suffered a big loss, Zhuang Xiaobai was very unhappy, but he didn't have a move, so he could only admit it, so he left the black market under the ridicule of everyone.

Back home, Zhuang Xiaobai took a few pearls and prayed silently, but the resentful spirit didn't react at all, and then he knew that he had lost another three hundred taels of silver.

Sitting on the chair decadently, Zhuang Xiaobai's eyes moved to the silver soft armor, stunned, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully, the soft armor was very thin and soft, covered with a layer of dense small burrs, and there was a slight tingling pain when his fingers touched it, and there was a slight feeling of paralysis.

The tiger's eyes lit up, Zhuang Xiaobai was interested, if he fought with someone, the enemy punched the soft armor, although it could not cause great damage, but it instantly paralyzed the enemy, but it could make himself defend and attack, and win the first opportunity.

In order to verify the effect, Zhuang Xiaobai gritted his teeth, closed his tiger eyes, and slapped his palm on the soft armor, and suddenly felt numb all over his body, and the paralysis disappeared after about seven or eight breaths.

Zhuang Xiaobai stabbed the soft armor with a dagger again, which Cheng thought that the soft armor was so fragile, and directly pierced a small hole, only then did he sadly find that there was no defense.

"Damn, I thought I was really getting what I paid for picking up a treasure. ”

Cursing and scolding put the soft armor into the ring, then took out four more scrolls.

Yellow Rank Low-Level Martial Arts: Shadowless Feet

Spreading out a scroll, Zhuang Xiaobai frowned and looked at it, and after a while, he threw it directly to the ground angrily.

"Damn, the hand-copied copy is also professional, it's all his grandmother's typo. ”

After looking at three scrolls in a row, Zhuang Xiaobai was furious, and cultivated martial arts according to the scrolls, at most it was a half-yellow level martial art, but thinking about his father's hand-copied copy of the Split Mountain Fist, he couldn't help but be happy.

There was still the last scroll lying quietly on the table, Zhuang Xiaobai really couldn't arouse any interest, but out of curiosity, he still spread out his eyes.

Yellow Rank Low-level Martial Arts: Tongtian Fist

This scroll is very simple, a little heavy in the hand, the handwriting is neat, there are no typos, gradually, Zhuang Xiaobai is silent...

The tip of his eyebrows was raised slightly, and Zhuang Xiaobai muttered to himself: "This manuscript is quite realistic, and it can be regarded as a conscience." With that, he stretched and threw the scroll on the table.

The next moment, the martial arts fusion scroll beside the table was full of essence, and in the blink of an eye, it devoured the Tongtian Fist scroll.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Zhuang Xiaobai rubbed his eyes, puzzled, could it be that this product was hungry and devoured even fakes, thinking of this, he picked up the other three scrolls and put them on the martial arts fusion scroll, but there was no reaction.

Zhuang Xiaobai seemed to have figured out something, hurriedly picked up the martial arts fusion scroll, and looked at it, Hao Ran had an extra horizontal word on the scroll, Yellow Order Low-level Martial Arts: Tongtian Fist (Boxing Method)!

"Dwelling... It's true!"

If you can't figure it out now, Zhuang Xiaobai is really a fool, recalling the words of the gray-robed ghost-faced man when he left: Young man, buying it in his hand is a blessing, and he suddenly realized, he never expected that he would buy the real thing by mistake, and then he was stupid and fed to the fusion scroll.

Zhuang Xiaobai regretted this in his heart, he knew it was true, how good it was to learn how good it was to fuse his hands first, it was really a violent thing!

"Little White"

At this time, Wu Chi's voice came from outside the door, Zhuang Xiaobai shuddered, hurriedly put away all the scrolls, and then sat on the chair as if nothing happened.

Now Zhuang Xiaobai is most afraid of seeing Wu Chi, as long as he comes, he will ask for money when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, and in just half a month, he will forcibly deduct more than 1,000 taels of silver.

"Second brother, what wind has blown you here, please take a seat. ”

Zhuang Xiaobai smiled all over his face.

"Mom, I can't block you for days, what do you mean, you want to avoid me?"

