Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Chapter 47 The Twin Jewels of the Lü Family (Completed in 10,000 words)

Lujia Town is many times larger than Qingshipu. The town is built according to the terrain, with gray tiles, white walls, flying eaves and upturned corners, and a well-organized layout.

The main street is wide and flat, wide enough for two carriages to walk side by side. Shops line both sides, including restaurants, teahouses, cloth shops, pharmacies, pawnshops, and general stores.

As Lu Jin walked, he introduced things to Zeng Su, his mouth never stopping.

"This restaurant, Zuixianlou, makes an absolute mustard green with braised pork knuckle; it was my favorite when I was little. But my mother wouldn't let me eat too much, saying it was too oily."

"That herbal medicine shop," the owner was my sixth uncle. He knew some medicine, and people in town would come to him for treatment if they had a headache or fever. But he had a strange temper; he only accepted grain for his treatment, never money, saying things like, "Money is a bastard, grain is life."

"Over there—do you see that red-lacquered pillar? That's the Lu family's private school. I studied there when I was a child. The teacher's surname was Zhou. He was an old scholar who would punish me by making me copy the Analects of Confucius all the time. I copied it countless times, but I still can't memorize it now."

Zeng Su listened and nodded, his eyes scanning the street.

In the center of Lujia Town is a large square with a huge banyan tree in the middle. Its canopy is so tall and graceful that it must be at least two or three hundred years old.

Several stone tables and benches were set up under the tree, where a few elderly people with gray hair were playing chess, surrounded by onlookers.

"This banyan tree is even older than Lujia Town itself." Lu Jin walked to the banyan tree, reached out and patted its thick trunk. "My grandfather told me that this tree was already here when the Lu family ancestors moved here. Hundreds of years have passed, and the people in the town have come and gone, but it's still here."

He paused, then suddenly laughed: "When I was little, I climbed this tree to raid a bird's nest, but I couldn't get down halfway down. I cried for ages on the tree, and my dad just watched from the ground without helping me. He told me to come down by myself. I actually stayed up there all night and only managed to climb down by myself the next day."

Zeng Su imagined the scene and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Jin glared at him. "Didn't you do something like this when you were a kid?"

Zeng Su shook his head. He was a transmigrator, how could he possibly raid bird nests? Besides, most of the bird nests in Zengjia Village were under the eaves, so they could be reached without climbing trees.

"Sigh, you're really boring." Lu Jin muttered, turned around and continued walking forward. "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

He pulled Zeng Su into a narrow alley, so narrow that only two people could walk side by side. On both sides were high firewalls, covered with moss and ivy.

After walking about a hundred steps, a clearing suddenly appeared before us.

Dozens of wooden stakes were placed in the open space, arranged at different heights. Some of the stakes had scarecrows tied to them. There were also many weapon racks around. The ground was covered with fine sand, which felt soft and spongy underfoot.

"This is the Lu family's training ground." Lu Jin stood in the center of the open space, spread his arms, and took a deep breath. "I've been training here since I was a child. I started practicing horse stance at five, fist and foot techniques at six, and started training my father personally at seven. He was very strict; if a movement wasn't standard, I'd get a spanking."

He pointed to an old locust tree in the corner: "Once I was being lazy and hid behind the tree to eat snacks, but my dad found out. He didn't scold me, he just made me pick all the locust flowers off that tree, not a single one left."

"and then?"

"Then I picked them for two whole days, and my hands were covered in cuts from the thorns." Lu Jin spread out his hands, looking at the scars on his palms that were no longer visible. "From then on, I knew that the price of being lazy was much higher than the price of practicing diligently."

Looking at Lu Jin, who was constantly talking about "laziness," "getting beaten," and "raiding bird nests," Zeng Su found it hard to associate him with the title of "flawless in life."

"Come on, I'll take you to see somewhere else." Lu Jin patted the dust off his hands and was about to walk out when he suddenly stopped.

Footsteps echoed from the alley entrance.

