Chen Sheng nodded, and said in a natural tone: "Chen has been learning martial arts since he was a child, and he has been immersed in the skills of yín fist sticks for more than 20 years. I don't dare to talk about anything else, but in these two items, self-confidence is still long. It's an eye-opener to say. But Chen believes in my own ability, and the three of them have indeed never seen it. ”

Chinese have always been restrained. Even if you obviously have something very powerful, when others praise you, you are often used to self-deprecation. Otherwise, others will think that you are not humble enough, and you will get carried away with your small achievements, and your tail will rise to the sky.

However, in the 21st century, this trend has gradually become obsolete. In modern society, everyone pays attention to publicity. Chen Sheng, as an invincible warrior in the world in his own shijie, is even more arrogant in his heart. Since his skills are indeed outstanding, why deliberately pretend to be modest and insist that he can't do it? There is one to say one, and there is two to say two. No boasting, but never self-deprecating.

However, Chen Sheng's style was obviously very unexpected to the three Shaolin lay disciples of Yi, Xin, and Huang. Seeing that the warrior calmly accepted his praise, the three of them couldn't help but be stunned, and they felt quite unacceptable. Among them, Yi Guozi was more sleek, and he hurriedly smiled at the moment: "haha~ Brother Chen is really quick to talk, and he deserves to be a good man." That's right. I heard Brother Chen talk about it last night, saying that he is the eighth generation disciple of Hongmen. What is this Hongmen sect there? A few of us were lonely and unheard, but Brother Chen smiled. ”

Chen Sheng smiled. I used the water-soaked cloth as a towel and wiped off the sweat from my body. On the other hand, he said: "Hongmen is a local sect in Guangdong. There was no one else in the door but me. The three of them had never heard of it, and it was no matter why. ”

Xin Guoliang nodded and said suddenly: "I thought it was strange before. With Brother Chen's martial arts, Hongmen shouldn't be so obscure. I see. It's no wonder. By the way, Brother Chen, the ancestor of your Hongmen, I don't know who your surname is? Why do I always feel ...... Brother Chen's martial arts are quite similar to our Shaolin martial arts? ”

Of course it's close. The ancestor of Hongmen is the best Zen master and five masters among the five ancestors of Southern Shaolin. Sande Monk, Hong Xiguan, Fang Shiyu, Hu Huiqian, Tong Qianjin, Li Jinlun, Xie Yafu, Liang Yasong, Lu Acai, Chung Mi Liu and other second-generation disciples of Hongmen are collectively known as the "Shaolin Ten Tigers". Therefore, Hongmen martial arts and Shaolin martial arts are actually in the same line. The three Shaolin disciples of Huang, Xin, and Yi felt familiar after seeing it, and it was a matter of course.

Chen Sheng claimed to be a disciple of Hongmen, which was indifferent. But if he were asked to explain in detail the ins and outs of Hongmen, it was very obvious, and it was a question that could not be explained in any way. Chen Sheng has no intention of wasting his energy and wasting time. He shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "The rural sect is not prosperous, and the past generations have only barely maintained it, so everything is simple. I only know that the surname of the Hongmen patriarch is Hong, and the rest are ...... Even my master may not know. I'm sorry for that. However, as the saying goes, the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin. Maybe our Hongmen ancestor really has something to do with Shaolin Temple, that's not sure. ”

Huang Guobai nodded and said with a smile: "Presumably it is true." Haha, in that case, we really have a lot of connections. Brother Chen, it's rare to meet by fate. Let's go out and have a few bowls of drinks, talk about martial arts, wouldn't it be happy? ”

Before the words fell, Yi Guozi next to him frowned and said, "Senior Brother Huang, it's inappropriate, right?" Brother Chen has the "Sword Spectrum to Warward Off Evil Spirits" on him. Uncle Fang Sheng promised to ensure that Jian Pu and Brother Chen were safe before Liu Sanye's golden plate washing his hands was finished. Let's go out for a drink...... Wouldn't it be too dangerous? ”

Xin Guoliang disagreed, and said, "What are you afraid of?" Brother Chen's own martial arts are already so good. Coupled with a few of us, and in front of the public, is there still someone who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to rob it? Hey~ Even if he dares, he has to ask our fist first if he agrees. ”

Chen Sheng smiled and said, "Brother Xin is right. Rest assured. The sword spectrum has been placed in an absolutely safe place by me. No matter who robs and steals, it is destined to be in vain. But...... Three of them are Shaolin disciples, right? Is it OK to drink alcohol? ”

Huang Guobai said with a smile: "Senior Uncle and Senior Brother Jueyue are monks, of course they can't drink. But a few of us are just lay disciples. When you are in the temple, you naturally have to keep the precepts, but when you come out, you don't have to. ”

Xin Guoliang and Huang Guobai are both bold, and Yi Guozi is sleek, but they are not bad people. Chen Sheng had a good impression of them, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, then I'll go back to my room to change clothes, and let's go out together." He put a cloth stick on the railing of the corridor and walked towards the north wing.

