Sealing Sword Chapter 7: Born to Heaven

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Ye Fusheng caught the weak Xie Li, reached out his hand and knocked on his forehead with a thump: "Little bastard, he is used to looking for death!"

Chu Xiwei closed her eyes tightly, but keenly sensed that there was one more person, and turned her head to the side: "The two are..."

The woman moved her feet and moved lightly to fall beside them, reaching out to accept Xie Li without speaking. Ye Fusheng turned around. Although the light here is dim, there is a light source after all. He squinted for a while before recognizing that this person was the "Old Black Mountain Demon" before.

At this time, the woman’s left hand, which lacked a little finger, was stroking Xie Li’s face inch by inch. From the hair to the chin, even the dust on the earlobe was wiped away. Her The turbid eyes are rare to be clear, and the blood-stained eye sockets are filled with water mist, which is full of water, and finally a drop is held back.

She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse and unpleasant: "This is...Ali?"

Ye Fusheng nodded, she hugged Xie Li tightly for a while, then said for a while: "Too skinny, holding the bones."

Such a tone... Chu Xiwei's thoughts turned, her expression on her face remained unchanged, but she suddenly felt itchy on her face, she almost lifted her palm and slapped her instinct.

Ye Fusheng rolled his eyelids indifferently, and shook his hands again: "It's okay. Go back and apply the medicine. You'll be fine after seven or eight days."

For so long...Chu Xi frowned slightly and spoke very politely: "Your Excellency in pharmacology?"

Ye Fusheng shook his head: "It's nothing more than a long-term illness...Huh?"

Chu Xiwei suddenly raised her hand, grasping Ye Fusheng's wrist accurately, and groping all the way, touching the cocoon on the tiger's mouth and palm.

He held this hand, but praised: "Good knife."

Ye Fusheng got goosebumps when he touched it. Chu Xiwei was about to continue touching, but was left behind.

Ye Fusheng withdrew his hand and smiled: "I am Ye Fusheng, the guardian of Shuanshui Villa."

The right hand retracted into the sleeve unnaturally, just concealing an old tooth mark on the index finger, and he was relieved with a sigh of relief, as if hiding a piece of inverse scale that no one was allowed to touch.

Ye Fusheng? The corner of Chu Xi's lips twitched. When did Broshui Villa have such a person, who is not well-known, but has great ability.

How many thoughts he has turned in his heart, without showing any expression on his face: "Xia Chu Xiwei, thank you for your help."

Ye Fusheng looked at the fragments of the doll rolling to his feet, but said nothing.

The origin of the surname Chu is unknown, and he is even more fierce and resolute in starting. He is not a respectable person, let alone a good person who is justified.

What did he get involved in? Why did you save Xie Li?

Thinking of this, he moved with his hands behind his back, as if to stretch his fingers casually.

The woman squatting behind him trembled.

"...I will take you out." The woman stood up blankly, still holding Xie Li and not letting go, turned and walked towards the secret door where she and Ye Fu were born.

Ye Fusheng took two steps, and then remembered that a temporarily blind "Old Black Mountain Demon" was behind him, so he kindly turned back and asked: "Do you want to help?"

Chu Xiwei dropped her hands and smiled politely: "Thank you."

With this smile, his handsome eyebrows were instantly softened, his long eyebrows raised slightly, and his scarlet lips curled, as if the ghost suddenly became alive, adding the beauty of a thousand trees and flowers.

Qingben beauty, but how... a male.

Ye Fusheng shook his head, took a corner of Chu Xiwei's sleeve, and followed him with him.

Here extends in all directions, and there are secret doors between the stone chambers, but apart from the one just now, there is no dangerous place to fall into the trap. Upon discovering this, Ye Fusheng couldn't help but feel itchy in his hands--that **** seemed to be out of luck as well as the five elements.

