"If you really don't have a clue, you can spend money to stockpile grain first," Lu Sheng reminded him vaguely.
"Stockpiling rations?" Uncle Zhao was shocked. "Has the situation become so serious?"
"More or less. Even farmers don't dare to stray too far from the city. Large tracts of land are unfarmed. No matter how much grain they stockpile, they'll run out eventually. I predict there'll be a famine next year," Lu Sheng said in a low voice.
"… I'll go make the preparations later …" Lu Quanan closed his eyes. He did not want to talk about this topic. Lu Chenxin was his son, after all. Watching him die before his eyes, Lu Sheng could not understand such a feeling.
Seeing this, Lu Sheng did not disturb his Old Dad anymore. He quickly left with the Crimson Whale Sect men.
Mountain-Edge City was still brightly lit at night. The night market on the streets was like a glowing river, moving slowly with stalls, carts, lanterns, and oil lamps.
The bustling scene did not seem to have any trace of the recent troubles.
Lu Sheng rode his horse slowly along the road in the middle of the street. Looking at the bustling crowd around him, he suddenly felt tired and lost.
'Ever since I came to this world, I've been working non-stop to become stronger, to cultivate martial arts, to fight against ghosts. If I hadn't come here, I'm afraid the Lu Family would have long been like Big Brother Xu's family, completely sacrificed and destroyed. ' Lu Sheng looked ahead to his right. A little boy received a round wooden drum from his mother. He held it in his hands and shook it happily, making crisp sounds.
"The people here, even if they don't know anything, even if they're defenseless, they're still like weeds, working hard to live," Lu Sheng was expressionless. "But that's just living."
Passing by the little boy was a group of drunken academy students singing. Each one of them was drunk and shouting loudly. Most passersby hurriedly avoided them.
"Hahaha, a thousand cups of wine and no one gets drunk. Ten thousand songs and songs … Ink Wave! Brother Chen! Brother Song! Again! "A scholar raised his cup empty-handed, baring his chest, ignoring the disgusted looks from passersby.
The rest of the people roared with laughter, shouting and howling along.
"Miss Hong 'er is really something! Next time … burp, I'll order her again! "
The group of people laughed again.
Lu Sheng glanced at them and continued to ride his horse slowly past them. The Crimson Whale Sect disciples followed closely on both sides of the crowd. Wherever they went, the crowd would give way.
People like them were synonymous with people who couldn't be provoked in the eyes of ordinary people.
After walking for a while, Lu Sheng suddenly stopped his horse and looked at the stall selling glutinous rice balls by the roadside.
In the corner, in front of a small table, sat two dirty beggars in ragged clothes.
The two of them were very strange. They were obviously beggars, their hands and bodies were dirty, their hair was messy like a chicken's nest, and their bodies were emaciated. But on the seats, the two of them were as straight as pine trees.
Lu Sheng stared at the two men, narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to stop.
He dismounted and had his men lead the horse. He walked slowly to the dumpling stall and sat down.
"Sir, what kind of dumpling would you like?" Seeing Lu Sheng's extraordinary bearing, the stall owner hurried over to serve him with a face full of smiles.
"Anything like theirs will do," Lu Sheng pointed at the two beggars sitting beside him.
The stall owner was an elderly middle-aged man. Hearing that, he was put in a spot.
"Sir, you must be joking. Those two little fellows are eating the leftovers from my stall. They're not good dumplings …"
"They're not paying?"
"Look at what you're saying. These two kids don't look like they have any money." The stall owner smiled bitterly. "They've been wandering around the area for a few days, picking up rotten vegetables and discarded meat bones to eat every day. I pity them."
"How kind of you. They're not locals?" Lu Sheng glanced at the two beggars not far away. He noticed that the stall owner was referring to them. "Two girls?"
"Isn't that right? They were refugees from a famine a while ago. But these two kids are very unyielding. I offered to give them some to eat, but they didn't want it. After much persuasion, I considered selling it to them. I'll owe them for now and pay them back when I return. The stall owner also shook his head.
"Since they're girls, how can they wander around the streets without being caught?" Lu Sheng was a little surprised.
"You'll know when you see their faces," the stall owner said helplessly.
Lu Sheng didn't ask any more questions. He ordered a meat dumpling and sat down to watch the two female beggars.
From the first moment he saw them, he could smell that they had a completely different aura from normal people.
They were separated by more than ten meters, but the aura on their bodies was like a fire in the night. It was extremely clear and immediately attracted Lu Sheng's attention.
It was two faintly discernible Yin Qi.
This was clearly an aura that could only be found on ghosts, yet it appeared on two living beggars. That was why Lu Sheng stopped to check on them.
He sat on his seat and quietly listened to the conversation between the two female beggars.
"Sister, aren't you eating? It's going to get cold if you don't eat, "the shorter beggar said in a low voice. Her voice was crisp and clear, like metal striking a porcelain plate.
"I've already eaten three. It's your turn," the taller beggar sister said in a low voice. Her voice was very hoarse, but it was also a female voice. There was a hint of calmness and calmness in it.
"I've calculated. One dumpling can last about eight hours. With the soup on top, we can eat sparingly. We won't have to eat vegetable leaves for a few days."
"I don't want to eat vegetable leaves anymore," the younger sister replied.
