After all, Lu Jing's injury was not healed. After chatting for a while, he felt a little tired, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was already evening.
Dinner was already prepared, and Lu Jing saw that in addition to Ling Shuang and Zhao Rui, there were two other men in the dining room. Both of them had changed into farmer's clothes.
Zhao Ling and the two introduced each other to them. Both of them were Zhao Rui's subordinates and were in their early thirties.
The man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and thick black skin is named Zheng Yifei. He is good at swordsmanship and his current strength is "Martial Arts Master" level 7. The man with short stature and broad shoulders is named Kong Baiyang. He is good at bows and arrows and scimitar. His current strength is "Martial Arts Master" level 6.
class.
Zheng and Kong looked at Lu Jing with appreciative eyes. Zheng Yifei said: "I can't believe that Mr. Lu's martial arts skills are so shocking at such a young age. If it hadn't been for Mr. Lu's generous help, we would have been completely wiped out this time!"
Kong Baiyang also nodded and said: "Bronze thick-armored carriages, flying monsters, black tigers, reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, these are not things that we people can easily deal with or master."
Lu Jing said a few words of modesty.
The five of them started to eat. During the meal, Zhao Ling, Zheng Kong and others talked about the darkness of the rule of the Tsing Kingdom, the cruelty of the Tsing Army and the officials of the Tsing Kingdom, and the deeds of the various ** troops and martyrs who resisted the tattoos. Lu Jing's blood boiled and he was very excited.
.
The four people of "Zhao Muhui" winked at each other several times when Lu Jing was not paying attention, but were discovered by the blond girl. Sylvia reminded Lu Jing in a very soft voice: "They seem to have something to say to you, no.
Seems malicious."
Lu Jing looked at the four people and thought, "Could he still want to persuade me to join them?"
Zhao Rui finally made up his mind and said: "Master Lu, we know that you are also in favor of resisting tattoos. I just discussed it with several brothers and unanimously agreed: If you can join our "Zhao Muhui" and abide by the rules,
, we will regard you as the deputy hall master; I, Zhao Rui, and the more than two hundred brothers will be your subordinates from now on, but if you are driven, we will not give up even if you die!" When he said the last sentence, his tone was already very exciting.
These words surprised Lu Jing. He looked at the four people, thought for a moment, and then said: "I am very grateful for your sincerity. But I really have no choice but to join you in the anti-tattoo cause in the future.
But now I have a lot of things to do, and it is temporarily inconvenient for me to join your "Zhao Muhui". But I promise, if there is anything I can do to help, I will not refuse!"
The four of them were quite disappointed. Kong Baiyang lowered his head and murmured softly: "Although "Zhao Muhui" is not strong, it should not beg others to join."
When Lu Jing heard this, he felt slightly unhappy.
Ling Shuang glared at Kong Baiyang and said angrily: "Even if Mr. Lu doesn't join our "Zhao Muhui" for the time being, he still has the same anti-tattoo stance as us. Didn't you hear this?"
Zhao Rui also said: "Ling Shuang is right, as long as anyone is willing to contribute to the fight against tattoos, they are our brothers and comrades-in-arms. As for whether they join our "Zhao Muhui" or not, it is not particularly important!" He turned to Lu Jing and said:
"If Mr. Lu doesn't dislike it, you can treat this place as your own home. It won't be too late to leave after you recover from your injuries."
Lu Jing was embarrassed to refuse anymore, so he nodded in agreement. After they chatted for a while, Lu Jing got up and went back to his room. He first practiced his internal strength and then lay down to rest.
At noon the next day, after dinner, Lu Jing felt bored. Since his injury had improved a lot, he wanted to say goodbye and go home.
He walked into the room where everyone in the "Zhao Muhui" was. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a new man and a woman arriving, talking with Zhao Ling, Zheng Kong and the others. When Zhao Rui saw Lu Jing arriving, he introduced the two parties.
