Lu Wenlin was dizzy, and everyone was in a mess immediately, pinching some of them, pressing their chests, trying to push the people in front of them, hoping that the first thing Lu Wenlin would see when he opened his eyes was Own. On the contrary, Han Changsheng and An Yuan have no one to take care of for the time being.
Poor Lu Wenlin I, who had a great name, thought he could have a hearty fight with Han Changsheng, but was killed by the enemy with one blow, and he was completely powerless to fight back.
Han Changsheng shrugged, regardless of the chaos there, he pulled An Yuan back to the inn: "Go eat."
An Yuan asked him, "Why didn't you let me do it just now?"
Han Changsheng had already grabbed a chicken leg, and answered absent-mindedly, "Huh? Ah, I won't let you get hurt."
An Yuan said: "I'm not that weak. After practicing for so long, I want to give it a try." He looked down at his clenched hand. In Tiandao Mansion, facing the Evil Wind Gang that had slaughtered dozens of people in his village, Han Changsheng hardly gave him a chance to make a move. He didn't want to kill people, he just wanted to fight the living. But before, the objects of martial arts training were all bamboo and wood. It was rare for Han Changsheng to practice with him. He was very lonely without an opponent.
Han Changsheng had already gnawed his mouth full of greasy oil. Afraid that he would be naughty again, he grabbed the remaining chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, and then threw the big chicken butt into Anyuan's bowl: "My teacher loves you. Come, eat, Don't starve."
An Yuan looked down at his job bowl, and sighed sweetly and sadly. I know that I have brought food for him, and I am indeed more considerate than before.
The two of them finished their dinner and were about to go upstairs when Lu Wenlin staggered in. His color is not very good-looking yet, he just vomited his dinner outside. If Han Changsheng's sock had only been worn for half a month, it would not be so lethal. However, it rained heavily a few days ago, and they walked all the way muddy, and there were several stinky ditches. Han Changsheng gave up on himself, it was not an easy way to go anyway, so he insisted on wearing only this pair of socks, so as not to ruin his few good socks. Lu Wenlin, a young master, couldn't bear such a stimulus, and his combat power dropped by 99% on the spot.
Lu Wenlin led a group of people into the lobby of the inn. Han Changsheng frowned and looked at them displeasedly. At this moment, he is full of wine and food, and has no desire to fight with others, he only hopes that those people will be more honest and don't come to make trouble.
Lu Wenlin walked up with a pale face: "What's your name?"
Han Changsheng picked his teeth with a chicken bone: "Hua Shuai."
An Yuan glanced at him: "Aren't you called Hua Xiaosa?"
Han Changsheng was startled. He picked it casually, so he remembered it was a good name, but he forgot what it was. So he said: "The surname is Hua, the name is Xiaosha, the character is handsome, and the name Jun is crazy."
An Yuan: "..."
Lu Wenlin said: "Young Xia Hua, let's compete."
Han Changsheng looked impatient. Fortunately, apart from Lu Wenlin, the group of Wulin Zhengdao in the back was looking at them with aggrieved faces, and no one planned to come up and make a move. Lu Wenlin had warned them just now that Han Changsheng was his opponent, and no one else was allowed to make a move. Lu Wenlin is a martial idiot, as soon as he sees a master, he forgets everything. If the person he wants to compete with doesn't succeed, he can't eat and sleep, so he has to compete with Han Changsheng before he will give up. .
Han Changsheng rejected him without even thinking about it: "Don't fight!"
Those Wulin Zhengdao who were holding their breath were suddenly furious, Yun Conghu strode forward: "You bastard who doesn't know what to do, I..."
Lu Wenlin raised his hand and blocked his words.
Yun Conghu didn't dare to offend Lu Wenlin, so he gave Han Changsheng a vicious look, and retreated with gritted teeth. Just now, Han Changsheng made him make a fool of himself in public, and he was holding back his breath, but unfortunately Lu Wenlin said that no one is allowed to have Han Changsheng and An Yuan's ideas until he gets his wish, otherwise he will not get along with him.
You know, except for Lu Wenlin, no one here wants Lu Wenlin to really fight Han Changsheng. Lu Wenlin's martial idiot's strange temper is already well-known all over the world. Anyone who can fight against him once, except those who are already famous, will have a high reputation. But rare things are valuable, if Lu Wenlin was willing to fight with people casually, he wouldn't be so famous. The dozen or so people present tried to coax or trick Lu Wenlin into competing with them, but none of them succeeded. For some reason, Lu Wenlin just took a fancy to Han Changsheng.
