Chapter Forty-Three Parting Bitterness, Sadness and Tears
[Volume 1: Soldier’s Career] Chapter 43: Painful farewell, sad tears
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Chapter 43: The pain of parting and the tears of sadness
What Guo Fei was thinking of was the rope he got from the underground fire lake. The rope was as thick as an arm and made of unknown materials. It had a layer of black enamel on the outside and tiny threads could be faintly seen inside. It was not afraid of the raging fire.
, it is extremely tough. If it is separated and made into a weapon similar to the ribbon in the symbol space, it is very suitable for dancers.
Naturally, Guo Fei did not tell Hu Xiaoyue in front of the store clerk in the store. Instead, he quietly told her after leaving the store.
"Master, leave this to me, I can knit it."
"Can you knit?" Guo Fei was surprised.
"I have lived in a mountain village with farmers for many years, and I am used to seeing how they weave. As long as I find a farmer, they usually have such weaving tools. I will go and ask around. I think the place where clothes are sold should know such a farmer."
Hu Xiaoyue said thoughtfully.
"That's fine, you can wait for me in this market town. I'm going to Heibi to meet a benefactor and wait for me when I come back." Hu Xiaoyue now has the Dancer True Cyclone and the Demon Guard cultivation of Fake Pill. She should be able to protect herself here.
, and Guo Fei had a mental connection with her through the soldier talisman space, so he thought there shouldn't be any problems, so he gave her instructions and left alone to Heibi.
The scenery in the slave barracks remained the same, but Guo Fei was feeling very excited at this time. In the blink of an eye, he had been in a different world for nearly eight months. Although he was still weak, he already had the confidence to stand in this world.
Thinking of Uncle Wen who had led him through the difficulties, Guo Fei's heart warmed, and his figure fluttered, taking advantage of the night to rush into the slave barracks. With Guo Fei's body skills, the soldiers guarding the barracks could not find him.
"You're back!" Guo Fei's figure rushed into the blacksmith courtyard and heard a faint greeting.
Guo Fei looked up and saw that Uncle Wen was sitting on the stone bench in the center of the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky without looking at Guo Fei behind him. Guo Fei took out the wine and meat he had brought with him and placed them on the stone table.
Uncle Wen didn't say anything. He gently picked up the wine gourd and drank a big gulp. He looked up at the sky again and slowly stood up.
Guo Fei was suddenly startled. When Uncle Wen was sitting on the stool, he was still an ordinary little old man. The moment he stood slowly, he felt that his momentum suddenly increased. His rickety body was as straight as a javelin, and there was a faint feeling all over his body.
In the white light, the "slave mark" on the face suddenly cracked and turned into powder and fell. It turned out to be a human leather mask. Guo Fei stayed with him for so long without even noticing it.
At this time, Uncle Wen's face was as resolute as a knife. Although his appearance remained the same, Guo Fei almost didn't recognize him.
"I have been sinking here for twenty years. During these twenty years, I have always thought about what people live for. My wife and children were brutally murdered in front of me, but I was like a drowned dog and fled to the end of the world, hiding in this place where no one knew me.
Am I, Qin Wen, going to be like this all my life? I’m not willing to do that!" Uncle Wen said, raising his head and taking another sip of wine.
"The Ji family of the Spiritual Clan, even if I can't get my revenge, I will bite you even if I die. Otherwise, how can I see my wife and children again after death? How can my son recognize me as a cowardly father?"
Guo Fei looked at Uncle Wen in front of him and was speechless. He didn't know what happened to him. He saw that the white light outside his body became more and more intense, and there was a faint golden light.
"Guo Fei, you and I have always regarded you as my son. Remember, in this life, don't imitate your Uncle Wen. A man must stand upright, repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. Don't back down. I will hide from my enemies for twenty years."
Years ago, I left behind a lot of regrets and heard scoldings from my wife and children every day. Now I have made up my mind. If I didn’t want to see you again, I would have left a long time ago. I probably won’t be able to meet you again. This is what I leave to you.
