Wu Chuchu had no choice but to wait silently. Unexpectedly, she waited from dark to dawn, and then from dawn to dark. The servants of Zhu's residence came to deliver meals twice, each time outside the hospital. When she knocked on the door, her heart skipped a beat. Every moment, Wu Chuchu couldn't help but reach out to probe Zhou Fei's breath, for fear that she would die silently.
Like a group of uninvited guests, Ku Rong's true qi swept through Zhou Fei's body in a rampant manner. Wherever he went, although the skin was intact, the flesh and blood inside seemed to be scrambled into a ball. , to compete with her original internal interest, the two sides collide back and forth, and there is absolutely no intention to work together.
Duan Jiuniang is really a good player who kills people without paying for their lives. She only used the word "subdue" to sum up such a complicated process for Zhou Fei. She couldn't believe it, she really couldn't believe that Duan Jiuniang's "seven up and eight down" mind could contain a word-for-word formula.
Gradually, Zhou Fei lost her sense of the outside world. She didn't know whether it was cold or warm, day or night. Her weak consciousness was almost cut off several times.
She refused to admit that she was afraid of death, but she couldn't die silently in such a small yard while Qiu Tianji was still in a hurry to hunt her down. Zhou Fei thought that she would send Wu Chuchu back to Shu to find Wang Laofu. People, tell the bad news in person, and come back to seek revenge for Beidou... She even managed to get down the mountain, and she hadn't had time to see her father.
Zhou Fei repeated in her mind the reasons why she would never die no matter what, her thoughts were like sand, but the sand rolled along the same trajectory hundreds of thousands of times, and it almost became an obsession that could kill her life.
As evening approached, the old maid boiled a pot of water, wore cold steamed buns as hard as pebbles with a long skewer, heated them on the fire, and handed them to Wu Chuchu: "Girl, have something to eat."
Wu Chuchu stayed for a day in front of a Zhou Fei who didn't know whether to live or not, and Duan Jiuniang who was sitting next to her like an old nun. It was bleak, and it was a relief to not find a long rope to hang it on the spot, how could I still be in the mood to eat dry steamed buns
She smiled wryly, waved her hand to push back, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help talking to Duan Jiuniang, who had rarely been quiet for a day.
Wu Chuchu asked, "Madam, when will she be better?"
Duan Jiuniang opened her eyes, first glanced at her in confusion, then looked at Zhou Fei, Wu Chuchu's heart was hanging in her throat, lest Duan Jiuniang blurt out "Who are you, what's the matter".
Fortunately, after a while, Duan Jiuniang had a hard time remembering, she scrutinized Zhou Fei's face, frowned in confusion, held Zhou Fei's wrist, concentrated for a moment, and muttered: "Strange. "
Duan Jiuniang said, stood up, circled around Zhou Fei several times, and repeated the ins and outs of Ku Rong's hand to Wu Chuchu again. Except for "this exercise is very evil, if you don't make trouble, you will die", Wu Chuchu, a layman, didn't understand anything.
Duan Jiuniang raised her head and asked, "How long has it been?"
Wu Chuchu said, "It's been a whole day."
Duan Jiuniang frowned and murmured: "Strange... It's so strange, it stands to reason that people who come into contact with Kurong's true qi for the first time can last up to three hours, and those who can't hold on will die. If she can use Ku Rong's true qi for herself bit by bit, why is she still like this all day?"
Wu Chuchu burst into tears and said, "How could I know?"
Since Duan Jiuniang went crazy, she stopped thinking about everything. At first, she used her dust-covered brain, like a person who had been paralyzed for eight years and practiced walking on her legs.
Wu Chuchu was dizzy when she turned her eyes, and recalled Duan Jiuniang's words in a cloudy and foggy way, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly said: "Madam, you just said that your master is not willing to let Ku Rong go. Pass all your hands to you?"
