The Demon’s Menu

"Strange thing?"

Doubao was stunned, obviously not understanding what Jason meant.

"It's ghosts, evil things."

"Or……"

"Who is haunted?"

Jason considered the words and asked in a way that Doubao could understand, but he had considerable expectations in his heart.

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

Rarely, the excitement of eating exceeds the degree of fullness.

Therefore, Jason desperately needs satiety.

Jason, who is accustomed to bringing his own 1,000 lives, always feels insecure when his satiety is less than 3,000. Even facing the broken pages of "Iron Fist" he has just obtained, he did not immediately learn.

Before finding a stable ‘food source’ in the dungeon world before him, Jason did not intend to use his current satiety.

"Haunted?"

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

"Evil thing?"

"There are some, they are all related to the so-called death teachings-those guys have been doing similar things. Our hometown was still peaceful before, but after these guys appeared, it became different. Uncle Wang next door took himself My wife and children were sold, and I wanted to join in this life teaching. As a result, he was hanged at home in the end."

When talking about ‘death to teach’, Doubao looked scared.

"Teach to die?"

Jason raised an eyebrow.

"Well, many people in our hometown have joined."

"There is another teaching. The rumors are also related to the teaching of the deceased, but I also heard people say."

Dou Bao nodded, the fear on his face was not diminished, and he leaned against Jason with the small bench.

It seems that by staying with Jason, he can feel at ease.

"anything else?"

Jason continued to ask.

"I won't know more beanbags."

"However, when I was buying groceries for Doubao, I heard someone say that someone outside the city met a master who was severely injured and was taught his whole body skills."

"and also!"

"It is said that an abandoned apprentice of the Peng family's martial arts center fell off the cliff and got a martial arts secret."

"More! And more!"

"The butcher who sells pigs in Dongcheng dreamed of meeting a **** at night and gave him a large box of gold."

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

Especially when it comes to ‘whole body skill’, ‘knowledge of martial arts’, and ‘a big box of gold’, it is even more like an eagerness to replace it.

Jason nodded, without saying more.

He didn't believe these things.

Maybe the world is so lucky.

However, no one lucky person will make such a thing known to the market.

It should be an error.

Or……

Someone took the opportunity to lay out.

Greedy people are everywhere.

As long as the opportunity is good, hunters will become prey once they enter the set. Similarly, those who want to'get rich' will also become the wealth of others.

Compared with these, Jason is more concerned about "death teaching".

Or to be more precise, is there any food in the ‘Teaching of the Past’.

Of course, there is also the "Chen Family".

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

Counting the time, it should be almost the same, right?

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

Cozy and comfortable.

Bean buns took a short break and then started to clean up the dishes.

He has quick hands and feet.

After all this is done, Doubao will do the exercises in the backyard.

Different from the previous walking punch.

The previous walking boxing was a move, and the practice at this time is a real ‘secret’, and it can be ‘muscle’.

In this regard, Jason was not surprised.

In the conversation just now, he already knew that ‘he’ is a martial idiot, except for his own martial arts practice, he has no interest in others.

Even the opening of the martial arts hall is just to make yourself better practice martial arts.

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

Therefore, ‘he’ opened the martial arts gym.

Earned money.

Then, continue to practice martial arts.

At the same time, in order to be able to earn money continuously, "he" gave all the parts of Mujiaquan that can be trained to "muscles and muscles" to Doubao.

He also promised to teach the ‘bone-building’ part of the bean bun after he finished the ‘skin and meat’.

Doubao is convinced of this.

For this reason, he worked hard.

A faint wind began to appear between Doubao's fists and feet.

Although weak, it is true.

Jason nodded secretly.

"He" didn't cheat Doubao, he really taught it, and Doubao has also learned it seriously.

However, it is still a bit shallow.

Obviously it is ‘the tiger descends the mountain’, but when Doubao is practiced, he has the feeling of ‘cat acting like a baby’.

It takes time to sharpen it.

Jason thought about it, then suddenly frowned.

"He" knows Mujiaquan.

He can't.

Let's not talk about how to teach bean buns, just by going to the ring, you may be exposed.

Those people can be different from beanbags.

Not so foolish.

Thinking of this, Jason sat up.

He stared at Doubao, and when he saw Doubao closing his waist, and breathing smoothly, he coughed softly, and said, "Doubao, let me test you, what is the pass and trick of Mujiaquan."

"Ferrous!"

"Go ahead!"

"Mind like a tiger!"

"When you walk, you should bend your body with your chest and waist down. It looks like a bow. Your breath should be long. When you walk, your breathing should be frustrated and powerful, like thunder. When you sit, your back should be straight and your hands should not be separated from your ribs..."

Doubao didn't think much about it, so he recited it.

These were all taught to her by Jason. At that time, she recited them all the time while practicing, and she had already imprinted these barriers and know-hows in her bones.

There is almost no need to think, just memorize it directly.

Jason nodded while listening, then silently remembered.

He is not demanding, as long as he can fool the past when he does it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the school entrance examination, Jason asked Doubao to memorize it three times, and then nodded when he remembered that.

"Yes, keep working hard."

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

"Yes, the curator."

Doubao nodded happily, and began to practice harder.

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

And Jason?

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

Regardless of the moves, Jason, who is more accustomed to'I flow', focuses on the core part.

For example: Tie Quan Jin.

In Mujiaquan, there is also the term ‘strength’, which is called ‘tiger strength’. It is a kind of strength that imitates tigers. It is different from the ‘iron fist strength’ which pays attention to both hands. The ‘tiger strength’ is the full force exerted.

Pros and cons?

