Chapter 4

"weird things?"

Doubao was stunned, obviously not understanding what Jason meant.

"It's just a ghost, an evil thing."

"Or……"

"Whose house is haunted?"

Jason chose his words carefully, and asked in a way that Doubao could understand, with considerable expectations in his heart.

At this moment, Jason, after paying to enter the dungeon world in front of him, his hunger is only 92.

Rarely, the excitement of eating exceeds the level of satiety.

Therefore, Jason urgently needs satiety.

Jason, who was used to having 1,000 lives, always felt insecure when his hunger was below 3,000, and he didn't even learn right away when faced with the broken pages of the 'Iron Fist Strength' he had just obtained.

Before finding a stable 'food source' from the dungeon world in front of him, Jason didn't plan to use his current satiety.

"Haunted?"

"It used to be in the countryside, but not here in the mountain city."

"An evil thing?"

"Indeed, there are some that are related to those so-called death religions - those guys have been doing similar things. Our hometown was peaceful before, but after these guys appeared, it became different. Uncle Wang next door turned himself His wife and children were sold, and he wanted to join this rebirth religion, but in the end, he hanged himself at home."

When it came to the 'Rebirth Teaching', Doubao looked terrified.

"Rebirth teaching?"

Jason raised an eyebrow.

"Well, a lot of people in our hometown have joined."

"There is another teaching. It is rumored that it is also related to the teaching of the past life, but I also heard people say it."

Doubao nodded, with the expression of fear on his face undiminished, he moved the small bench and moved towards Jason's position.

It seemed that only by staying with Jason could he feel at ease.

"anything else?"

Jason continued to ask.

"I don't know more bean buns."

"However, when Doubao was shopping for vegetables before, I heard that a person outside the city met a peerless master who was seriously injured and was taught the whole body's strength."

"and also!"

"It is said that an abandoned student from the Peng Family Martial Arts School fell off a cliff and got a book of martial arts."

"There is more! There is more!"

"The butcher who sells pigs in Dongcheng meets an immortal in his dream at night and gives him a large box of gold."

Doubao's eyes lit up as he spoke, and his tone became even more excited.

Especially when talking about 'full-body skills', 'martial arts cheats' and 'a large box of gold', there is a look of wanting to replace it.

Jason nodded and said nothing more.

He doesn't believe in these things.

Maybe there are such lucky people in the world.

However, no lucky person will let such a thing get to the point where the vegetable market knows about it.

It should be false rumors.

Or……

Someone took the opportunity to lay out.

Greedy people are everywhere.

As long as the opportunity is good, the hunter will become the prey once he gets into the trap. Similarly, those who want to 'get rich' will also become the wealth of others.

Compared to these, Jason cared more about the 'Rebirth Teaching'.

Or to be more precise, is there any food in the 'Rebirth Teaching'?

Of course, there is also the matter of the 'Chen family'.

If this matter is not resolved, he has no energy to do other things.

Calculate the time, it should be almost there, right?

Thinking about it, Jason moved the small bench and let his body lean against the wall on one side. Immediately, the warm afternoon sun shone directly on his body.

Cozy and comfortable.

Bean Bao rested for a while, and then began to clean up the dishes.

The hands and feet are nimble and the speed is fast.

After finishing all this, Dou Bao continued to practice in the backyard.

It is different from the previous walking punch.

The walking boxing before was a move, but the practice at this time is a 'secret' in the true sense, and it can be used to develop 'muscles'.

Jason was not surprised by this.

In the conversation just now, he already knew that 'he' is a martial arts idiot, and he has no interest in anything other than practicing martial arts by himself.

Even opening a martial arts gym is just to make yourself better at practicing martial arts.

After all, the amount of medicinal materials needed to practice qigong is not a small amount, but it is unrealistic to rely on oneself without the support of family business.

So, 'he' opened a martial arts gym.

Made money.

Then, continue to practice martial arts.

At the same time, in order to be able to continue to earn money, 'he' handed over all the parts of Mujiaquan that can be trained to 'muscle' to Doubao.

And promised that Doubao will teach Doubao the part of "forging bones" after he has finished training his 'muscles'.

Bean Bao is convinced of this.

Therefore, it is extraordinarily hard.

Suddenly, a weak wind began to appear between Doubao's fists and feet.

It's faint, but it's there.

Jason nodded secretly.

'He' didn't lie to Doubao, he really taught it, and Doubao also learned it seriously.

Still, it's a little shallow.

