Zhou Yan didn't know what Xu Feng was thinking. He looked at the sword and said, "It's a pity that this sword doesn't have a scabbard. Brother Xu may not be able to use it with his left hand. I'll find you a matching scabbard when we get outside." .”
Xu Feng thanked him again and again, and said: "Since we have this precious sword in hand, we don't need to find another way out. We can go back and split the rocks at the entrance of the cave, so we can escape from the cave."
Zhou Yan thought of the power of the sword, it would not be difficult to deal with a few chaotic rocks, but he hesitated for a while, and said: "I see something strange here, Brother Xu, don't you want to look around again?"
Xu Feng said: "It's just some lewd things, don't worry about it."
Now that he said that, Zhou Yan naturally wouldn't force it, and the two walked back along the stone steps. It has been several hours since they triggered the mechanism of the cave in the early morning, and walked here along the secret road. They have not eaten or drank all day, and even though they are armed with martial arts, they still can't bear it.
Especially since Xu Feng was poisoned with aphrodisiacs and thrown into the water, he was already exhausted. But he refused to sleep on the bed carved with erotic pictures, and finally came to a compromise, and the two of them rested by the stone wall for the night.
Xu Feng leaned his back against the wall and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
A night without dreams.
When he woke up, the surroundings were still dark, and he didn't know how long it had been. The fire that was made before was still burning, and Zhou Yan was sitting aside, holding a piece of wood in his arms, and was finely chopping it with a dagger.
Xu Feng was a little sleepy, and asked him: "Brother Zhou didn't sleep all night?"
Zhou Yan raised his head and said: "I have already slept, but I woke up earlier than you."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and continued to cut the piece of wood.
Only now did Xu Feng see it clearly, and saw that the wooden head was cut from the wooden frame in the stone room, and he had cut it into the shape of a scabbard. Xu Feng's heart moved, and he asked, "How did Brother Zhou do this?"
Zhou Yan didn't answer him, just said: "Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."
His hand holding the dagger was very steady, his wrist fluttered up and down, and sure enough, he cut off the scabbard in just a while. He handed the things to Xu Feng, and said: "The secret passage is very dark, you should use this first, so as not to cut your hands while walking."
When Xu Feng took the scabbard, he saw several new scars on his fingers. He was a good talker, and he must have come from a wealthy family, so of course he wasn't used to carpenter's work.
Xu Feng put the sword back into the scabbard, and it was just right. Just as he was about to thank him, Zhou Yan waved his hand first and said, "When we get outside in a while, brother Xu roasted a pheasant for me. Pass me."
Xu Feng hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and when Zhou Yan mentioned it, he couldn't help feeling hungry. They tidied up their things hastily, then got up and walked back. Several traps in the secret path have been broken by Zhou Yan, so he walked faster when he went back, and nothing happened along the way.
The cave was still blocked by rocks, and it was too dark to see the sun. Zhou Yan took the sword in his hand, put a trace of internal force through the tip of the sword, and then swung the sword out.
The sword was lifted as if it were light, Xu Feng just stood on the side, already feeling the sword's aura is intimidating.
As soon as the sword tip touched those stones, the stones shattered like tofu. With just one sword strike, a gap was opened in the chaotic rocks. The next thing is much easier. Xu Feng also stepped forward to help, and the two of them quickly removed the rocks and almost crawled out of the cave.
It was a rainy day, and the sun was shining brightly.
The two of them didn't notice it when they were in the cave, but now they took a look under the sun and realized that they were both disheveled and embarrassed.
The two couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled.
Xu Feng hadn't laughed heartily for a long time, while Zhou Yan just moved the corner of his mouth, revealing a slightly stiff smile. Xu Feng got along with him for a few days, but he felt a lot closer, and couldn't help saying: "Brother Zhou must not smile very much on weekdays."
Zhou Yan didn't speak, just looked at him like that, the smile in his eyes seemed to deepen a bit.
Xu Feng thought again, this man's eyes are beautiful.
