Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

Afterwards, the masked man quickly touched the corpse and plundered the belongings of Mr. Du and the other three.

Then he retrieved the iron arrows that had been shot, and the bow and quiver that had been thrown away.

Finally, he dragged the three bodies deep into the woods and threw them into a pothole.

"There are many wild beasts in this place. You three evil thieves are so heartless that you only deserve to feed the wild beasts."

The masked man glanced at the pothole, turned away, and went to the river to wash off the blood on his hands and arrows.

After a while, he came outside the courtyard wall of the blacksmith shop, turned over and entered a room quietly.

The room that belongs to Wei An!

The masked man took off his mask, revealing a face of a middle-aged man in his thirties, with some vicissitudes of life.

But then, he wiped it on his face!

The entire face suddenly peeled off, revealing a delicate and resolute young face.

Who is it if it’s not Wei An!

"This human skin mask is really easy to use. It doesn't feel itchy at all when it's on your face."

Wei An smiled with satisfaction, pulled out the box under the bed, and gently put the human skin mask in.

At this point, his entire plan was completed smoothly!

Cleverly using Wan Yunhe's power and archery ambush, Wei An successfully eliminated the three thieves!

Next, he counted the loot.

Du Sanye and the three of them went into battle lightly. In addition to carrying weapons, they only carried money bags.

Wei An counted the money bags of the three people, and they only harvested a total of 1263 pieces of low-grade rough stones!

"These three guys are also poor!"

The corners of Wei An's mouth curled up slightly, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face. He could be regarded as having eliminated harm for the people, and he had hidden his merits and fame.

Of course, good people should be rewarded and make some money, so he naturally doesn't mind.

"If you don't kill people, then kill three of them in one kill!"

Wei An sighed, his expression a little complicated.

But for some reason, his mood was surprisingly calm, and there was even a hint of joy.

Probably, this is what it feels like to do good deeds without leaving a name.

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Sleep until you wake up naturally.

The next day, Wei An came to the forging room as usual, and everyone worked as usual.

Until get off work, no one talked about the thieves sneaking into the Zheng family last night.

"It seems that Wan Yunhe is silent."

Wei An pondered for a moment and felt that this was better and obviously more beneficial to him.

The days flew by.

The feud between the Zheng family and the Huo family finally came to light.

Without any surprise, after the Zheng family paid a huge ransom of 120,000 yuan, the Huo family released Zheng Jun.

However, Zheng Jun's limbs were all broken and all his teeth were pulled out, making him a bit miserable.

What's even worse is that Zheng Jun has no home when he returns home. His home has been sold to others.

In desperation, his mother took him and his elderly grandmother to leave Dafeng Town and went to her parents' home.

"Alas, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling have harmed too many young people."

The folks in the countryside were all filled with emotion. From now on, they would use Zheng Jun as an example to teach their children, and they must not learn it badly.

After that, Dafeng Town returned to its former peace.

More than twenty days later, the weather became increasingly cold, the wind and snow drifted, and the northern land officially entered the winter break.

During the winter break, there is basically no business in the blacksmith shop. As a rule, the furnace must be turned off for two months, and all the workers must stay at home until the entire winter. This is called closing the furnace!

Not only blacksmith shops have this practice, but also farmers, theater troupes and other industries have winter breaks, and everyone has their own explanation. For example, the winter break of theater troupes is called box sealing.

"Wei An, during the period when the furnace is closed, you can teach Mingzhu how to read and write with peace of mind, and your wages will continue to be paid."

Today, Zhang Sanqiao paid the year-end wages to all the workers, sent them off, and then called Wei An over alone to give him instructions.

Wei An wore a floral cotton jacket and cotton trousers, which were the New Year's gifts from Zhang Sanqiao and his wife. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, boss."

Zhang Sanqiao nodded.

After three months of observation, he and the other guys could see that Wei An, a young man, was hard-working, honest and steady, and most importantly, he stayed true to his duties and made people reassuring.

"Well, this is your year-end salary, take it!" Zhang Sanqiao generously handed over a small bag.

Wei An opened it and saw that there were 50 pieces of low-grade rough stones inside.

"...Thank you, Master."

Wei An is still the same Wei An. He smiles shyly in front of others, as if he can be seen through by others at a glance.

