Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

"Oh, how do I get to the Black Tiger Martial Arts School, boss?"

"Just keep walking along this street until it ends, then turn east... You'll see a stone tiger at the entrance; that's where you've arrived."

"Okay, thank you."

After taking the measurements, the shopkeeper told Lin Feng to come and pick up the clothes the day after tomorrow.

Leave the tailor shop.

Following the shopkeeper's directions, we walked for about half an hour before finally seeing a martial arts school.

Although I can't read, I do recognize the huge tiger at the entrance.

Two disciples dressed in training clothes were standing at the entrance.

Mighty and extraordinary.

"Is this the Black Tiger Martial Arts School?"

"That's right, are you looking to hire bodyguards? Or learn martial arts?"

Lin Feng: "Studied martial arts"

"Come with me"

The disciple on duty on the left led Lin Feng through a side door.

After passing through a round archway, a bright and open space suddenly appeared before me.

A spacious training ground paved with bluestone slabs came into view.

More than thirty disciples were practicing martial arts with focused concentration. They stood in a horse stance and threw punches like the wind. Their movements were uniform and their shouts were deafening.

On either side of the field stood wooden weapon racks, with swords, spears, halberds, and other weapons neatly arranged on them, their blades flashing coldly in the sunlight.

"Wait here."

After saying this, the disciple on duty quickly walked towards the side room directly opposite.

A moment later, he reappeared at the door and waved to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stepped into the hall and looked up to see a person sitting in the center of the chair.

This man was about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his face was rather thin. He had a goatee under his chin, and his eyes were as bright as an eagle's.

The imposing aura emanating from him was that of Jiang Hu, the master of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School.

There was a man and a woman standing behind them. The man was not tall, about 165 cm, about the same height as the woman.

The woman had delicate and beautiful features, especially her large and bright almond-shaped eyes. She wore a blue fitted outfit and had a curvaceous figure with a prominent bust and buttocks.

He was both dashing and flamboyant. Lin Feng only glanced at him before looking away, since they weren't familiar with each other.

Jiang Hu put down his teacup and looked up at Lin Feng.

His gaze, sharp as a blade, pierced straight at Lin Feng, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

Lin Feng felt a chill run through his entire body.

"My name is Lin Feng, and I've come here to learn martial arts."

Jiang Hu got up and walked to Lin Feng's side, pinching Lin Feng's arm.

"Huh, his physical constitution is so strong even though he has never practiced martial arts."

Moreover, your blood and energy are very strong; you're quite a promising talent.

"It's a pity he's a bit too old. If he hasn't broken through to the fourth stage of Body Refinement by the age of thirty, he'll be useless. But he can still be considered a good prospect."

Lin Feng: ....

Jiang Hu then asked again, "Do you understand the rules of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School?"

Lin Feng: "I've heard a little about it."

Whether you understand or not, I'll say it again.

All disciples who join my Black Tiger Martial Arts School must train at the charity hall for three months and serve as miscellaneous disciples for three months.

If you haven't mastered the Black Tiger Stance after three months, you're not suited to learn martial arts.

Don't ever consider going down this path again, do you understand?

"Yes, I understand."

The woman behind Jiang Hu looked at Lin Feng with great interest in her beautiful eyes.

Lin Feng's temperament felt very different from the others; he was handsome and tall.

Compared to his fellow apprentices, he's much better looking.

Stand out from the crowd.

And there was a faint minty scent on her body.

His body odor was very different from that of his fellow students.

"Good, Yuan Chun. Take him to the charity hall."

"Father, let me take Lin Feng to the charity hall."

Jiang Hu glared at the woman: "Women are said to have heavy yin energy, what are you doing at the charity hall?"

At this moment, Yuan Chun, standing behind Jiang Hu, said respectfully to Jiang Hu, "Master, I will take him to the charity hall now."

"Okay, go ahead."

After leaving the room, Yuan Chun said, "Junior Brother, you are a promising newcomer favored by Master. Perhaps you will surpass me soon."

"Senior brother, you flatter me."

"Let's go to the backyard and explain the rules first."

Lin Feng: "Yes"

Next, Yuan Chun led Lin Feng to the back garden.

"Junior Brother Lin Feng, I won't waste any more words."

The tuition fee at our Black Tiger Martial Arts School is 10 taels of silver, plus 3 qian of food expenses per month. However, the charity hall does not require payment of food expenses during the three-month period.

"Yes, senior brother," Lin Feng said tactfully, handing over 10 taels of silver.

Yuan Chun took the money, weighed it in his hand, and said with satisfaction:

"The quantity is fine. I'll take you to the charity hall now so you can get familiar with the environment."

When you arrive at the charity hall, someone will tell you the rules there.

Three months later, once you've made a breakthrough, you can return to the Black Tiger Martial Arts School.

"Okay, senior brother."

After saying this, Yuan Chun left the Black Tiger Martial Arts School without speaking, and led Lin Feng away.

They traveled all the way to a secluded and desolate place in the east of the city, and finally stopped in front of a mansion.

This house stands alone, with no neighbors within a hundred meters.

Yuan Chun pointed to the courtyard and introduced, "This place was originally an old temple, which was later bought by my master and converted into a charity hall."

"I see"

The two entered the charity hall, where rows of coffins were displayed.

However, these coffins are all thin-mouthed, only about one centimeter wide.

There were two carpenters making coffins in the courtyard.

Inside the main hall, rows of coffins were also placed.

This is just like the mortuary in zombie movies.

Good place.

Before Yuan Chun could introduce everyone, a rapid sound of horses' hooves broke through the air, approaching from afar before finally stopping abruptly outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a yamen runner appeared at the door.

Upon seeing Yuan Chun, he immediately said respectfully, "Greetings, Senior Brother Yuan Chun."

"Um"

"Brother Yuan Chun, an inmate has died of illness in prison, and the body is unclaimed. We need the charity's help."

Yuan Chun: "Okay, I understand. I'll send someone over immediately."

"Thank you for your trouble"

The constable clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, then turned and left.

After the constables left, Yuan Chun said, "Sun Dayong."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark-skinned man in his early twenties immediately ran out from the main hall.

"Senior Brother Yuan Chun"

Yuan Chun pointed at Lin Feng and said, "His name is Lin Feng. He's a new disciple, so you'll be taking care of him."

"Yes, Senior Brother Yuan Chun."

"Junior Brother Lin Feng, this is Sun Dayong. He is the head of the charity. Ask him if you don't understand anything in the future."

"Yes, Senior Brother Yuan Chun."

"Dayong, go to the prison, I'm going back now."

By the way, Lin Feng is a newcomer, so you can take him around and help him get acquainted with the environment.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yuan Chun."

After Yuan Chun left, Sun Dayong glanced at Lin Feng expressionlessly.

"Since there are corpses in the prison, you'll come along."

"Yes"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was also very curious about the specific procedures of this charity.

Sun Dayong then said to another slightly overweight handyman disciple, "Zheng Hongwen, bring out the oxcart and load the coffin onto it."

"Alright, Senior Brother Sun"

Ten minutes later, Sun Dayong led Lin Feng and Zheng Hongwen to the prison in Yongguan County.

The prison in Yongguan County is about one kilometer away from the charity hall.

On the road, Zheng Hongwen pulled the oxcart, while Sun Dayong sat on the wooden cart.

Lin Feng followed behind the oxcart.

It was Lin Feng's first time experiencing corpse-pulling, and he was still somewhat curious.