It wasn't just one person, but several. Their footsteps were steady and powerful, with almost equal intervals between each step, carrying a well-trained rhythm.

Lu Jin's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he quickly resumed his smiling expression.

Three people appeared at the alley entrance.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man, around forty years old, wearing a dark gray long gown. He had a thin face, a high forehead, and a pair of triangular eyes with a shrewd, restrained glint. He exuded an aura of someone who had long held a high position.

Following behind him were two young men, who also exuded an extraordinary aura.

The three people walked into the open space, their eyes sweeping over Lu Jin and Zeng Su.

Lu Jin's smile remained unchanged as he stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Uncle Lü, it's been a long time. How are you doing?"

The middle-aged man, addressed as "Uncle Lü," nodded slightly. His gaze lingered on Lu Jin for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "Jin'er, you've grown taller and stronger. It seems your training at the Sanyi Sect hasn't been in vain."

"Uncle, you flatter me." Lu Jin then looked at the two young men, "Brother Lü Ren, Brother Lü Ci, you've come too."

Upon hearing Lu Jin's words, Zeng Su guessed the origins of the three people in front of him. The Lu family, one of the four great families, possessed the family's secret technique, the Ruyi Jin.

He didn't recognize the middle-aged man, but these two young men must be the "Twin Pillars of the Lü Family," the elder Lü Ren and the younger Lü Ci.

The two brothers are extremely talented and powerful, and are recognized as the leading figures of the younger generation in the world of supernatural beings.

Lu Ren, with his calm and calculating nature, was groomed to be the next head of the Lu family. Lu Ci, on the other hand, was the epitome of unruly and rebellious, making many people grit their teeth at the mere mention of his name, and was later dubbed "Mad Dog."

Lu Ren nodded slightly, as if to greet him. His gaze lingered on Lu Jin for a moment before moving away, as if he had already obtained the information he wanted.

As for Zeng Su, who was standing to the side, he was completely ignored.

Lü Ci, however, was different.

He had his hands tucked into his sleeves, his chin slightly raised, and his eyes swept from Lu Jin to Zeng Su, then back to Lu Jin. His gaze carried a natural scrutiny and disdain.

"Lu Jin," Lü Ci began, speaking casually, "It's been years, and you haven't changed much. Still the same—to put it nicely, you're sincere; to put it bluntly, you're a bit silly."

Lu Jin's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal: "Brother Lü Ci, you jest. It's just my nature, I can't change it. But Brother Lü Ci, your charm is even more impressive than before, and this 'asking for a beating' look is getting more and more pronounced."

Lu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous smile curving his lips: "Lu Jin, are you talking to me?"

"What's wrong?" Lu Jin was still smiling, but his tone had lowered. "Brother Lü Ci, do you think my voice is too soft and you can't hear me? Should I lean closer and repeat myself?"

The tension between the two was palpable; the slightest spark could set them off into an explosion.

Lu Ren stood to the side, his expression unchanged. He even slightly shifted his body to give the two more space. He had no intention of mediating the fight or adding fuel to the fire; he simply stood there like a detached bystander.

The middle-aged man, Lü Song, who was leading the Lü family on this trip, paid no attention to the confrontation between the younger generation. He stood with his hands behind his back under the locust tree, his gaze fixed on the row of wooden stakes, as if studying their arrangement.

For the Lü family, struggle is inevitable for prosperity. Good flowers don't grow in greenhouses, and fierce beasts don't thrive in cages. Only the strong gain recognition—this is the Lü family's creed.

Lu Jin and Lü Ci stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

As for Zeng Su, he stood calmly at the back. Whether a fight would break out or not was unimportant; what mattered was that he had only one principle: help his own people. "Alright," Lu Song finally spoke, "Old Master Lu's birthday banquet hasn't even started yet, so don't cause trouble for the Lu family here."

"Hmph!" X2

Lu Jin and Lü Ci both snorted coldly, and then stopped confronting each other.

"Uncle Lü, we'll be going now." Lu Jin was still very polite.

"Hmm!" Lu Song nodded.