Li Sheng was frightened for a long time in vain, and Zhou Fei was so angry that her nose was crooked to the lobe of her ear. Not coming back for so long, and…”
He frowned, looking at the black and white smudges on Zhou Fei's body, and slapped her dirty claws away angrily, just about to ask her which mud pit she rolled into this way.
Seeing that Zhou Fei was touching her body, she took out a cloth bag and stuffed it with him, and said generously, "By the way, there is this one, take it."
Li Sheng took it suspiciously: "What..."
The word "thing" was still stuck in his throat, and Li Sheng glanced at the Nirvana Mother Gu who was split by a sharp blade.
His shock was no trivial matter, and a heart in his chest suddenly changed from "walking slowly" to "running wildly", almost squirting down his throat from the top of his head.
Li Sheng's hands trembled, his first reaction was to throw this thing out, and then he remembered that this Gu mother was evil, but also very precious, and he hurriedly held it, not knowing whether to throw it or hold it. Both hands were busy.
He finally grabbed the Nirvana Gu Mother in his hand, but Li Sheng only felt that this thing was too heavy, the wings and the bone-like body were extremely hard, and the cloth head was still piercing his hand, but the worm belly was very soft. Like the kind of meat worms that eat leaves for a living, it seems to be able to make a terrible "chirp" sound when you press it lightly.
Li Sheng's body was stiff, and he asked tremblingly, "What is this?"
"The mother Gu on Yin Pei's body." Zhou Fei said, "It seems to be an amazing object, I don't know what it can do, you can put it away first, in case it's useful."
She killed and killed, not burning the corpse on the spot, but she actually brought it back!
Li Sheng felt that when he saw caterpillars in the future, he would probably have an extra layer of goosebumps. He wished he could not feel his hands. He forced himself to stay calm, and finally didn't scream and slam Gu mother into Zhou Fei's face.
Zhou Fei explained the origin of Nirvana Gu in a few words, and then said, "Brother, come with me, let's go to the gated area of Qi, didn't Chong Yunzi teach you a lot? I don't know how to break the law."
Li Sheng snorted: "Please."
While he was talking, he looked back at Liu Jiazhuang, who was full of voices, with some anxiety. He always felt that it was not good for him to run away with Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei said impatiently: "You don't care what they do, tomorrow they will pass you a sword and stab 250 Yin Pei to death, and the day after tomorrow they will coax you to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, the day after tomorrow, it may be Beidou or which corner of the mountain. The devil is going to make trouble for you, and there are all kinds of young heroes who have a hole in their brains to hand you the battle book all day long. It's really hard to go down, the next Huo Liantao will be you."
Her remarks were a bit extreme, and Li Sheng was amused at first. He wanted to put on the air of a big brother and teach her not to be so "cynic", but he suddenly remembered the words Mrs. Nishang said to him, and gradually he laughed not out.
Before Zhou Fei could finish speaking in one breath, Li Sheng took off his robe and wrapped the Nirvana Gu insect with three layers and three layers, and then transformed the two ends into a small burden. , hung it on his waist, and said to Zhou Fei, "I have to pick up Li Yan first."
Because he was afraid that Li Yan's mouth would not be able to handle the door, Li Sheng put her in an inn near Liujiazhuang with a few more stable disciples from the Forty-eight Villages in advance. Just send her there. It doesn't take long to come and go.
Li Yan arrived soon, and Zhou Fei also quietly brought Wu Chuchu out through the people from the 48th Village.
Li Sheng left a polite farewell letter to Mr. Liu, and informed the dark piles who were seconded from various places. He walked out of the Liu family village without knowing it, and went south on the way.
After crossing the Huai River, entering the boundary of the Southern Dynasties, and then all the way to the west, we soon reached the land of Chu.
The leaves of Jinan have fallen off, but the heat in Chu has not subsided, and Qiuhu is struggling to survive. The mountain road is rugged, and there are simple tea shacks separated by a few miles on both sides of the road, where the old farmers in the ground can rest with the passers-by and collect a few copper coins.