After he had had enough rest, he went to wash in the stream, but Zhou Yan didn't care about freshening up, so he went hunting two pheasants first and came back. Xu Feng roasted it with fire as usual, exuding a tempting aroma. To express his gratitude, he left two pairs of chicken legs to Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan was not polite, he ate them all, and then praised Xu Feng after eating, saying: "Brother Xu's craftsmanship is really amazing. If you can I eat your cooking every day... "
In the middle of his speech, he didn't know what to think, and suddenly stopped again.
Xu Feng didn't feel any difference, and smiled slightly: "Brother Zhou, is he going to hire me as a cook? It's a pity that there is always a banquet in the world. After today, we should separate."
Zhou Yan hurriedly said: "Where is Brother Xu going? Maybe we are on the same road again?"
After Xu Feng heard this, his mood fluctuated for a while.
He had been in the Palace of Bliss for three years, thinking about how to escape all the time, and he didn't dare to talk to others. Even when facing Jin Shu who served him, he rarely spoke the truth. Unexpectedly, after escaping, the strange man he met in the deep mountains and dense forests hits him so well.
He almost wanted to go with Zhou Yan, but then he thought about it, he escaped from the Palace of Bliss, and he didn't know if the palace owner sent someone to chase him, but he must not drag innocent people down.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng slowly withdrew the smile on his face and said, "Brother Zhou and I are not on the same road. No matter where I go, I will never go the same way as Brother Zhou."
Zhou Yan was startled, and murmured: "Really?"
There is no sense of loss in the tone.
Xu Feng pretended not to know, and went back to the cave to rest after eating the pheasant. If you have enough energy, you can go on the road tomorrow.
He didn't sleep very well that night. When he woke up, the sky was still gray. Zhou Yan was sitting in the air vent outside the cave, but he was fast asleep.
Xu Feng touched the scabbard he had cut with his own hands, thinking that he likes to eat the things he made, so he climbed up the tree and took out a few bird eggs, which were still buried in the soil and cooked, and then he took them out and stuffed them into the scabbard. In the package, so that he can take it with him on the way to eat.
After Zhou Yan woke up, he was really disappointed to see that Xu Feng had already arranged everything. He seemed to want to keep him, but Xu Feng didn't give him a chance to speak. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Zhou for protecting you everywhere these days. I can't repay you. I only hope that Brother Zhou can find Brother Ling as soon as possible, and the brothers will be reunited. Get what you want."
Zhou Yan looked at him with both eyes, and said with a wry smile: "I hope so."
He said again: "Brother Xu, you are on the road alone, you should be more careful."
Xu Feng nodded and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. Brother Zhou, let's say goodbye here."
Zhou Yan had nothing to say anymore, so he could only say dryly: "Well, there will be a period later."
Xu Feng has nothing on his body, he only leans on the sword and walks along the winding road alone. He walked downstream along the stream, and after walking for a while, he suddenly turned his head. Zhou Yan was still standing where he was, a gray spot in the distance, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Xu Feng took a deep breath and continued to walk forward, controlling himself not to look back.
He lived in the open for a few days, and finally walked out of the valley. At first, all I saw was desolate scenery, but gradually it became populated, and sometimes I could see small villages with dozens of families.
Xu Feng was afraid that his whereabouts would be leaked, so he chose to walk on rough paths during the day, and stayed in the wilderness at night. Having been in such fear for more than a month, I still haven't seen anyone from the Palace of Bliss chasing him. Either the Palace Mistress fell to his death when he jumped off the cliff, or there was no need to mobilize people for such a male favorite like him, in short Xu Feng's heart was a little relieved.
He reckoned that he had already left the sphere of influence of the Palace of Bliss, and when he saw a town on the road, he dared to go in and wander around, selling his strength to earn some money.
In fact, in the past three years, the person he missed most was Master. It's just that the palace master was very scheming, so he might have sent someone to guard his master's gate. To avoid implicating innocent people, Xu Feng had no choice but to endure it and not go back. When he passed by a town, he saw a hunting house at the foot of the mountain beside the town, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, so he rented it for a few money and lived alone in that simple wooden house.
