Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 110 Dark Clouds Gathering
With the assurance from Kiln Master Ruan, Shen Qing finally felt relieved. He cupped his hands and said, "I'll come back in a month and a half. Master Ruan, please make me some more arrows that are suitable for my use."

Kiln Master Ruan turned his head and looked at him, then said, "Fifty coins a piece."

Really expensive.

This price is equivalent to a day's hard work for an ordinary hunter.

Fortunately, this amount of money is not much for Shen Qing now.

"Then make twenty of them with great effort." Shen Qing took out a tael of silver and placed it on the table, then clasped his fists and left.

When going out, Shen Qing met a girl in a blue dress.

Her hair was tied up with a hairpin on her head. Her chest was slightly raised, like a hazy hill in the morning light. She looked to be of age.

But he has an average appearance and a few freckles on his face, and he looks somewhat like the owner of the Ruan kiln.

The woman in the long skirt slightly moved aside to make room for Shen Qing.

Shen Qing nodded politely and left calmly.

The woman in the long skirt looked at Shen Qing's back twice and walked into the house.

She brought a pot of coarse tea to the front of Ruan Yaozhu and asked quietly, "Dad, who was that person just now?"

Ruan Chengbao put down the hammer in his hand, took the teapot and said, "Come here and let me make a bow."

"Oh, Dad, do you know where he lives and what's his name?" The girl asked curiously, "I've never seen such a handsome man before."

"Why are you in love, little girl?" Ruan Chengbao glanced at the girl with a smile and joked.

The girl said nothing and silently took the teapot handed to her by Ruan Chengbao.

Ruan Chengbao smiled and said, "In a month and a half, he will come to get the bow and arrows. I will ask for you then."

"Well, it's all up to Dad."

Ruan Chengbao didn't say anything more. He took out the red-hot black iron that he had just thrown in, put it on the chopping board, and swung the sledgehammer in his hand to smash it down.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere.

……

In a barren hill outside Taiping County, Zhou Dingwen, the head of the Zhou family, was standing near a new grave with his eldest son Zhou Jishan, his second son Zhou Congwu, and many servants.

Next to it was a paper-made ghost room and a number of other paper-made items for the dead that were being piled up together as the servants worked on them.

Each of these paper-made objects is lifelike.

From houses to scissors and other common daily necessities, everything is available.

There were even a dozen paper dolls of men and women, dressed as servants, standing outside the underworld chamber.

After a moment, a man who looked like a butler came up to Zhou Dingwen and said respectfully, "Master, everything is ready."

"Then burn them all for Xiaoyu. She has stayed at home most of the time since she was young and is reluctant to leave. Today is her 57th day after her death and she is going to leave. We cannot let her suffer in the underworld." Zhou Dingwen couldn't help but well up in tears.

The eldest son Zhou Jishan stepped forward to comfort him: "Dad, don't be too sad. The matter of the twelfth sister is over, and the dead cannot be brought back to life."

Zhou Dingwen exhaled lightly, calmed down his excitement, and said slowly: "Have you found out whether it was done by Huang Tianjiao?"

The eldest son Zhou Jishan said softly: "I have checked carefully. The twelfth sister has no relationship with the Huangtian Sect. We have never had any conflict with the Huangtian Sect. It doesn't seem like they did it."

"Who did it? How dare they do it in broad daylight in our Zhou family compound?" Zhou Dingwen said with a sharp look in his eyes: "My Zhou family has always been low-key. Do you think that my family is weak and can be bullied?"

The eldest son Zhou Jishan said honestly: "I haven't found out yet, but now it seems to be related to... the seventh room... the twelfth sister did not return home the night before her death, and the last place she went was the seventh room..."

boom!
Zhou Dingwen slammed his palm hard on the tombstone in front of the new grave. The tombstone sank violently, and the foundation suddenly became three inches lower, making a dull sound.

His face became furious: "Investigate thoroughly, I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go."

"Yes, I will definitely check it carefully." At this time, a ball of fire swayed out from a piece of paper-made product and slowly spread to the surroundings.

Zhou Dingwen looked at the fire with sad eyes.

As the flames licked the paper-made buildings, carriages, figures and other items, the edges of the paper-made items began to curl and turn black, making slight crackling sounds.

The fire gradually became more intense, and the flames jumped and rolled in the wind like a dancing fire snake.

As the heat wave rose, the paper items quickly turned into ashes in the flames, with bursts of green smoke rising.

Until it's all burned out.

"Go back." Zhou Dingwen waved his hand listlessly and walked down the mountain.

The eldest son Zhou Jishan followed closely. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Zhou Congwu pulled out his sleeve and said, "Brother, I remember you found out that there was another person who came back with the twelfth sister. This matter is most likely related to him. Why didn't you tell Dad?"

"I have already checked that person. I only know that he is a young man. I don't know anything else. If I really try to find him, wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack? It's better to do something sure. The Seventh House has become more and more arrogant recently. We'll talk about the rest later."

Zhou Congwu was stunned for a moment and said no more.

……

After returning from the kiln room of Master Ruan.

Shen Qing devoted himself to his cultivation as always.

During the day, he practiced Lingfeng Finger in Linfeng Hall, and occasionally practiced Longyin Iron Shirt. At night, he practiced Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong, almost filling up his entire day.

In the backyard of Linfeng Hall, Shen Qing's muscles were tense and his skin was dark red.

"It's still a little short. The Dragon Roar Iron Shirt is much harder to practice than I expected."

Shen Qing's mind moved and he glanced at the ink panel in his sight. The information about the Dragon Roar Iron Shirt appeared in front of him.

[Skill: Dragon Roar Iron Shirt (Beginner)]

[Progress: 92/100 points]

[Status: cannot be upgraded]

[Note: When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer and his muscles and bones work hard. Continuously tempering the blood and sharpening the flesh and blood can increase the progress of practicing this martial art and greatly improve the strength of the body.]

Compared to the court martial arts such as the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, the Dragon Roar Iron Shirt has no systematic rules, and the training ideas in many parts of it appear to be very rough and simple.

As a result, Shen Qing stumbled when he practiced and his speed could not increase.

This is the case when he has the blessing of the Dominant Blood Power. Otherwise, his progress will be far behind.

It is hard to imagine that after the Great Zhou Dynasty took control of martial arts, it would be extremely difficult for a person with no foundation to practice martial arts in the Great Zhou.

"Huh...ha..."

Shen Qing gently exhaled a breath of hot air, and the tense muscles all over his body relaxed, and layers of hot sweat seeped out of his dark skin.

As usual, he sat on a stone bench and took a short rest.

At the same time, his eyes couldn't help but drift outside.

For some reason, the number of people coming to Linfeng Hall to practice martial arts has decreased by 20% during this period, and the huge courtyard seems a little deserted.

Not only that, the "safety fees" he collected in the shantytowns in the outer city were much less than before.

The number of people living in shanty towns is decreasing.

This is not good news.

Shen Qing looked up and found that the sky above Taiping County had been covered with dark clouds at some point.

(End of this chapter)