It turned out that those two people had been friends with Zhao Rui and others for many years, but they were not members of the "Zhao Muhui", but members of an organization called the "Capturing the Dragon Gang".
The man's name is Lu Shungang. He has dark skin and is not tall but very strong. The weapon he carries is a spear. The spear body is made of the same material as the spear tip, which is made of bronze. It is obvious at first glance that it is quite heavy. The woman is
Lu Shungang's junior sister, named Shi Yan, also has dark skin but pretty facial features. The weapon she wields is a slightly curved three-foot-long sword.
After the greetings, everyone sat down and chatted. Lu Shungang said: Recently, I heard that many villagers in the nearby area have disappeared for no reason, and the government has been investigating for a while to no avail. The two brothers and sisters happened to have nothing to do recently, so they came here to investigate.
. However, the two of them searched for many days, but there was no news.
When everyone heard this, they were all amazed.
Lu Jing listened for a while and felt that although the case of many missing villagers was not trivial, it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't want to hear any more, so he stood up and left.
Zhao Rui and Ling Shuang saw that it was difficult to stay, so they asked Lu Jing to sit for a while while Ling Shuang rode to a town more than 20 miles away to hire a carriage. The carriage then took Lu Jing back to Fengya City. Lu Jing happily agreed.
More than half an hour later, Ling Shuang rode back with a carriage. Lu Jing got into the carriage with the package, but Ling Shuang refused to say goodbye and said she wanted to see Lu Jing off for one more ride.
The fair-skinned beauty smiled, tied the reins of the horse she was riding on to the rear of the carriage, and then entered the carriage with Lu Jing.
The carriage was quite bumpy. Lu Jing thought of the beautiful scene that day when he and Yan'er were riding in the carriage and rushing to Peach Blossom Mountain. He couldn't help but smile at Ling Shuang. Ling Shuang was happy and kept talking to Lu Jing.
Lu Jing held Ling Shuang's hand and asked, "Miss Ling's hand is a bit cold, do you feel uncomfortable?"
Ling Shuang said: "Yes. It's better in summer, but it's even more cold in winter."
Lu Jing asked again: "Is it related to the "Ice Internal Skill" you practice?"
Ling Shuang replied: "Ice Internal Skills" itself is not a problem. If you practice it step by step and without haste, your body will not get cold. But sometimes I am impatient and want to speed up the growth of my skills, but the result is self-defeating.
My hands and feet are as cold as if I had been immersed in ice water all year round."
Lu Jing asked again with concern: "Are your feet cold too?" Ling Shuang looked at Lu Jing with her beautiful eyes and nodded.
Lu Jing lowered his head slightly and looked at the girl's feet. Although she was wearing coarse cloth shoes and socks, her appearance was quite exquisite. The young man thought to himself: "Miss Ling's face and hands are so white and tender, what about her
Her feet should be pretty too." I couldn't help but imagine how pretty her bare feet looked.
Ling Shuang saw him staring blankly at her feet, and a trace of blush appeared on her fair and flawless face.
Lu Jing raised his head and asked: "Is there any way to cure it?" Ling Shuang said: "As far as I know, there is no good way, I can only be careful. However, I am an impatient person and I often practice vigorously. Recently, I
Over the past year, not only have my hands and feet become colder and colder, but other parts of my body have also felt cold. I’m really worried!”
Lu Jing thought for a while and said, "I'll go back and read more books. I hope I can help you find a cure."
"Then thank you in advance." Ling Shuang smiled.
Looking at her expression, Lu Jing felt that she actually didn't believe that he could really treat her, and he felt slightly disappointed. He changed his mind and said, "Can you stop practicing this kind of Kung Fu and practice something else instead? For example, the same as Brother Zhao
"Metallic" internal strength? Or the same "fire attribute" Kung Fu as the sacrificed Feng Lie?"
Ling Shuang explained: "Although you can practice other internal martial arts, due to personal physique, if you practice martial arts that are not suitable for your physique, you will not be able to achieve great results. Rather than doing this, it is better not to practice, and there is no need.