Zha Gong's evolutionary path
Chapter 116 Sadness
Lin Gongru was unarmed, raising his eyebrows and asking a question, which made people feel cold all over.
How did the man in gray expect him to suddenly bring up such an irrelevant topic, what is the lotus mark?
But this man stood there indifferently, his eyes swept over calmly and indifferently, there was a kind of restrained murderous intent on his body, martial arts practitioners are the most keen, and they can quickly detect it.
He suppressed the sudden restlessness, and said with a sneer: "Lotus? This Yancheng is three hundred miles away from the city, but there is a lotus pond. If you want, the uncle might as well bury your body there. Give it to me!"
They took Lu Ye's money and missed it last time, but this time they had enough of their lives to make this little boy fall here.The leader gave an order, and the other nine people immediately raised their weapons and greeted Lin Gongru without thinking.The so-called beating a teacher to death with random punches, even if this person has good skills, he can't turn around in this narrow alley, can he still fly into the sky and escape from the ground?
It's a pity that after going through several time and space, Lin Gongru did develop the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth.
Seeing him staring coldly, he raised his breath and jumped up, leaping high into the air, pointing his toes on the eight/nine/weapons that were attacking him, and jumped out of the encirclement with his strength.With an instant change of body shape, this person landed on the ground lightly and skillfully, with his arms folded around his chest, he looked coldly at these people who were left behind by him.
He showed no signs of turning around to run, although the entrance to the alley was right behind him.
Those men in gray leaped out of the encirclement circle with great ease, and they were stunned for a moment, all of them couldn't hold back their faces.At this time, it is no longer possible to form an encirclement trend, so they can only press forward with one brain.
"It seems that you don't know where the person I'm looking for is." Lin Gongru said, "Then let me change the question and answer me, and I can still spare you."
His figure was erratic, and several men in gray rushed forward with their knives up, but they saw him shuttle back and forth like a butterfly playing with flowers in the shadow of the sword, not to mention the flesh and blood injuries, and even the corner of his clothes didn't even get a little bit of it.He didn't try to snatch their swords and fight them directly, but like a cat playing with a mouse, he watched them exhausted to attack him with cold eyes.
The killers began to regret that they took this business recklessly. They couldn't fight head-on in the Temple of the City God, and he saw through the sneak attack after nightfall; The value of killing it?
This young master Lu has gotten into trouble with a strange person this time.
Seeing that the attack was hopeless, the men in gray looked at each other and retreated. Just as they were about to turn around and flee, Lin Gongru's footsteps sank, his palms turned and he grabbed the long sword from one of them. The neck of the gray-clothed man who was talking nonsense at the head had a cold voice: "Who ordered you to come, was it Lu Ye?"
"He tricked Yao Qiban into Lu's residence. Did he really want to celebrate his old man's birthday, or did he have other intentions?"
An Hansheng's footsteps faltered, and he almost failed to lift the arm holding the sword. He only felt a hot current rushing up from his lower abdomen, absorbing most of his physical strength.He clenched the wooden sword tightly, and almost used all his strength to force out that stance, and turned around with a wrong step, his clothes were already soaked.
what happened……?
Sword dancing emphasizes the unity of body and mind, concentration and concentration, without any other distractions. He usually controls the sword with his heart, and has never had the slightest distraction; with the opportunity of sword dancing, sometimes he is engrossed, and he can even forget everything and himself without knowing it. The boundary of the sun and the moon.This time I got on the stage, but I often feel that my true energy is not enough, and it is difficult to bring it up. There is a vague hotness in the dantian.
Before half a cup of tea, he began to feel that his body was getting more and more wrong, and the unreasonable heat began to spread, dispersing from the dantian, and urging away to the meridians.
In the middle of the sword dance, there is no way that the air energy will be consumed so quickly, and the more he raises his energy to suppress this abnormal movement, the more his hands and feet become weaker, and even the roots of his ears are hot, and his breath becomes more rapid .
