Chapter 32

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In the end, the disciples of Pengliang Wuguan did not thank Jason personally.

Not a change of mind.

Instead of squeezing into the crowd.

Li and Zhao died on the ring, their disciples who entered the house surrounded them, their faces were uncertain, but the ordinary disciples all squeezed into the back alley of Wuguan Street.

"Master Mu, I want to enter the Mu-style martial arts gym!"

"Me too!"

"And I!"

...

One after another, the disciple of Pengliang Martial Arts was stunned in place.

He seemed to have seen his own martial arts school in its heyday.

However, he instinctively remembered the previous scene.

‘You go, on behalf of Pengliang Martial Arts. '

"But senior brother, I..."

'It's everyone's decision. '

'but I……'

‘Are you greedy for life and afraid of death? '

‘Are you ignoring the kindness of Master? '

Words echoed in his ears.

The disciple had a bitter look on his face.

That's right.

He is forced.

It's just to catch the ducks on the shelves.

Those brothers who had been with the master for a long time collectively approved his proposal to represent Peng Liang Wuguan in the battle, and he himself was the last to know.

He also wants to object to this.

But it didn't work at all.

This is the decision of all brothers.

And him?

It's just a disciple who was originally doing odd jobs in the martial arts school, but was discovered by the master to have good talent, so he was recruited exceptionally.

In terms of qualifications, he was born a dwarf.

In terms of martial arts, he is the worst among all the seniors.

'What should I do next? '

Staring blankly at the noisy and lively scene in front of him, this disciple was at a loss.

"Do you know what Jianghu is?"

Suddenly a low voice sounded from the ear.

The disciple immediately looked left and right.

"I asked, do you know what Jianghu is?"

Nothing was seen, but the voice sounded again.

"do not know."

The disciple answered honestly.

"Then do you want to know? Do you want golden weapons and iron horses? Do you want beautiful women in your arms? Do you want gold, silver and jewelry? Do you want magical secrets? These are all in the Jianghu, they are all there."

The voice said, with a trace of bewitching meaning.

"In no mood."

The young disciple shook his head and said with certainty.

Then, this young disciple seemed to have found his goal all along.

He replied like this -

"I just want to go back to the countryside, be a farmer, have two acres of Susukida, live in a thatched hut where the mountain spring flows, and live a life of sunrise and sunset. This is what I have always wanted!"

"Thank you for reminding!"

"I finally know what I want to do!"

After the disciple sincerely thanked him, he turned around and walked out of the 'mountain city'.

He is going home.

The county seat is not suitable for him, he is still born in the countryside.

Golden Ge Iron Horse? Beauty in arms? Gold, silver and jewelry? Magical cheats?

he thought about it.

And more than once.

Especially when it was accepted by the master, it reached an extreme.

However, with the disappearance of his master, he was pushed into the ring again.

Everything faded away.

Everything is not as good as the original possession.

‘I’m sorry, Master. '

'Goodbye, Master. '

'I'm leaving. '

The disciple said silently in his heart.

Who would say this to him for no reason?

There is no one else but my master.

It must be my master.

Master didn't leave, he was always in the mountain city.

Watching him walk towards the ring.

Maybe a test?

Maybe something else?

he does not know.

I don't want to know either.

Now, he just wants to go home.

Outside the crowd, in the hidden shadows, a clean-looking young man frowned and looked at the young man's back, and finally sighed softly.

Well, isn't that the way it is?

Some people rush forward.

Someone took a stand.

There are winners and losers.

The former lives.

The latter dies.

Glancing at the back alley of Wuguan Street again, he walked towards the outside of Wuguan Street. When he passed by the wonton stall named 'Zhao Laosi', he couldn't help but stop.

"Too perfect to be imperfect."

"It's really interesting."

"Mubai?"

"I remember you."

Saying such words, the young man quickened his pace.

The rumors are wrong, the 'Shuangjue' is not here, but in the state capital.

He must speed up.

No one knew, and no one noticed, that at noon after the Wuguan Street Competition, two completely different young people left the 'Mountain City' one after the other.

Everyone has their own life.

They are not exceptional.

Jason, too.

