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

Chapter 7 The Miraculous Effects of Quicklime
"We can't wait any longer, or else we'll be dead if we run out of strength. We still have a chance of survival if we resist now, so let's fight!"

"Life or death depends on God's will!"

After the two sides confronted each other for nearly a quarter of an hour, Shen Yuanliang was the first to give up. With his mind highly concentrated, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his calves trembled slightly, and his hands holding the spear were a little stiff.

"kill!!"

Not wanting to sit and wait for death, Shen Yuanliang shouted loudly and rushed forward with all his strength. The sharp spear stabbed like a poisonous snake. If he failed, he would die.

The white-browed tiger with hanging eyes, which was only two meters away from Shen Yuanliang, growled disdainfully, turned its head away, and at the same time stretched out its right front paw, which could break metal and jade.

With a "ripping" sound, the padded jacket Shen Yuanliang was wearing was torn into a long hole. The white cotton wool fluttered in the wind, blocking the tiger's sight.

Enduring the pain, Shen Yuanliang made a feint, took out a handkerchief from his arms and threw it forward. White powder spread out and, blown by the breeze, sprinkled on the eyes of the white-browed tiger.

Suddenly, the big beast that was so majestic and dismissive of Shen Yuanliang just now let out a painful wail and rolled on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Yuanliang stepped forward quickly, hugged the tiger's head, drew out the knife at his waist, stabbed it hard, and then twisted it. Hot blood gushed out and splashed all over his face.

"How dare you scare me? I wasn't brought up to be scared."

"Lime powder tastes good!"

Shen Yuanliang jumped over and wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve. He talked to himself, venting his inner fear and anxiety.

Shen Yuanliang originally wanted to collect some medicinal herbs in the mountains, but he didn't expect to run into a mountain tiger, a giant tiger about ten feet long.

Fortunately, Shen Yuanliang was prepared. He stood in the upwind direction and added a bag of lime powder. These despicable tricks in the underworld were also the key to turning defeat into victory.

To Shen Yuanliang, no matter whether the cat is white or black, a cat that catches mice is a good cat. He will not abandon it just because it is a despicable trick.

Unless one day, Shen Yuanliang becomes a well-known figure and "evolves" to the point of cherishing his reputation.

"What good tiger blood! We can't waste it."

"Tiger blood can be used to make blood-activating powder and brew tiger blood wine, which can strengthen tendons and bones, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and has many benefits."

After calming down a little, Shen Yuanliang looked down and saw the blood that had infected the ground. He was suddenly heartbroken and hurriedly poured out the water in the gourd to collect the blood from the wound of the big tiger.

"Cuckoo!"

In a short while, the gourd was full. In order to avoid waste, Shen Yuanliang looked around and decided to eat raw tiger blood, so he drank the fresh tiger blood in big gulps.

The tiger blood with a fresh fragrance flowed down his throat into his stomach, making his whole body warm. Shen Yuanliang felt full of strength and endless energy.

"what!!"

From "electric stimulation of the gate of life to increase the fire" to "fumigate the qi sea with real gold", Shen Yuanliang practiced the moves of "Iron Shirt" over and over again, even doing the horse stance.

The shouts echoed throughout the hillside, and coupled with the remaining power of the mountain lion, for a moment, there was no other sound except the sound of Shen Yuanliang practicing martial arts.

Half an hour later, Shen Yuanliang wiped the sweat with "impurities" on his forehead, and his whole body felt much clearer. He felt much lighter, as if he was as light as a swallow.

The great crisis between life and death, coupled with the extraordinary effect of tiger blood, allowed Shen Yuanliang to break through from the lower ninth level of martial arts to the middle ninth level, and his strength increased from 500 kilograms to 800 kilograms, not far from the ninth level of strength of 1,000 kilograms. "It would be great if I had a storage bag!"

"It's not easy to carry such a big tiger back home."

After looking at the sky and then at the huge tiger on the ground, Shen Yuanliang had no choice but to carry the dead tiger on his shoulders and walk down the mountain with heavy steps.

An hour later, there was a commotion outside the deserted Jingbian Fort. A huge white-browed tiger with hanging eyes was seen in the distance. All the people were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they ran for their lives. Some even rolled on the ground but did not dare to stop. And so on.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Liang Ge'er from the Shen family."

"Aunt Qian, Big Brother Li..."

Seeing that such a big misunderstanding had been caused and even everyone was scared to death, Shen Yuanliang threw the big tiger to the ground and explained loudly.

Seeing the resonant voice, the familiar face and the huge white-browed tiger lying motionless on the ground, people finally felt relieved and walked quickly forward to watch the excitement.

"Brother Liang, well done. Even such a ferocious white-browed tiger is no match for you. Brother Shen will have someone to take over."

"There are actually white-browed insects in Daqing Mountain. We need to inform others immediately. Don't go there to collect firewood or dig wild vegetables in the future."

"The Shen family has become wealthy. A tiger skin this big must be worth at least one hundred taels of silver. If it is sold in the capital, it must be worth several hundred taels of silver, right?"

"In ancient times, Wu Song killed a tiger. Today, Liang Ge'er from Jingbianbao killed a white-browed tiger. If it gets out, it will become a good story."

Looking at the huge white-browed tiger on the ground that was different from an ordinary tiger and exuded a murderous aura, the people who were trembling with fear just now surrounded Shen Yuanliang and the tiger, and spoke sweet words to him as if they were free, making Shen Yuanliang feel embarrassed and his ears red.

This is a rare event in Jingbian Fort!

There will be something to brag about in the future. It is estimated that in the next month, the story of Shen Yuanliang killing the white-browed tiger will become an enduring topic in the area around Jingbian Fort.

"Uncle, aunt, it's getting late. I'm going back first."

After a brief greeting, Shen Yuanliang picked up the thousand-pound white-browed tiger and stepped on the hard yellow mud road step by step, with heat rising from his body.

If Shen Yuanliang had not temporarily broken through to the ninth level, which is the middle stage of Ming Jin, he would be powerless in the face of such a huge beast.

"This tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead has arrived at the right time. The tiger skin can be sold to the fur trader. It will bring at least a hundred taels of silver, which is more than enough to pay off the debt."

"The remaining tiger meat and tiger bones are very useful. They can be used to replenish the body, speed up the practice of "Iron Shirt", and even provide the resources to break through to the eighth level."

Walking on the winding yellow mud road, with the crowd watching the excitement behind him, Shen Yuanliang felt excited inside. The huge rock that was pressing on his heart fell quietly, and he felt relieved.

The debt of thirty taels of silver was overwhelming the Shen family. Shen Chen worked day and night to weave just to save more silver. As for borrowing money from others, it was extremely difficult.

The Wang family is the most powerful family within a hundred miles, while the Shen family is just a small family. When Shen Zhong was the captain in the army, he still had some concerns about the Shen family.

Now that the pillar of the Shen family has collapsed, the Wang family immediately revealed their "hypocritical" face and wanted to skin the Shen family alive and swallow them up, skin and bones included.

The Shen family's oil mill, fertile fields, etc. all fell into the hands of the Wang family, and even the last piece of land was lost.

(End of this chapter)