He forcibly suppressed the abnormality in his body, his steps were not chaotic, his teeth were clenched, and he was still doing everything perfectly, refusing to make half a cent of it.Although his figure is a little heavier than before, his moves are still flexible and elegant. In the eyes of people who don't know the truth, it is still a wonderful sword dance.
The theater was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop to the ground. The dignitaries and rich people gathered here in Yancheng were all staring intently at the figure walking around on the stage with their mouths wide open, forgetting to even applaud and cheer.
An Hansheng's fair face gradually turned crimson, his breath gradually became disordered, and his clothes were already soaked in thin sweat.Others have no way of seeing through his unusual appearance, but feel that Yaoqi's class leader is full of peach blossoms, bright eyes, and flexible waist that seems unbearable, making people unable to look away, really wanting to stop.
Lu Ye had already stopped picking up the grapes, his eyes were fixed on An Hansheng on the stage, and he didn't even notice the juice from the grapes in his mouth oozing out.
Everyone in Yaoqi's class didn't realize that there was something wrong with An Hansheng. He suppressed the restlessness in his body, and continued to forcefully support the whole sword dance. Great……"
The last ray of music sounded like a thread, and when it floated into An Hansheng's ears lightly, it seemed as if it took away the last bit of strength from him at the same time.The hand holding the sword could no longer be swung freely, he barely turned his body and stood still, brushed the spine of the sword with both fingers, and made a perfect gesture of retracting the sword, cold sweat slipped down his temples.
There was a moment of silence in the theatre, followed by applause.
Even the seventy-year-old old man of the Lu Mansion sat on the chairman's seat, with a gray beard and a look of admiration on his face.Lu Mingyi, the lord of the whole family behind him, also thought to himself, this grassroots team in the world actually still has some real talents and practical learning, and that little bastard insisted on inviting him here, this time he finally has some insight .
Lu Ye threw away the teacup in his hand, triumphantly grabbed the servant, and whispered a few words in his ear.The young fellow agreed repeatedly, and then disappeared in the crowd in a moment.
An Hansheng braced his body and got down from the stage. His internal organs seemed to be burning with flames, which made him dizzy and dizzy. His eyes were full of spring water, and he looked at everyone vaguely and couldn't see clearly. .But the heartbeat of the person he watched suddenly accelerated, and he was fascinated for a while.
"Master Han," someone came up to help him, with a smile in his voice, and he looked very excited, "Master Han, today we are really showing off! Listen to their applause!"
An Hansheng managed to recognize that the person supporting him was Luomei. He grabbed the other person's arm, and the breath he exhaled was already hot. He said, "I can't see clearly, Luomei, help me go to the backyard..."
Luomei asked in surprise, "Master Han, did you put too much effort into dancing the sword just now?"
He saw that An Hansheng's temple hair was slightly disheveled, a fair face with a bright crimson color, An Hansheng's light and quick breath sprinkled on his wrist, which made his heart thump for no reason.
He suppressed the disrespectful thoughts and forced himself to think, Lord Han was tired from dancing the sword just now, I will take him to the backyard to rest for a while, don't think about being disrespectful to Lord Han.
Seeing him stepping off the stage, Qiuniang and Shusheng squeezed over to help.
An Hansheng said: "It's okay, just let Luomei help me to rest. The two of you...stay here." When he said the last two words, his eyes became more blurred, and the palms that were tightly clenched into Luomei began to ooze out. Sweat.
Today's meeting was just halfway through, and the head teacher of Yaoqi's class was supposed to stay in the tent and wait, so it's not appropriate to leave the venue hastily, if two more people leave, I'm afraid it will be considered disrespectful by the Lu family.Qiuniang and Shusheng had no choice but to stay where they were, watching Luomei walk towards the backyard with An Hansheng on his arm.
On the way from the theater to the backyard, An Hansheng walked quite inappropriately. People with blurred faces struggled to squeeze through the crowd, greeted him enthusiastically, and some people invited him to come back. Performing in a certain mansion, some people inquired about the appearance price of Yaoqi's class.
