Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 271 Zu Wu
There were few people on the street.

Every time you walk, there is a black and white flag hanging on the door of a family.

Lu Tong walked ahead.

Zu Wu followed behind.

"Xianchang, why did you ask Master Li to go to Miss Fifth?"

His expression moved slightly, and he quickly retracted.

Fifth Miss might be the murderer, so let Zu leave to try.Regardless of Zu Li's ending, he can take the opportunity to test Miss Fifth's bottom line.

This kind of calculation cannot be known by others.

Lu Tong changed the subject, and asked: "Which one of the sword skills of Linjiang Martial Arts School and the Three Swords School you mentioned is better?"

"This... each has its own strengths. The sword techniques of Linjiang Wuguan are more rigid; the sword techniques of Sandaomen have more changes."

"Go and ask, what are the conditions for the Sandaomen to teach the sword technique?"

"Ah, won't the head of the fairy go there together?"

He glanced back and said, "Don't worry, no one will dare to kill you in broad daylight."

Zu Wu was not worried at all.

When Master Qi and Master Xiang died, it was also in broad daylight.

The entrance of Linjiang Martial Arts Hall.

The door was closed tightly, and a small door was opened next to it, and there was a burst of children's laughter from inside the door.

Lu Tong turned his head and frowned.

"Not going yet?"

Zu Wu gritted his teeth, and said bravely: "Immortal Chief, you don't need any conditions! I'll give up my old face and let them pass on the saber technique!"

He couldn't help smiling, nodded and said, "Okay! Stay here."

Enter the martial arts hall.

On the spacious training ground, there are children chasing and fighting with wooden knives and swords, and there are also old people who gather together to bask in the sun.

There is also a big pot next to it, and wild vegetables are being stewed in it.

"Wow, big red face!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Are you here to learn martial arts?"

Several children came around.

He took out the snacks Mrs. Ninth bought, scattered them around one by one, and asked, "Where's Du Zhixing?"

"Senior Brother Du is injured."

"In the backyard, I'll take you there."

"Senior Brother Du, someone is looking for you!"

After taking the food, every child rushed to lead the way.

"Get off!"

An old lady came over, chased the child away, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing with Du Zhi?"

"Qi Zong, Lu Tong, come to learn the sword technique."

"It is you."

The old lady looked her up and down.

A little boy didn't come around just now, and didn't receive any snacks. Seeing that everyone else had them, he couldn't help but come over again.

The old lady pulled him over and said, "Go! Take him to see the young curator."

"Oh."

……

Backyard, a small room.

Du Zhixing was lying on the bed, with several layers of white cloth wrapped around his chest, arm, and left leg.

"Friend Lu Daoist."

Lu Tong looked around.

The bedroom is very narrow, except for the bed, desk, cabinet, etc., there is only one aisle left.

"Young curator, do you live in this kind of place?"

Du Zhixing smiled wryly and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are laughing. It's not convenient for me to get up, so you can sit down wherever you want."

He didn't sit down.

After looking around, he walked to a painting.

In the painting, a person stands in the river, and the river behind him is blocked by an invisible dam, rising as high as three people.

"Is this Linjiang knife?"

"Yes. This is what our ancestors did. We, the younger generation, are not filial, and we can't do it with a single thought."

Lu Tong walked to the bed, looked at the injury, and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

"Go out of the city to kill the fog monsters, but there are two ghosts hidden inside."

"The ghost is dead?"

"died."

"Where's ghost blood?"

"Fellow Taoists from the Candle Sect have been taken away."

He shook his head with some pity, and asked, "Can you still teach knives?"

"can."

"Alright then, let's go."

Lu Tong turned to go out.

Du Zhixing hurriedly said: "Wait, wait! Fellow Daoist Lu, I can't get up. Linjiang's knife starts from cutting off the water. There is a water tank to the west of the martial arts training ground. I will ask my uncle to teach you how to cut the water."

"it is good."

……

Beside the wall, there is a water tank ten feet long and one foot wide.

The tank is half filled with water, and the water is covered with green hairy aquatic plants.

A skinny old man handed over a wooden knife and said, "Use this to chop."

"Okay. What's the name?"

"Old pestle."

Lu Tong took the knife and asked, "Where are the others in the martial arts hall?"

"Slaying fog monsters, guarding the city walls, looking for food, patrolling the streets, you can do everything, but there are no idlers."