Duan Jiuniang frowned and said, "That old ghost is uneasy and kind. He didn't intend to teach us, but he planned to use us to practice his skills. Naturally, he refused to teach him wholeheartedly."
Wu Chuchu didn't quite understand what it means to "practice his skills", so he ignored the past and didn't think about it, and said with his fingers: "Withering can pass on glory, and glory can pass on withering, that is to say, a person who trains his hands can only You can teach those who practice the glory hands, but not against the dry hands?"
Duan Jiuniang said, "That's natural."
"So in the end there were two people left, one withered and the other with prosperity, and neither of them could help each other to practice the exercises, which makes sense. But I heard the lady just say that after three years of your training, there are five remaining teachers. If you are a senior brother, then you must be all withered hands except for senior brother Ling, if your teacher is uneasy and kind, why are you not afraid that the four of you withered hands will pass on gong to each other?"
Duan Jiuniang replied as a matter of course: "That's naturally not possible, Kurong Shou is the strongest and domineering internal power mental method in the world, and it's the only one in the world, and it's not compatible with other kung fu. Three years later, after the internal strength is small, and then a diametrically opposite Kurong Zhenqi is introduced, isn't it courting death?"
Wu Chuchu's ominous premonition came true, and his face suddenly turned pale.
Duan Jiuniang asked impatiently, "So what?"
Wu Chuchu said slowly, "Madam, Fei has been practicing the 'other kung fu' you mentioned for more than ten years."
Duan Jiuniang: "..."
In fact, this truth, someone who has a little knowledge of martial arts, can understand it as soon as he hears it, but there is only a lunatic and two laymen who remember that one is a one. Zhou Fei understands it, but she has no chance to speak.
Duan Jiuniang was stunned for a while, and then said nonchalantly, "That's my negligence, but it's nothing, I see that her previous internal skills were also sparse and useless at all. The cultivation method is, if the old doesn't go away, the new doesn't come."
When Wu Chuchu heard it, his heart became even more bleak. According to this saying, reincarnation after death is also "the old will not go and the new will not come".
When Zhou Fei woke up, she found that she had been moved to the bed by someone. It was as if she had never closed her eyes in her life, and she couldn't help but want to sink into the bed and lie down for a long time, but soon, she felt something was wrong - her body was soft, and her hands and feet were not as heavy as they used to be!
Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment, and the "Boom" exploded in her mind. In an instant, all the sleepy bugs were gone. She grabbed the mattress and tried to prop herself up, but the frayed fingertips were gone. He managed to stop the bleeding with his broken nails, and it collapsed again after being caught.
With ten fingers connected to her heart, Zhou Fei made a "hiss" and fell back again.
Wu Chuchu was sitting on the chair next to her, so sleepy, she was alarmed by her movement, and hurriedly rushed over: "A Fei, are you alright?"
Zhou Fei's lips trembled a few times, but she didn't say anything. She ignored Wu Chuchu, her icy eyes fell on the door - Duan Jiuniang's great scourge was standing leaning against the door frame.
Zhou Fei didn't say a word, just propped herself up to sit up, and slowly grabbed the long knife at the head of the bed - seeing someone carrying a knife, it was similar to "serving tea to send a guest", and it had a fixed meaning.
Duan Jiuniang sensed her hostility, paused, stopped three feet away from her, and said with her hands behind her back, "I'll temporarily seal the two internal forces of your body with the method of transforming energy... How do you feel?"
Zhou Fei squeezed out two words between her teeth: "Temporarily?"
Duan Jiuniang nodded: "That's right, it's only temporary. After you cultivate for two days, I can take action to abolish your inner strength. Don't worry, it won't damage your meridians, and then you can enter my door smoothly."
Zhou Fei heard this strong buying and selling, her heart pounded and she took a few breaths. She felt that the pain that was like scraping skin and bones was about to come back. She had never been afraid of anything in her life, but at this moment, she couldn't help shrinking. I'm afraid that the unforgettable pain method will be repeated again. But the pain didn't come on, it seemed to be cut off by something soon, and there was only a constant dull pain left.
