Chapter Eleven Dormant One

"Indeed." Lu Sheng touched his tiger mask, but his heart became more vigilant. "Could it be that Wan'er has a solution?"

　　"Wan'er has a way to find some secrets for the son. I just don't know what the son can give in exchange?"

　　Duanmu Wan said softly.

　　What a big breath.

　　Looking for some? Even the prefects in the city would not dare to speak like that.

　　Lu Sheng's heart became more and more vigilant.

　　"What does Miss Wan'er want in exchange? Silver or gold?"

　　"How about the price of Heisha Gong today?" Duanmu Wan said with a smile.

　　"If Miss Wan'er can really get the secret, yes."

　　Lu Sheng said earnestly, while taking a deep look at the woman.

　　Duanmu Wan didn't care and smiled.

　　"You don't have to worry about your son, Wan'er just looks at the son's talent, he is extraordinary, it's better if he wants to sell you in advance."

　　Lu Shengxin said she was a ghost.

　　The carriage moved forward slowly, entered the city in a short time, and then quickly stopped at the entrance of Wanfu Inn.

　　Duanmu Wan and the guard man got off the carriage, and walked towards the inn under the warm welcome of the inn's servant.

　　Lu Sheng sat in the carriage and watched the two of them disappear into the inn. His expression remained unchanged, and he didn't know what to think.

　　"Let's go, go back."

　　He ordered.

　　The driver just woke up like a dream, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, recovered his senses and started to hurry.

　　Even the three guards were faintly disappointed when Duanmu Wan left.

　　............

　　Back to the mansion, early the next morning, Zheng Xiangui came to visit in person.

　　Apparently came to apologize for what happened yesterday.

　　The two sat in the small garden in the backyard. On the stone table were a small wine pot and appetizers, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of cold pickled radishes.

　　The weather is hot, and these are just the way to go.

　　"I must drink this glass of wine!"

　　Zheng Xiangui said seriously, holding the glass.

　　"Yesterday, I was the one who didn't take good care of me. When I heard the news, my liver was scared out. You said that if you have three strengths and two weaknesses, I, Zheng Xiangui, would not be able to apologize to the Lu family even if I gave up my whole body."

　　Lu Sheng shook his head.

　　"It's none of your business, I insist on your arrangement."

　　He argued.

　　Zheng Xiangui drank it all in one gulp, and placed the wine glass heavily on the table.

　　Snapped.

　　The cup and the table collided, making a soft sound.

　　"Brother Sheng, if nothing else, I thought it was strange before, how come you have such a big burden all of a sudden, you dare to take the risk of going to the black club to buy things.

　　As a result, are you hiding your feelings? But this kind of direct and human relationship Don't do it in the future. Even if the opponent is the Zhang family, your Lu family is a tyrant in Jiuliancheng, and his Zhang family can still reach out to this side? In case you have any mistakes..."

　　Lu Sheng smiled.

　　"I actually like to practice martial arts since I was a child, but I haven't achieved any results before, so I haven't said it. Now that I have achieved a little, I can't help it. The black meeting is just practice."

　　"It's not practice, right? Even if people are killed, they still practice." Zheng Xiangui was speechless. "You have to inform Uncle Lu about this. If the family is to blame, he has a plan."

　　"I know that." Lu Sheng nodded. "Speaking of which, do you know more details about that Duanmu Wan?"

　　"Duanmu Wan... This is really not clear, how about I'll check it for you?"

　　Zheng Xiangui hesitated. Because his Zheng family is mixed with people, the news is much better than that of Lufu, which is an advantage in this regard.

　　"Alright."

　　Lu Sheng poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.

　　The drinks here are very light, almost as light as fruit drinks.

　　"What? Duanmu Wan has contact with you?" Zheng Xiangui asked.

　　Lu Sheng was about to answer.

　　Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps at the arch of the small garden.

　　A young girl in a goose-yellow short-sleeved shirt walked quickly through the door.

　　The girl had an oval face, and her waist was full of a grip, so thin that it seemed that it could be broken by a light grip.

　　The front of her dress was open, revealing the pure white lining inside, tightly wrapping her plump breasts.

　　Because her chest was too plump, the girl swayed when she walked.

　　"Brother, Brother Sheng, you really are hiding here!" As soon as

　　she saw Lu Sheng and Zheng Xiangui, she rushed over angrily and grabbed Zheng Xiangui.

　　"Let's go, dead brother, how dare you let my pigeon go and make me wait at home for two more hours!"

　　"Yu'er, long time no see, don't you seem in a good mood?"

　　Lu Sheng greeted with a smile .

　　"It's not my brother. I agreed to take me to see the opera troupe in the north of the city. They will leave the city in the afternoon. If they don't go, it will be too late. As a

　　result, I waited for a long time and no one came."

　　Zheng Yuer is Zheng Xinggui's sister, And it's a sister.

　　The two have had a very good relationship since childhood. Because of their relationship with Zheng dignitaries on the road, Zheng Yuer and Lu Sheng are also very close.

　　"

　　Yu'er is my fault..." Zheng Xiangui quickly apologized with a bitter face.

　　"I'll compensate you, give you compensation! I'll buy you what you want right away!"

　　As the second son who controls part of the family's business, Zheng Xiangui's funds and pocket money are far from what his sister can match.

　　"I want a cyanotic pen, three pieces of Su ink, ten boxes of fragrant powder printed with the red moon, five powdered buns per day, and one coral flower per day..."