It's obviously a 'tiger descending the mountain', but it feels like a 'cat acting like a baby' when the bean bag is practiced.

It takes time to sharpen.

Jason thought this way, and then suddenly frowned.

'He' knows Mujiaquan.

He won't.

Let's not talk about how to teach Doubao, just by doing it in the ring, it may be exposed.

Those people are different from bean buns.

Not so easy to fool.

Thinking of this, Jason sat up.

He stared at Doubao, and when he saw Doubao closing his waist and breathing steadily, he coughed softly and said, "Doubao, let me test you, what are the barriers and secrets of Mujiaquan."

"The momentum is fierce!"

"Go ahead!"

"Intent like a tiger!"

"When walking, the body should be bent, with the chest folded and the waist bent, like a bow. The breath should be long. When walking, the breath should be congested and powerful, like thunder. When sitting, the back should be straight, and the hands should not be separated from the ribs..."

Dou Bao didn't think much at all, and went straight to recite.

These were all taught to her by Jason. At that time, she recited them all night, and she even recited them silently all the time when she was practicing. She had already imprinted these barriers and tricks in her bones.

Almost no need to think, just recite it directly.

Jason nodded while listening, and then silently remembered.

He doesn't ask too much, as long as he can fool around when he does it.

Taking the opportunity of the school exam, Jason asked Doubao to recite it three times, and he nodded after remembering about the same.

"Good, keep working hard."

After speaking, Jason leaned against the wall to bask in the sun again.

"Yes, the curator."

Doubao nodded happily, practicing harder and harder.

She only thought that she passed the test and did not disappoint Jason.

And Jason?

Leaning there, he began to ponder the essence of Mujiaquan.

Moves aside, Jason, who is more used to "Wo Liu", focuses on the core part.

For example: iron fist strength.

Mu Family Boxing also has the term 'power', which is called 'tiger power', a strength that imitates a tiger. Unlike 'iron fist strength', which focuses on the hands, 'tiger power' is the whole body's strength.

Pros and cons?

Jason, who just came to this dungeon world, couldn't tell the difference for the time being.

"We still need satiety!"

"Although you can't learn 'Tiger Strength' directly, you can learn 'Iron Fist Strength'."

"Once you learn it, you will be able to experience the skills of this dungeon world."

As Jason thought about it, time passed by every minute.

After Dou Bao practiced three times, he temporarily went back to his room to take a nap.

Jason also returned to his room.

Until 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the martial arts apprentices returned one after another.

Compared with the laziness in the morning, the apprentices in the afternoon became a lot more diligent, not only because of the two who were expelled as role models, but also because the owner of the hall was rarely watching them today.

Normally, the curator stays in his own room, and only appears in the morning of the first day of the first, middle, and end of each month to guide them.

This is what I said when I entered the 'Mu Style Martial Arts Gym'.

Bean Bao also talked to Jason.

"I have encountered a bottleneck. It is useless to study and practice for the time being. I need to break through the bottleneck in another way."

Jason used this excuse to deal with the beanbag.

Bean Bao didn't have the slightest doubt.

Because, she is now practicing 'Mujiaquan' and encountered a similar bottleneck.

"Fist!"

Just like in the morning, Dou Bao practiced boxing on the steps.

Jason stood on the steps and watched.

The apprentices in front of them practiced like cats and tigers.

On the hanger next to the weapon rack, there was a coat hanging, and their own towels were placed under it. Two old women with thick hands were cleaning the surroundings with brooms, and they would raise their heads from time to time to see the people who kept shouting from their mouths. Young people, but just glanced at it, and immediately bowed their heads to work. 3 yuan a month is not a small amount in a mountain city, especially the work is not heavy. After returning home at night, they can still sew and make some money. Even if it is not much, it is still an objective income after a long period of time. Therefore, they cherish this job even more.

One punch is over.

Dou Bao began to point the shelves of the apprentices.

Then, let the apprentices work hard.

As for the kung fu of practicing 'muscles', Doubao doesn't know how to teach it.

That is the qualification only for disciples who enter the room.

These in front of you?

Just an apprentice.

Spend money, I will teach you.

No money, please leave.

I have seen too many beanbags on the way to flee from famine, and I know the proportions inside. I am naturally polite to these apprentices, but there is also a hidden barrier. force'?

Feel sorry.

Neither will she.

Jason looked at it for a while, and after earnestly studying the moves taught by Dou Bao, he was ready to return to the room.

'He' has done this very well before.

No more excuses for Jason.

As for the Chen family?

