Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

This caught Jiang Weichen's attention. A boy of this age is already able to work, and in a few years he will be a strong laborer.

Therefore, no family would sell a boy of this age unless they were forced to do so due to the family's destruction.

But with so many of them appearing at once, Jiang Weichen had a bad guess in his mind: human traffickers.

They specialize in kidnapping or capturing children, abusing them, and then selling them to buyers.

In this way, these young people who are inexperienced in the world will not only not hate the buyers, but will be grateful to them.

Jiang Weichen had been wondering why the Liu family was so keen on his fields when he could barely finish cultivating them himself.

It turns out that this was planned long ago. If the Liu family continues to develop, it will only get bigger and bigger.

People like the Jiang family are becoming increasingly powerless to resist. These damn landlords will make them pay the price sooner or later.

Chapter 7 Liu Family Conspiracy

Liu family!

In Old Master Liu's antique study, he was standing in front of the large and exquisite desk.

I saw him holding a goat-hair brush, concentrating on writing on the snow-white rice paper.

Across from the desk was a ferocious man wearing a long gown as black as night and with a hideous scar across his face.

This man was none other than Old Master Liu’s son, Liu Biao.

He quietly watched his father writing with a brush, his eyes unconsciously falling on the words that were gradually taking shape.

Looking at those words, he felt a little toothache, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. These words were really unbearable to look at.

However, due to his father's authority, he did not express his true thoughts directly, but waited patiently and silently.

Finally, with a light wave of the brush in Old Master Liu's hand, the last stroke fell.

The slightly bloated, pot-bellied old man let out a long breath, as if he had completed a difficult task.

He slowly put down the brush in his hand, "Biao'er, you have been traveling around for many years and have seen a lot. Come and take a look at these four words your father just wrote. What do you think of them?"

As Old Master Liu spoke, he gently blew on the ink on the table that had not yet dried.

When Liu Biao heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

In his opinion, his father's calligraphy was so unsightly that it couldn't even be called calligraphy.

However, after a brief hesitation, he decided to comply with his father's wishes and began to compliment him, "Father, your calligraphy has already... uh, you're very close to becoming a great calligrapher!"

Originally, Liu Biao almost blurted out that his father was already a great calligrapher of his generation, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that such praise was too exaggerated, so he changed his words abruptly.

Hearing his son's words of praise, Old Master Liu burst into laughter, his face full of pride.

"Hahahahaha, great! You're worthy of being my son, you really do understand me! In that case, I plan to carefully frame this calligraphy and hang it in the center of our Liu family's spacious and bright hall.

In this way, not only can the many tenants of the Liu family come to pay their respects often, but the truth that "God rewards hard work" can also be conveyed to them.

We need to make them understand that as long as they work hard, they will be rewarded accordingly."

After saying that, Old Master Liu lowered his head again and looked at the four powerful characters "Heaven rewards hard work" on the table, with a smile on his face.

He was a bandit in his early years. He had some martial arts skills but they were not very good. Every time he robbed people on the road, he was terrified for fear of encountering a master.

After a few times, he saved some money and ran away. He bribed a minor official and successfully settled down in Xinghua Village.

With his financial resources at the time, he could more than afford to settle in Lotus Town, but he was a cautious man.

If you settle in Lianhua Town, you may be resisted by the people in the town, but it will be different if you settle in a village.

He had money and it was easy for him to get these stupid villagers to work for him.

After his life became stable, the Liu family gradually developed, and he became ambitious and was unwilling to be just a landlord.

He wanted the Liu family to become a family of scholars and wanted them to produce several high-ranking officials.

So he opened a school in the Liu family to teach the Liu family's children to read and write.

He even set an example himself. He thought he had changed a lot and had become a knowledgeable person.

Liu Biao's mouth twitched again. It was a bit indecent to frame this calligraphy and hang it in the hall. He said, "Father, this is not good, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Let's decide it this way." Old Master Liu made the decision directly.

Liu Biao thought about it and nodded. Since his father liked it, let him hang it.

Anyway, the Liu family is still in Xinghua Village, and not many people come here. Even the country bumpkins in Xinghua Village can't tell whether the calligraphy is good or bad.

At worst, the Liu family can move to a more prosperous place and then change the calligraphy.

"Father, we bought thirteen teenagers in this batch. We shouldn't have to worry about the next few years, right?" Liu Biao said.

Old Master Liu waved his hand and said: "It's not enough, I have to buy more. Although the development of Xinghua Village has reached a bottleneck, the development of my Liu family cannot stop.

After the New Year, I will let your second brother take a few adult children of the Liu family to settle down in the next village."

"Your second brother has already married eighteen concubines and has a ton of sons and daughters, but you only have one son now, and you killed his wife. How can you expect the Liu family to grow and prosper?"

"Hmph, father, don't mention that bitch. Just because I'm not home all year round, that bitch flirts with the servants. How could I let him go?"

At this point, Master Liu became a little annoyed. He waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. The remaining people in Xinghua Village are tough. It's getting harder and harder to deal with them. It's getting difficult to buy their land. I don't have the patience to endure it anymore."

