It was night, the stars were like beads and the moon was like a plate.

Chen Hao was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep. The events he had experienced some time ago were so bizarre that he could see countless illusions circling in his mind as soon as he closed his eyes, always awakening, sweating in a cold head, and finally he simply supported the back of his head and looked at the sky in a daze.

A small corner broke into the roof, and a bright moonlight came in from outside, bringing hazy light to the dark room. He raised his left hand to look at the string of Buddhist beads of mysterious origin, and thousands of thoughts poured into his heart.

I rubbed the mottled patterns on my head with my hands, and somehow my heart suddenly became much quieter. The seemingly wooden Buddhist beads were like precious jade at this time, with a hint of coolness coming from it.

This cool feeling spread throughout the body from the left hand through the meridians. Chen Hao felt a sudden thrill. A door in his body opened. He had a sense that the dantian in his lower abdomen that had not been used for decades had been activated. It was like another powerful heart, beating vigorously, becoming the source of the mysterious power in his body.

A slight swelling and pain came, which was caused by the slow expansion of the tiny meridians. Along with it, there was also a deep feeling of fatigue that made him fall asleep soon.

Chen Hao woke up from the sound of roosters crowing one after another. When he woke up, he felt wet and uncomfortable. When he looked down, he found that his whole body was covered with a layer of dark mud, which was stinking. He washed his essence and marrow. These words flashed in his heart. He was immediately happy and tiptoed to the stream to wash it for a while before he recovered.

At this time, the sun had just burst out, and the world was red like fire. He immediately felt that his body was much lighter than before. He clenched his fists, but it was more powerful than before. He felt that even without using the "black iron transformation", he could easily exert hundreds of kilograms of force. It was a complete change.

In his previous life, he learned a set of military fists from a retired special forces soldier. He was not very proficient and felt like he was full of fancy fighting. At this time, he punched him out with a whirring sound of wind.

With a sense of interest, he immediately used a set of boxing techniques and felt a heat all over his body. A force was about to burst out on his fist. He hit a green pine tree next to the stream. With a "bang", the trunk of the tree as thick as a bowl was broken by a punch, and the wood chips splashed. He was still shocked and was also inexplicably excited.

However, I was even more edible at breakfast. I turned the old man's bottom and got half full. I was so angry that the old man cursed again.

After staying like this for a few days, it was finally time to go to the market. Before dawn, the old man called him up and carried a few bamboo baskets to drive the mountain road.

The thin ridges wind like a long snake, just as wide as a foot. The old man naturally knew how to walk for decades, but Chen Hao actually walked steadily, which surprised him a lot. However, Chen Hao was also secretly sighing that if he had been transformed yesterday, he would never have walked so easily.

"Qingjia Town" is the market place for all villages within a radius of hundreds of miles nearby. Chen Hao and the others felt that it was genius and he came early. Unexpectedly, when he went in, he had already set up many stalls in scattered places. Most of these stall owners were placed in their former fixed locations to avoid unnecessary disputes.

The old man had already greeted a few familiar people, picked up the bamboo basket to a corner, moved a small bamboo stool and made it. I don’t know if it was Chen Hao who helped me take care of it or something, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and started to get back to his senses.

In contrast, Chen Hao was novel about everything in the entire market. Compared with the modern large shopping supermarket, wearing hans and walking in such markets, listening to the elongated hawking sounds, it has a unique flavor.

As the sky gradually became brighter, there were more and more pedestrians on the street, and all kinds of noise came from their ears. The crowded people were shoulder to shoulder, and the air was filled with a faint fishy smell of sweat.

The old man's bamboo basket was very popular and was sold out before noon. Chen Hao was worried that his craft would be criticized, but he was relieved to see that no one pointed it out.

The two of them ate a few bowls of noodles in an inn, but the old man stammered at the dinner table and said he saw that Chen Hao was quite tall and had a martial arts school in the town, so he wanted to introduce him to work.

Chen Hao suddenly realized that the old man was driving him away. It seemed that his unusual appetite for the past few days scared him. However, he had no complaints about it, but he was very grateful to the old man. Is the martial arts school? Perhaps it is more suitable for him, he murmured to himself, but the punch he punched the pine tree in his mind.

After all, I am unwilling to be dull!

After thinking about it, he felt that the old man had been doing well in the past few days, so he advised him to move out of Qinglang Mountain as soon as possible to avoid being poisoned by the wolf demon. Unexpectedly, the latter seemed to have eaten the beating and was unwilling to leave the ancestral home he mentioned. Thinking of the great benefits he had received these days, he secretly made up his mind that he would repay the favor from others and must find a way to help him solve this hidden danger.