As soon as Wu Chi sat down, he couldn't help but take off his shoes and stretched out his fingers to clasp his feet.

"Hide from Mao, I've been running around for the past few days to open a martial arts gym, how can I have time to stay at home. ”

Zhuang Xiaobai pursed his lips, looking like he was very busy.

With a cold snort, Wu Chi said with displeasure on his face: "You can be busy, but the vegetable market and his grandmother's are not raised by his stepmother, so you can't even ignore it, right? ”

Zhuang Xiaobai's face was black, and he said in a deep voice: "Second brother, others can make money by collecting it, but let's put money in it, according to such expenses, it is okay not to collect the protection fee of the vegetable market." ”

Saying this, Wu Chi was speechless, stunned for a long time, smiled, and said in a soft tone: "This month is indeed extravagant and wasteful, I will save some in the future, you can give me five hundred taels of silver to deal with it temporarily?"

"What do you want to do with four hundred taels, I will have three hundred taels on me, why don't I get you two hundred taels first, you will give me the remaining one hundred taels when you are done, and then you can help me buy ten catties of ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and other supplements, the little ones are still very weak and need to make up for it!"

"Poof"

Wu Chi was drinking tea, and when he heard this, he almost choked to death, opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he didn't understand the account for a long time.

Handing five hundred taels of silver to Wu Chi, Zhuang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Do it as I want, the sooner the better, I'll use it in a hurry." ”

"I'd better figure it out myself!"

Wu Chi put on his shoes, didn't look back, and disappeared with a puff of smoke.

......

in the compound.

Zhuang Shen swept over the disciples with a relieved expression on his face.

The little rat shuttled back and forth from the crowd with a small whip, and the small eyes like mung beans watched them eat, and the disciple who ate a little slowly, he immediately rushed up and killed him.

Zhuang Xiaobai hummed a little song, walked up to the little mouse, and patted his shoulder vigorously to show his appreciation.

"If you eat like this, it won't take a few days to get fat and strong, not bad, not bad!"

Brushing his beard, Zhuang's deep eyebrows welled up with joy.

"They are good seedlings carefully selected by me, all of them are tall, all of them are hateful, you look at them, how handsome they are black!"

Zhuang Xiaobai is beautiful, the more I look at the juniors and disciples, the more I like it.

After pondering for a moment, Zhuang said in a deep and faint voice: "I have thought about it carefully, since the Zhuang Family Martial Arts Hall has closed down, we can't use this name in the future, it is better to change the name to the Chongtou Martial Arts Hall, which means starting over, what do you think?"

With black lines on his face, Zhuang Xiaobai grinned and said: "What a broken name, it's too ugly, we live in Tianyan Street, then it's called Tianyan Martial Arts Hall!"

Zhuang Shenshen felt that this name was also good, so he nodded and agreed.

"There are three martial arts scrolls here, my father has time to figure it out, take their essence, martial arts, and more fresh martial arts are also very eye-catching. ”

The three martial arts scrolls were like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to abandon them, so Zhuang Xiaobai threw them directly to his father.

Zhuang Shen Shen has rich experience, and when he opened it, he could see that it was a hand-copied copy, which was similar to his hand-copied copy of the Split Mountain Fist.

"Heh, it's all flower fists and embroidered legs, and the slightest essence move is not recorded, at best, it can scare and scare people. ”

Zhuang Shen Shen smiled as he looked at it.

"Twenty taels of silver to buy the rags, and expect it to do, I have thought about it, I have time to buy hundreds of blank scrolls, copy them according to the gourd painting, and then take them outside to sell, ten taels of silver each, hehe, quasi-insurance crazy robbery!"

Zhuang Xiaobai had a small abacus in his heart, and when the time came, let the little juniors and disciples take turns to go to the vegetable market to set up stalls to sell martial arts scrolls, at least it can reduce a lot of burden.

"Bunny, you are becoming more and more like the virtues of my youth. ”

"What virtue?"

"Cheating!"

Zhuang Shen scolded with a deep smile, but he recognized his son's idea in his heart, although the hand-copied copy could not reach the level of the Yellow Rank martial arts, but ordinary people could also defend themselves and keep fit.