Zhang Sanqiao thought for a while and then said: "In a few days, I will take my wife and daughter back to my parents' home. I will stay there for at least a few days. I will leave the blacksmith shop to you. Anyway, there won't be anything during the furnace sealing period." No matter what the big deal, you can make the decision yourself."

Wei An is incompetent.

After the explanation, Zhang Sanqiao stretched himself, grabbed a few old masters, and ran to play mahjong.

Wei An sat at the desk, laid out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and started writing on the straw paper.

I wrote five pages in one go!

Wei An slowly put down the pen, dried the ink, and quickly sorted out the pages of paper, stacked them in order, aligned them, compacted them, and finally sewed them up with a needle and thread!

Soon, a book with a red cover was completed, which was the copied version of the Blood Jade Skill.

The content of the Blood Jade Art was several times greater than that of the Hunyuan Zhuang. Wei An persisted for more than twenty days before copying out a copy.

Moreover, the content of the technique was quite obscure and difficult to understand. Wei An copied it by himself, but he didn't understand much.

"Such a profound thing, without the guidance of a famous teacher, I have to understand it all on my own, which is quite difficult!"

Wei An couldn't help but think of Han Yunzhi, that girl with naturally curly hair who seemed to be able to understand.

genius? !

"Well, Han Yunzhi, this Blood Jade Skill was originally yours. It would be a good idea to return it to its original owner."

Wei An had an idea and quickly made a calculation in his mind.

He is not short of money at the moment. Even if it costs 100 yuan of low-grade raw stones to simulate the Blood Jade Kung Fu, it is enough to simulate it thirteen times.

"There is only one remaining question, how should I hand over the Blood Jade Skill to Han Yunzhi?"

Wei An couldn't help but think of a funny scene.

A beggar walked up to a young man and said: "Young man! I see that your bones are amazing. You are a unique martial arts wizard. I have a martial arts secret book here. I will give it to you because I am destined to you."

If Wei An said the same thing to Han Yunzhi, with that little girl's intelligence, she would probably regard him as a charlatan.

Besides, if Wei An suddenly encountered such a good thing, he would definitely doubt whether the other party had any evil intentions.

Thinking of this, Wei An couldn't help but use his brain and thought: "Perhaps, I can restore what should have happened."

Just do it if you think about it.

Wei An put the three books he bought together into a bag. Then, he put on a human skin mask, changed his clothes, disguised himself as a middle-aged man, and went straight to the Han family.

Knock on the door!

A servant opened the door, looked at Wei An, and asked, "Who are you and who are you looking for?"

Wei An replied: "I'm from out of town, and someone asked me to deliver a package to Miss Han Yunzhi."

The servant looked at the package and asked, "Who sent it and what?"

Wei An continued: "It was given by the old lady of the Zheng family. She wanted to thank the Han family for their previous help. Unfortunately, the Zheng family didn't have anything good left, only a few treasured books. I heard that Miss Han Yunzhi likes reading, so I gave it to Read her."

"Oh, it turns out to be the Zheng family."

The servant understood that before the Zheng family sold their property, the Han family bought the hundred acres of fertile land and gave them a lot of extra money.

"Okay, I will transfer it to..."

Before the servant finished speaking, he was interrupted by a strange middle-aged man, "The old lady of the Zheng family told me that I must personally give these rare books to Miss Han Yunzhi."

Although the servant had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask any more questions and turned around to inform Han Yunzhi.

After a while, Han Yunzhi walked out with a dignified woman, who was her mother.

The dignified woman looked at Wei An and asked, "Are you sent by the old woman of the Zheng family?"

Wei An nodded and said what he just said again.

The dignified woman did not become suspicious, but sighed: "Old Madam Zheng's life is also miserable, with such an unworthy descendant."

Upon hearing this, Wei An immediately opened the package, took the top copy of "Wonderful Dream" in his hand, and solemnly said: "This is an extremely rare collection. I believe Miss Han will like it."

Han Yunzhi looked curious when he was told that. Without waiting for his mother to say anything, he reached out and took the "Wonderful Pen".

Seeing this, Wei Anxin was overjoyed, handed the package over, cupped his hands, and turned to leave.