Lu Gucheng frowned, leaned to the door, and muttered,

"The schoolbag is not here, let's go to school for self-study."

"What the hell!"

The aunt looked incredulous, frowned and scolded softly,

"It's okay, I'm in high school, and I know it's good to be in a hurry."

"Don't always look at people with old eyes," Lu Gucheng swept the wall, first stunned, and then smiled with satisfaction,

"After three days of identification, when I was impressed, Ming Fei was only 16 years old and had just entered his first year of high school. He's going to grow up. ”

The aunt pursed her lips and silently cleaned up her house.

"It's all sweat, it looks like I really went for a run yesterday."

She pulled Lu Mingfei's clothes from yesterday, sniffed them gently, and put them on her shoulders.

Halfway through, my aunt saw a silver light on the table,

"What are you doing with a needle, this kid? It's not long before my clothes are broken and I call out, and you see, they're all stabbing and bleeding! ”

The aunt scolded in her mouth, took out a few tickets from her clothes, and stuffed them to Lu Gucheng,

"200 will buy you cigarettes to smoke, and the other 300, you give it to Lu Mingfei for me, it's a good thing to get up early, how can you do it without eating!"

"Wife, ......... here"

"Shut up, don't think I don't know about you secretly stuffing money to Lu Mingfei, I'm generous, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

"What are you, wife?"

"I used to be afraid that he would go to an Internet café when he got old and not learn well. Right now......... Let's try it first, wait for this semester's midterm exams........ Never mind! Wait for his results in the final exam of the next semester, as long as he is not pretending, in terms of money, give him more. ”

"That's right! Don't say I gave it to you, someone in the family has to shake these two children a little. ”

"Got it, I'm doing things, aren't you still at ease?"

Lu Gucheng laughed, almost swallowing a mouth full of foam.

Glancing closely, he looked at the wall and smiled,

"Is the word on this a game guide?"

"Growing up is growing up, but you're a bit of a middle two."

"But,"

"If you want to be strong, you will really be liked."

"Oops! Valley City ——! The weather is reporting rain today, did he bring an umbrella? In the living room, my aunt's voice was heard.

Lugu City walked head-on,

"Don't worry, Shilan High School is an aristocratic middle school, and the quality of students is good. There are also a lot of students who study on Sundays, and there are always people who come back for a while. ”

"Huh! Do you think your family has that kind of popularity? ”

"Eh, don't worry, wife, maybe the goddess of luck is on Ming Fei's side and won't let the rain fall?"

"Dead ghost, you're lazy, if you don't want to send an umbrella, just say it."

"If you want me to send an umbrella, you can just say it. ——! Wrong! Wrong! Don't get started! ”

Lu Mingze opened the door with a big belly, rubbed his hazy eyes, and widened slightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion,

He always felt that his parents seemed to be in a good mood today?

Did he win the lottery without telling him?

The two couples seemed to feel their son's gaze, and they stopped together.

It's just that I don't know if it's Lu Mingze's hallucination, he always feels that there is a little more "you are really angry" in the eyes of his parents.

Lu Gucheng looked at Lu Mingze's big belly and sighed with emotion,

"Mingze, learn from your brother, look at your big belly, it's time to lose weight, don't be a senior in high school for a day, you are three years old."

"Wake up just in time, put your brother's clothes in the washing machine, wash your face and brush your teeth, then go to practice the piano, come back to read a book, I will watch you personally." The aunt greeted and handed the clothes to the stunned Lu Mingze.

"Mom, it's Sunday!"

"Sunday is not a reason for you not to study, and pouting! If you pout again, don't call me mom. ”

Lu Mingze wants to cry without tears,

So what stimulated his capricious parents?

It's still a sunset.

........

Phew——!

The autumn wind slowly blows away the curtains.

The two pieces of paper that were pasted on the wall by Ming Fei made a rattling sound.

Dangdang!

The computer shook violently, and several messages came.

"Ming Fei, the literary club has a show, there are credits, do you want to participate?" This is Chen Wenwen.

"@全体成员, attention! After the mid-term exams, there will be an orientation party, which will be jointly organized by junior high school and high school, and all parents will come. "This is Zhao Menghua, Zhao Da's squad leader.

Another .........

.........

Some closed huts, Eri Uesugi opened her eyes.

The thin quilt slipped off, revealing the white of the shoulders that shimmered with light, a color that even the gods did not dare to tarnish.

The girl blinked, stretched comfortably, and yawned silently.

Good morning, everyone(^∀^●)ノシ!

Waving lightly at her treasures, Eri ran back and forth in the room with a vibrant smile.