The roof of the small tea shed was leaking, and a young man was holding thatch to make up his trousers. There were three benches and a table in the shed, which had already been occupied by people. .
Li Sheng put down a handful of copper coins, and then threw the kettle filled with coarse tea back to Zhou Fei. Holding a large bowl with a crack, he slowly sipped the hot tea, wanting to rest his feet in a hot sweat.
Just standing still, I listened to the discussion of the men occupying the benches in the tea shed: "...It's all rumored, I think the iron masked devil must be dead."
Li Sheng paused and looked over the steaming steam.
Another man asserted: "Dead! How can you still not die? I heard that the iron masked demon had three heads and six arms, and was trapped by the young man of the Li family. Hundreds of people couldn't stop him. Fortunately, Li Shaoxi was not afraid of danger and ordered everyone to intercept him. Killed, and cut off the three heads and six arms of the Iron Masked Demon with his own hands. The monsters were all dead. The next day they burned, and I heard monsters roaring inside. It was earth-shattering. How tall is the shadow, the head has two horns, the eyes are full of anger... Do you think it's strange?"
Li Sheng almost choked to death on the hot water, and he coughed again after being scalded, and his eyes were flushed.
The three chatting men looked back at him inexplicably. Seeing that he was a "fragile" little white face, they ignored him and still discussed to themselves, "Who is Li Shaoxia?"
"You don't know this? Haven't Nan Dao heard of it? The one from the Forty-Eight Villages in Shu! Li Shaoxia is the eldest grandson of Nan Dao Li Zheng."
"This is really a battle to become famous, tsk tsk, or the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves..."
Li Sheng couldn't listen to it anymore, he fled in despair, and urged Zhou Fei and the others like a ghost: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
Zhou Fei's ears were outstanding, and she heard it without saying a word: "So it turns out that Li Shaoxia didn't cut down the 250 Yin Pei, but the three heads and six arms of the Iron Masked Demon, disrespectful!"
Li Sheng: "If you talk nonsense again, just roll with the map yourself."
Zhou Fei laughed together with the two girls in the carriage.
But in general, apart from these rumours that they can't fight, and Zhou Fei and Li Yan's disgusting Li Sheng from time to time, every time they made him go into a rage, this journey was barely considered peaceful.
On this day, the group had just traveled to the Jiangling generation. For some reason, Li Sheng had taken the wrong way. There was no cigarette nearby. Zhou Fei and others were drinking horses by the roadside while it was still early.
Hearing that a fast horse was chasing behind him, the knight wished that the horse had wings, and threw the whip into a ball. Before reaching Zhou Fei's side, the knight on the horse couldn't wait to draw out his knife, and he stood up from the horse. The young Shen Jun was startled by the movement of the goose wings and the ring knife "pattering", his long legs lifted off the ground, and he lifted up high, the man on the horse's back. He slashed the knife down and slashed at Zhou Fei.
Li Yan screamed.
Zhou Fei turned around abruptly, and before she could unsheath her shattered cover, she had already held on to the dagger on the head.
The man on the horse was stubborn and refused to admit defeat, so he wanted to fight her hard. However, Zhou Fei's strength was not large, but it was very subtle. With a slight swing like a thousand pounds, it just destroyed the knight. , a balance between horses and goose-winged knives.
The knight leaned back and finally pulled the reins to stabilize himself, but the goose-winged knife had already lost its strength and slipped out.
Zhou Fei knew who it was without looking, and said without raising her head, "Yang Heitan, are you fed up?"
Immediately that person was Yang Jin, who made a sneak attack from thousands of miles away, but he was not ashamed after hearing the questioning, glared at Zhou Fei angrily and said, "I made a contract with you, and you pretended to fight several times, walk me to do things for you, wait for me. After finishing the work, you go back on your word, you people from the Central Plains..."
Li Sheng hurriedly interrupted his incessant accusations and asked, "How did Brother Yang get rid of the noble disciples and stay here alone?"
As soon as Yang Jinfu fought, he felt the gap between him and Zhou Fei, and became more and more irritable.
