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What has changed in this world?

Is it because of the system or is it because of the connection between these worlds and Huaguo?

With a lot of doubts in his heart, Lu Ren looked at the old man who was obviously dressed in a simple and simple way, and said.

"Here, uh... old man, what's the matter?"

The old man looked around Lu Ren from a distance, and after seeing a stone in his hand, his tense face eased.

"Young man, where are you from, where are you going, and what are you doing here?"

good question!

The poor monk came from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and he wanted to go to the West to learn scriptures, so he came here to find a few goblins to rest...

Of course, the complaints in Lu Ren's heart would not be revealed on the surface. He said calmly, "I went down the mountain to practice and found a town here, so I came here to rest."

"Do you have an ID tag?"

Lu Ren didn't blink his eyes: "I dealt with a monster before and lost it."

"What monster?"

"Ghost crying girl."

The old man was obviously startled, and looked at Lu Ren hesitantly: "You can escape from it?"

"Uh, to be precise, kill it."

The old man obviously didn't believe it, and his eyes widened: "Hey, young man, I didn't expect you to be even more unreliable than me, Old Xu."

Lu Ren shrugged, smiled without saying a word.

The old man raised his horizontal spear, "Okay, let's go in."

This is the end?

Lu Ren didn't ask any more questions. He clasped his fists in salute, then calmly passed the old man and walked towards the town.

"Young man, teach you to be good, find a place to stay as soon as possible, and you'd better stay in the house honestly after dark, otherwise I can't care if something happens."

The old man's faint voice reached Lu Ren's ears, causing him to pause for a moment before regaining his composure.

"Thank you for reminding."

Entering the town, the noisy and lively scenes came into Lu Ren's eyes, the hawkers on the street shouting, the children playing shuttlecocks in the alley, and the pedestrians coming and going seemed to be peaceful.

The whole ancient town exudes a peaceful atmosphere, completely opposite to the outside world.

But his very different attire seemed commonplace in the eyes of these townspeople, and they didn't think it was so strange, obviously they had seen it a lot.

The peacefulness was so terrifying that he couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

Lu Ren sighed, miscalculated, Ma De must not stay in this town, he has to go out.

"Guest officer, do you want some noodles? My beef noodles are definitely the best in all the towns around here!"

A warm voice suddenly reached Lu Ren's ears.

Lu Ren heard the sound and looked, and took a closer look, and saw that the hawker who bought beef noodles was holding a human head in the brine and cooking it in the brine.

The so-called noodles are the hair of this head, and the beef is the feet left by some dear friend.

Seeing the hawker's enthusiastic expression, Lu Ren resisted the urge to slash him with his sword, and said softly, "Is your beef noodle legal?"

regular?

The peddler was obviously stunned for a moment, unable to answer for a while, and froze in place, as if Lu Ren's answer did not find any response mechanism in his head.

Lu Ren shook his head slightly: "It seems quite regular, who will go to the regular ones?"

Said, shook his head and left.

And just as he was about to leave the town, the old man with a big gun jumped out and squinted at Lu Ren.

"Young man, you are not authentic, let you in, why did you come out so quickly?"

Lu Ren: "After shopping, I will come out naturally."

"Aren't you going to rest?"

"I suddenly remembered that the gas in my house was not turned off, so I had to go back quickly."

The old man didn't understand, he seemed to be stuck, and suddenly he couldn't stop shaking, and a large piece of skin suddenly fell off his face, exposing the skin like a mummy inside.

His face quickly darkened: "You can't go out now."

System: "Ding, the other party seems to have begun to rely on you and inject goodwill into you."

"Why, forced to buy and sell?"

"If you are told to go in, you will go in, isn't it a shame?" The old man's eyes were full of malice and he did not hide it.

"I think back then, labor and capital, I ran across ten miles and eight villages with a big gun in my hand, and beat those evil spirits and treacherous people crying for their fathers and mothers. From Nanshengwei to Beixing Town, for two days and two nights, I didn't blink my eyes. That's my hand!" When the guns are raised and the hands are raised and the guns are lowered, the blood is flowing like a river, and the heads are rolling!"

Lu Ren blinked his eyes: "Won't your hands be sore after taking up and down the gun for so long?"

The old man was obviously a little irritable when he heard this. He flicked the big gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun shook with the barrel of the gun, making a 'buzzing' sound.

"My hands are sore, or not, does this have something to do with what I said?"

"I'm just curious, won't my hand get sore after swinging it for so long, just like me, my sword hand will start to get sore after swinging it 10,000 times."

The old man was furious when he heard it, and he swung his spear across.

"Come on, attack me, I'll show you if my hands are sore!"

During the words, the old man's skin quickly cracked and fell off piece by piece, revealing most of the dry skin like a corpse on his face.

However, to Lu Ren's surprise, the other party still retains wisdom, and there is no sign of madness due to the transformation of his own form, and finally loses all his mind and completely turns into a ghost.

So, what happened in this town to make this happen?

"This... alright!"

The Ruthless Sword has already formed a skill, and he can already use the general basic formula of the sword book.

The mantra of the general outline of the sword manual.

There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is natural.

This sword is formed by imagining a wooden sword in the heart, and it can mobilize the body invisibly, gather strength from the subtleties, and thus increase the speed and power of drawing the sword.

In layman's terms, it means concentration. A high degree of concentration can allow you to spare more energy to use more potential of your body.

Although Yan Zhenghua's name is too vulgar, it is undeniable that the Ruthless Sword is indeed a set of quite exquisite meditation spiritual swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship focuses on training one's own consciousness and spirit, so as to mobilize one's body.

With a high degree of focus and a high degree of concentration, combined with basic swordsmanship, it can explode with surprising power.

This kind of visualization method is completely similar to that of Buddhism and Taoism, the concept of white bones, and the kung fu of gods.

Whether it is speed or strength, it will be upgraded several grades under the burst of the sword in an instant.

Lu Ren bowed his body, held the hilt of the sword at his left waist with his right hand, and revealed a section of the sword in the goose pose, and then his eyes sharpened, and the man shot out like a sharp arrow, and he came to the old man in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Lu Ren's speed, the opponent was obviously taken aback, and subconsciously raised the spear in his hand upwards.

Bang!

The sound of breaking exploded instantly, and the big gun in the old man's hand was cut off by Lu Ren's sword.

The old man wobbled and took a few steps back. Seeing that Lu Ren was about to rush up with his sword in hand, he shouted, "Wait! What kind of a man is he with weapons? How can he use fists and feet!"

Lu Ren raised his eyebrows: "Are you serious?"

The old man threw the big gun in his hand aside, and said proudly: "I think my boxing skills can be said to be the best in this country, come on!"

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