When Mo Shan and his friends returned to the village, they caused a lot of shock to the village because Mo Shi was dead.

Mo Shi is the number one archer in the village. His archery skills are very high, he penetrates the glory with hundreds of steps, and he hits wherever he points. His death is not only the loss of his family, but also the loss of the entire village.

This world also emphasizes being buried, but there are not so many complicated etiquettes and they are buried the next day.

Fortunately, Mo Shi's son is fourteen years old and can be considered half an adult, and is enough to take on the heavy responsibility of the family. With Mo Shan and the others helping him, life will not be too difficult.

Tang Hai also attended the funeral. When he left, he left a hundred bronze horns for Mo Shi's widow.

Afterwards, the village praised him, saying that Dr. Tang was kind and righteous, which made his reputation rise again.

The most important thing is that the attitudes of the few people who were traveling this time have quietly changed. Originally, they just respected his doctor's cleverness. Now, their expressions are filled with awe.

Respect and awe are just a word difference, but they represent two completely different positions.

These people are the backbone of the village and are recognized by them. This means that he has truly taken root in Mojia Village. His status is second only to Moshan.

Of course, this incident is not all good things...

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“Ah…”

Tang Hai suddenly woke up and sat up sweating profusely. He found that he was at home on Earth, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Have a nightmare again.

He looked at the time, at four o'clock in the morning. At this time, he was no longer sleepy. He walked to the window, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, looked at the night view outside the window, and fell into deep thought.

Since he shot and killed the four of Wujing that day, he has had nightmares every night. Even though reason tells himself that he has done nothing wrong, the education he has received over the past 20 years has made it difficult for his subconscious to recognize the murder.

"Maybe, go and have a look at a psychiatrist?"

This idea just came out and he rejected it. The risk was too great and it was not worth taking.

After smoking a cigarette, he felt much more at ease. He put on his clothes and went downstairs to run. After a run, it was dawn. He returned home sweating heavily and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After coming out, he sat on the sofa with a serious face and looked at a white porcelain bottle on the coffee table in front of him.

This was found from Wu Jing's body. It was definitely not an ordinary thing to be collected by him. The porcelain bottle contained pills the size of longan, with a total of twelve pills.

After looking carefully, Mo Shan said that the pill looked very much like the legendary Yue Yingdan. But he was not very sure, after all, he had never seen it.

Yueying Pill is a spiritual pill made of a variety of precious medicinal materials. Only warriors can refine it. It is said that using one pill is equivalent to one month of hard work, and the medicinal effect is amazing.

Of course, the price of Yueyingdan is also equally expensive. One pill costs ten gold, which is not something that ordinary people can afford.

One gold is equivalent to ten silvers, one thousand copper horns. If ten golds are replaced with copper horns, it is ten thousand, which requires selling nearly a thousand animal skins to make so much money. For the villagers of Moshan Village, it is simply astronomical.

The twelve moon elixirs are worth 120 gold in total. Even the three brothers of the Wu family cannot easily obtain such a wealth. It is conceivable how angry the other two brothers of the Wu family would be when they learned that Wujing was missing.

Although they have destroyed the corpses, they are not afraid of ten thousand, but only if they are afraid. Make the worst plan for everything and don’t be lucky. This is the biggest lesson he has learned after being chased by Wujing.

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"Yueying's pill is very powerful, and it is a magic pill that can improve its cultivation for warriors. But ordinary people are poisons, and their bodies cannot bear the violent medicinal power. You must not try before becoming a warrior."

Tang Hai thought of Mo Shan’s warning, his face changed several times, and finally made up his mind. He reached out to pick up the kettle, poured half a glass of water, and then poured out a moon-white pill from the porcelain bottle.

Pick up the knife and scrape some powder on the edge of the pill. The powder fell into the cup and quickly dissolved into the water.

He carefully put the pill back into the porcelain bottle, picked up the water cup, and thought to himself, "Of course the whole medicine is very powerful. It should be enough to dissolve it in water and dilute it."

Wujing's time made him feel deeply that his own strength was insufficient. After all, the gun was an external object. He knew very well that once this method was exposed, other warriors were guarded against, and it would not be so easy to succeed again.

"Only your own strength is the foundation."

A trace of determination flashed across his face. He raised his head and drank the water with the powdered medicine. Then he closed his eyes, held the phone in his hand, and waited quietly.

After a moment, he felt a heat rising from his body. He was shocked, and knew that the pill was working, so he jumped up, rushed to the rooftop outside, and fisted.

He only felt a heat rushing around in his body, as if he had endless energy, which made him unable to help but want to vent. He couldn't stop at all.

He practiced the Huhu Fuquan over and over again, and before he knew it, he entered a state of selflessness.

Hu—Hu—

The wind began to stir up between his fists and feet. This was the embodiment of the small success of the Tiger Fist.

If Mo Shan was present, he would be shocked and dropped. It took him three years to practice the Tiger Fist to a small level. However, Tang Hai has practiced martial arts for less than half a year.

This is not how unsightly Tang Hai's qualifications are. He relies on the developed technology of the earth. The nine-shot videos he made can watch any detail of the entire set of boxing at any time. Only then can he make rapid progress. Mo Shan cannot have such conditions.

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Two hours later, Tang Hai had tried many times in boxing, but finally stopped.

"call……"

He let out a breath of turbid air, and an excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yueyingdan is indeed worthy of the amazingly valuable elixir. A little bit of powder has made me make a lot of progress. If I could refine a whole piece, I'm afraid I could become a warrior directly."

After practicing boxing for so long, he didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he was full of energy and had an unprecedented good condition.

"I don't know how powerful I am now," he thought with interest, so he walked to the gym.

This place was originally a guest room, but it was transformed into a gym. There were not many equipment, and they all practiced their strength.

He lay on the bench press stand, grabbed the barbell bar, and pushed it up easily with force. He was shocked, "The strength has indeed increased."

This barbell weighs 130 kilograms. He pushed it a few days ago. Pushing five in one breath is the limit.

Before he learned the Fuhu Fist, he couldn't even push up eighty kilograms. In less than half a year, he made such great progress. He felt quite satisfied.

"Try one hundred and five."

He got up and added twenty kilograms to the barbell, lay down eagerly, grabbed the barbell bar, took a deep breath, pushed it hard, and pushed it up.

“One, two, three, four, five…”

When Tang Hai made the fifth one, he began to feel his muscles soreness and did not force him to hang the barbell back.

"It seems that my feeling is right, my strength has indeed increased a bit." He rubbed the muscles on his arm, feeling delighted.

This means that his physical fitness has improved and his strength has also improved. He is getting closer and closer to the realm of a warrior. Since he learned about the existence of a warrior, his goal is to become a warrior. He also works harder while practicing.

After practicing boxing for a long time, I felt sweaty again. I went to the bathroom again and took a shower, and my phone rang.

The phone call was called by Ji Momo. She, who has always been quiet, was almost mad on the phone.

"Boss, you have been there in the past half a month. The phone can't be reached and the information will not be returned. You can't find you even when you arrive at your house. Do you know that I'm almost crazy..."

Tang Hai heard her say something, and his voice was crying. He felt a little disgusted. Wen Yan comforted, "Don't worry, I'm here, you can talk about it slowly."

"Boss, if something big happens, if you don't go back to the company, the company will collapse."
Chapter completed!