The old man bought some outfits for him on the street and put them in a bag, so he took him to this "Chengfengwu Pavilion". He saw that he didn't know what he said to the janitor. Soon, a burly man walked out of it, looked here, and shouted, "Uncle Fourth! Come in, tell these bastards that if you come, just let them in, they just don't listen."

The old man waved his hand and said, "No need, the rules in the museum are there, how can it be broken by one person? Although you are also the deputy coach, there are still several levels of pressure on the top."

"Okay, Uncle Fourth, what you said is right. I won't argue with you." The man bent over and smiled, looking very respectful. Then he looked at Chen Hao, but frowned: "You introduced this kid. He is so arrogant and has a sloppy lower plate. I don't know how much strength he has."

After hearing this, Chen Hao was a little dissatisfied, so he wanted to roll up his sleeves and try to gesture a few moves, but the man waved his hand to stop him and said, "Okay, since it's my fourth uncle who introduced him, there's no need to try it. Come here, I'll introduce you to me and tell you."

"My surname is Wu, and I am the one who calls me coach Wu from now on. The one who is practicing with a stone lock is Sun Datou. Just call him Datou. The one who is punching in the corner is Zhang Tie, the other one is Li Yun, and the other one who is wearing a seven-section lock whip on his arm is Wang Ye..."

After coach Wu introduced everyone, he paused for the last time. After looking at the old man's face, he said, "The rules in the museum are that newcomers have to go to the kitchen to do odd jobs for a year. Since you were introduced by the fourth uncle, then let's go and find the kitchen manager Yue Da, and you will go to work today."

"Is it a chore?" Chen Hao frowned and wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of something and said blankly: "Is it enough for food here?"

Teacher Wu was amused when he heard this, thinking that he was a fool, but said, "Of course I have enough, I still have five big money to spend in a month."

Chen Hao frowned. Seeing the other party's proud look, he knew that there must be something tricky here. He didn't know the shopping level in this world, but he also sold bamboo baskets with the old man. He knew that the five big money was really not much, and he couldn't buy two tangories of bamboo baskets. It turned out to be his monthly monthly money, but he didn't care. He thought he could just keep food, otherwise he would not be able to support himself.

The old man here knew Chen Hao's terrifying appetite. If he continued to eat like this, it would probably be enough to spend fifty dollars a month. However, he did not say it out loud, and was so happy to hand over the trouble to the martial arts hall. He only gave it a few words before going home.

The chief manager Yue of the canteen was a disgusting person, but he did not scold Chen Hao more, but just told him to work harder and not miss everyone's time to eat.

Chen Hao was a little bored at this time. He worked in front of the stove for a long time, but no sparks appeared in the stove. He had to shout Hu Er, who was chopping wood outside. After lit the firewood, he stared at him with a strange look for a long time, which made him very ashamed. He thought that he was once considered a veteran "wild donkey", but at this time he was stumped by a small flint. It seemed that "the world's enlightenment is all about knowledge", and the ancients really didn't bully me.

The sky gradually darkened, and the martial arts canteen was filled with people. Chen Hao brought a wooden barrel about one foot wide to his chest with rice in awe of everyone's surprise. He sneered, contempt, shocked, and numb, and hummed the song comfortably. He didn't go to see Teacher Wu's reaction to this, but he thought it must be very exciting.

Instead of walking far away, he sat on a tall locust tree, picking his teeth while digesting some of the things he had heard from Hu Er today.

Not all warriors were goose heroes, and Chen Hao also vaguely guessed that to become goose heroes, one must go to the big city to pass the certification of a first-level gang. Obviously, no one in Chengfeng Martial Arts Hall can get this stage. No wonder the old man had a relative here, but he never thought that the martial arts hall could get rid of the wolf demon for him.

Chen Hao was considering going to the nearby big city through the Chengfengwu Pavilion and finding a master with great skills to do this, so he was not disappointed with it.

Of course, it would be good to understand the basic cultivation system of the warrior here, after all, he had no idea about it before.

He turned over and jumped off the branches more than two meters high. If someone passed by at this time, he would never believe that he was a rash man who had never practiced martial arts. In fact, the mysterious power flowing in his body was equivalent to the martial arts power cultivated by warriors. He really wanted to start. Not many of the big men in the martial arts hall were his opponents, and this was due to his lack of experience.
Chapter completed!