Xu Qingmu has been staying with Wang Leifang for the past two days, studying medical skills and acupuncture points seriously.
The two masters, Wo Long and Feng Chu, are so greedy that they insist on studying with Vice Captain Wang. They talk about living and learning, but they don't even read a bit of knowledge in medical books. They really can't stop it, that shameless Li Chengru He just scratched his head and said that the words in the book were too difficult to read, and nine times out of ten he didn't recognize them, so he had to rely on Wang Leifang to demonstrate by himself. He offered many times to lie on the ground and make a mannequin for Xu Qingmu to learn from.
The old beggar was finally convinced once and for all. Look, the world's literary sage said that he didn't know how to read! With such shameless energy, he, a man with half a foot on the land and a swordsman, fell to the ground.
However, Xu Qingmu learned a lot more knowledge. With Old Man Li's personal practice, he learned much faster than just using books. Coupled with Xu Qingmu's extraordinary memory, he memorized 720 acupuncture points on the human body in just two days. Especially the 108 vital points and the 36 fatal points are particularly clear in my memory. Unfortunately, on the third day, Captain Shen really couldn't stand the old man Li. Whenever Wang Leifang stretched out her delicate hand to press his acupuncture points, there would always be a burst of death. He couldn't help but moaned with great enjoyment. So he stabbed his sword next to Old Man Li, and then he was replaced by another soldier.
Old Man Li sighed and went to study the eighty-one records with the old beggar again.
As Xu Qingmu's understanding of human body acupuncture points became more thorough, on the fourth day, Li Chengru sent a boxing heart sutra without a name and only four big words on the cover: Don't ask for help from outside. Xu Qingmu took it and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for so long God, why are you willing to take it out?" Old Man Li chuckled: "This book is too overbearing and requires very strong endurance of the meridians. Remember to fully master the functions of the sixteen main acupuncture points in the body before starting to practice boxing. However, Fortunately, the first three chapters of this book are all about ways to strengthen your body, so you can practice with confidence."
Xu Qingmu did not refuse, but looked at Li Chengru and said, "Tell me what you need." His tone was calm, as if he had negotiated a deal that had been settled long ago.
Li Chengru followed the example of the old beggar, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I said I am in a good mood, do you want to send you a letter?"
Xu Qingmu took out the secret book and prepared to throw it back.
"Okay, I said." As the smile gradually disappeared, it was replaced by endless loneliness. Xu Qingmu felt a heart-breaking desolation and loneliness, like the veteran who lived alone on the battlefield, alone and leaning on a broken flagpole, with everything devastated. Looking sadly at the dead bodies everywhere, thinking about the world leisurely, and crying with sadness. Li Chengru raised his eyes and looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him, and said slowly: "If there is such a day, please take care of millions of people."
Normally, Xu Qingmu would have kicked her away. Such mindless words would be more upsetting than those hooligan words directed at beautiful women. But at this moment, the old man did not look like a joke. The expression in his eyes was She was compassionate, but it didn't seem like she was being fake. Xu Qingmu looked at the old man with a few strands of white hair on his temples, nodded and said "ok".
The old man turned his head: "Xu Qingmu, some people are tied to a set track when they are born. Whether it is suffering or happiness, it may not change in a lifetime. Whether it is practicing swordsmanship or Taoism, it is just a matter of practicing that to compete with heaven. It's just the mentality of fighting against the earth. Some calculations are set from the beginning. Whether you are willing or not, you have to participate in it. It seems..." The old beggar's eyes penetrated into the distance again, looking at the distant place. Tianbi whispered softly:
"It's very unfair to you."
Xu Qingmu smiled mockingly to himself, isn't there enough injustice in this world?
"As far back as I can remember, I have never complained about the world. Do you believe it?" Xu Qingmu straightened out the secret book in his hand and smoothed out the wrinkles. More than ten years of poverty taught him to work hard to cherish everything he has.
The half-roast chicken that was thrown away a few days ago, although it was a deliberate act to show to the five soldiers, still made him feel distressed for a long time. Without waiting for Li Chengru's response, he thought to himself: "When I was five years old, I couldn't bear the hunger.