Jason, who had just arrived in this dungeon world, could not tell for the time being.

"You still need to be full!"

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

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

As Jason thought, time passed by.

After practicing the bean bag three times, I went back to my room for a nap.

Jason also returned to his room.

Until 3 pm, the martial arts apprentices returned one after another.

Compared with the laziness in the morning, the apprentices in the afternoon have become a lot more diligent, not only because the two who were driven away are used as role models, but also because the curator is rarely watching them today.

Normally, the owner of the museum stays in his room, and only in the early, mid, and late morning of each month will they show up to give them advice.

This is what I said when I visited the ‘Mu-style Martial Arts Hall’.

Doubao also talked to Jason.

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

Jason used this excuse to deal with Doubao.

Doubao didn't have the slightest doubt.

Because she now has a similar bottleneck in her practice of Mujiaquan.

"Fist!"

Just like the morning, Doubao is practicing boxing on the steps.

Jason stood on the steps and watched.

The apprentices in front of him practiced happily.

On the hanger next to the weapon shelf, there was a coat of coat hung, and their own towels were placed underneath. The two rough-handed old women were cleaning the surroundings with brooms, and from time to time they raised their heads to see if they kept shouting. Young people, but after a glance, they immediately lowered their heads to work. Three yuan a month in the mountain city is not too small, especially when the work is not heavy. After returning at night, they can still sew and make up some money. Even if it is not much, it is an objective income that accumulates over time. Therefore, they cherish this job more and more.

Finished with one punch.

Doubao began to show the apprentices' shelves.

Then, let the apprentices work hard.

As for the kung fu to practice ‘skin and meat’, bean buns cannot be taught.

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

These in front of me?

Just an apprentice.

Spend money, I teach you.

No money, please leave.

I have seen too many beanbags on the way to escape from famine, and I clearly know the proportions inside. I am naturally polite to these apprentices, but there are hidden barriers. Ask about the tricks you have taught, be outspoken, ask what you haven’t taught or'jin force'?

Sorry.

She won't either.

Jason watched for a while, and after earnestly studying the moves taught by Doubao, he was ready to return to the room.

‘He’ did a good job on this before.

Don't let Jason make any more excuses.

As for the Chen family?

Until now, it was kept secret, and Jason did not care.

Anyway, when it gets dark, he plans to go again.

However, just as Jason was about to leave, several people came outside the martial arts hall, each wearing a gray-black uniform, and there was a small silver star on the shoulder of the leader, not metal, yes embroidery.

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

"Keep practicing."

Beanbag snorted, a rare displeasure flashed across his face.

She hates people who are inattentive.

Of course, these patrols are even more annoying.

From Doubao's point of view, these patrols were even more **** than the bandits, second only to the officers and soldiers.

Everyone who beats the autumn wind does not say, but also bullies the soft and fears the hard.

Moreover, they will always be bullied.

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

Although afterwards, the patrol did not know who was skinned and hung at the gate of the town, but the person could not be brought back to life. Poor widow sister who also taught her embroidery, Doubao hated these patrols.

Therefore, bean buns naturally do not look good.

"What are you doing?"

Doubao blocked the gate and asked bluntly.

"Excuse me, is the Master Mu here?"

The lead patrol hunched his waist, showed a smile, and asked in the most kind tone.

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 character.

In the previous competition with the four museum owners, Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao, although the doors were closed, the new martial arts museum was opened on Wuguan Street. This is enough to explain everything.

You know, Wuguan Street has not been open for more than three years.

All these prove the strength of this one.

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

Therefore, Jia Youcai, who was bowing his waist, kept secretly watching Jason standing on the distant steps.

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

"Not here."

With that said, Doubao will raise his hand and close the door.

"Eh, eh, this girl."

"Wait, don't."

"Hands, hands!"

"Fuck it!"

When Jia Youcai saw that the bean bag was about to close, he couldn't take care of that much, so he stretched his hand in the middle of the door.

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

But not dare.

Facing the martial arts gym is not the same as facing the ordinary people.

In the latter case, scare him a bit and he will be fine.

In the former case, scare him a bit and he will be fine.

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

Doubao quickly opened the door.

She saw that it 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 his feet and stepped into the threshold, pressing his knees against the door while licking his face and said, "I really have something to find the owner of the museum. It's a big deal."

"What's the big deal?"

"You..."

"Bean bag, let the guests in."

Doubao subconsciously had to say some unpleasant words, but it was stopped by Jason.

With Jason opening his mouth, even if Doubao was unhappy, he could only open the door.

Jia Youcai smiled and trot toward Jason quickly.

"Master Mu, I'm so lucky to meet, it's really better to meet each other!"

Jia Youcai, who came under the steps, looked at the tall and burly Jason, exclaimed in his heart, and immediately arched his hands.

Although he has never seen Jason take a shot, Jia Youcai thinks that their team is all on, and they are not opponents.

No problem.

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

Jia Youcai thought, his tone became more respectful.

"I'm Shancheng's head catcher, Jia Youcai."

"I'm here today to ask the museum owner for something."

"Of course, it's not free."

"There is pay, and there are rewards."

Jia Youcai said, giving his hand again.

help?

Jason calmly looked at Jia Youcai and the four patrols behind the opponent.

He was of ordinary body, with an iron ruler hanging around his waist, but there was no calluses on the palm of his mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Standing there was also slanted, obviously not a long-trained one, let alone the feeling of practicing secret techniques.

It's not because of the "Chen Family".

Jason thought silently.

However, it did not care.

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

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 anyone kicks the gym, they will also compete here—the friendly, closed one.

Followed Jason into the hall, away from the crowd, especially when the beanbag 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!"