Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife at night

Chapter 90 Preaching
  The new house, which had been abandoned for a long time, had just been tidied up, and the air was still quite cold, especially in late autumn.

If you have a weaker body and bones, you are likely to get seriously ill if you sleep for one night.

But for a person like Lu Hu, who is full of evil spirits and full of energy and blood, it is not a problem at all.

Before going to bed, you may have felt that the house was full of yin, but when you woke up the next day, the yin was dissipated by his anger. If you are a naturally perceptive person, you may find that the room becomes much brighter if you look back and forth. .

This is a bit of a shabby room, but the smell of my virtue is there.

But why does Lu Hu care about this? He has seen real ghosts and can kill them, not to mention thieves and gangsters. How can they be more ferocious than him?

If someone really sneaks in, Lu Hu will only be happy, just in time to get some money from him, so as to relieve his financial pressure.

He got up when it was still gray and numb, moved his muscles and bones, and found that all the internal injuries on his body had been healed under the treatment of magical powers in the past few days. He also began to feel a numbness in his left eye, which no longer existed. It's a dull pain, but it seems it will heal soon.

He performed three sets of Black Tiger Fist and Powerful Palm in the yard.

These two perfect martial arts are like water flowing through his body, flowing freely and changing at will. Except for the fact that their strength cannot be blended together, they can basically be said to be combined into one.

The force on the fist was also under his control, and there was no sound of breaking wind. If someone with weak eyesight saw it, it would feel ordinary, like a flower shelf.

He used his fists to move his body until he was slightly sweaty, then he swallowed a Qi and Blood Pill, stood up on the black tiger pile and started practicing.

Deep thunder sounds exploded in his chest, shaking all the flesh and bones in his body.

The injury inside his body had not healed before, and the thunderous vibration was too violent, which was not conducive to the recovery of the injury, so he never practiced.

Now, during this first Leiyin practice after recovering from his injury, Lu Hu immediately noticed a difference.

The previous thunder sounds mainly affected the lower part of the chest and all the limbs.

At this time, perhaps because Lu Hu had improved again during the marrow training period, the sound of thunder began to spread to his chest, and after a while, his entire face began to feel numb as if he had experienced an electric shock.

"It won't damage the left eye!"

Lu Hu was worried for a moment, but he didn't notice the pain in his left eye. Since it didn't hurt, it shouldn't be a problem, so he lowered his mind and concentrated on his cultivation.

Soon, you can see that his exposed skin turns red.

There were curls of white heat rising from the top of his head.

Just like a pot of boiling hot water.

The flow of blood speeds up and begins to seep out from the pores of the skin together with sweat.

But the overdose is already very small, now it’s almost like blood and sweat.

"I'm a martial arts practitioner, and I've trained myself like a bloody horse!"

It was already bright at this time, the red sun climbed up, and the pure blue sky was extremely refreshing and cloudless.

Lu Hu finished his work and went into the house, changed his clothes, took the paper he copied last night, put on his bamboo hat, and went out.

The house was in a remote location, with few pedestrians and little food. He walked all the way to the city center and had breakfast at a noodle stall.

Now Lu Hu has money so tight that he can't go to restaurants and restaurants every time.

Although it is a small stall, the taste is really good. The noodles are chewy and the hot soup is refreshing. A handful of emerald green onions are sprinkled on top. What even surprised Lu Hu is that there is pepper in the soup, which adds an extra layer of spiciness. Lu Hu grunts and eats and drinks. I ordered three large bowls, which made the little old man setting up the stall look sideways.

After eating, I strolled all the way towards the old letter seller I had agreed with yesterday.

When passing by an alley, someone was talking loudly, and the voice floated out.

"After the rebirth of Mai Le, universal compassion, God's grace is revealed, and all diseases will be eliminated."

After hearing this, Lu Hu glanced into the alley and saw a strange middle-aged man wearing a white robe and a white hat standing on a stone pier and talking loudly.

A group of people in rags and mud-faced people gathered around to listen.

"Is this... missionary?"

Lu Hu listened for a while and made a guess in his mind. He observed the expressions of the people and found that they listened very seriously and sometimes showed joy on their faces.

"Let me go, it's not a progressive organization like the White Lotus Sect that engages in peasant uprisings!"

When Lu Hu thought of this, he stopped listening and left quickly. If it were really such a religious organization, the water inside would be deep.

Now that I have finally managed to break free from the quagmire, I feel safe and comfortable, and I don't want to be dragged down into the muddy water again.

Lu Hu hurried over and found that the old man was still setting up his stall at the same spot. It seemed that there wasn't much business.

Seeing Lu Hu appear, his eyes lit up.

Lu Hu asked the old man where he lived and went to his home to study. The old man agreed. After all, this kind of thing cannot be done on the street.

The old man's home is also in a nearby alley.

Lu Hu still had a problem with the alley, but fortunately, the alley where the old man's house was located was not a Dung Mountain establishment point. Although it was still dirty, it was much better.

This old man is a widower, alone, and his house is not big. The yard is littered with debris, which is quite shabby. However, this is a true portrayal of the life of the lower class people. In this kind of world, it is good to live in the city. That's a lot.

The two entered the house and sat at a table.

"Sir, what we were talking about before was thirty cents a day!"

"Don't worry, money is yours. Let's start from here! You should know these words if you look at them. If you don't know anything, just say it. I won't deduct your money. But if you let me know, you fool me, it's not money. It’s over!”

Lu Hu took out the prepared paper from his arms, handed it over, and at the same time pushed up the extremely low brim of his hat.

When the old man heard this, his heart skipped a beat. When he looked forward, he saw Lu Hu's face.

He was so frightened that he trembled and trembled all over. He thought that he was going to die, he was going to die because he was greedy for money and killed himself!
  He immediately stood up and said, "Hero, this little old man is ignorant. You can take whatever you like. I will never go out and talk nonsense. I just want to save this little old man's life!"

Lu Hu knew that his face was vicious, but he didn't expect that the effect would always be so good.

The two times he applied pressure were just a slap in the face and a scare, but the opponent immediately became intimidated. He didn't know whether he should be happy or worried about this.

"Okay, I'm a serious person, and I keep to myself. I'm not what you think. I'll teach you how to calligraphy. It's your turn, and I won't miss a penny!"

(End of this chapter)