However, in addition to the agency room, the rest of the stone rooms have mezzanine. This underwater secret seems to be split into two parts. If you are not proficient in the secret passages here, I am afraid you can only walk through half of them, and the remaining half are still hidden in the dark Behind the door.

Only a few simple items and rows of empty weapon racks were placed exposed to the outside, thought to be used by the owners of the past dynasties when retreating here; the space in the mezzanine is different, although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, only the food, shelter, and transportation are small. It's the same, but it's already covered in dust and dilapidated. I think someone used to live here, but now it's gone.

Ye Fusheng kept these in mind as he walked, "Old Black Mountain Demon" was quiet like a puppet that he could pull. He turned his head abruptly, and stared at him with his dim eyes.

Even if he knew that this person could not see things at this time, Ye Fusheng still felt uncomfortable, as if he felt his gaze stayed, and Chu Xiwei asked: "What do you think of me?"

Justified and confident, opening my eyes is nothing more than telling lies.

Ye Fusheng blinked, shamelessly: "You look good, you want to sleep with you."

Chu Xiwei: "..."

The woman who walked in front slapped her feet and almost threw Xie Li to the ground.

Ye Fusheng tugged at his sleeve, pretending to be coy: "I am a broken sleeve, and you still put the sleeve in my hand. What is it that is not a hint? I see, it is better to wait after we go out, we two ……"

Chu Xiwei pulled the sleeves back and interrupted him: "Thanks to the love, I don't mean it here."

Ye Fusheng continued to finish the last half of the sentence: "It's better to wait after we go out, and we will go back to each house and take a shot and break up."

Chu Xiwei: "..."

There is such a shameless person in the world, but unfortunately he is not lucky and can't see Ye Fusheng's wicked smile at this moment, otherwise there is enough reason to shoot him full of flowers.

Chu Xiwei's hands caged in his sleeves slowly clenched into fists, but his face smiled. He was born handsome and unadorned, and he only needs to raise his eyebrows and the corners of his lips to create a confusing color.

Ye Fusheng thought for no reason of the beautiful monsters in the story of Liao Zhai. Most of them are not good, regardless of men and women.

He felt that he had finally recovered this life. Before he fulfilled his promise, he could no longer be scornful, so he said a few words "Lose is emptiness", turned his head like a gentleman, and deliberately amplified the sound of his footsteps. Chu Xiwei didn't need to hold him, and could move forward without hindrance.

The chains left on the woman's body rattled with the action, and she held the sleepy Xie Li in her arms, turning around all the way, making people dizzy. After passing through the last stone chamber and entering a long narrow corridor, Chu Xiwei felt a gentle breeze slowly blowing on her face even if she could not see.

Presumably, the end of the tunnel is the exit. When he thought of this, he did not relax, but became more vigilant. There has never been a lack of fools who capsize in the gutter.

He couldn't see it, so naturally he didn't know Ye Fusheng's surprising appearance.

This tunnel was actually built through a block of boulders, with wind at the end but no door.

At the end of the tunnel, there is a broken dragon stone weighing more than a thousand catties, and there are artificially cast slabs on both sides of the rock wall. Not to mention people, I am afraid that even a fly can't fly out.

This should have been a dead end.

But on the Broken Dragon Stone, a crack was excavated by someone with a weapon. Adults had to bow their shoulders and shrink their necks to barely pass through. The stone surface was still densely mottled, like a cobweb that had been covered over the years.

Several thick and broken swords were scattered on the ground. Ye Fusheng finally knew why there was no inch of iron in the weapon room he had passed by before. They were all folded here.

He squatted down, picked up a broken iron sword and touched it carefully. There was no other damage except for the fracture. It can be seen that it is extremely rare for people to practice martial arts.

There are still blood stains on the hilt, because too many years have passed, the color has been dimmed, and it is vaguely visible that it is a handprint.

Dripping water through rocks is not a day's work.

Ye Fusheng took a deep breath and listened to the woman faintly said: "This is a dead end."

