Douluo's opening send-off system

"Hmm~"

With a painful groan, Han Wuyi woke up leisurely, turned over with a wry smile, endured the pain that was like being bitten by thousands of ants, climbed up tremblingly, and walked to the place hidden behind the screen step by step. bucket, picked up the towel, wrung it out, and walked back step by step.

He gritted his teeth and slowly squatted down, and began to wipe the dried blood stains on the ground. After wiping, he began to take off his clothes, and while taking off his clothes, he walked towards the back of the screen.

He walked to the wooden barrel behind the screen. The clothes on his body had long been taken off. Fortunately, he was still small at this time. He held the edge of the barrel with both hands, slowly immersed his body in the cold and biting water, and held up a handful of cold water. Just start sprinkling it from the top of your head...

Many people may find it unbearable to suddenly immerse their warm body into the freezing cold water.

But Han Wuyi had long been used to all this.

In the past, every time I practiced the exercises, I misaligned the meridians, causing the meridians to rupture and I fainted from pain, no less than the two-hand technique. Maybe I was too young at that time and would fall asleep all day long. When I woke up the next day, I would feel listless and self-conscious. From then on, a bucket of cold water was always prepared in his room one day in advance...

Later, several times, when he experimented with some advanced techniques, he would explode some of his tendons and blood, as he did now, and he would be covered in blood. This bucket of cold water had a new use.

The first time he got covered in blood was because Han Wuyi was so ambitious. He wanted to skip martial arts and directly practice immortality, so he tinkered with the golden light spell by himself. He succeeded in one try, but when the golden light came out of his body, he directly The skin all over his body was stretched open, and cracks in the skin came out. Although he didn't faint that time, he still hoped that he would faint...

Although I successfully practiced the Golden Light Curse that time and was halfway on the path to immortality, my body was too weak and I almost killed myself, so I never practiced the semi-cultivation secret technique again and started practicing martial arts honestly. .

During this period, his good senior sister also broke in and disturbed him. He also suffered backlash, swallowed a lot of blood, and changed his techniques many times.

This time I practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, which was the longest I had practiced, but I didn't expect that it would still fail, and the backlash this time was more serious than all the previous ones.

Fortunately, he had not forgotten the habit of preparing a bucket of water every day. Otherwise, if the guard saw the blood all over his body tomorrow, his good teacher would have killed him! !

If he was just a child from an ordinary family, maybe he could really become her disciple, right?

Thinking of this, Han Wuyi couldn't help but laugh to himself, climbed out of the bucket, picked up the clothes he threw on the ground, soaked them all in the bucket, and started washing.

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After hanging up the clothes, he quietly poured out the bucket of water and replaced it with a bucket of clean water. Han Wuyi climbed up to the beam. On the beam, he dug a groove in which he placed his frugal food. Although he knew that everything he had done in Wuhun Palace would not be enough for the private money he hid, he still hid it in two places. He hid a lot of it under the bed to "borrow" his senior sister.

The things on the beams were all his few copper coins. Those few copper coins he hid were his real family wealth.

Wasn't Han Wuyi injured just now? It's hard to even walk, how can you still climb a pillar?

This is thanks to his abnormal resilience. Maybe this is compensation from God~~~

Han Wuyi took out a dozen copper coins from the groove with a painful look on his face, thought about it and put two back, thought again and took out another, thought again, and put it back again...

Whose saint is so miserable? Don’t you even have money to buy clothes? The worst thing is that as a Holy Son, you have to buy your own clothes! ! ! !

Looking at the scattered copper coins in the groove, Han Wuyi sighed. With such a small amount of money, can he really buy a coffin in two years?

I began to pray as if I were praying every day - never be a twin martial soul! Don't be twin martial souls! Even if it is, don't use a hammer, even a bamboo shoot!