Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 168: The Wu Child and the Lu Young Hero
April 9th, You hour.
The wind was strong and the rain was heavy. A sudden downpour came suddenly and the vendors and pedestrians in the market all ran away in panic.
This place is less than a hundred miles away from Luoyang.
In just three or two breaths, the raindrops became denser and denser, and the pedestrians disappeared in a flash.
Not long after, there was a burst of dense footsteps like drumbeats in the rain, clanging and murderous, with a hint of blood, which caused a panic in the room.
“Kill!”
One group of people went ahead, and another group of people followed behind.
No one knew which force the former was in the martial arts world, and the latter was naturally the Qinglong Society that was now stirring up trouble in all directions and shocking the world.
Everyone's footsteps created splashes of water, but before the water fell, a cold light flashed before their eyes, and the air was filled with blood.
"ah!"
There were only a few screams and the flashing of swords and sabers. There was no surprise. The fighting started quickly and ended quickly, and the corpses disappeared quickly as well.
The heavy rain washed down, and soon even the bloodstains on the street disappeared, as if nothing had happened. Every household closed their doors and windows, and remained silent.
"Mother!"
After the chaos, a child of several years old was seen sitting on the dirt steps in the rain, holding a piece of cake in his hand and wiping his tears.
"well!"
Suddenly, a sigh was heard, and then a person walked out from the rain. He came to take shelter from the rain. He picked up the child on the ground and hid under the eaves on one side.
The visitor looked at the falling rain in front of him, wiped the child's dirty face, and said gently: "Don't cry, a real man can sweat and bleed, but he can't cry."
Although the child was young, he looked precocious. His tender face was tense, his fist was clenched, and he shouted, "Dad taught me that a real man sheds blood, not tears."
The man nodded and smiled, "Yes, that's right. Many people probably heard this when they were young. Unfortunately, few adults in the world can do it."
But this man seemed to be in his thirties, with a slightly dark complexion, regular features, and plain clothes. The most eye-catching thing was that the top of his head was snow-white, just like his premature graying, and the roots of his hair were as white as frost and snow, very eye-catching.
The child was innocent and saw the white hair on the man's head, but he shouted: "Old man, why can't adults do this?"
The man laughed: "Am I that old? You should call me big brother."
The child raised his little face and asked in confusion: "That's not right. My mother said that people with white hair should be called grandpa, but I see that you don't have any wrinkles on your face, so how come your hair is so white?"
The man sighed, "This is the disadvantage of being smart at an early age. If a person is smart from a young age, he will naturally know a lot, have more worries, and think about things endlessly, so his hair will naturally turn white."
Then the man continued as if mumbling to himself, "Being too smart is not good either. I learn everything faster than others, I want more than others, and even my ambitions are bigger than others."
The child took a bite of the cake, wiped away his tears, and shouted, "Shouldn't that person be a little dumber? But idiots are always the easiest to be bullied."
Finally, the child asked again: "Big brother, you haven't told me why adults can't do it?"
The man sighed and said, "You will understand when you grow up. Whose child are you?"
The child said proudly: "My father is the great hero of Jiangbei, Wu Feng, the 'Wind Chasing Sword'."
The man said "Oh" and smiled faintly: "Then your mother should still be alive."
The two people, one big and one small, didn't know each other, but they got along very well.
The two were talking to each other when they saw several groups of people rushing over in the rain. Most of them were wandering warriors and lone knights. They were in a hurry and came quickly and left even faster.
At this moment, a woman in tight clothes and holding a sword suddenly appeared out of the rain, her body covered in blood and her face full of anxiety.
The child's eyes lit up and he called out, "Mom!"
"Ming'er!" The woman burst into tears of joy when she saw him, and hurried to the eaves, "Are you okay? I was scared to death."
The man smiled slightly when he saw the tender scene between mother and son.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, crackling and pouring, so heavy that even the surrounding areas were blurred.
The sky was frighteningly bright, dim and translucent, and even the heavy rain was made a little turbid, as if the Yellow River was hanging upside down, or like a hideous bloody hole had been cracked in the sky, making people feel inexplicably palpitated.
“Ahem…”
Suddenly, someone else came in the rain.
A pale young man holding a tattered oil-paper umbrella huddled under the eaves like a drowned rat.
The young man wiped his sleeves and muttered, "It's raining really hard."
As soon as the voice fell, someone in the rain could be heard complaining, "It's raining so hard ."
Then, several wandering knights came rushing over with big strides.
Seeing that there were people under the eaves, the crowd did not feel crowded. Instead, they lined up under the eaves as if to join in the fun, waiting for the rain to stop.
"Mr. Lu, since you said you want to be our boss, do you dare to compete with me?"
The group of people looked like newcomers. Even though they looked a little down and out, they could not hide their youthful vigor and the high-spirited looks on their faces.
