The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 12: Killing and Seizing Luck

The afterglow of setting sun cast its last ray of sunshine, wisps of smoke rose up, and a rich aroma of rice filled Jingbian Fort.

"Wow! So much meat!"

Looking at the greasy pork being stir-fried on the stove and smelling the pork aroma, Shen Qianqian stood on tiptoe, drooling with greed.

Since Shen Yuanliang fell ill, all the Shen family's expenses have been used to hire doctors, buy medicinal materials, etc. Shen Qianqian, who used to be able to eat meat once every two weeks, has not tasted meat for several months.

Due to malnutrition, Shen Qianqian was thin, with dry and yellow hair. She was no longer as chubby as before. She looked like most of the children in Jingbianbao at that time, or even worse.

"Here, take a bite, be careful it's hot."

Looking at his sister's eager eyes, Shen Yuanliang felt a pang in his heart. He picked up a piece of fat with chopsticks, blew on it a few times, and put it in her mouth after it cooled down a little.

"It's delicious! It would be great if I could eat meat every day!"

Shen Qianqian chewed slowly, savoring the food carefully. Her small face was filled with happiness. A warm atmosphere wafted from the stove, and the shadow that had been hanging over the Shen family gradually dissipated.

"Xixi, eat like this every day from now on, don't worry about spending money."

Under the dim oil lamp, a large bowl of pork, tiger meat and a large bowl of rice were brought up. Sitting around the mottled old elm table, Shen Yuanliang's family feasted until their stomachs were full.

People who practice martial arts have big appetites. Some can even eat an entire cow in one meal. What is happening in front of us is just a small scene.

After all, if you want to replenish your qi and blood, you can only rely on eating. With sufficient food and oil and water, the water and grain energy in your body can be transformed into qi and blood while standing, providing a continuous supply of energy for martial arts practice.

Under the hazy moonlight, Shen Yuanliang stood in meditation for nearly an hour, then returned to the east wing alone. He picked up a tinderbox and lit the oil lamp. A slanted shadow was reflected on the old wall, spotted with spots.

"What changes have occurred in the bronze tripod?"

"When I killed the white-browed tiger with hanging eyes and the Wang family's followers, the giant tripod in my mind was buzzing and beating slightly."

During the day, the bronze tripod in his mind moved strangely, but Shen Yuanliang didn't care about it.

It was late at night and the place was quiet, which was a perfect time to deal with things that were inconvenient for others to know. Then he communicated with the huge tripod that stood still in his mind.

"Kill people to take away their luck. All living beings have luck, starting from the lowest white luck, to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple."

"With insufficient luck, even drinking cold water will cause a toothache, and I will suffer hostility from others for no reason, or even be in danger. Is it a sign of insufficient luck that I encountered a giant insect while picking herbs during the day?"

Thinking about how he would use his remaining little luck to refine the Iron Shirt, Shen Yuanliang felt a chill in his heart, his hair stood on end, and a chill rushed to his head.

He never imagined that his reckless behavior last night would bring such a serious price to Shen Yuanliang. His life was almost hanging by a thread. If it weren't for his superior skills, he might have been killed by the tiger today and become a meal for the big beast.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then with the help of the bronze tripod, Shen Yuanliang opened his pupils that were emitting golden light, and looked inward at himself. Every blood vessel and muscle fiber appeared in his mind, every detail was clear.

After a brief observation, Shen Yuanliang looked above his head. The unknown side of the world was clearly displayed before his eyes. The sky and the earth were filled with silk threads of various colors, colorful and gorgeous.

I saw a white air column as thick as a chopstick and full of cracks appearing above his head. There was also a white air column and a large part of the red air column that were fluctuating, slowly nourishing the white air column in the middle.

Under the nourishment of the two external air columns, Shen Yuanliang's own destiny luck gradually recovered, and the cracks disappeared. "The red air column is from the white-browed tiger with hanging eyes, and the white air column is from the Wang family's followers. They are all external luck and are floating."

"If it weren't for the suppression of the bronze tripod, I could only use a little bit of these two fortunes, and the rest would gradually disappear."

The bronze tripod is too arrogant. Only when the "switch" inside it is triggered and the relevant conditions are met, can Shen Yuanliang develop its function. The rest depends on guessing and guessing.

After his luck was restored, Shen Yuanliang continued to communicate with the bronze tripod in his mind. A blue light curtain appeared in his sight, with dozens of golden characters appearing on it.

Name: Shen Yuanliang
Age: Nineteen years old
Martial Arts Realm: Ninth Grade (Middle Stage of Ming Jin)
Kung Fu: Second Edition of "Iron Shirt"

Skills: Qi Family Sword (beginning to learn) Archery (advanced)
Luck: Six portions of white luck (one portion of red luck is converted into ten portions of white luck)

……

At the same time, in the brightly lit Wang family residence, a conversation between "father and son" unfolded.

"Dad, you have to avenge me. Shen Yuanliang is really too much of a bully and doesn't take our Wang family seriously."

"It is said that when beating a dog, one should look at its owner first. During the day, that little bastard Shen Yuanliang dared to kill Li Erniu directly, and even wanted to kill me."

"Today, I almost couldn't come back. I almost didn't come back. From childhood to adulthood, when have I ever suffered such injustice?"

Wang Zhenzu, the arrogant and domineering son of the Wang family during the day, secretly glanced at Master Wang in the hall, and at the same time, with snot and tears, he accused Shen Yuanliang of being so audacious.

It is said that anyone who hears it is sad and anyone who sees it will cry.

Under the bright lantern, a candle as thick as an arm burned fiercely, illuminating the dark study as bright as day.

Mr. Wang, known as "Wang the Tiger" in the world, sat upright on the armchair, holding two walnut-sized, shiny iron balls in his right hand.

He had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't care about the accusation in front of him. With a creaking sound, Master Wang slowly said, "Dad knows you've been wronged."

"Tomorrow, send someone to Wohu Mountain to find a mountain eagle, and rob the Shen family kid when he goes out. Then you can do whatever you want to him."

Wang Zhenzu, who was playing pitiful, jumped up immediately after hearing this and said with a happy face, "Dad, you have to ask Zuo Shandiao to call more people. I don't know what tricks that kid used to hunt down a white-browed tiger in Daqing Mountain."

"What means could he have? He is just lucky. How could that guy be an eighth-rank martial arts master? At most, he must be a ninth-rank martial arts master."

"You should go to bed early. I will ask Zuo Shandiao to send out an eighth-rank expert, plus dozens of bandits, to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Although he said he didn't care, Mr. Wang kept it in mind and planned to send someone to keep an eye on the Shen family tomorrow to prevent any unexpected situations.

Master Wang was able to expand the Wang family's power in southern Liaoning and become a powerful tyrant within a hundred miles. He was quite capable. Not only was he ruthless, but he was also extremely cautious every time he made a move, striving to kill with one blow.

Zuoshandiao is a dog kept outside by the Wang family. He commands the surrounding underworld forces and specializes in doing dirty work for the Wang family and dealing with enemies that are difficult to deal with openly, such as the Shen family.

　I'm looking for support for my new book. If you think it's okay, please vote for it!
　　The more monthly tickets and recommendation votes the better!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)