"Jun'er!!" Song Zhenguo was shocked and hugged Jun'er with an anxious look on his face. "What's wrong with you? What's going on!? What's going on here?"
Jun'er was hugged tightly by him, with a helpless smile on his face.
"Brother Song...I...I..."
Lu Sheng, who was standing aside, had already guessed that Jun'er might not be human, but he didn't expect that to be the case.
Perhaps the girls on that ship were not human beings, but women who had died long ago. They were just bound to the ship by some special power and used their beauty to achieve some purpose.
He did not disturb the two of them, but walked away silently, guarding Chen Jiorong in the open space aside, adjusting his breathing to recover from his physical injuries.
Every time he performed one circle of the Black Tiger Jade Crane Kung Fu, he could feel a slight itching on the injuries on his body. This was the feeling of flesh and blood being healed by muscle growth.
After about a moment of burning incense, Song Zhenguo came over with red eyes, and Jun'er was nowhere to be found.
"Let's go, let's go back..." He said in a low voice with his eyes open and his voice a little hoarse.
Lu Sheng knew the ending. Jun'er must be related to the ghost ship Red Mansion. The ship was destroyed and everyone died. Song Zhenguo may have understood the reason.
The two of them silently carried Chen Jiorong on their backs and rushed towards Yanshan City. Song Zhenguo said nothing along the way, and Lu Sheng did not make a sound. It was not until they approached the gate of Yanshan City that Song Zhenguo suddenly spoke.
"Brother Lu, can I also learn martial arts from you?" His eyes were full of pleading and sorrow, and it was obvious that Jun'er's death had hit him hard.
Lu Sheng stood still, looked at him, and sighed.
"Behind Jun'er, there must be a powerful force, otherwise Yanshan City Yamen would not let the Red Mansion Ghost Boat harm people on the river. In fact, they don't harm people very much on weekdays. Maybe it's just a way to hide. They only occasionally appear on the river.
The need is hands-on.”
Song Zhenguo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I know everything you said. In the final analysis, Jun'er's hatred was caused by the female ghost in the white dress. She has been killed by Brother Lu, so there is no problem. I just...just
I don’t want to repeat this kind of thing again...”
Lu Sheng looked at him and saw deep powerlessness and pain in his eyes.
"You have to know that ordinary martial arts in the world can be learned by paying money, but unique martial arts cannot be taught casually."
Song Zhenguo's eyes were firm. "What conditions are required for Brother Lu to be willing to teach me? Do you want to become a disciple? No problem!"
"No... don't worry. I'm not sure whether you have the qualifications to practice martial arts. I need to test it first." Lu Sheng is also a monk who is half-experienced in martial arts. He has no own way to test his qualifications.
Let him try it first.
It is also a common rule here that unique martial arts should not be taught lightly, and he does not want to break this rule. To put it bluntly, unique martial arts are mostly developed by the creators themselves who have painstakingly studied and tested them, spent a lot of hard work and energy, and even had to pay compensation.
This is a martial art that I developed only when I was healthy and disabled.
Who would want to teach such a product to outsiders for no reason? This is like those wealthy businessmen who have worked hard for most of their lives to create a family fortune and just want to pass it on to outsiders casually. Is it possible?
This is the truth about what many masters call family martial arts. If it is not passed on to outsiders, it will naturally only be passed down from family to family.
Lu Sheng has also heard of people who casually pass on martial arts to others. This is often the result of martial arts being acquired too easily and not cherished enough.
But he doesn't care about this. With the modifier, no matter who wants to compete with him in cultivation speed, it's useless. With the same technique, he can reach the peak countless times faster than ordinary people.
So what Lu Sheng is worried about is not this, but the worry about being exposed. Once outsiders know that his martial arts is derived from different martial arts, it may be extremely eye-catching.
This is not in line with his plan to make a fortune quietly and quietly increase his strength.
"Let's do it this way. Let's test it first, and then I'll consider whether to teach you martial arts." Lu Sheng planned to check it out first. If Song Zhenguo is really talented, he would teach him the basic skills first.
"good!"
Song Zhenguo also knew that there would be tests during the transfer of skills. In some strange novels, knights often followed this rule.
The two of them took Chen Jiorong into the city one after the other. Immediately, the owner of a garment shop at the gate of the city saw Chen Jiorong and rushed to report the situation.
Lu Sheng couldn't see anyone with his face, so he asked Song Zhenguo to take Chen Jiorong to Chen's house to explain, while he quietly left and returned home.
As he walked along the street, people everywhere looked at him strangely. Many children even chased his butt to watch the fun.
Lu Sheng had no choice but to speed up. When he reached the door of his house, he touched his body and found that his keys and wallet had been burned away.
"This is a big loss... All the banknotes are in it..." Lu Sheng was startled and felt like he was about to suffer.
Boom, boom, boom.
He had no choice but to knock on the door.
"Coming, coming!" The sound of tiny footsteps came over quickly, "Who is it?"
"It's me." Lu Sheng responded, "The key fell off, please open the door, Xiaoqiao."
Hearing his voice, Xiaoqiao quickly opened the door.
The door slowly opened, revealing her cute little face. She looked up with a smile.
When she first saw Lu Sheng, the little girl was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes widened suddenly.
