Chapter 3 Iron Shirt
Chapter 3 Iron Shirt (Please vote~)
"Don't be afraid, my brother is here."
Chen Ping'an closed the wooden gate, walked up to Chen Erya, and hugged her in his arms.
"Brother, Nannan is not afraid!"
Chen Erya clung tightly to Chen Ping'an's arms, like a frightened deer.
This girl.
Chen Pingan smiled silently.
He said he was not afraid, but he didn't look like he was not afraid.
Nine years old!
He looks like a little adult on weekdays, but he is still a child at heart.
In the past life, when Chen Erya was this age, she had just started school not long ago! That was a treasure in every family, and if you held it in your mouth, you were afraid it would melt, and if you held it in your hands, you were afraid it would break. No matter how rare it was, it was not too much.
But here, you have to take on the hardship of the family early on.
Chen Ping'an knew that Chen Erya was not afraid of Master Xiaohu, but was afraid that the stable life that she had managed to maintain would be gone just like that.
"It's going to be alright. It's going to be alright."
Chen Pingan patted Chen Erya's little head and comforted her.
"Yeah, it's going to be fine!"
Chen Erya leaned in Chen Ping'an's arms for a while, and seemed to have regained some vitality.
"Let's go, let's eat, the food is getting cold."
Chen Pingan greeted.
The soup spilled over half of the wooden table, and several pieces of meat also fell off, which was obviously caused by the henchman Liu'er slamming the table just now.
Chen Erya did not despise it. She picked up the piece of meat carefully, chewed it carefully, and savored its flavor. Only then did she swallow it with great reluctance.
"Nannan, brother will definitely let you live a good life."
Looking at Chen Erya's well-behaved appearance, Chen Pingan swore silently in his heart.
"One day, I will make you a carefree little princess! I will protect you from any storm."
After several years of getting along, Chen Pingan had long regarded Chen Erya as his real sister.
After dinner, Chen Erya did not trouble Chen Pingan. She cleaned up the dishes, wiped the table, and took them directly to the kitchenette to wash.
Chen Ping'an looked at the broken wood and wood chips on the ground without a smile on his face.
When Old Chen was still alive, he had never suffered such humiliation.
You have to know that when Old Chen was in the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, he was not just an ordinary officer, he was a man who was just a little bit away from becoming a chief. He was very powerful with his thirteen swords.
If he had not been seriously injured on duty, perhaps Chen Ping'an could have lived a simple life as a second-generation rich kid.
Speaking of Old Chen, he was also a big shot when he was young.
He ventured alone in the huge Weishui County City, and even joined the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, and established a firm foothold in the county city. He bought such a property and had a place to settle down. Then he married a wife and gave birth to Chen Pingan and Chen Erya, continuing the family line.
For ordinary people, it is definitely an inspirational example.
It's a pity that he lived this life.
His wife died of complications during childbirth, and his eldest son fell into the water and died a few years earlier, which led to the time-traveling Chen Pingan. Old Chen himself was injured on duty and eventually passed away.
Chen Ping'an picked up the broken crossbeams and wood chips, and found a similar stick from the pile of firewood in the corner of the yard to use as a temporary door bolt.
"This little tiger has a thick skin and has made great progress in refining his flesh. I'm afraid he has perfected the second level of Qi and blood!"
Chen Ping'an recalled the scene of meeting Master Xiaohu just now, combined with what he saw and heard during his daily work, and made some guesses in his heart.
The practice of martial arts strengthens the body, stretches the muscles and bones, and strengthens the lungs.
If ordinary people practice cultivation without the guidance of a famous teacher and without the supply of resources, it may take several months to enter the door of cultivation. Those who can achieve the first level of Qi and Blood are already very good!
In the Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division where Chen Ping'an was located, many temporary officers who were not on the list had not yet reached the first level of Qi and Blood.
Once the Qi and blood are at a certain level, you have embarked on the journey of martial arts practice.
When one's Qi and blood are perfected at the first level and the skin membrane becomes thick like thin cowhide, one can be considered an ordinary expert!
If such a person were to mingle with gangs, he could easily become a gang leader. If he were to go through official connections and make some connections, he could easily become a temporary official.
If one has Qi and Blood Level Two, then he or she will be considered the core force of the gangs in the streets. In fact, as long as one has a clean family background and no bad record, he or she can easily pass the test and become a formal servant of the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division.
In fact, most of the official servants have not yet reached the second level of Qi and Blood.
As for someone like Little Tiger Master who has perfected the second level of Qi and Blood, there are not many in the Tiger Head Gang, and he can be considered a high-ranking member of the gang. In the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, he can also be considered a reserve leader.
Even if one has strong connections and the right opportunity, he might be able to become a leader.
Back then, Old Chen was well-known and highly respected in Lihua Lane because of his perfect cultivation of the second level of Qi and Blood and his mastery of the standard sword technique for official servants, the Thirteen Swords of the Public Service.
Ten days later, Chen Ping'an had to pay back Little Tiger Master 14 taels of silver, including the principal and interest. Now, including his savings, he had no more than 7 or 8 taels of silver.
If you want to pay off your debt, you have to find other ways.
"Strength, strength! If you want to gain a real foothold in this world and not be disturbed by anything, you still need strength!"
Thinking of the golden finger panel that was activated last night, and the iron shirt skills included in it, Chen Pingan's heart was burning with endless anticipation.
Chen Erya was busy in the small kitchen, while Chen Pingan gradually calmed down.
I stayed up all night last night, and today the Pacification Office gave me a day off, which is perfect for practicing martial arts.
After reading the Iron Shirt yesterday, the details of the technique were recorded by the Gold Finger panel. As Chen Pingan calmed down, the contents of the Iron Shirt technique recorded by the panel appeared in his mind one by one.
Iron Shirt is the most basic method of tempering Qi and blood.
When you first start practicing, you need to wrap a soft cloth around your chest and back, wrap it several times, and then rub it with your hands. Then bend and stretch your elbows and arms to make your chest expand. At night, you should use a hard wooden board as a couch so that your bones are in contact with a hard object and gradually become firmer over time.
The practice of Iron Shirt sounds simple, but when practicing it, if the method is not appropriate, not only will you fail to succeed, but you will also suffer a lot in vain.
However, these are not a problem at all for Chen Pingan.
Because, the function of his gold finger panel is that as long as you practice, you will gain something. Once you get it, you will never lose it!
Chen Pingan found a few pieces of underwear in the house, then took off his upper body clothes, tied them around his chest and back, wrapped them several times, and began to try according to the practice method of the iron shirt.
Chen Pingan rubbed it vigorously with his hands, then bent and stretched his elbows and arms to make his chest inhale and exhale.
And so it repeats again and again.
Later, Chen Erya finished washing the dishes, sat on a wooden stool, and looked at her brother who was doing strange things with curiosity.
"Brother, are you practicing martial arts? What a strange way of training."
As the practice progressed, Chen Pingan only felt that his skin was burning hot and it was quite painful.
"continue!"
Chen Pingan gritted his teeth and persevered.
He practiced for half an hour, and just when he was about to give up.
A +1 text symbol suddenly flashed within his sight.
Name: Chen Pingan
Realm: None
Martial Arts: Not yet started with Iron Shirt (1/5)
"it works!"
At this moment, a smile finally appeared on Chen Pingan's face.
(End of this chapter)