342. He Died On The Coast Of Ninghai At The Age Of... Twenty! (3)
"Brother Sheng! Tell me, what does the Catacombs battlefield look like?"
In a small milk tea shop, Lu Sheng, Lin Ze and Yang Yuan were sitting opposite each other, chatting.
After experiencing the excitement of just meeting, Lin Ze dragged Lu Sheng to chatter and ask non-stop.
I haven't seen him for half a year, but Lin Ze has darkened a lot, and he has grown taller and stronger. It can be seen that he has worked hard in martial arts in the past six months.
Yang Yuan didn't change much, except for a slight change in her attire, making her look more like a college student.
The one who has changed the most is Lu Sheng.
When they first met, neither Lin Ze nor Yang Yuan recognized him at first sight.
In other words, I didn't dare to admit it.
Faced with all kinds of strange questions from Lin Ze, Lu Sheng occasionally replied a few words, while Yang Yuan remained silent, sitting quietly next to Lu Sheng with a cup of milk tea, listening to the two chatting.
Time flies.
When Lin Ze was about to order the fourth milk tea, Lu Sheng stopped him.
"never mind……"
Lu Sheng glanced at the time on the wall of the milk tea shop, and suggested, "Let's go eat."
"good!"
Lin Ze immediately stood up and volunteered: "I know there is a barbecue restaurant, the taste is very good..."
Lu Sheng looked at Yang Ming.
Yang Yuan naturally had no objection.
So the three walked out of the milk tea shop, and Lin Ze took out his mobile phone to call a taxi.
The taxis here in the university town are quite easy to take, and the kung fu car will arrive in a short while.
"I'll sit in front."
As soon as the car stopped, Lin Ze jumped into the co-pilot of 02, and said winkingly: "Brother Sheng, sit in the back with your sister-in-law.
This sister-in-law made Yang Yuan blush, but she didn't say anything, opened the back door and got in first.
Lu Sheng shook his head.
He was a little worried about how to deal with Yang Yuan's affairs, Lin Ze just added to the chaos.
Just as he was thinking, Lu Sheng was about to get in the car.
But when the hand just touched the car door, and one foot was about to get into the car...
Sudden!
It seemed that an invisible lightning had struck Lu Sheng, and his body trembled imperceptibly.
Lu Sheng's movements were frozen for a long time.
After a long time, the taxi driver became impatient and turned his head to ask, "Young man, are you going to get on?"
There was an inexplicable light in Lu Sheng's eyes, and then he calmed down quickly.
He took a step back and closed the car door casually.
"Brother Saint?"
Both Lin Ze and Yang Yuan looked at him in surprise, not knowing what happened.
Didn't you just agree to have dinner together?
"Suddenly remembered that there is something that needs to be dealt with quickly, you two go to eat. I can find you again"
Lu Sheng explained briefly, then turned around and walked in one direction without waiting for any reaction from the two of them.
"Brother Saint! Brother Saint!.."
When Lin Ze and Yang Yuan chased down from the car, Lu Sheng's figure had completely disappeared.
"Hey, it's hard to have a meal with Brother Sheng now..."
Lin Ze couldn't help sighing, "I really miss the days when we cooked together in Shengwu Canteen.
Yang Yuan looked at the direction where Lu Sheng's back disappeared, dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.
Lu Sheng is walking on the bustling streets of Kyoto.
His speed was extremely fast, and the pedestrians and tall buildings on both sides were drawn into blurred shadows.
He crossed the road, and cars passed by him, without honking or accidents, and no one even saw his presence.
Lu Sheng walked faster and faster, gradually leaving the busy city behind.
He came to a location near the outskirts of the city, slowed down, and walked into a park.
Lu Sheng quickly walked across the lawn and the artificial lake, and walked straight into the small woods deep in the park.
There was a young couple sitting in the woods chatting...
Lu Sheng walked all the way inside, until he reached a secluded corner deep in the woods, and sat down under a poplar tree surrounded by people.
At this moment, the expression on Lu Sheng's face became serious.
At the Yintang Shrine between his eyebrows, thirteen immortal cells vibrated violently.
Like thirteen small suns, flickering rapidly and flickering.
Unprecedented sense of crisis, like a dangerous omen of imminent sword, wave after wave repeatedly hit Lu Sheng's mind.
And there is a growing trend.
"Why?"
"what happened?"
Lu Sheng closed his eyes and entered the dream space full of doubts.
Familiar dream space scene.
Seven or eight blocks away from Wuguan Street, Lu Sheng found his optical brain hidden here, and then called up his personal information.
Soon, Lu Sheng's profile was presented in front of him.
Just at the first glance, Lu Sheng's heart sank severely.
The information has been changed.
