Chapter 114 The first day of the Lunar New Year

Li Chunyuan's steps were a little awkward, unlike ordinary people's steps. His steps looked very steady but they didn't use much strength. Zhu Changqing looked at him in surprise again and finally confirmed that Li Chunyuan's way of walking and footholding were very similar to ordinary people who had learned martial arts. "Is this guy a monster? I didn't teach him anything. How could he know that this kind of footstep is most suitable for closing and exerting force?"

Zhu Changqing was extremely surprised and finally couldn't help but cough: "Li Chunyuan, what did you gain today?"

Li Chunyuan looked back at him thoughtfully: "I found some feelings on the moves, but how did you find them? Can you tell this?"

"Footsteps. Didn't I say that your steps are weak and weak? Although your steps are still weak, the muscles in your legs are slightly tight and you are ready to exert force at any time. This is the state that people who have learned martial arts often have." Zhu Changqing said to Li Chunyuan with some smugness.

Li Chunyuan nodded: "So, according to your opinion, is it rare for me to be in this state? You seemed very surprised just now?"

You boy have eyes behind you? Zhu Changqing glared at Li Chunyuan unhappily, but told him: "Your state is just a sparse and ordinary among those who practice martial arts, but it is difficult to do it among those who have never practice martial arts. You can understand how to exert force and force, and the virtual and real are the same, so you can also say that you are a warrior in the future."

Just now, Li Chunyuan said "thank you", and the relationship between the two has eased a lot. Therefore, although Zhu Changqing still looked very alert when he saw Li Chunyuan's heart, he was no longer so harsh.

"That's so simple?" Li Chunyuan asked in surprise.

"Simple? The simple technique of raising legs can be called martial arts. Do you think there are many warriors now? If it weren't for the arrival of zombies, the role of warriors was highlighted. People in the world still don't know how long they will be deceived by the confusing garbage, and they don't know if the real martial arts will be lost." Zhu Changqing said angrily.

Li Chunyuan then realized that it was not because he was powerful, but because there were too few real warriors now and there were too many warriors who were just filling in the numbers, so Zhu Changqing said so. He also thought of the embarrassing situation of the lower-level warriors in the military martial arts group, and they were probably victims of the past.

Sitting in front of the fire, Li Chunyuan was a little surprised to find that today's lunch was a bit rich, and all the delicious food and drinks that could be found were put together. He looked up at Li Feifei who was smiling and said, "What's going on?"

Li Feifei grabbed a piece of beef jerky that she liked and chewed it in big mouthfuls and said, "Don't you remember? Today is the first day of the New Year. We didn't have the New Year's Eve dinner last night. Let's make up for this meal!"

Li Chunyuan was surprised and his mind was a little confused. Facing this "sourcing" New Year's Eve dinner, his heart felt a little sore. Even though he deliberately forgot, those things still came to his heart. With a cold right hand, Li Chunyuan grabbed two hams and stood up and left.

There is no trace of joy and laughter in previous years now, and there is no sound of firecrackers and gongs in previous years now. Li Chunyuan looked at the pale and lonely world paved with heavy snow, and mechanically ate the cold and stiff ham in the cold wind.

Seeing Li Chunyuan walking out, Li Feifei was a little confused and asked Zhu Changqing whispered: "Old Zhu, what's wrong with him?"

Zhu Changqing shook his head, his eyes a little sad. For the old man, every New Year is a torture, and he can better understand Li Chunyuan's behavior. But time will erase everything, and time will eliminate these scars. The lost people will go, but the living people will still live. This is black and white. No matter how painful it is, it will always be separated by the cruel reality.

His eyes were so hot that he felt a little painful. Li Chunyuan silently ate two hams, then stepped on the cold snow and returned to his house in the cold wind. He just wanted to sleep now, and perhaps he could still see his weakness in his dreams.

"It's New Year!" The rabbit jumped around the house happily, as if it really became a white rabbit in the snow.

Yuyu lay in the quilt and shouted impatiently: "Die rabbit, what are you calling? I still want to sleep!" The rabbit smiled and handed his cold little hand into the quilt: "Stinky Yuyu is a lazy pig, and she is not getting up yet!"

Yuyu screamed by her cold hands, and reached out to hold the rabbit's hand and pulled her over and pinched the rabbit's nose: "Die rabbit, bad rabbit, who told you to do this? Is it your vixen sister?"

