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Chapter 7 Life is as cheap as grass

"Holding is a death sentence"

A big knife slashed directly at Li Qingshi, which scared Li Qingshi so much that he screamed and bounced off the bed.

It turned out to be just a nightmare. Li Qingshi was sweating heavily and sat on the bed, gasping heavily.

Turning around and looking to the side, Li Feng was snoring slightly like a dead pig.

"No, I want to learn martial arts." Li Qingshi clenched his fists before lying down again.

The next day, Li Qingshi sent Li Feng away.

Passing by the square where the bones were tested yesterday, I saw a scene that made his heart tremble.

On the wooden shelves in the square, eight small bodies were blown by the wind, swinging around.

This made Li Qingshi think of the fruit on the tree, but the fruits hung on the branches, and under the shelf were the necks of eight children.

Li Qingshi gritted his teeth, twisted his weak legs, and forced himself to continue looking over there.

He has very good eyesight and is less than 100 meters away from the square. He can clearly see the eight children.

The clothes on his body were torn and bloodstained by the whip everywhere. The whip directly smeared the clothes and pulled them away.

Several children's hands and feet were even more distorted, and it was hard to imagine what kind of torture they had suffered at that time.

When Li Qingshi looked up at their faces, his fingers pinching his thighs couldn't help but exert even harder.

Although the eight faces were twisted and it was difficult to tell the difference, and the three of them were even spitting long tongues, Li Qingshi still recognized them.

But in one night, all the eight Li Mutou and others who came out of the same village were already hanging on it.

When they came out, fifteen people, and before they left the palace, there were only seven people left.

Li Feng was very brave and didn't feel scared when he saw it.

Looking back, he found that Li Qingshi was still staring there in a daze, so he couldn't help but pat Qingshi on the shoulder: "Qingshi, a real man, how can he be afraid of death? Don't send him away, I'll leave."

After hearing Li Feng's words, Li Qingshi finally stopped looking over there, and a ugly smile appeared on his face: "So too, I'll come to you and bring you some delicious food."

I just heard from Richmond yesterday, and today Li Qingshi learned and applied it.

Seeing Li Feng's figure disappear in front of him, the smile on Li Qingshi's face gradually disappeared.

Li Qingshi had no expression on his face, looked at the crowd in the square again, let go of his hand that had already pinched his thighs, and turned around and walked towards the school.

He has good eyesight and a better memory.

At first glance, I saw that Li Mutou and others "don't get to know each other" under the gallows these days, and they met the good brother Zhang San.

At this time, their "good brothers" were looking at their bodies with flushed faces.

The position of the station is the best under the wooden frame, and you can clearly see the miserable death of his eight "good brothers".

"Li Feng is right. The world is dangerous. Only those who are sinister, cunning, ruthless and good at disguising can live long."

Li Qingshi did not pay attention to that place anymore, but just kept adjusting his condition so that he could learn things better later.

He must change his destiny and not miss a chance. He does not want to die.

He did not have any sadness of the death of a rabbit and a fox, but just took it as a warning.

However, for the sake of the same village and tribe, if he had the chance, he would send Zhang San to accompany the eight good brothers he recognized.

Thinking of Zhang San's face, Li Qingshi felt that his breathing was a little thicker, and he couldn't help but touch his nose.

I don’t know what it feels like, but if I feel like there is a knife in my hand, I want to stab that chapter three times.

Maybe this feeling is murderous intent.

...

When he arrived at the school, Li Qingshi saw more than forty tables placed there.

There was a book on the table, and a small sand tray, and above it was a small branch.

Most of the people were sitting on the table inside, but it was a little strange.

More than twenty people sat in front, while more than a dozen people sat in the back.

Li Qingshi was sitting in the back of the dozen people, and saw four people who were arranged to be apprentices by Manager Chen at that time.

Li Qingshi looked at the two people. Although there was still a seat in front, he was still at the end and found a table to sit down.

The more than 20 people in front of them were not brown short shirts like Li Qingshi, but white training suits that fitted, so they looked heroic.

Obviously, those sitting in the back were not the same people.

The learning process is simple and crude. The Master held a book in front and recited it, while the people below followed him.

This room is designed ingeniously. The Master’s voice is not very loud in front, and the sound can be clearly transmitted to the back.

Li Qingshi knew all these words, so he simply stretched his fingers on the sand table and practiced writing.

The teacher who teaches only reads, no matter what else.

So there are many people below, especially in the front row, looking around and playing with the sand table.

However, they were very moved, and the Master on the stage didn't care about them at all. He just read the Thousand Character Classic on the desktop over and over again.

In the afternoon, the group of people sitting in the front row were gone, and only those who were originally sitting in the back row were still there.

It turned out that the dozen people behind were all going to be apprentices at the pharmacy shop.

In the afternoon, I learned various herbal knowledge. I have changed this medicine book on the desktop, which contains various herbal pictures.

The new Master talked about the medicinal properties and functions of various herbs according to the number of pages on the stage.

Li Qingshi listened very seriously to these new knowledge.

He was like a sponge that had been hungry for many years, absorbing these knowledge that he had never been exposed to before.

Among those who are studying, Li Qingshi is inconspicuous, and time passes day by day.

I learned the same thing every day. In the second week, Li Qingshi had already learned all the thick herbs collection and remembered them clearly.

There is nothing to do in class every day, but in desperation, Li Qingshi could only sit a little further forward every morning.

In this way, with his ears, he could hear the chats of those people in the front row.

It turned out that these twenty of them were actually from the inner courtyard.

Li Feng briefly told him that if the roots and bones are good, they will be taken into the inner courtyard and can bring their family to enjoy the happiness.

The goals that Li Qingshi had originally longed for now have sat in front of him for more than twenty.

These people are the key training targets of Sanhe Gang, so when Li Qingshi heard their chat, he learned a lot of things.

It turns out that many of these people are relatives or children of middle and senior officials in the gang.

There were only two people who were truly born like Li Qingshi and were taken into the inner courtyard because of their excellent roots and bones.

These two people sit on the far left of the front every day, and are vaguely excluded by others.

A month passed quickly. On this day, the Master who taught medicinal drugs held a rattan to assess them.

Take out pictures of herbs and let them name them and their medicinal properties.

Or take out the words with the name of the medicine written on it, let them pronounce it, and then tell the medicinal properties.

This is not difficult for Li Qingshi, he easily passed.

Thirteen people, only three people passed the test in the end.

Ten people were left, and their pants were stripped off on the spot.

The Master's hand was soaked with oil, one or two less, four or five more, and thrust hard on their ***.

The whip is bloody, and the action is not light.

In the days to come, there is no need to waste words, no one urges you, and you will try your best to study.
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