The servants of the Shen family have often seen their eldest young master Shen Ling practicing knives in the yard.

The young master of the Shen family who used to be addicted to books seems to have changed a little bit after a serious illness.

Master Shen was also worried about this.

Shen Ling didn't know what the servant was saying.

He just focused on his goals, practiced the sword hard during the day, and started to practice the Longevity Gong at night.

The visible progress made him very motivated.

Morning and evening are not delayed.

Five days have passed since the day I went to Chennan Mall.

Shen Ling's information has also been updated.

'Persistence and Effort 3.0. ’

'Name: Shen Ling. ’

'Age: 17. ’

'Gong method: Longevity Gong [ninth-level low-grade exercise method, third level, proficiency 3025/30000]. ’

"Gong method: Kaishan sword method [ninth-level low-grade exercise method, second level, proficiency 1250/10000]."

'Status: Normal. ’

The longevity exercise has reached the third level, and all the poison in Shen Ling's body has been expelled.

After removing the hidden dangers of his body, Shen Ling was surprised to find that he actually felt bored.

He walked the streets, walked through the market, but finally returned home.

Qihua City is too small and the scenery is too small. It is not as interesting as cultivating.

"Snapped-"

The exquisite Pu Dao split the wooden dummy in front of him in half.

Shen Ling slowly withdrew the knife.

He has two goals now, one is to see what will happen when the proficiency level of the Longevity Gong at the highest level is full.

The other is to practice the mountain knife technique to the full level.

Both exercises are full of three layers.

It's hard to say.

In the sound of 'completely practice the mountain knife technique once, gain proficiency +5. ' With such a reminder, Shen Ling slowly ended the morning practice.

hungry!

After eating a full meal that could satisfy three people, Shen Ling's body still didn't look fat.

Compared to those martial arts practitioners, they are rather thin.

afternoon.

Shen Lingzheng practiced the swordsmanship meticulously, striving to practice the swordsmanship to the third level as soon as possible.

At this moment, a servant hurried over, looked at Shen Ling and said, "Eldest Young Master, have you seen Master?"

Sir?

Shen Ling shook his head: "I was still at the mansion during lunch, why... Did something happen?"

The servant whispered, "Something happened in the field."

Tianli?

Shen Ling frowned slightly.

The Shen family's assets have large fields, and an accident in the fields is not a small problem.

After all, the food produced in the fields accounts for nearly half of the Shen family's income every year, and now it's even closer to autumn, and the autumn harvest is about to happen.

"What's the matter, can you speak slowly?"

While Shen Ling comforted the servant, he adjusted his breathing.

"It's the hemp bandit from Qingshan."

The servant said, "They just went to the tenant farmer's village and told the tenant farmer that we must send one hundred taels of silver within an hour, or else we will burn our land."

One hundred taels of silver.

Compared with the harvest of the field, it is not impossible to give these one hundred taels of silver.

It's just that bandits and robbers, will they keep their promises?

This kind of thing is not easy to say.

"Go and see."

Shen Ling put the knife into the sheath, turned around and walked outside the Shen residence.

He didn't know where Master Shen went, but some problems shouldn't be waiting for Master Shen to solve them.

"This…"

The servant looked at Shen Ling and said, "I'll go and call them all, please have more people."

"hurry up."

Shen Ling did not refuse.

After half an hour, Shen Ling led more than 20 servants to the village where the tenant farmers were.

The doors and windows of every household in the village were tightly closed, and a pair of eyes leaking from the cracks in the doors revealed a little unease.

Shen Ling had never been here before.

This is the first time.

Looking at the ordinary, even dilapidated wooden houses, Shen Ling's heart suddenly became a little heavy.

In this world, the life of these tenant farmers cannot be said to be bad.

After all, they are still alive, not dead.

However, Shen Ling was a little uncomfortable.

Shaked his head.

Shen Ling led the people and continued to walk forward. In the middle of the small village, he saw a bunch of hemp bandits sitting there drinking, some of them eating meat.

It looked like he was enjoying himself well.

"Someone is coming."

Seeing Shen Ling and the others coming over, the hemp bandits also stood up in unison.

A man with a blindfold, shirtless, and only a pair of shorts said, "Who is coming? Sign up."

"Shen family, Shen Ling."

Shen Ling looked at these hemp bandits, and saw roughly a dozen of them.

There are not many people, and they all look strong, but they have never practiced martial arts, they are just ordinary people.

"Shen Ling?"

The blindfolded man looked at Shen Ling and asked in doubt, "Who is Shen Ling? We want to see Mr. Shen."

"This is our eldest young master!"

A servant spoke next to him and explained his identity to Shen Ling.

"Oh, young master."

Hearing what the servant said, the blindfolded man quickly reacted.

He looked at Shen Ling and smiled slightly: "Have you brought the money, Mr. Shen? None of us were hurt, so this is sincerity enough!"

"Sincere?"

Shen Ling grinned and looked at the man in the blindfold, "You took this one hundred taels, won't you come back in the future?"

The blindfolded man looked at the purse in Shen Ling's hand and smiled: "We can't guarantee this. We are only responsible for collecting the money. As for whether we will come again or not, it is up to our boss to decide."

"That's it."

Shen Ling's expression turned cold, "Since that's the case, then you don't have to take the money."

"What do you mean?!" The blindfolded man was stunned for a moment. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Nothing else." Shen Ling put away the purse and slowly pulled out his own knife, "Shen Mou just wanted to try, everyone in front of him has a few pounds and a few taels, can you bear the weight of this money? "

"Want to do it?" The blindfolded man looked at Shen Ling with surprise in his eyes.

However, he did not panic, but raised the knife with a smile and said, "Since Young Master Shen is interested, let's play with Young Master Shen. Be gentle, let's tie Young Master Shen back, At least one thousand taels can be exchanged."

"Go back."

Shen Ling raised his hand and motioned for the servant to step back.

A servant said: "Eldest young master, let us help."

"No need to."

Shen Ling refused very succinctly.

He walked forward slowly, looked at the bandit who came running, and silently raised the knife in his hand.

He hasn't killed anyone since he came to this world...

He didn't want to kill.

But this is a troubled world!

In troubled times, we should use killing to stop killing, and violence to control violence.

"The mountain-blazing sword technique!"

Cut!

As soon as the knife went down, the head of a bandit flew straight out.

The corpse ran two steps forward before falling to the ground.

The hemp bandits who hadn't run to Shen Ling's side could not help but stop when they saw this scene.

They looked at the blood on their clothes, but Shen Ling, whose face was calm, suddenly had an emotion called fear growing in his heart.

Fear has two consequences.

Or frantically resist.

Or run away.

For a while, some of the bandits raised their swords in anger, and some quietly retreated.

Shen Ling took a step, another knife.

Slash vertically!