Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　. . . . . .

　　"it's getting dark."

　　Song Qiu stood on a small bench and put the food cooked in the pot into a bowl. She looked at the sun setting outside the window and became a little worried.

　　Lin Jingzhe had gone out in the morning and had not returned for a full day.

　　And Song Qiu also fidgeted and waited at home for a day.

　　"I'm back."

　　Hearing a sound coming in from outside the door, the bowl in Song Qiu's hand almost didn't fall to the ground. She got off the small bench, put the bowl in her hand on the table with a slap, and slammed the door open. He ran out of the house quickly.

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe wearing a training suit, Song Qiu covered his mouth and laughed stupidly.

　　She walked in front of Lin Jingzhe in disbelief, reaching out to touch Lin Jingzhe's training clothes.

　　But halfway through his hand, Song Qiu retracted hesitantly and looked at his hand carefully, as if he was afraid that Lin Jingzhe's training clothes would be soiled by his hand.

　　"This is real?"

　　"Adi, have you entered the martial arts hall?"

　　Lin Jingzhe looked at Song Qiu's hesitant expression, took off the identity token from his waist and handed it to Song Qiu: "Of course it's true."

　　"Hey hey hey..."

　　Carefully holding the identity token that Lin Jingzhe handed over, Song Qiu smiled so much that her eyes narrowed, she looked outside the door, two small dimples appeared on her face, and she said with great certainty: "If the eldest sister knows , will be very happy."

　　"Ah."

　　Lin Jingzhe nodded, looked out the window, and watched the night slowly kick off. Thinking of the elder sister Song Chun, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

　　night.

　　under dim lighting.

　　Lin Jingzhe opened a small hidden compartment on the wall of his house, and slowly took out a bunch of bottles and jars from it.

　　"Brother is amazing."

　　Song Qiu watched Lin Jingzhe start to dispense the medicine. She brought the oil lamp to Lin Jingzhe's front. In her world, there were only two people, one was her eldest sister Song Chun, and the other was her younger brother Song Ming.

　　Compared with the usual fierce elder sister Baba, Song Qiu prefers to stay with his younger brother.

　　Lin Jingzhe put together a small spoon made of bamboo for medicinal purposes.

　　When he was in the Forest of Giant Beasts, because he mastered the talent of trees, Lin Jingzhe had a very high affinity for plants.

　　Because of the hunting needs, Lin Jingzhe often used various plants to prepare poisons. After coming to this world, Lin Jingzhe did not know much about the drugs in this world because he didn't know much about the medicines in this world.

　　However, after studying in a drugstore for a year, Lin Jingzhe learned about many drugs and medicinal properties in this world, and the experience in poison equipment he had accumulated before was developed.

　　Otherwise, Lin Jingzhe couldn't have prepared the poison he had given to Wang Hu with just a vague prescription.

　　In this dangerous world, survival is the most important thing. Lin Jingzhe quickly prepared the poison powder he wanted and put it into a small bamboo tube.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Boss, the young master has news."

　　Wang Hu was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, holding a heater in his hand.

　　The doctor who just found him said that he was exhausted and just prescribed a tonic for him. After drinking the medicine, he still felt a terrible cold in his body.

　　Wang Hu decided that if he didn't get better tomorrow, he would screw the doctor's head off.

　　Just when Wang Hu was depressed, one of his thin hands walked in with joy, his tone was full of excitement: "Dashan Gang was destroyed by Chu Shao.".

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　　"Is that so?"

　　Hearing the report of his subordinates, Wang Hu's eyes showed a gleam of light, wrapped in a quilt, looking at the rich night outside the window, Wang Hu fell into contemplation.

　　"It's dry in the air, be careful with candles."

　　On the street, the watchmen were beating the wooden clappers in their hands, and in the silent night the sound could be heard far, far away.

　　Wang Hu licked his chapped lips, walked to the table, raised the jug and took a sip of wine.

　　"Take two brothers, go out tonight, kill a few people to add to the fun."

　　Looking at his subordinates who bowed respectfully at him, Wang Hu grinned, and a perverted flush appeared on his pale face.

　　. . . . . .

　　late at night.

　　"I'll take you away tomorrow."

　　Lin Jingzhe was taking stock of things. After thinking about it, he always felt that it was not safe to keep his second sister at home.

　　Now that he has become a disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Academy, it is not difficult for his second sister to find a job in the inner city that she also mentioned in the past.

　　A place like Liushufang is too dangerous, not only are there gangs everywhere, but also the environment is poor, and all kinds of plagues are rampant.

　　"But what if the eldest sister can't find us when she comes back?"

