Chapter 11 Hibernation (I)

　　"Indeed." Lu Sheng touched his tiger mask, but his heart became more alert. "Could it be that Wan Er has a way?" 　　"Secret books of internal martial arts, Wan Er does have a way to find some for Gongzi. It's just that I don't know what Gongzi can come up with in exchange?" 　　Duanmu Wan softly said. 　　What a big mouth. 　　Find some? Even the governor of the city would not dare to speak like this. 　　Lu Sheng's heart grew wary. 　　"What does Miss Wan Er want in exchange? Silver, is gold okay?" 　　"How about the price of today's Black Fury Kung Fu?" Duanmu Wan smiled. 　　"If Miss Wan'er can really get the secret book, yes." 　　Lu Sheng said seriously, while looking deeply at the woman. 　　Duanmu Wan was unimpressed and smiled. 　　"Your Excellency doesn't have to be concerned, Wan Er is just looking at your Excellency's talent and extraordinary appearance, and wants to sell you in advance." 　　Lu Sheng believed her. 　　The carriage traveled slowly, and within a short time, it entered the city, and then quickly stopped at the entrance of the Wan Fu Inn. 　　Duanmu Wan and the guards got down from the carriage and walked towards the inn under the warm welcome of the inn boy. 　　Lu Sheng sat on the carriage quietly watching the backs of the two men as they didn't enter the inn, his face remained unchanged and he didn't know what was going through his mind. 　　"Let's go, go back." 　　He commanded. 　　Only then did the coachman wake up as if from a dream, ruthlessly wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he came back to his senses and started to rush. 　　Even the three guards vaguely showed disappointment as Duanmu Wan left. 　　...... 　　Returning to the mansion, early the next morning, Zheng Xiangui personally paid a visit to the door. 　　Obviously because of yesterday's matter came to apologize. 　　The two sat in the small garden in the backyard, the stone tabletop was set with small wine pots and dishes for drinking, a plate of peanut rice, a plate of cold pickled radish. 　　In the hot weather, eating these was just refreshing. 　　"I must drink this cup of wine!" 　　Zheng Xiangui said seriously with his wine cup. 　　"Yesterday it was me who didn't take care of you well, when I heard the news my liver was scared out of my body, you said that if anything happens to you, I, Zheng Xiangui, would not be able to do right by the Lu family even if I gave up all my flesh." 　　Lu Sheng shook his head. 　　"It's none of your business, I myself insisted that you arrange it." 　　He parted his words. 　　Zheng Xiangui drank it all in one sip and heavily placed the wine cup on the tabletop. 　　Snap. 　　The cup collided with the table, making a soft sound. 　　"Brother Sheng, other than that, I felt strange before, how come you have such a big burden all of a sudden, and actually dared to risk going to the Black Club to buy something. As a result, the feelings that you are a deep concealer? However, this kind of thing that directly fights with people, in the future, it is better not to do, even if the other party is the Zhang family, your Lu family is a hegemon in JiuLian City, he Zhang family can still put his hand to this side? In case you have a slip ......" 　　Lu Sheng smiled. 　　"I actually like practicing martial arts since I was a child, it's just that I haven't practiced anything before, so I haven't said anything, and now that I'm a little accomplished, I can't help it, and the black meeting is just a practice." 　　"Not practice, right? Even people are getting killed and still practicing." Zheng Xiangui was speechless. "You have to inform Uncle Lu about this, in case the Zhang family blames him, he'll be prepared." 　　"This I know." Lu Sheng nodded. "Speaking of which, do you know more about that Duanmu Wan?" 　　"Duanmu Wan ...... this is not really clear, or else, I will check for you?" 　　Zheng Xiangui hesitated. His Zheng family, because of the people he interacted with were mixed with dragons and snakes, the news was much more informed than the Road House, and was a strength in this area. 　　"Good." 　　Lu Sheng poured himself a glass of wine as well and gently sipped it. 　　The liquor in this place was very light, so light that it was similar to a juice drink. 　　