At the beginning of the lanterns, the night in the capital will never remain in darkness. As soon as it gets dark, the night market stalls in the streets and alleys are set up one after another. Looking from a distance, they are all brightly lit.
With the approval of King Ying, Guan Jiyu left the palace after the meal and walked alone on the street. She didn't know where to go, so she walked to a crowded place without knowing it. This time she came out of the Well of Purgatory.
, she suddenly found that she liked the excitement.
He was locked up in a dark cell, unable to see his fingers, and could only hear his own breathing in his ears. When he saw the light occasionally, it was always accompanied by blood... Guan Jiyu couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it.
She never wanted to live another day.
Guan Jiyu is no stranger to the capital. When he was in Qingzi Camp, the members of Qingzi Camp often went out and sometimes came to the capital to participate in various competitions. At that time, they were just
Jiang Qing followed the children one by one. No matter where they went, Jiang Qing would generously agree to whatever they wanted to eat or play. At that time, they had no money and didn’t care about anything but food.
Happy, Jiang Qing followed them and silently paid the money.
Guan Jiyu was the last one to enter Qingzi Camp, and she was also the youngest one in Qingzi Camp. Qingzi Camp held the best and most unforgettable memories of her life. The happiest time in her life was when she was a child.
In Qingzi Camp, Jiang Qing treats her like a father and a brother, and other people in Qingzi Camp also treat her very well, especially Zheshu and Jingcun, both of whom are top-notch in Qingzi Camp.
So in almost every competition, Guan Jiyu persisted with the two of them until the end to win honors for Qingziying.
Guan Jiyu walked slowly, and the cool night breeze blew in her face. She murmured: "Why did it become like this..."
Jingcun was tortured to death bit by bit by the True Fool Army before her eyes. This was the second thing that made her heartbroken after she witnessed Jiang Qing's death.
Thousands of arrows pierced her heart. Every time she thought about it, it was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, making her so painful that she couldn't breathe. Although Zheshu barely managed to save half his life, he was soaked in the poisonous pool called "Jade Lake".
Later, he was whipped and beaten severely. Even though he was a martial arts practitioner, it was difficult for his body to endure these tortures...
Her loved ones were suffering in front of her, which was something she could not accept.
Guan Jiyu shook her head violently, speeding up her pace in an attempt to shake off the suffocating pain. She ran towards the crowd, no matter which direction it was, and kept running until she was exhausted and out of breath.
In her ear was a vendor who was greeting passersby to buy something. The owner of the stall asked her to stop and said enthusiastically: "Girl, come and see the hairpins. The styles here are the most complete in the capital!"
Guan Jiyu looked at the things on the stall and remembered that this stall owner was the one she met when she and Xiang Lincheng went to the lantern festival together during the Lantern Festival. It was just that so much time had passed and there were so many people coming and going on the road every day.
The stall owner no longer remembers her.
Guan Jiyu moved the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't need this."
The stall owner was surprised and said: "How can you, a girl, not need hairpins?" He waved the various hairpins in his hand towards her and said: "I have met a man and a woman before.
The young man wanted to buy a beaded flower for the girl traveling with him to wear, but the girl said she didn't like these things."
The stall owner was still nagging: "How is it possible? Based on my years of experience, which woman doesn't love beauty? Even if it's not for men to see, it's good to wear it for yourself. You'll be beautiful."
It makes me feel good when I look at it..."
Guan Jiyu was moved by what he said. She took two steps forward, came to the stall, and really started to choose carefully.
When the stall owner saw that she was interested, he struck while the iron was hot and continued: "I see that the girl is plain, and she must like plain and elegant colors on weekdays." He picked out a few beaded flowers from a pile, all of which were bright red or pink or purple.
He handed it to Guan Jiyu and said: "Try something different. Girl, you are so young, it is time to dress yourself pink and tender. If you don't use these colors now, when will you wait until you use them?"
