What changes have happened to this world?

Is it because of the system or because these worlds connect with China because of some connection?

Lu Ren, who was holding a bunch of questions in his heart, looked at the old man in a obviously simple outfit and spoke.

"This guy, um... father-in-law, is there anything wrong?"

The father-in-law looked around Lu Ren from afar, looked at a stone in his hand, and his tense face calmed down.

"Young man, where do you come from, where do you go, and what do you do here?"

Good question!

I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and wanted to go to the West to obtain scriptures, and came here to find a few fairies to rest...

Of course, Lu Ren would not show any of the complaints on the surface. He said calmly: "I went down the mountain to experience it, and found that there was a town here, so I came here to take a rest."

"Can there be an identity nameplate?"

Lu Ren didn't blink, "I've dealt with a monster before, but lost it."

"What monster?"

"Ghost Crying Girl."

The father-in-law was obviously shocked and looked at Lu Ren hesitantly: "Can you actually escape from it?"

"Well, to be precise, I killed it."

The father-in-law obviously disbelief and widened his eyes: "Wow, young man, I didn't expect you to be even more unreliable than me, Lao Xu."

Lu Ren shrugged and smiled without saying a word.

The father-in-law's long spear was standing upright, "Okay, go in."

Is this over?

Lu Ren didn't ask much, clasped his fists and gave a tribute, then calmly walked over his father-in-law and walked towards the town.

"Young man, teach you how to be good and find a place to stay as soon as possible. It is best to stay in the house after dark, otherwise I will not be able to control what happens."

The father-in-law's faint voice came into Lu Ren's ears, causing him to pause slightly, and then he returned to calm.

"Thank you for the reminder."

When I entered the town, the noisy and lively scenes came into Lu Ren's eyes, the hawking sounds of street vendors, children playing shuttlecocks in the alley, and the pedestrians coming and going looked full of peace.

The entire ancient town reveals a peaceful atmosphere, which is completely different from the outside world.

However, his outfit seemed ordinary in the eyes of these towns and people, and he did not find it very strange. He obviously saw it too much.

The terrible peace made him unable to help but feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

Lu Ren sighed and miscalculated. He must not stay in Made's town, he must go out.

"Kei, do you want some noodles? My beef noodles are definitely a great place in the neighborhood!"

A hot voice suddenly came into Lu Ren's ears.

Lu Ren looked at it and looked closely. He saw the hawker who bought beef noodles cooking in the brine with a human head in his hand.

The so-called noodles are the hair on the head. As for beef, they are the feet left by somebody.

Looking at the vendor's warm expression, Lu Ren resisted the urge to draw his sword and slash the other party with a sword, and said indifferently: "Is your beef noodles regular?"

regular?

The vendor was obviously stunned for a moment and couldn't hold on for a while. He was stunned and froze in place, as if Lu Ren's answer had not found any response mechanism in his head.

Lu Ren shook his head slightly: "It seems quite regular, who will go to the regular one?"

As he said that, he left with a shaking head.

And just when he was asked to leave the town, the father-in-law with a big gun jumped out and looked at Lu Ren with his eyes narrowed.

"Young man, you are not authentic. Why are you leaving so quickly when you put in?"

Lu Ren: "After shopping, I naturally came out."

"Don't you want to rest?"

"I suddenly remembered that my gas was not turned off, so I had to go back quickly."

The father-in-law didn't understand, as if he was stuck, and suddenly shook, and a large piece of skin suddenly fell from his face, revealing the skin like a mummy inside.

His face suddenly became gloomy: "You can't go out now."

"What, forcing a forced sale?"

"If you ask you to go in, you will go in. Wouldn't you give me face?" The father-in-law's eyes were full of malice revealed without any concealment.

"I remember back then, when I was carrying a big gun in my hand, I was rampant in the village, and I beat those evil spirits to cry and call my parents. I siege from Nansheng to Beixing Town for two days and two nights, without blinking. I was raising my gun with my hands and raising my gun with my hands. What I killed was blood flowing into a river and people rolling in my head!"

Lu Ren blinked: "If you have been using the gun for so long, will your hands be sore?"

The father-in-law was obviously a little irritable when he heard this. He swung the big gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun swayed continuously with the gun rod, making a 'buzzing' sound.

"My hands are sore, or not, does this have anything to do with what I said?"

"I was just curious. Will my hands be sore after waving for such a long time? Just like me, I started to be sore after waving a swordsman ten thousand times."

My father-in-law was furious and had a spear.

"Come on, attack me, I want to let you see if my hands will be sore!"

As he spoke, the father-in-law's skin quickly cracked and fell off piece by piece, and most of his face was covered with dry bones like mummy skin.

However, what surprised Lu Ren was that the other party still retained wisdom and did not show signs of madness due to his own transformation of form, and eventually lost all his mind and turned into a complete evil spirit.

So, what happened to this town to make this happen?

"This...well!"

The Wurui Yi Sword has already formed a skill, and he can already use the basic general outline of the sword score.

The general outline of the sword notation.

There is no woman in my heart, so I draw my sword and naturally deity.

This sword is made by visualizing the wooden sword in mind, which can invisibly mobilize the body, gather subtle points and gather strength, thereby increasing the speed and power of the sword drawing.

In layman's terms, it means concentration. A high degree of concentration can give you the extra effort to use more potential in your body.

Although Yan Zhenghua's name is too vulgar, it is undeniable that Wuqing Yi Jian is indeed a very exquisite set of meditation spiritual swordsmanship.

This set of sword techniques focuses on training one's own consciousness and spirit, thereby mobilizing one's own body.

With a high degree of concentration and concentration, combined with basic swordsmanship, it can explode surprisingly powerful.

This kind of kung fu is completely similar to the visualization method of Buddhism and Taoism, such as white bones and spiritual strife.

Whether it is speed or strength, it will be increased by several levels in the instant burst of the sword.

Lu Ren bent down, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the geese-style exuded a piece of sword body, and then his eyes were sharp, and the man flew out like a sharp arrow, and he came to his father-in-law in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Lu Ren's speed, the other party was obviously surprised and subconsciously raised the spear in his hand horizontally.

Bang!

The sound of breaking exploded instantly, and the big gun in the father-in-law's hand was directly cut off by Lu Ren's sword.

The father-in-law was shaking and took a few steps back. Seeing Lu Ren holding the sword and rushing up, he shouted: "Wait!! What a good man with weapons? I have the kind of fists and feet!"

Lu Ren raised his eyebrows: "Are you serious?"

The father-in-law threw the big gun in his hand aside and said proudly: "I remember that my boxing skills were awesome in this world, come on!"

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