A crescent moon hangs in the sky, surrounded by dense stars.

Under the moonlight.

In a villa, under the moonlight, a thin figure was waving the purple gold Burmese sword in his hand to show off his power.

Half a moment.

Perhaps because he was a little tired from dancing, the figure stopped and put away the golden knife, took out a fire stick from his arms, and relit the candle that he had just extinguished on a whim.

The candle was lit and the fire suddenly brightened.

Under the light of the fire, the figure turned out to be a child of about eleven or twelve years old.

The child has an immature face. Although he is wearing brocade clothes, he is dressed like a martial artist. At first glance, he looks like a rich and powerful second generation martial artist or a young master who is full of yearning for martial arts.

The child's name is Lu Lin, the only son of Lu Tengkong of the Tianhu Escort Agency.

This Lu Lin was not only the only son of Lu Tengkong, but also the son of an old man. Therefore, Lu Tengkong and his wife Ximenniang cherished this son very much. When Lu Lin was a child, they looked for elixirs that were beneficial to martial arts practitioners and gave them to them.

Lu Lin took it.

Since Lu Lin was eight years old, the two began to teach each other their superior internal skills, so although Lu Lin was young, he was already quite harmonious in martial arts.

Lu Lin sat on the stone steps under the eaves to rest for a while. It was extremely hot in August, so Ximen Niang felt sorry for her son, so she arranged for him to stay in a courtyard in the suburbs to escape the summer heat.

After a short rest, Lu Lin stood up again, preparing to practice the sword skills taught by his father again before going to bed.

Just as he stood up, a meteor streaked across the sky and landed near the other courtyard under Lu Lin's gaze.

"Huh?"

"It seems to have fallen over the creek and woods!"

As a second-generation martial artist, Lu Lin knew a lot of martial arts secrets even though he was young. It is said that the sword that Fat Immortal Xu Liuben, the head of the Tai Chi Sect, carried with him was made of meteorite iron. It can break hair when blown, and cut iron like mud.

Seeing the fireball falling not far away, Lu Lin immediately became interested. He knew that the meteor would probably bring precious iron from the sky.

"This meteor fell so close. If I had to go get it, if there was some strange iron from the sky, I could make a sword and give it to my father."

Lu Lin has not only always had a chivalrous heart, but also a filial piety. He usually wouldn't have the opportunity, but now that he saw the meteorite, he was naturally tempted and wanted to give his father a gift.

"But it's so dark outside, are there any ghosts?"

After all, Lu Lin was still young. Although he was usually brave, he was still a little afraid of invisible and intangible ghosts and gods.

He hesitated for a long while.

Lu Lin finally made up his mind to go and have a look. After all, many people should have seen the falling meteor. If he went to the meteor again tomorrow, he might be caught first.

Having made up his mind, Lu Lin no longer hesitated. He sheathed the long sword, hung it on his waist, blew out the candle, then raised his body, turned over and walked out of the courtyard towards the creek.

By the creek.

A figure sat cross-legged, it was Xiang Fanchen who came from the sky. This shattering used up all the internal energy he could use.

At this moment, he is adjusting his interest rate with all his strength, trying to regain some strength as soon as possible. However, at this moment, several energies in his body are interfering with each other, and it may take a long time to return to normal.

However, coming to a strange place, he must give himself at least some strength to protect himself.

"Alas, greed is the original sin!"

If I hadn't coveted Xiao Sanxiao's strength this time, I wouldn't have fallen to this point.

The thought passed by in a flash, and Xiang Fanchen stopped thinking about it. The matter was already here, and there was no point in thinking about it anymore.

Putting the remaining Long Yuan into his arms and looking at the tattered clothes, Xiang Fanchen continued to exercise to heal his injuries.

The woods in the distance.

The sparse moonlight fell, making the not dense woods look particularly quiet.

Among the woods.

Lu Lin was fumbling around inside holding a purple gold Burmese knife.

Although Lu Lin could not see at night, several years of internal strength training and taking various elixirs since childhood had made him sharp and clear, and he could walk unhindered in the woods with the faint moonlight.

The sounds of insects and frogs kept ringing.

Lu Lin braved his courage and walked faster and faster in the woods, as if someone was chasing him.

It wasn't until he walked out of the woods and looked back and found that nothing strange was following him that he let out a long sigh of relief.

When he came to the stream, he didn't find the fire he imagined. After thinking for a moment, Lu Lin began to search along the stream. He believed that he must be the first to arrive, and if the things were snatched away by others, there must be meteors that once existed.

trace.

A hundred meters away from Lu Lin downstream of the stream, Xiang Fanchen, who was sitting cross-legged, twitched his ears slightly. The sound of Lu Lin's arrival had caught his attention.

If someone were to go down the stream, they would find themselves sooner or later. They sensed that the other party seemed to be weak, and Xiang Fanchen did not avoid him. He did not stand up until the other party was almost approaching.

"Where did the meteor go?"

Lu Lin lowered his head and searched along the creek, muttering quietly, but did not notice Xiang Fanchen who was already quite close.

"Ahem!"

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer, Xiang Fanchen couldn't help but cough to remind the other person that his vigilance was a little too bad.

"who?"

Suddenly he heard a cough by the stream where there was only the sound of insects. Lu Lin's hair was about to explode. He jumped back like a frightened cat. Then he quickly pulled out the big knife from his waist and pointed at the cough.

The direction of transmission.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Lu Lin tried hard to make his voice sound calm and normal, but the slightly trembling voice and the sword that kept swinging in small arcs revealed his nervousness and fear.

Looking at Lu Lin and Xiang Fanchen who was frightened by him, he smiled softly. How dare you wander around in the middle of the night with such courage?

But it's okay, I can also get some news about this world from the other person's mouth.

Judging from the other party's attire, excluding the possibility of the other party role-playing, he should still be in ancient times, and he has accepted his fate in this mortal world.

"Don't be afraid, little brother, look at the shadow under my feet, I am naturally a human being."

Xiang Fanchen's voice was neither slow nor urgent, but it carried a calming magic power. After speaking, he pointed to the shadow under his feet.

Hearing Xiang Fanchen's words, Lu Lin was slightly startled. Yes, ghosts have no shadows.

Look down.

Although the moonlight was dim, the shadow under Xiang Fanchen's feet was still clearly distinguishable.

"Huh, it's a human. What's a person doing in the middle of the night running to the stream without sleeping?"

Seeing the shadow under Xiang Fanchen's feet, Lu Lin let out a long sigh of relief, and then suddenly realized something was wrong. Could it be that the other party was also looking for Meteor.

"It's just because I'm alone that I come out in the middle of the night. Who else is running around between the two of us?"

"What?"

Lu Lin was a little confused. Why didn't the two of them run around at night? What could they do at night? Is it to practice swordsmanship and compete in martial arts?
Chapter completed!