"The taste of the tent rice is really average. Except for the large portion, there is nothing that can compare to your skill in bean buns."

Seven days passed, and Jason answered the same question to Doubao for the 33rd time.

After getting such an answer, Doubao breathed a sigh of relief again, and walked quickly.

Ever since Jason ate in the tent that day, from noon until dark, Doubao felt that his position in the eyes of the owner was inexplicably threatened.

She became overwhelmed.

She also knows it's not good.

But she couldn't help asking.

fortunately!

Every time the answer was what she wanted.

‘The host is really gentle. '

'I asked again and again, which was completely unreasonable, but the owner of the museum was never impatient. '

'This is the good man my mother said, right? '

'Same as Dad. '

Thinking of this, Dou Bao stopped.

"Let's eat beef pot at noon!"

Before walking into the kitchen, after calculating the monthly expenses, Dou Bao spoke.

"it is good."

Jason's mouth curled up.

My own cook is good at everything, but he is not very confident.

However, the workmanship is really good.

Beef pot, like tomato and potato?

Or boiled beef in clear soup?

Or a stew pot?

'Food' is something to look forward to.

Therefore, the process of waiting for 'food', no matter how difficult it is, is extremely beautiful.

Because... worth it.

Jason adjusted his mood and looked at the training ground.

At this time, the martial arts training ground was a bit crowded, with a total of 30 people boxing here - after the end of the Wuguan Street competition, a large number of apprentices poured into the Mushi Martial Arts Hall, and Doubao kept 20 of them after several layers of screening. .

leftover?

Rejected under various pretexts.

After all, those guys seem to have impure motives and want to speculate.

And even among the 20 people accepted, there are inevitably such people.

It's just a better disguise.

Doubao knows.

Jason knew it too.

Doubao intends to work hard to maintain a balance while maximizing tuition fees.

Jason didn't care at all.

Anyway, after paying the money, he will teach.

Of course, it's just an ordinary air, and the secret "Tiger Power" about the "Mu Style. Tiger Fist" is not taught at all.

In Dou Bao's words, even a disciple who enters the house has to be tested for three years, let alone these apprentices, it is a great thing to be able to teach some airs and a few Sanshou techniques.

Other martial arts schools do the same.

Jason didn't understand or participate in this.

The whole process was handed over to the bean bag.

He just needs to know that after handing over the bean bag, he can not only ignore everything, but also eat better and more.

Thinking of this, Jason walked down the steps and walked past the apprentices.

The apprentice, who had already worked hard at the drill, worked even harder.

Unlike the previous rumors about his master, they were all false.

Wuguan Street Grand Competition, seeing is believing.

They saw with their own eyes that Li and Zhao were blown up.

It was the first time they had seen such boxing and martial arts.

Although each of the original gym owners in Wuguan Street was very strong and powerful, none of them could blow people up like their own gym owners.

That shocking scene attracted these yearning people.

It also attracts people who want to use it as a springboard.

Undoubtedly, the latter is the majority.

But this does not prevent them from practicing hard.

After all, only after entering the house can one learn the secrets.

Everyone knows this.

Therefore, each of them worked hard.

The same is true for Jia Youcai.

As the special one out of the 20 people, Jia Youcai was looked at differently by Doubao. Although he was old and had many bad habits, he was not bad.

Doubao was going to test Jia Youcai for a few more days, and asked Jia Youcai to teach him some Sanshou killer moves.

Jia Youcai didn't know about this.

After going through these days, he only knows that he needs to learn martial arts, otherwise, he won't even be able to stand up.

Fortunately, Li Deshang supported him very much. He not only paid his tuition, but also allowed him to go to work half a day. There was also an extra day of rest and bath every month. He also promised him that he would provide him with some secrets in the future. medicine.

At his age, without the secret medicine, it is impossible for him to become a "muscle" in this lifetime.

Not to mention anything else.

Jia Youcai was extremely grateful.

Naturally, I worked harder, not only practicing in the martial arts gym, but also practicing at home. When I was free, I would think about how to fight against others in my mind.

As if possessed by a demon.

Even at this time, Jason walked by, completely unaware and immersed in it.

But other disciples are different.