I went barefoot in the snow to steal the housekeeper's leftovers. When I was discovered, he kicked me so hard that I almost fainted. When I got up, I found that he had thrown all the leftovers to the dog. So I always thought
I'm worse than a dog. When I was seven years old, Lin Zhenbei ignored Mr. Lin's obstruction and forced me to live in the Lin Mansion. I moved from a leaky shabby stable to a house with only one leaky door. For the first time, I felt
After seven years of warmth, I didn’t have to be woken up by the cold wind at night. I curled up in bed that night and laughed until I cried. The pain of the past disappeared at that moment. I always persuaded myself, it’s over, it’s over, and I’ll open my eyes the next day.
It’s good to have tomorrow, so you don’t have to experience the suffering of yesterday.”
It seemed that Xu Qingmu was a little embarrassed when recalling all the past events, but he soon felt relieved, and then said to himself:
"Later, I was dragged to a private school by Lin Zhenbei. On the first day of class, because I was late, I was made to stand all morning by Master Liang Hao. I still remember that the sun was really strong that day, and Lin Zhenbei and I were so hot.
My head was dizzy, but I was really happy from the bottom of my heart. It was the first time in my life that someone could stand up and correct me for making mistakes. Later, when I became a soldier, I got to know the old beggar again, picked up a sword, and met the old beggar again.
When I see you, I am extremely satisfied. Because everything is better than yesterday, I said to myself: 'Xu Qingmu, Xu Qingmu, you are so lucky. You have grown up for another day and met a good person.' Even if he was assassinated that day,
I just feel unwilling and want to tell the world about my grievances."
I probably felt that I had said a bit too much tonight and had complained a bit, so I apologized and scratched my head: "Just like all warm stories, they always have a sad beginning, but the ending is still warm; just like you now, you can listen to me
It’s heart-warming to say so much.”
The old man touched Xu Qingmu's head with his hand and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."
An old man and a young man, overlooking the world.
During dinner, a soldier came to report that a group of about thirty bandits were coming towards us, and they spotted the light of the bonfire.
Xu Qingmu finished the last bite of his meal and said with a smile: "I was originally going to come to the door tomorrow, but I wanted to go up the mountain early. General Shen, please arrange for the soldiers not to resist later. Senior Li, please borrow that scarlet long sword.
Old beggar, acting casually."
Thanks to the tacit understanding of watching Widow Wang bathing and cooperating for many years, no words are needed.
Without seeing what Li Chengru did, he flipped his sword across his hand and handed it to Xu Qingmu.
The group of people nodded in agreement, only Cao Dan and the beautiful woman were a little nervous. Xu Qingmu gave a "Don't worry, I'm here" look in the eyes. The old beggar and Li Chengru also imitated one after another, blinking desperately at Wei Ruzhi, but the beauty
The woman was even more frightened.
After a while, more than thirty people came one after another on horseback or on foot. At the woman's reminder, Xu Qingmu learned that the people who came were none other than the group of bandits known as the "Evil Evil".
The leader was astride a tall horse and carried an iron sword on his back. He did not have the stubble as expected, but looked like a handsome scholar. This was much beyond Xu Qingmu's expectation. The leader with the sword swept his eyes across the group of twelve people.
Dan stayed on the body for obviously longer, and then he stared at the red sword in Xu Qingmu's hand. Judging from the appearance of this group of people, they should be some nobles or bureaucrats who went out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and happened to spend the night here. But it doesn't matter.
, how many children from rich families have died at the hands of evil spirits in recent years? There are so many crazy revenges behind the scenes, and no one can even step onto the mountaintop.
Before the bandit leader on horseback could speak, the boy who seemed to be the youngest spoke first:
"Looking at this heroic sword holder, my guess is that it must be Shi Yuzhong, the leader of the famous Evil Palace, right? I originally thought that I would take the initiative to visit the mountain gate early tomorrow morning, but I never thought that the mountain master is really insightful, and he was discovered by the mountain master tonight.
." Xu Qingmu stepped forward with his sword in hand, not the slightest bit timid.