Ye Fusheng put down the broken sword and rubbed the crack on the broken dragon stone: "But someone has gone out alive."

"If someone leaves alive, someone will die."

"If he doesn't leave, will he have both?"

The woman froze for a moment and laughed: "Time is also a matter of fate, it is inevitable."

These endless conversations between the two of them condensed the suspicion in Chu Xiwei's heart into rain and became confused.

The woman reluctantly touched Xie Li's face, and handed him to Ye Fusheng, and said dumbly: "I can only send it to this step, you go, don't come again."

Chu Xiwei raised her eyebrows, and listened to Ye Fusheng's words: "As soon as the years are gone, my wife doesn't want to see the old man again?"

"I'm used to being a dead person who doesn't see the sun." Fingers carefully touched Xie Li's eyes, her fingertips stretched out inadvertently, she seemed to be thinking about someone by imagining what he will look like when he grows up. .

For a long time, the woman lifted the messy long hair in front of her, and she smiled, faintly visible in the past.

"I am afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, and I am more afraid of things being right and wrong."

Seeing things and thinking about people, things are not people... Either way, it shows that this woman is an old acquaintance of Broken Water Villa.

Chu Xiwei thought in her heart, Ye Fusheng was silent for a moment, and said: "Then, do you have anything to ask the madam? But I have some trust, don't dare to resign."

"I'm a dead person, do I still use you to go to the grave to burn incense?" The woman smiled, and suddenly stopped. She looked into Ye Fusheng's arms and changed her mouth, "Or, you let Ali ...Eat more meat."

Ye Fusheng was startled, then laughed: "Okay!"

His words fell silent, and Chu Xiwei heard a rustling iron chain dragging sound. Soon, there was only the breathing of the three of them in this space.

Ye Fusheng pointed a finger on Xie Li's chest, and the boy suddenly choked, almost coughing out the lung tube, his small face flushed.

Without waiting for him to ask the accusation, Ye Fusheng said the wicked first complained: "Young Master, if you are not bold and younger, can you faint with just a few battles?"

Xie Li: "Ah...I saw a woman..."

Ye Fusheng continued to yell: "What's a girl? A woman? The little boy who doesn't have all the hair starts to think about women, he is very talented!"

Xie Li: "No, I..."

Ye Fusheng: "Now we have to go out of this ghost place, come, see this seam? It's so narrow, you can become an embroidery needle so I can carry you with me, so I'm numb and go by myself. Understand?"

Xie Li: "...understand."

Such a shameless act of robbing the white with big bullying and shamelessness made Chu Xiwei amazed and felt that she had gained insight.

Now three people account for most of the old, weak, sick and disabled. Ye Fusheng looked at the little bunny who was less than four-foot-six in height, and then at the temporarily lame "Black Mountain Old Demon", suddenly he was struggling. In desperation, he had to ask the two to wait here, and went in to find the way.

Passing through the cracks in the long stone, Ye Fusheng saw a winding upward stone steps, which was thick with dust because no one passed for too long. He fumbled carefully for a while, and didn't touch any mechanism. He thought it was safe.

The forbidden area under the Wanghai Tide is where the former owners of Broken Water Villa retreat and practice martial arts. Naturally, it will not be a desperate situation. Thinking of this, Ye Fusheng remembered the huge boulder behind him and the stone chamber that had been split into light and dark. The arc of his mouth became wider and wider.

Just as I was thinking, footsteps came from far above the stairs, as if someone was dragging down slowly.

Ye Fusheng's eyes condensed, his right hand habitually reached his waist, but he felt empty. He was startled, and the three-pointed helplessness on his face turned into a seven-pointed wry smile.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer, and along with a lonely candlelight, someone is picking up the steps with a white paper lantern, blue robe and green shirt, pale complexion with iron blue, just like a ghost.

Ye Fusheng clasped his fist and said: "Thanks to the owner."