Chapter 10: The Martial Arts Hall
Seeing Wei Shuo's faces turn from blue to white, Natsu and the others were also curious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Although it was true that Wei Shuo and the three of them were all demon masters through mobile phone software, Naz and the others still had a lot of puzzles, "We're really curious, how did you cooperate with the demons?" ā
"According to what you said, we all belong to the guided mode of warfare." Wei Shuo turned his gaze to Xiahou, after all, only Xiahou was the more normal demon master among them. Wei Shuo pointed at Wangcai again and said to Natsu and the others: "This is his demon, this kid's method of controlling demons is more peculiar, he treats Wangcai as a battery, and he can extract it from him when he has no power." ā
The three Natsu were shocked at first, they had never heard of this kind of cooperation. Natsu humbly asked, "Mr. Xiahou, your method can be described as a breakthrough in the Demon Master Realm, how did you do it?" ā
Xia Hou squinted his eyes and scratched the back of his head and laughed: "How can there be, I just have an idea, and I haven't tried it yet." ā
Haven't tried it yet? The three of Natsu had black lines on their heads, and they all looked at Wei Shuo with unkind eyes. Wei Shuo slapped himself in his heart, blaming himself for accepting this information too early, preconceived, and actually forgetting Xiahou's temperament.
Natsu nodded slightly in embarrassment and said: "It's not impossible to guide the type, most demon masters will do this on weekdays, but the disadvantage of this is that the time between giving orders and receiving orders to react is too long, which is very disadvantageous in the rapidly changing battle situation." Moreover, the demon's inability to report information is also very fatal? ā
Hearing this, Wei Shuo immediately said proudly: "Wangcai, let them have a long experience." ā
Wangcai pouted and said, "Hello." ā
Wei Shuo smiled: "See, there is no problem with communication." ā
"Ahh He can talk! ā
"Huh? Is there a problem with being able to speak? ā
Natsu and the others looked at Wangcai like a monster, and finally shook their heads and said: "After all, the demon in the battle is the main body of perception, so the feedback time is still too long." We demon masters must connect with the demon's mind in order to empathize. Natsu continued, "Even if we are puppets, our consciousness needs to inherit the demon's fighting instincts. Wei Shuo and the others were silent.
Everyone walked and chatted, and in the blink of an eye, evening came.
Natsu pointed ahead and said, "There's a martial arts hall in front, let's go sit somewhere." ā
"What are we going to do in the martial arts hall?" Wei Shuo was surprised.
Xia Hou became excited, "The martial arts hall is good, I just want to see it." ā
Although Ling Tian was not good at talking, and everyone rarely heard him speak, Wei Shuo could clearly see that when he heard the word martial arts hall raise his eyebrows, he seemed to be ready to move. Wei Shuo secretly screamed, and hurriedly said, "Let's find a place to eat." ā
Natsu shook her head and said, "You'll know when you get there." Wei Shuo sighed secretly, is it a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that can't be avoided.
In the distance, a castle-like building appeared in everyone's field of vision, and a large flag floated on the high flagpole, on which were written two big characters: Wu! Museum!
When he arrived at the gate, Wei Shuo sighed overjoyed: "Good, very good!" It's really a martial arts hall, haha. "A plaque hangs on the beam of the gate-like doorway, and two vertical plaques on either side of the door form a couplet. The upper link is: "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers." The next link is: "Who knows that Chinese food on the plate is hard work." The plaque is in large letters: "Wu Erlang Wild Meat Museum." At this time, everyone understood that this is a hotel, referred to as a martial arts hall.
Wei Shuo suddenly thought of something, and his expression couldn't help but blurt out and scold: "Wu Dalang's donkey meat fire won't be a chain store with him." We're smashing it over there. ā
"It is estimated that it is a fox and a fake tiger, just boasting of a backer out of thin air." Xiao Yu comforted.
The demons wandered around, and everyone stepped into the martial arts hall. A young girl in a cloth robe came up and asked, "How many gentlemen?" ā
Natsu pulled out a gold card and handed it over. As soon as the girl saw Jinka, her face immediately became very respectful, and she said softly: "The room you booked is upstairs, please come with the slave." ā
Everyone followed, and Wei Shuo teased: "Beauty, why are you dressed like a stick." ā
The girl replied respectfully: "We are in the style of the Song Dynasty. ā
Wei Shuo also smiled: "If you do this, aren't you afraid that they will say that our Song Dynasty emperor is their ancestor?" ā
At the same time, there were contemptuous looks from everyone, "You joke is so cold." ā
Wei Shuo argued, "You know what a cold joke is! ā
Natsu said, "There was a man who froze to death because his name was Si Le. ā
Suddenly, a chill hit everyone's spine, and the joke was really cold. Unexpectedly, Xia Hou suddenly burst out laughing. Wei Shuo said angrily: "You have a problem with your brain!" Can such a cold joke be entertained? ā
Xia Hou stroked his palms and smiled: "The joke you just said is so funny. ā
Wei Shuo had a black line, "Which one?" The emperor's sentence? ā
Xiahou: "No, you said she is like a stick, she is so thin, she is indeed very similar." Everyone was speechless for a while, and Wei Shuo sighed, his small chest was really discriminated against.
