Travel through troubled times and escape famine with the system

Lu Ming was seen crossing his hands and taking a deep breath slowly, then he stepped out with his right foot and stomped hard!

Bang! !

With a muffled sound, Lu Ming straightened his back and lowered his waist!

This momentum...

Why does it look so familiar?

Zuo Yunfeng looked at Lu Ming with a twitching mouth, his eyes full of confusion.

How come this kid's little standing movements are the same as my own habits?

"Brother Zuo, how about my standing posture?" Lu Ming asked honestly.

"Not bad?" Zuo Yunfeng asked doubtfully, "No... Lu Ming, do you have any mental formula for standing still?"

"Of course there is!"

Lu Ming said casually.

"Standing steady in the stance requires sinking skills. Food and water nourish the skin, and the body's strength surges."

"There are three wonderful principles: be calm, even, and relaxed. Focus all thoughts on one thing, and guard the Dan Palace alone..."

"Shut up!" Lu Ming was saying this when he heard his second sister's voice suddenly ring out. He was so scared that he quickly shut his mouth.

Zuo Yunfeng clenched his fists and forced a smile.

"Luming, I forgot to ask you just now, who is your master?"

Lu Ming didn't say anything, but just turned his head to look in the direction of Lu You.

[Negative emotions from Zuo Yunfeng +50, +50, +50...]

At this time, Lu You also understood that something had finally come to light.

Sure enough, Zuo Yunfeng turned around and came to Lu You.

"Don't you think you should explain it to me?"

"What do you want to explain?" Lu You said calmly, "I don't understand what you are saying at all!"

"Stop coming!"

Zuo Yunfeng said in a low voice.

"Since yesterday's fight, I've felt that your moves are strange. They are completely the style of our Zuo family."

"The mental formula your brother just recited is the secret of our Zuo family! How did you steal it?"

Seeing Zuo Yunfeng gritting his teeth, Lu You chuckled.

"Why do you say that I stole your Zuo family's skills?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Zuo Yunfeng whispered, "This set of boxing moves is never passed on to outsiders in our Zuo family..."

As Zuo Yunfeng was speaking, he heard Lu You slam the table.

"Then I would like to ask, where did your Zuo family get the boxing skills from?"

"You'd better not tell me that this was created by your Zuo family's ancestor!"

This argument was carefully prepared by Lu You after Zuo Yunfeng recognized his boxing style.

What she was betting on was that the ancestor of the Zuo family was not a one-in-a-million martial arts genius. After all, the probability of someone creating his own martial arts was really too small.

Sure enough, after hearing Lu You’s words, Zuo Yunfeng was slightly stunned.

"This..." Zuo Yunfeng frowned and thought: "I seem to remember that my grandfather once said that our family martial arts were indeed obtained by our ancestor of the Zuo family by chance a hundred years ago!"

"However, according to my grandfather, the senior who taught us the martial arts was already seriously injured at the time. He died right after passing on the boxing manual to our ancestor."

"Shouldn't he have other disciples?"

Zuo Yunfeng's words were like a reassurance to Lu You.

"It wasn't passed on afterwards, but what about before?"

Lu You said confidently.

"Look at our family. We have always lived in Heyuan Village and have never been to your Zuo family, but we know the same moves as you."

"Do you think there are any other reasonable explanations besides my reason?"

Zuo Yunfeng frowned and stared at Lu You. After a long time, he shook his head slightly.

"I think should not be……"

"But why do I always feel so weird?"

"The little movements your brother made just now were exactly the same as mine, especially when he was fighting with you. It was like I was looking at a mirror..."

Zuo Yunfeng wanted to say more but was interrupted by Lu You waving his hand.

"We are the sons and daughters of the Jianghu. We should not be too particular about trivial matters. How can you become a great hero if you judge others by your own meanness?"

After hearing Lu You's words, although Zuo Yunfeng still had some doubts in his heart, he finally nodded slightly.

"But there's still one thing I don't understand!"

"Brother Zuo, please speak!" Lu You clasped his hands together and said heroically.

"Since you didn't steal this boxing style from my Zuo family, where did you learn it from?"

"That's a long story."

Lu You sighed, as if he were an old man recalling old memories.

"I remember when I was four years old, I went to the mountains to play and got lost. I happened to meet a white-fronted tiger!"

"Just when the big beast was about to pounce on me, a figure holding a whistle stick suddenly appeared and blocked my way."

"That person was also my future master: Wu Song!"

For the next quarter of an hour, Lu You vividly described the events of Wu Song fighting the tiger and Guo Jing becoming Hong Qigong's apprentice, and applied them to himself, which made Zuo Yunfeng sigh again and again.

"I didn't expect you to have such an adventure. It seems that this matter of fate is really indescribable!"

Lu Ming also heard everything from beginning to end from a distance. Although he knew that his second sister was lying, Lu Ming did not question it at all.

In his opinion, his second sister must have her reasons for doing this.

"Second sister, the porridge is ready, let's eat!"

As he spoke, Lu Yi brought a bowl of white porridge and placed it on the table.

Widow Zhou came forward with a bowl and chopsticks: "I just boiled an egg, this is for you!"

As she spoke, Widow Zhou picked up the bowl containing the peeled eggs, filled it with white porridge, and placed it in front of Lu You.

"Thank you, auntie!" Lu You said with a smile.

Because of Lu You's instructions, Lu Yi added two more bowls of rice, so that it was now full of five bowls, and there was still half a bowl of white porridge in the bowl.

"Young Master Zuo, Aunt Zhou, you have all been kind to me. We don't have much to eat at home, so we can only let you drink some porridge."

Everyone sat around the table, and Lu You spoke apologetically to the two guests.

"As long as we're full, that's enough! We knights don't care about these things." Zuo Yunfeng said casually.

On the contrary, Widow Zhou looked at the porridge in the bowl with a complicated look and sighed.

"Is this still unfair?"

"Luyo, I'm not afraid of you making fun of me. I haven't eaten refined rice for almost a year."

“This porridge… smells so good!”

"Then Auntie, eat more!" Lu You said with a smile, "Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Following Lu You's words, everyone picked up their bowls of hot porridge.

It was just a bowl of white porridge without any side dishes, but the few people ate it with great satisfaction.

In Lu You's view, this bowl of porridge represents the simple and beautiful life after surviving a disaster.

For Zuo Yunfeng, this was his first step towards becoming famous and gaining fame, and he was full of ambition and confidence to become a great hero!

In Widow Zhou's heart, there is equal dignity without discriminatory looks and rumors.

For Lu Ming, it represents the hope of fulfilling his dream of learning martial arts.

But in Lu Yi's heart, he saw the rebirth of this family.

It can be said that at this moment, all five people were touched.

But no one could have imagined that it was because of this inconspicuous gathering.

In the future, it completely changed the fate of the Wu Kingdom...