　　Zheng Yuer began to quickly put forward the conditions, obviously it was too early to come. There is a belly draft.

　　But after saying a few words, she suddenly remembered that Lu Sheng was by her side, and lowered her head with a blushing face.

　　Then he stomped on Zheng Xiangui's foot.

　　Ouch.

　　Zheng Xiangui screamed.

　　"Good sister, good sister! Let's go home! Let's talk

　　at home!" Not long after.

　　Lu Sheng watched with amusement as Zheng Xiangui was pulled home by Zheng Yuer's ears.

　　He sat alone on the stone bench and watched the servants busy putting away the wine and vegetables.

　　"Heisha Gong... It can increase my physical fitness, but the exercises are incomplete.... It's not particularly suitable for my practice. Unfortunately... I have no choice now."

　　He closed his eyes and began to follow the record on Hei Sha Gong. The route, with the idea of ​​imagining that a trace of breath rises from the foot, and then merges into the lower abdomen and radiates throughout the body.

　　This is the first-level entry-level method of Heisha Gong.

　　It is very simple, but it is also a part of the qualification test. According to the classics, it takes at least a few days to a month to get started, and it is possible to have a sense of breath.

　　This is not a long time.

　　He must first get started with the exercises, and then he can find the corresponding exercises on the modifier before he can modify them.

　　So this step, Lu Sheng can't get around.

　　"Young Master."

　　Xiao Qiao came out of the room and called out cautiously.

　　"What's the matter?"

　　Xiao Qiao looked at Lu Sheng, always feeling that his son was a little absent-minded recently, but he didn't know why.

　　"Young master, is there anything you're not happy about?" Xiao Qiao has always been considerate and asked cautiously.

　　"Stop guessing, it's my own problem."

　　Lu Sheng sat on the stool, closed his eyes and shook his body gently.

　　The dark blue modifier interface appeared in his eyes.

　　Lu Sheng looked down from the top, and in the space in the first row, he remembered: Black Tiger Sword Technique - the fourth floor.

　　As for the Heisha Gong, there is still no shadow in sight.

　　Thinking silently, Lu Sheng put away the modifier and stood up from the stone bench.

　　Now that Heisha Gong has been obtained, he insists on practicing it like this first. As long as there is a slight possibility of getting started, he will not be in vain.

　　the next few days.

　　Lu Sheng didn't go anywhere, he just stayed in Lufu and practiced hard.

　　He considered the black tiger sword technique to be exposed, and he simply no longer concealed it. This is not a big skill.

　　Lu Sheng also began to ask Zhao Bo about joint skills and some practical experience. Mainly to deliberately reveal that he has learned some black tiger sword techniques by himself.

　　Although his swordsmanship has been cultivated, the actual application, when to use the sword, against what kind of opponent, and what moves to use, these are all experiences and require detailed guidance.

　　Taking this opportunity, he also spread the story of his secret martial arts practice throughout the Lufu.

　　......

　　Three days later.....

　　clang, clang clang! !

　　Lu Sheng and Zhao Bo were holding knives on the school grounds, and they fought each other quickly.

　　The two sword lights collided from time to time as they rolled.

　　Like two balls of silver.

　　Zhao Bo suddenly dodged, and flashed sideways from the knife light.

　　His expression was solemn, his beard and hair fluttered, and his eyes suddenly opened.

　　"Tiger Sha!"

　　Phew!

　　A gust of wind with the sound of tiger roars spread, and the long knife in Zhao Bo's hand was like a meteor, and he slashed Lu Sheng's wrist suddenly.

　　"Hu Sha!"

　　Almost at the same time, Lu Sheng also snorted, and Hu Sha shot at the same time.

　　The two fought for a long time before Lu Sheng pretended to react, 'reluctantly' adjusted, and resorted to this trick.

　　The tempo is more than a beat slower.

　　clang!

　　The two blades collided fiercely.

　　The two were separated, each staring at each other breathlessly.

　　Lu Sheng bowed his head and saw that his right cuff was missing a length of sleeve, and suddenly showed a look of admiration.

　　"As expected of Uncle Zhao!"

　　He drew back his sword and stood up straight and smiled.

　　"It's already very powerful...it's very powerful...you can use the tiger evil in such a short time. Even if the eldest son secretly practiced martial arts before, how long did it take you to get the sword?

　　.. .. Given time, the eldest son will definitely surpass this old guy like me. Even in the entire Jiulian City, he will be able to sit firmly in the top five."

　　Zhao Bo said with emotion.

　　"It's ridiculous, I thought the eldest son had given up practicing swords, but I didn't expect..."

　　Lu Sheng smiled. 　　"Uncle Zhao

　　is joking. You are one of the four masters of Jiuliancheng. Wherever I want to surpass, I will surpass it

　　."

Waving hands again and again.

　　"However, the eldest son's talent is extraordinary. To be able to practice the first move of the black tiger sword technique in such a short period of time, you can consider learning a few more sets of kung fu."

　　"How many more sets of kung fu? Zhao Bo means that ...?"

　　Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

　　Zhao Bo laughed.

　　"My old Zhao, I have a little reputation in Jiulian City. Eldest son, your Lu family is also quite famous. The combination of the two should be able to persuade many old guys and spread their secret skills. Leave it to you.

　　Speaking of which, these so-called unique skills are all excellent arts that can be ranked third-rate, and most of them are not under the black tiger sword.

　　If the eldest son is interested, I can recommend it on your behalf."