It will be night.

Lanterns are hung on the street, but there is no one on the street.

In the center of Ancheng, in front of the majestic Dali Temple like the Forest Prison.

Lu Tingzhou turned his head and saw two people wearing black clothes, with patterns embroidered on the red robe, and immediately knew the identities of the three.

The real ichthy and dragon guard.

That is the identity of himself and Xiao Feiyu and others after they become formal.

"I have met three adults, Lu Tingzhou, a student, who is not a villain, but a student in the temple. He had to leave for a leave of absence two days ago. When he came back today, he was about to go back to his house."

Lu Tingzhou gave a gift.

“…”

"Lu Tingzhou... seems to have some impression..."

Zhao Qianshan nodded and recalled.

Just about to walk into the door.

Suddenly,

He paused and turned to look at Lu Tingzhou.

Asked coldly:

"You are the one who is in Dali Temple for half a year, but you are idle and you are the one who loses your ambitions."

"this……"

Lu Tingzhou didn't know what to say.

You know your own affairs and you should not be treated by others.

Zhao Qianshan was too lazy to talk nonsense to Lu Tingzhou. He had important things to do to meet two big figures in the temple and report to the "mysterious young man".

"Great greetings to three adults."

Lu Tingzhou watched the three of them walk into the majestic gate and acted appropriately.

The officialdom of the Dayong Dynasty was very strict.

These three people are already formal officials of Dali Temple, and he is still just a "white body" person to be chosen, especially in the eyes of the local people, Lu Tingzhou is even a person destined to be screened down.

...

After Zhao Qianshan took two black clothes into Dali Temple, he turned around and passed the main hall, and then went outside the house of Chen Lao Chen Jingde.

Seeing that the lights in Mr. Chen’s house were still on.

"Has Mr. Chen been asleep yet? I have something to report to you."

"Come in."

After two questions and answers, Zhao Qianshan said:

"You are waiting outside."

He pushed the door open and entered.

The powerful old man, like an old lion, was holding a tea bowl and holding a book in the other hand. When he saw Zhao Qianshan coming in, he glanced at him and said in a slight manner:

"But any master sneaked into Ancheng?"

Generally speaking, the black-clad man in Dali Temple will not come to disturb him unless he encounters trouble that cannot be solved or something unexpected happens.

It was still so late.

"That's true. I wonder if the old man heard that the young man from the Zhao Er family went to Nanshan to hunt, and then hunted back a "near demon" white-haired tiger."

Zhao Qianshan said slowly in his tone:

"As Bei Zhi went to Nanshan to investigate, he learned that the white demon tiger had already developed the power of the tiger, and the person who killed the white big tiger had at least the level of soft and powerful martial artists..."

He said this and found that the old man had put down the teacup and books and looked at him unexpectedly.

"The soft martial artist killed a demon tiger with a tiger's power. It seems that this person is extremely energetic and can be free from suppression. Which family is from? How old is he?"

Zhao Qianshan immediately judged the key point when he saw the elder, and clasped his fists slightly:

"This is what Beizhi wants to report. The person who killed the demon tiger is not the guard identity of any major family in the city, but a strange young man in the city whose name and origin are unknown. After killing the demon tiger, he opened his own way with those young men, and now he is unknown where he is now."

"A young man? His soft and powerful stage? Ignore the power of tigers and suppression?"

Chen Jingde's majestic eyes flashed:

"This shows that this son is extremely firm in his heart, and anyone with a firm mind will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in martial arts."

After a brief pondering.

The gray-haired Chen Jingde said solemnly:

"This is a genius!"

What Zhao Qianshan could judge was that Chen Jingde, who had already opened up the secrets of martial arts, could naturally see more:

"Quickly find out the origin of this young man."

"yes."

Zhao Qianshan bowed and bowed and said he was leaving.

After watching Zhao Qianshan walk out of the door and close the two mahogany doors in front of the hall, Mr. Chen picked up the book, put it down again, and then stood up to find the temple chief.

"That mysterious junior is firm in his heart and far beyond ordinary people. It is an excellent martial arts practice material. Now it is soft and powerful. It is very likely to be like me in the future. If such a person can be used..."

As the supreme authority of the Dayong Dynasty, Ancheng Dali Temple was guarding the area, there was really insufficient manpower.

Just as Chen Jingde got up and turned to the temple chief's yard.

The other side.

Lu Tingzhou also returned to his house.

Dali Temple has a high status and covers a vast area, with dozens of courtyards and five or six gardens. The location of Professor Lu Tingzhou and others is just one of the departments in the huge Dali Temple.

So Lu Tingzhou and other students can be assigned to at least a separate room.

Just after Lu Tingzhou returned to his house, the lights were just lit.

A surprised voice came from outside:

"Tingzhou, are you back?"

It's Shen Kang.

He held the lantern and found out that he was getting up at night. He asked with concern:

"Why did you come back so late? How about going into the mountains to hunt? Are you injured?"

Lu Tingzhou sat cross-legged in the house. After taking off his clothes, his left arm was torn by a tiger. He smiled and said:

"No, I got a lot of money when I went into the mountain and experienced the actual combat."

"That's good."

Shen Kang let go of his worries and did not think much about what Lu Tingzhou's "harvest" was.

"Come back so late, go to bed early, I won't disturb you to rest, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked out of the yard with a light.

Inside the house.

Lu Tingzhou took the cotton cloth and rebanded his shoulders, thinking that fortunately he reacted quickly at that time and did not catch the demon tiger too deeply, only hurting the flesh, and not muscles or bones.

A good night of dreams.

the next day.

The students of Dali Temple still get up before dawn and go to the yard to practice boxing.

The magic spear spirit official Wang Dian stood on the playground like an iron spear. He unexpectedly looked at the person who had disappeared for two days, but he didn't know when he would come back.

And I also attended morning classes on time today.

"snort."

However, Wang Dian still had no good expression on Lu Tingzhou.

“I’ve seen the teacher.”

However, Lu Tingzhou gave Wang Dian a gift as usual, then joined the team and started practicing boxing in the morning.

The other young people in the team seemed to be familiar with Lu Tingzhou's joining.

It’s like the bad students in Lu Tingzhou’s class in his previous life who often skipped class and left early, and were used to seeing each other, and it didn’t affect them, so they wouldn’t care much.

"Everything is done for me. Remember, when punching, you must feel the direction of force of muscles and bones!"

On the playground, Wang Dian roared like thunder:

"It's more than twenty days left. I hope that in the end, you can leave at least five!"

"yes!"

The students responded, shouting with passion and blood, and waved their fists and feet, and the dust splashed, welcoming the sun rising from the horizon.

When practicing boxing.
Chapter completed!