Everyone came to the private room, and at a glance it was deep and spacious. The inner door opened, and there was an open-air balcony. Standing on the balcony, Wei Shuo sighed, sure enough, it was a castle-like building. An open field below the crowd led to the zenith, surrounded by walls, but made up of rooms. There is a faint smell of the Roman gladiatorial arena. Wei Shuo asked puzzledly: "What a magnificent square, do people here also dance square dances?" ā
Natsu's face sank, and he said disdainfully: "Is this a gladiatorial arena, you dirt bun." ā
Everyone ate, and after a while, the sound of the trumpet was heard outside the window, "Gentlemen, ladies." Welcome to the Takejiro Wild Meat Museum, the first game dish prepared for you today is, bison! Below, introduce the protagonist of this slaughter! With the host's voice, a burst of cheers came from the four circles of the room.
Wei Shuo asked puzzledly, "What's the situation with this store?" ā
"That's the specialty of this restaurant, where game is slaughtered in front of diners, firstly to prove the freshness and authenticity of the ingredients, and secondly, to provide diners with a good show of excitement," Naz said. ā
Wei Shuo said disdainfully: "What's so good about killing a cow, it's interesting to slay a dragon." ā
Natsu said even more disdainfully: "Do you think it's tied up and slaughtered?" No, most of these beasts are caught in the wild, and they are kept in captivity for a while, and when they find an opportunity, as they do today, they will be duel with a dead man and kill them in front of everyone. ā
"Sounds good, but it's not much to see today. If you perform a fist fight against a tiger, you will tear the ghost apart...... Well, that's the kind of thing that's pretty. ā
Natsu smiled contemptuously and said, "You don't understand this, a strong bison has no less attack power than an adult tiger." In the steppe, even lions have to be in groups to dare to capture him. ā
Hearing this, Wei Shuo nodded in awe and stopped making a sound. Everyone gathered on the balcony, but fortunately, the balcony was spacious and there were seats, so there was no problem for several people to sit down. Wei Shuose looked at the little Lori Dongdong with squinting eyes, and said in a strange tone: "Little sister Dongdong, do you want to sit on my brother's lap and watch the game?" ā
Dong Dong glared at Wei Shuo when he heard this, hurriedly hid behind Xia Hou, and secretly glanced sideways at Wei Shuo, and saw that Wei Shuo was still looking at himself with a smile and immediately hid.
Unexpectedly, Xia Hou said to Dong Dong: "Wei Shuo is reasonable, you are small, I am afraid you can't see it when you sit on a chair, it should be better to sit on his lap." ā
Wei Shuo was so grateful when he heard this, this brother is interesting! The thought that he could play with a beautiful little Lori in the palm of his hand, Wei Shuo felt inexplicably excited. He's the favorite Lori-type girl in his life.ć Wei Shuo secretly decided that he must thank Xia Hou and go back to buy him two more dogs to accompany him.
Hearing Xia Hou's words, Dong Dong frowned, but her eyes rolled, and she immediately smiled and said, "He's too short and so thin, I can't see him when I sit there, so it's better to sit here with you." ā
Xiahou thought for a moment and said, "You're right, come, I'll hold you." Dong Dong nodded happily, happily jumped on Xia Hou's lap, glanced at Wei Shuo and twisted his head to the side to ignore him.
Wei Shuo scolded secretly, Xiahou! You're too unprincipled, aren't you? He was just about to have a seizure, when the voice of the radio sounded again, "The first to appear is our hero, the outstanding matador - Charlie One Night Pudhuansky!" With the cheers of the people around him, a man dressed as a western cowboy came out and shouted in pure Mandarin: "Dear audience friends, I want to kill you!" ā
The host introduced: "Mr. Charlie Park Dehuan Yiyi is a Chinese-Japanese-American-Korean mixed-race (Wei Shuo: Do you know how to count!). Since he was a child, he has lived in the United States, influenced by the traditional education of the East, and has a great respect for traditional Chinese etiquette, even to the point where he must give courtesy to others. Another round of applause. Although he bent over and suffered from kidney deficiency and other diseases, he still won a title because of 'every person must give up' - Feng Gong! Another tsunami-like round of applause.
Wei Shuo had a black line, turned his head and said: "Everyone won't all come to see this commentary, it seems that this funny B is more interesting than the feature film." ā
After introducing Mr. Feng Gong, the narrator continued: "Our male protagonist has appeared, and our female protagonist is introduced below. ā
Hearing the heroine, Wei Shuo's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "What, there is still a husband and wife field in bullfighting?" ā
Xiao Yu couldn't bear Wei Shuo's nagging, and said sharply: "Can you keep your mouth shut for a while!" ā
The boss's order was still very good, Wei Shuo immediately contained it, and watched the show without squinting. On the field, the commentator's eyebrows flew and his saliva flew, "Today, our heroine is a heavy beauty who weighs more than a ton. ā
Wei Shuo turned his head and smiled: "This man has ...... tastes" But what he saw was that everyone ignored him, and the rest of the sentence was also held back, and he turned back and continued to watch.
The narrator waved his hand and pointed to the porch opposite the male protagonist. The floodgates opened, and two staff members pushed out a huge iron cage. Inside the cage, a restless bison was spinning in place, occasionally teasing the iron fence with its horns. The narrator continues: "Before the big fight, take up a few minutes of the audience's time to tell their love story. ā