After Becoming a Little Sister

The hand towel had been dyed an unclean red, and a slight smell of blood could be smelled through the door.

There was a faint panting sound in the room, but it didn't sound like a human should have, instead it seemed like a tiger or leopard was hiding inside.

When the young man heard that the people in the room were injured, instead of relaxing, he took another half step back and even held his breath.

What's inside—are they really people? !

"...I'm fine."

After a while, the panting like the tiger and leopard in the room stopped.

A tall man pushed open the door: "Is there a guest?"

"Director Lu!" The skinny girl hurried up to meet her, "It's windy outside, why are you out here!"

"If I don't come out, how can this guest feel relieved." The man smiled, and pressed the skinny girl's hand: "It's okay, I'll take care of myself."

The other party looked at the young man, and the young man also looked at her.

Woman, listen to the name or Taoism?

But this doesn't look like a Daoist...

The tall woman doesn't look soft and beautiful, but she is very heroic.

Looking at those eyes, it was even more like seeing a colorful tiger in a trance.

She was wearing an indigo Taoist cassock, but her sleeves were rolled up and her belt was tied up. It didn't look like a Taoist cassock, but more like a martial arts bunt.

Strange, too weird, whether it's temperament or dress, they all look weird and deserved.

Apart from her height, the most striking thing was this woman's arms—too long!

The arms are above the knees, which is simply a natural miracle.

But this kind of figure doesn't look awkward when born on the opponent, it just looks tall and mighty

... The question is, how can a woman be so powerful?

The young man opened his mouth, feeling the other party's calming aura, and took the initiative to let go of the hand holding the luggage.

"Come here uninvited, please don't take offense." He clasped his fists and introduced himself: "The registered disciple of Southern Shaolin, Zhuang Zhenhao, has met senior."

The woman sized him up a few times, then shook her head: "Nan Shaolin can't teach a great master, especially such a young one."

"This--"

"What kind of kung fu did you practice?"

"There's nothing famous about it, it's just that some styles have been passed down from family, and it's just been practiced for a few days."

"Nanquan? You have a good talent to be able to practice Nanquan to become a grand master of the inner family."

The tall woman casually pulled over the millstone next to her, as light as a horseshoe, and put it under her body: "Find a stool for yourself."

"Thank you senior!" The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party's sense of oppression is too strong, even if she restrains her momentum - don't look at the other party's injury, but the more injured, the more terrifying it will be.

He has seen this kind of sick and tiger-like character before, and the fiercest time is not at ordinary times, but when he meets the strong, he becomes stronger, and the more injured he becomes, the braver he becomes.

If the other party has only one breath left, it is a real fierce god who has descended into the world.

At that time, no matter who is within ten steps of the world, he has to be careful to be taken away by the other party with his last breath, and the Grand Master is no exception.

Facing such a character, he is sure to win, but he is not sure to win alive...

"My surname is Lu, so I won't say my name, so as not to trouble you." The tall woman took a breath and calmed down: "Why are you here?"

"...I heard that a friend died, so I came here to collect his body."

"Collect the corpse?" The tall woman's eyes flickered: "Who is your friend?"

"Yang Tianshun—his nickname here should be Monk Xincheng!"

"No wonder you were asked to collect his body... He and Zhu Hongdeng are the main leaders of Boxing Boxing in Ludi in recent years. The government hates them so much that they grit their teeth. If someone else comes, I'm afraid they will only be implicated, but you Don't be afraid, well, you have a heart."

"Thank you senior for the compliment."

"What kind of senior am I? I'm three or two years older than you. You are a grand master. Your aura is approaching the acquired great perfection. I'm just a second-rank martial artist."

"...?

Second product?

What kind of second-rank warrior has only one breath left, but can make the hairs on his body stand on end, like a sharp sword pressing between his brows?

I'm afraid it's not just the second rank of the legendary martial arts location...

The majestic Martial Dao location second-rank grand master is invincible within ten steps in a fight.

If a master with less than natural talent is targeted by the opponent, it is no different from slaughtering pigs and dogs.

Now that there are guns and cannons, the deterrent power of personal bravery is greatly reduced. If it were changed to 200 years earlier, this kind of warrior would be a warrior on the battlefield, and he would be a hero when he dismounted. It is hard to find in the world.

The young man didn't really want to talk about this topic with her, so he kept silent rationally.

"How did you find this place?" The tall woman was quite curious: "If you, an outsider, can come here casually, then the lackeys of the Qing court will not be far away."

The young man hurriedly explained that he deliberately fished. The local hooligans are the most discerning, and he wandered around on purpose.

Only then did the skinny girl realize that she was stumped: "So you deliberately revealed your wealth!"

"Hahaha……"

"You're still laughing!" She glared at the young man angrily, "I thought I really ran into a young hero!"

