"These are his habits."
"Of course, the most important point is... intuition, right?" When he said this, Qiao Canxue put his hands on his tightly closed eyelids, his expression showing obvious hesitation and confusion.
Qiao Mu's eyes widened slightly.
How should I put it, being remembered by others for this little habit is like running into your ex-girlfriend when you go to a small supermarket to buy spicy strips. There’s a strange sense of shame.
"You hesitated, which means I guessed it right." Qiao Canxue smiled at this time:
"If a blind person wants to survive alone in this chaotic world, he must have some tricks to rely on."
"Guess? It seems I was tricked again." After being surprised, Qiao Mu didn't care too much.
Let it be exposed. Anyway, he is planning to send Qiao Canxue away soon, so it’s not a big problem.
"So, how did you deceive them and tell them that you are already 28 years old this year? Did you use makeup to disguise yourself?" Qiao Canxue asked with his eyes closed.
She couldn't see the changes in my face, so she had to rely on other things like smell to guess, and finally relied on intuition... Qiao Mu evaded the question casually: "About the same."
"In fact, I was seriously injured and trapped in the enemy's camp during the anti-bandit battle that day. My comrades thought I was dead until I woke up and saw an immortal who called himself Wang Songhe. He gave me an elixir. After I swallowed it, my power improved greatly and my injuries were completely healed..."
"Immortal? Are there really immortals in this world?" The smile on Qiao Canxue's face froze, and she was obviously surprised.
Qiao Mu complained in his heart: Wang Songhe said at the beginning that it was strange that I, a member of the Qiao family, didn’t know about the strange man. I didn’t expect that you, a genuine member of the Qiao family, didn’t know either
Chapter 33 I'll send myself to the funeral
"Immortals... Strange people... If that's the case, a lot of things make sense."
After Qiao Mu gave him some popular science explanation, Qiao Canxue was confused at first, but then gradually developed an inexplicable confidence.
"Is there a possibility that I am different from others?" she said with her eyes closed.
Qiao Mu glanced at her closed eyes and nodded: "Indeed."
"It's been two days since I heard you tell me about how the Heaven's Eye will open after the night of genocide and crush the Martial Saint."
"I'm serious." Qiao Canxue said seriously:
"Do you think that the Qiao family was wiped out, leaving only a blind man like me? Is it because I'm lucky? Or is it because the Martial Saint was moved by compassion?"
"How can a person like the Martial Saint have compassion? If he doesn't kill me, he must have other intentions."
"So that you can come and seek revenge in the future?" Qiao Mu said casually.
Qiao Canxue did not respond, and continued to talk to herself:
"When I was young, a strange man came to my house and said that I was born with spiritual perception and was not an ordinary person. He wanted to take me as his apprentice. However, my Qiao family is a martial arts family, so of course we don't want to associate with strange people."
"I am blind, so I can't make it on the path of martial arts, but maybe there is another way."
"The way of immortality."
Qiao Mu frowned: "Why are you bragging again? What do you want to say?"
"I want to say... stop it, Qiao Mu." Qiao Canxue said earnestly:
"The people in this city outside are all Guo Yan's men. He is a seventh- or sixth-rank warrior, and there are thousands of officers and soldiers in the barracks. You have just entered the ninth rank, and your vitality has been greatly damaged by the disintegration of the demon. You are no match for him."
"So, stop it and let me do it."
"?" A question mark slowly appeared on Qiao Mu's head.
Do you want to compete with me for the kill
"In fact, it was only after the city lord's son came to my house today and told me the news of your death that I realized how indecisive I was." Qiao Canxue said calmly:
"I want revenge, but I don't have the strength."
"I'd trade you the secret book for my services, but I can't bear to see you die because of it."
"And this kind of half-hearted idea will never lead to successful revenge!"
"So the matter of revenge should not be left to others." While speaking, Qiao Canxue fumbled around and took out a thread-bound book.
"You nearly lost your life for me, and I have no way to repay you..."
"If I stay in Yancheng, I will just be a burden. But before I leave, let's make one last deal."
"Qiao family's longevity fist is naturally extraordinary. Only after you develop inner strength, you can get a glimpse of its secrets."
"There is a big reason for this. In the Changsheng Fist, there is a super-limit secret method that uses internal energy. You need to cultivate internal energy before you can try to practice it."
Qiao Canxue explained: "The so-called over-limit means exceeding the physical limit and exerting more than 100% of the power. For example, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique is to squeeze the potential of the human body and forcibly exceed the limit."
"And the super-limit secret method of Qiao Chang's Longevity Fist that I mentioned is another extremely advanced boxing skill, the technique of generating internal strength."
"Its name is... Ripple Wave Power."
Can you develop a double with this ripple-wave power?...Qiaomu rubbed his hands expectantly.
With his immortal body and longevity, plus the power of his stand, he is invincible!
"Ripple Wave Power is to release multiple internal powers, allowing them to continuously stack like waves, getting higher and higher, and then exerting a power beyond the limit."
"In the past, the head of my Qiao family was a master of nature. He was the only one in the Qiao family who had practiced the ripple wave power to the level of [Triple Wave]. When the triple power bursts out, the power is incomparable...
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"Take it. This is my last secret book. The Ripple Wave Power is extremely difficult and profound. Although there is only one secret book, you can study it for several lifetimes." She handed the secret book to Qiao Mu and said sincerely:
"And my exchange condition is... Stop it, leave Yan City as soon as possible, and don't fight with the city lord anymore, otherwise you will die."
"What you said makes a lot of sense." Qiao Mu was deeply moved:
"Now that things have come to this, let's eat noodles first."
He took the secret book in one hand, lowered his head and slurped his noodles, completely ignoring Qiao Canxue's long speech.