While he was hunting in the mountains, he re-practiced the sword skills that had been abandoned for a long time.
Xu Feng is not very talented in martial arts, but he firmly believes that hard work can make up for weakness, and he has always been diligent in training. Now that he is focused on revenge, he is even more diligent in practicing swordsmanship. Most of the twelve hours a day are devoted to swordsmanship.
He was not used to using a sword with his left hand, so he had to start over from scratch, and within a few days, blisters appeared on his hand. He didn't take it seriously, wrapped the cloth strips indiscriminately, and continued to practice.
Xu Feng lived in the town for more than half a month, making a living by hunting, barely able to maintain food and clothing. That day, he was practicing sword in the open space in front of the house, and there were bursts of thunder in the sky, as if it was about to rain. He hadn't finished practicing a set of sword skills, and he was not in a hurry to go into the house to shelter from the rain, and he used the remaining sword moves in a rigorous manner.
Sure enough, it rained soon.
The rain was so heavy that it fell on Xu Feng's face, causing a slight sting.
Xu Feng closed his eyes and tightly held the sword in his hand.
He remembered that when he met the lord of the Palace of Bliss on the official road back then, that person's hands were as white as jade, but with just one move, he knocked himself to the ground. Since then, he has never seen the palace master and his colleagues fight again, but just looking at the abilities of the hall masters under him, he knows that the martial arts of that person are unfathomable.
No, he is still too far away.
Standing in the rain, Xu Feng practiced his set of swordsmanship from beginning to end again. He imagined that he was fighting the palace lord, and he only made three moves each time before being defeated by that person again.
The hatred in his heart was hard to calm down, and he used his inner strength unconsciously. A wave of true energy wandered through his body, and when he reached a certain place, he suddenly stagnated, as if he had encountered an obstacle. Xu Feng didn't take it seriously, he took a deep breath and swung his sword violently.
The zhenqi became chaotic in an instant, rushing wildly in his body, and finally rushed to his chest. He suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand, and fell to the ground with a "clang".
Xu Feng cherished this precious sword very much, and hurriedly bent over to pick it up, but he felt dizzy and couldn't pick it up no matter what. His chest was stuffy and painful, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Blood mixed with rainwater dripped down, Xu Feng staggered two steps, couldn't hold on any longer, and was about to fall to the ground, but someone rushed to his side, reached out and hugged his waist.
Xu Feng was taken aback, and tried to open his eyes, and saw a sallow face, it was Zhou Yan who hadn't seen him for a long time.
Zhou Yan's other hand touched the door of his veins, and after pressing for a while, he frowned and said, "The meridians are retrograde, and the true energy is in chaos... This is a sign of being insane."
For those who practice martial arts, if they hear the words "besotted with madness", they all feel as if they are facing a formidable enemy. Xu Feng didn't respond, he just felt like he was in a dream, and asked Zhou Yan, "Why is Brother Zhou here?"
Zhou Yan said, "I just met by chance."
Who is this talking about
Xu Feng didn't believe it.
Zhou Yan had no choice but to say: "Let's talk about this matter later, your body is more important."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on Xu Feng's lips. Or the rain was too cold, Xu Feng felt his fingers tremble a little.
Zhou Yan carried Xu Feng into the house, first wrapped his wet body with a quilt, and then busily lit the fire.
Xu Feng leaned on the bed in a daze, feeling several strands of true energy churning in his body, which made his bones ache. The zhenqi was unrestrained, collided in his limbs, and gathered in his chest again. His chest seemed to be on fire, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.
Xu Fengtou tasted the feeling of being obsessed for the first time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, he let out a cry of pain.
Zhou Yan hurried to the bed, stretched out his hand to take his pulse, his brows became more and more wrinkled. He reached Xu Feng's neckline with his hand, paused for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Brother Xu, I've offended you."
After speaking, go to untie Xu Feng's clothes.
Xu Feng was a little confused, but he was still thinking about the sword and said, "Brother Zhou, my sword is still thrown outside."