"So you're going to steal the young man's money?" The tall woman glanced over and said coldly: "If you meet someone who doesn't respond, will you just steal it?"

"I, I don't...I just want to borrow some money to buy medicine...I will return the rest..."

The skinny girl shrank her neck, lowered her voice, and didn't dare to meet the other person's eyes.

"Repay? How do you pay?" The tall woman wanted to reprimand her, but she just sighed after seeing her.

She touched her waist, finally took out a delicate pocket watch from her arms, and threw it to the other party.

"Find a pawn shop, pawn it deadly, you can exchange it for 800 taels, if it's too low, go to another one, there will always be someone who knows the goods."

Silver is not a regular currency in circulation these days, but it has a lot of purchasing power.

You must know that an acre of land is only ten taels of silver now, and such an out-and-out huge sum of 800 taels can make people look sideways wherever they are placed.

The skinny girl was naturally taken aback. She had never seen so much money in her life, and she felt hot when she heard it.

"How can this be done! Daoist Lu, you have already spent so much money for everyone, and I, we have not repaid your kindness..."

"What kind of grace?" The tall woman waved her hand: "This was given to me by Hudson Taylor, a missionary in England. Take it as a gift."

In this way, it doesn’t feel hot to talk about skinny girls—their Boxer Boxing and those churches are deeply contradictory.

As the founder of the Christian Inland Mission, Hudson Taylor is, in her opinion, an out-and-out villain.

What did he send?That should be exchanged for useful money to buy medicine and food!

The young man just watched without speaking, thoughtful.

After watching the other party leave, he whispered: "Senior, do you know Taylor?"

"……know."

"But that pocket watch—"

"It's from Hudson Taylor, is there a problem?"

"Cough...no..." The young man lowered his head, confessing his cowardice.

Hudson Taylor is from England. If you want to give a friend a gift, you can give him a pocket watch or something.

But that pocket watch is obviously not something that a normal person can give. The gold shell inlaid on it and the enamel doll inside must be imported products of the tribute level.

The reason why he knew it was because his family was a local tycoon, and the Thirteen Lines Ye family who handled this kind of imported product was acquainted with their family and had sent several copies to his family.

This senior said that it was sent by Hudson Taylor, probably because only this kind of statement can calmly accept such a huge sum of money for help, right?

The tall woman lowered her eyes, looking a little tired: "They are not bad people, but they don't understand the general trend of the world, and they don't know Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and Confucianism. You have read books. If they offend you in any way, big Bear with me a little bit, it's a bit of a treat for me."

"...Senior's words are serious."

"I'm not kidding. They have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky all their lives. The farthest place they have been to is the county seat. Their values ​​and morals are very simple. If you treat them well, they will remember your kindness and are willing to die for you, but you Tell them the truth, but they don't understand, understand?"

While speaking, the tall woman turned her head and stared at his face: "I promised my friends that I would save their lives, and don't make it difficult for me."

The young man froze immediately: "Senior, don't worry! I have no other intentions, I just came to ask for directions!"

"...Mmm." After several seconds, the tall woman closed her eyes, as if she was closing her eyes to rest her mind.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief...

The other party was warning him not to 'play' with these simple and silly people like before.

But he really didn't—forget it, there is no way to say this, after all, what the senior said is not unreasonable.

Having read books and being able to read, sometimes even if you don't intentionally play tricks on someone, you will inevitably have some ideas of superiority in your actions.

Once something happens, I'm afraid I will unconsciously use these guys as guns...

That's why the seniors will communicate with them 'teaching students in accordance with their aptitude'?Even Shi En did it with such a heart?

Lu... Lu... Daoist... Where does this surname come from?As far as the Lu family is concerned, he knows three families, but he has never heard of such a person.

He unconsciously looked at the opponent's arms. With these hands alone, if the opponent becomes famous in the world, there is no reason for him not to know.

This kind of feature is really easy to identify, the name of the weapon can be changed, but the hands can't be cut short, right?

As for saying that the other party is a nobody, that's even more impossible.

I have seen so many so-called masters from south to north, none of them have the oppressive feeling of this woman in front of me!

Those masters are true and false, but they are not as good as myself, who seems to be the youngest Houtian Dzogchen, and I didn't expect to bump into a hard stubble here.

The young man refrained from a bit of arrogance, only thinking that there are heavens and people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky, and the acquired Dzogchen in his twenties may not be so powerful.

The other party is either very talented, and Ye Luzi is a true hero, or he is a descendant of the sect who is hidden from the world, which is even rarer to see nowadays.

He was thinking on this side, while the tall woman on the other side seemed to be recovering from her wounds. During breathing, her waist and abdomen trembled slightly, and the grunting sounds of tigers and leopards could be faintly heard.

The young man came back to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat—Hubao Leiyin? !