seem like he was pretending at all, and he really did not care about the lives lost.

The woman probably had some serious illness, as she was twisting her body while holding the jar, her face flushed as if she was in heat. Not far from her feet was a bloody mark left by a poor guy who had been beheaded, struggling and crawling on the ground. His intestines were stretched out very long, less than half a foot away from her feet. This scene would be enough to give her nightmares, but what else could she wish for?

It has to be said that Ma Liu had a strong desire to survive. Without saying a word, he took out tools from the carriage, carried half of his body and walked into the woods, found a low-lying place to dig a pit and bury the body. This is called accomplice, and also called survival. I don’t know if Ma Liu has any side jobs besides being a cart driver. Digging a pit to bury the body is fine, but before burying it, he used a hoe to destroy the facial features, burned the clothes, shoes and socks, and buried the ashes with soil to cover up the bloody smell and prevent wild animals from digging the body out easily. In the end, he even cleaned up the blood on the ground and sprinkled some broken soil, revealing a sense of professionalism that makes people’s scalps numb.

Wu Dalang didn't care because it saved him a lot of trouble, and Pan Jinlian was not afraid because her man was a very manly man, so after delaying for some time, the three of them continued on their journey as if nothing had happened, and no one mentioned the previous incident. After all, who doesn't have a side job these days.

Arriving at Yanggu County, Wu Dalang rented a house from a pawnbroker, moved his belongings, and confiscated all the money. He clasped his hands together, bowed, and left quickly, wishing him nothing again as the road ahead was long.

"What a big stove! It's perfect for making pancakes." Pan Jinlian pushed the door open and entered her new home. She looked around and said while looking at the stove. From this we can see her view on the change in her identity.

He was full of resentment before and didn't like anything about Wu Da. He even refused to let him sleep in bed.

But after killing a few people, he became his own man. Not only did he consider his future livelihood, but he also looked forward to the dark.

"From now on, I will sell pancakes in the morning and do blacksmithing in the afternoon." Wu Dalang remembered that the immortal asked him to do blacksmithing in the future, but after making pancakes for so many years, he was reluctant to give it up, so he decided to do it only half a day.

Wu Dalang is now completely broke. After giving his savings of many years to his younger brother for travel expenses, paying for medicine, and getting married and moving, he is truly penniless.

Fortunately, I still have a bar of gold in my hand, which is enough as capital.

Pan Jinlian diligently boiled water for Wu Dalang to take a bath. Then there was a seductive night. The macho man beat the war drum for half the night, causing the neighbors to scold him for half the night, but they were too embarrassed to go to his house. After all, if you have the guts, you can just hug your own wife and do it.

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After being satisfied, Pan Jinlian, who has a charming physique, is as gentle as water. She is also as defiant as the menopausal aunt who has been widowed for many years in the original novel. Not only does she keep her home in order and provide three hot meals every day, but she also performs the unique skill of catching a baton with her bare hands at night.

Wu Dalang seemed to have been reborn and became more confident. No one dared to laugh at him, even though he still carried a load on his shoulder to sell pancakes every morning.

A curious person knew that this short man had a beautiful wife, so he secretly followed her to his house, hoping to show off his charm and take advantage of her, but he saw him working as a blacksmith.

Wu Dalang liked to work shirtless when forging iron, because only in this way could he feel the temperature of the furnace and the iron ingot more accurately, and experience the joy of iron flowers falling on his body.

I saw him swinging a heavy hammer with his arms that were thicker than an average man's thigh and hitting the red-hot iron ingot, which changed its shape like dough. Every time he hit it, red iron flowers bloomed like raindrops and fell on his shiny and strong muscles, but they could not leave any trace and bounced off his trembling pectoralis major.

The overwhelming power displayed by Wu Dalang made not only women but also men's legs go weak. Anyone who dared to hit on him must have thought that his head was harder than iron.

They all doubted that Wu Dalang could crush a person's head with his bare hands, so even though Pan Jinlian was watching her man forging iron with watery eyes, revealing her charm that made the man fascinated, she still dared to keep a calm and serious appearance.

(End of this chapter)