An Hansheng was covered in cold sweat, his body was hot and cold, and he almost couldn't even stand still, but he still forced himself to show a gentle smile, and tried his best to greet the other party who he couldn't see clearly.
When he finally stepped into the moon gate of the backyard and left the hustle and bustle behind, An Hansheng had already collapsed.
Lu Ye's servant had been waiting for a long time, now he came forward and said to Luomei, "Master Han is not feeling well? My young master specially asked the younger one to come over and help, and send Master Han to the room."
Luo Mei said: "Oh, Young Master Lu is very thoughtful." Then he followed the servant and sent An Hansheng to the wing.
An Hansheng was in a haze, only to hear Luomei groan in surprise, and said in a low voice: "It seems that this is not our guest room..."
What did the boy answer, but An Hansheng didn't hear clearly, it seemed that he was saying that the young master specially arranged for Master Han to rest.
He was helped to lie down halfway on a bench, and then the door slammed and closed again, and the two of them backed out.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that no human voice could be heard.An Hansheng fell down on the bench in a daze, feeling a lot more at ease, but felt that his body was overheated, and his sweat broke out layer by layer, soaking his clothes inside and out.
He groped on the table next to him, found a cup of half-warm tea, brought it over in a daze and drank it in one gulp, the lukewarm tea fell into his stomach, but it didn't relieve the scalding heat in his body at all. Almost too stuffy to breathe.
No, it won't get better if you lie down like this, it's better to get up and wash your face, sober...
His brow was wet with sweat, he propped himself on the bench, and slowly stood up, the foreground in front of him seemed to be covered in a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly like a veil of smoke.He tried hard to restrain his breathing, and moved towards the water basin little by little, stumbling.
Suddenly staggered, his feet seemed to be tripping over the carpet, An Hansheng's body was unstable, and he threw himself forward.
I thought I would fall into the mud, but unexpectedly an arm stretched out from the side, firmly supporting him, and a man's hurried breath came to his ear: "Master Han, be careful."
The moment An Hansheng was touched by the man, An Hansheng shuddered Linglingly. The hot temperature all over his body was concentrated on the small piece of skin that was in contact with the man, and his whole body glowed with a coquettish crimson color.
"You..." He faintly turned the familiar voice in his mind, trembling, and suddenly understood something, "Lu Ye, you..."
"Master Han is so confused that he still thinks about this young master, ha, what a great honor!" Lu Ye laughed wildly, tightened his arms, and hugged the unsteady man in his arms. Rubbing against her ear affectionately, she said lewdly, "Is it hot? How about I come to make Lord Han feel better?"
when did you-
This doubt was swirling in my heart, unable to spit it out, and this is not the right time to get to the bottom of it.Even though his body was exhausted and his mind was in a daze, An Hansheng knew very well what was going to happen next, if he couldn't get out in time...
He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and red blood immediately oozed from his mouth.
Taking advantage of this brief moment of sobriety, An Hansheng grabbed the wooden sword at his waist with his backhand, pressed the hilt against the chest of the man who was hugging him, and pushed him away.Although his hands were soft and weak, relying on a little skillful strength on the wooden sword, Lu Ye unexpectedly hit him in the chest, half of his body went numb, and immediately took two steps back.
Panting for breath, An Hansheng supported one side of the wall, gritted his teeth, turned around and staggered towards the outside of the house.
The young master of the Lu family was astonished, but aroused a stronger / desire / fire, and said with a smile: "Why are you so stubborn? We are both men, and we can comfort each other. It's not a big deal." Going up, he easily hugged the person with weak legs and feet into his arms again, and stingily licked away the blood on An Hansheng's lips: "Oh, don't hurt yourself, Master Han."
The tip of the tongue was wet and hot, and when he licked it, An Hansheng's whole body shivered violently, and his stomach felt nauseated.The wooden sword in his hand was easily taken away and kicked far away, the young master of the Lu family chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Don't waste your time, you won't be able to escape, this young master promises to let you experience the bliss in the world. "
How did the man in gray expect him to suddenly bring up such an irrelevant topic, what is the lotus mark?
