Extreme Demon

"Jun'er!!" Song Zhenguo was shocked and hugged Jun'er with a look of anxiety on his face. "What's wrong with you? What's going on!? What on earth is going on??"

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 it to be so.

The girls on that boat might not be human, but women who had died long ago. She is just bound to the ship by some special power and uses her 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 the Black Tiger Jade Crane Kung Fu, he could feel a slight itching from the injuries on his body. This is the feeling of flesh and blood healing.

After about an hour of burning incense, Song Zhenguo came over with red eyes, and Jun'er was nowhere to be found.

"Let's go back." He said in a low voice with his eyes open. The voice is also a little hoarse.

Lu Sheng knew the ending. That 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 didn't speak and Lu Sheng didn't say anything along the way. It wasn't until he was approaching the gate of Yanshan City that Song Zhenguo suddenly spoke.

"Brother Lu, can I also learn martial arts from you?" His eyes were filled with pleading and grief. 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 hiding method. Only occasionally 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 don't want to repeat this in the future. matter."

Lu Sheng looked at him and saw deep weakness 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 are the conditions required for Brother Lu to be willing to teach me? Do you want to become a disciple? No problem!"

"No need to 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 half-experienced martial arts monk. He has no way to test his qualifications, so he can only let him test first. Try it.

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, most unique martial arts are the result of painstaking research and testing by the creators themselves. They spend a lot of hard work and energy, and some even sacrifice their own health and disability to create martial arts.

Who would want to teach such a product to outsiders for no reason? Is this just like those wealthy businessmen who have worked hard for most of their lives to build their wealth 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 kind of martial arts is often acquired too easily and not cherished enough.

But he didn't care about this. With the modifier, no matter who it was, it would be useless to compete with him in terms of cultivation speed. Using the same technique, he can reach the peak countless times faster than ordinary people.

So what Lu Sheng was worried about was not this, but the fear of being exposed. Once outsiders knew that his martial arts was derived from different martial arts, it might 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 the garment shop at the gate of the city saw Chen Jiorong and rushed to report the news.

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 money bag had been burned away.

"This is a huge 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 ran 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 a small and cute 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 her on the bed inside. He went to boil water and prepare wooden barrels.

After a lot of work, he washed his body vigorously with the smoke, dyeing all the water in the bucket black. Lu Sheng got up and fetched 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 were burned by the fire, but fortunately he was not seriously injured. Qiaoer hurriedly ran to ask for a doctor. In addition to the money Lu Sheng had left with him, the family also had dozens of taels of silver saved for small daily expenses. The money to ask for a doctor was enough.

Seeing the burns all over Lu Sheng's body and asking the doctor to slowly apply the medicine, Qiao'er burst into tears and sat on the side, looking like she wanted to touch Lu Sheng but was worried about hurting Lu Sheng.

After applying medicine for the burns all over his body, Lu Sheng began to rest at home, not even going to school.

After only half a month of training, 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 no even a beard. All bare.

After taking leave at home for a while, it was 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 and learned about the situation, he just wrote a letter to thank Lu Sheng for saving him. However, the letter did not mention anything about the Red Mansions and the Ghost Ship. It was probably Song Zhenguo who didn't tell him. Maybe he might not believe it even if I say it.

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 honorable thing and could not be put on the stage. Moreover, this time he made a big fuss and was almost burned to death. This immediately made his father at home furious and ordered him not to go out.

Chen Yunxi came to the door in person and expressed her gratitude to Lu Sheng. She also gave him a pair of white jade unicorns as a thank you gift. And on behalf of his father, the head of the Chen family, he invited him to come and visit him when he had time to recover from his injuries.

When she came to the door and saw Lu Sheng's hair burned off, Chen Yunxi was also shocked. However, she found it interesting. She covered her mouth, worried and distressed, and funny. She and Lu Sheng were arguing for a long time, and 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 the single-room wing on the highest floor.

There were refreshments such as melon seeds, chicken feet, fruits and nuts on the table between the two of them. A large vermilion pot was placed quietly in the middle of the table, with steam still coming out of the spout. Two cups were placed in front of each other, half filled with green tea.

Lu Sheng reached out and picked up a dried fig and gently put it into his mouth, but his eyes were calmly looking at the woman opposite.

"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 through the street. After the two met, Lu Sheng proposed to sit together. Out of some unknown reason, she agreed to Lu Sheng's proposal to have tea at the teahouse.

"Did Miss Duanmu go to find that important 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 intelligence. Especially about the world she lives in.

"Yes. 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 was one of her hats hanging on the side of her coat. 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. The slender snow-white hands, cuffs and forearm clothes all had scratches and stains of dried blood. There were some fine yellow mud spots on her trouser legs, which were obviously splashed on while rushing. There are also dark circles slightly appearing under the eyes on her face, indicating that she is not resting 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 don't listen to anything they say, and they only think that they are right about everything. No matter how many proofs you find and tell them that they are wrong, it doesn't matter. People, aren’t they annoying?”

Lu Sheng was silent for a moment.

"It's very annoying."