People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 12 Yingbo and Duanmuqing
Lu Ming got off the carriage and looked up at the gate of Lu Mansion.

The gate is five feet high and four feet wide. It is made of mahogany. The door is open at the moment. Through the door, you can see the winding paths in the house behind the door.

Nearly ten people were still standing in front of the door, with two leaders.

One person has a slightly old face and silver hair, but his spirit is bright and his eyes are like torches. It is obvious that he has martial arts cultivation.

This person is the housekeeper of the Lu residence, Ying Bo.

Ever since Lu Yao made his fortune, Uncle Ying has been by Lu Yao's side all the time. He also watched Lu Ming and Yu Luocha grow up. They are not relatives but better than relatives.

However, they were not real relatives after all... He couldn't control Zeng Lu Ming's bastard temperament.

Standing next to Uncle Ying was a slim woman.

The woman was wearing brocade, which made her slender figure look particularly stylish. She was not very old, around eighteen or nineteen, but her figure was curvy. With delicate facial features and big watery eyes, she was a disaster for the country and the people. of seedlings.

This woman is Lu Ming's first maid, Duanmu Qing.

Seeing Yingbo and Duanmuqing, Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, but soon the thoughts between his brows disappeared.

He just came to the servants and said softly, "Boil some water, I'm going to take a bath, and then I'll rest. I've been really tired these days."

"Good young master." Duanmu Qing responded softly, and left to do work first.But Yingbo didn't say a word, just accompanied Lu Ming, and followed Lu Ming into the house.

Lu Ming didn't speak again until he reached the middle hall and was about to return to his room.

"By the way, Uncle Ying, how much money is left in the family?"

Uncle Ying was slightly startled, first sighed, and then said: "About ten thousand taels of gold."

As the former head of the Sanxiang Gang, Lu Yao has accumulated such a golden rooster that lays eggs in his hand, and he has indeed accumulated a lot of property.

Lu Ming then said again: "Check it out and send it to my room tonight."

Yingbo couldn't hold back this time: "Master, what's the use of asking for this property?"

Lu Ming suddenly turned his head to look at Uncle Ying, but asked directly without further ado: "My father is dead, who are you loyal to?"

Uncle Ying's breath was stagnant, and after a long time he slowly lowered his head to Lu Ming: "This old slave is a member of the Lu family in life, and a ghost of the Lu family in death."

Lu Ming's voice came to my ears again.

"Uncle Ying, you have kept your home in perfect order for so many years. I, Lu Ming, will always keep this friendship in my heart."

"But the current situation is not good for me or the Lu family. I will naturally use this property for serious things, so you don't need to worry, Uncle Ying."

The gentle voice was matched with the gentle smile on Lu Ming's face.

Somehow, Uncle Ying's heart suddenly relaxed.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Master, you have finally grown up..."

Lu Ming could only smile at this.

"By the way, Yingbo, are there any martial arts secret books in my father's study?"

After asking for the money, Lu Ming still had to ask for martial arts secrets.

Although there is no cheap daddy after time travel, the legacy left by the cheap daddy is still a lot of wealth, and Lu Ming can make use of it.

Uncle Ying shook his head: "No, everything I have learned in my life has been in the Gangzhong Martial Arts Pavilion."

Lu Ming was a little disappointed after hearing this, but he no longer hesitated. He just walked towards his house and said.

"Early tomorrow morning, Ying Bo prepares a car and goes with me to help Nei Wu Dao Pavilion."

"Understood, master."

……

After returning to the room to rest for a while, a maid knocked on Lu Ming's door.

Following the maid to the side room, hot water has already been boiled in the room.

The three charming maids were wearing light gauze and half kneeling by the pool, ready to change and bathe Lu Ming.

With both hands spread out, the girl's little hands helped Lu Ming take off his clothes one by one.

He was helped into the pool. As the petals were scattered into the water and the water mist filled the air, Lu Ming felt that the fatigue of the past few days was slowly dissipating.

What I smell in my nose is the fragrance of a girl.

There are white flowers everywhere.

Feeling sorry for the extravagant daily life of this ancient young master, Lu Ming didn't mean to be shy.

While enjoying the service of the maid, he asked softly.

"Where's Qinger?"

Qing'er refers to Duanmu Qing.

The voice of the girl next to my ear was like an oriole: "Sister Qing is not feeling well, and I told you to go to rest after finishing work."

"Ah..." Lu Ming groaned softly, then asked again: "Who's coming to bed tonight?"

The three girls immediately laughed coquettishly: "Who does the young master want to use?"

Lu Ming calmly uttered three words: "Duanmu Qing."

The voice fell, but the laughter of the three women stopped, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Until Lu Ming laughed loudly and said, "Just kidding, I'm tired today too, I'll talk about bedtime or something tomorrow."

In this way, the atmosphere became relaxed again.

In the pool, four figures were playing and making fun, and the atmosphere was charming, but Lu Ming didn't know that Lu Ming's inner thoughts were changing all the time.

Duanmu Qing has been in the government for three years, and the one she serves is me, a lustful ghost. '

'But until now, she still retains her perfect body.In my memory, I also used Qiang, but for some reason I fell asleep all night, and even the memory of that night is blurred.On the second day, I was taken care of by my father, and I couldn't get out of bed for half a month...'

More memories about Duanmuqing are daily trivialities.

But just these are enough.

……

After taking a fragrant bath, Lu Ming returned to the bedroom.

During this period, Uncle Ying brought a thick pile of golden tickets.

Lu Ming simply counted and put them away carefully, then lay on the bed and sorted out the memories in his head again.

It wasn't until about an hour later, after sorting out the trivial matters, that Lu Ming opened the game system and looked at his attribute bar.

The letter said:
[Player profile. 】

[Name: Lu Ming. 】

[Cultivation level: Ninth grade skin grinding. 】

[Life value: 5. 】

[Comes with skill 1: Spirit Snake Sword (ninth-level martial arts) (two stars). 】

[Effect of the technique: every four seconds, a sword qi is swung straight ahead, causing 1 point of damage. 】

[Included skill 2: Heavy Mountain Palm (Seventh Grade Martial Arts) (one star). 】

[Effectiveness of the skill: Every five seconds, a palm wind is fired straight ahead, causing 5 points of damage. 】

Yes, Ninth Grade Skin Microdermabrasion, HP: 5!

After killing Song Laosan early this morning, Lu Ming started the game.

It was that game and the remaining medicine that pushed Lu Ming's martial arts cultivation to the ninth level of skin-grinding, and his health also increased from 2 points to 5 points!
The improvement is not that big.

"But not enough, not enough...far from enough!!"

The ferocious face of Song Laosan faintly floated in his mind, that murderous intent, that kind of hatred, even made Lu Ming shiver uncontrollably.

Like a revolving lantern, a large number of faces emerged from his mind.

Yu Luosha, Song Laosan, Ah Wu, Lu Ya, Yu Qing, Li Tongfang, and even Yingbo and Duanmu Qing in the family.

An individual is like a node.

These nodes are connected into a line.

Threads, woven into a web.And Lu Ming was at the very center of the web... like a bug preyed upon by a spider.

The more Lu Ming sorted things out, the more he felt that the situation he was facing was quite bad.

But this time, Lu Ming didn't want to escape.

Escape, where can you escape?
Who can escape from the palm of his hand! ?
In the darkness, Lu Ming unconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword under his pillow.

It seemed that only in this way could he sleep peacefully.

(End of this chapter)