Siheyuan: starting from working in a funeral home

You know, the big brother's game in front was very fast.

It can be said that the whole morning was occupied by Qin Mu.

The audience outside the court gradually couldn't sit still, and began to scold their mothers on the sidelines.

Such a scene is so familiar to them.

"This kid is not going to do that again, is he?"

"What set?"

"Brother, did you not watch this kid's game last time?"

"Uh, I don't care, please tell me, brother!"

Then the man told about Qin Mu's first match.

As soon as the voice fell, that buddy immediately left.

It's still a ball.

"Hey, it's another pecking game!"

Gradually, the audience on the sidelines gradually left the field with their previous experience.

Even some bigwigs are the same.

Just like what some people said, who would be willing to waste more time on such a rookie like Qin Mu?

Of course there are some exceptions.

It's like boa.

Even the cripple who was drunk on the sidelines was a few seniors and others left.

This girl is still watching the game with a little care and nervousness.

But there was an inexplicable certainty in his heart, knowing that the figure in the field would definitely be the last one.

Because he is his own man.

Of course, there are people who are also average.

When there was no reminder in Fumanlou before, Mu Linger was not interested in this match.

But as the game progressed, Qin Mu's every move was in her mind.

"This stinky brother, it's not easy!"

After saying this, she also left.

No, because I lost interest,

It was because she was going to be on stage for the first game this afternoon.

The old celestial master above the main seat on the sidelines is like an ordinary old farmer working in the field.

Bent body, if it weren't for the occasional gleam in his eyes.

Everyone thought that the old celestial master had fallen asleep.

".~Hoo!"

With a breath of foul breath, the old Tianshi stared at the sun in the sky, and then slowly got up.

"Old Jintou has taken in a good apprentice."

With the departure of the old heavenly master, there are not many people on the sidelines of Nuo Da's presence at this moment.

Even if he stayed here, he would be a senior gambler who lost all his wealth and didn't have lunch.

.................

The two players on the field were already exhausted when they hit the two of them.

He is too busy paying attention to things outside the field.

"Benefactor, give it a good time!"

　(Nuo Wang's) The word surrender is really hard for the young monk at the moment to say.

However, Qin Mu just took advantage of his weakness and kept delaying the game time.

Squeezing the little monk's last bit of strength.

Of course, compared to the embarrassing little monk's life.

At this time, Qin Mu was not feeling well either.

Because in order to achieve absolute fairness and justice, he chose not to use Qin Mu's second orifice.

Now that he had made his choice before, he naturally had to squeeze out his last ounce of strength.

Hearing what the little monk said, Qin Mu grinned.

"Is it over?"

"It's early!"

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Chapter 564 Being Targeted!

"Is it over?"

"It's early!"

Hearing Qin Mu's words, the little monk's eyelids twitched, his figure was distorted, and he almost fell on the stage.

But Qin Mu's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he directly punched him.

Want to fall?

Asked about my fist.

Just like this, another half an hour passed, and every time Qin Mu punched, he felt that he had used his last bit of strength.

There is no supplementary qi from the second orifice point.

This supplement is far less than consumption.

To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to Qin Mu only using one-third of his strength to fight.

Do not!

If those skills and the Eight Miraculous Skills are counted, it means that even one tenth of his strength has not been brought into play again.

But Qin Mu also knew his shortcomings.

The time for self-cultivation is too short.

The actual combat experience can only be described as poor.

I can't compare to those big and small guys who have been training strictly from the beginning.

Therefore, in order to make up for one's own shortcomings and to meet the enemy in the future, it is necessary to use big moves as soon as you come up.

960

For their own durability.

Qin Mu didn't want to waste such an opportunity.

It's cool to move in seconds, but those skills need a strong Qi to support them.

It's okay if you encounter three or two enemies, and you can take them away with one move.

But what about ten or eight, or one or twenty?

Can you take care of yourself?

Then I'm sorry, little monk!

The young master I met today can only be considered unlucky for you.

If you can't admit defeat, just bite the bullet and fight on.

In the end, if it wasn't for Qin Mu's worry that Bao'er, who was on the sidelines, would be hungry.

Qin Mu planned to have a protracted battle.

In the end, the result of a narrow victory in the eyes of outsiders ended the battle.

And what Qin Mu didn't know was that it was also because of his own match.

Let the little monk on the opposite side put on a combat aversion certificate since then.

　(*) As long as there is a fight scene, the little monk can't help but feel confused and disgusted when he sees it.

Of course these are all for later.

..............

In the afternoon in Qin Mu's small room.

At this moment, the cripple looked at his brother with complicated eyes.

Because it was the guy in front of him who made him lose fifty golden beans.

But also because of this, Qin Mu's persistence is also admired by the cripple Nana.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, it is still a scene of chickens pecking each other.

But who can guarantee that he can have such a persistence?

Of course, it would be even better if he didn't lose Jindouzi.

"Have a good rest!"

Putting down the specially bought lunch for Qin Mu and Bao'er, the cripple said in a tangled mood.

"Thank you, Brother Chen!"

After talking, Qin Mu was about to sit up.

It's just that at this moment when he turned back and lay down, Qin Mu felt his bones and muscles tremble uncontrollably with pain.

Seeing this, the cripple hurried forward and pressed him down.

"Okay, what are we brothers talking about!"

"Here, I've seen you and Bao'er like to eat these all the time, so I went down the mountain to buy them for you."

While talking, the lame man put the packaged meals on the small table beside him.

"Um, that's right!"

It seemed that he had thought of something, but he saw Qin Mu's appearance at this moment.

The cripple looked hesitant to speak.

Qin Mu said, "Brother Chen, if you have anything to say, just say it directly!"

After thinking for a while, Chen Jianghe decided to tell the news he got from the third brother;

After hearing this, Qin Mu was also taken aback.

"Teach me?"

"What?"

Chen Jianghe was a little embarrassed.

This side is my senior brother, and the other side is my brother.

Both sides are not good to help talk.

I can only think of fooling the past.

"Uh, I don't know."

As he spoke, he rubbed the back of his head: "Maybe it's what the master meant!"

Got it!

At this moment, the cripple also pushed the oil on his master, Lao Tianshi.