CHAPTER XLIX

"Jun'er!!" Song Zhenguo was suddenly shocked, and hugged Jun'er with an anxious face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "What's wrong with you??What's going on!??"

Jun'er was hugged tightly by him, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Brother Song.... I.... I...."

Lu Sheng was on the side, in fact, he had already guessed that Jun'er might not be human, but he didn't expect it to be the case.

The girls on that ship may not be human, but women who have long since died. It's just that he is bound to a ship by some special force, and he uses his beauty to achieve some purpose.

He didn't bother the two, but walked away silently, guarding Chen Jiaorong in the open space on the side, breathing to recover from his physical injuries.

Every time he ran the Black Tiger Jade Crane Gong, he could feel a tingling itch from the injuries on his body. It's the feeling of flesh healing.

After about a stick of incense, Song Zhenguo walked over with red eyes, and Jun'er was nowhere to be found.

"Let's go, let's go back....." he said in a low voice with his eyes open. His voice is also a little hoarse.

Lu Sheng knew the ending, that Jun'er must have been connected with the ghost ship Red Mansion, and the ship was destroyed and people died, and Song Zhenguo may have understood the reason.

The two silently carried Chen Jiaorong on their backs and rushed in the direction of the mountain city, Song Zhenguo did not speak all the way, and Lu Sheng did not make a sound. It wasn't until he was about to reach the gate of Yanshan City that Song Zhenguo suddenly spoke.

"Brother Lu, can I also learn martial arts from you?" his eyes were full of pleading and grief, and 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 strong force, otherwise the Yamen of the mountain city would not let the ghost ships of the Red Mansion harm people on the river, in fact, they don't do much harm on weekdays, maybe it's just a hidden means. Only occasionally in need is hands-on. ”

Song Zhenguo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I know what you said, Jun'er's hatred, in the final analysis, was committed by the female ghost in the white dress, and she has been killed by Brother Lu, so there is no problem." I was just...... I just want to stop repeating this in the future..."

Lu Sheng looked at him, and saw deep powerlessness and pain in his eyes.

"You must know that 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 conditions do you need, Brother Lu is willing to teach me, do you want to apprentice? No problem!"

"No.... Don't worry, I'm not sure if you have the qualifications to practice martial arts, so you have to test it first. "Lu Sheng is also a half-baked martial arts monk, and in terms of qualifications, he doesn't have his own test method, so he can only let him try it first.

And the unique martial arts cannot be passed on lightly, this is also a common rule here, and he doesn't want to break this rule. To put it bluntly, most of the unique martial arts are painstakingly studied and tested by the creators themselves, spending a lot of hard work and energy, and some even pay for their own health and disability to create martial arts.

Who would like to teach such a product to outsiders for no reason? This is just like those huge businessmen and rich people, who have worked hard for most of their lives to create a family property, and casually ask him to pass it on to outsiders, is it possible?

This is the truth of the so-called family martial arts of many masters, if it is not passed on to outsiders, it will naturally only be passed on by family.

Lu Sheng had also heard of someone casually passing on martial arts to others, which was often too easy to learn martial arts and not cherished enough.

But he doesn't care about this, there are modifiers, no matter who they are, it's useless to compare their cultivation speed with him. With the same exercises, he can reach the peak countless times faster than ordinary people.

Therefore, Lu Sheng is not worried about this, but worried about revealing the bottom, once he lets outsiders know that his martial arts are created by himself with different martial arts, it may be extremely eye-catching.

This is not in line with his plan to make a fortune in silence and quietly improve his strength.

"In this case, let's test it first, and then I'll consider whether to pass on your martial arts. Lu Sheng plans to take a look first, if Song Zhenguo is really talented, he will pass on his basic kung fu first.

"Good!"

Song Zhenguo also knows that there will be a process of testing when passing on gong, and in some Zhiwei novels, chivalrous people often follow this rule.

The two took Chen Jiaorong into the city one after the other, and immediately the owner of the garment shop at the gate of the city saw Chen Jiaorong and rushed to report the news.

Lu Sheng's face was inconvenient to see, so he asked Song Zhenguo to take Chen Jiaorong to Chen's house to explain, and he himself quietly left and returned home.

Walking along the streets, people everywhere looked at him with strange eyes. Many children chased his ass to watch the excitement.

Lu Sheng had no choice but to speed up, and when he arrived at the door of his house, when he touched his body, the keys and money bags were burned.

"It's a big loss.... All the silver tickets are inside...."Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was going to suffer.

Knock knock.

He had no choice but to knock on the door.

"It's coming, it's coming!" The sound of small, small footsteps quickly ran over, "Who?"

"It's me. Lu Sheng answered, "The key is gone, open the door and be small." ”

Hearing that it was him, Xiao Xiao quickly opened the door.

The door slowly opened, revealing a small and cute little face, and she looked up with a smile.

Seeing Lu Sheng for the first time, the little girl was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes widened violently.

