In the next two days, Zhang Yingchun accompanied her sister to work at home, the main purpose was to determine the manpower responsible for working in the stall for a period of time in the future, and the manpower found was in place.

There is another thing that reassures Zhang Xuemei, this is a villager who only came out to work in her hometown, simple and reliable.

If you want to become a journeyman, you need at least a thousand or so sheets to train out, and in the next three or four months, this stall will be entrusted to her.

After arranging my sister's affairs, I went to school to talk to Yu Shengli, and played with him with the newly bought keyboard for an afternoon.

In order to maintain the best state in the assessment task, I also went to Zuo Tang's wife to see if I could take the precise skills one step further.

Judging from the information inquired, she is still in the city, but she has changed to a different hospital.

When he saw him, Zhang Yingchun directly projected the image presented in his field of vision to the Senluo Palace.

His wife is ordinary-looking, with slightly gray hair on her sideburns and a calm expression.

Followed her home, let the ghost enter her home, saw the children playing, the kind old man, and even saw that the toothbrush that Zuo Tang had placed in the bathroom was still in its original position, and even the glasses at the bedside were not put away.

It has been seven years since Zuo Tang passed away, and she has never remarried.

When they were in college, they had the same family background and background, so they fell in love, and after getting along for a long time, they naturally bonded together.

Raising children and taking care of the elderly alone can be explained by the white hair on her head just by looking at the gray hair on her head.

The photo on the dresser in the room, the photo of Zuo Tang and his wife, I am afraid that it is the support that has allowed her to persist for so many years.

Zuo Tang's wife's persistence is more precious than diamonds compared to Yu Shengli's abuse.

On the stone pillar where Zuo Tang was still in the Senluo Palace, all the soul fragments were released, and this time, he had no regrets.

The symbols on the ghost's body have not changed much, but less vitality is consumed when it is released, and the understanding of skills is more profound.

The emotion that emerged in his heart made Zhang Yingchun silent for a long time.

After returning to the training camp, I did some simple combat training and went back to my room to rest.

Quietly recite the song of the black moon under the moonlight, let the silver brilliance envelop you, and immerse yourself in the unique feeling of cultivation.

The arrival of Shanghongyao represents the end of the holiday and the beginning of the assessment.

"Come with me!" After going downstairs, he got into Shang Hongyao's car, a shabby Wrangler with a dark appearance that didn't match her style at all.

Because the task was approaching, Zhang Yingchun didn't think much about it, and sat silently with his shoulders crossed, looking out the window, like a puppet.

As an instructor, Shang Hongyao felt that Zhang Yingchun had not yet met the requirements for doing the task, so he had to train him once.

There is a slaughterhouse not far from the suburbs, and this is the first stop for Zhang Yingchun to come for adaptive training.

Shang Hongyao looks familiar here, and after a few words, Zhang Yingchun was put in the production workshop.

This is where life passes, and large piles of blue points of light swirl, almost forming a whirlpool.

For Zhang Yingchun, it is like a rat entering the granary, and the gain of this vote is really not small. The Senluo Hall continued to swallow up the points of light that pounced, and the entire space was obscured by the constantly flying mist.

If it weren't for the calming effect, Zhang Yingchun would almost jump.

As for the secrets in his body, Shang Hongyao didn't know the truth.

"Hold, this is your tool, you need to slaughter livestock, start with the rooster!"

"I'm from the mountains, I'm from a hard background, and I'm not a pampered child in the city, I haven't even touched a kitchen knife, and I often do this kind of housework since I was a child!" Zhang Yingchun's protest had no effect, and he could only cut the throats of ten roosters and bleed according to Shang Hongyao's instructions.

Behind Zhang Yingchun, Shang Hongyao took a few photos and continued to the next training.

Killing pigs is a skillful job, and in the countryside, such masters are popular. Zhang Yingchun didn't expect that he would let himself fiddle with this set.

The slaughterhouse specially sent a master to tell Zhang Yingchun how to use the knife.

The pig killer in the countryside did the whole process by himself, stabbing the heart and bloodletting (life), blowing, shaving, deboning, and washing manure, all of which were done single-handedly, and now Zhang Yingchun only needs to stab once.

With the knife in hand, with the help of this master, the pig was lifted to a wide bench, and the pig's mouth was pointed at the place of the heart.

Zhang Yingchun had never done such a high-end technique before, gritted his teeth and quickly stabbed into the circle where he had drawn a good sting, feeling the life of a live pig trembling and struggling, and the feeling of disappearing little by little was definitely a test of stabbing blows.

This is stripping away goodness and leaving only brutal killing.

For someone who has never experienced it, feeling the disappearance of the temperature under the body and the pause in breathing is definitely a special test.

I couldn't hold it anymore because I bragged just now, and I couldn't control the vomiting!

Wow!

Even if he had been mentally prepared, Zhang Yingchun's psychological construction was still not enough.

Shang Hongyao was as if he hadn't seen it: "There are still nine heads!"

Her ruthlessness is not innate, it is all trained the day after tomorrow, for a person who performs a special task, this is a pass that must be passed, if you are not even suitable for killing pigs, and you will encounter a villain who destroys stability and unity in the future, how can you dare to fight!

Zhang Yingchun's stomach turned over, but he knew in his heart: This is a road of no return, and there is no turning back!

If you can't adapt as soon as possible, your life won't last long!

Shang Hongyao had already prepared, he had seen many such things, and took out a stainless steel wine jug from his butt pocket: "Take a sip?"

He gasped for difficulty and shook his head. I took out the cigarette and lit it, and all kinds of strange tastes came up in my mouth, and I got up and beat the wall a few times, and jumped twice, which was much better.

According to the pig slaughterer, it's all about living.

After this line of defense, that's actually what happened!

After finishing it, pots of pig blood surrounded it, and the pungent taste didn't feel much anymore.

Zhang Yingchun forced himself to get used to the taste, even if it was uncomfortable.

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