Zhou Yan said: "It's okay, I can't lose it."
He took off Xu Feng's shirt two or three times, wiped it with a handkerchief, and then sat on the bed himself, letting Xu Feng lean in his arms, and gently pressed his palm against his back.
Xu Feng only felt a wave of hot air spreading from the vest, mixed with the true energy rushing around, and the two forces competed with each other, making him more uncomfortable than before. His face turned pale from the pain, and his body was hot and cold, as if he was half burned in the fire and half immersed in the water.
His sanity also began to slacken, and some vague memories kept appearing in front of his eyes. For a while, he was on the way to escape, and he followed behind his elder brother with one foot deep and one foot shallow; On the official road at the end, the sound of horseshoes of "De'er" and "De'er" can be heard in my ears.
In the end, he was pressed on the bed, and the palace master's slender, white fingers grabbed his chin. He was humiliated and resentful at the same time, the zhenqi in his body seemed to find an outlet suddenly, and he opened his mouth to bite the man's hand.
The man didn't struggle, and still held on to him.
Xu Feng's eyes were red, he bit down deeper and harder, and tasted the sweet smell of blood after a while.
The man didn't say a word, just hugged him so tightly, resting his other hand on his back, sending internal energy into his body continuously. That internal energy traveled along his meridians to the dantian qi sea, bringing together the chaotic zhen qi one by one.
Xu Feng felt that his hands and feet were empty and he had no strength, but there was a warmth in his dantian, and the pain in his chest was relieved a lot, and he fell asleep unknowingly.
Zhou Yan exhausted too much internal energy and was a little powerless. After stuffing Xu Feng back into the quilt, he watched him fall asleep.
Xu Feng fell ill the next day. First, it was because of the rain, and second, it was because of the madness. Although Zhou Yan helped him channel his true qi, after all, his meridians and lungs were damaged, and his bones felt as if they had been smashed, and he felt severe pain when he moved.
He slept and woke up for the next few days. When he fell asleep, he had all kinds of bizarre dreams, and when he woke up, he saw Zhou Yan busy in the hut.
Seeing that he was awake, Zhou Yan brought a spoon to his mouth and fed him some light porridge. The porridge was both salty and sweet, and the taste was really bad. Obviously Zhou Yan cooked it himself.
Xu Feng thought vaguely that when he recovered from his illness, he should still cook.
After a few days like this, his injury finally healed gradually, but he slept a lot and sometimes talked nonsense in his dreams. Zhou Yan was cooking porridge in the house that day, when he heard him yelling in his sleep: "Father! Mother!"
There was a bit of crying in the voice, as if heart-piercing.
Zhou Yan hurriedly walked to the bed and wiped his sweat with his sleeve.
Xu Feng closed his eyes tightly, not knowing what he was dreaming of, and suddenly called out: "Brother..."
Zhou Yan's heart jumped, he couldn't help holding his hand, and responded in a very low voice: "Brother..."
Xu Feng seemed to hear the voice, and opened his eyes suddenly. He was still a little dazed at first, but after looking at Zhou Yan carefully for a while, his expression became clear, his eyes flickered, and he sighed, "Brother Zhou, it turned out to be you."
Seeing his expression, Zhou Yan felt his mouth astringent and was speechless for a while.
Xu Feng didn't talk to him either, and soon closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He slept like this until the evening of that day. When he woke up, he felt some strength in his body, so he slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.
Zhou Yan stayed by the side all the time, and when he saw that he was awake, he brought porridge to feed him.
Xu Feng took the spoon with his left hand and said, "Brother Zhou, I'll do it myself."
Minced meat is added to this porridge, but the taste is still weird. Xu Feng frowned, ate spoonful by spoonful, and asked while eating, "Why is Brother Zhou here?"
Although he was ill for a while, he still remembered Zhou Yan's sudden appearance that day. Zhou Yan no longer concealed it, and said truthfully: "After you and I separated that day, I have been following you, Brother Xu."
Xu Feng was startled when he heard it, and was really surprised in his heart.