Lu Wenlin said: "Young Xia Hua, just hit me up."
"Half haha, don't fight!" Han Changsheng opened the clay seal of sweet-scented osmanthus brewed from Lu Wenlin's table just now under the table.
Lu Wenlin frowned, learning from the pain, and said, "Then hit me halfway."
Han Changsheng rolled his eyes. He also didn't want to fight with Lu Wenlin, especially after knowing that this guy was the real son of the martial arts leader. He still wants to take An Yuan to the martial arts conference. If everyone is offended here, what will happen in the future
So Han Changsheng put the wine jar on the table: "If you want me to fight with you, drink this jar of wine first." After speaking, he poured a full bowl of wine into the empty bowl at hand.
Without further ado, Lu Wenlin picked up the wine bowl and drank it all!
Han Changsheng stared at his movements, saw that he had already got up when he started drinking, and said to An Yuan: "Let's go, go up and rest."
An Yuan was a little dazed. Lu Wenlin has already drunk, won't Han Changsheng fight him
As a result, Lu Wenlin put down the wine bowl, his expression changed drastically again, and he ran to the side to support the wall and continued to vomit.
Han Changsheng was not surprised at all, as if he had expected his reaction long ago, he said to An Yuan, "Still leaving? I'm sleepy!"
An Yuan looked down at the wine jar. The originally fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing in the jar has changed color. When Han Changsheng opened the wine jar just now, he casually threw another sock into it.
An Yuan: "..." From this point of view, Han Changsheng's usual methods of torturing himself can only be regarded as small troubles. So was he really shy back then? Yes, it must be!
All martial arts righteousness hurriedly gathered around to care about Lu Wenlin. "Shaoxia Lu, are you okay?" "Did that bastard add ingredients to the wine? I said, Shaoxia Lu, you shouldn't do it yourself, give him a face, and let us teach those two brats a lesson!" "Shaoxia Lu, I There is medicine here, take it quickly..."
Han Changsheng and An Yuan had already gone upstairs.
Lu Wenlin weakly pushed away the crowd, and stretched out his hand to Han Changsheng: "Young Xia Hua, don't go... Let's fight again... Ugh..."
Han Changsheng and An Yuan returned to the room and were already tired after a day of quarreling. Han Changsheng hurriedly ordered the innkeeper to bring hot water for him to take a bath. It's not that Han Changsheng doesn't like cleanliness. When he was in Tianning School, he used flower petals to take a bath every day, and if he got a little dust, he had to wipe it off immediately. However, people are forced out by the environment, and they have no conditions to take a shower and wash clothes when they are on the road. Later, Han Changsheng has given up on himself, and even An Yuan, the exiled immortal, is also stained with mud, although he is not as sloppy as Han Changsheng, with obscene clothes I haven't changed it after wearing it for several days. As for why the pair of socks that stunned Lu Wenlin had no effect on the two of them, it was entirely because they were used to it.
The conditions of the inn were not bad. There was a bathtub in the room. The innkeeper brought up hot water. Han Changsheng immediately stripped naked and jumped into the bucket, sighing comfortably.
An Yuan squatted on the other side of the room, washing Han Changsheng's and his own dirty clothes.
"Good disciple," Han Changsheng called out, "bring some clean clothes for Master."
An Yuan dug out a set of clean clothes from the bag, walked over and put them beside the barrel.
Han Changsheng was rubbing the mud on his body, An Yuan said: "How did you think today that you dare to lie about being the leader of the martial arts?"
Han Changsheng curled his lips: "What's wrong with the leader of the martial arts, what's so great about the leader of the martial arts, that's because I'm too lazy to do it, otherwise it would be so difficult to just grab a leader of the martial arts!"
An Yuan's eyebrows twitched slightly as if drawn in ink: "Oh?"
Han Changsheng continued: "But as a teacher, you don't want to be a martial arts leader. As a teacher..." His eyes rolled on An Yuan's face, and he smiled slightly, "How about helping you find a martial arts leader?"
An Yuan's brows twitched heavily, and he didn't speak for a while, then went back to continue washing clothes.
Han Changsheng pouted, swam to the side of the barrel and lay down on his stomach: "I mean it, do you want to be the leader of the martial arts?"
An Yuan said: "Why don't you want to be one yourself, but want me to be one?"
Han Changsheng thought to himself: Nonsense, I am the leader of the Demon Cult, who cares about Lao Shizi, the leader of the martial arts? But he said on his mouth: "You are my apprentice, so I naturally want to give you the best things. In the future, you will be prosperous, and you will say hello to the teacher. If the teacher comes to the end of the road, you will let the teacher go. It is enough to be a teacher."