The naked little feet stepped on the floor, making the sound of bia~ji~bia~ji~, echoing in the very quiet room.

Squeak,

Eri closed her small box.

Slightly frizzy long hair fills the space with the refreshing scent of shampoo that lingers overnight.

Boom!

She jerked and lay on the soft yellow couch - duck-like.

Eri shook her little feet and looked straight at the bright screen, stretched out her hand and knocked it little by little, very seriously,

"Sakura, it's half past seven, Eri is awake, are you awake?"

"Sakura, let's have a plate, you haven't said the exact time yet!"

After waiting for a while, Eri pouted, and her fingertips made a crisp sound

"Not awake yet?"

"Is Sakura a piglet?"

After a long time of no reply, the girl lay bored on the duck couch, staring at the ceiling and distracted.

Sakura, it's slow......

Eri blinked and looked out of the gloomy window,

It's a rainy day,

It's not suitable for prying.

.........

Rumble——!

The stormy dark earth, lightning and thunder.

Sonorous! Sonorous!

In the vast space, unconscious black shadows were surging densely, colliding like erosion, making a golden crisp sound.

Appeal——!

Suddenly, the rain fell on the long slope, and the white Pegasus stretched its neck and let out a long hissing sound!

The four forepaws are galloping, exploding thunder and crackling!

The eight-legged Pegasus - Slepnis!

Buzz——!

The mottled ancient trees streaked across the sky, with their hands on their backs, implicated in the howling wind!

That's an ancient weapon that locks in cause and effect—Kungunir!

The sleeping one-eyed opened its eyelids, and a dull and magnificent voice sounded,

"Who?"

"Who dares to steal God's authority?"

The bright golden pupils are bright, it's Odin!

The land of the undead with lightning and thunder, the rain falling wildly, and the wind howling!

The Deadpool Army opened its eyes as the king awoke.

The dim earth, behind the horses, is displayed, and the eyes are full of gold at first glance!

Someone has touched the king's authority,

Therefore, thousands of strands were condensed in the big hand, and the king sent an invitation to the distance for the condensation of cause and effect!

So in the windy season of autumn and winter, with the storm as a curtain, Odin's hunting was opened!

The Nibelungen messes up the elemental tides of reality,

The wave of flowers crashed into the dark gray sand, and a few dark blue crabs were overturned.

Over the coastal city, boundless water vapor ripples!

DiDi ——!

DiDi ——!

The congested asphalt stone road, the red reciprocal of the intersection, traces a series of red car tails, and the piercing horn urges at first.

The storm is coming!

"Is it going to rain?"

Lu Mingfei carried his schoolbag and subconsciously turned around.

Sniffing the pungent tail scent, he scratched his cheek,

"God, give face, can you stop it, I didn't have any preparations."

Umbrellas, raincoats, he didn't bring any.

........

Walking into the campus, Lu Mingfei went straight to the playground, not caring about the crowd on campus, it seemed that there were a lot more than yesterday.

Hanging on the blue horizontal bar,

Buckle the silver-white fence and stretch it simply according to Senior Brother Chu's teachings.

And then there's,

Strange and familiar run!

The dull water vapor sticks to the tiny hairs, and it is not very friendly to the cloudy day.

The oppressive air squeezes the heaving chest, and the oxygen in the morning air is somewhat thin.

Knock ——!

Knock ——!

Gradually and violently beating in the ears explodes!

Exercise dispels fatigue and enlivens the eyes.

Round and round!

The soul directs the body and coordinates every muscle.

Precise control, every penny!

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized,

It is true that the results of five years of training in the Demon Slayer World cannot be directly given to this body.

However, the instinctive perception quickly erases the mistakes that may be made in the process of moving forward again!

In that case, he would probably only need three years.........

No!

Phew——!

Suck ——!

Lu Mingfei's mouth and nose echoed with a peculiar rhythm.

In an instant, the accumulated exhaustion was swept away!

What followed was a sudden light footstep!

"One year!"

As long as he is willing to work hard, and his uncle and aunt don't think he eats too much, it only takes a year for him to return to the pace of ghost slayer.

It's just that I don't know how much the power of demon slayer will be constrained in the reality dominated by technology.

Stomp ——!

Chu Zihang hung a towel and stepped into the playground with light sweat, but he was slightly stunned.

"Ming Fei?"

He did not expect this change to come.

But to his surprise, based on the difference in running posture and rhythm between yesterday and today,

Lu Mingfei's progress is a little terrifying!

.......

The two chatted in one or two and moved to the kendo hall.

With the crisp collision of the key and the lock hole, the unmanned kendo hall was opened, and the slightly scattered dust was like a clear mist, and it was empty.