He waved his hand and said, "I can't keep up with the head of Qingyungou. I'll be entangled in trivial matters by them all day long, and I have to decide which piece of the medicine field grows weeds. I don't have the kung fu to practice knives."
Li Yan showed her head from behind Zhou Fei and asked, "I heard that your sect only focused on pharmacology and not on martial arts. It was clearly because you used force to coerce you to become the headmaster, but after a few days you didn't like it. Do you like to do it, are you a child?"
"Nonsense, I was tricked by them into the competition!" Yang Jin raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Although it is not interesting to win against a group of farmers who farm all day, but since it is a competition, it is natural to win, no one can Didn't tell me they were choosing the successor! This group... don't talk about this—hey, Brother Li, those people are looking for you, where are you going?"
Li Sheng replied politely; "We plan to go around the South Road to Shuzhong, run errands for the family, and then go home."
Li Sheng didn't want to drag his family along and bring along a bunch of idle people and so on - especially Yang Jin was a big trouble no less than Zhou Fei, so from the time and place to the route target, not half of the spit stars were true, in broad daylight. The next blatantly lied to the silly boy and wanted him to leave on his own.
Who knows that Yang Jin doesn't know how to look at people's faces, so he said without detour: "That's fine, I'll give you a ride."
Li Sheng:"… "
Zhou Fei slapped the broken piece on her leg twice and sneered.
Yang Jin glared at her, Zhou Fei glanced at him and said, "Can we use it from you?"
However, Zhou Fei soon paid the price for her talkativeness.
I saw the Southern Border No. 1 charcoal solemnly rubbing it in his arms, and found a crumpled piece of paper. It took a lot of effort to smooth it out, and slapped it in front of Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei: "..."
The ink on the paper has become a clump, and occasionally you can make out a few crooked shadows. If you open your eyes and look carefully, you can see the appearance of a few Chinese characters, which can be directly attached to the door to ward off evil spirits.
Zhou Fei stumbled and recited: "'Dan' book... In August of the Jiawu year, 'Jing' Yun... What... Oh, Gou, 'Jing' Yungou's head Yang Jin, 'to' Nan Dao Yi... 1' Shan' , decide the winner..."
The word "Zhan" was omitted by half, the word "Qing" was cut in half, the word "Invitation" was spelled wrong, only "Nandao" was mentioned, and Zhou Fei was not mentioned. .
Yang Jin didn't wait for her to finish reading, then she knew that she had made a fool of herself, her face was red, and she snatched the broken paper over.
Li Sheng and Wu Chuchu were limited by their self-restraint, but they all forcibly endured it, holding back a nonchalant expression, but Li Yan didn't care about it, and the first one grinned.
Zhou Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sect Master Yang, how can you cut corners and write so many half-words when writing a battle letter?"
Yang Jin's black face burned into a piece of charcoal that was red in the black, and said to Zhou Fei, "Draw your sword!"
Zhou Fei was busy trying to find the access control area, so she didn't have the mood to entangle with him.
Yang Jin immediately went after him: "Are you afraid?"
Zhou Fei responded indifferently: "No, it scared me to death!"
Li Sheng didn't bother to care about them, so he put on the horse slowly, and hurried forward. Suddenly, Zhou Fei, who was in the lead, grabbed the reins, and the horse took half a step to the side. She leaned forward slightly and frowned as she looked towards the roadside. .
I saw a few ragged corpses lying in the grass by the roadside, all dressed as ordinary farmers, and there was a basket full of hay next to it. There seemed to be some living things in the basket. He shivered violently and froze.
Zhou Feiyi was bold, turned over and dismounted, and used the broken cover to lift the upside-down basket.
The "thing" inside shrank fiercely, huddled on the ground, and stared at her fearfully.
It was actually a child, about two or three years old, very thin and rolled over a straw.
Zhou Fei glanced at the corpse next to her and remembered this unusual place without people. She suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she squatted down and said to the child, "Whose child are you, and where are your parents?"
The child bit his mouth fiercely, and when he saw the long knife in her hand, his pupils shrank to a small point in fright, but he didn't dare to make a sound, his small chest heaving like a bellows, shaking violently.
