Start into the abyss

Chapter 10

"Come on!"

"Where is Old Cheng?"

Seeing that no one came, Lu Feixiong yelled again.

After his voice fell, the sound of approaching footsteps finally came from outside the door.

The footsteps stopped.

There was an ear-piercing "creak" in the middle of the night, and the door of Lu's study was quietly pushed open from the outside.

A tall, thin man wrapped in a green cloak came from outside, stepped across the threshold, and stood in front of the door.

The candlelight in the copper lamp flickered, and the man's shadow on the white wall also flickered.

Lu Jun immediately stood up to greet him. This was his father's guard, named "Flying Feather Swordsman" Cheng Yuan, who was also the most powerful master of the Lu family. He had stepped into the three realms of martial arts for several years. Out of true energy, this is a rare figure in the three surrounding counties.

"Uncle Cheng." Lu Jun called out respectfully.

Lu Feixiong said directly: "Cheng Yuan, you bring more people to bring the pair of Bai family siblings from the south of the county. There are some secrets about the siblings. I originally asked Lu Si to go, but Lu Si has not If you haven’t returned, you may have encountered an accident.”

As he was talking, the Patriarch of the Lu family suddenly felt a little weird.

Today's Cheng Yuan seems to have kept his head down, and his hair is a little messy, and his forehead is still sweating?

Just as he was about to ask a question, the tall and thin man suddenly moved. This movement turned around and closed the door with his backhand. Then, with a flick of his finger, he locked the door again.

click
The door is bolted.

Lu Feixiong suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on the familiar but unfamiliar man, and felt a hairy feeling in his heart, he asked sharply: "Cheng Yuan, what are you doing?!"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yuan had already taken a step forward mechanically, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed like a gust of wind, but seeing a flash of cold light, a red line appeared on Lu Jun's neck next to him.

Lu Jun's body was stiff, his eyes were wide open, he hugged his neck in doubt and disbelief, and there was a bellows-like "He He" sound from his throat. He didn't understand why Uncle Cheng wanted to kill him.

A red thread gradually emerged, and then like a sewing thread weaving up and down, the red thread expanded more and more, and blood spurted out from the artery.

On the other side, Lu Feixiong, who was supposed to block or attack, fell silent suddenly.

He should have been angry, shot, or escaped through the window, but...he didn't do anything.

After he finished saying "Cheng Yuan, what are you doing", his body twitched strangely, shaking violently like a sieve a few times, his head was sweating profusely, his hair was messy, and then he calmed down again When he got down, his body stood stiffly on the spot, his hands hanging down, as if he had become a puppet.

Then, he took down the hanging sword on the wall, and walked towards Cheng Yuan mechanically.

Cheng Yuan also walked towards him.

The two looked dumb, drew their swords at the same time, and stabbed at each other at the same time.

Chi.
Chi.
Lu Feixiong's sword pierced Cheng Yuan's forehead, and then pierced out from the back of his head.

Cheng Yuan counterattacked belatedly, cut off half of Lu Feixiong's neck, and caused Lu Feixiong's head to fall sideways.

puff.
Blood burst.

The brains also flowed down slowly along the cold blade.

"Hey~~"

"咻咻咻~~~"

The fragrant and hot gravy hits the taste buds as the mouth sucks, and the delicious taste makes people feel that the sun is shining.

After Bai Shan ate a basket of soup dumplings, he grabbed another basket, and Bai Miaochan next to him was not much better.

In this era of famine, eating soup dumplings for breakfast is only a dream, but unexpectedly, the dream has come true.

The siblings ate in silence.

In case the Song family regrets their marriage, the two of them will be able to eat and go on the road.

Because of the fragrant bath and the replacement of the clothes prepared by the Song family, Bai Shan, who was dressed in brocade clothes, looked quite heroic and energetic.

On the other hand, Bai Miaochan changed into a snow-white silk dress, with a thin golden ribbon tied around her waist, the dust on her face was washed away, and her sealed beauty was released. Her skin was like suet, her appearance was as delicate as a hundred flowers. fairy.

"Grandpa, eat slowly, don't choke." Xiaomei looked at her with a smile on her side. Although she claimed to be a maid, she wore extremely gorgeous red clothes, behaved frivolously, and had charming eyes. Eye-catching little sluts.

Bai Shan nodded and said: "Miss Xiaomei is right, Sister Miaomiao, eat slowly, don't choke."

After all, he quickly solved a cage.

Bai Miaochan next to her was not fooled, she moved her mouth quickly, and solved the two cages in a flash.

Baishan decided to solve the three cages.

Bai Miaochan stared at him covetously and decided to kill the four cages.

