The next day.

Lu Yu took the simple luggage prepared by his parents for him and took a taxi to Maoxiang Teahouse.

The Hongmen elites sent from all over Fengtian, as well as the fifth master and Li Xiaobao, were all present.

After a few simple greetings, Wu Ye sent a car to take everyone to the train station.

Compared with planes, most men in the Hongmen prefer to take trains. In Zhao Benhu's words, running on the ground is safer than flying in the sky.

As the only person in the entire team who is not the Hongmen brothers, Lu Yu naturally follows the guests. He doesn't care about anything he sits on, and he doesn't have to pay for it himself.

...

The train leading to the capital slowly started.

The high-speed trains in this world are not that developed yet, and it takes about one night to get from Bincheng to Beijing.

The soft sleeper carriage ordered by Wu Ye for everyone, with four people in each room.

Lu Yu, Sun Buer, Zhao Benhu and Ling Feng were in the same room.

Sun Buer is the oldest in the entire team and has a relatively high position in the sect, so he was entrusted with the position of "captain".

And this old man is even a veteran tea cook.

As soon as he entered the room, he smiled and asked Lu Yu for a cup of tea.

Seeing this, Zhao Benhu naturally started to make a fuss. After the victory of Lu Yudian's club, Lu Yudian Tea, the Hongmen and others had already regarded Lu Yu as a "tea god".

After all, Lu Yu’s “water painting” method can’t even be the most outstanding tea man in the world today!

It was hard to refuse the kindness, so Lu Yu had to take out a bag of Qi Hong to make tea and chat with the three of them.

And Lu Yu only realized this chat.

It turned out that the real situation of Li Xiaobao and others attacking the Japanese club at night a few days ago was that the Hongmen people returned home in a defeat!

According to Sun Buer, the five of them had already rushed into the club and knocked the guy Inoue Yu to the ground.

But just as everyone was fighting Inoue Yu in an excited manner, a Japanese master suddenly appeared!

This Japanese master wore a headscarf and wore a night-walking dress, dressed like the traditional Japanese ninja costumes.

As soon as he showed up, he knocked Zhao Benhu down directly in less than two rounds!

Speaking of this, Zhao Benhu sighed and said, "To be honest with Brother Lu, brother, I am the person who is the least willing to admit defeat! But this time I really can't beat that Japanese ninja. My skills can only last for two rounds in front of him! According to my judgment, he must have cultivated the master of internal strength to fight!"

"Internal force?" Lu Yu raised his eyebrows.

Sun Buer explained: "Brother Lu is not a martial arts world, so he may not be clear about this kind of thing. In short, no one who can cultivate internal strength can compete with us."

Lu Yu smiled and said nothing, but at the same time, he also remembered the Shaolin abandoned disciple whom he met in Luoyang who came to kill him and Bian Liangji, Yuankong!

What Sun Buer said is not an exaggeration. A master with internal strength is indeed very difficult to deal with. If it weren't for the exquisite Jedi counterattack of Dugu Nine Swords and the Qi-breaking Ejaculation-style, Yuankong would have been killed in Luoyang long ago!

And even if you win, you will win miserably. If you don’t have the “intermediate healing potion”, you may still be lying in the hospital!

In this way, Zhao Benhu is quite strong. After being defeated by a master, he is still talking here.

Unexpectedly, Ling Feng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly glanced at Zhao Benhu and said, "If it weren't for Li Xiaobao, you wouldn't be able to last a round."

Li Xiaobao and Lu Yu looked at Zhao Benhu in confusion.

Zhao Benhu was blushed by Lu Yu's eyes and said with his neck in his mouth: "Even without Li Xiaobao, I can hold on for two rounds!"

Ling Feng glanced at him sideways, sneered and lowered his head to drink tea.

Zhao Benhu said angrily: "Ling Feng! What do you mean? Do we want to gesture?"

Ling Feng raised his head and said, "You are not my opponent, I can hold on for three rounds."

Zhao Benhu was so angry that he screamed: "You brag! I, I can hold on for four rounds!"

Ling Feng: "I have five rounds."

Zhao Benhu: "I have six!"

Ling Feng: "I have ten."

Zhao Benhu: "I have one hundred rounds!"

...

Seeing this, Lu Yu and Sun Buer looked at each other and were relatively helpless.

Zhao Benhu is a rash man, and although Ling Feng doesn't talk much, he is very sharp.

If they really compete, they may not be able to stop until tomorrow morning.

Seeing that they had already begun to advance towards the "one thousand rounds", Lu Yu couldn't help but stand up and smiled and said, "Uncle Sun, drink it first, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette and get some breath."

Sun Buer laughed and said, "Go, so that they won't splash blood after a while."

Lu Yu also raised his head and laughed loudly, then stood up and walked out of the soft bedroom.

...

The carriage connection, smoking area.

As soon as Lu Yu arrived here with a cigarette in her mouth, she saw someone standing next to the locked car door, looking out the door.

Lu Yu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Li is coming out to have some breathing?"

Li Xiaobao is standing here.

Li Xiaobao turned around when he heard this, raised the cap on his head and said, "Well, look at the scenery."

Scenery? Lu Yu stretched his neck and looked out the window.

It was already late at this time, and the dark outside the window was almost impossible to see anything except the occasional light.

Li Xiaobao explained lightly: "I was born abroad and this is my first time back to China. Even in the night, I want to watch it for a while. I will pass by many stations along the way. Then get off the car and take a walk and breathe the different air from all over the country."

Lu Yuyile: "I didn't expect Brother Li to be quite literary?"

Li Xiaobao shrugged: "You may have been familiar with the scenery of your hometown for a long time, but I am just a traveler, and my curiosity is naturally more serious than you."

Lu Yu put away his smile and nodded gently.

This is true. People often ignore the scenery around them but yearn for the difference in the distance.

Not to mention Chinese people like Li Xiaobao who have been to China since the future, even if Lu Yu goes out to travel to a strange place, he will look around and enjoy it.

Looking back, maybe when the locals in those traveling places saw themselves and these tourists, they also felt that these outsiders were shocked?

After a moment of silence, Lu Yu suddenly raised the cigarette in his hand and said, "Come on one?"

Li Xiaobao shook his head: "I don't smoke, but I don't object to others' smoking, you will be at your own risk."

Lu Yu nodded, lit a cigarette himself, and said, "There are many stations along the way. So you are not going to sleep tonight?"

"My sleep is light, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep well on the train..." Li Xiaobao answered casually and suddenly asked: "Lu Yu, are you still so addicted to smoking as a tea person?"

This is also a question that many people have asked Lu Yu, believing that smoking will affect your taste.

Lu Yu smiled and said, "This is what you don't understand, right? Smoke burns when it meets fire, and tea is sublimated when it enters water. Tea tastes the artistic conception, and smoking is loneliness."

After saying that, he leisurely spit out a circle of smoke.
Chapter completed!