　　Hearing that Lin Jingzhe said that he could leave, Song Qiu, who was carefully laying the bed for Lin Jingzhe, first had a look of joy on his face, then his brows furrowed, and he muttered worriedly, "She will worry about us."

　　"Just tell the neighbors."

　　Lin Jingzhe filled a bunch of bottles and jars with all the medicines he had prepared.

　　"Dong dong dong dong!"

　　Just when Lin Jingzhe packed up all his belongings, there was a heavy knocking sound from outside the house.

　　It was the sound of nails driving into planks.

　　on the street.

　　"Nail me to death."

　　Wang Hu was wearing a tiger fur coat, and he led a group of Heilong Gang men to nail up the street where Lin Jingzhe lived, and seven or eight small yards.

　　Holding a can of kerosene in his hand, Wang Hu opened his mouth with a wanton smile, and suddenly threw it into Lin Jingzhe's yard.

　　Now that the Dashan Gang has been wiped out, he doesn't have to worry about Lin Jingzhe's sister Song Chun. When he thinks of Lin Jingzhe's entry into the martial arts hall, but he didn't get anything, Wang Hu felt angry.

　　In this season, it is very normal for a fire to kill several people. Even if Happo Budokan traces it, it cannot be traced to his head.

　　Thinking of this, Wang Hu couldn't help but get even more crazy: "Cough, cough... set me on fire and burn these two little bastards to death!"

　　"Fight me, how about joining the martial arts hall, hahaha!"

　　Following Wang Hu's order, a group of Black Dragon Gang members who had prepared torches immediately threw the lit torches into the yard where Lin Jingzhe was.

　　When the torch met the kerosene, the entire yard immediately became a sea of ​​fire.

　　"Cough cough cough... let's burn these families to death together."

　　Watching the flames engulf the small courtyard where Lin Jingzhe was, Wang Hu coughed violently a few times, and pointed to the other courtyards on the street with ruthlessness in his eyes.

　　Do everything.

　　Wang Hu and his subordinates did not stay any longer.

　　He was masked, and he left quickly with his subordinates. Although he could be sure that the possibility of Bafang Martial Arts Academy finding him trouble was very small, he was not willing to take more risks.

　　The wind was blowing, and the fire was burning very vigorously by the wind.

　　In Liushufang, half of the sky turned red.

　　It didn't take long for the row of wooden houses that had been dilapidated to be completely turned into charcoal and turned into a pile of ruins.

　　Although the fire was so big, there was no one on the street.

　　Even the people watching the lively are some people who are worried that the fire will burn to their home and come out to check, after seeing that the fire will not burn their home.

　　Those people also went back to sleep one after another, not daring to approach the fire.

　　"Cough cough cough..."

　　Inside a big willow tree, inside the lacquered tree hole, two tender coughs rang out one after another.

　　Lin Jingzhe and his second sister Song Qiu climbed out of the tree hole.

　　The big willow tree was right behind Lin Jingzhe's house, almost next to the wall. Because of the rain a few days ago, there was still a lot of water in the willow tree hole.

　　The fire is still burning.

　　Pungent, choking smoke drifted in from the cracks in the trees from time to time.

　　The wall of the willow tree hole was a little hot from the roast, but the thick willow tree stopped the fire.

　　After accidentally learning that there is a tree hole in the big willow tree behind his house, Lin Jingzhe began to dig up the wall of his house and connect the tree hole to create a secret room.

　　This small secret room took Lin Jingzhe nearly half a year.

　　"Woooooo...our home is gone."

　　Looking through the cracks in the tree, Song Qiu saw that her house was completely burnt down, she couldn't help crying any longer: "The clothes that eldest sister brought you, and the shoes I made for you are gone.. "

　　"Is it gone?"

　　Firelight shone through the cracks in the tree, and seeing his second sister Song Qiu's dark face filled with tears, the murderous intent in Lin Jingzhe's eyes almost overflowed.

　　That home, that shabby home, was the only thing left by his silly father.

　　It was his eldest sister, Song Chun, who went out to kill people when she was still a young aunt. She scraped food from the corpse piles every day, and struggled to maintain where she is now.

　　It was his second sister Song Qiu. Even if the weather was cold, she had to do laundry. For a few copper coins, she had to save money for her hands after washing her hands.

　　But now, it has been turned into a pile of ruins by Wang Hu.

　　Moreover, Lin Jingzhe also thought of something more profound. His eldest sister Song Chun should have an accident. Thinking of this, even if Lin Jingzhe was a fourth person, he still couldn't contain his anger.

　　Wang Hu must die. .

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