The photo shown on his personal profile is almost the same as his current appearance.
The eyes are deep, the facial features are handsome, and they are as sharp as a water-cooled knife.
There is also a faint layer of cyan stubble on the lips and chin.
The personal profile photo of the Tinder resource library is basically a recent photo of the person before his death.
I remember the last time, when Lu Sheng checked the information, what he saw was his youthful and aged appearance.
Now, it has become so young.
doesn't it mean
Lu Sheng looked down.
The text on the information jumped out one by one.
【Name: Lu Sheng】
【Sex: Male】
[Life span: June 297 in Budo - January 317 in Budo]
Lifespan: June 297 in Budo - January 317 in Budo...
When Lu Sheng saw this line of writing, his pupils contracted severely.
Born in June 297 Budo, died in January 317 Budo..
And this year is the 317th year of Budo.
Today is also the 2nd of January in the 317th year of Budo!
"That is to say..."
Lu Sheng looked dazed, and said to himself in a low voice, "I'm going to die this month?"
As if Lu Sheng had been hit hard by something, his rock-solid body also shook slightly.
He once thought that his will was indestructible and unshakable.
But at the moment of knowing that his death is approaching, the whole person still inevitably has a moment of worry.
But soon Lu Sheng got rid of the emotion of not being able to tell what it was like, and his heart returned to peace.
"At least, you have to know how I died..."
He said something peacefully and continued to look down.
Life experience, the previous part is not much different from what he saw last time.
Just a little richer.
From the time he joined the military region, he has achieved various victorious achievements.
Logically speaking, if this trend continues, it will inevitably usher in a more brilliant and legendary future.
But this legend just started and ended abruptly.
【...In Ninghai in the middle of the country, he was personally killed by the Supreme Martial Saint Zhao Ji.
Happy New Year, Ren. 】
Happy New Year...
twenty.
The full stop at the end means that Lu Sheng's life has also come to a complete end.
"Is it really a martial saint?"
Although I have already guessed in my heart, but seeing the final answer, I still can't help but feel agitated.
Why?
A trace of confusion floated in Lu Sheng's eyes.
He has obviously thought it through very carefully.
I think everything is under my control.
"Ji Dao Martial Saints are only ninth-level martial saints, not tenth-level martial sages, and they cannot cover the sky with one hand.
Why do you still shoot me when you know that I will be protected by the military, and there is no evidence that I killed Lian Su?
Is Lian Su really so important to him?
Then why did you compromise the first time?
Which link went wrong?"
Lu Sheng has eighth-level spiritual power, his brain development is more than a hundred times that of ordinary people, and his intelligence is close to that of a demon.
And there is the addition of the third level of the empty state.
He felt that he had already taken all aspects into account, and controlled all aspects of the situation and psychology.
The behavior that seems to be bold, the decision that seems to be dancing at the tip of the knife.
In fact, not to mention 100% sure, at least 90% sure, all under control.
But now...
Lu Sheng lost everything.
For a moment, he couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt.
In my mind, the gray roulette representing Lu Sheng's Shiquan master way slowly vibrated, as if there were tiny imperceptible cracks appearing on it.
Lu Sheng exited the dream space.
But he didn't have the slightest intention to get up, he was still sitting under the poplar tree, his eyes drooped, as if he was asleep.
"What is this person sitting here for?"
A young couple came from a distance cuddling together, saw Lu Sheng sitting under a tree, and talked lightly.
Go by quickly.
Time passed bit by bit, and occasionally someone would walk through this grove and see Lu Sheng sitting under the tree, and they would take a few more curious glances.
Soon, the sun was setting.
Night falls over the woods.
The temperature is getting colder, and the cold wind rises at night, covering the vegetation with a thin layer of hoarfrost.
Dawn breaks, and a new day arrives.
In the morning, the chirping of birds resounded in the forest.
A bold wild bird flapped its wings and landed on Lu Sheng's shoulder.
Lu Sheng remained motionless, like a clay sculpture.
Occasionally people come and go, and the sun rises and sets.
Light and shadow alternately change on Lu Sheng's body.
For three full days and nights, Lu Sheng still didn't change at all.
A layer of fallen leaves and dust had accumulated on his clothes, looking from a distance, he looked like a dummy, a dead person.
During this period, his mobile phone rang many times in his pocket, but Lu Sheng ignored it.
"Oh My God!"
A man and a woman passed by again, and the woman saw Lu Sheng sitting under the tree from a distance, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "The man we saw a few days ago is still there? He has hair all over his body." , shouldn’t he be dead already?”
The man obviously also had an impression of Lu Sheng, his expression changed, and he said quickly: "Go and have a look."
The two walked over quickly, crunching on the grass blades. .