"You, you, you...!!!" Then she rolled her eyes, fell to the ground, and passed out.
Lu Sheng was speechless, looking at the people in the shop below who were startled, he quickly entered the room, picked up Xiaoqiao and put him on the bed inside. He went to boil water and prepare a wooden bucket.
After a lot of work, he washed his body vigorously with the smoke, which dyed all the water in the bucket black. Lu Sheng got up and poured a basin of water to wipe his body again, so that the towel was dyed gray black before washing.
clean.
After he washed and put on his clothes, Qiao'er woke up soon after. When she saw him, she opened her eyes wide and recognized him carefully before she recognized that he was the young master Lu Sheng she usually served.
.
Lu Sheng explained it quickly, saying that his clothes had been burned by the fire, but luckily the injuries were not serious. Qiaoer hurriedly ran to see a doctor. In addition to the money Lu Sheng had left on him, the family also had some savings.
A few dozen taels of silver are used for small daily expenses, and the money for a doctor is enough.
Seeing the burns all over Lu Sheng's body, Qiao'er asked the doctor to apply medicine slowly. Tears welled up in her eyes. She sat on one side and looked like she wanted to touch Lu Sheng but was worried about hurting Lu Sheng.
After receiving medicine for the burns all over his body, Lu Sheng began to rest at home and did not even go to school.
After only half a month of recovery, most of his injuries had healed, but his skin seemed to have lost the hair it had before.
The strange thing is that there are no burn scars on his skin, but all the hair has been burned off, turning him into a bald head, with no hair, no eyebrows, and not even a beard. It is completely bare.
After taking a leave of absence at home for a while, it was immediately time for the annual exam.
After Song Zhenguo returned, there was no news and he didn't know what he was doing. After Chen Jiorong returned, he learned about the situation and just sent a letter to thank Lu Sheng for saving him, but the letter did not mention anything about the Red Mansions Ghost Ship.
I guess Song Zhenguo didn't tell him about it. Maybe he wouldn't believe it even if he told him.
The letter mentioned that he was grounded and went to paint a boat privately. Although it was not a bad thing, it was not an honest thing and could not be brought to the fore. Moreover, this time it made a big fuss and was almost burned to death, which immediately caused a lot of anger.
The old man at home became furious and ordered him not to go out.
Chen Yunxi came to Lu Sheng's house in person and expressed her gratitude to Lu Sheng. She also gave him a pair of white jade unicorns as a thank you gift. On behalf of her father, the head of the Chen family, she invited Lu Sheng to come and visit him when he had time to recover from his injuries.
Chen Yunxi was also shocked when she came to the door and saw Lu Sheng with his hair burnt off. However, she found it interesting. She covered her mouth, feeling worried and distressed, but also funny. She and Lu Sheng had been making trouble for a long time. They were about to arrive.
I didn't go back until late afternoon.
After Lu Sheng stayed at home for a while to recuperate, and when his body gradually recovered, he also planned to find a way to test his current strength. The last attack on the boat made him very concerned.
But before that, an unexpected person appeared, slightly disrupting his arrangements.
.............
Next to the General Military Mansion in the mountain city, there is a drunk teahouse.
On the three-story steeple-topped black tea building, Lu Sheng and a pretty woman in black gauze sat opposite each other in a single room on the highest floor.
On the table between the two of them were tea snacks such as melon seeds, chicken feet, fruits and nuts. A large vermilion pot was quietly placed in the middle of the table, with steam still coming from the spout. Two cups were placed one for each person.
In front of me, half of the green Yingying tea was poured.
Lu Sheng reached out and picked up a dried fig, put it into his mouth gently, but looked at the woman opposite him calmly.
"Is this the first time we've met?"
Duanmuwan smiled, with a tired look on his face. "I passed by here by chance and came to meet a... well... maybe a friend. I didn't expect to meet you on the street."
She saw Lu Sheng coming out to have breakfast when she was riding a horse on the street. After the two met, Lu Sheng proposed to sit together. For some reason, she agreed to Lu Sheng's offer to go to the tea house to have breakfast.
Tea proposal.
"Did Miss Duanmu go to find that valuable treasure?" Lu Sheng was able to learn the inside story of the major events that happened in Jiulian City because Duanmu Wan told her, so he also hoped to learn more about it from this mysterious woman.
News and information. Especially about the world she lives in.
"Yeah...there are many, many people who are looking for that thing." Duanmuwan could see that she was really tired. She was also dressed in black gauze covering her whole body, and there were still hanging clothes on the hat rack.
He wore her big black hat. On the street, if Lu Sheng hadn't looked up from below, he wouldn't have been able to tell that she was Duanmu Wan.
Lu Sheng glanced at her hands. Her slender, snow-white hands, cuffs and forearms had some scratches on her clothes, and were stained with some dried blood. There were also some fine yellow mud spots on her trouser legs, which were obviously
It was splashed on when she was rushing on the road. There were also dark circles slightly appearing under her eyes on her face, indicating that she had not rested well.
"I'm really tired." Lu Sheng sighed.
Duanmuwan nodded and sighed, completely losing the calm and charming look he had when he first met Lu Sheng.
"Some people always think that they are sure of victory, they won't listen to anything they say, and they only think they are right about everything. No matter how many proofs you find and tell them they are wrong, it's useless...