Yours, I think your five elements should belong to gold. You can test the attributes of the five elements again. If my guess is good, you can practice this set of "Golden Dao Lung Sutra"." Uncle Wen said, taking out a beast book from his arms.
The book written in leather was placed on the stone table.
"The Lung Meridian of the Golden Path!" Guo Fei said in surprise. It's not like he has no knowledge now. All the training methods involving the position of the five internal organs of the human body are extremely precious, especially the advanced ones. The five elements belong to the body of metal.
"Source" is hidden in the lungs, Guo Fei heard what Zhao Xue said.
"This is a technique that can only be practiced by the royal family of the Great Qin Empire. Well, it doesn't matter if I pass it on to you, I want to see what they can do to me." Uncle Wen seemed quite excited, and then sighed: "It's just that this
This set of exercises only reaches the source state. As for the first level of the transformation state, I figured it out. The subsequent exercises are in the Great Qin Empire. If you practice this set of exercises diligently, after twenty or thirty years, with your understanding, you should be able to
I can break through the Source Realm, have martial arts cultivation, and can protect myself, so I feel relieved."
"Uncle Wen, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. When I grow up, we will take revenge together. Why rush it for a moment?" Although Guo Fei didn't understand what was going on, he got a general idea.
Guo Fei didn't know what to do with the Ji family of the Spirit Clan, but Guo Fei had seen the power of the Jiang family of the Spirit Clan, and he thought that coming to the Ji family wouldn't be bad. To seek revenge against them would be to risk death.
"I have been waiting for twenty years. If I wait any longer, I will collapse. People can die, but they cannot die in humiliation. Guo Fei, take care of yourself and live well." After Uncle Wen finished speaking, a golden light appeared on his body.
, he raised his feet and flew away in the golden light.
Guo Fei was stunned, but then he shouted: "Uncle Wen, how can I find you in the future?"
"Qin Wen of the Great Qin Empire of Zhongzhou. If I die, never say that I know Qin Wen. Take care!" A golden light shot away, looking extremely dazzling in the dark night.
"Uncle Wen!" Guo Fei sat on the stone bench in a daze, tears streaming down his face unknowingly.
"The Ji family of the Spirit Tribe, even if you are the god, if Uncle Wen has any shortcomings, I swear to destroy your Ji family." Guo Fei mixed his tears with wine and drank up all the wine in the wine gourd. Each sip was taken.
, Guo Fei said seriously.
"It's time to go." Guo Fei sighed heavily and put the book left by Uncle Wen into the soldier's talisman space. He sat here for three whole days, drank several bottles of wine, his mind was dizzy, and his heart was confused.
However.
Qin Wen, Guo Fei regarded him as the only elder, relative in the world, and even his relatives in the previous life had never cared about him so much. Guo Fei never imagined that he had such a high level of cultivation and could leap in the air. But even though he had such a high level
Because of his cultivation, his wife and children died tragically without daring to resist at all. He was also chased by the Ji family like a lost dog, and was forced to remain anonymous and turned into a slave soldier.
Qin Wen's heart was bleeding, and Guo Fei's heart was bleeding too. For the first time, Guo Fei felt his own insignificance, and the heart-wrenching pain of being helpless deeply stimulated Guo Fei.
"We must become stronger!" Guo Fei tidied his clothes, put the book on the stone table into the soldier talisman space, stood up and left.
This slave barracks is basically in a semi-abandoned state. The ghost tribe was defeated and the war was suspended. Very few people came here. In three days, no one came here.
The moon was sparse and the stars were blowing, and the cold wind was blowing. Guo Fei left quietly under the moonlight.
"Eh!" Guo Fei was walking when his mind suddenly became tense, and a wave of fear entered his mind from the soldier talisman space.
"Something happened to Hu Xiaoyue!" Guo Fei was startled, and his figure suddenly turned into a black afterimage and galloped forward.