Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife at night

Chapter 120 Dingbeicheng

On Lu Hu's way towards Dingbeicheng, the sky had turned slightly white, and the heavy snow gradually turned into light snow.

Shuo Feng, who had roared all night, finally felt tired and stopped temporarily.

When he saw Dingbeicheng, he put aside his thoughts for the time being. He felt that these things could not be thought of clearly in a short while, so it was better to put them aside for now. Doing the things right now is better than anything else.

The Buddhist scriptures were also put into Lu Hu's arms and had the same status as those martial arts books.

At this time, Lu Hu couldn't help but have a thought in his mind, "With the several books in Master Kong's arms at that time, would the others have high-level or even more powerful martial arts? According to Master Kong's attitude at that time, if I gave up I'm so shameless, asking for a martial arts skill for nothing, will the master really give it to me?"

"Hahaha!" Lu Hu was amused by himself first.

"The master himself, in order to prevent himself from having to worry about martial arts, deliberately made his cultivation level appear to be only a head higher than his own. Then he also pointed out that he should not pursue martial arts blindly. He also gave himself Buddhist scriptures. Now he is still People who are obsessed with martial arts are still just ordinary people!"

Lu Hu's smile actually calmed down his previously agitated mood.

At this time, Dingbeicheng had appeared in front of him, and it became clear from darkness.

The size of Dingbeicheng is even smaller than that of Baishui City. After all, it is not located on an important merchant road.

Therefore, the scale of the city is smaller than that of Baishui City, and is similar to that of a small county town.

It was just dawn and the city gate had not yet opened, but Lu Hu gradually got used to climbing over the wall and had no intention of going through the city gate.

He walked around the city wall and found a corner that he thought was remote. He jumped up and punched a few fist marks on the city wall as a stepping point to borrow strength.

Because the walls of Dingbei City are lower than those of Baishui City, only three fist seals are enough.

When he was about to go up, his ears suddenly twitched and he immediately pulled out the long knife from the bamboo basket behind his back.

He looked ten meters to the left with a fierce look.

I saw a figure jumping down from the city wall.

Lu Hu couldn't help complaining in his heart, "Why do I always encounter this kind of thing every time I go to the city wall?"

Whether it is Baishui City or Dingbei City, even if the city is not as big as Anyang Fucheng, the population in the city is still tens of thousands.

The walls of these two cities are almost all decorations, and their defenses are extremely lax. They have basically become roads for warriors to travel.

Who among the serious warriors would use the city gate?

Go through the city gate before practicing martial arts.

After practicing martial arts, he also walked through the city gate.

So isn't practicing martial arts in vain?

And among the people in a city, there are not a few warriors who train not only their marrow, but also their strength and tendons.

In the entire city wall, except for a large section on both sides of the city gate, and the nodes guarded by soldiers, there are only a few places that can be climbed, so when climbing over the city wall, there are not a few people who encounter each other.

They all hang out in the world, and few people are like Lu Hu, who will kill others when they meet.

Lu Hu was not clear about this situation for the first time. He felt that other people could be allowed to snore on the side of the bed.

Beat to death the person who was carrying a dagger into the city, most likely a person from the Rebirth Cult.

Now he also understands that the city wall has been infiltrated into a sieve, and his behavior at that time was indeed inappropriate.

However, if you kill a person from a cult like the Rebirth Cult, you will kill him. It can be regarded as a contribution to the security of Baishui City.

The person who jumped from the city wall did not look down carefully when he jumped. Maybe he was walking on the same old road. It has been a long time and he was not nervous at all. He lost his vigilance. But when he was in the air, he realized that ten people next to him were there. A big man holding a knife stood on the snow a few meters away.

The man who was still in the air felt his heart tightening.

Fortunately, Lu Hu did not take action this time.

This body technique is good. He should have practiced Qinggong. When the body is downward, he can step on the city wall to release his force and fall to the ground easily.

"It's another marrow practitioner. I'm lucky, but this marrow practitioner is a bad guy!"