But this man stood there indifferently, his eyes swept over calmly and indifferently, there was a kind of restrained murderous intent on his body, martial arts practitioners are the most keen, and they can quickly detect it.
He suppressed the sudden restlessness, and said with a sneer: "Lotus? This Yancheng is three hundred miles away from the city, but there is a lotus pond. If you want, the uncle might as well bury your body there. Give it to me!"
They took Lu Ye's money and missed it last time, but this time they had enough of their lives to make this little boy fall here.The leader gave an order, and the other nine people immediately raised their weapons and greeted Lin Gongru without thinking.The so-called beating a teacher to death with random punches, even if this person has good skills, he can't turn around in this narrow alley, can he still fly into the sky and escape from the ground?
It's a pity that after going through several time and space, Lin Gongru did develop the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth.
Seeing him staring coldly, he raised his breath and jumped up, leaping high into the air, pointing his toes on the eight/nine/weapons that were attacking him, and jumped out of the encirclement with his strength.With an instant change of body shape, this person landed on the ground lightly and skillfully, with his arms folded around his chest, he looked coldly at these people who were left behind by him.
He showed no signs of turning around to run, although the entrance to the alley was right behind him.
Those men in gray leaped out of the encirclement circle with great ease, and they were stunned for a moment, all of them couldn't hold back their faces.At this time, it is no longer possible to form an encirclement trend, so they can only press forward with one brain.
"It seems that you don't know where the person I'm looking for is." Lin Gongru said, "Then let me change the question and answer me, and I can still spare you."
His figure was erratic, and several men in gray rushed forward with their knives up, but they saw him shuttle back and forth like a butterfly playing with flowers in the shadow of the sword, not to mention the flesh and blood injuries, and even the corner of his clothes didn't even get a little bit of it.He didn't try to snatch their swords and fight them directly, but like a cat playing with a mouse, he watched them exhausted to attack him with cold eyes.
The killers began to regret that they took this business recklessly. They couldn't fight head-on in the Temple of the City God, and he saw through the sneak attack after nightfall; The value of killing it?
This young master Lu has gotten into trouble with a strange person this time.
Seeing that the attack was hopeless, the men in gray looked at each other and retreated. Just as they were about to turn around and flee, Lin Gongru's footsteps sank, his palms turned and he grabbed the long sword from one of them. The neck of the gray-clothed man who was talking nonsense at the head had a cold voice: "Who ordered you to come, was it Lu Ye?"
"He tricked Yao Qiban into Lu's residence. Did he really want to celebrate his old man's birthday, or did he have other intentions?"
An Hansheng's footsteps faltered, and he almost failed to lift the arm holding the sword. He only felt a hot current rushing up from his lower abdomen, absorbing most of his physical strength.He clenched the wooden sword tightly, and almost used all his strength to force out that stance, and turned around with a wrong step, his clothes were already soaked.
what happened……?
Sword dancing emphasizes the unity of body and mind, concentration and concentration, without any other distractions. He usually controls the sword with his heart, and has never had the slightest distraction; with the opportunity of sword dancing, sometimes he is engrossed, and he can even forget everything and himself without knowing it. The boundary of the sun and the moon.This time I got on the stage, but I often feel that my true energy is not enough, and it is difficult to bring it up. There is a vague hotness in the dantian.
Before half a cup of tea, he began to feel that his body was getting more and more wrong, and the unreasonable heat began to spread, dispersing from the dantian, and urging away to the meridians.
In the middle of the sword dance, there is no way that the air energy will be consumed so quickly, and the more he raises his energy to suppress this abnormal movement, the more his hands and feet become weaker, and even the roots of his ears are hot, and his breath becomes more rapid .
