The yamen faces south, so don’t come in if you have any reason or money. This is not just a simple word. In addition, Tai'an is a slave thrown out by the Bai family. There are a few people who work in this yamen who don’t understand the meaning of the Bai family. When Tai'an goes in, when the money he has accumulated over the years is plundered, it’s almost time to set off.

The most shortage of the yamen is this scapegoat!

Although in the Qing Dynasty, as long as it was not a crime of treason, all other crimes were easy to say. However, this required a lot of money and connections to pave the way. Those who had no money or connections could only wait to die - waiting to die for others.

Zhuo Jingning knew this, but he would not meddle in other people's business.

He was very glad at this moment. The punishment brought him to the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio. He arranged for him as a scholar and had a little wealth, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing. Otherwise, the first thing he had to do when he came over was how to avoid hungry.

Food is the most important thing for people.

Maybe the ghost didn't kill him, but he starved to death because he was not diligent in his body and did not share his grains.

When Zhuo Jingning saw that Bai Weng was sleepy, he immediately said goodbye. He left the cabin and walked to the board. The sky was getting darker and the boat was docked. Two lanterns were hung on the bow of the boat, and two guards were guarding him.

Perhaps these two men were bored after standing for a long time, and they actually gestured.

Zhuo Jingning looked at it for a while, suddenly became interested and approached. When the two men saw Zhuo Jingning, they immediately stopped, "Second Young Master."

"Are you practicing boxing?" Zhuo Jingning asked. Because in the real world, Zhuo Jingning had never seen anyone fight, so he had no hope for the martial arts in the world of Strange Stories. But what he saw just now, even if these two guards were competing, their moves were extremely ruthless and they were directly at the critical point.

This is not a martial art, it is clearly a secret skill for killing people!

"It's true. The wind is strong, and practicing boxing can warm your body."

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll ask the cook to give you some hot fish soup." Zhuo Jingning said.

"Thank you, the second son." The two of them couldn't help but feel happy.

Zhuo Jingning then asked their names. After knowing that one of them was Li Hu and the other was Lin San, he went back to rest.

The next day, the boat continued, and Zhuo Jingning did not read the book. He came to Li Hulinsan and asked them to teach him boxing.

At first, the two of them refused to teach, saying that this was passed down from family and there were rules. However, after Zhuo Jingning put down twenty taels of silver, he changed his words and asked Zhuo Jingning to leave the news.

Li Hu and Lin San are from the same village, but they are neighbors. Their father went up the mountain to chop wood once, and by chance, they learned this set of boxing from an old Taoist priest.

They didn't know what the name of this set of boxing skills was. They practiced for many years to strengthen their bodies. When they recruited nurses in the Bai family, they were hired for outstanding physical fitness and strong strength.

But the Bai family has never had anything to do, and they both failed to meet the opportunity to make contributions and would not be able to adapt. They have been in the Bai family for almost three years and are still an ordinary nurse.

Zhuo Jingning was quite surprised that this set of boxing has such a origin, but he didn't care about it. After he got it, he gave this set of boxing a name - Tiger Roar and Dragon Roar.

Convenient and easy to remember.

Of course, this was just taken privately and not told to others. After all, this kind of thing is a bit of a rebellious behavior in the eyes of ordinary people in the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

In the next few days, Zhuo Jingning was practicing this set of Tiger Roaring and Dragon Roaring Fist. With his enhanced physique, he quickly practiced it and was also familiar with some of the fighting styles mentioned by Li Lin and the others.

But there is no chance to try it.

However, Zhuo Jingning had no intention of trying it. He practiced this boxing not to be a martial arts master, but to give himself more self-protection methods.

After all, it’s not only ghosts that harm people!

This boxing technique is usually just a few boxing styles and ways to train muscles. However, this fighting technique is a bit amazing. If it hits all the people, it can suddenly lose its combat effectiveness.

"Especially the sentence of practicing boxing to nourish the three parts of the heart, which is even more of a true teaching of boxing." Zhuo Jingning whispered. This sentence was taught by the Taoist priest to Li Lin and his two men's father. Their father naturally passed this sentence down.

But Zhuo Jingning was quite strange. Why did the old Taoist priest clearly have such a fierce boxing technique?

There is no such thing as a fake Taoist priest and a fake monk in this world of Stories from a Chinese Studio.

Because becoming a monk means less labor and need others to provide food and clothing and cost of practice. These wealthy families, such as Zhuo Jingning's family, can only barely provide one monk to practice.

In the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio, there is such a saying.

If you can’t even afford the cost of your own practice, then why can you cultivate immortals?

Stop having a foolish dream!

A few days later, Zhuo Jingning became more familiar with Li Hulinsan. He further learned that the fathers of these two people died of illness and went to a foreign country to make a living. They failed to come back and could not even find the body. Only one death news came back. Therefore, they all owe a lot of debts and came to the Bai family as the head servant, which was not without the intention of hiding the debt.

Zhuo Jingning couldn't help but shake his head slightly in his heart. Ordinary people live hard no matter where they are.

Isn't that the same thing himself?

Nowadays, no one is human or ghost.

The days on the boat were a bit boring, so Zhuo Jingning returned to the real world. After all, others were in the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio, and the time in the real world would not stop, so his luggage was still thrown in that apartment.

When he came back, Zhuo Jingning looked at what was in front of him, but was a little confused.

First, his suitcase was gone.

Secondly, the head of the room disappeared, and his pair of scissors were also included.

In an instant, Zhuo Jingning had a premonition that the ten days he spent in the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio had undergone great changes in the real world.

When he walked to the bottom floor and saw the black and yellow cordon at the dilapidated door, Zhuo Jingning knew that it was the police who took away the body here.

"There's something to do now." His suitcase was there, which was the biggest suspicion, but he disappeared for ten days, which undoubtedly further amplified his suspicion.

Zhuo Jingning had no idea how to explain it.

He slapped the back of his head with his hand, which was his own negligence.

His focus was entirely on the world of Liaozhai, and he did not care much about the real world.

If it weren't for the inexplicable uneasiness that had been staying in the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, Zhuo Jingning wouldn't want to go back to the real world.

Zhuo Jingning looked at the door. The revolving door he saw ten days ago turned into a broken wooden door. When he walked out, he found himself standing down a abandoned old building.
Chapter completed!