[Due to the spirit effect, the hooked snake cannot be transformed, please pay attention to the host.] 】

The hook snake is one of the mythical beasts in ancient Chinese myths and legends, with a length of more than 20 meters and a forked tail, the hook snake pulls the animals on the shore into the water to hunt by using the tail hook in the water.

However, Yan Qi really chose a name at random, but he didn't expect him to have something to do with ancient mythology.

"In that case, then I will base it on mythology. ”

Unintentionally, Yan Qi suddenly thought of such a good idea, and couldn't help but smile, after feeling the existence of the hooked snake in his heart, he said to the system: "What about the hooked snake?"

[Due to its size, the system places it in a waterhole of 3,144 meters, and the host can summon it in mind or go there in person.] 】

Yan Qi shook his head, thought about the hook snake's more than twenty-meter-long body running rampant all the way, and instantly felt a little frightened, and muttered: "Forget it, I'll go in person." ”

The waterhole three thousand meters away is not difficult to find, Yan Qi just arrived at the shore and saw the bloody shore, there seemed to be some animal residues, and a shadow under the water was entrenched, which made Yan Qi a little shocked.

As if sensing Yan Qi's arrival, a snake head suddenly sprang out of the water, looked at Yan Qi, and spit out the snake letter.

"Just stay here. ”

Yan Qi nodded, looking at the powerful hooked snake, he felt that his talent was first-class, and then returned to the wooden house, seeing that Mo Wen was cultivating all the time, he instantly felt a little ashamed, and said: "Mo Wen, I will leave here for a while, you take the hooked snake and don't make trouble." ”

Mo Wen said indifferently: "I have a sense of proportion. ”

Yan Qi nodded reassuringly, Mo Wen is very calm, although there are no cases yet, but Yan Qi feels that she is a very good candidate.

Then, Yan Qi stepped out of the Qinling Mountains, transformed into a sloppy beggar, showed his scorched teeth, and looked at the sky: "Now the appearance is the ancestor of ten thousand martial arts... Forget it, this name always reminds people of Lin Dong, or the Lord of Ten Thousand Martial Arts. ”

......

Chang'an City, a busy city filled with hustle and bustle.

Everybody is busy, day after day, without stopping.

Song Linshuai was wearing a suit and bow tie, walking on the busy street with a tired face, he felt extremely tired, both mentally and physically.

Two hours ago, he was an employee of an Internet listed company in Chang'an, but now he is a jobless vagrant.

He was made redundant.

It's simple.

He came to work half an hour early yesterday and happened to see the manager and secretary doing something unspeakable in the office, and then he was fired today.

He is now full of despair about life.

The rental house he lives in now is a single room, with air conditioning and a separate bathroom, and he needs more than 1,800 yuan a month in rent.

Add up the scattered expenses such as water and electricity bills, food expenses, and communication expenses, and the monthly expenses will be at least 4,000 yuan.

As a graduate of an undergraduate university, he earned 6,000 a month, making him one of the wealthier among his classmates.

Now it is said that the manager has already said hello to other companies in Chang'an... Life is full of despair.

If he can't find a job within three months, Song Linshuai can only go back to his hometown in disgrace.

"Huh?"

Song Linshuai, who was about to enter the subway station, suddenly found a sloppy beggar squatting in the corner of the green belt, who seemed to be very pitiful.

On weekdays, Song Linshuai might have ignored it, but now, for some reason, he felt pity, so he stepped forward and said: "I have hands and feet, but I beg here... Don't you know that men should be self-reliant?"

"I have a body of martial arts, but I don't have a love by my side, so it's better to live a chic life and travel thousands of miles like this. ”

The beggar's answer made Song Linshuai take a position, and then laughed back: "Don't you have no parents and family, they want their son Jackie Chan to find a good job, but they don't let you practice yourself like this." ”

After speaking, Song Linshuai took out a fifty yuan from his bag and stuffed it into the beggar's hand quite painfully: "Take this fifty yuan, go and freshen up, find a serious job, it is several times better than begging here!"

After speaking, Song Linshuai turned around and left, wanting to catch the subway.

"Surprisingly, a good guy. ”

The beggar looked at Song Linshuai's figure, smiled, and then shouted loudly: "Sir, wait!"

Song Linshuai turned his head suspiciously, but saw that the beggar's left hand suddenly shot out a white light, he felt dizzy, took a few steps back, and leaned against the wall at the entrance of the subway station, feeling an unbearable headache.

When Song Linshuai was in unbearable pain, he vaguely heard a sentence: ""Nine Split Fist" and "Haoran Heart Method" are given to you, don't let me down." ”

......

"Ah Jin, are you going to drink today?"

On the other side of Chang'an City, several scoundrels gathered, one of them humane.

The man known as Ah Jin smiled: "No, no, no, I'll go back first, you drink, you drink." ”

"That's good. ”

The others didn't say anything, and Ah Jin dispersed here, Ah Jin looked at their figures, sneered disdainfully, and turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, he seemed to have tripped over something, which instantly angered him, and immediately opened his mouth and scolded: "I stepped on a horse...."

Before he finished speaking, Ah Jin suddenly found that it was a briefcase, and when he opened it, he saw that there was nothing else, and there was only a knife technique called "Wind Knife Technique" in it, and there was also a small section of internal strength and heart method attached to it.

The handwriting on it was corrected as if it had been printed, but Ah Jin knew that it was written by hand.

"Wind Knife Technique?"

He muttered, and was about to throw it away, when he suddenly thought of his martial arts dream since childhood, sighed, and held the "Wind Sword Technique" in his arms, while the briefcase was thrown away by him and swaggered home.

This happens in every city in Qinxi Province, or there is a book of martial arts secrets mixed in the newspaper.

Either the old man who picked up the waste found a book of mental methods in the garbage can, and in this Qinxi Province, there were more than 300 martial arts cheats.

......

Aomura Town in Toei Province is one of the few large farms in Toei, and there is a vine that quietly takes root here.

"Where is this, the breath of Cangsheng Mountain seems to have disappeared. ”

The Blood Plant Vine Demon buried its roots deep in the ground, carefully absorbing the water and nutrients of nearby plants, and doubted in his heart.

That terrifying sword aura lingered in front of its eyes, and it was now extremely cautious and did not dare to act rashly.

"It must be the trick of the Cangsheng Sect, so I won't be fooled!"

The Bloodplant Vine Demon pondered cautiously until it spotted a beef cow that had walked through the boundary.

"I don't kill people, I can kill cows, right?"

The Blood Vine Demon thought in his heart, and the vine slowly wrapped around the beef cow.

PS: Thanks to the breeder and the pig for the 100 starting coins tip.

Thank you for the 100 starting coins reward from the previous life.