An Yuan was startled, and looked at him inexplicably. What Han Changsheng said was a bit weird, what is the end of the road and a way out
Over there, Han Changsheng didn't give him much room to think, and said again: "My good disciple, time is running out, and the martial arts conference will be in two months. In the next time, you should hurry up and practice hard, don't waste time Now, let's master and apprentice go to the martial arts conference to show our faces and scare those old guys who are standing in the latrine without shitting!"
An Yuan looked down at the flowery underwear he was washing: "Don't waste your time?"
Han Changsheng nodded: "Don't waste time! Seize all the time you can practice and work hard!"
An Yuan calmly threw away the flowery underwear: "Great, you can wash the next clothes yourself, I'm going out to practice."
Han Changsheng: "..."
At the same time, in the heavens, the Immortal Fate is looking at Han Changsheng's past. This strange number has never been discovered in the heavens before, until this guy kicked Immortal An Yuan off the cliff, and the gods in the sky realized that there was a guy in the mortal world who defied the sky and was not controlled by the fate book.
It stands to reason that the heavens should not make such a mistake. Every creature will pass through the underworld when reincarnated, and then go to the Great Heaven. According to the cause and effect of the past life of this creature, it will form a relationship in this life, and finally determine its fate. But Han Changsheng didn't even have a fate book. After discovering this flaw, Mingge Xianjun immediately asked the underworld to investigate the matter, and the result was even more surprising—Han Changsheng did not have a previous life! This shows that what he is walking is not an ordinary reincarnation path!
Not all living beings have to reincarnate in the underworld, such as immortals and demons, but from Han Changsheng's body, he can't find the aura of immortals and demons. This guy obviously looks like an ordinary mortal. What is the problem
At this time, Taishang Laojun walked in.
"Fate." Taishang Laojun said, "Are you still studying that mortal?"
Mingge Xianjun responded, and Taishang Laojun walked to him and sat down. Fate Immortal said: "Where did this guy come from? Even Yuanchen mirror can't see his previous life. It's really weird."
Taishang Laojun sighed: "Compared to this prisoner, I am more worried about An Yuan. His stars are so dim..."
Mingge Xianjun said: "That doesn't matter, his fairy roots are very stable."
Taishang Laojun said worriedly: "The reason why An Yuan went down to the world this time is because he was seriously injured when he subdued the demon, the demon energy invaded his body and shook his immortal root, so he had to go through the cycle of reincarnation to eliminate it." Karma, you said that his stars are dim, is it related to the devil energy in his body?"
Fate said: "Didn't he expel the invading devil energy a long time ago? After beating him down, the immortal root has been stabilized. As long as he successfully overcomes the calamity this time and returns to the immortal position, it should be fine. Said Get up, Immortal Lord An Yuan, he is indeed very powerful. Eight hundred heavenly soldiers were not able to defeat the Unworldly Demon Venerable who surrendered. His injuries are not serious, and the demon energy invaded his body so quickly. I was expelled by him, and if it was another fairy king, I might not be able to make it through."
The two gods sighed with emotion, and turned their eyes to the illusion together.
In the illusion, Han Changsheng, who was only seven or eight years old, took out his little sparrow and urinated into the river, and then played a role-playing game by the river to entertain himself with the water surface.
"Hey! Old Daoist, Big Devil Han is here, why don't you quickly kneel down!"
"Hey, you dog lord, you begged for mercy quickly after seeing this devil!"
"You bunch of stinky knights who claim to be righteous, let this devil teach you how to be human in minutes today!"
"Hahaha!" Xiao Han Changsheng said with his hips on his hips and chest out, "This great devil is going to be born today!"
Taishang Laojun and Mingge Xianjun, who were watching the replay of the past, looked horrified.
Xiao Han Changsheng was quiet for a while, then suddenly smiled coolly at the air, picked the air with one finger, and said frivolously: "Little beauty, tonight, you will serve this devil, hahahaha, this devil I will love you very much!"
At the same time, the world. Han Changsheng, who had just finished taking a shower, stopped An Yuan who was about to go out, lifted his chin with a finger, and said with a cool smile: "Good apprentice, it's because of my deep affection for you that I teach you martial arts. Come on, good boy, go wash your clothes first."
An Yuan chuckled, took out a pair of floral underwear out of nowhere, stuck them on Han Changsheng's face, and walked away gracefully.
The author has something to say: Thank you Zhizhi for mine