Zhou Yan went on to say: "Brother Xu probably forgot that I would break into the dense forest in the first place to avoid being chased and killed."
It was only now that Xu Feng recalled that he had mentioned this matter, "You won a martial arts competition, and the other party was dissatisfied, so they sent someone to kill you?"
"Exactly." Zhou Yan nodded and said, "I have injuries on my body, and I was afraid of meeting them on the main road. Seeing Brother Xu, you only chose the small road, so I simply followed you. Firstly, it was to save some energy, secondly, If something really happens, it’s good to have someone to take care of you.”
"I ended up living in this town..."
"I saw that this town has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is a good place to recuperate from the world, so I also stayed here."
Although his reasoning is a bit far-fetched, it can be regarded as justified. Xu Feng had just learned that he saved his life, so naturally he would not doubt him, and said: "Brother Zhou's old injury has not healed, and he has spent his internal energy to save me, isn't it..."
Zhou Yan said lightly: "It doesn't matter."
A pair of eyes just stared at the porridge in his bowl.
Xu Feng talked for a long time, but actually only drank half a bowl of porridge. At this time, under his gaze, it was really hard to turn down the hospitality, so he had to eat the rest.
The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth raised slightly, as if he was quite happy.
Xu Feng suddenly felt that the porridge was not so difficult to swallow. After he finished eating, he tried his luck, but unexpectedly there was a dull pain in his dantian, and he lost even a trace of internal energy.
His heart sank, and he thought to himself that after he went mad, would all his martial arts be useless
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
Knowing his intentions, Zhou Yan held his hand and slowly sent a soft inner force into his body, saying: "Brother Xu was seriously injured this time, and he needs to rest in bed for at least half a month without practicing martial arts. "
As soon as the inner force entered his body, Xu Feng felt a surge of true energy in the sea of energy, and he matched it. He knew that his martial arts were not abolished, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Now he has suffered from being insane, and he knows that the situation was dangerous that day, if Zhou Yan hadn't rescued him, he would have fallen outside the door alone, screaming every day, the earth is not working, and at least he lost all his internal strength. Worse yet... even his life could not be saved.
He wasn't afraid of death, but he just thought of himself dying quietly in this small town, while the villainous Palace Master was having a good time in the Palace of Bliss, how could he be content
While helping him adjust his internal energy, Zhou Yan said: "The most taboo thing about learning martial arts is to be eager for quick success. I see that you practice too much. If things go on like this, you may have to go astray again."
Xu Feng also knew that he was too impatient, and said: "To be honest, I have a very powerful opponent. Compared with him, my kung fu is really different. If I don't study hard and practice hard, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it again." After one or twenty years, he may not be his opponent."
Zhou Yan lowered his head and asked, "What is the origin of your opponent?"
Xu Feng opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.
Everyone in Jianghu knew the word Bliss Palace. If he said it, he would not be able to hide the fact that he was trapped in a prostitute. He couldn't even tell his master about this matter, let alone Zhou Yan who just met him not long ago
But he didn't want to make up a lie to deal with it, so he said: "My opponent is not only strong in martial arts, but also ruthless in his actions, my right hand was destroyed by his hands, brother Zhou should know as little as possible."
Sure enough, Zhou Yan didn't ask any further questions, but only said, "Are you practicing martial arts so hard to seek revenge from him?"
"If I just want to be comfortable and live in seclusion in this small town from now on, the world is so big, that person may not be able to find me." Xu Feng couldn't use his right hand, so he only clenched his left hand into a fist, saying, "But so... Such a deep hatred, so let it go? Rather than spend my whole life hiding and hiding, I would rather risk my life and fight. I know that I am not good at it, but ten years will not make twenty years, and twenty years will not make thirty years , One day I will be able to practice Kung Fu well and kill that person with my own hands to avenge myself."
Because of Xu Feng's illness, his hands were as cold as ice, but Zhou Yan's hand that held him was even colder. His voice was hoarse, and he repeated Xu Feng's words in a low voice: "Well, you must kill him."