The person sitting on the horse didn't make a sound, but looked at the boy playfully.
As if he had expected it, Xu Qingmu directly threw out the crimson sword in his hand: "The name of the sword is Chi Lian, the specific grade is unknown, but it was taken from a tenth realm sword cultivator. To show sincerity, please accept it from Master Shishan."
It’s a small gift. I wonder if I can go to the village and talk about it?”
The man on horseback opposite took the long sword with one hand. The moment he took it, he knew that what the young man said was true. It was definitely a first-class long sword. Ten Realm Sword Cultivator? It was probably just a bluff. He could have the ability to master the Ten Realm Sword Cultivator.
Will a sword cultivator with the ability to seize a sword repay me, an eighth-level sword cultivator, just like me? First-grade spiritual weapons are indeed rare, but it is not impossible for a big family to grit their teeth and spend a lot of money to get one. Most of them are afraid of being caught.
Kill, pretending to be calm and calm, just showing off. But before Shi Yuzhong could express his position, the second master couldn't help but lost his temper and jumped off the horse. With his tall and thick body and his thick voice, he was really full of gangsterism.
:
"Where did this bastard thing come from? Your father is confused. He is a ten-level swordsman, and his hair is not evenly combed. He has such a loud tone, is he eating the breasts of the beauty behind him?"
Then he took a step forward, held the ax horizontally in front of him, and said in a buzzing voice: "Master, the pair of beautiful women with breasts as big as balls in the back belong to me. I know you are not good at this. Old rules,
That girl with half-haired hair belongs to you, and it saves you the trouble of doing it and shaving her hair." After saying that, he stepped forward, ready to chop the mouthless kid in front of him.
The beautiful woman Wei Ruzhi was so frightened that she no longer had the energy to despise the old beggar. She grabbed her arm tightly and pressed it firmly into her gully. Old man Li scratched his head and scratched his head as he watched, hating himself for being too fond of watching the fun.
The perfect location was left to the old beggar.
Xu Qingmu stood calmly in front of Cao Dan, blocking the girl's sight, as if looking at a dead person, and stretched out his hands:
"Papa"
The old beggar didn't make any big moves. He just stepped out slightly, and the head of the second master opposite who was still grinning instantly exploded, and blood spread all over the ground. After standing for a few seconds, the eight-foot-long body suddenly fell to the ground.
There was silence.
The man carrying the sword on the horse was already breaking out in a cold sweat. Looking at the grinning young man in front of him, showing his white teeth, his calves were trembling. But once he ran away on horseback, he would be despised by his subordinates. It was not easy.
The collapse of the established prestige would be worse than death. So he endured his trembling hands and cupped his hands and said:
"Please give me a talk on the mountain."
The soldier named Wu Zusheng was already out of his mind and was trembling as if he were facing an abyss.
Xu Qingmu did not press forward, cupping his fists and saying: "Master Shi Shan, please."
The others were okay, they had all seen violence and bloodshed, but the beautiful woman had never seen such a scene of flesh and blood in her whole life. She was so frightened that her legs became weak and she almost fainted. The old beggar helped her all the way.
It was so uncomfortable and enjoyable. Li Chengru, who had no choice but to give away the eighty-one records, had nothing to offer, and had nothing to exchange for support. At this time, he showed the noble spirit of a scholar and recited "The Conduct of a Gentleman" loudly.
Worried that Cao Dan would be frightened, Xu Qingmu slowly moved to the girl's side, but the little girl didn't seem to be uncomfortable. So Xu Qingmu mustered up the courage and asked a question that had never been mentioned in the book:
"Where's the hair not growing all the way?"
From Shi Yuzhong's perspective, he was even more uneasy. The boy who had just slapped his hands and killed the second master was chased and beaten by the girl who had originally planned to kidnap him into the village and train him. It seemed that the master who really turned everything around was the master.
She, Shi Yuzhong, knew in his heart that it would be difficult to survive the evil catastrophe.
The fat man looked at the two people fighting and felt so uncomfortable that he almost cried. But then he comforted himself and said: