Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

The snow stopped.

The cold wind is not as noisy as it used to be.

Outside the courtyard gate of the Chen family, there were several members of the Qinghe Gang standing with crossbows and arrows pointed at the courtyard. If there was any trouble, they would pull the trigger of the crossbows without hesitation.

Naturally, Chen Mo would not expose his body. He and Zhang He stood in the room, out of reach of the crossbowmen.

Five or six young men from the Qinghe Gang were searching around the house, and all the grain and dozens of pennies that Chen Mo had deliberately placed on the open side were looted by these people.

They also dug out all the clothes in the closet and threw them on the floor.

Chen Mo also saw them looking under the kang, searching very seriously.

The cellar was under the kang in his parents' room, and Han Anniang was hiding in the cellar.

This cellar is specially made, with a layer of dried mud slabs laid on top and a layer of wooden boards below the mud slabs, so that the kang burning will not affect the cellar in winter.

When Han Anniang was hiding in the cellar just now, Chen Mo deliberately covered it with a layer of charcoal ash that had been burned for a long time, as if it had not been cleaned.

Moreover, the kang is covered with black cloth in the middle of winter, and it is difficult to see clearly without a light.

When they were checking, Chen Mo took out a cloth bag from his arms with a flattering smile, put it into the little boss's hand, and said:

"Brother, what's going on? I don't know where I've offended my eldest brother. If I have, I hope you'll forgive me. I'm a brother of Wu Shan, the yamen's catcher, and that's all we have left in the family. I hope my eldest brother will be kind to you." , hold up your noble hand”

Chen Mo kept his posture very low, with a smile on his face.

There were hundreds of coins in the cloth bag.

The little boss weighed it, put it away without any politeness, and shouted into the room: "Are you ready?"

"Boss, okay, nothing unusual was found." The younger brothers, Chen Mo's parents, walked out of the room and said.

The little boss nodded, looked at Chen Mo carefully, and said, "You two are the only ones in your family?"

"To be honest, brother, his name is Zhang He. He is my brother. He came to play with me. I also have a sister-in-law. It's not just the New Year. She went to pay New Year's greetings and is not at home." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"I heard from people in your village that you hunted a black bear in the mountains not long ago?"

"That's right, I couldn't afford to eat, so I went up the mountain to try my luck and support my family. But it was purely by chance that I encountered a hibernating bear and killed it while it was sleeping."

The little leader was dubious and said with a smile: "Really? I heard from the people in your village that you can kill more than a dozen by one person. The men named Wang Xi and Liu Ergou in your village are still missing."

Chen Mo pretended to be dumbfounded: "That's what the villagers were touting. It turns out that big brother was here for this. Last time, Detective Wu and the others also came here for this. The final investigation revealed that this was just a misunderstanding."

Chen Mo's hands were already quietly placed on his waist, making a simple one-hand-akimbo gesture.

The little boss seemed to believe it. He glanced at Chen Mo and said, "Let's go."

The group left and headed to the next house.

When Chen Mo looked at their leaving figures, his face that was originally full of smiles suddenly fell.

Zhang He walked over and whispered: "Brother Mo, is this matter over?"

"No, it's just the beginning."

Zhang He: "..."

Today, Chen Mo practiced swordsmanship for a whole day and hardly took any rest except for eating.

Even after dark, I was still practicing.

One knife after another.

[Number of sword swings +1, magic-breaking sword experience +1. 】

【.】

Chen Mo felt that his arm was hurting and sore, and he never stopped.

until

A ball of realization appeared in his mind out of thin air.

He seemed to see a young man standing under the waterfall, facing the river water rushing down from the waterfall, waving a knife diligently towards the river.

The boy didn't know how many times he was knocked down by waterfalls and rushed into the river, but every time he got up, returned to his original position, stood up, and continued to swing the knife.

Day and night, just like every day, the boy kept brandishing the knife.

Finally, God rewarded his hard work, and one day he realized it.

With a swing of the knife, the river exploded, stirring up waves.

Chen Mo glanced at the system panel.

[Name: Chen Mo. 】

[Age: 16. 】

[Skill: Nourishing Blood (Dacheng 29.2/1000). 】

[Realm: Bone Refining (eighth level). 】

[Strength: 85+47. 】

[Skill: Magic-Breaking Knife Technique (Advanced 0/400000). 】

"After the Demon-Breaking Sword Technique is upgraded to the intermediate level, the additional power increases by fifteen points."

Chen Mo frowned.

The Tang Dao in his hand was swung out.

Under his control, invisible sword energy burst out from the blade.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wherever the sword energy passed, the snow on the ground exploded, and the courtyard door three feet away shattered and fell into pieces.

Such a big movement is particularly conspicuous in this small mountain village.

Fortunately, it was night, it was such a cold day, and there was heavy snowfall, few people would crawl out of bed to see what happened.

Han Anniang just walked out of the kitchen with hot water. When she saw this scene, her eyes widened. Her last few words turned into one sentence: "Uncle, wash your face and feet and rest."

"coming."

After washing your face.

Chen Mo sat on the kang. Han Aniang helped him take off his boots, then held Chen Mo's feet, put them in hot water, massaged and cleaned them at the same time.

An oil lamp was lit in the room, and the dim light shone on Han Anniang's face. After transforming into a woman, and after so many days of nourishment, Han Anniang became more mature and beautiful, and her skin became more moist, like a mature woman. The transparent peach makes people want to take a bite.

But such a beautiful woman was helping a young man wash his feet. This made many men want to beat their chests and say, "What's wrong with me?"

After washing her feet, Han Anniang put a towel specially used for wiping feet on her legs, then held Chen Mo's wet right foot and placed it on the towel-padded leg, carefully checked for water stains, and then switched to her left foot.

Finally, Han Anniang washed herself briefly, poured water, and closed the doors and windows.

I took off my cotton-padded clothes, blew out the oil lamp, took off my shoes and got into bed.

But she would not hug Chen Mo first. Instead, she would warm the area where she was lying and her hands and feet were no longer cold, then she would get into Chen Mo's arms, and then softly say the first half of the sentence: "Uncle, you."

If Chen Mo wants to make trouble, he will naturally say "yes" on his own initiative, and then she will lie down obediently. If she doesn't want to, the two of them will spend the cold night hugging each other.

Chen Mo lowered his head and kissed Han Anniang's forehead, and whispered: "Sister-in-law, I will go to the city tomorrow. After I leave home, you will hide in the cellar."

Chen Mo realized that the Qinghe Gang matter should be completely resolved.

Han Aniang's expression was startled, she just said "Uncle, be careful" and said nothing else.

Maybe she had guessed something.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, it's okay." Chen Mo pinched his face.

Han Anniang took the initiative to kiss Chen Mo, and then whispered: "Uncle, tonight at the slave house..."

Let’s talk about the character Xia Zhining. I didn’t change the character design. My original setting was that she would lose her temper when she saw something or someone she didn’t like, and she would easily blame others for her own faults. She is aloof and looks down on the people at the bottom. In her opinion, being a pariah is no big deal. In her eyes, small evils are not evil. In fact, judging from our ancient history, it is indeed just a small matter. A prefect of a state , this is a very big official.

In my setting, she doesn't want to kill, and she doesn't know how to kill, but she just doesn't care about it. And why I want to write about such a person is mainly because a person with such a personality can be trained well, you know, and I saw some people in the comments saying that they wanted to kill her, so I posted to ask for your opinions.

In addition, there is no conflict between what a person does and what kind of person he admires.