Legend of Fei Chapter 39: Walking off

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Wu Chuchu had nothing to do, so she waited silently. Unexpectedly, she waited from dark to dawn, then from dawn to dark, and the servants of the Zhu Mansion came to deliver meals twice, each time When she knocked on the door outside the courtyard, she would be frightened for a while. Every moment, Wu Chuchu couldn't help but reach out and probe Zhou Fei's nose for fear that she would die silently.

Ku Rong's true qi was like a group of uninvited guests, rushing around Zhou Fei's body, wherever he went, although the skin was intact, the flesh and blood inside seemed to be mixed up. He went all the way and exploded all the way, and then forced in aggressively. In a sea of ​​anger, she was fighting against her original inner breath, and the two sides collided back and forth, without any intention of wanting to work together.

Duan Jiuniang is really a good hand at killing people and not paying for their lives. For such a complicated process, she only used the word "conquer" to summarize it to Zhou Fei, not to mention the exercises, even if there is no formula-even if there is Zhou Fei didn't dare to listen, she couldn't believe that Duan Jiuniang's "seven ups and eight downs" mind could hold a verbatim formula.

Gradually, Zhou Fei lost her perception of the outside world. She didn't know whether it was cold or warm outside, day or night, and her weak consciousness was almost cut off several times, but finally there was a thread hanging there teeteringly. .

She refused to admit that she was afraid of death, but she could not die silently in such a small yard while Qiu Tianji was still searching for her in despair. Zhou Fei thought that she would also send Wu Chuchu back to Shuzhong. I found Mrs. Wang, told me the bad news in person, and had to come back to seek revenge from Beidou... She even went down the mountain before she had time to meet her father.

Zhou Fei repeated these reasons for not being able to die anyway, thinking like sand, but the gravel rolled hundreds of times along the same track, and it almost became a hanged one. Obsession.

At the end of the evening, the old servant woman boiled a pot of water, wore cold buns that were as hard as pebbles with a long sign, and heated it over the fire and handed it to Wu Chuchu: "Girl, have something to eat."

Wu Chuchu faced a Zhou Fei who knew nothing about life and death, and another Duan Jiuniang who was sitting next to him like an old nun entering the Ding, stayed there for a day. There was nothing to do, so she could only think about her tumultuously and wandering past. In the future, my heart is bleak, and I am relieved not to find a long rope to hang him on the spot. How can I still have the mood to eat dry buns?

She smiled bitterly, waved her hand and refused, hesitated, and finally couldn't help but talk to Duan Jiuniang who had been quiet for a rare day.

Wu Chuchu asked: "Madam, when will she get better?"

Duan Jiuniang opened her eyes, first glanced at her in confusion, then 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, Duan Jiuniang remembered with difficulty after a while. She looked at Zhou Fei's face again, and frowned seemingly inexplicably, pressing on Zhou Fei's wrist, concentrating for a moment, and muttered: "Strange."

Duan Jiuniang said, stood up, circled Zhou Fei several times, and babbled the ins and outs of Ku Rong's hand again and again to Wu Chuchu. Except for "This technique is very enchanting, if you don't make trouble, you will die", Wu Chuchu, a layman, didn't understand anything.

Duan Jiuniang raised her head and asked her: "How long has it been?"

Wu Chuchu said: "It's been a whole day."

Duan Jiuniang frowned and murmured: "Weird...it's so weird. It stands to reason that the first contact with Ku Rong Zhenqi can last up to three hours, and those who can't support it will die. In the past, it was natural to turn Ku Rong Zhenqi into her own use bit by bit. Why did she still do this all day long?"

Wu Chuchu burst into tears and said: "How would I know?"

Since his madness, Duan Jiuniang no longer thinks about everything. At first he used his dusty brain, like a man who had been paralyzed for eight years, practicing walking with his legs-basically unable to move, so he had to pull the donkey on the spot. Go round and round.

Wu Chuchu was dizzy when she turned her eyes, and she recalled the words in the cloud and mist of Duan Jiuniang, suddenly felt something was wrong in her heart, and said anxiously: "Madam, you just said that your master doesn't Will you pass all the dry hands to you?"

Duan Jiuniang frowned and said: "The old ghost is uneasy and kind, not deliberately trying to teach us, but basically intending to use us to practice his functions, naturally he refuses to teach him wholeheartedly."

Wu Chuchu didn’t know much about what it meant to "practice for him", so he ignored the past and didn’t think about it. People who can only pass the gong to those who practice Rongshou, but not against withered hands?"

Duan Jiuniang said: "That's natural."

"So in the end there are two people left, one withered and one glorious. No one can help each other to practice the exercises. This makes sense. But I heard my wife just say that after you learned art for three years, Shimen There are five brothers left, so except for Ling, they are all withered hands. If the teacher is uneasy and kind, why are you not afraid of the four withered hands to pass on the exercises to each other?"

Duan Jiuniang naturally replied: "That is naturally impossible. Ku Rong Shou is the most powerful and domineering inner power mental method in the world. Qi, otherwise three years later, if the internal strength is small, and then introduce a diametrically opposite Rong Rong true Qi, wouldn’t it be death?"

Wu Chuchu's ominous premonition became true, and his face turned pale.

Duan Jiuniang asked impatiently: "What?"

Wu Chuchu slowly said: "Madam, A Fei has practiced what you call'Between Kung Fu' for more than ten years."

Duan Jiuniang: "..."

Actually, someone who knows a little bit of martial arts can understand this. But here are only a lunatic and two laymen who think of one and the other. Zhou Fei understands it, but he has no chance to speak.

Duan Jiuniang was stunned for a while, and then said nonchalantly: "That was my negligence, but it's okay. I see that her previous internal strength training is also sparse, and it is useless at all. If you conflict, Abolition of the previous exercise is, the old one won’t go away, the new one won’t come."