A small dining table, siblings vying for supremacy, chopsticks lighted and hands shadowed, swirling and criss-crossing.

Not long after, when Bai Shan stretched out his chopsticks again, the steamer was already empty.

Damn, although I am full, I still want to eat.

So, the new uncle looked back at Xiaomei.

Xiaomei understood, clapped her hands with a smile, and shouted to the distance: "Steam some other pastries."

"Yes~~" An answering voice floated in the distance.

The maids are busy again.

Bai Shan said: "Ms. Song said yesterday that she wanted me to learn martial arts, but I don't know what kind of martial arts it is."

Xiaomei's peach-blossom eyes slanted, then she moved forward, stretched out a pair of small hands, and put them against his abdomen.

Swipe! !
Suddenly, two eyes pierced like swords.

One is from Baishan.

One belongs to Bai Miaochan next to her.

Xiaomei withdrew her hand with a smile, changed the subject and said, "Grandpa, you need to report to learn martial arts, but my Song family has already prepared a martial arts ticket, just go to the county magistrate to register your information and the name of the exercises you practice. That's it.

At that time, the county magistrate will give you a martial arts order, and your information will be recorded in the token.

Remember, your registered name is Tiger Fist. Tiger Fist is the Song family's family martial art. "

"Tiger Fist?"

Hearing this mediocre name, Bai Shan felt a little disappointed, but the disappointment soon disappeared. With his talent, as long as he can step into the world of martial arts, it will be a matter of time before he reaches the top.

But Xiaomei immediately said with a smile: "But in fact, what you want to practice is not the tiger-shaped boxing, but"

She glanced at Bai Miaochan who was waiting to eat steamed buns.

Bai Shan said: "Sister Miaomiao and I are together, you don't need to hide my affairs from her."

Xiaomei said with a smile: "Listen to my lord, the kung fu you really want to practice is called Tiger Roaring at Night. We can't practice this kung fu. It can only be done by someone with a pure yang physique like you. When you finish it, you can do it." I can help the lady heal."

Bai Shan was stunned, this operation is really flexible. On the surface, he registered to practice "Tiger Fist", but he secretly practiced other methods. As long as he is not caught, it is really a lie, and no one will know.

However, he immediately pondered and said: "Miss Xiaomei, my talent may be relatively ordinary."

Xiaomei said: "It's okay, with our resources, it's only two years at most, we can afford to wait."

two years?

Bai Shan froze slightly, it seemed that he had to control his time, after all it was common sense that "wealth is not revealed", his talent was his greatest secret, and he would not let anyone find out.

After dinner.

Accompanied by two servants of the Song family, Bai Miaochan returned to her home in the south of the county to pack her things.

The peach-eyed little rascal took Baishan to a new place. It was a martial arts courtyard further northeast of the Song family's house. The courtyard was quite spacious, with [-] kinds of weapons nearby, as well as a shooting range and a martial arts platform. such facilities.

After the two arrived, Xiaomei took out a wooden box that she had prepared earlier, handed it over, and said, "My lord, the exercises are in the box, take a closer look, can you understand?"

Bai Shan took over the wooden box, which was obviously new, and the whole thing had a strange sense of mismatched heaviness.

How much can a wooden box and a book weigh?

But Baishan felt that he was holding a big rock.

Therefore, when he took the "big rock", his body sank slightly.

Then put the "big stone" on the stone bench aside, and then opened the wooden box.

The box was made of sapphire blue silk, with a golden page lying between them.

But Baishan knew that this was not gold, because even gold couldn't be that heavy.

He looked carefully.

Suddenly, a lot of information appeared in front of my eyes:
【Tiger Roaring Night】

Level: Exercise

Requirement 1: Full text of [Tiger Roaring Night]

Requirement 2: 600 jins of meat, 200 jins of tiger bone wine, 3 drops of Changshen grass juice, 1 burning heart safflower fruit (can reach the standard through accumulation)

Requirement 3: Deter a tiger demon carrying no less than five ghosts, and sign a contract with it to make it recognize its master as you
Requirement 4: On a cloudy day, slaughter a settlement of at least a thousand people, and feel pain and fear in it

After completing the above requirements, you can immediately reach the state of Dzogchen.

It's just body training, but there are so many demands. [Hu Soul Fist] is also body training, but the training conditions are much worse than this. What level of martial arts is this?

If [Tiger Fist] is a martial art that can be taught, and [Tiger Soul Fist] is a martial art that requires strict qualification review, then this [Fierce Tiger Roaring at Night] should be a forbidden martial art that cannot be taught, right?

(End of this chapter)