"Faking death is not a clever idea."

The voice that followed was as sharp as the chirping of cicadas. Although it was very low, it penetrated the wind, rain and thunder, as if the speaker was standing face to face with Wei Shu.

This voice made her feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity. After a while, a pockmarked square face that should have been unfamiliar to her but was now extremely familiar to her broke through the fog in her mind and appeared in front of her eyes.

"Gookba."

Wei Shu said the name.

Confused, but decisively, he spat out these two words.

At that moment, she felt like she was reading a book in the dark. She was not the one turning the pages, nor was she holding the light. The only thing she could do was read.

At this time, the pages of the book "squeaked" and turned to the page belonging to Gou Ba. The candlelight moved slowly, revealing some old things and memories.

As a result, she was able to learn a little about the past related to Gou Ba, but more information was still hidden in the dark.

"What are you here for?"

Wei Shu continued, thus calming down the ups and downs in her heart like a sea of ​​anger.

This is not my voice.

She thought. But the next moment, she suddenly had the thought "This is exactly my voice."

When she was fifteen or sixteen years old, she had such a soft throat voice, but now, she is already in her forties.

The man whose name was mentioned did not respond, as if he had fled into the night.

In an instant, the coldness was like maggots on the tarsal bones, suddenly crawling all over Wei Shu's body. In response to the thought, warm currents arose in her body, gathering in her waist and abdomen, and condensing in her elbows and knees.

Wei Shu once again moved three feet close to the ground in an incredible posture, then twisted her waist and turned around, touching the ground with one knee. At the same time, her left hand reached into her sleeve, and three small, cold iron tools were clasped in her palm.

When the sharp blades lightly touched her fingertips, Wei Shu immediately traced their shapes in her mind:

One and a half inches long, shaped like a pen tip, with a blood groove on one side.

These are three iron awls made of fine iron. They are also... my... usual hidden weapon.

She thought a little dazedly.

From lying prone to lying on the ground on guard, this response was like flowing water, and the warm breath in her body also moved more freely. Even though this was only the second time for Wei Shu, her body seemed to have been tempered for thousands of times. You can make the most accurate judgment without much thinking.

The rain was pouring heavily, and the pouring rain whips struck tirelessly on the eaves, as if they were going to smash the fallen temple to pieces.

In the darkness, the two people faced each other silently, fearful of each other, but full of murderous intent.

At this time, Wei Shu could already see everything in front of her clearly.

The warm current in her body not only gave her unimaginable power, but also made her ears and eyesight sharp, and even her thoughts seemed to be a little clearer.

Not only did she clearly see that she was currently in a ruined temple, with the walls outside the mullioned window being low and dilapidated, but she also saw clearly that five feet in front of her, Gouba, who was dressed in Geyi and looked like an old farmer.

Wei Shu had never seen this person before.

However, memories of Gou Ba emerged in the fog of his mind, and there were also records of his encounters with him several times in the book.

A headache struck, intensifying the entanglement of these two memories. Wei Shu took a long breath, and her lungs were soaked by the cold air, suppressing the sudden dull pain.

At this time, Gouhachi was lying low, his face expressionless, and he was holding his weapon - an iron hook in his hand.

The tip of the hook made of iron is only a few inches long, like the fangs of a hungry wolf, glowing faintly in the night. The curved hook is covered with rust, as if it has not been polished for many years, and the yellow-brown The spots spread all the way to the front of the hook handle and then stopped abruptly.

Wei Shu felt awe-inspiring.

She knew how vicious this weapon was.

Even if only the surface of the skin is scratched by the tip of the hook, the rust attached afterwards can penetrate into the flesh. The wounds caused are extremely dangerous. If the contamination in the blood cannot be removed and detoxified in time, even if only a trace of contamination reaches the internal organs, it will be a near-death situation.

, even if the gods come, it will be difficult to save them.

At this moment, Wei Shu was not surprised by her familiarity with this weapon, as she clearly knew that Gou Ba was here to kill her.

This abandoned mountain temple was the killing array he set up.

Although she didn't understand where the other party's murderous intention came from, Wei Shu knew that she also wanted to kill him. In fact, her murderous intention was stronger than that of Gou Ba.

She desperately wanted the other person to die.

She raised her hand and wiped it at the corner of her lips. As expected, it was covered with wetness. The sweet smell in her throat went straight to her nose. Wei Shu couldn't help but retched twice.

This body suffered serious internal injuries.

She had this idea.

Blood dripping from the mouth and nose is a sign of internal injury. Occasionally, there will be a very cold feeling in the Dantian three inches below the navel. When the internal energy passes through the heart and lungs, there is also a very familiar sense of blockage, as if the body has been here.

It feels like I have lived for a long time.

Wei Shu allowed her thoughts to run according to a certain routine, and came to an initial conclusion about the situation in front of her:

Borrowing corpses to bring back souls.

There is no more appropriate statement than this.

Before Wei Shu "awoke", the ray of soul that was supposed to exist in her body had died due to serious injuries.

Wei Shu replaced her.

However, the memories that should have belonged to "her" were sealed in the depths of her mind, and could only be touched occasionally, but not fully known.

As soon as the thought fell, the Dantian suddenly became hot, and the hot energy spurted to the wrist in an instant. After a brief pause, it quickly divided into three parts:

One is long and condensed, the other is short and powerful, and the other is twisting and turning, and each of them has a hidden power.

"Whoosh——"

Three iron cones came out of the hand, but there was only one sound as they broke through the air.

Gou Ba seemed to have expected it, and without even thinking about it, his heels hit the ground, and his body flew into the air like a swift arrow.

Almost at the moment he jumped up, the first iron cone flew past the sole of his boot. He twisted his waist in mid-air to use his strength, and flicked the five-foot deadly hook in the opposite direction.

"Dang", there was a loud noise, and the second iron cone hit the hook body. The strong internal force attached to the hidden weapon made his tiger's mouth numb, his blood flowed slightly, and half of his arms became stiff for a breath.

He snorted coldly, moved sideways, and the hunting wind lifted up the broken window paper. The tip of the high hook rotated half a circle and stretched upward, just in time to catch the beam above his head.

At this moment, the third iron cone came quietly behind him.

Gou Ba seemed to have a blind eye on his back, his shoulders hunched slightly, his body rolled up like a spiritual ape, turned over and jumped onto the beam, and after settling down, he immediately reached back with his backhand.

There was a very small tear in the back of the outer robe. It was probably torn by the strong wind from an iron cone, but the soft armor next to the body was fine.

He lowered his body slightly, adjusted his breathing secretly, cast his lowered eyes towards Wei Shu, murderous intent surged, but was hidden and silent.

All three hidden weapons missed, and Wei Shu felt as if she was used to it, as if she and Gou Ba had fought like this countless times. She knew every move of the iron hook, just as the other party also knew her well.

, the trend of her three hidden weapons was accurately calculated as soon as it came.

However, how can anything in this world remain unchanged?

For example, Wei Shu was originally the Princess of Zheng and later the Empress of Liang, but overnight she became "one who died in the fire", a fugitive on the run, and later a noblewoman who was widowed with her son, assisting her children.

The emperor's queen mother, the queen who ascended the throne... until now, she has become a nameless person with unknown identity and origin.

Wei Shu raised her head slightly and stared at the man entrenched on the top of the beam. Wei Shu's hand hanging at her waist reached to the side and she was already holding the iron handle wrapped with mulberry and hemp.

She drew her sword.


Chapter completed!