It's been kept secret until now, and Jason doesn't care.

Anyway, when it was dark, he planned to go again.

However, just as Jason was about to leave, a few people came outside the martial arts hall, each of them was wearing a gray-black uniform, and the shoulder of the leader had a small silver star on his shoulder, which was not metal, but a silver star. embroidery.

The arrival of these people immediately attracted the attention of the martial arts apprentices.

"Keep practicing."

Dou Bao let out a low drink, a rare displeasure flashed across his face.

She hates people who don't pay attention.

Of course, what is even more annoying are these patrols.

From Dou Bao's point of view, these patrolmen were even more bastards than bandits, second only to those officers and soldiers.

Not to mention the autumn wind, everyone bullies the weak and fears the hard.

And, always bully them.

When I was in my hometown, a widow sister in the town was bullied by a policeman, and then jumped into the river.

Although after the incident, the policeman was skinned by someone and hung up at the gate of the town, but he couldn't be resurrected after death. Pity the widow sister who taught her embroidery. Doubao hated these policemen.

Therefore, bean buns are naturally not in a good mood.

"What are you doing?"

Bean Bao blocked the gate and asked bluntly.

"Excuse me, is Master Mu here?"

The leading patrolman bowed his waist, showed a smile, and asked in the most amiable tone.

There is no way.

He is asking for help.

The little girl in front of me is not worth mentioning.

However, the one in the distance is a resounding figure.

Although the previous competition with Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao was closed, the opening of a new martial arts gym on Wuguan Street is enough to explain everything.

You know, there have been no newcomers to open Wuguan Street for more than three years.

These all proved the strength of this person.

But now, he needs the help of such a character.

Therefore, the hunched Jia Youcai kept secretly looking at Jason who was standing on the steps far away.

Doubao saw the other person's eyes, but the young girl answered very simply.

"Not here."

With that said, Doubao was about to raise his hand to close the door.

"Hey, hey, this girl."

"Wait, don't."

"Hand, hand!"

"Cross your hands!"

When Jia Youcai saw that the door of the bean bag was about to be closed, Jia Youcai immediately put his hand in the middle of the door without thinking about it.

It's not that I don't want to push the door.

But dare not.

Facing martial arts is different from facing ordinary people.

For the latter, just scare him and everything will be fine.

For the former, if you scare him, everything will be fine.

He was only forty years old, and he didn't want to see his father so early.

Doubao quickly opened the door.

She saw that she was indeed holding the opponent's hand, and the red mark on it would probably swell up soon.

As soon as the door opened, Jia Youcai immediately stretched out his feet and stepped into the threshold. While leaning against the door with his knees, he licked his face and said, "I really have something to ask Master Mu, it's a big deal."

"What's the big deal?"

"You guys..."

"Dou Bao, let the guests in."

Doubao subconsciously wanted to say some unpleasant words, but Jason stopped him.

With Jason opening his mouth, even if Doubao didn't like it, he could only open the door.

Jia Youcai smiled and trotted towards Jason.

"Master Mu, it's a pleasure to meet you, it's more famous to meet you!"

Jia Youcai, who came to the bottom of the steps, looked at the tall and burly Jason, admired him from the bottom of his heart, and immediately cupped his hands.

Although he had never seen Jason make a move, Jia Youcai thought that his team was full of players and they were not opponents with his physique.

No problem.

As long as the other party agrees to help, it will definitely work.

As Jia Youcai thought about it, his tone became more respectful.

"I am the headhunter of Shancheng, Jia Youcai."

"I'm here today because I have something to ask Master Mu."

"Of course, not for free."

"It's paid and rewarded."

As Jia Youcai said, he cupped his hands again.

help?

Jason looked calmly at Jia Youcai and the four policemen behind him.

He has an average build, but there is an iron ruler hanging around his waist, but there are no calluses on the palm of his hand, and he stands crookedly there. Obviously, he is not well-trained, let alone the feeling of practicing secret arts.

It's not because of the 'Chen family'.

Jason thought silently.

However, there is no carelessness.

He motioned for Jia Youcai and himself to enter the hall behind him.

This is the largest building in the front yard.

It is not only a place for apprentices to rest in the rain, but also a place for discussion. If there are kickers coming, they will also compete here-friendly, the kind with the door closed.

Following Jason into the hall, away from the crowd, especially when the bean bag came in with tea and closed the door by the way, Jia Youcai had no worries.

thump.

The head catcher just knelt in front of Jason.

"Master Mu, help me!"