He glanced at Lao Chu, smiled and said, "What about you?"

The old pestle blushed, swung his knife and hacked down the sink, and said loudly, "I've been fighting for most of my life, what's wrong with eating for two days!"

The wooden knife fell, the water was divided, and the aquatic plants were cut off.

The wooden knife was drawn out.

The water began to surge, but where the knife fell before, there seemed to be an invisible blade left, still blocking the water.

His eyes lit up, and he said, "Is this the sword light?"

"A Sword Along the River".

Among them is a magic "sword light", every time the knife is cut, it can leave an invisible knife light.

Lao Chu regained some face and said with a snort, "Is this worthy of being called Dao Guang?"

Lu Tong waited for a while.

Lao Chu could only speak of the knife.

He took out a pig leg and said: "Come on, let me see what is Dao Guang."

Lao Chu hesitated for a while, turned to the sink, and took a deep breath.

"There you go."

After standing motionless for a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it four times in front of him.The fifth time it was lifted up, a hoarse murmur came out of the mouth, and it was chopped down heavily.

Where the wooden knife swung before, four bright lights lit up, the outlines were like blades, and they cut into the sink together with the fifth knife.

The water surged violently, and the five saber lights lingered for a long time.

"Cough! Cough..."

Lao Chu held the sink with one hand and coughed violently.

Lu Tong withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "Excellent."

The old pestle coughed for a long time, stood up with a flushed face, and said: "Nonsense! Cough! The reputation that one sword is worth a hundred swords is not blown out!"

He handed over the pork leg, and took two more and handed it over together.

"Unfortunately my knife is different."

"What kind of knife do you have?"

Laochu accepted the pork leg, his expression relaxed a lot.

Lu Tong stretched out his hand and slashed lightly at the sink, and a chi-long wind knife fell into the water, which also lingered for a long time.

"Wind Knife."

Laochu's cultivation level is not high, but he is old enough to know the sword technique very well.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said, "No, "A Sword at Linjiang" is not suitable for you. The wind knife cannot withstand the light of the knife."

He nodded.

Lao Chu reached out his hand to shake the water in the pool, looked at the wind knife for a while, and said: "The knife technique is not suitable, the method of stopping the knife is very suitable."

"Stop the knife?"

The old pestle raised the knife again to split the water, and stopped firmly after entering the water for a foot, saying: "Half of the effort in "A Sword at Linjiang" is the knife light, and the other half is stopping the knife."

"Please advise!"

"Come on, take the wooden knife. Stop the knife, use half of the force, five minutes out, five minutes to stop..."

……

dusk.

Lu Tong and Zu Wu walked on the street one after the other.

"Xianchang, today's harvest is not small, right?"

"Ah."

Lu Tong turned his head to look.

After resting for an afternoon, Zu Wu completely relaxed.

He shook his head silently in his heart.

This will not work. I will ask and say something when I am afraid. If I am not afraid, I will worry a lot and be strict with my mouth.

"Before, Hao Sun and I walked towards the ancestral mansion in the same way, which is unexpected."

Zu Wu's expression changed instantly, and the flesh on his face tensed up.

"Xian, Xianchang..."

"Say."

"It's still early today, shall we go to Honghualou for a sit?"

Lu Tong was silent for a while.

Zu Wu hurriedly said: "There are not only vulgar fans. The city is in chaos recently, and many decent people have entered the building. I will let them arrange an innocent one."

"No need."

His heart was hot, but he suppressed his desire.

Foggy ghost besieged the city.

I don't know how many ghosts there are in the city, if they run into one, the loss outweighs the gain.

The two walked for a while.

Zu Wu said again: "Xianchang, the guest room is not comfortable, how about we go to the Leshi Inn? I will open a room with everything in it."

"Need not."

The closer he was to the ancestral mansion, the more frightened Zu Wu felt.

There is only a hundred feet left.

Zuwu didn't care about anything else, grabbed Lu Tong's arm, knelt down and said, "Please save my life! I have parents, wives and daughters, and I can't die now."

Lu Tong frowned.

"You have parents, and the ancestors gave you a surname?"

Zu Wu paused for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Immortal Elder, it's not the parents, but the father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Okay, get up, and guard the door for me tonight."

"Thank you, Xianchang!"

After walking a few steps, Zu Wu said again: "Xian Zhang, can I guard the door inside?"

(End of this chapter)