I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 509 Peanuts and Wine
in the tavern.

The swordsman in blue shirt stood up and bowed to Lu Shan.

Lu Shan was surprised and got up to return the gift.

"You don't have to be like this, I haven't promised you yet!" Lu Shan's eyes were hazy, looking at the blue-shirted swordsman, only to see clouds of gray air surrounding the blue-shirted swordsman.

That's lifeless!

The aura of ashes devoured his vitality, and the vitality of the blue-shirted swordsman was rapidly draining.

The blue-shirted swordsman smiled casually: "You can see that, I should be dying soon."

Picking up the jug on the table, Lu Shan poured a glass of white wine for the blue-shirted swordsman, without saying much, wanting to hear his secrets before making a decision.

"Hey, little friend Lu Shan poured the wine himself, so I have to taste it." The blue-shirted swordsman picked up the wine glass and swung his neck to fill it up.

Lu Shan also poured himself a glass, but he didn't drink it, watching the blue shirt swordsman finish the glass of wine quietly.

"In order to stay in the library, I entered that room many times. Perhaps my sincerity moved the heavens, and the library even recognized me."

The blue-shirted swordsman looked over Lu Shan's shoulder and landed on the table of people behind Lu Shan.However, the lack of focal length in his sight indicated that he was not really looking at the people at the table.

After a while, his eyes fell on Lu Shan, and he said, "Aren't you curious about what happened after that?"

Lu Shan picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if I'm curious or not. Even if I'm not interested in your affairs, you will definitely explain, so why should I ask so much?"

"That's right," the blue-shirted swordsman said in response, "That room is a test, and whether you can become a member of the museum depends on whether you can pass the test."

This is the most basic, fundamental, and only condition for joining the Natural History Museum.

Lu Shan, who has become a member of the museum, naturally knows this basic situation.

So he knew that the point of the blue-shirted swordsman was not this, but what he was going to say later.

So, he put down his wine glass, looked at the blue-shirted swordsman, and saw a long, slightly melancholy face.However, that face gave him another feeling, that is, a little relaxed and relieved.

"Entering that room many times has caused my body to be contaminated with death energy, and I have no way to dispel the death energy. In order to resist the erosion of death energy, my vitality is gradually exhausted. Up to now, I probably don't have a few days. It's alive."

The swordsman in blue shirt spoke at a very gentle speed, and his tone was very gentle, as if he was talking with an old friend.

If this kind of thing can help Lu Shan, he will naturally help, but he really has no way to solve it, so he can only regretfully say: "Sorry, I can't solve the dead air..."

The blue-shirted swordsman shook his head and said, "Lu Shan, you misunderstood me. I didn't want you to help me solve the problem of death."

"It's not about death, it's..." Lu Shan looked at the blue-shirted swordsman's long face, and felt that life was full of accidents—I just wanted to come out for a meal, and the problem happened to me.

Just at this time, the waiter brought Lu Shan's food and wine.

Glancing at the beautiful waitress with bright eyes and white teeth, the swordsman in blue shirt smiled.

After the waiter left, Lu Shan said, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"My younger brother was known as a 'sword idiot' for a while, you must have heard of it." The blue-shirted swordsman talked about his younger brother, the swordsman at the late stage of the immortal level, but he still didn't say what he wanted.

Hearing this, a word popped out of Lu Shan's head - dying care.

Hehe, he's a late-stage immortal, and I'm only an early-stage immortal, barely mid-stage, do I need my help?

Lu Shan nodded and said with a smile: "I've heard the name Jian Chi, but I didn't expect it to be your own brother."

After that, he took another sip of the wine, and the wine entered his throat, feeling a little spicy.

"My younger brother has been very talented in swordsmanship since he was a child. He was taught by Dean Zhao and Elder Shen back then, but Chang Douzi discovered my younger brother's talent first, so we came to the museum." The blue-shirted swordsman did not drink, but caught him A chopstick dish, chewing carefully.

Dean Zhao and Mr. Shen are naturally Zhao Shuli and Shen Zhengjing.

I didn't expect Shi Yuyu to have some intersection with these two, it seems that the world is really small!
Lu Shan grabbed a few peanuts, put them in his mouth, crunched them into pieces, then took another sip of wine and swallowed it down.

Looking at Lu Shan with sincerity and pleading in his eyes, the blue shirt swordsman said: "I wonder if you have the chance, can you help my younger brother, his cultivation has been stuck in the late stage of the immortal level for a long time, and his The way of the sword has also stagnated, I am afraid that after I leave, he..."

Lu Shan chuckled, interrupted the blue-shirted swordsman, and said, "You're an interesting person, a person who can't even reach a half-immortal, and is worried that a late-stage immortal will be in danger, don't you think something is wrong with you?" ?”

"You also think it's ridiculous, right? Everyone thinks it's ridiculous, but I'm an older brother. My father asked me to take good care of my younger brother before he died, but my talent..."

Fudimo!And it's a brother-style helper demon!
However, people only help younger brothers if they have the ability. Your ability is not even one-tenth of your younger brother, so you want to be a younger brother supporter?

Let me feed you a sip of "mouse tail juice"!

"You're not much older than your brother, are you?" Lu Shan added with a smile, "Ten minutes older? Or 10 minutes?"

The blue shirt swordsman didn't speak.

He failed again, the previous experiences were all failures, this time failure is nothing, but maybe there will be no next failure!
The blue-shirted swordsman stood up, ready to leave.

I have eaten the meal, and said the unreasonable request with the cheek.

He believed in man's plan and God's decision, knowing that some things cannot be forced, so he would not force them.

Lu Shan ignored him and let him go. Looking at Xiao Suo's back, he shouted loudly: "I heard that there is a secret realm with unlimited vitality that can suppress the death energy in you. You might as well try it."

The blue-shirted swordsman turned around, bowed to Lu Shan, and walked out of the tavern.

Slowly chewing peanuts and drinking some wine, Lu Shan looked out the window at the warm winter sun and said with a smile: "It seems that this brother doesn't understand his younger brother at all. How could that younger brother need my help?" Let him give it a go, it will be fine if he doesn't fight me!"

quack!

The peanuts are very crunchy, but the taste of chewing is a bit dry. Only a sip of wine can relieve this dry taste.

Maybe... In the afternoon, it would be nice to have a drink.

Hidden in a secret room of the Shen family.

The many sword shadows behind Su Yi slowly merged into nine paths, each of which showed a color, and there were nine colors in total, that is, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, plus black and white.

These colors flicker on and off, making them look unstable.

Shen Zhengjing was on the side, looking at the nine sword shadows, his heart was turbulent, and his face was as calm as water.

The 300 years of Qi-nourishing Kungfu has made him not serious, but also very serious.But at this moment, he has done the demeanor of the elders very well.

(End of this chapter)