"You, you, you....!!" Then she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Lu Sheng was speechless, looked at the voices of the shops below that were alarmed, and hurriedly entered the room, picked up Xiaoxiao and put him on the bed inside. I went to boil water and prepare a wooden barrel.

After a lot of busyness, he washed the smoke on his body vigorously, dyed the bucket of water in a bucket black, and Lu Sheng got up again to make a basin of water and wipe his body, so that the towels were dyed gray and black, and then they were cleaned.

After he washed and dressed, Qiao'er woke up after a while, and when she saw him, Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, and she carefully identified him, only to recognize him as the young master Lu Sheng she served on weekdays.

Lu Sheng explained it again, saying that his clothes were burned by the fire, but fortunately he was not seriously injured. Qiao'er hurriedly ran to ask for a doctor, in addition to the money on Lu Sheng's body, there were dozens of taels of silver saved for small daily expenses, and the money for the doctor was enough.

Looking at Lu Sheng's burns, let the doctor slowly apply the medicine, Qiao'er was full of tears, sitting on the side with a look of reaching out to touch, and worried about hurting Lu Sheng.

After taking the medicine, Lu Sheng began to rest at home, and he didn't even go to the school.

After only half a month of recuperation, most of his injuries have healed, but his skin looks like it has lost its previous hair.

Strangely, his skin did not have a burn scar, but only all his hair was burned off, turning into a bare and bald head, with no hair, no eyebrows, not even a beard. It's a slouch.

After taking a leave of absence at home for a while, it was time for the annual exam.

After Song Zhenguo went back, there was no news and he didn't know what he was doing. After Chen Jiaorong went back, he learned about the situation, but he only wrote to thank Lu Sheng for saving him, but the letter did not mention anything like the ghost ship of the Red Mansion, and it is estimated that Song Zhenguo did not tell him. Maybe he doesn't necessarily believe it.

The letter mentioned that he was grounded and went to paint a boat without permission, although it was not a bad thing, but it was not a righteous thing after all, and he could not be put on the stage. And this time it was so big that he was almost burned to death, which immediately provoked the anger of the old father at home and ordered him not to go out.

Chen Yunxi came to the door in person, came over to express his gratitude to Lu Sheng, and also gave 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 have time to recuperate from his injuries and come to the door as a guest.

It's just that when she came to the door and saw Lu Sheng's hair burned, Chen Yunxi was also taken aback, but she thought it was funny, covering her mouth and worrying and distressed, and she was funny and had trouble with Lu Sheng for a long time, and she didn't go back until the afternoon and evening.

After Lu Sheng stayed at home for a while to recuperate, when his body gradually healed and recovered, he also planned to find a way to test his strength at this time. The last move on the painting boat broke out before, which made him care a lot in his heart.

But before that, a person who appeared unexpectedly slightly disrupted his arrangement.

...............

Along the mountain city next to the general soldier's house, drunk teahouse.

On the three-story spire black tea building, Lu Sheng and a pretty woman in black gauze sat opposite each other and sat in a single room on the highest floor.

Refreshments such as melon seeds, chicken feet, fruits, and nuts were placed on the table between the two. A large vermilion pot sits quietly in the middle of the tabletop, and the spout is still steaming. Two cups were placed in front of him, one by one, and half of the green tea was poured into them.

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

"How many times have we met?"

Duanmu Wan smiled, her face a little tired. "I happened to pass by here and came to meet a... Not...... Maybe it's a friend. I didn't expect to meet you on the street. ”

She was riding a horse across the street when she saw Lu Sheng coming out for breakfast, and after the two met, Lu Sheng offered to sit together. I don't know why she was willing, so she agreed to Lu Sheng's proposal to drink tea in the teahouse.

"Did Miss Duanmu go to find that heavy treasure before?" The reason why Lu Sheng was able to learn the inside story of the major events that happened in Jiulian City was because of Duanmu's gentle confession, so he also hoped to know more relevant information from this mysterious woman. Especially about the world she was in.

"yes.... Someone looking for that... Many, much more. Duanmuwan could see that she was really tired, and her dress was also wrapped in black gauze, and there was a big black hat hanging on the coat rack on the side. When she was on the street, if Lu Sheng hadn't looked up from the bottom, she really wouldn't have been able to tell that she was Duanmuwan.

Lu Sheng glanced at her hand. The slender snow-white hands, the cuffs and the clothes on the forearms were scratched, and there were some dried blood stains. Her trouser legs were stained with tiny yellow mud spots, apparently splashed on them during her hurry. There are also dark circles that appear slightly 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 charm she had when she first met Lu Sheng.

"Some people always think that they have the chance to win, they don't listen to anything, and they only think that they are right about everything. No matter how many proofs you come up with, it's useless to tell him it's wrong..... You say, isn't it annoying to such people?"

Lu Sheng was silent.

"It's very annoying. ”