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Zhao Chunxiu slammed the door once to express her anger and dissatisfaction.

"Second Lu, you're so capable, you sent your son to the police station! You've been paid a thousand dollars, and you want to be a hero who kills relatives right now! Let me tell you, there's no way!" Zhao Chunxiu suddenly With a howl, he sat down on the ground, not caring about his own image.

"You... Keep your voice down!" Lu Jiacheng was taken aback by her reaction. He just proposed to send some wound medicine to the elder brother, but Zhao Chunxiu had a fit on the spot, saying that his son just accidentally pushed Lu Xun into the river Here, Lu Xun himself hit a rock, can he blame his son!

Lu Jiacheng's son, Lu Feng, sat on the bed with snot and tears all over his face, following his mother up and down, crying and howling echoing each other, very lively.

The Lu family has grown up.

……

Today happened to be Friday, Lu Feng rushed out of the school gate with his buddies as usual after school.

Lu Feng is very happy today, because today is his birthday. When he went out in the morning, his mother said that the door would be closed early today and then she would buy a cake in the town and bring it back to him, and she would also give him his favorite machine gun toy as a pawn Gift.

Lu Feng's parents opened a small restaurant in the town that sells fast food and stir-fries. They are one of the relatively wealthy families in Lizigou. At the age of 14, the weight is almost [-]. The young children in Lizigou like to play with Lu Feng. It is not a special gift from Lu Feng to bring some of his best friends home to eat cakes.

As a result, as I was walking, I saw a child wearing a fat padded jacket with his head shrunken walking in front of him. This person was Lu Feng's only cousin, Lu Xun. Stuttering, looking like he's going to cry all day long, it's disgusting to watch!

"Lu Xun!" Lu Feng shouted, "Stop!"

The short Lu Xun turned around in a daze, and immediately shrank back when he saw Lu Feng, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Lu Feng swaggered up to him and said, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Lu Xun took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Hmph, today is my birthday. Let me tell you, my mother bought me such a big cake and also bought me a PSP!" Lu Feng proudly looked at the envious expression on Lu Xun's face.

"Do you want to play?" Lu Feng asked.

Lu Xun nodded, then immediately shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.

Lu Feng's face turned dark immediately, he grabbed Lu Xun's arm and said, "I didn't finish my sentence, why are you running!"

Yang Zi standing behind Lu Feng shouted: "Lu Xun has no mother, of course no one told him to be polite!"

"Hey, who said he doesn't have a mother, his mother ran away with the wild man and didn't want him anymore!" Lu Feng laughed immediately.

With a sound of "Pa!", Lu Feng was slapped severely by Lu Xun.

"How dare you hit me!" Lu Feng stared at Lu Xun in disbelief, and then he punched Lu Xun in the face.

Lu Xun was originally grabbed by Lu Feng's arm, but Lu Feng suddenly let go of his arm and punched him again, causing him to take two steps back, and fell into the creek with his foot, and hit his forehead hard on a stone passed out.

"Ah, someone died!" The little friend screamed and scattered.

"What should Lu Feng do?" The timid Junzi tugged at Lu Feng's arm, and Lu Feng pushed Junzi away without making a sound and ran home.

When he ran home, his heart was still pounding. Did he kill someone just now? Will he go to jail?Help, he didn't mean to!

Lu Feng rushed into the house and wanted to find a place to hide, but he didn't expect to bump into his father's arms as soon as he opened the door.

"Fengfeng, what's the matter, are you in such a hurry?" Lu Jiacheng asked.

"Dad, I just—" Lu Feng hugged his father's leg and burst into tears, "I killed someone! What should I do, I don't want to be caught by the police uncle!"

"What did you say!" Zhao Chunxiu, who was standing in the kitchen choosing vegetables, was so frightened that she was about to have a heart attack.

While crying, Lu Feng told the whole story, before the Lu family finished, they rushed out of the house.

"Where are you going, dead ghost!" Zhao Chunxiu shouted.

Of course Lu Jiacheng went to save people. Lu Xun is his elder brother's only son. If something happened to him, his elder brother would have to kill his own son.

But before he ran far, he saw his elder brother rushing towards his home with Lu Xun in his arms. He took a look from a distance, but Lu Xun's eyes were still open, and then his heart fell back. bottom of my heart.

When he went back to report the results, and then proposed to bring some money to apologize to his eldest brother, the scene above appeared.

Zhao Chunxiu cried while pointing at Lu Jiacheng and cursing: "Am I reluctant to spend money? Is it because I want to buy a house in the town? My dad can tell me that he won't pay a penny at that time, and he will keep all the money. I want to buy a house for my younger brother to marry a wife. Why am I so miserable? My father doesn’t love my husband and he turns his elbows outward. When you married me, the gift money was less than half of that of others! Now I have worked so hard to earn any money in my family. of?"

When Lu Jiacheng heard about the gift money, he immediately shrank his neck and went to the kitchen to warm up the dishes.

Lu Xun sat on the head of the bed, watching Lu Yecheng busy all the time, thinking that he still didn't know his last name, since the doctor said that he lost his memory, naturally he didn't have to worry about how to hide it.