He had already made his decision.
She has her own way to become an immortal, but Qiao Mu also has his own way.
Reckless!
No one can stop a reckless man from seeking his own death!
After eating the noodles, it was gradually getting dark and Qiao Canxue left.
Time was running out, and the two sides parted quietly and silently.
As for how the blind girl left, Qiao Mu didn't have to worry about it. He was not a nanny, and people who were blind and could still walk in this chaotic world had their own way of survival.
What Qiao Mu cares about is how he will die tomorrow.
Walking back from the street into the alley, many passers-by looked sideways and pointed at Qiao Mu, with a bit of pity in their eyes.
Obviously, Lao Huang and others have been quite effective in spreading the message.
Yancheng is not big, and the gossip of the gossipers can spread from one end of the city to the other within a day.
Especially the rumors related to big shots like the city lord Guo.
"The people's support is with me, so I have to die." Qiao Mu bought an exquisite urn at the funeral home, preparing to become an exquisite dead ghost.
Whenever others looked at him with sympathy, Qiao Mu would show a sad expression at the appropriate time.
He is gradually getting into the role.
The warrior with keen five senses did not see through Qiao Mu, but he was seen through by Qiao Canxue, which was also a reminder.
From now on, try to be a weird person.
Returning to the alley, Qiumu did not enter the empty house, but randomly chose another empty house next to it.
His consciousness sank into the sea of his heart, and the Ouroboros longevity lock emitted a faint glow.
The so-called longevity lock is a lock-shaped ornament that parents give to their children to hang around their necks. It is meant to ward off evil and disasters and lock life. Blessings such as "long life" and "long life and wealth" are usually written on the longevity lock.
And Qiao Mu's longevity lock, with the words "immortality" written on it, can indeed lock up his life.
Even if you die in battle, you can be resurrected and even improve your martial arts skills.
At this moment, the five chains below the ancient lock in his mind grew rapidly, extending from Qiao Mu's heart from the inside to the outside, and five illusory chains were fixed in the surrounding void.
"The resurrection point is complete."
The night was long. Qiumu burned his own body while making use of the remaining heat. He used the firelight to read the two secret books in his hands.
As expected, I did not understand "Ripples and Waves" at all because it was as obscure as a heavenly book. However, I could understand "Iron Shirt", but it takes time to practice it and it is impossible to learn it overnight.
Before I knew it, the sky outside the window was getting light and it was already the next day.
"It's time to send me to the funeral." Qiao Mu picked up the urn and prepared for the funeral.
Chapter 34: Spring Breeze Blows and Life Returns
In the morning, the sky was slightly bright.
A swordsman in green walked into a restaurant with sleepy eyes.
The green-clothed swordsman was in his early thirties, with dishevelled hair and a messy stubble on his chin, looking rather unkempt.
It's just that he has such a good appearance that he doesn't look sloppy even if he doesn't care about his appearance. Instead, he has a kind of decadent handsomeness.
"A broken mirror cannot be mended..."
He muttered to himself and walked into a restaurant.
Ever since they met the city lord's son on the long street in the inner city that day, the couple have parted ways.
He was originally a traveler from another place, and he did not leave Yancheng after the incident. He just drank to drown his sorrows every day, and the days passed by unknowingly.
"Warm a pot of wine, and a pound of beef..." Jiang Chen said as he reached into his pocket and fumbled for his purse, then paused and changed his words:
"No more beef, let's have a pot of wine first."
"But the money for this bottle of wine is not enough." The waiter spread his hands.
"No money?" Jiang Chen opened his sleepy eyes, a little dazed, and then his gaze fell on the sword at his waist.
"What use do I have for this three-foot-long sword?"
He was just about to go across the street to pawn the sword, but just as he walked out the door, he saw a figure in the distance and his sleepy eyes suddenly opened.
He saw Qiao Mu carrying a spear on his back and holding an urn in his hand, walking out of the city.
It wasn't just him. Many pedestrians on both sides of the street were looking at this man, occasionally whispering to each other, with expressions full of pity and sighing.
"Is it the benefactor Qiao Mu from before? No, this one is obviously older? Could he be his elder brother?"
Jiang Chen stopped a few pedestrians who were talking on the street and asked them a few questions. Then his eyes suddenly widened and he lost all sleepiness.
"Qiao Mu, is he dead?"
Although he thanked Qiao Mu that day, because he was in a very bad mood, he just thanked him briefly and left quickly. However, he did not expect that the next time he heard from Qiao Mu, it was news of his death.
"Is there still law?" Jiang Chen said indignantly.
"Wang Fa? Don't forget that Yancheng belongs to the Guo family."
"Don't say anything careless. Don't let anyone hear it. Don't forget that the brave hero Qiao Mu died."
Listening to this discussion, Jiang Chen couldn't help but put his hand on the sword at his waist, feeling a sense of injustice in his chest.
"My former benefactor Qiao Mu stood up for me, but ended up losing his own life. How can I live in vain..." He walked faster and faster, holding the sword in his hand, heading straight for the City Lord's Mansion.
But when he arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion and saw the soldier guarding the gate, he hesitated again.
"Oh." He sighed and finally turned and left.
There are many people who feel injustice in Yancheng and other places, but there are only a few who dare to draw their swords...
On both sides of the street, eyes were watching Qiao Mu, with a spear on his back and an urn in his hand, walk out of the city and gradually away.
..
Qiao Mu left the city and walked alone on the mountain road.
On the cliff beside the road, an old man in gray slowly put on a pair of silver gloves on his hands and looked at him coldly.
The last time they fought was at Qiao Canxue's home in a deep alley. At that time, the old man in gray had the upper hand against Qiao Mu's spear with just his pair of bare hands.