"Juner!!" Song Zhenguo was shocked and hugged Jun's face with anxiety. "What happened to you? What happened?? What the **** is going on??"

Juner was hugged by him, his face showing a helpless smile.

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

Lu Sheng is on the side, in fact, I have long guessed that Juner may not be a human, I did not expect it to be so.

The **** the ship may not be a human, but a woman who has already died. It is only bound by a special force on the ship to seek a certain purpose with beauty.

He did not bother the two, but walked away silently, guarding Chen Jiaorong on the side of the air, and adjusted his interest to recover his body.

Every time he runs a black tiger jade crane, he can feel a slight itch on his body. This is the feeling of healing of the flesh and blood.

About a scent of Kung Fu, Song Zhenguo's eyes are red and red, and Juner has disappeared.

"Let's go, let's go back....." He squinted and lowered his throat. The scorpion is also hoarse.

Lu Sheng knows the ending, and the gentleman must be associated with the ghost ship red building, the ship is also ruined, and Song Zhenguo may have understood the reason.

The two silently carried Chen Jiaorong and rushed along the direction of the mountain city. Song Zhenguo did not speak all the way, and Lu Sheng did not say anything. It was not until the gate of the mountain city was reached that Song Zhenguo suddenly began to speak.

"Road brother, can I also learn from you?" His eyes were pleading and grief. Obviously, the death of Juner hit him a lot.

Lu Sheng stood in the footsteps, looked at him and sighed.

"There must be a strong force behind Juner, otherwise the gates along the mountain will not let the red building ghost ship harm people on the river. In fact, they are not harmful in the weekdays, maybe just a hidden means. Only occasionally Need is hands-on."

Song Zhenguo shook his head and smiled: "I know what you said, the hatred of Juner, in the end it is the white skirt female ghost, has been killed by the road brother, there is no problem. I am just... just I don't want to repeat this kind of thing later..."

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

"You have to know that in the world, martial arts, the ordinary is to pay for money to learn, but the martial arts alone is not easy to teach."

Song Zhenguo’s eyes are firm. "What conditions do you need, the road brother is willing to teach me, is it a teacher? No problem!"

"No....not in a hurry, do you have the qualifications of martial arts in the end, I am not sure, we must test it first." Lu Sheng is also a half-hanger martial arts monk, for qualifications, there is no test method of his own, only Let him try it first.

The unique martial arts can not be passed down, this is also a common rule here, he does not want to break this rule. To put it bluntly, the martial arts of the unique martial arts are painstakingly tested by the creators themselves. They spend a lot of effort and even martial arts that they have lost their physical health and disability.

Such a product, teaches outsiders without reason, who wants? This is the same as those of the great businessmen, who have worked hard to create a family property for most of their lives. They will be sent to outsiders casually, maybe?

This is the truth of the so-called martial arts of many masters. It is not passed on to outsiders. Naturally, only the family will pass on.

Lu Sheng has also heard that some people will pass martial arts to others casually. This is often because martial arts is too easy to cherish.

However, he does not care about this, there are modifiers, no matter who, want to be faster than him to practice speed. In the same way, he can reach the peak many times faster than ordinary people.

Therefore, Lu Sheng is not worried about this, but is worried about the bottom. Once the outsiders are told that his martial arts is created by different martial arts, it may be extremely eye-catching.

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

"Let's do it, let's test it first, and then I will consider whether to pass your martial arts." Lu Sheng intends to take a look first. If Song Zhenguo is really talented, he will first pass on his basic skills.

"it is good!"

Song Zhenguo also knows the process of testing what will happen when passing the Gong. In some sagacious novels, the knights are often the rule.

The two men entered the city with Chen Jiaorong in tandem, and immediately the owner of the garment shop at the gate of the city saw Chen Jiaorong and rushed to report.

Lu Sheng’s face was inconvenient to see people, so Song Zhenguo took Chen Jiaorong to Chen’s explanation, and he quietly left and returned home.

Walking along the street along the way, people everywhere looked at him with strange eyes. Many children are chasing his **** to watch the fun.

Lu Sheng had no choice but to speed up. When he got to the door, he touched his body and the keys and money pockets were burned.

"This is a big loss....All the silver tickets are inside...." Lu Sheng suddenly stunned and felt that he was going to suffer.

Hey.

He had no choice but to knock on the door.

"Come here!" The small, shredded footsteps quickly ran over. "Who?"

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

Hearing is his voice, and he quickly opened the door.

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

At first glance, I saw Lu Sheng. The little girl stayed for a while, then her eyes were sharp and round.

"You, you, you, ....!!!" Then she turned her eyes and fell to the ground, fainting.

