Chapter 592 Are you entertaining the family?
【Spiritual Snake Breathing Skill: Consummation】
【Barbarian Earth Shaking Kung Fu: Consummation】
Chen Xiyi saw that he was now three meters tall, and the muscles all over his body bulged even more terrifyingly, and his every move carried a terrifying evil spirit.
Judging from the four martial arts at hand, it seems that the martial arts in this world are all related to animals.
For example, tigers, whales, snakes, and bears are created in the same way. The phantoms of the four animals can be shot out just like zoos and aquariums.
"It would be great if he could have bone shrinking skills or martial arts that can hide his body shape." Chen Xiyi felt that his body size was too big.
But it's big enough, but it doesn't look cumbersome at all. The fierce tiger's power is inherently flexible and skillful, and the spirit snake's breathing skill is focused on flexibility and armor-piercing, which makes him seem to move at a low speed, but In fact, if there is a real fight, the strong wind when moving can let people know what it means to be cold wind.
"Fierce Tiger Palm, Blood Snake Finger and Xiong Bo Shou, Sanmen's kung fu is strong enough."
It seems that because of the government's reasons, most of the martial arts are hands-on, and they rarely use weapons.
The government restricted the circulation of weapons such as swords, armored crossbows, etc. There were also weapons, such as sticks and whips, which were more made of non-gold and iron.
Sihai Dao like Li Yuanbai is relatively rare, and I don’t know where it came from.
After returning to the inn, everyone couldn't help but murmur at the enlarged body size. It's only been a morning since they went out, but when they come back, they will be completely different. It can't be some evildoer.
The shopkeeper was also trembling in his heart. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to greet Chen Xiyi with a wry smile, and then arranged him back to the guest room, so as not to scare the guests.
It wasn't so scary this morning, and now the evil spirit emanating from her body has almost condensed into substance.
Chen Xiyi doesn't care about this, why should he care about other people's opinions.
After returning to the guest room, Chen Xiyi was thinking about **** that ghost tonight. He is short of energy points now, and now there are only 10 energy points left. There is no way to fill up a set of martial arts. one door.
"I have to find a way to get some breath-holding martial arts. My qi and blood are a bit too much."
Looking at the phantom images of tigers, whales, snakes, bears and other animals formed by the qi and blood qi floating around me, if I learn one or two more sets of martial arts, I can really be condensed into substance by the qi and blood qi.
Now it's just a faint phantom, which makes everyone breathless, and can even hurt the enemy.
The good four sets of low-level martial arts are almost piled up by him to the middle-level martial arts. If there are hundreds of sets, wouldn't it be a high-level martial arts?
This is just low-grade martial arts, and most people can't practice Chen Xiyi's level at all. Wouldn't it be stronger if they switched to middle-grade or high-grade martial arts?
It's just that it's so hard to find low-grade martial arts, let alone middle-grade and high-grade martial arts.
So Chen Xiyi doesn't have too many requirements, as long as it is martial arts.
"I always feel that there is no one in this city who is my opponent." Chen Xiyi didn't mean to express his idea of being invincible, but to say that warrior killers would no longer be able to obtain energy points.
After thinking about it for more than half an hour, Chen Xiyi felt a little bored, so he went to bed directly. After all, he had to kill ghosts tonight.
As for studying parchment?
Forget it, this thing is hidden a little deep, blood and evil energy can't interfere, so Chen Xiyi can't improve it now, so don't waste this time.
Naturally, it is more important to sleep and recharge your batteries. Even if he doesn't need to sleep now, he is still idle when he is idle.
When Chen Xiyi woke up, it was already dark.
"Overslept?" Chen Xiyi was a little crazy, he originally planned to say that he slept until around dusk, but now it's at least midnight.
Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of selling Lantern Festival came from below.
"I happened to be a little hungry, I didn't eat enough last night, let's make up for it today." Chen Xiyi touched the silver in his pocket.
The money he got from the crazy old man before was left at home and he didn’t bring it with him, so he didn’t eat it yesterday. Today, the two martial arts gyms gave him a lot, which happened to be used.
These people who opened martial arts gyms really made a lot of money, and they gave out hundreds of taels of silver casually. Thinking about it, it was right, how much money was paid for a pair of big medicines.
Going downstairs, there are no customers tonight, the lobby is brightly lit, but the shopkeeper and the waiter are not there.
"All hiding in the backyard? What's going on?"
Hearing the movement in the lobby, the shopkeeper poked out most of his head from the backyard, and saw that the person who came was Chen Xiyi, and then his expression was filled with surprise.
"Strong man, that ghost is selling Yuanxiao outside the door." The shopkeeper hastily reminded him, meaning that you should kill that thing quickly, big brother.
At this time, Chen Xiyi was a little belated: "Oh, it turned out to be like this. I said this is haunted. Who still sells Lantern Festival in the middle of the night?"
He always felt that he might have turned his brain into a muscle, otherwise, how could such a simple thing not be figured out.
"Come on, you guys make me something to eat first, I'll kill the ghost selling yuanxiao and come back to eat."
Chen Xiyi's expression became more ferocious, and with his murderous intentions, the beast's aura condensed with qi, blood and evil energy became more and more solidified.
"This gentleman, let's have a bowl of Yuanxiao." The old man said sadly.
A mesmerizing smell came out, making Chen Xiyi think of a bowl.
