purgatory artist

Chapter 342 Burning Fire
It was cold and rainy.

on the cliff.

A ferocious man in ragged clothes walked away with a stick and shouted:
"The dragon swaying its tail, the fierce tiger in the sky, and the bear king's sledgehammer!"

The iron rod danced continuously, three moves in a row, smashing the rocks on the mountain, making a burst of sound.

Throwing away the iron rod, the big man put up a posture on the spot and said, "Ha—hey!"

He waved his fists like a madman, and made a long series of fist strokes, then retreated out of breath, and his knees softened and fell to the ground.

"Little brother, that's all I know, please spare my life."

The big man kowtowed again and again.

Liu Ping stood aside, pondered for a moment and said, "Did you come up with your stick technique in the chaos of fighting?"

"Yes." The big man said.

"The boxing technique is not bad. It can be seen that the moves have undergone some evolution, but I see that your moves are not finished, and the meaning of the boxing is not finished. Do you have something private?" Liu Ping said.

The big man was terrified for a while, and said repeatedly: "Little brother, I learned this set of boxing from my master in the past. I don't want to learn half of the boxing, and the master will be killed by the cult. You can't learn half a set of punches."

Liu Ping said: "How long have you been a robber?"

The big man sighed and said, "I fled to a village and made a living by working for others. I was stable for a year or two, but half a month ago the cult came to massacre the village again."

"I was alone, I ran all the way out of the village, bumped into this group of people halfway, and tried each other's skills. They said that I had enough to eat, so they forced me to join the gang and were sent to play the vanguard, trying to seize your stockade. .”

Liu Ping smiled and said: "In the fight just now, I found that you are the strongest in martial arts, but you didn't intend to kill me. Every time you hesitated to make a move, you were spared."

The big man didn't speak, just kowtowed non-stop.

Liu Ping said: "I have something to think about. You bury these people first, and then we will talk about how to behave."

When the big man saw what he said, he knew that he had survived, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Yes! Yes! I'll bury them right away."

He stood up from the ground, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, and couldn't help shivering again.

——A bandit vanguard of more than a dozen people, with strong soldiers and strong horses, rounded up a young man, but was killed by the young man.

From the moment the boy picked up the knife, something went wrong.

When fighting, he walked back and forth among the crowd with a novel smile on his face, commenting on the opponent's moves from time to time.

But every time his knife strikes, it will definitely kill one person.

——Like a demon that harvests heads.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, the big man tried his best to dig the soil and dig a hole, piled all the corpses in, and then set up a grave bag.

At this time, the rain stopped, and the wind in the mountains was as cold as a knife.

The young man stared blankly at the mountain stream, not knowing what he was thinking.

The big man hesitated for a few breaths, and finally suppressed the idea of ​​snatching the horse and running away, knelt down beside the young man again, and said:

"Little brother, it's all buried."

"Oh."

The young man glanced back at the grave bag, and praised: "The dead are exposed in the wilderness, and it is so close to our village. It will be bad if the plague spreads. You have helped me solve a big problem."

"Please spare my life, little brother." The big man kowtowed.

"By the way, do you have a name for the half boxing technique you just did?" the boy asked.

"Master said, it's called Blood Surge Fist."

"Why is it called that name?"

"Master said he didn't know either, maybe it meant that there would be blood."

Liu Ping laughed, and said: "This boxing method has the effect of transferring Qi and blood, and its main purpose should be to strengthen the body, so it is called Xuesong Boxing."

The big man Mumu stared blankly at the young man, thinking that he had learned the boxing technique for ten years, and fought against people with the idea of ​​"blood must come out", but the young man said that the purpose of this boxing technique is to strengthen the body, and he didn't know what to do for a while .

The young man took a few steps and said in a low voice: "I thought about it just now, your set of boxing mainly transports the blood of 36 Xiao Zhou Tian, ​​and the moves you know are only enough for 21 Xiao Zhou Tian, ​​if you want to be perfect, the remaining few moves It should work like this.”

He opened his boxing frame, and after three to five breaths, he performed the twelve moves, retracted his hands and stood still.

"Ah!" The big man cried out.

"What?" the boy asked.

The big man burst into tears, choked up and said: "My master——Master, the old man beat him like this back then. Unfortunately, I didn't learn it. Now I remember it when I saw it."

The young man nodded, and took a few more steps. The movements of his hands kept changing, and he gradually changed from the previous set of "Blood Surge Fist" to a completely different set of punches.

The big man stared at him with wide-eyed eyes, feeling that he was completely unable to block any blow from the opponent, and he felt chills all over his body when he saw it.

"What kind of boxing is this?" He couldn't help asking.

The young man said: "The Blood Surge Fist is good for strengthening the body, but my situation is probably not very good, so I used it to evolve a set of martial arts to kill the enemy."