The rabbit stopped doing it immediately and stretched out his other hand to grab Yuyu's face: "Stinky Yuyu, don't scold my sister! You bad guy!" The two little guys started making noise again.

"Tomorrow is another day for collective attack?" Wu Yan held his nose with a big eagle hook and ignored this farce. He and Lao Zhang were a little used to the quarrel between these two little guys.

Lao Zhang nodded: "Yes, but we two have completed the number of tasks long ago, so we don't have to worry about anything anymore."

Wu Yan touched his big eagle hook nose: "It's such an uneasy New Year, I don't know when he will come back." Cheng Xiao brought the hot water into the house, saw Yuyu and Tu'er fighting, and hurriedly put the hot water down and went forward to persuade him to fight: "Why are you fighting again?"

Old Zhang shook his head, stood up and walked out: "It's really hard to say what's going on in the future." Wu Yan also understood that the next scene was about to stage three women and he also shook his head and left the house.

The snow outside the yard has been shoveled away. A pair of soldiers are running back and forth in the East District, arresting people according to the list, and preparing for the number of people who are attacking collectively. Zuo Liye stands on the street with his hands behind his back, waiting for the soldiers to return.

"The superpower Zhang Xiaochen has frozen to death and cannot participate in tomorrow's collective attack."

"Jiang Guohua from the Wushu Group was missing, and nothing was left in the room. He was expected to escape into the South or North District."

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After reporting one by one, Zuo Liye looked at the list that was not much above, then turned around and looked at the person behind him: "So, you are honored to be the only person who took the collective attack this time?"

The man's face was white and his lips were blue. He didn't know if it was cold or scared, so he kept trembling. Zuo Liye looked at the soldier who was escorting the man: "What is his name?"

The soldier saluted: "Report to the chief, his name is Kang Gaowei, and he is from the martial arts group."

"Very good." Zuo Liye signaled the soldier to retreat and said to Kang Gaowei: "Kang Gaowei, do you want to die?"

"I..." Kang Gaowei chuckled in his throat, and he couldn't breathe nervously, and rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zuo Liye spat with disdain: "What a waste! I originally wanted to give you something festive during the New Year, but I didn't expect to be so unsatisfied!" Kang Gaowei suddenly stood up with an arrogant expression: "Who are you waiting?"

"Crazy?" Zuo Liye became interested and said with a smile, "I am a gangster. I don't know who you are?"

"I am the young master of Ruyi!" Kang Gaowei shouted loudly.

Zuo Liye smiled even more: "So you are the famous young master Ruyi. I wonder what the young master is important?"

"I want to change my clothes!" Kang Gaowei said with confidence and naturally.

Zuo Liye and the other soldiers laughed, and Zuo Liye also lost his only interest, waved his hand and said to the soldiers, "Take it in the river, we have no time to clean up this kind of garbage."

The two soldiers raised Kang Gaowei and left. Kang Gaowei opened his eyes wide: "General Zuo, Officer Zuo, Grandpa Zuo! I was wrong! I shouldn't be pretending to be crazy! Please spare my life!"

"It's easy to die, but how difficult is it to be crazy?" Zuo Liye sneered, signaling the two soldiers to continue, and said to the other soldiers: "Line in line to return to the camp." A low-level officer stepped forward and ordered: "Look right! Look forward! Stand at attention! Take a moment! Turn right! Walk in unison!"

The soldiers walked towards the west area, with their steps neatly and even a trace of shaking, as if they had not heard the screams of Kang Gaowei who was getting farther and farther away.

In the evening, after dinner, Li Chunyuan waited for a while but Li Fenfen did not come out, which made Li Chunyuan vaguely doubt his judgment. He originally thought that Li Fenfen's appearance had something to do with the night, or could only appear every night. Now it seems that the initiative of this appearance was completely controlled by Li Fenfen himself, which made Li Chunyuan even more unable to understand the bottom line and limitations of Li Fenfen's ability.

The next morning, Li Chunyuan, Zhu Changqing and Li Feifei packed their salutes and dressed, and then started to set off on the streets covered with snow. Li Chunyuan walked slowly on the left, holding a long sword in his right hand, and occasionally swung a "snake" to cut off the zombie's head. The long sword stabbed forward, pierced the zombie's throat, and then shook his arm, and the long sword cut off the zombie's neck. The zombie could no longer move and could only be obediently passed by the long sword.
Chapter completed!