"I don't want to either, but we don't have a choice," the older sister replied.
The younger sister lowered her head and was about to eat when she suddenly said, "Up until now, we've already owed thirteen kind-hearted people. I don't want to owe anymore."
The older sister was silent for a while.
"Don't worry. I'll remember it."
The two sisters had clearly fallen to the point of being beggars, but they still spoke in a proper manner. They didn't talk like ordinary people either. It was more like they came from a scholarly family. They were very principled when they did things. It was just a simple bowl of dumplings, but they made it seem like they were dealing with an extremely serious matter.
Lu Sheng listened at the side. Curious, he stood up and walked straight to the table of the two beggars.
"From the way you talk, you should be literate, right? Why don't you find a job writing letters for people? "
His voice suddenly interrupted them. The two sisters immediately raised their heads to look at him. With one look, Lu Sheng instantly knew why the two sisters had fallen to such a miserable state.
Their faces were covered in flesh-colored pustules. These pustules covered their noses, mouths, eyelids, necks, and almost all of their skin that could be seen. Their eyes could only be seen through blurry slits. A foul stench constantly emanated from their bodies, as if some kind of meat was rotting.
Lu Sheng also noticed that the pustules on the side of their necks were slightly larger. He could even faintly see maggots wriggling on the largest ones.
As if noticing his gaze, the older sister reached out to touch her neck.
"I want to get them out, but they can't be cleaned. It's very itchy. "
Lu Sheng looked at the two carefully. If not for the lack of an Adam's apple and the indistinct bulge in front of their chests, he wouldn't have even dared to confirm that these two were girls.
"Do you need help? I might be able to provide you with a job. "He was very curious about the two girls. It was the first time he had seen a human with Yin Qi mixed in their bodies.
"Really!" The younger sister stood up and stared at him.
The older sister's body also trembled. She was obviously very excited, but she was trying hard to suppress it.
"Really." Lu Sheng nodded.
"What do you want us to do? We can read, and we can do basic needlework. We can also do laundry and cooking. "The younger sister quickly said.
"Do you know how to grow flowers?" Lu Sheng cracked a smile. "Watering and fertilizing the plants, pruning their branches and leaves."
"Yes!!"
Almost at the same time, the sisters answered in unison. Their eyes shone faintly.
…
After bringing the two beggars back to the Golden Jade Greenhouse for work, Lu Sheng devoted his remaining time to cultivating Nine Lakes Steel Chains Skill. He first exhausted Yin-Yang Jade Crane Skill before cultivating Nine Lakes Steel Chains Skill.
This time, he saw the results immediately. A faint tingling heat spread across the surface of his skin. This was one of the standard signs of Nine Lakes Steel Chains Skill being initiated.
This also confirmed Lu Sheng's conjecture about the clash of skills. With Yin-Yang Jade Crane Skill, cultivating such skills that required extreme physical conditions would actually have a hindrance effect. After this time, he would know how and when to adjust when he encountered such a situation in the future.
"Bam! Bam! Bam bam bam!! "
Lu Sheng struck the black lump of metal several times in a row with his palms.
In the open space of the greenhouse, a red pattern appeared on his forehead. His palms were crimson and his entire body emitted waves of heat. Hot air billowed within a two-meter radius.
"Heart-Shattering Palm!"
With his last palm strike, he struck the center of the lump of metal, causing it to shake violently.
"Bam!"
After maintaining this position for a while, Lu Sheng slowly loosened his grip.
The lump of metal was still pitch-black, but if one could reach out and touch it, one would feel that the entire thing had been heated to a boiling point.
This was how Lu Sheng cultivated his own Ultimate Crimson Mantra. His Level Seven Ultimate Crimson Mantra was already the highest realm of this inner force skill. There was no path ahead of him. He had no good ideas for training his Blood Web. Hence, he came up with the idea of using the lump of metal to train.
Each time the Blood Web was cast, he had to ensure that the inner Qi and Blood Web could envelop the entire lump of metal. After wrapping the lump of metal, he heated it up and burned it. This was a form of continuous training in both precision and control.
Because the lump of metal was irregular in shape and as tall as a person, it was perfect for training the efficiency of using the Blood Web against an enemy from different angles.
With his last palm strike, he activated Ultimate Crimson Mantra's Level Seven Blood Web with Heart-Shattering Palm. The results were rather satisfactory to Lu Sheng.
The Heart-Shattering Palm, which was originally only at the Strength Proficiency level, was amplified by Ultimate Crimson Mantra. When the vibrating force was released, one could feel the entire lump of metal shaking violently. If he had not intentionally directed the force downwards, the lump of metal weighing several thousand catties would have been sent rolling away.
"External Head, it's time for your meal," Ning San said respectfully from the side.
"Mm." Lu Sheng nodded. Nine Lakes Steel Chains Skill was initiated. He planned to try modifying this hard body skill with the Modifier after he returned to his room. With Yin-Yang Jade Crane Skill as a base, it shouldn't be much of a problem. External skills at the Strength Proficiency level would consume a lot of energy even if they were hard body skills. But because of its low level, it was unlikely to be too monstrous.
His reason for cultivating this was that Nine Lakes Steel Chains Skill was a defensive martial art after all. It could save his life at critical moments.
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