Way of the Devil

Chapter 91: sister one

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"If you really have no idea, you can spend money to store grain first." Lu Sheng reminded vaguely.

"Grain storage?" Uncle Zhao looked shocked, "Is the situation so serious?"

"Basically, even farmers outside are afraid to leave the city too far alone. There are large fields that no one can cultivate. No matter how much grain is stored, there will be times when it will be eaten up. It is expected that there will be a famine next year." Lu Sheng said in a low voice.

"...I'll go back and start preparing..." Lu Quanan closed his eyes, and didn't want to talk about this topic. After all, Lu Chen's heart was his son, and he just watched him die in front of his eyes. Lu Sheng couldn't understand the feeling.

Seeing this, Lu Sheng didn't bother his father any more, and quickly left with the members of the Red Whale Gang.

At night, Yanshan City is still brightly lit. The night market on the street is like a luminous river, with a large number of small carts, lanterns and oil lamps moving slowly.

The bustling scene does not seem to have any traces of recent troubles.

Lu Sheng rode his horse slowly on the driveway in the middle of the trouble, looking at the noisy flow of people around him, he suddenly felt a little tired and dazed.

"Since I came to this world, I have been working non-stop to become stronger, practice martial arts, and fight against ghosts. If I hadn't come here, I am afraid that the Lu family would have been completely sacrificed and wiped out just like Brother Xu's family back then. Let's go." Lu Sheng looked forward to the right, a little boy took a round wooden drum from his mother, held it in his hand happily, and kept shaking it to make a crisp sound.

"The people here, even if they don't know anything, even if they have no defense, they are still like weeds, trying to live." Lu Sheng remained expressionless. "But it's just about being alive."

Passing by the little boy, in front of him was a group of drunken and singing college scholars, each of them was drunk and screaming loudly, wantonly, and most of the passers-by quickly avoided.

"Hahaha, no one gets drunk after a thousand cups of wine, thousands of songs and songs... Mo Yiwei! Brother Chen! Brother Song! Come again!" A scholar made a toast with his empty hands, showing his chest, and he didn't care about the passers-by disgusted look.

The rest of the people laughed and yelled and howled.

"Miss Hong'er is really good! Next time... hiccup, give her back!"

A group of people laughed again.

Lu Sheng took a look at a few people, and passed by slowly on his horse. The members of the Red Whale Gang closely followed the crowd on both sides, and everyone retreated everywhere.

People who behave like them are synonymous with untouchables in the eyes of ordinary people.

After walking another way, suddenly Lu Sheng reined in the horse lightly, and looked at the roadside stall eating gnocchi.

In the corner there, in front of a small table, were two dirty beggars in ragged clothes.

It was strange for these two people to say that they were obviously beggars, their hands and bodies were dirty, their hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and their bodies were skinny, but on their seats, they were as straight and straight as pine trees.

Lu Sheng stared at the two, squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to signal the subordinates behind him to stop.

He himself dismounted from the horse, asked his men to lead the horse, walked slowly to the dumpling stand, and sat down.

"Grandpa, what gnocchi do you want?" Seeing Lu Sheng's extraordinary temperament, the stall owner hurried over to treat him first, smiling all over his face.

"Just take whatever you want, just like theirs." Lu Sheng pointed to the two beggars sitting beside him.

The stall owner was an elderly middle-aged man, and he was a little embarrassed when he heard the words.

"Guest officer, you are joking. Those two little guys ate leftovers from my stall. They are not good gnocchi..."

"They don't pay?"

"Look at what you said, these two children don't seem to have much money." The stall owner smiled wryly, "The two of them wandered around for several days, just picking up rotten vegetables and unwanted meat and bones to eat every day, and I also watched them Pitiful."

"You are kind, they are not locals?" Lu Sheng glanced at the two beggars not far away, and he noticed that the stall owner was talking about them, "Two girls?"

"Isn't it? I escaped from the famine in other places a while ago, but the two children have a lot of backbone. I just told them to give them food, but they didn't want it. Afterwards, I said it. I sold it to them. I owe the debt first, and I will return it later. Two Only people eat." The stall owner also shook his head.

"Since she's a girl, she can still roam the streets without being arrested?" Lu Sheng was a little surprised.

"Well, you'll know when you see their faces." The stall owner said helplessly.

Lu Sheng didn't ask any more questions, and ordered a meat dumpling, then sat on his seat and looked at the two female beggars.

From the first time he saw them, he could smell their aura that was completely different from ordinary people.

Even though they were more than ten meters apart, the aura of the two of them, like the firelight in the dark night, was so clear that it immediately attracted Lu Sheng's attention.

Those are two faint yin qi.

This kind of aura, which is clearly only found in ghosts, appeared on the two living beggars, so Lu Sheng stopped to check the situation.

He sat on his seat, listening quietly to the conversation between the two female beggars.

"Sister, don't you want to eat? It's going to be cold if you don't eat any more." The shorter beggar whispered. Her voice was crisp, like metal hitting a porcelain plate.

"I've already eaten three, it's your turn." The taller beggar sister said in a deep voice. Her voice is very hoarse, but it can also be heard that it is a female voice, revealing a faint calmness.