He withdrew his fist, turned to look at the big man and said:
"You helped me bury the dead body. As a reward, I can teach you this set of boxing techniques designed to kill people, or pass on the half set of 'Blood Surge Boxing Technique' that was lost by your master—you choose."

The big man said without hesitation: "Please pass on my master's boxing technique to me, and I will repay you as a cow and a horse in the next life."

"You have a good temper—but with your skill, I'm afraid that in troubled times, the inheritance of the master's school will still be cut off." Liu Ping said.

The big man felt blessed for a moment, kowtowed and said: "Please take me to serve by your side, I will do my best."

"What's your name?"

"Xu Sheng."

"Xu Sheng, I'm Liu Ping, follow me back to the village."

"Yes."

The two led the horses, collected the weapons and belongings from the bandits, and rushed down the mountain together.

About half an hour.

Liu Ping and Xu Sheng drove the horses back to the village.

Xu Sheng looked around, and saw that there were only a few people in the village, only some old, weak, sick and disabled.

Several old people gathered around a large jar, filled water with a scoop, and were drinking.

"It's rootless water!"

Xu Sheng said with bright eyes.

A woman limped forward and handed a ladle of water to Liu Ping. Liu Ping took it and handed it to Xu Sheng. After he drank it all in one gulp, he asked, "Do you have any rootless water to drink?" ?”

"The plague is rampant, and it hasn't rained for too long. We can only drink the stream water in the wild - after drinking it last time, eight people fell ill and died." Xu Sheng said.

"That's why you came to rob the village?" Liu Ping asked.

"I didn't know until I became a bandit that even bandits can't survive these days." Xu Sheng smiled wryly.

The woman seemed to be the host of the village, she looked at Xu Sheng vigilantly and said:
"Liu Ping, this person is—"

Liu Ping recalled the information that popped up in his mind, and said with a smile: "Aunt Wu, don't worry, he is a friend I met when I was studying art abroad, and he helped me fight off the bandits just now."

Only then did the expressions of the women and the elderly ease down.

"Since it's your partner in learning art, please come and have dinner with us." Aunt Wu greeted.

Xu Sheng looked around and said in a low voice, "Are all the men and women in your village going to the battlefield?"

"Inevitable." Liu Ping said.

According to memory, the humans in this world have been continuously defeated, and now they have to recruit all the men and women in their prime to the battlefield.

As for the enemy—

It is a kind of evil human beings. They believe in a certain sect, no longer regard themselves as human beings, and want to destroy the entire human race wholeheartedly.

Liu Ping and Xu Sheng looked around.

——It was already dark, but there was not a single spark lit.

Xu Sheng sighed and said, "The cult is too oppressive."

Liu Ping recalled one more thing.

After the cult appeared, it threatened that anyone who dared to use fire would be brutally tortured and killed by them——

That's what they've always done.

Over time, no one dared to light fire in these remote mountain villages that were not sheltered by the city.

Liu Ping pondered and said: "Without fire, there would be no cooked food and boiling water, and people would easily get sick and lose strength—without fire, there would be no iron smelting. This is also the reason why people in various villages are gradually disappearing and they cannot resist cults."

He glanced at Xu Sheng.

Xu Sheng lowered his voice and said: "I do have fire tips, but no one in the entire bandit team dares to use fire."

"Bring the fire pocket."

"Give."

Liu Ping took the fire pocket and was about to use it, but was stopped by a woman beside him.

"Liu Ping—" Aunt Wu said worriedly.

"Tomorrow the bandits will attack the village, tonight we will eat cooked food and drink boiling water," Liu Ping said.

Robbers will die when they attack, and even cults will die if they attack. It is better to have a good meal first and have the strength to fight to the death.

Aunt Wu sighed and stopped talking.

Xu Sheng whispered: "Your place is far away from the front line, and there are not many people that the cult can infiltrate. Don't worry about them for the time being."

He deliberately spoke in a loud voice so that the old, weak, sick and disabled around him could hear clearly.

Many people's throats rolled, and their eyes shone.

"Then have a good meal." Liu Ping said with a smile.

He blew on the torch.

next moment.

The water tree that had been floating in mid-air opened its eyes and said softly: "Fire is the boundary between life and death, it is purification, sublimation, destruction and rebirth - it is here!"

Feeling something in Liu Ping's heart, he looked towards the torch in his hand.

There was only one eye appearing in the flame, and it gave him a fixed look.

Liu Ping could feel an emotion from the other party——

It is a kind of praise and expectation.

Mizuki chuckled and said: "It seems that its power is being wiped out, so even any little hope brought by your human race can attract its attention.

next moment.

The eye was gone.

The fire is still fire, burning quietly in the darkness.

A line of small burning characters quickly appeared:

"The law of fire has inspired you, and your strength shall be protected by the flames."

(End of this chapter)