Chaimu New Home.

He was lying on the sofa imitated by Meat Ball, holding a boxing book specially drawn for himself by Old Man Chen in his arms.

I saw seven big characters written neatly on the boxing manual.

"Eighth Radio Gymnastics"

Um……

Old Man Chen's poems and songs are very good, his calligraphy is also very good, and even his paintings are particularly expressive.

Every move on the boxing chart, many details were redrawn with small squares on the side, and notes were written in small characters.

It feels more like reading a comic book.

But the problem is...

"The name of this trick is too hardcore!!"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the names of the moves on the boxing manual, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

The first move was to raise both fists and was named, Qiang Guo.

The second move: Obviously specializing in the bottom lane, I caught it with my backhand and was named, Aimin?

The third move......

The whole set of boxing techniques actually only has eight moves.

What should I do after finishing the eight moves?

In the words of Old Man Chen, just do another set of attacks in an infinite loop until you are beaten to death.

If old man Chen hadn't demonstrated it himself, Ding Xiaoyi would have doubted whether this old guy was deceiving him.

Putting down the boxing manual, Ding Xiaoyi moved a few times and tried to practice each punch and move according to the method on the boxing manual.

In his mind, he recalled Old Man Chen's stance.

Although the moves are a bit stupid, when you try it yourself, it is as written in the boxing manual.

When you awaken your spiritual energy, you can clearly feel a weak air current forming around you when you swing your fist.

As his fist danced faster, the airflow began to solidify around him.

When he poured all his spiritual energy into his fist, blue light emerged from his body.

Every time he swung his fists, it was as if the surrounding air was squeezed into an indestructible wall.

As he waved his fist, he crushed forward.

Once one set is finished, the next set will follow.

Although the boxing technique is simple, it is better than easy to learn. In fact, if someone is smarter, he can probably understand it.

But the core of this boxing technique is not the moves, but the spiritual power.

The stronger the psychic energy, the more powerful this boxing technique can be.

But the most important thing is the recycling of spiritual energy, which is the true essence of this boxing technique.

It is also the essence of Old Man Chen’s original creation.

It seems that this old guy cares about recycling the released spiritual energy in all his moves.

This may also be because Old Man Chen and his colleagues experienced all kinds of struggles and chaos in their time.

Often in a battle, both sides are equally powerful, and they fight to the end to see who has more psychic energy.

"Huh, stupid way!"

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Looking back, I saw the old man sitting on the stone outside the fence holding a cigarette pole and looking at him.

Seeing that the carbonized tobacco in the cigarette rod is emitting smoke, it must have been a long time ago.

"Hehe! Of course this won't catch your eye, why don't you give me some pointers!"

Ding Xiaoyi was not angry at all when his boxing technique was called stupid, but instead approached him with a smile.

Seeing this, the old man spit out a wisp of smoke, pointed at Ding Xiaoyi and said: "You know how to hit a snake with a stick, first tell me what you call me for!"

He came here today precisely because he heard Ding Xiaoyi calling him "Acacia Snail".

But looking at the boy's appearance, it seemed that he was no longer concerned about whether to save people or not.

Ding Xiaoyi grinned and pointed at the big stone in the yard.

"You want this stone, I'll give it to you, but I have to change the conditions I agreed on before!"

"Change it?"

Looking at the sly smile on this brat's face in front of him, the old man was a little unsure for a moment, so he nodded and motioned for him to continue.

He pointed to the messy yard at his feet: "Look, my place is in a mess every day, and this idiot Datou can't clean it up. He always feels that he is missing some servant."

"What?? You want me to be your servant!!"

The old man's face turned dark when he heard this. How dare anyone in this land of the netherworld dare to use himself as a servant?

"No, no, no, you misunderstood."

Seeing that the old man had misunderstood what he meant, he quickly explained.

I was afraid that if I took a step late at night and offended the old man, I might not be able to reap the benefits.

"I mean, I've found a guy, but he's dying, and I want to pull his soul over and make me a housekeeper."

I came up with this idea when I came down from Qingmang Mountain today.

What treasures are there? If you are facing the underworld, there are many opportunities to salvage more treasures.

But there is only one old man, Chen.

Especially in order to teach himself boxing skills, this old guy spent a lot of effort.

After taking two sips of spiritual energy essence, I finally regained my breath.

If it weren't for him, I believe that Old Man Chen would have been able to live a little longer.

But now it seems that if Old Man Chen continues like this, he may not survive until the end of this month.

I couldn't save him, and I couldn't save him, which was against Old Man Chen's wishes.

After all, no matter how much you try to stop a person who wants to die, it will be of no use.

What's more, Old Man Chen is burdened with great hatred and wants to take revenge. How can he stop him?

But what Old Man Chen said today made me suddenly think of an idea.

"We Xia people often say that after death, people will go to the underworld and judge their life's merits and demerits in front of the King of Hell.

Hehe, I don’t know if I will have too much merit or too much when the time comes.”

This was originally a sigh from Old Man Chen, but it suddenly provided him with a new idea.

What is the Netherworld?

Huang Quan?

Where is the underworld? Isn’t it your own home?

Since you are going to the underworld, why not come to your own home and be a housekeeper for yourself?

If Old Man Chen becomes his housekeeper, his future food... Bah, wouldn't he be able to learn more unique skills in the future?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lick his lips. Well, the roasted whole lamb he had for dinner tasted good.

Uh-huh, I got distracted.

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and looked at the old man in front of him, waiting for his answer.

After thinking about it for a while, the bad old man felt a little confused and said, "Yes, but let's agree first that I can help you, but you have to do it yourself."

After the old man finished speaking, he took out a small box from the bamboo basket behind his back.

"When he dies, you can open the box and recite his name silently, and your soul will be trapped in the box. Then you can come back with the box."

After saying that, he gave Ding Xiaoyi another promised [Thousand Fireflies Grass].

After telling him how to use it, Old Man Zao waved his hand and saw that the big stone seemed to be pulled by something and fell directly into the bamboo building.

"If you are willing to give up, you will gain something. Just do it for yourself!"

The old man accepted the stone, said something meaningful to Ding Xiaoyi, and stood up to leave.

"Hey~ wait a minute." Seeing that this bad old man was about to run away again, Ding Xiaoyi quickly called him to stop him.

He took the boxing manual and stood in front of the fence, saying: "What you said, give me some pointers. Don't keep your words."

Hearing what Ding Xiaoyi said, the old man lost his temper.

I just said it casually, and this brat caught me talking.
To be continued...