Zhou Fei thought she was pitiful and a little cute the night before, but now she really wanted to slash Duan Jiuniang's shit-stirring stick.
Unfortunately, she only had the strength to peel an apple at this time, and said coldly, "When did I say that I would put myself in your door?"
This is not the same as what Duan Jiuniang thought. The crazy woman said a little confused: "I am the only one in the world, so what's wrong with joining me? Besides, you are like this now. If you don't break the old and establish the new, you will not be able to live."
But Zhou Fei is tough but not tenacious. Who can bend and stretch
Forty-eight village generals don't take the difference of martial arts seriously. If someone told her in a good voice, she might not take the matter of "switching to other schools and learning kung fu from another family" seriously, but that Duan Jiuniang is crazy. At this stage of the field, she was still so mad, she didn't feel that she was wrong at all, and threatened her with life and death.
Zhou Fei immediately said without hesitation: "What kind of thing is Ku Rong's hand? It's not worthy to carry my shoes for me, even if I die, I won't learn it!"
"Ku Rong Hand" was the most proud title of Duan Jiuniang's life, how arrogant she was, she immediately became furious and grabbed Zhou Fei's shoulder: "You say it again..."
Zhou Fei blurted out, "What if I say it ten times? Duan Jiuniang, have you ever done something right in your life?"
The mad woman was stunned when she heard this, and the expression on her face seemed to be stabbed by someone.
Wu Chuchu whispered: "A Fei..."
Duan Jiuniang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly let go of Zhou Fei and muttered, "Yes, I have never done the right thing in my life."
When she has a clear mind, but can come and go anywhere in the world, she will act willfully and make mistakes again and again.
Now she knows that she was wrong back then, but she is old, stupid, can't remember things clearly, and has become a waste of trouble.
Duan Jiuniang stupidly turned around and left, and Wu Chuchu hurriedly called out, "Madam, wait..."
"Don't mind her!" Zhou Fei gritted her teeth and sat up. Just as she was about to take two steps, she felt her legs were as soft as cloth, and she hurriedly supported the ground with a long knife.
Wu Chuchu asked, "then what do you do?"
Zhou Fei felt that since she went down the mountain, she had been unfavorable in her fleeting years. She had never encountered a good thing, and her heart would be in a mess, but at this time, there was already a six gods and no masters next to her, so she could not follow along and join in the fun. , I had to pretend that it doesn't matter that "the sky is falling as a quilt", and said to Wu Chuchu, "You don't need to worry about it, it's no big deal."
She lamely appeased Wu Chuchu and walked around the room for a while, but after just a few steps, she felt a little flustered and short of breath. Zhou Fei seemed calm on the surface, but she couldn't help but panic in her heart, thinking anxiously: "This time I've become a shellless bastard."
Zhou Fei is very self-aware and understands that most of her confidence comes from the knife in her hand, but what if she doesn't even have the strength to carry the knife? Then she really didn't know what to do. Speaking of a bachelor, if it’s a big deal to waste and re-train, can it still be restored
How much can it recover
How many years will it take
Zhou Fei was completely at a loss as to what to do for a while.
This injury added to the injury, and I was so exhausted that I knew that I should lie down and recharge, but all the things were heavy in my heart, and I couldn't solve it, and I didn't dare to tell Wu Chuchu.
Zhou Fei tossed and turned for a while, and inadvertently touched something in her arms. Using the dim light in the room, she felt it out and saw that it was the thin booklet of Tao Te Ching. This thing was thin and light. He slipped it into his arms and pretended to be out, and he "succumbed to death".
Zhou Fei stared at it, thinking that she had nothing to live with and that she ended up being a company with it, she laughed at herself and flipped through it casually, hoping to use this book to "relieve a thousand sorrows in one sleep".