On the other side, in the east wing, Lin Pingzhi's heart was pounding, he sat in the corner with his back to the window, and secretly pondered: "Where is the "Sword Spectrum to Ward Off Evil Spirits" hidden? weishenme Chen Sheng is so sure that absolutely no one can steal it? That's not right. He hadn't gone out of the city last night. The sword book can only be kept in the room, right? Since he's going out, I'm ......."

What Lin Pingzhi secretly had in mind, Chen Sheng naturally didn't know. Even if you know, you don't care. Because the private storage space of the Infinite God Domain Competitor belongs to another dimension at all, and the reality shijie is mutually dúlì with each other. So there is no doubt that it really is the safest place to collect items on this shijie.

The warrior walked into the wing room and covered the door casually. This wing room is divided into two rooms, inside and outside. Chen Sheng lived in the outer room, while Ye Yongxing and Su Ziling lived in the inner room. Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing outside, Su Ziling came out of the inner room and shouted obediently: "Brother Sheng, good morning." What, are you going out? ”

Chen Sheng nodded, took out a piece of clothing from the storage space and put it on, and said, "Not bad." Those Shaolin disciples were going to drink with me. But now that there are dragons and snakes in Liu's mansion, don't go. Stay and practice the basics I taught you the other day. Hey? Why is there only one of you in the room? What about Saya? ”

Su Ziling shook her head and took the initiative to come over to help Chen Sheng tidy up his clothes. These costumes are too cumbersome compared to fashion. So if Chen Sheng wears it himself, he can't do it well. It's either chaotic here or scattered there. So I don't remember when it started, Su Ziling would come up and take the initiative to help every time. I have to say that girls are indeed always better than boys in terms of clothes. With her to help take care of it, even if it is just the same clothes, Chen Sheng wears it and walks out for people to see, which is more handsome than when he takes care of it himself.

While helping Chen Sheng straighten his clothes and then tie his belt, Su Ziling said, "Xiao Ye...... I don't know where she went. I got up in the middle of the night to drink water and saw her. When I woke up, I opened my eyes and the person was gone. ”

"Oh? People are still there in the middle of the night. Then she should ......" Chen Sheng was thoughtful, and just half a sentence was spoken, he suddenly sniffled, the pupils of his eyes contracted, and shouted: "What a heavy smell of blood!" Xiao Ye, isn't it you? ”

"What, you can smell it all so well? This nose, tsk, is comparable to Xiaomi/Peach. In a sweet laugh with a hint of playfulness, a figure appeared out of thin air in the corner of the room. It went from light to thick, but in a few breaths, it was reduced to a real little girl wearing a bright red sè shirt. She grinned and took off a ring from her thumb and threw it back into the storage space, pulled over a chair to sit down, threw the burden in her hand on the floor, and shouted, "Oops, it's delicious, Xiao Su, pour me a glass of water." ”

A big living person, all of a sudden, came out of the air out of nothing. Such an unbelievable scene happened right in front of him, which really scared Su Ziling a lot. In an instant, she lost her countenance, and almost subconsciously wanted to scream. Fortunately, he reached out in time to cover his mouth, so that he didn't alarm the people in the entire courtyard. Her plump chest then rose and fell rapidly, and it was really worrying that her dress would burst and shatter in the next moment.

Chen Sheng glanced at Su Ziling twice, and then turned his attention back to the burden on the ground. frowned and said, "You went out early in the morning and got the smell of blood all over your body, just for this?" By the way, who is Xiaomi/Peach? ”

"Xiaomi/Peach, a pet mastiff from a good friend of mine. Its nose is pink, so it's called Honey/Peach. How's that, it's a good fit, right? Ye Yongxing was triumphant, and then knocked on the table hard, and said very dissatisfiedly: "Water! I said I wanted water! Xiao Su, are you deaf? ”

Su Ziling shuddered, and hurriedly walked over to pour water for Xiaoye. The horse monkey soju poured down two large cups of cold tea in one go, turned around and said to Chen Sheng: "The gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late." Hmph, I'm a little girl, so I can't wait ten years. These two ungrateful white-eyed wolves. Let them live a few more hours, and it will already be cheaper for them. Hee-hee, it's a pity that my phone is out of battery. Otherwise, I'd like you to see them begging for mercy. ”

Chen Sheng walked over and squatted down, opened the baggage and looked inside, only to see that the two heads of Qingcheng disciples Shen Renjun and Ji Rentong had been cut off by neck, and their hair was tied in knots and stuffed into the baggage. Both heads were covered in flesh and blood, as if they had been gnawed and scratched by some beast with its fangs and claws. But the two of them were not blind, and their eyebrows were filled with panic and fear, which were still vivid.

The warrior was disgusted, threw away the burden, and said, "Just kill these two guys, what are you going to do with the heads back?" Hurry up and melt it with your corpse powder. It's unappetizing to watch. ”

Ye Yongxing grinned and said, "That's not for you to see." After reading it, it will naturally melt away. He casually took out the bottle containing the corpse powder from his space and threw it to Su Ziling, instructing, "Xiaozi, you go to work." Seeing the dead is very helpful for practicing courage. ”

Counting up, Su Ziling has already killed five Qingcheng disciples before and after. No matter how small her courage was, she has gradually exercised to almost match her cups. Therefore, she did not hesitate to answer Ye Yongxing's instructions, took the small bottle and began to work.