A master of supernatural powers who started from low martial arts

Chapter 6 Settlement
  Enter the garden.

There is a cave inside, and the area is quite large. In addition to the central courtyard, which is as spacious as a school field, there are also several side courtyards around it.

Lu Yuan saw that in the open space in the atrium, there were men of different ages practicing various acrobatics in a corner, including those who breathed fire, those who walked on stilts, and those whose chests were broken by boulders.

There were also a few pairs of strong men in the sand pit, naked to the waist, fighting with fists and arms, shouting and shouting.

After letting the two gangsters behind him take away the mastiff, Uncle Li turned to Lu Yuan and others and said calmly:
  "From now on, you are all members of my Bo Theater. There are not many rules in the Bo Theater. First, you are not allowed to go out at will without my permission. Second, you must spend twelve points to enter this courtyard. As long as you work hard and perform well enough, you can stand out in this garden."

Lu Yuan suddenly raised his hand.

When the other party nodded in agreement, he asked:
  "I dare to ask Uncle Li, what do you need us people to do?"

Uncle Li smiled happily:
  "Didn't Protector He make it clear to you? Of course, the provocateurs came back to participate in the game after training. The game garden of our Qinglong Gang is one of the best gardens in Fengyang Mansion, and there are many dignitaries who come here to have fun. Guess, if you perform well on stage, you will be favored by noble people and skyrocket."

It's been a long time of fighting and gambling. Are you going to arrange for these people to fight?
  Lu Yuan's heart suddenly shivered.

Although what the other party said was unclear, it seems that the so-called wrestling must not be ordinary wrestling. It is most likely a life-fighting on the stage for the entertainment of the powerful.

The key point is that these people are basically from poor peasant backgrounds and have never learned any martial arts. How can they survive on stage?
  Although the other victims had little knowledge, they cleverly sensed something was wrong and said in confusion:

"Li, Uncle Li, we were all just bankers before. We have never practiced martial arts, and we don't know any moves!"

"Yes, yes, with the way we are, are we afraid that we will be thrown off the stage after just one round?"

Uncle Li said slowly:
  "Starting from tomorrow, someone will naturally teach you the art of fighting, and you will have enough food and drink here, and meat will be provided every day. You are just victims who fled the famine, and now you don't have to worry about a mouthful of food. What else are you dissatisfied with?" ?

Moreover, the Qinglong Gang is not a place for you to bargain. Now that we are here, you can only obey and cannot refuse, otherwise."

He smiled and did not continue talking, but waved:

"Dahu, Erhu, take them down, arrange accommodation, let them take a bath and change all their smelly clothes!"

"Yes, Master."

In the courtyard, two tall, bare-chested and fierce-tempered men came over and said in a rough voice:

"You guys, come with us!"

The victims felt as if they had entered a wolf's den, but they did not dare to resist. They could only follow the two men dejectedly to the west side courtyard.

There were several rooms in the side courtyard. Lu Yuan and more than ten people were divided into two rooms, and they also slept in Datongbu.

The strong man named Dahu laughed and said:
  "Since you are here, just be honest. There are some brothers living in this yard. If any of you dare to run away and get caught and have your legs broken, don't blame me for not warning you in advance."

"In addition, two meals are provided here every day. If you go on stage in the future, you can add another meal. Meal time will be here soon. You all go to the water room to wash up!"

Then, Lu Yuan and others were arranged to carry buckets, and after fetching water from the well in the courtyard, they went to the water room to take a bath.

Two strong men, Big Tiger and Two Tigers, were staring at the door. The victims did not dare to communicate at all, so they could only take off their dirty and smelly clothes and scrub them.

The water room was equipped with honey locusts and razors. Lu Yuan took care of himself as soon as he came. He washed away all the dirt that had accumulated for more than half a month and rinsed it clean. Then he shaved off the stubble and put on the leather towel. The uncle wore the new clothes sent by someone and walked out refreshed. It is worth mentioning that Dai Jin promoted shaving his hair and changing his clothes. Now he also has a long braid, with messy hair growing out in front of his forehead, looking nondescript.

If it were more than ten years ago, if he were walking on the street with his unshaven hair on his forehead, he would be arrested by the government officials in a matter of seconds, and then fight in court for thirty years.

However, in recent years, the rule has been turbulent, coupled with the spread of new ideas from the Western Shinra powers, the government's management of hair shaving has been weakened a lot. As long as long braids are left, generally no one cares about it.

Everyone looked brand new after washing, and it was just time to put on the meal.

They were taken to a side courtyard dedicated to eating. There were seven or eight long tables with pots of white rice, braised pork, red oil offal, etc., emitting a spicy aroma.

There were twenty or thirty men of different appearances eating and drinking, but Uncle Li was nowhere to be seen. I wonder if there was another Xiao Zao.

Lu Yuan and others came to the two tables in the corner and sat down, but they saw that there were only large basins of rice, a few plates of pickles, and a few bowls of broth on the tables, with no other meat or fish in sight.

Seeing that most of the victims had strange looks in their eyes, Dahu said with a smile:

"Don't be ignorant. Your stomachs are not in shape after being on the run for so long. You won't be able to bear the smell of meat as soon as you start eating. Uncle Li has arranged this for your own good."

Everyone suddenly understood, and immediately began to fill bowls with rice, and then wolfed down the food without even eating the pickles, as if they were reincarnated by starving ghosts.

I don’t blame them, let alone the famine season, even in the years when the harvest is good, they only eat some coarse grains on weekdays. It is common for them to be half full or not. How can they eat casually like today?

Including Lu Yuan, he also filled a large bowl and ate it down in three gulps.

Then two bowls, three bowls and four bowls.

He ate a little faster than the others. In a short time, the two large buckets of rice were all empty. Seeing that all the other victims were full, he stopped eating and burped.

In fact, if he activates the eating technique, he can eat a whole bucket, let alone a few bowls.

However, there are many people with mixed eyes, and the earth evil technique is his biggest reliance and secret, so naturally it is not appropriate to reveal it under the noses of other people.

In this way, everyone was filled with wine and food, and then they were taken directly back to their respective rooms to rest, and formal teaching and training would begin tomorrow.

Back inside the house, it was already dark outside. Lu Yuan and a few others climbed onto the bunk to prepare for a rest.

It can be seen that after eating such a hearty meal, most of the victims' attitudes have obviously changed, and they began to communicate in low voices:
  "Don't tell me, it seems nice to stay here."

"No, there is so much rice. Even though it is old rice, it tastes better than steamed buns!"

"I have never eaten so much rice in one go in my life, and in a few days we will be able to eat meat like those old people!"

"I think it's good to stay here."

Lu Yuan did not participate in the conversation, but turned his back to the others and silently activated the eating technique, quietly digesting the large amount of rice he had just eaten.

The art of taking food is not simply digestion, but extracting the essence of all things to strengthen the body.

Therefore, after a large amount of food was digested, the essence visible to the naked eye rose up in his belly, quickly nourishing every inch of muscles, bones, flesh and blood.
  (End of this chapter)