Volume 1: Wulin Chapter 33 Water Sword
As soon as the sky got bright, people started squatting near Lingfeng Building.
And more and more people came, and people from all walks of life gathered here.
There were acrobats, a candied haws seller, and someone performing stone-breaking chest tricks.
Suddenly, the streets outside became extremely lively, and this competition became a grand event in the martial arts world.
Lu Bai was sleeping in the upper room and was woken up by the noisy shouting outside.
I finally wanted to sleep in, but I didn't expect this group of people to be so enthusiastic.
Lu Bai had no awareness of being one of the protagonists of the fight. He simply opened the window and shouted at the people outside, "Noisy, noisy, no sleep so early in the morning!"
After hearing this angry shout, the people outside suddenly became quiet.
Logically speaking, before two masters compete against each other, it is normal for them to bathe, burn incense, and find a quiet place to sit in meditation and make the final mental adjustments.
As a result, you were sleeping soundly in the room, and when you were disturbed, you opened the window and cursed.
Where is the style of a master?
Unfortunately, Lu Bai doesn't talk about those things at all.
After closing the window, Lu Bai opened it again after a while.
"The guy downstairs, how much are the buns?" Lu Bai asked as he brushed his teeth with a willow branch dipped in charcoal and salt, and then spit out the charcoal residue with mouthwash.
The atmosphere was so full of life that some people below felt a little uncomfortable.
After taking the bun thrown from below, Lu Bai weighed it twice, then suddenly clenched it, and then the muscles in his hands bulged, and he turned around and threw!
The steamed bun, which was still hot, turned into a meteor and hit the man selling the buns directly.
The man didn't even have time to react before he was hit directly. He fell to the ground with his head tilted , and the splattered blood dyed the flour in front of the stall red.
"Murder?!"
No one expected Lu Bai's methods to be so brutal.
For a moment, there was some panic among the bustling crowd, fearing that Lu Bai upstairs would carry out an indiscriminate massacre.
"Don't panic!" At this moment, a voice came.
Lou Jingren, dressed as a scholar with a sword on his waist, stood up, picked up the bun that Lu Bai had thrown out at the bun stall, and then tore it open.
Lou Jingren put the bun in front of his nose, sniffed it slightly, and then threw it aside.
"It smells fishy. If I'm not mistaken, it must be highly poisonous."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of some people around changed.
These buns are very fragrant. Many people have bought and eaten them just now. Now you tell them that there is poison in them?
"Please rest assured, this poison should be specifically targeted." Lou Jingren said.
"I think it was because he saw you all eating the buns that Brother Lu bought them from him, but his little move later was discovered by Brother Lu."
"The other party's method of poisoning was very sophisticated. I didn't notice it, but I understand human nature." Lu Bai also explained briefly.
The other party's acting skills were not up to par. When Lu Bai picked up the bun, the expression on his face almost said "eat it quickly".
Yin people is a science. The positive practice of this science involves various despicable means, while the negative practice is the way to protect oneself.
First of all, you must learn to observe where the opponent has flaws, and at the same time, you must also think about what your own flaws are and where the enemy can attack you.
If you are on guard mentally and observe carefully the people who might attack you, the possibility of being attacked will be greatly reduced.
After the farce, the noise around started again soon.
As for the man selling buns, he had already been dragged away and no one knew where he was taken.
The remaining people were also brave and still gathered around, waiting for noon.
The clouds in the sky were blown away by the breeze, and the long-lost sun in winter also showed its face, shining down with golden light, making everything holy.
Lu Bai still found something to eat, and then climbed to the roof of Lingfeng Building before noon.
Lingfeng Tower is not very tall, and there are many buildings around it that are taller than this restaurant.
At this moment, the surrounding floors, windows and corridors were all full of people.
Lu Bai, one of the protagonists, has already arrived early. Now there is only one other one left, and he is also the most anticipated one.
Lin Haixian arrived on time, and people only noticed his presence when he walked out from the crowd.
He did not try to show off by using his Kung Fu to fly directly to the roof, but instead walked up the stairs step by step, his body even a little hunched.
Only at this time did people seem to realize that this Linhaixian was already old enough.
He had a dark skin with some wrinkles, and although his graying hair was neatly combed, it still revealed a hint of old age.
Lin Haixian rarely appears in front of the public like this. Perhaps he doesn't want people to find out that he is old.
Because once Linhaixian gets old, his deterrent power will decrease, and many people and things will appear again.
"So, immortals also grow old?"
Someone murmured this sentence, and his expression was inexplicably frightened, as if it was not , but himself.
Some people who admired Lin Haixian felt vaguely uneasy at this moment.
Why did Lin Haixian agree to Lu Bai's challenge and reveal the fact that he was old?
Lin Haixian climbed up to the roof, cleared some snow on the roof to one side, then stood up and steadied himself.
"I used to like climbing on the roof, but now I'm old and afraid of falling." Lin Haixian didn't intend to hide anything and started talking to Lu Bai.
"Because masters always like to be in high places." Lu Bai also joked with a smile.
"I had no intention of coming, but you were so mean that you said I wasn't coming and spread the word that I was dead."
"When I used to follow novels, whenever the author didn't update, I would tell people that he was dead."
"Then that author is really unlucky." Lin Haixian laughed. Although she didn't quite understand what it meant to follow the updates of a novel, being targeted by a bastard like Lu Bai was definitely not a good thing.
"It's almost noon." Lin Haixian smiled and looked up at the sky. In winter, even the sunlight seemed a little softer facing this old man.
"About that." Lu Bai didn't look at the sun, but at Lin Haixian.
"Let's start. I hope you can survive." Lin Haixian didn't carry a sword.
He opened his hands slightly, and looked at Lu Bai with a pair of slightly cloudy eyes, which then became brighter and brighter.
Visible air currents surged on his body, and the snow that was swept aside by Lin Haixian continued to melt, and then began to vibrate like water on a resounding drum.
After vibrating to the limit, the water suddenly flew up and gathered together along the energy of Lin Haixian.
The water flows slowly and becomes a three-foot water sword.