"What? Did Duanmu Wan make contact with you?" Zheng Xiangui asked. 　　Lu Sheng was about to answer. 　　Suddenly a rush of footsteps came from the archway of the small garden. 　　A wonderful young girl wearing a goose-yellow short-sleeved shirt walked quickly into the door. 　　The young girl had a goose-egg face, and her waist was so thin that it seemed as if it could be pinched off by a gentle grip. 　　The chest of her dress was open, revealing the pure white lining inside, wrapping her plump breasts tightly. 　　Because her chest was too full, the young girl swayed as she walked. 　　"Brother, Brother Sheng, you guys are really hiding here!" 　　As soon as she saw the two of them, Lu Sheng and Zheng Xiangui, she rushed over with a puff of anger and pulled Zheng Xiangui. 　　"Let's go, let's go, dead brother, actually dared to stand me up, making me wait at home for two more hours!" 　　"Yu'er, long time no see, looks like you are not in a good mood?" 　　Lu Sheng smiled and said hello. 　　"It's not old brother, promised to take me to see the opera troupe in the north of the city, people are leaving the city in the afternoon, if I don't go, it will be too late. As a result, I waited for a long time and didn't see anyone come." 　　Zheng Yu'er is Zheng Xiangui's younger sister, and is the younger sister. 　　The two had been extremely close since they were young, and because of the relationship between Lu and Zheng Xiangui, Zheng Yu'er was also very close to Lu Sheng. 　　"Yu'er is my fault ......" 　　Zheng Xiangui hurriedly apologized with a bitter face. 　　"I'll make it up to you, make it up to you! What do you want, I'll buy it for you right away!" 　　As the second son who held part of the family's business, the funds and pocket money in Zheng Xiangui's hands were far from what his sister could compare to. 　　"I want a violet cyanide pen, three pieces of Su Mo, ten boxes of scented powder from Indigo Red Moon, five powder needle buns per day, and one coral flower per day ......" 　　Zheng Yu'er began to quickly make her conditions, clearly having a draft in mind when she arrived. 　　But only after saying a few sentences, she suddenly remembered that there was still Lu Sheng on the side, and immediately lowered her head with a small blushing face. 　　Then she stepped hard on Zheng Xiangui's foot. 　　Ouch. 　　Zheng Xiangui screamed miserably. 　　"Good sister, good sister! Let's go home! Let's go home!" 　　Not long after. 　　Lu Sheng watched with amusement as Zheng Xiangui was taken back home by Zheng Yu'er's ears. 　　He sat alone on a stone bench and watched his subordinates busily putting away the wine and food. 　　"The Black Fury Technique ...... can increase the physical quality, but the technique is incomplete ...... and not particularly suitable for me to practice. Unfortunately ...... I have no choice now." 　　He closed his eyes and began to follow the route recorded on the top of the Black Fury Technique, imagining with his mind that he had a trace of breath rising from under his feet, then converging into his belly and dispersing throughout his body. 　　This was the first introductory stage method of the Black Fury Technique. 　　It was very simple, but it was also a very qualification-testing part, and according to the canonical text, initiation would take at least a few days to a month before one could have a sense of qi. 　　This was a not-so-long period of time. 　　He first had to get started with the gongfu first, then he could find the corresponding gongfu on the modifier before he could modify it. 　　So this was a step that Lu Sheng couldn't get around. 　　"Gongzi." 　　Xiao Qiao walked out from the room and carefully called out. 　　"What is it?" 　　Xiao Qiao looked at Lu Sheng, always feeling that his own gongzi had been a little absent-minded lately, but he didn't know why. 　　"Is there something that your son is not happy about?" Xiao Qiao was never understanding and asked carefully. 　　"Don't guess, it's my own problem." 　　Lu Sheng sat on the stool and gently rocked his body with his eyes closed. 　　The dark blue modifier interface emerged in his eyes. 　　