One hundred and fiftieth chapters through thick and thin
The inner force of Liang Gui's fingertips was like a breeze blowing into the stream, and the coolness penetrated into Qingqing's veins. Qingqing took a deep breath and felt a big mouthful of cool water vapor soaking into her body, and she couldn't help but feel
The whole body feels relaxed and comfortable. Just now, the internal energy of the whole body has been blocked, but now, unconsciously, the whole body feels comfortable, and several meridians running through the upper and lower parts have been opened.
The cool but refreshing mist of the lake poured into Qingqing's throat, but Qingqing couldn't help but open her mouth wide, wanting the water from the West Lake to cover her whole body.
Ever since Linghu Qingqing lived in the West Lake and wandered around, this was the first time that he felt that the mist of the West Lake also had a hint of sweetness.
A few days later, Qingqing thought that Xia Qishi was going to take him back to Lirong Mountain, or sneak into the Miyu territory to find out what the head of the West Lake and everyone was planning. Who knew that Liang Gui would just take Qingqing around?
By the lake, they stayed silent every day, sometimes helping Qingqing clear his meridians. More often, the two of them went into the depths of the lake together, surrounded by the mist of water vapor, practicing the skills that Qingqing had almost forgotten in the past.
If you lose your skills and damage your veins and foundations, how can you recover as before in a day or two?
Following the chess player, Qingqing practiced with concentration. Even if he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, the setting sun and the rising sun would not cause the slightest ripple in his heart. The chess player was very strict. If Qingqing's practice was not to his liking, he would immediately take out a stick to return it.
The branch with burrs hit Qingqing's palm. Day by day, although the days were getting a little bit harder, Qingqing still couldn't help but miss the days when she was hidden in the middle of the lake and devoted herself to practicing martial arts——
This is the last period of my life, most like the days on Lirong Mountain.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the summer of the sixteenth year of Huachu. After practicing day and night for a whole cold winter, Qingqing was finally able to take a breath and stand firm on the thin ice. The rest of his skills
Although I still can't recall all the techniques, it has improved a lot compared to the previous state where I was unable to restrain a chicken.
Qingqing also recalled from time to time that Qiu'er's body should be about to mature and die.
Xia Chessman pointed his toes on a piece of floating ice, and his body rose and fell with the ripples of the lake. He watched Qingqing's figure leaping up from the water, and then without any mistake, he landed on the broken ice block that was only half a foot in size.
At this time, Liang Gui couldn't help but sigh:
"Although it's not enough, you can only practice to this point."
Qingqing was very happy to see that most of his Qinggong had recovered. Hearing the chess player's words, he had to quickly suppress the smile that came to the corner of his mouth. Seeing the chess player's expression, he frowned, as if he was not satisfied with his progress.
Satisfied, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and saluted:
"My disciple is stupid. If he fails to do something well, please ask the chess master to punish him!"
"That's it." Liang Gui shook his head, wondering what he was thinking, "Time is limited, and it's rare to practice like this." After saying that, he raised his head and met Qingqing's eyes, his eyes not hiding his dissatisfaction at all: "Yes.
It's your own fault that you have practiced to this level. If the old guy takes you with him, he will not be as good as if the leader Linghu is by your side."
Liang Gui's tone seemed to mean that Qingqing's training was far from satisfactory. After hearing this, Qingqing felt guilty and couldn't help but lower her head.
"Do you still remember the way to Xima Mansion in the deep lane?" Xia Qishi suddenly asked. Qingqing was so surprised that she quickly raised her eyes, a little at a loss. After calming down for a while, Qingqing swallowed her saliva.
, nodded slowly:
"Remember."
Looking at the chess player's expression, he seemed to have relaxed a little. After hearing Qing Qing's answer, he felt relieved. Liang Gui continued: "Last year in the twelfth lunar month, because you, Young Master Linghu, were not around, I had to be the youngest General Shen. Went to the west of the deep alley, trying to rescue the person in Ma's house. Unexpectedly, Tian Keju took the lead that time, and General Shen had to leave first, just to avenge the head of Ma - who seemed to be some kind of layman - Ma. Got a letter."
Hearing the chess player mention what happened when Qing Qing was in the General's Mansion last year, Qing Qing felt nervous, swayed, and couldn't help but stumble on the ice floe. The two slept in the open air, Qing Qing kept changing directions, and never noticed Xia chess player's whereabouts .Now it seems that just during this week's trip to the West Lake, the chess player has already understood Tian Keju's plan clearly.
Qing Qing admired him at first, but then felt a little bit of fear——
If even a person like Chessman, who has little contact with West Lake, could single-handedly take him away from General Dou's nose, and then find out the details of the General's Mansion clearly...
What would happen if it were a well-trained Tiankeju?
Before Qingqing could think about it, the chess player's branch "popped" and hit Qingqing's palm gently, signaling that she should concentrate on her work. Immediately afterwards, Liang Gui said: "That person from the Ma family listened to Shen's advice. I ran to another part of the West Lake to temporarily avoid the limelight. Tiankeju didn't succeed, so I had to take a break for the time being. After half a year, I don't know why the gentleman suddenly remembered this layman Ma, and made up his mind. Rinpi is going to take action again."
"The disciple is going to..." Qingqing swallowed the words that were on his lips. Xia Qishi's intention was already clear in his words. Qingqing took a deep breath and asked again:
"When will the disciple leave?"
"The day of action is tonight."
"Yes." After receiving the order, Qingqing didn't want to ask too many questions, but simply agreed briefly.
