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Chapter 65: Burning Blood Technique
Xiangxiu is very capable.

On the first day she arrived at Zhang Yuan's house, she took over all the housework from Zhang's mother.

Cleaning, washing clothes and drying them, chopping wood and boiling water, and even making the beds and folding the quilts.

Feed the tiger again.

The little girl was diligent and careful. She specially found a wooden comb to comb Dahu's hair and remove the lice on the dog's body.

Soon the guard dog followed her happily, wagging its tail to show its courtesy.

Zhang's mother's favorability towards Xiangxiu therefore reached its maximum.

I wish I could adopt her as my daughter!
Zhang Yuan felt that his seventeen taels and five cents of silver were not wasted.

Even if I have to pay a poll tax for her every year in the future, it will be worth it.

With Xiangxiu accompanying his mother from now on, Zhang Yuan will undoubtedly have fewer worries.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he was in his room, flipping through the book "Burning Blood Art" that he had just purchased today.

Strictly speaking, "The Art of Burning Blood" is not a technique or martial art. It is actually a special way for a warrior to use his own qi and blood, specifically used to restrain weirdness.

So this book "Burning Blood Art" is very thin, with only five pages of content.

Less than one-fifth of the book is devoted to the secrets of the method, and the rest is all annotations and previous experiences.

The technique of performing "Burning Blood Art" is not complicated.

Zhang Yuan read it carefully, combined with the notes in the text and the experience of his predecessors, and gradually formed a general outline in his mind.

These kinds of tricks and tricks require a high level of comprehension from the practitioner if there is no guidance.

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 the posture of practicing Rock Posture and took a deep breath.

He tried to stimulate his own qi and blood.

Qi and blood are the foundation of human beings, originating from the internal organs and the limbs, and represent the power of essence and blood.

Qi is the commander 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 "Burning Blood Technique", the Qi and blood in his body immediately became active and even agitated.

Just trying to control this power is not an easy task.

Zhang Yuan practiced over and over again until the middle of the night, when he slowly gained some experience.

"Bah!"

He suddenly shouted in a deep voice, his eyes gleaming with brilliance, and a cloud of blood mist spurted out of his mouth.

The blood mist instantly spread in the air, rising and surging like a burning flame, making the entire room bright.

The next moment, Zhang Yuan drew out his goose-feather knife.

He swung his knife through the blood mist in front of him.

The sharp blade was immediately stained with countless blood foams, which was thrilling to look at!
Zhang Yuan let out a long sigh.

He opened the God's Nest panel and took a quick look, and found that his health value had dropped by thirty points.

The "Blood Burning Art" can only be performed with the help of one's own blood essence, and it can be stimulated through the tip of the tongue or fingertips. It can be used directly to deal with weirdness, and can also be added to weapons.

The higher the strength of a warrior's cultivation, the stronger the power of Burning Blood.

Although warriors who have entered the Qi realm can condense true fire to deal with weirdness, the "Burning Blood Art" is still useful.

Even stronger.

However, this martial arts skill consumes a lot of energy, so it is not a big problem to perform it once or twice.

But if it is stimulated frequently, it will inevitably shake the foundation and even cause loss of life!

So be careful when using it.

Zhang Yuan did not continue to practice. He put away his weapons and the secret book of "Burning Blood", then took a piece of dried ginseng and put it in his mouth, then lay down on the bed with his clothes on and fell asleep. The next morning, Zhang Yuan got up, washed up, had breakfast, and went out to find a oil-painted carriage.

An Youbi carriage is a horse-drawn carriage for hire in the city. It picks up passengers on the streets and can be used to carry both people and goods.

Four or five people can sit easily.

Zhang Yuan took his mother, Xiangxiu, Dahu, and some common items with him.

Drive to Wuzhuang.

When they arrived at the destination and saw the house that Zhang Yuan had just purchased yesterday, Zhang's mother felt both happy and sad.

Of course, the happy thing is that Zhang Yuan has really made it big now.

Not only did he settle down in the city, he soon got a new house. He was almost becoming a nouveau riche!

This house is more magnificent than the one in the city.

However, there is no such thing as a free lunch!
What Zhang Yuan has now may have been earned at the cost of his life.

For Zhang's mother, no wealth or glory is more important than her son's life.

If she had a choice, she would rather continue to live a life of coarse food in Chenjia Village than let Zhang Yuan go out into the world and take risks to gain fame and fortune.

Although she felt very unhappy, Zhang's mother still looked happy on the surface and did not say anything to spoil her mood.

She simply placed the tablet of Zhang Yuan's father on display and burned incense and prayed devoutly.

I pray that my late father’s spirit in heaven will protect Zhang Yuan and keep him safe.

Zhang Yuan started cleaning the new house with Xiangxiu.

Originally, Xiangxiu wanted to take on all the work and didn't dare to let her young master get too busy.

But after being glared at by Zhang Yuan, she immediately shrank her neck like a frightened quail, trembling and not daring to say anything more.

Soon Zhang's mother joined in.

The three of them worked together to clean the yard and the room.

Zhang Yuan went to the city again and bought some firewood, rice, oil, salt and daily necessities.

By the evening, the new home looked completely presentable and there was no problem living in it.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said to his mother, "Mom, this place is different from the city. All the people living here are the families of the Angry Whale Gang disciples. When you have time in the future, you can go and visit Master Chen Xiang. You don't have to stay at home all the time."

Zhang Yuan still remembers clearly the time when a few thugs came to his house to cause trouble, and he lacks confidence in the security environment in the county town.

You should know that there is a local tyrant entrenched in Linhe County.

Tiger Gang!
So he usually asked his mother to stay at home as much as possible, or to accompany her to go out on the street.

To avoid any accidents.

The situation here in Wu Village is completely different - as the family quarters of the Angry Whale Gang, Zhang Yuan can basically rest assured.

But he would not sell the house in the county town.

Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows. It is always good to have multiple escape routes and multiple options, as they may come in handy at some point.

"Ah."

Mother Zhang nodded and said softly, "Yuan'er, don't worry about me. I will take good care of myself. Now that I have Xiangxiu to accompany me, you just go and do what you want to do!"

"If your father were still alive, he would support you."

When mentioning her late husband, Zhang's mother couldn't help but look sad.

Zhang Yuan gently held his mother's hand: "Mom, believe me, our lives will get better and better in the future!"

Mother Zhang wiped away the tears from her eyes and said with a smile, "Of course I believe you."

She felt that her greatest luck in life was to have Zhang Yuan, a child who was sensible, filial and capable.

God has been kind to her!
(End of this chapter)