Lu Yecheng stewed a pot of chicken soup, and then filled a bowl to feed Lu Xun.

Lu Xun saw that he was holding the spoon in his left hand, and holding the bowl with some difficulty in his right hand. The chicken soup in the bowl had a strange color and a strange smell.

The corner of Lu Xun's mouth twitched, no wonder the child was so thin and small, it turned out to be the father who tortured him.

He has been wandering for many years and has eaten everything. The bowl of chicken soup in front of him is nothing to him. He took the bowl directly, drank the contents in one gulp, tasted it, and felt that it was not particularly bad.

Lu Yecheng had an embarrassed smile on his face: "Father is useless, he can't do anything well."

Fortunately, in addition to this chicken soup, there are sweet corn on the cob and sweet potatoes sent by the third aunt next door for dinner.

Lu Xun’s previous dynasty had seen sweet potatoes and potatoes, but they were called differently. However, it was the first time he had eaten sweet corn.

"Pa-ta..." A voice came from outside the door. Lu Xun looked up, but saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy lying on the side of the door, looking at Lu Xun timidly.

"Junzi, have you eaten yet?" Lu Yecheng warmly greeted him to come in.

The boy named Junzi was wearing a somewhat worn-out padded jacket, and he stared at Lu Xun's corn as soon as he came in.

It is early spring, the corn has not been planted yet, and the price is relatively expensive. People in the village are generally reluctant to buy this. These sweet corns were sent by the third aunt next door; the third aunt has always taken good care of the Lu family. Injured, he lent 2000 yuan to Lu Yecheng without even thinking about it.

Lu Xun glanced at Junzi indifferently, and found that the child's right ear was red, and the back of his hand was also red.

Junzi shook his head, he shrank his neck, tears were still in his eyes.

Only then did Lu Yecheng realize that the back of Junzi's hand was red and the black padded coat was covered with dust. He stood up suddenly: "Your father beat you again!"

Junzi remained silent, but the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

Junzi's father was a well-known alcoholic in the village. Every time he was drunk, he beat his wife and children. Every time he got into trouble, every family had hard-to-read scriptures. Lu Yecheng sighed and handed over his corn to him. Junzi, and then comforted him.

Junzi took the corn but didn't eat it. He was worried about Lu Xun's injury. Although he didn't push Lu Xun into the river, he often followed Lu Feng to bully Lu Xun in the past. He was worried whether Lu Xun would take advantage of this opportunity Complaining to his father, he couldn't help but shudder when he remembered that his father liked to use his fists to teach him a lesson.

He hesitated and said, "Lu Xun, how are you..."

Lu Xun turned a blind eye to the guilt and fear in Junzi's eyes, and frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

Junzi: "..."

Lu Yecheng looked sad, and said, "Xun Xun's head hit a big rock, and he can't remember everything."

Junzi looked at Lu Xun in astonishment: "Lu Xun, you really don't remember me, and you don't remember who put you—"

Junzi immediately shut up, and secretly glanced at Lu Yecheng who was standing beside him.

Lu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was a blank expression on his face.

"It's time for me to go home. If I come home late, my father will scold me again." Junzi ran away quickly.

It seems that Junzi must know why he was injured, and he was even there when he was injured.

……

After a few days of understanding, Lu Xun finally knew that he was now in a village called Lizigou. The land here was poor and barren, but there were only a hundred families. Like his previous dynasties, the villagers also lived by planting and selling crops. .But the farmers in this world don't offer food, and don't extort miscellaneous taxes.

The former owner of this body is called Lu Xun, who is already 13 years old. He is in the sixth grade of the elementary school in the village. Lu Xun's father is called Lu Yecheng. He is the only local doctor in several nearby villages. The business of Chinese herbal medicines for damage and treatment of rheumatism is bleak, and the monthly expenditure is basically not enough to make ends meet. No wonder Lu Xun has no flesh. He is already 12 years old and looks only eight or nine years old.

Although the 13-year-old has already missed the best time to practice martial arts, Lu Xun believes that with the experience accumulated in his previous life and the secrets and methods he wrote down, even if he can't reach the peak of the past, it is still no problem to reach the seventh or eighth level.

Moreover, after a few days of observation, he learned from a strange thing called a TV that people in this world have a messy cognition of martial arts, let alone internal strength light skills.

At this moment, the corners of Lu Xun's mouth twitched. He was watching a remake of the classic martial arts "Legend of Sword Heroes" by a famous director on TV. The protagonist Guo Qing was fighting with the villain Yue Bujun at the moment. He floated up like a fairy, and then he made a gesture that looked like a Tai Chi figure, and fought with Yue Bujun's shining red sword with his bare hands, and then Lu Xun widened his eyes, seeing that the protagonist's palm also popped out. The circle or blue or yellow halo competes with the shining red sword.

Lu Xun: ...

Is this really a martial arts masterpiece?Master Mozun said that he couldn't even watch it for 5 minutes, not to mention the lightness of the protagonist's moves, and the supporting characters holding swords in the back, your weapons are not sharpened, okay?