However, he thought in his mind, "After practicing the bone marrow, I also felt that I had the power to protect myself, and started to become wild. If I was like this, other people should be the same. When I was practicing tendons, I kept my tail between my legs. When it came to the bone marrow training, one by one, They all felt like they were a real person, with their tails between their legs raised to the sky, they started wandering around!
  Perhaps, practicing marrow is the lowest threshold for walking in the world! " When the man saw that Lu Hu had no intention of taking action, his expression returned to calm.

"Hey, brother, get up early and go to the city!"

This man actually said hello to Lu Hu.

Lu Hu did not respond and just nodded.

The man didn't take it seriously, "Brother, I have something to do out of the city. Let's go first!"

As he spoke, the man moved his steps and ran away quickly.

Lu Hu saw a series of footprints made by the man on the snow.

Even if he was good at Qinggong, there was no way that even a small Dingbei City would allow Lu Hu to meet the masters of Tuxue Wuhen casually.

Lu Hu saw the footprints and then remembered that when Master Kong was walking with him, the footprints were normal. When he left at the end, there were no footprints on the snow.

At that time, I vaguely guessed Kong Kong's strength and the subtle degree to which he was being transformed by Kong Kong.

I was so excited that I didn't even notice such obvious details.

"Now it can be inferred that Master Kongluo is a master of Tuxue Wuhen! I just don't know what level of existence Tuxue Wuhen is!"

Lu Hu used such a sign to speculate on Kong Kong's true strength. Although the guess may not be accurate, there is a lower limit, which is better than knowing nothing.

After that, there were no other disturbances. Lu Hu successfully climbed through the city wall. When he arrived at Dingbei City, the city was covered with snow.

The sun is hidden behind a curtain of snow. The skylight is not dazzling at all. The whole world is shining with soft light, covered with quiet, moist and soft gauze.

The scattered trees on both sides of the road are covered with piles of white snow, and the old branches and buds are also lined with silver.

Rich families and poor households are equally exposed to the snow pavement, and there is no difference in treatment between carved railings, jade columns, and urns, urns, and mulberry pivots.

The potholes on the ground, dead branches and stems on the ice, and the debris on the road are all covered by a crane's cloak thrown down from the sky.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. Residents in the city have gotten up early. Green smoke is rising from every household, and small merchants and hawkers have also gone out to set up stalls.

But the sounds they made were very tinny, as if no one was willing to break the silence of this snowy morning.

Lu Hu walked in the city, crunching the snow on the road, looking for restaurants in the city.

I found a two-story restaurant nearby on the street. The first customer who opened the door was greeted enthusiastically by the waiter.

"Sir, please come in!"

Lu Hu dusted off the fallen snow and went up to the second floor with the waiter. He asked the waiter to boil a pot of good wine and serve all kinds of delicious dishes.

When the waiter heard that he was a big customer, his smiling eyes disappeared. He happily agreed and went down to give instructions to the chef.

After a while, a small red clay stove was brought up, which contained three pieces of red-hot charcoal. The stove was very small. After placing it on the table, he brought out a wine flask wrapped in cotton wool.

First, he poured a bowl of wine for Lu Hu. The wine was steaming and amber in color, and then he put the jug on the small stove.

Then Lu Hu was given a plate of peanuts, a plate of something similar to soy sauce, and the last plate was a plate of three small shrimps that had been blanched red.

Lu Hu raised his hand and drank down the bowl of hot wine in front of him. He felt his throat tightening from the spicy food, and then his stomach felt warm, and a sweet aroma of grain came back from the base of his tongue.

Although the flavor of this wine is not as mellow and refreshing as Qingfeng Zui, it is better than the strong one. It is a rare spirit!
  "Good wine!"

Lu Hu sighed in admiration. The breeze was good, but it was too soft and gentle.

It is good for literati and ladies in the boudoir to drink it.

But for Lu Hu, it was too soft, and he drank it directly as a drink.

Although this Dingbeicheng wine lacked flavor, it only had enough strength to win Lu Hu's favor.

(End of this chapter)