I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 13 The Way to Make Money
On the other side, Song Boyu was working at the grain store as usual. It was not until dinner that he heard a man shouting: "Something big has happened, something big has happened!"

His ears twitched slightly, he put down his pen and listened.

"What happened? Could someone be dead?" a waiter said casually impatiently.

"Your special mother is really a crow's mouth. She is really dead. Three of us are from Changning Street!" Lifu replied loudly.

Before the guy could yell angrily, other people gathered around and said, "Who? Who's dead?"

Lifu laughed loudly and said: "It's those three conscientious bastards from Ma Longxing, and Xue Tianyi, one of the three evils of Ping'an Fang!

It is said that he is a passing knight. Hearing that these people were abused begging, they shot angrily, only listening to the sound of Perak Pong and 咚, and the knights cut the four green skin heads ... "

Na Lifu had some talent as a rapper, and described the stories he heard in an exaggerated and vivid way. Everyone was very interested in the causes of death of the four people, and discussed them enthusiastically. In this atmosphere, dinner was finally served.

In the past, everyone would eat without saying a word, but today because of this incident, eating was much slower. Everyone spoke freely and denounced the evil things these people had done, especially those they had personally experienced.

Most of these Lifu guys were hard-working people who were often bullied and blackmailed by local gangsters. At this time, four people died, and they all said that "the reincarnation of heaven brings unyielding retribution. These people are full of evil and deserve to be punished."

Song Boyu kept his head silent and finished two bowls of rice while everyone was eating slowly. Since yesterday, when his thoughts became clear, his inner and outer thunder resonated, and his inner strength started, he became hungry more easily and had a larger appetite.

While everyone was having a heated discussion, he unknowingly had eaten several large bowls of rice, and added several spoonfuls of lard and cabbage.

Having enough rice and food, Song Boyu immediately got up and left.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he heard someone screaming: "Where is the big bucket of rice? Why is there only the bottom of the cabbage stewed in lard!"

Song Boyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, burped, and walked steadily: "That's great. I ate enough today. It would be great if I could do this every day."

As he walked on the road, the muscles, fascia and bones of his body were trembling regularly, and the "meat worms" under his skin rippled like waves of wheat, rapidly digesting the food in his belly and turning it into traces of life essence.

This makes him like a big heater, and anyone who gets close can feel the sweltering heat of a hot summer day.

Du Xueguo's family, Wu Yang and Ba Ang were looking at the door. When Song Boyu came closer, they felt a sweltering heat.

Ba Ang clasped his fists and said in a voice like thunder: "You are indeed a martial arts prodigy. Seeing your skin move like chicken skin makes me feel like a wave of heat is hitting my face. Could it be that you have already glimpsed the realm of inner strength?"

Wu Yang bowed to Song Boyu and introduced: "Boyu, this is my cousin Baang. He would like to host a banquet for you at Cuiyu Tower tomorrow and ask you some martial arts questions."

Song Boyu bowed in return, then changed his mind and said to the two of them: "Let's come in and don't stand at the door."

In the courtyard, Song Boyu asked: "I wonder what Brother Ba wants to ask? Why hold a banquet? If I know something, I will definitely answer it."

Ba Ang cupped his fists and said with a wry smile: "I'm ashamed to say that, that day when I saw my little brother performing martial arts, I thought it was nonsense, but in the blink of an eye you became both strong and soft, and your body was as soft as a snake, which made me ashamed.

I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. At the age of 15, I became a disciple of Xun Xuefeng and was taught "Tiger Shape Strength" and started internal training.

But so far, I am twenty-five years old and still haven’t achieved anything, so I wanted to ask for advice.How about we chat while eating? "

Song Boyu stopped practicing Jingzhuang Gong and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I have already eaten at the food store. But since Brother Ba wants to chat, why not come to my room and let's discuss it."

He thought to himself: If I had known that someone would invite me to dinner today, I wouldn't have eaten so much.

After greeting the two girls Xiuniang and Yingning, the three of them went to the small house where Song Boyu lived and sat on the floor on the straw mat.

Wu Yang looked at the furnishings in the room and couldn't help but praise: "The ancients said: This is a humble room, but I am virtuous and kind. This is what Boyu means."

Song Boyu couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Wu is so complimentary, how can I be called Dexin..."

Several people complimented each other for a while, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Xiu Niang and Ying Ning even brought three glasses of water over, and Wu Yang and Ba Ang praised each other.

After wandering around for a long time, I got to the point.

Song Boyu listened to Ba Ang's words and said deeply:

"Brother Wu may have told you about my situation. I have no spiritual roots, but my spiritual energy enters my body. I am not going to die soon. I hope to practice this "Tong Zi Kung" to prolong my life.

Every day I come up with a lot of strange ideas and take various risks. Maybe God took pity on me and allowed me to pass this test, but looking back, I feel a little lucky.It’s really not too easy for me to teach others…”

Baang saw that Song Boyu wanted to refuse politely, so he took out ten taels of silver from his robe, stuffed it into Song Boyu's hand, and said sincerely: "Brother Boyu, I have been stuck in this level for four or five years, and I just can't get over it. Age The bigger the hope, the slimmer it gets, so how about you help me and give it a try? This is just a little thought, please accept it..."

Song Boyu was a little hesitant. This was not stolen money. The free money could be directly exchanged for a large amount of fresh chicken, duck and meat eggs, which could directly replenish the purest life essence.

If you want to replenish your life essence to the maximum extent, you must cook it immediately to get the best effect, but this requires money.

The special set of moving pile kung fu training methods that I deduced should be effective...

Just when he was hesitating, Baang gritted his teeth, took out another five taels of silver from his bag, and said sincerely: "These 15 taels are considered an advance payment. If you can successfully help me achieve the perfection of hardness and softness, after the success, I will I’ll give you 15 taels!”

Song Boyu no longer hesitated, he directly took the 15 taels of silver in his hand, held Ba Ang's hand and said: "Brother Ba, since you trust me so much, let's give it a try. If it doesn't work, all these 15 taels will be lost." Return it to you."

Ba Ang said quickly: "It's impossible. If this happens, who will I become! I am voluntary, how can this be the case? I just hope Brother Boyu will tell me all his feelings, and I promise not to tell anyone else."

Song Boyu nodded and said to Wu Yang: "Brother Wu, close the door. Since Brother Ba asked me to help him, I can only feel the bones to understand first, otherwise it will be difficult to come up with a suitable solution."

Ba Ang was stunned for a while, then hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes. It's time to touch the bones, I'm a little embarrassed, hehe..."

A quarter of an hour later, Ba Ang and Wu Yang dressed up and left. When they left, Ba Ang said loudly: "In five days, remember to go to Cuiyu Tower to get together. There is a special martial arts meal there, and they are all slaughtered on the spot. The best ingredients are not only addictive, but can also breed a lot of life essence!"

Song Boyu sent the two of them away with a smile, thinking to himself: If it can help warriors in similar situations achieve the perfection of strength and softness, it should be a safe and visible way to make money. However, good customers like Ba Ang may not be easy to develop!

(End of this chapter)