Lu Sheng looked from the top to the bottom, and in the first row of spaces, it was noted: Black Tiger Blade Technique - Fourth Level. 　　As for the Black Fury Technique, there was no shadow visible right now. 　　With a silent thought in his mind, Lu Sheng put away the modifier and stood up from the stone bench. 　　Since the Black Fury Technique was in his hands, he would so persist in practicing it for now, as long as there was a slight possibility of getting started, he would not have wasted such a hard trip. 　　The next few days. 　　Lu Sheng did not go anywhere, just honestly stayed in the Lu Mansion, practicing hard. 　　Black Tiger Blade Technique he was considered to be exposed, so he no longer hid it, it's not a big deal skill. 　　Lu Sheng also started to look for Uncle Zhao to ask about joint techniques, as well as some practical combat experience. The main thing was to deliberately reveal that he had since learned some of the Black Tiger Blade Technique. 　　Although he had cultivated the blade technique, the actual utilization of it, at what time to strike the blade, and what moves to use against what kind of opponents, all of these were experiences that required detailed instruction. 　　Taking this opportunity, he also spread the story of his secret martial arts training to the entire Lu Fu. 　　...... 　　Three days later ...... 　　Clang, clang, clang! 　　Lu Sheng and Zhao Bo both held their swords separately in the schoolyard and moved quickly to exchange blows with each other. 　　The two sword lights tumbled and collided from time to time. 　　Like two balls of silver. 　　Zhao Bo dodged violently and flashed out sideways from the sword light. 　　His expression was solemn, his beard and hair fluttered, and his eyes opened abruptly. 　　"Tiger Fury!" 　　Whew! 　　A wind sound with the sound of a tiger's whistling spread out, and the long blade in Zhao Bo's hand was like a meteor, slashing violently at Lu Sheng's wrist. 　　"Tiger Fury!" 　　Almost at the same time, Lu Sheng also let out a low shout, and a move of Tiger Fury came out at the same time. 　　The two of them were entangled for a long time before Lu Sheng pretended to react and "barely" adjusted to use this Tiger's Fury. 　　The rhythm was slower than a beat. 　　Clang! 　　The two blades clashed hard. 　　They abruptly separated, each panting and staring at the other. 　　Lu Sheng looked down and saw that his right sleeve was missing a section of his sleeve, and immediately revealed a sigh of admiration. 　　"Worthy of being Uncle Zhao!" 　　He put away his sword and stood up straight and laughed. 　　"It's already very impressive ...... very impressive ...... to be able to make the Tiger Fury in such a short time. Even if the Grand Duke secretly practiced martial arts in the past, but how long has it been since you got the sword technique? ...... In time, the Grand Duke will definitely be able to surpass me, the old man. Even in the entire Jiu Lian City, he can sit firmly in the top five." 　　Zhao Bo lamented. 　　"Ridiculous I thought that the Grand Duke had given up practicing the sword before, I didn't expect ......" 　　Lu Sheng laughed. 　　"Uncle Zhao is joking, you are one of the Four Great Masters of Jiu Lian City, where is it for me to surpass just because I want to." 　　"Can't be, can't be, I'm getting old, I've long since lost my courage." 　　Uncle Zhao waved his hand repeatedly. 　　"However, the Grand Duke's talent is exceptional, being able to practice the first move of the Black Tiger Blade Technique in such a short period of time, it is possible to consider learning a few more sets of kung fu in your body." 　　"Learning a few more sets of kung fu? What does Uncle Zhao mean ......?" 　　Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows. 　　Uncle Zhao laughed. 　　"I, Old Zhao, have a bit of a thin reputation in Jiu Lian City, and you, Grand Duke, the Lu Family, are also quite wealthy and famous, so the two combinations should be able to persuade quite a few old guys to pass out their bottom-of-the-barrel Jutsu and hand them over to you. Speaking of which, these so-called mastery can be ranked on the third-rate mastery, most of them are not under the black tiger knife. If the Grand Duke is interested, I can introduce them on his behalf."