He forcibly suppressed the abnormality in his body, his steps were not chaotic, his teeth were clenched, and he was still doing everything perfectly, refusing to make half a cent of it.Although his figure is a little heavier than before, his moves are still flexible and elegant. In the eyes of people who don't know the truth, it is still a wonderful sword dance.
The theater was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop to the ground. The dignitaries and rich people gathered here in Yancheng were all staring intently at the figure walking around on the stage with their mouths wide open, forgetting to even applaud and cheer.
An Hansheng's fair face gradually turned crimson, his breath gradually became disordered, and his clothes were already soaked in thin sweat.Others have no way of seeing through his unusual appearance, but feel that Yaoqi's class leader is full of peach blossoms, bright eyes, and flexible waist that seems unbearable, making people unable to look away, really wanting to stop.
Lu Ye had already stopped picking up the grapes, his eyes were fixed on An Hansheng on the stage, and he didn't even notice the juice from the grapes in his mouth oozing out.
Everyone in Yaoqi's class didn't realize that there was something wrong with An Hansheng. He suppressed the restlessness in his body, and continued to forcefully support the whole sword dance. Great……"
The last ray of music sounded like a thread, and when it floated into An Hansheng's ears lightly, it seemed as if it took away the last bit of strength from him at the same time.The hand holding the sword could no longer be swung freely, he barely turned his body and stood still, brushed the spine of the sword with both fingers, and made a perfect gesture of retracting the sword, cold sweat slipped down his temples.
There was a moment of silence in the theatre, followed by applause.
Even the seventy-year-old old man of the Lu Mansion sat on the chairman's seat, with a gray beard and a look of admiration on his face.Lu Mingyi, the lord of the whole family behind him, also thought to himself, this grassroots team in the world actually still has some real talents and practical learning, and that little bastard insisted on inviting him here, this time he finally has some insight .
Lu Ye threw away the teacup in his hand, triumphantly grabbed the servant, and whispered a few words in his ear.The young fellow agreed repeatedly, and then disappeared in the crowd in a moment.
An Hansheng braced his body and got down from the stage. His internal organs seemed to be burning with flames, which made him dizzy and dizzy. His eyes were full of spring water, and he looked at everyone vaguely and couldn't see clearly. .But the heartbeat of the person he watched suddenly accelerated, and he was fascinated for a while.
"Master Han," someone came up to help him, with a smile in his voice, and he looked very excited, "Master Han, today we are really showing off! Listen to their applause!"
An Hansheng managed to recognize that the person supporting him was Luomei. He grabbed the other person's arm, and the breath he exhaled was already hot. He said, "I can't see clearly, Luomei, help me go to the backyard..."
Luomei asked in surprise, "Master Han, did you put too much effort into dancing the sword just now?"
He saw that An Hansheng's temple hair was slightly disheveled, a fair face with a bright crimson color, An Hansheng's light and quick breath sprinkled on his wrist, which made his heart thump for no reason.
He suppressed the disrespectful thoughts and forced himself to think, Lord Han was tired from dancing the sword just now, I will take him to the backyard to rest for a while, don't think about being disrespectful to Lord Han.
Seeing him stepping off the stage, Qiuniang and Shusheng squeezed over to help.
An Hansheng said: "It's okay, just let Luomei help me to rest. The two of you...stay here." When he said the last two words, his eyes became more blurred, and the palms that were tightly clenched into Luomei began to ooze out. Sweat.
Today's meeting was just halfway through, and the head teacher of Yaoqi's class was supposed to stay in the tent and wait, so it's not appropriate to leave the venue hastily, if two more people leave, I'm afraid it will be considered disrespectful by the Lu family.Qiuniang and Shusheng had no choice but to stay where they were, watching Luomei walk towards the backyard with An Hansheng on his arm.
On the way from the theater to the backyard, An Hansheng walked quite inappropriately. People with blurred faces struggled to squeeze through the crowd, greeted him enthusiastically, and some people invited him to come back. Performing in a certain mansion, some people inquired about the appearance price of Yaoqi's class.