Chapter 8 The human heart is full of ghosts

"Father, what are you going to do?" Liu Biao frowned and asked his father with a puzzled look.

Over the years, he has been wandering around and rarely returns home, but he still maintains correspondence with his family and has some understanding of the current situation of Xinghua Village.

Old Master Liu snorted coldly and said with a gloomy face, "Hmph! These ungrateful fellows, refusing to accept my offer, are now being punished! I can't personally take action, as this would easily provoke a rebellion. However, few people in Xinghua Village have seen you. Just pick out one of the troublemakers and take care of him."

Upon hearing this, Liu Biao didn't hesitate at all and immediately asked, "Father, who do you think should be killed?"

Father Liu thought for a moment and then replied, "Let's choose Jiang Dashan's family. Butler Liu has been there several times, but Jiang Dagui disagrees. Now Jiang Dashan himself is a tough guy, so let's use his life to scare those ignorant villagers."

Liu Biao nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll take action tonight and make sure that their family won't be able to celebrate the New Year!"

Old Master Liu waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, we can act tomorrow. We must kill him in front of everyone to serve as a warning to others. This will show them what will happen if they go against us. This way, we can force them to submit to us."

Hearing this, Liu Biao was slightly stunned and secretly surprised.

In his memory, his father had always acted cautiously and carefully, but how could he dare to kill someone in broad daylight? Wasn't he afraid of causing public outrage?

However, despite his doubts, Liu Biao didn't care. It was just killing a person in this remote mountain village, and there was not much difference between day and night.

As if he could see his son's doubts, Master Liu said, "Don't worry, there's no problem. Few people have seen you, and the officials in town have all been taken care of by your father over the years.

The matter can be handled easily. Wait until the storm has passed and no one is paying attention anymore, and then release a half-true and half-false news: You, the murderer, are related to my Liu family.

The remaining diehards will naturally be terrified, and even Jiang Dashan's body is cold, who will care? And who will disregard their own safety for the sake of others?

Liu Biao nodded and said, "I heard that Jiang Dashan has a second brother. Do you want to kill him together?"

“No need, Jiang Ershan is now our tenant and has just joined us. He will affect our reputation.

Now he wants to leave Xinghua Village but he still needs our approval, and since he has a family to support, it’s not a problem at all.”

After Old Master Liu finished speaking, he continued, "This kind of trivial matter is not worth discussing. How has your cultivation been these past few years? Have you acquired any new techniques? Especially those that can cultivate internal strength."

Liu Biao shook his head and said helplessly, "Father, when I went out to explore the world, I was already eighteen years old, and the best time to practice internal skills had passed.

The gang only passed on to me two sword techniques, no internal skills.

Over the years, my swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck, and I can't cultivate my internal strength. My strength and status are both low.

I've snatched up some techniques over the years, but they were all taken away by the higher-ups. How could it be my turn?"

"Alas, it seems that my Liu family still needs to develop in the direction of a family of scholars!"

He also only had an ordinary swordsmanship book. In this world, knives and swords were the most commonly used weapons, but many people without internal strength chose knives as their first choice.

This has led to the widespread popularity of common sword techniques in the martial arts world.

Although using a sword is more impressive, in the early stages, sword movements require lightness and agility, and without the guidance of a famous teacher, how can one use it well?

But it’s different with a knife. It moves in a domineering way. As long as you master some moves and use all your brute force, you can unleash its power.

Most of the lower-class people in the martial arts world who have no master will choose a knife.

Those who have no master and choose swordsmanship to look cool will mostly switch to knife skills after suffering losses.

This is also the helplessness of those at the bottom of the world.

……

The next day, at noon, the sun was shining brightly!

It is the Chinese New Year now, a once-a-year occasion when everyone is more relaxed.

Jiang Weichen was not interested in the children's games and there were no entertainment activities, so he walked out of the village carrying the homemade dried fish.

There is a lake with a radius of 20 meters to the east of the village, with lotus roots planted in it and fish.

Jiang Weichen planned to try out the effectiveness of his homemade fishing rod.

Half an hour after Jiang Weichen went out, Liu Biao came to the Jiang family with a knife in his hand.

Jiang's mother was making dumplings at home, while Jiang's father was basking in the sun on a lounge chair in the yard and catching lice on the bedding.

Seeing Liu Biao come in, he didn't pay much attention and said, "You're from another village, right? What can I do for you?"

Chapter 9 Relatives were killed

"Jiang Dashan?" Liu Biao called in a faint tone.

Jiang Dashan replied, "It's me, right? Do you know me?"

Liu Biao walked closer and said, "It's you I'm looking for."

Jiang Dashan stood up, took away the bedding and planned to hang it aside.

As he walked, he asked, "Do you have something to talk to me about?"

Liu Biao looked at Jiang Dashan who was not paying attention to him and was speechless.

I thought to myself: With the scar on his face and the knife in his hand, don't they have any deterrent effect at all? Jiang Dashan, you deserved your death.