When Jason walked by, everyone wanted to use all their strength to feed, and then, they couldn't stop humming.

Jason listened, noncommittal, and continued to circle around the training ground.

And his eyes are looking at the front.

Thoughts are so flying that I don't know where to go.

[Acquisition reputation: 2053000]

‘Has the prestige leveled off? '

'At the end of the day, it only increased by 1 point from last night to this morning. '

‘Sure enough, the incident of another explosion will be forgotten as time goes by. '

‘A goldfish’s memory is only seven seconds. '

'people? '

'Seven days. '

Jason couldn't help but think of some remarks from the'hometown', and he didn't have any objections.

Traces of things exist.

But people's memory of food will change.

Even, it can be misleading.

Even if there is a real result in the end, some people don't want to believe it.

People are always willing to believe what they believe.

Or……

Leave a false truth, only then can people have the hope of living.

But, is such a false hope really a hope?

Jason himself didn't know.

All he knew was that his plan to 'reward himself' had failed.

Except for the mysterious killer who pretended to be "Zhao Laosi" that day, he has not encountered any killer or assassin these days.

'Sure enough, because of 'Zhao Lao Si', those killers and assassins were scared away! '

The body of Zhao Laosi was found in the hut rented by the other party in the deep alley.

It was like bleeding, not to mention not a single bit of blood in the whole body, and the heart was gone.

Coupled with the sudden decay of the killer's body disguised as 'Zhao Lao Si'.

The whole thing immediately turned weird.

And he was involved.

Regardless of the identity of the masked person or Mubai, he appeared in this incident.

The Prophet of Spring River Plumbing Duck.

Such weird things were naturally known to those special professions who were hiding in the dark in the 'Mountain City'.

No one is more cautious than these traditional professionals.

Moreover, these special traditional professionals all retain the ancient tradition: life-saving first.

No matter how high the bonus is, only the flowers with life will do.

What's more, there is no real sense of commitment.

Why bother yourself.

Therefore, these people have chosen to give up.

'Ugh. '

Jason sighed inwardly.

However, it was just a sigh.

He regretted that he hadn't been able to eat more.

As for more ideas?

That is not the case.

After all, Li Deshang has already written a letter to the "Northern Capital Li Family" to find one or two real secret medicines, and even sent people to the state capital to find more "Peiyuan Pills".

The former Jason is hopeless.

the latter?

Jason was full of anticipation.

But on his own, he found 15 'Peiyuan Pills' and 30 'Xiao Peiyuan Pills' in the secret market in the 'Mountain City'.

If Li Deshang came forward, there would naturally be more.

‘It is estimated that my satiety can lead to another substantial increase. '

'If there are enough, you can consider the upgrade of [Dragon. War Pattern. Prussia. Griffin. Shadow Body Forging]. '

'I don't know how far the extraordinary level [Dragon. War Pattern. Prussia. Griffin. Shadow Body Forging] will reach. '

Thinking of this, Jason looked outside the door of the martial arts hall.

The door of the martial arts hall will be closed when the apprentices are practicing boxing, but after practicing boxing, they will open when they are gesturing in the corner and putting on airs. At this time, after a boxing training, the door has already opened.

Jason could easily see out the door.

An old man with slightly gray hair, wearing a blue silk robe, was walking from one end of Wuguan Street with a follower.

The destination of the two of them is very clear, which is the Mu Shi Martial Art Museum.

Under Jason's gaze, the two walked straight up.

The old man in the lead was very polite.

Although the door of the martial arts hall was open, he still stopped outside the door, signaled his followers to come forward, and knocked on the open door.

Bang, bang.

The entourage tapped the copper plate on the gate of the martial arts hall, then bowed to Jason and stepped aside.

The old man stepped forward, cupped his hands and opened his mouth.

"Excuse me, is Master Mu in person?"

"Yes, may I ask?"

Facing the old man's etiquette, Jason immediately responded, and asked after imitating the people in the current dungeon world.

"I am the owner of Hongxiangfang, and I have met the owner of Museum Mu."

"A small gift is not a respect."

With that said, the old man took out a small palm-sized box from his arms, and handed it to Jason with a smile on his face.

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