Extreme Demon

"If you really have no idea, you can spend money to store grain first." Lu Sheng reminded vaguely.

"Storage grain?" Uncle Zhao on the side looked surprised, "Has the situation become this serious?"

"More or less, even farmers outside now don't dare to go too far from the city alone. No one can cultivate the large fields. No matter how much grain is stored, it will be eaten up. It is expected that there will be a famine next year." Lu Sheng said in a low voice.

"I'll go back and make preparations." Lu Quan'an closed his eyes and didn't want to talk about this topic. Lu Chen's heart was his son after all, and now he was helplessly watching him die in front of him. Lu Sheng couldn't understand this feeling.

When Lu Sheng saw this, he didn't bother his father anymore and quickly left with the Red Whale Gang.

At night, Yanshan City is still brightly lit, and the night market on the street is like a glowing river, with a large number of stalls and carts, lanterns and oil lamps slowly moving.

The bustling scene seems to have no trace of recent troublesome incidents.

Lu Sheng rode his horse slowly down the lane in the middle of the riot. Looking at the noisy flow of people around him, he suddenly felt tired and confused.

"Since I came to this world, I have been working non-stop to become stronger, practice martial arts, and fight against ghosts. If I had not come here, I am afraid that the Lu family would have been completely destroyed by sacrifice just like Brother Xu's family. Let's go." Lu Sheng looked to the right and saw a little boy taking a small round wooden drum from his mother's hand. He held it in his hand happily and kept shaking it to make a crisp sound.

"The people here, even if they don't know anything, even if they have no defense, they are still like weeds, working hard to live." Lu Sheng's face was expressionless. "But just alive."

Passing by the little boy, there was a group of drunken and singing college scholars in front of them. They were all shouting drunkenly and acting wildly. Most of the people passing by quickly avoided them.

"Hahaha, no one is drunk after a thousand cups of wine, and there are thousands of poems and songs. The ink is flowing! Brother Chen! Brother Song! Come again!" A scholar raised a glass with his bare hands, and showed his chest, not caring about the disgusted eyes of passers-by. .

The others laughed and yelled and howled.

"Miss Hong'er is so energetic! Next time I burp, I'll give her a thumbs up!"

The group of people laughed again.

Lu Sheng glanced at a few people and then passed by slowly on his horse. The Red Whale Gang followed closely among the crowds on both sides, and everyone retreated everywhere.

People who behave like them are synonymous with being untouchable in the eyes of ordinary people.

After walking for a while, Lu Sheng suddenly reined in the horse gently and looked towards the roadside stall eating dumplings.

In the corner, in front of a small table, were two dirty beggars in ragged clothes.

These two people are strange. They are obviously beggars, their hands are dirty, their hair is as messy as a chicken coop, and their bodies are skinny. But on their seats, they are as straight and straight as pine trees.

Lu Sheng stared at the two men, narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to signal the subordinates behind him to stop.

He himself dismounted, asked his men to hold the horse, walked slowly to the dumpling stall, and sat down.

"Master, what kind of glutinous rice dumplings would you like?" Upon seeing Lu Sheng's extraordinary temperament, the stall owner hurried over to entertain him first, with a smile on his face.

"Just have some, just like theirs." Lu Sheng pointed to the two beggars sitting next to him.

The stall owner was an older middle-aged man, and he was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

"Sir, you are joking. What those two little guys ate were made from leftover ingredients from my stall. They were not good glutinous rice dumplings."

"They won't pay?"

"Look what you said, these two kids don't seem to have much money." The stall owner smiled bitterly, "They have been wandering around for several days, just picking up some rotten vegetable leaves and unnecessary meat bones to eat every day. I also watched them Pitiful."

"You are kind-hearted. Are they not locals?" Lu Sheng glanced at the two beggars not far away. He noticed that the stall owner was talking about them, "Two girls?"

"Isn't that right? I escaped from a famine in another place a while ago, but the two children are very brave. I told them to give them to eat, but they didn't want it. Then I persuaded them that I would sell it to them, and I would pay the debt first, and I would pay them back later. The two children Only people can eat." The stall owner also shook his head.

"Since she is a girl, she can still roam the streets without being arrested?" Lu Sheng was a little surprised.

"You'll know this when you see their faces." The stall owner said helplessly.

Lu Sheng didn't ask any more questions, ordered a meat heart glutinous rice dumpling, then sat on his seat and looked at the two female beggars.

From the first moment he saw them, he smelled something completely different from ordinary people.

Although they were more than ten meters apart, the auras of the two of them were like firelight in the dark night, so clear that they immediately attracted Lu Sheng's attention.

Those are two strands of yin energy that appear or disappear.

This kind of aura, which was obviously only found on ghosts, appeared on two living beggars, so Lu Sheng stopped to check the situation.

He sat on his seat and listened quietly to the conversation between the two female beggars.

"Sister, don't you want to eat? You're going to get cold if you don't eat." The shorter beggar whispered. Her voice was clear and crisp, like metal hitting a porcelain plate.

"I've already eaten three, it's your turn." The taller beggar sister said solemnly. Her voice was hoarse, but you could tell it was a female voice, with a hint of calmness and calmness.