"I have calculated that a gnocchi can last for about four hours. With the soup, we can save some food, and we don't need to eat vegetable leaves for a few days."

"I don't want to eat vegetable leaves anymore." My sister replied.

"I don't want to either, but we have no choice." My sister replied.

"So far, we have owed thirteen good-hearted people on credit, and I don't want to owe any more." The younger sister lowered her head and was about to eat, when she suddenly said again.

My sister was silent for a while.

"Don't worry, I will remember."

The two sisters were obviously reduced to beggars, but they still spoke with a strict demeanor, and their conversation was not ordinary, more like they were born in a scholarly family. Do things very principled. It's just a simple bowl of gnocchi, but it looks like it's an extremely serious matter.

Lu Sheng was listening, and out of curiosity, he simply stood up and walked straight to the table of the two beggars.

"From what you've said, you should be literate, right? Why don't you find a way to help people write letters?"

His voice suddenly interjected, and the two sisters immediately raised their heads to look at him. Seeing this, Lu Sheng immediately knew why the two sisters had fallen into such a miserable state.

Their faces were covered with dense flesh-colored pustules, which covered noses, mouths, eyelids, necks, and almost all skin that could be seen. The eyes can only be blurred to reveal a slit. The stench continued to emanate from the two of them, as if some flesh had rotted.

Lu Sheng also noticed that the pustules on the sides of their necks were slightly larger, and the largest ones could faintly see maggots writhing.

As if noticing his gaze, my sister reached out and touched her neck.

"I tried to get them out, but they don't get clean. It's itchy."

Lu Sheng took a closer look at the two of them. If it wasn't for the absence of Adam's apple and the slight bulge in the chest, he wouldn't even be sure that the two were girls.

"Need help? I might be able to provide you with a job." He was very curious about the two girls. It was the first time he had encountered Yin Qi mixed in a human body.

"Really!" My sister stood up and stared at him.

The elder sister also trembled beside her, apparently also very excited, just trying to suppress herself.

"Really." Lu Sheng nodded.

"What do you want us to do? We can read and write, and we can do basic female celebrities, as well as doing laundry and cooking." The younger sister said quickly.

"Flower growing club?" Lu Sheng grinned, "Water and fertilize the flowers and plants, and trim the branches and leaves."

"meeting!!"

Almost at the same time, the sisters and sisters answered in unison, their eyes shining faintly.

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

After bringing the two beggars back to work in the Jinyu Flower House, Lu Sheng spent the rest of his time practicing Jiujiang Tie Suo Kung Fu. He first exhausted the Yin Yang Jade Crane Kung Fu, and then practiced Jiujiang Tie Suo Kung Fu.

This time, the effect was seen immediately, and a faint itching heat flowed on the surface of the skin, which is one of the standard signs of Jiujiang Tie Suo Gong entry.

This also confirmed Lu Sheng's guess about the conflict of skills. When Yin Yang Jade Crane Kung Fu is in his body, practicing such martial arts that requires extreme physical condition will actually hinder him. After this time, if you encounter this kind of situation again in the future, you will know the timing of the corresponding adjustment method.

Boom! Boom! Bang bang bang! !

Lu Sheng hit the black iron lump in front of him hard with several palms in a row.

In the open area of the flower house, there was a red line between his brows, his palms were bright red, and there were waves of heat all over his body, and the hot wind was billowing within two meters.

"Heartbreaking Palm!"

With the last palm, he hit the iron lump hard in the middle, and the whole iron lump shook violently.

Boom!

After maintaining this movement for a while, Lu Sheng slowly let go of his hand.

The iron lump is still pitch black, but if you can reach out and touch it, you can feel that the whole big guy has been heated to a scalding hot point.

This is how Lu Sheng practiced his own Chiji mentality, and his seventh level of Chiji mentality is already the highest state of this internal skill. There is no road ahead, and he has no good way to train the blood net. So I came up with the idea of exercising with iron lumps.

Every time the blood net is played, it is necessary to ensure that the inner blood net can completely cover the iron lump. After wrapping and then heating and burning, it can be regarded as a continuous exercise of precision and control.

Because the iron lump is irregular and as tall as a person in size, it is just used to exercise the efficiency of the blood net when using it against the enemy from different angles.

In the last palm, he used the Broken Heart Palm to mobilize the seventh blood net of the Chiji Heart Technique, and the effect made Lu Sheng quite satisfied.

The Poxin Palm, which was originally only in the realm of Tongli, was amplified by Chiji's mental method, and its power increased sharply. When the shock force hits, one can feel the entire iron lump shaking violently. If he didn't deliberately hit the ground with force, the entire iron lump of several thousand kilograms would be beaten out of the way.

"Outsider, it's time to eat." Ning San said respectfully from the side.

"En." Lu Sheng nodded, Jiujiang Tie Suo Kung Fu has been introduced, and he plans to go back to his room in a while, so he will try to modify this hard kung fu directly with a modifier. With Yin Yang Jade Crane Kung Fu as his background, it shouldn't be a big problem. This kind of kung-li level of external skills consumes a lot even hard skills, but because of its low level, it is unlikely to be too perverted.

His purpose of practicing this is also because Jiujiang Tie Suo Kung Fu is a defensive martial art at any rate, and it can save his life at critical moments.