When Wu Chuchu heard this, his heart immediately became more dismal--according to these words, 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 else. She seemed to have never closed her eyes in her entire life, and couldn't help but want to get stuck in the bed and lie down on the ground, but soon, she felt something was wrong-her body was soft, her hands and feet were so heavy that they were not as heavy as the original pair. !

Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment, and there was a "boom" in her mind. In an instant, all of the hundred and eighty sleepworms ran away. She grabbed a handful of mattresses hard, trying to support herself, but those frayed His fingertips and broken nails finally stopped bleeding, and they broke apart again by this grasp.

With ten fingers connected to the heart, Zhou Fei hissed and fell back again.

Wu Chuchu was sitting on a chair next to him, so sleepy, he was alarmed by her movement, and hurriedly rushed over: "A Fei, are you okay?"

Zhou Fei's lips trembled a few times, without speaking. She ignored Wu Chuchu, her cold eyes fell to the door-Duan Jiuniang was standing leaning against the door frame.

Zhou Fei didn't say a word, she just sat up with her own support, and slowly grabbed the long knife at the head of the bed.

Duan Jiuniang sensed her hostility, paused, stopped three feet away from her, and said with her hand, "I temporarily sealed two internal forces in your body with the method of transforming kung fu...How do you feel?" /

Zhou Fei squeezed out two words from his teeth: "For now?"

Duan Jiuniang nodded: "Yes, it's just for the time being. After you cultivate for two days, I can take action to abolish your internal strength. Don't worry, it won't damage your meridians, and then you will be able to join my door smoothly."

After hearing this strong buying and selling, Zhou Fei's heart surged, and she took a few breaths, feeling that the pain of peeling skin and bones was about to come back again. She had never been afraid of anything in her life, but at this moment, she couldn't help but shrink. After a while, lest he repeat the painful method that is unforgettable. But the pain didn't come on, and it was quickly cut off by something, leaving only a continuous dull pain.

Zhou Fei thought she was pitiful and cute the night before, but she really wanted to cut Duan Jiuniang's dung stick a thousand times.

Unfortunately, at this time, she only had the strength to peel an apple, and said coldly: "When did I say I want to invest in your door?"

This is different from what Duan Jiuniang thought. The mad woman was a little confused and said, "I have to walk the world alone, what's not good about putting it under my door? Besides, if you are like this, if you don't break the old and build the new, you won't be able to live. "

But Zhou Fei is tough and not tenacious. Where is the person who can bend and stretch?

Forty-eight villages do not take seriously the distinction of sects. If someone tells her kindly, she might not take the matter of "switching to another school and learning other people’s kung fu" seriously, but that Duan Jiuniang went crazy to this field, she was still mad, she didn't feel that she was wrong, and threatened her life and death.

Zhou Fei immediately said without hesitation: "What is the Ku Rong hand? I don't deserve to carry shoes, I won't learn even if I die!"

"Ku Rongshou" is Duan Jiuniang's most proud name in her life. How proud she is. She was furious and grabbed Zhou Fei's shoulder: "You say it again..."

Zhou Fei blurted out: "How about I repeat ten times? Duan Jiuniang, have you ever done the right thing in your life?"

The crazy woman was stunned when she heard this, as if she had been stabbed by someone.

Wu Chuchu whispered: "A Fei..."

Duan Jiuniang stood there for a moment, and suddenly let go of Zhou Fei, muttering: "Yes, in my whole life, it really is a right thing and I haven't done it."

When she has a clear mind and can come and go anywhere in the world, she will be willful and make mistakes again and again.

Now she knows that she was wrong back then, but she is old, stupid, can't remember things, and has become a waste of trouble.

Duan Jiuniang turned around foolishly and left, Wu Chuchu hurriedly called: "Madam, wait..."

"Leave her alone!" Zhou Fei gritted her teeth and sat up. Just about to take two steps, she felt that her legs were as soft as cloth, and she was busy supporting the ground with a long knife.

Wu Chuchu asked: "Then what do you do?"

Zhou Fei feels that since she came down the mountain, she has been unfavorable as fleeting years. She has never encountered a good thing. This is also a mess in her heart, but at this time there is already a Liushen Wuzhu next to her, and she is not good anymore. After joining in the fun, I had to pretend that it didn’t matter that the sky was falling, and I said to Wu Chuchu: "You don’t have to worry about it, it’s not a big deal."

She pacified Wu Chuchu lamely, and barely walked a few times in the house, but a few steps, she was a little flustered and short of breath. Zhou Fei seemed calm on the surface, but involuntarily panicked in her heart, feeling nervous Thought: "This time I have become a **** without a shell."

Zhou Fei is very self-aware, knowing that most of her confidence comes from the knife in her hand, but what if she doesn't even have the strength to lift the knife? Then she really didn't know what to do. To say a bachelor’s word, if it’s a waste, it’s a big deal to practice again, but can it be restored?

How much can you recover?

How many years will it take?

Zhou Fei had no bottom in his heart, and for a while, he didn't know where to go.

The injury was worsening, and I was too exhausted. I knew I should lie down and recharge my energy, but everything was heavy in my heart, there was no way to solve it, and I didn't dare to talk to Wu Chuchu.

Zhou Fei tossed over and over for a long while, accidentally touched something in his arms, and took a look through the dim light in the room. It was the thin "Tao De Jing" pamphlet, which was thin and light. At that time, she took it into her arms and pretended to be "survived".

Zhou Fei stared at it, thinking that she had nothing to do with her in the end, so she laughed at herself, read it casually, and wanted to use this book to "solve thousands of sorrows in one sleep".