Lu Sheng was speechless, looking at the screaming shop voice below, and quickly entered the room, and picked it up and put it on the bed. I am going to boil water to prepare the barrel.

After a busy day, I washed a smoky body and dyed a bucket of water into black and black. Lu Sheng got up and washed the basin with water, making the towels dyed in gray and black. clean.

He washed and put on his clothes, and he woke up in a while. When he saw him, he narrowed his eyes and carefully recognized it again. He recognized that he was the great master of the road that she served on weekdays. .

Lu Sheng and Hao Sheng explained it again, saying that he was burned with clothes, and he was not hurt. Qiaoer rushed to the doctor, the family in addition to the road to win the money, there are dozens of two silver as a small daily expenses, please ask the doctor's money is enough.

Looking at the burn of Lu Sheng, let the doctor slowly apply the medicine, and the two eyes are tearful, sitting on one side and reaching out to touch, and worrying about hurting Lu Sheng.

This body burned, after taking the medicine, Lu Sheng began to rest at home, and even the school did not go.

After only half a month of training, he was mostly injured, but his skin seemed to have lost his previous hair.

The strange thing is that his skin has no burn scars, but only all the hair is burned, turned into a bald bald head, no hair, no eyebrows, no even a beard. It’s slippery.

After staying at home for a while, I immediately followed the test time.

After Song Zhenguo returned, he had never heard the news and did not know what he was doing. After Chen Jiaorong went back, he learned the situation, but he only wrote a letter thanking Lu Sheng for his salvation. However, there was no such thing as a red house ghost ship in the letter paper. It is estimated that Song Zhenguo did not tell him. Maybe he didn't necessarily believe it.

The letter mentioned that he was forbidden, and he went to paint in private. Although it was not a bad thing, it was not a matter of greatness. And this time it was still a big trouble, and almost burned to death, suddenly provoked the home father to anger, ordered him not to go out.

Chen Yuxi personally came to the door, came over and expressed his gratitude to Lu Sheng, and also sent a pair of white jade unicorn as a thank you gift. And on behalf of the father Chen Jiajia, invited him to have a good time to raise a wound, to visit the door.

Just when she saw Lu Sheng’s burnt hair, Chen Yuxi was shocked, but she was very interesting. She was worried and distressed, and she was funny and Lu Sheng had been in trouble for a long time. I went back in the afternoon afternoon.

After Lu Sheng stayed at home for a while, he waited until his body recovered and he was looking for a way to test his strength. The last stroke of the previous painting broke out, which made him very concerned.

However, before this, an unexpected person slightly disrupted his arrangement.

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

Next to the Mountain City General Hospital, drunken tea house.

On the third floor of the spire, the upstairs black tea, Lu Sheng and a black gauze pretty woman, sitting opposite, sitting in the single room in the top floor.

On the table between the two, there were refreshments such as melon seeds, chicken feet, fruits and nuts. A large red bowl of jug is quietly placed in the middle of the table, and the spout is still hot. Two cups are placed in front of one person, and half of the green Yingying tea is poured inside.

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

“This is the first time we have met?”

Duanmu smiled and his face was a little tired. "Occasionally passing by here, come see a... oh... maybe a friend. I didn't expect to meet you on the street."

When she was riding on the street, she saw the road win and had breakfast. After the two met, Lu Sheng made a seat together. I didn't know what it was, but she promised Lu Sheng's proposal to go to the tea house to drink tea.

"Duanmu girl was going to find the heavy treasure before?" The reason why Lu Sheng could understand the inside story of Jiuliancheng was that he relied on Duanmu, so he also hoped to know more about this mysterious woman. Message intelligence. Especially about the world she is in.

"Yeah....the person who is looking for that thing...a lot." Duanmu looked really tired. Her dress was wrapped in black gauze and hung on the coat rack. A **** fight. When I was on the street, if it wasn't for Lu Sheng, I couldn't see that she was Duanmu.

Lu Sheng looked at her hand. The slender, white hands, cuffs and arm clothes have some scratch marks and some blood stains. Her trouser legs were also stained with some tiny yellow mud spots, apparently splashing when she was on the road. There was also a dark circle that appeared slightly under her eyes, indicating that she was not resting well.

"Really tired." Lu Sheng sighed.

Duanmu nodded and sighed, completely without the calmness of the first encounter with Lu Sheng.

"Some people always think that they are winning, they can't listen to anything, and they only think that they are right. No matter how many proofs you find, telling him that this is wrong, it is useless..... You said, is such a person very annoying?"

Lu Sheng was silent.

"It is very annoying."