"Okay, let's have a bowl, but I am very particular about food, let me take a look." Chen Xiyi glanced at the soup pot in the wooden cart, and there were dumplings floating.
"Don't worry, strong man, my Lantern Festival is famous all over the world." As he said, the old man was about to reach out to scoop a bowl.
Seeing this, Chen Xiyi quickly grabbed the opponent's hand and said, "Don't worry, it won't be too late after listening to my request."
"I want ten catties of lean meat, cut into sausages, don't see any fat on it." Chen Xiyi said.
"???" The old man was confused, you call this Yuanxiao?
"This strong man, the little one here is a Lantern Festival stall, not a meat stall, and there is no lean meat." The old man said in a low voice.
"No?" Chen Xiyi frowned, looking even more ferocious, and then said: "Forget it, little stall, let me change it, then it will be ten catties full of fat, don't see some fine ones on it, it's okay To be cut into dumplings."
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This ghost is completely confused, you can't understand the words, right? They say it's a Lantern Festival stall.
"Isn't the strong man entertaining the little old man?" The ghost grinned, and the cold breath continued to evaporate. The Lantern Festival in the soup pot rolled up and down, bringing out some organs such as heart, liver, spleen, lungs, hands, feet and eyes from time to time. I don't plan to act anymore.
Chen Xiyi's face darkened: "Well, you little old man, you are the one who entertained the family first. A dignified Lantern Festival stall can't even meet this small requirement. Do you know what it means that the customer is God?"
As a shameless person with double standards, he stood on the commanding heights of morality when he came up, and the villain sued first.
Then, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he grabbed the opponent's collar and tried to pull him out, but he didn't expect to be stuck in the Lantern Festival car.
The four eyes met, the ghost's scarlet eyes were filled with anger, and Chen Xiyi was a little embarrassed.
"Hey, I didn't expect this thing to be too narrow, but that's not the reason for you to stare at me." Chen Xiyi punched the ghost in the face.
In an instant, the mood, accompanied by blood and blood, calmed down the violent eyes of the ghost, leaving only strong fear and resentment.
One punch down, the peach blossoms on the face are gone. After all, ghosts don't have blood, but the whole head was torn apart by Chen Xiyi's punch, and all kinds of messy juices, flesh and blood were splashed everywhere.
"Well, you bastard, you dare to splash my brains all over, you are dead." As he spoke, Chen Xiyi stuffed most of the ghost's body into the boiling Lantern Festival pot.
The boiling black soup kept pouring out, and Chen Xiyi relied on his brute strength to forcefully stuff the huge body of the ghost into the small pot.
I heard the sound of cracking bones and crushing in this quiet street, and everyone who heard the sound was trembling and did not dare to pant.
Well, the movement just now was someone looking at it. For example, the shopkeeper of the inn, when he saw Chen Xiyi making things difficult for the ghost, he was still secretly happy, but after Chen Xiyi's behavior, the original secret joy completely faded away.
Surely being so cruel, he wouldn't just stuff him into the pot on a whim.
Chen Xiyi glanced at it, and his energy points had arrived, which meant that the ghost was dead.
Not much, only 20 points, much less than the old house before.
‘30 energy points, just enough to fill up another set of martial arts, that’s where to find martial arts.’
For Chen Xiyi, energy points are not a problem, the problem is that there is no martial arts to point.
In this city, not only ghosts for Lantern Festival are sold, but there are also many ghosts haunting them. If you really want to save them, it’s not a big problem.
But if there is no martial arts, it is useless to save it. He said it was a point-adding device, but in fact it was directly built, but it did not have the function of fusion or evolution of martial arts. rise in the shortest possible time.
After dealing with the Lantern Festival ghost, Chen Xiyi slowly returned to the inn.
The shopkeeper Qiang pulled a smile and greeted him: "Strong man, you sit down first, the food and drink will have to wait for a while, please take this little thing away."
As he spoke, he handed out a few bank notes to Chen Xiyi.
"How embarrassing, I won't allow it next time." Chen Xiyi took the bank note casually and stuffed it into his arms casually.
"Since you said that the food and drink will have to wait a little longer, then where are there any ghosts around here? Let me tell you and I will deal with it." Chen Xiyi felt that he could not sit still and wait for death, he had to act.
Since I don’t have martial arts, let’s save some energy first.
"I don't know about this either. After all, ghosts are mysterious. Why don't I introduce inspections for the strong men later? They should know more about ghosts."
Just now when the other party killed the ghost selling Lantern Festival, he had already asked a waiter from the inn to report to the Fuya through the back door of the inn. He should be back soon. The Fuya is not far from him, but he is worried that the Fuya If there is no one there, it will be difficult.
"Inspection? People from the government, it doesn't matter, it's easy to do things with people." Chen Xiyi nodded. He is not a member of the Jianghu, and he does not reject people from the government.
However, this world doesn’t seem to have Jiang Hu, and there are no sects, sects and other forces. At most, there are gangs similar to the Black Society and martial arts schools that open and teach apprentices.
So the biggest sources of instability are gangs and martial arts. If the government is strong, these unstable forces will be forced to stabilize like this city. Evenly matched.
But in any case, the imperial government is the biggest force on the surface. Even the Jiusheng Martial Arts Academy did not dare to go beyond it.
(end of this chapter)