They have nothing, yet they seem to have everything.
Hearing the noise, a young man who looked like a drowned rat poked his head out and said with a beaming face, "What are you competing for? I'm not saying anything, Brother Chen, you're not as strong as me, you're not as good-looking as me, and you're not even my match at dice and Pai Gow. What do you have to compete with me?"
The Chen family brother was a dark-skinned man with a strong build. Upon hearing this, his face turned red and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "I want to compete with you in pissing. Whoever pees farther wins. Do you dare? If you lose, you will do 30 somersaults in the rain. If you win, I will obey you from now on."
“Hahaha, this is interesting.”
"That's right, Mr. Lu, hurry up and take the challenge."
…
The other young rangers started to make a noise.
The young man surnamed Lu was also unwilling to admit defeat and raised his chin: "Let's compete, but it's not convenient here, let's go over there."
The two of them were straightforward and started competing right away. They ran back into the rain, but after a while, they came back and saw that the young man named Lu had a gloomy face and a strong smell of urine.
The black man couldn't stop laughing: "Hahaha, the wind direction just changed, and this guy peed mostly on himself."
The others laughed so hard upon hearing this that they fell backwards. Someone even reminded him, "Mr. Lu, don't forget that you still have thirty more somersaults to go."
In the end, even the young man named Lu himself laughed, and he really did thirty somersaults in the rain in one breath.
The woman was holding the child in her arms, her eyes always alert. Seeing more and more people taking shelter under the eaves, and the rain getting a little lighter, she immediately carried the child into the rain and went away like the wind.
The young knights couldn't help but sigh when they saw the woman going away: "This must be the wife and children of 'Jiangbei Hero' Wu Feng, right? It's a pity that they don't know how to appreciate a good person. It's a pity that we have to travel so far to help."
The young man surnamed Lu was soaked from head to toe. Hearing this, he said with regret: "The Qinglong Society is sweeping the martial arts world now, destroying everything in its path. All forces flee wherever they pass. This Wu Feng dares to go against the current and fight the waves. He is quite a character."
As the group of people were talking, they suddenly remembered that there were two people under the eaves, and they immediately reminded them kindly: "Brothers, you are not from the underworld, right? I advise you not to go north, go south, otherwise you may easily encounter trouble."
One of the two men stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the rain and sighing, the other stood upright with an umbrella, one stood on the left, and the other stood on the right.
The man with gray hair smiled and said, "I'm waiting for someone."
The man holding the umbrella sighed and said, "I knew I couldn't fool you. What a coincidence! I'm looking for someone."
Seeing these two strange men, the group of young heroes were a little confused. But just as they were wondering, they suddenly felt the wind and clouds move, and then they saw that the thick and heavy rain in front of them actually separated silently between the two men.
The wind and rain rolled against the current, rolling to the left and right, creating an amazing sight.
The wind and rain on the left swirled rapidly and turned into a huge whirlpool, while the wind and rain on the right rolled and tumbled, gathering into a huge water ball at a speed visible to the naked eye.
hiss!
The group of young people who had just entered the world of martial arts had never seen such a scene before. They were all dumbfounded and looked at each other in horror.
On the other hand, the two of them, with their clothes intact and their hair still, looked like two statues of gods.
"Are you waiting for me?" asked the young man with an umbrella.
The white-haired young man said softly: "If you are looking for me, then I am waiting for you."
The young man surnamed Lu had already seen the clues and heard the hints. It turned out that these two were actually two unparalleled masters and powerful men who did not show their abilities.
The young man holding the umbrella smiled faintly and asked, "What are you waiting for me for?"
The white-haired young man smiled and said, "Of course I will help you solve your doubts."
In just a few words, the whirlpools and water balls in the rain grew bigger and bigger, piling up more and more, but although they were obviously all water, they did not mix. It was like thunder and fire from the sky and the earth, clashing against each other, and erupting with several indescribable noises, making people feel stuffy in the chest and breathless.
The white-haired young man looked at the water ball that was connected end to end, rotating endlessly without any stagnation. His pupils widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Well, it seems that your internal strength has also made great progress. It has reached the point of endless, without beginning or end, without color or form. Is this considered invincible?"
The young man holding the umbrella sighed, "I don't dare."
He paused and said, "Since you are waiting for me, do you have anything to say?"
"Yes," the white-haired young man said gently, "Be careful of that person."
The young man with the umbrella raised his eyebrows and fell into thought.
The white-haired young man asked again: "Don't you have anything to say?"
The young man with the umbrella said, "Yes, bye."
The white-haired young man nodded: "See you in Luoyang City!"
As he spoke, the swirling water balls suddenly collapsed, rising silently and dispersing lightly, merging back into heaven and earth.
When the group of young men came to their senses and looked under the eaves again, there was no white-haired young man or the young man holding an umbrella. The place was empty, with no one in sight.