Chu Zihang thoughtfully handed Lu Mingfei a bamboo knife.

"I'll teach you some basic kendo basics first."

"There are various sword schools in China and Japan, and my own learning is more miscellaneous, and on the whole it is more biased towards actual combat."

"Uh-huh! Senior Brother Chu, I know. Lu Mingfei nodded lightly in response, muttering in his heart,

After all, Senior Brother Chu, your original intention of learning kendo seems to be to make college students cry, right?

"The progress of systematics will be slower according to a certain genre, so I intend to give you the foundation that I think is more useful."

"First of all, a vertical split!"

Listening to Chu Zihang's explanation, Lu Mingfei subconsciously waved the bamboo knife, shaking the air.

Smack——!

"Elbow an inch higher and straighten your wrist."

Smack——!

Lu Mingfei listened to the unfazed teaching, his mind was completely immersed, and he didn't notice Chu Zihang's increasingly strange eyes.

........

"One more time!"

Buzz——!

Lu Mingfei stabbed suddenly, the bamboo knife trembled slightly, stirring up a little imperceptible bamboo fragrance.

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei suspiciously,

"Ming Fei, you really haven't learned kendo?"

"Well, no, if I really had the money to learn kendo in the past, I might use it to run an Internet café."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and replied truthfully.

Really having money is not used to enjoy but to suffer, but it is not Lu's temperament.

Chu Zihang stared straight at Lu Mingfei, frowning, recalling carefully,

Straight split, it was used twenty times!

Slash thirteen times!

........

To the final straight stab, he only guided Lu Mingfei twice!

The mistakes pointed out last time, Lu Mingfei will never make them again next time.

This talent........ Or the precise control of the body, it's terrifying!

It's not like learning kendo for the first time,

Lu Ming is not him, it is more like picking up kendo again.

Boom!

Feeling Chu Zihang's eyes, Lu Mingfei finally realized a trace of something unusual, overflowing a thin cold sweat.

Finished!

Is there something wrong with his learning pace?

Senior Brother Chu.......... Probably not the kind of research maniac who would slice him or something, right?

"What's that, Senior Brother Chu,"

Lu Mingfei put down the wooden knife, looked to the left, and said:

"It's not that I haven't been exposed to it at all."

"When I was playing games, I was exposed to things like kendo."

Well, it refers to practicing the basics for four or five years, and sublimating and learning for nearly a year.

"What's the game called, so well made?" Chu Zihang couldn't help but question.

If there is such a game, he would also like to get in touch with it, maybe he can get some inspiration, after all, his kendo strength has been stopped for a long time, and he may really need some external stimulation.

"Uh," Lu Mingfei blinked,

"It's not officially released yet, so it's a ....... It's a closed beta version. ”

In other words, Lu Mingfei kept pulling his toes.

Saying this, there is always a kind of coaxing the extremely serious senior sister of the school........ The meaning of the senior brother is inexplicably a feeling of guilt!

I'm sorry, Senior Brother Chu!

"Then when it's online, remember to tell me." Chu Zihang didn't pursue too much, he beckoned, and signaled that Lu Mingfei was a little dazed,

"Ming Fei, you try to walk upside down, don't worry about falling, the floor of the kendo gym is very soft, and I will pick you up."

Lu Mingfei looked dazed, he didn't know that Senior Brother Chu was going to make such a fuss.

However, he still decisively put down the bamboo knife and simply turned over neatly.

The world was spinning, and Lu Mingfei's eyes were a little distracted.

If he had put it before, would he have had such a simple courage?

His body staggered, and he almost wanted to fall, but Chu Zihang subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch it.

But in the next moment, the instinct of the body took over the body instead of reason, and gradually stabilized.

Lu Mingfei's consciousness slowly returned to clarity, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

I hate to admit it, but the answer is, no!

Smack——!

Smack——!

The palms are touching the ground, and they are a little red from the weight of the whole body.

Lu Mingfei supported the ground with both hands, staggering forward and backward, but he never had the tendency to fall again.

Phew——!

Phew——!

Wheezing gradually heavier,

In the end, he was bent over and upright due to physical exhaustion.

Lu Mingfei wiped the sweat on his forehead, and pursed his lips with some doubts:

"Senior Brother Chu, what were you asking me to do just now?"

"A simple test of your body's coordination,"

Chu Zihang touched his chin and thought about responding,

"I just found out that you have a good grasp of your body."

"If you don't have abs, it's proof that you haven't systematically practiced core strength."

"If you've never systematically practiced handstand walking, or even try it for the first time."

"Then you have a terrible talent in terms of sports."

"Actually, I'm talking about ......."