Qing Qing understood in his heart that Xia Qishi had now decided that he was just betraying his master and seeking glory by staying in West Lake. If he could correct his reputation of never betraying his master this time, he would be destined to die without a burial. The fate of the land is worth it.
Thinking of this, Qingqing couldn't help but shook her head - these days, why are the words about life or death always in her mind?
Seeing that Qingqing's face was calm and she was about to turn around and leave, Liang Gui couldn't help but call her by name: "Qingqing!" Linghu Qingqing was stunned and quickly turned around. In the past six months, in fact, This was the first time he called himself this. Qingqing was surprised and happy at the same time. Previously, Liang Gui didn't seem willing to talk to him much except for scolding him during the practice.
In fact, Qingqing himself knew that when the chess player did this, he was actually worried that calling him by his first name would tarnish the word "Linghu" in his name.
"If you don't ask, what are you doing here this time?"
"Before the disciples stay at Tianke's residence, they will take out the master of Ma's family and send them safely to the general's mansion."
"What if someone from Hetian Keju takes action by accident?"
"The disciple, no matter how hard he tries, will send the Ma family back to the general's mansion and then come back to apologize to the chess master."
When Liang Gui heard this, he smiled rarely: "How do you know that you are going alone this time?" After hearing this, Qingqing was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Because chess players cannot face the sky unless they have to. The strangers take action."
Knowing that Qing Qing actually said these words, I remembered that the first time I met Xia Qishi was on the night when Nanlin was burned down. Perhaps it was the master who also knew that there was a teacher-student relationship between Qi Shi and Xihu.
That's why he didn't let him follow her to Xuantan.
That's it for everyone else. If the chess player really made a move on Mr. Ruo, he would not be able to escape the crime of killing his fellow sect members for the rest of his life.
So where were the Xia chessmen that night when Lirong Mountain was besieged?
Once such thoughts arise in Qingqing's heart, he will immediately shake his head and force himself not to think like this anymore. During those days when the world was torn apart and all the heroes came together, Xia Chess came out of West Lake and made friends with Dongshan, thinking
If you don't live against your true intentions, it will only be a difficult situation that Qingqing can't imagine.
But now, Qingqing blurted out the answer in her mind without even thinking about it.
Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Liang Gui took a few steps forward, with a gentle look in his eyes that he had not seen for a long time: "You guessed half of it right. The other half can't be understood until you come out of the general's mansion alive. But you have to know,
If it falls into the hands of Tian Keju again..."
"Disciples are people who have narrowly escaped death and will not compromise their integrity just to survive."
"Okay." Liang Gui nodded and patted Qingqing's shoulder with his rough hands, "This is what Linghu's disciple should look like."
Although it has been summer these days, the lake breeze is biting, and Qingqing can't help hugging her robe tightly. This black robe does not have the string pattern that the West Lake disciples usually have, but the shape of the back is similar to
It's exactly the same as the one I had before.
After many days, Qingqing saw that she was wearing a black robe again. She felt depressed and couldn't explain why.
It was still early at this moment, the sun and the moon were whispering dimly in the air, and the Ma's Mansion in the distance had already faintly revealed the light of a candle. Between Qingqing and Ma's family, there was a wall of three or four people.
The high wall is usually used to divide the streets of Fangshi. If it were to work for Tiankeju on weekdays, Qingqing would have to take a long detour and find the light to find Ma Mansion.
But today was different. Qingqing gathered her strength, jumped up, and easily climbed over the high wall.
He once played chess with Xia Chess, and now the old skills have been taught by the chess master again. Qingqing is not good at words on the surface, but he is grateful in his heart - if Xia Chess hadn't found him, I'm afraid he would have stayed in the general's mansion sooner or later.
, the internal force that was blocked was so painful that I couldn’t breathe.
Arriving at the door of Ma's Mansion, Qingqing took a slight breath. The cool air in the middle of the night made Qingqing suddenly wake up. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the four words "Ma Jushi's Mansion" above the door. Standing.
Here, Qing Qing was a little hesitant - was it safer to knock on the door tonight and get in, or to climb over the wall and make a quick decision?
Within a quarter of an hour, Qingqing had made plans to climb over the wall. For layman Na Ma, his life was at stake tonight, so why did he care about the etiquette of gently knocking on the door? Thinking of this, Qingqing stepped back.
After a few steps, he tapped the ground with his toes and whispered:
"superior!"
He immediately stood up and jumped up, first touching the wall with one foot, then stepping up with the other foot, and with another lift, he reached the top of the wall. The wall looked nothing special from a distance, until Qingqing turned over and realized that
, every line along the wall is carved with fine floral decorations.
Who is this layman Ma who is so elegant?
With no time to think, Qing Qing jumped down and landed firmly in the middle of the courtyard. Focusing on her ears, she realized that the courtyard was empty, not to mention people, not even a bird chirping could be heard. It was so quiet, only the cold wind was blowing.
A bunch of rotten grape vines caused a rattling sound in the courtyard.
Such a silent scene made Qingqing secretly say: "Not good!"
The courtyard was lit with lights, but there was no sound inside. Could it be that he had been ambushed by others? Thirty-six stratagems were the best. Qingqing had no time to think, turned around and rushed towards the door. Unexpectedly, that person hanging high in the courtyard
The candles and lanterns that had been lit were unable to withstand a gust of wind and went out in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Qingqing remembered the sound of the person's footsteps unforgettable. But even though it was so familiar, when Qingqing recalled it again many years later, he couldn't help but shiver and felt eerie.
"This kind of place is not where Young Master Linghu should come."