"I've calculated that a glutinous rice ball can last for about four hours. With the soup, if we save some food, we won't need to eat the leaves for a few days."

"I don't want to eat vegetable leaves anymore," my sister replied.

"I don't want to either, but we have no choice." My sister replied.

"So far, we have owed credit to thirteen kind people. I don't want to owe it anymore." My sister lowered her head and was about to eat when she suddenly said.

My sister was silent for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'll remember it all."

The two sisters have obviously been reduced to beggars, but they still speak with a strict temperament, and their conversation is not ordinary people, more like they come from a scholarly family. Be very principled in doing things. It was just a simple bowl of rice dumplings, but it felt like it was an extremely serious event.

Lu Sheng listened on the side, curious in his heart, he simply stood up and walked straight to the table of two beggars.

"From what you're talking about, you should be literate, right? Why don't you find some way to make a living by helping people write letters?"

His voice suddenly interrupted, and both sisters immediately raised their heads and looked at him. Seeing this, Lu Sheng immediately knew why the two sisters had fallen into such misery.

Their faces were covered with flesh-colored pustules, which covered their noses, mouths, eyelids, necks, and almost all visible skin. The eyes can only show a blurry slit. There was a stench that continued to permeate the two people's bodies, as if some meat was rotten and spoiled.

Lu Sheng also noticed that the pustules on the sides of their necks were slightly larger, and maggots were faintly visible in the largest ones.

As if noticing his gaze, my sister reached out and touched her neck.

"I tried to get them out, but they wouldn't come out. They were itchy."

Lu Sheng looked at the two of them carefully. If it weren't for the absence of Adam's apple and the slight bulge on their chests, he wouldn't even be sure that they were girls.

"Do you need help? Maybe I can provide you with a job." He was very curious about the two girls. It was the first time he had encountered that people could actually have Yin energy mixed with them.

"Seriously!" The younger sister stood up and stared at him.

My sister trembled at the side, obviously very excited, but she was just trying hard to suppress herself.

"Seriously." Lu Sheng nodded.

"What do you want us to do? We can read, we can do basic female celebrities, and we can do laundry, cooking and so on." My sister said quickly.

"Will you have a flower gardening party?" Lu Sheng grinned, "Water and fertilize the flowers and plants, prune and cut the leaves."

"meeting!!"

Almost at the same time, the elder sister and the younger sister answered in unison, their eyes shining faintly.

After taking the two beggars back to the Jinyu Flower House to work, Lu Sheng spent the rest of his time practicing the Jiujiang Iron Chain Kung Fu. He first consumed all the Yin Yang Jade Crane Kung Fu, and then practiced the Jiujiang Iron Chain Kung Fu.

This time, the effect was immediately visible. A faint itching heat flowed on the surface of the skin. This is one of the standard signs of getting started with Jiujiang Iron Chain Kung Fu.

This also confirmed Lu Sheng's guess about the conflict between skills. When the Yin Yang Jade Crane Skill is in the body, practicing such martial arts that require extreme physical conditions will actually have a hindering effect. After this time, if you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you will know the corresponding adjustment method and timing.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang! !

Lu Sheng struck the black iron mass in front of him with several palms.

In the open space of the flower house, there was a red line between his eyebrows, his palms were bright red, heat waves were exuding all over his body, and hot wind was billowing within two meters.

"Broken Heart Palm!"

With the last palm, he hit the iron lump hard in the middle, and the whole iron lump shook violently.

Bang!

After maintaining this action for a while, Lu Sheng slowly let go of his hand.

The iron lump is still dark, but if you can reach out and touch it, you can feel that the whole thing has been heated to a boiling point.

This is how Lu Sheng practices his own Chiji Heart Technique. His seventh level Chiji Heart Technique is already the highest level of this internal skill. There is no road ahead, and he has no good ideas for training the blood network. Then he came up with the idea of ​​​​using iron lumps to exercise.

Every time the blood net is shot out, it must be ensured that the inner qi and blood net can cover all the iron lumps. After wrapping and then heating and burning, it can be regarded as a continuous exercise in both precision and control.

Because the iron lump is irregular in shape and is as tall as a person, it can be used to exercise the efficiency of using the blood net against enemies in different shapes and angles.

The last palm used the Broken Heart Palm to activate the seventh layer of blood network of the Chiji Heart Technique, and the effect produced made Lu Sheng quite satisfied.

The Broken Heart Palm, which was originally only in the Tongli realm, became more powerful after being amplified by the Chiji Heart Technique. When the concussive force hits out, you can feel the whole iron mass shaking violently. If he hadn't deliberately punched the ground with force, the entire iron mass weighing several thousand kilograms would have been knocked out.

"Foreigner, it's time to eat." Ning San said respectfully from the side.

"Yes." Lu Sheng nodded. He was getting started with the Jiujiang Iron Chain Kung Fu. He planned to go back to his room soon and start to try modifying this hard skill directly with a modifier. With the Yin Yang Jade Crane Kung Fu as a base, it shouldn't be a big problem. This kind of external skill at the Tongli level consumes a lot of money even if it is hard skill, but because the level is low, it is unlikely to be too abnormal.

The purpose of his practicing this is because Jiujiang Iron Suo Kung Fu is also a defensive martial art after all, and can save his life at critical moments.