An Hansheng was covered in cold sweat, his body was hot and cold, and he almost couldn't even stand still, but he still forced himself to show a gentle smile, and tried his best to greet the other party who he couldn't see clearly.
When he finally stepped into the moon gate of the backyard and left the hustle and bustle behind, An Hansheng had already collapsed.
Lu Ye's servant had been waiting for a long time, now he came forward and said to Luomei, "Master Han is not feeling well? My young master specially asked the younger one to come over and help, and send Master Han to the room."
Luo Mei said: "Oh, Young Master Lu is very thoughtful." Then he followed the servant and sent An Hansheng to the wing.
An Hansheng was in a haze, only to hear Luomei groan in surprise, and said in a low voice: "It seems that this is not our guest room..."
What did the boy answer, but An Hansheng didn't hear clearly, it seemed that he was saying that the young master specially arranged for Master Han to rest.
He was helped to lie down halfway on a bench, and then the door slammed and closed again, and the two of them backed out.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that no human voice could be heard.An Hansheng fell down on the bench in a daze, feeling a lot more at ease, but felt that his body was overheated, and his sweat broke out layer by layer, soaking his clothes inside and out.
He groped on the table next to him, found a cup of half-warm tea, brought it over in a daze and drank it in one gulp, the lukewarm tea fell into his stomach, but it didn't relieve the scalding heat in his body at all. Almost too stuffy to breathe.
No, it won't get better if you lie down like this, it's better to get up and wash your face, sober...
His brow was wet with sweat, he propped himself on the bench, and slowly stood up, the foreground in front of him seemed to be covered in a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly like a veil of smoke.He tried hard to restrain his breathing, and moved towards the water basin little by little, stumbling.
Suddenly staggered, his feet seemed to be tripping over the carpet, An Hansheng's body was unstable, and he threw himself forward.
I thought I would fall into the mud, but unexpectedly an arm stretched out from the side, firmly supporting him, and a man's hurried breath came to his ear: "Master Han, be careful."
The moment An Hansheng was touched by the man, An Hansheng shuddered Linglingly. The hot temperature all over his body was concentrated on the small piece of skin that was in contact with the man, and his whole body glowed with a coquettish crimson color.
"You..." He faintly turned the familiar voice in his mind, trembling, and suddenly understood something, "Lu Ye, you..."
"Master Han is so confused that he still thinks about this young master, ha, what a great honor!" Lu Ye laughed wildly, tightened his arms, and hugged the unsteady man in his arms. Rubbing against her ear affectionately, she said lewdly, "Is it hot? How about I come to make Lord Han feel better?"
when did you-
This doubt was swirling in my heart, unable to spit it out, and this is not the right time to get to the bottom of it.Even though his body was exhausted and his mind was in a daze, An Hansheng knew very well what was going to happen next, if he couldn't get out in time...
He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and red blood immediately oozed from his mouth.
Taking advantage of this brief moment of sobriety, An Hansheng grabbed the wooden sword at his waist with his backhand, pressed the hilt against the chest of the man who was hugging him, and pushed him away.Although his hands were soft and weak, relying on a little skillful strength on the wooden sword, Lu Ye unexpectedly hit him in the chest, half of his body went numb, and immediately took two steps back.
Panting for breath, An Hansheng supported one side of the wall, gritted his teeth, turned around and staggered towards the outside of the house.
The young master of the Lu family was astonished, but aroused a stronger / desire / fire, and said with a smile: "Why are you so stubborn? We are both men, and we can comfort each other. It's not a big deal." Going up, he easily hugged the person with weak legs and feet into his arms again, and stingily licked away the blood on An Hansheng's lips: "Oh, don't hurt yourself, Master Han."
The tip of the tongue was wet and hot, and when he licked it, An Hansheng's whole body shivered violently, and his stomach felt nauseated.The wooden sword in his hand was easily taken away and kicked far away, the young master of the Lu family chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Don't waste your time, you won't be able to escape, this young master promises to let you experience the bliss in the world. "
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