Demon World: I become a martial saint with the system!

"Hallmaster Lu just give orders!"

Shopkeeper Qiu said seriously.

"Yesterday, I killed a tiger demon. This is the fur of the tiger demon. I would like to ask Shopkeeper Qiu to help nitrate it."

Lu Shaolin gestured to Ma San, and put the tiger skin on the counter.

Shopkeeper Qiu immediately patted the fur with his hands, and said as he touched it, "Good fur, the best fur!"

"Hall Master Lu, don't worry, I will definitely do it myself to tan this tiger skin."

Shopkeeper Qiu put down his fur and said.

"There is the shopkeeper Laoqiu."

Lu Shaolin nodded.

"May I ask if Hall Master Lu wants to use fur to make clothes? This tiger skin is extremely tough, and ordinary stores may not be able to make it."

"Make a tiger fur coat."

"If Hall Master Lu can trust me, I know a good tailor who can make a perfect coat."

"I can't believe it, I'll leave it to you, Shopkeeper Qiu."

Lu Shaolin laughed.

"Hall Master Lu, don't worry! Last time you rescued the little girl, you went to find you several times and you were not there. I dare not hand over the reward to others. This is the reward I agreed to give you!"

Shopkeeper Qiu handed over a wooden box with both hands.

"No need, shopkeeper Qiu will just finish the tiger fur coat, and I will take my leave first."

Lu Shaolin said with a smile, turned around and left after speaking, ignoring the shouts of shopkeeper Qiu behind him.

Go out and get on the horse, and go straight to the attic.

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It was six days in a flash, these six days Lu Shaolin lived very comfortably, reading a book on the recliner, Nian Qiu rubbed his shoulders, Nian Chun hammered his legs, and there was nothing in the gang to bother him.

During the period, he also took the white turtle down the river to look for the river demon, but found nothing.

Tomorrow Lu Shaolin planned to set off for Fucheng, so today he and Ma San headed towards the water village early in the morning.

When they came to the entrance of the water village, four big men cupped their hands and shouted: "Master Lu!"

"Ah."

Lu Shaolin nodded with a smile and entered the water village.

He came to Shuizhai mainly to bid farewell to He Zhonglang.

When he came to He Zhonglang's residence on the third floor, the maid bowed to him and turned around to report.

Not long after, He Zhonglang greeted him personally.

"Lord Lu."

He Zhonglang laughed.

"Help Master."

Lu Shaolin cupped his hands.

The two stepped inside.

After the maid served the tea, He Zhonglang picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "Hall Master Lu will go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, so just speak up if you have anything to do."

"Master, I have been recommended by the county government, and I will go to Fucheng tomorrow morning to participate in the Zhenmagic Division's assessment."

Lu Shaolin replied.

"The old man has already guessed that this small pond in Pingshan County will not be able to keep you. How can the golden scales be a thing in the pond, and the dragon will change when the situation changes!"

He Zhonglang sighed.

"The boss has won the prize."

Lu Shaolin smiled.

"Hahaha, it's not a compliment, it's just a fact, you can go at ease, the old man here in Pingshan County will take care of you, if you fail, just come back and become a toubob with the old man."

He Zhonglang smiled boldly.

"Thank you, Master."

Lu Shaolin also smiled.

Afterwards, the two chatted casually about some trivial matters, and Lu Shaolin bid farewell and left.

Go down to the first floor, call Ma San up, and the two ride back to the attic.

Back at the attic, Lu Shaolin called Dong Ling'er to the study and began to teach her the "Turtle's Breathing Technique".

Dong Ling'er was indeed, as Bai Gui said, a martial arts genius.

He looked at the white turtle's cultivation posture.

Lu Shaolin just said it once and she entered the door!

After telling her the exercises of the first three levels of the "Turtle's Breathing Body Cultivation Art", Lu Shaolin told her not to divulge it and to practice diligently, so he let her go downstairs.

He called the other three girls up one by one to try, but none of them had martial arts talent.

Sure enough, the cultivation of internal strength requires too high aptitude requirements!

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Early the next morning, Lu Shaolin was dressed in a black warrior uniform, with a black iron spear in his left hand, a fire pattern knife on his waist, and a steel javelin on his back. He waved at the four girls at the gate, shook the reins, and ran towards the city gate.

Ma San followed closely behind with a big burden on his back.

The two galloped all the way, and it took them a full hour to slow down their horses.

Lu Shaolin was attracted by a luxurious carriage in front of him.

The carriage was entirely made of mahogany, with exquisite carvings and gold lacquer in some places.

The most important thing is that there are more than a dozen knights following around the carriage, all of them have a sturdy aura and indifferent eyes, and they look like masters at first glance.

Lu Shaolin looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze, overtook the carriage and continued to run wildly.

The curtain of the carriage was slightly lifted by a jade hand, just in time to see Lu Shaolin rushing past on his horse.

"It's that big fool."

The owner of the jade hand murmured.

If Lu Shaolin saw it, he would definitely recognize this woman as Wu Qingmei, the shopkeeper of the tailor shop.

"Auntie, what a fool?"

A girl's voice sounded in the car.

"Hehehe~, a very interesting man!"

Wu Qingmei smiled coquettishly.

"Auntie, third uncle said that my father has agreed to call off your marriage, and you can't quarrel with him after you return to Fucheng."

"Okay, I know, you little girl!"

"It's also fortunate that you can run so far, and you are not afraid of accidents."

"What could happen? Uncle Zhao has been following me."

.........

At noon, Lu Shaolin and Ma San stopped.

Lu Shaolin found a big bluestone on the side of the road and sat down.

Ma San ran to the edge of the woods to pick up dead branches, and soon picked up a large bundle.

Carrying the dead branches to the side of the big bluestone, Ma San took out a torch and lit the dead branches, and then took out four or five large meatloaf from the bundle on the horse's back.

The patties are threaded on the branches and baked.

After a while, the smell of meat came out.

"Young master." Ma San took the meatloaf off the branch and handed it to Lu Shaolin.

Lu Shaolin nodded and took it.

Bite down, mouth full of oil, crispy and delicious.

Dong Jia and the others made the meatloaf overnight, and made fifty or sixty of them, and let Lu Shaolin take them as dry food.

Four or five mouthfuls made up one meatloaf, and five meatloaf fell into Lu Shaolin's stomach not long after.

The white turtle was so greedy on his shoulders, and he couldn't speak in front of outsiders, so he had to tear and bite Lu Shaolin's clothes while drooling.

"Do you want more, son?"

Ma San baked five more.

"Just give me another one."

Lu Shaolin replied.

After receiving a meatloaf from Ma San, Lu Shaolin tore it into small pieces and fed them to the white turtle.

After eating a third, the white turtle was full, and the rest went into Lu Shaolin's stomach.

After eating and drinking a few sips of water, the two of them took a short rest before going on their way again.

After riding for another two hours, we arrived at the checkpoint.

Lu Shaolin took out the recommendation letter and handed it over, and the head corps chief glanced at it and returned it to Lu Shaolin.

Looking at Lu Shaolin with a hint of admiration in his eyes, he waved his hand and let him go.

After passing the checkpoint, the two rode again for half an hour, came to a small town, found an inn at random, and stopped at the door.

"Guest officer, are you a top player or a hotel?"

The buddy came out to meet him, took the reins and said.

"all need."

Lu Shaolin got off his horse and replied.

After handing over the horse to the man, Lu Shaolin took Ma San into the inn.

There are many guests in the inn, after all, it is the main road to Fucheng, and the innkeeper is actually a lame man.