At this time, Yang Jin, Li Sheng and the others caught up.
Wu Chuchu pulled the broken cover and said goodbye behind Zhou Fei: "Hide some of your knives... You don't want to surround him, I'll try."
Zhou Fei undecidedly stepped aside and went to look at the corpses next to her. There were four corpses in total, three males and one female.
"Ordinary peasant." Li Sheng looked over the hands and feet of a corpse, and then made a strange "Huh", "Sword wound, a sword seals the throat..."
Li Yan asked, "Who, what did you kill a few peasants for? Did you meet a bandit who robbed you?"
"It shouldn't be," Zhou Fei said. "These people suffered a lot of minor injuries. I don't know how far they've traveled. Moreover, they stuffed the children into hay baskets and hid them beforehand. I'm afraid they might be chased and killed."
As she spoke, she frowned - vendettas are not uncommon in the rivers and lakes, but these corpses were all thick hands and big feet, with pale faces, loose muscles around their bodies, and the distribution of calluses on their palms did not look like they had practiced martial arts. ordinary people.
Li Yan said: "Jiangling is now the boundary of our Southern Dynasty, should someone in the government take care of it?"
Li Sheng shook his head and said: "This side is close to the front line, and the fight is fierce. Today's surname is Nan, and tomorrow's surname is Bei. The imperial court will not send official officials so quickly. They are all temporarily appointed by the military. The army is running, and it depends on the deployment, and may not have the mind to manage the people's livelihood..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Fei suddenly drew his sword next to him, and saw a string of arrows like shooting stars piercing through the air!
"Crack" a sound of cold iron colliding—
On the secret island of Penglai, Liu Youliang was cleaning the incense ashes. The iron bracer accidentally bumped into the incense case and knocked the small stove. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to straighten it, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and looked back cautiously. He has been in a coma. A man who is not awake.
But it happened to meet a pair of clear eyes.
Liu Youliang was taken aback, he reacted immediately, stepped forward and knelt down: "His Royal Highness!"
Xie Yun was unable to answer, so he just blinked at him, but there was a smile in his eyes.
Liu Youliang quickly regained his senses, bowed to Xie Yun, then got up and ran away, shouting, "Master, Master!"
The island was sparsely populated, but there was a riot of soldiers and horses. Lin Fuzi jumped up with an "ah yo" sound, and Chen Junfu nervously threw down the fishing net. Instead, the old monk Tongming seemed to have expected it, holding a bowl of dark medicinal soup. He walked in unhurriedly and said, "I guess you should wake up too."
Xie Yun lay down for a long time, unable to lift his strength for a while, he drank a bowl of medicinal soup with the old monk's hand, and the three old things tacitly pressed the top of his head, arms, etc., respectively, and penetrated his Shaoyang Sanjiao with internal force. . But for a moment, white gas steamed from the top of Xie Yun's head, and a little blood appeared on the originally pale face. After about an hour or three, although the person was weak, he had the strength to speak.
Liu Youliang respectfully guarded the Dharma by the side, and saw Xie Yun clearing his throat, and said in a low voice, "Thank you Master and two uncles."
As he spoke, he swept his eyes to the cave, and saw a piece of soft leather hanging under the bright pearl on one side. There was a pile of ink marks on the leather, and a messy face was drawn.
Master Lin said with a smile: "Haha, that's from your face, your little lady, she's really nothing! It's too naughty, let's forget about the rest, I've drawn you a 'king' on your forehead, and the left side is below. One right and two mustaches, isn't that the 'Bastard'?"
Xie Yun raised his hand and touched his face with a lingering fear, and said to Master Lin with a smile, "Uncle Master has taught me a lesson. Next time, I will write her a letter to convey it on her behalf."
Master Lin: "..."
At this time, Tong Ming coughed dryly from the side, interrupting everyone's jokes.
Xie Yun: "Master."
Tongming put the medicine bowl aside and said solemnly: "'Sanwei Soup', you have already taken the second taste. Once again, Lao Na has no other choice."