Guan Jiyu thought about it and felt that what he said was reasonable. Basically all her clothes were turquoise, the representative color of Qingziying. Even after leaving Jiangfu and Qingziying, she was still used to wearing these colors.
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Chapter 131 Wind-cutting Technique
If a person is accustomed to a certain style, it seems that he will not change it.
The stall owner picked out a big red beaded flower. The small beads on it were very delicate and bright. It was very beautiful. "Girl, try this. I think the girl has a fair complexion, but her complexion is not very good, so just wear it."
Go red, so that I can give you a better meaning."
"Okay." Guan Jiyu stretched out her hand to take out the money, but she searched all over her body and couldn't find a penny. She said in embarrassment, "Sorry, I came out in such a hurry and forgot to bring the money."
The stall owner thought for a while and said: "Does the girl live nearby? If you really want it, I will keep it for you and you can buy it next time you come over."
Guan Jiyu responded: "That's fine, I live nearby. I will bring money next time."
Sure enough, the stall owner found a wooden box and put the selected red beaded flowers in it.
Guan Jiyu nodded and smiled, and continued walking forward. Walking on this street again, her past worries resurfaced little by little. She will never forget the feeling of walking side by side with Xiang Lincheng at that time.
Her anxiety, shyness and nervousness, and her younger daughter's shyness, were clearly expressed by her.
She was brave enough at that time. A short letter from Xiang Lincheng could make her rush to the capital at all costs. This was the first time that she chose to be brave for her own sake.
Counting the days, it seems that I haven't seen him for a long time.
"Xiang Lincheng, are you still in the capital?"
Guan Jiyu was out of control and unexpectedly walked to the door of Xiang Lincheng's mansion on the outskirts of Beijing.
The door is still empty and there is no plaque.
Guan Jiyu stood blankly at the door. This place was already in a relatively remote location. There was no one outside. She stood quietly outside and stretched out her hand to knock on the door, but in the end there was no knock.
"I'll come back to you when this matter is over." Guan Jiyu whispered at the door. This sentence was meant for Xiang Lincheng and himself.
It was getting very late, and Guan Jiyu was not short outside. She looked up at the night sky, sighed, and walked back silently again.
When they arrived at the Sixth Prince's Mansion, Prince Ying had already rested. Only Xia Mingzhong was still waiting for her in the front hall. Seeing her return, Xia Mingzhong stood up and said, "You are back."
Guan Jiyu nodded and said politely: "Well, Brother Xia isn't going back yet?"
Xia Mingzhong said: "Your Majesty is worried about you, so you asked me to wait here." His expression did relax a lot after seeing her. Guan Jiyu joked: "What? Your Majesty is afraid that I will sneak away and never come back?"
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Xia Mingzhong's eyes flashed, and he just said: "You should go to bed early. The prince should be looking for you tomorrow. You..." He hesitated, and his eyes had the same look he used to look at her at dinner.
I don't know if it was Guan Jiyu's illusion, but his voice was no longer cold. He said more like he was concerned: "Take good care of yourself."
Guan Jiyu nodded and said: "I know, the prince has basically told me that this mutual healing technique mainly uses the body of the cultivator as the foundation of cultivation. I am like a tree now."
, if you need to draw nutrients from me, then I will naturally eat well, sleep well, and make my body stronger!"
Xia Mingzhong was silent for a moment, and was about to leave with the knife in his arms. Before going out, he turned back and said, "In the capital, you can come to me for help with anything."
Guan Jiyu was stunned for a moment and said: "I have nothing to do..."
He said nothing more and left.
It was the first time he spent the night in the Sixth Prince's Mansion. Although the place was very comfortable, Guan Jiyu still couldn't adapt to it.
She tossed and turned in bed, and didn't fall asleep until about midnight. Even when she did, she didn't sleep soundly, almost always stuck in a nightmare.
In the dream, Guan Jiyu was soaked in cold water. The icy pool stretched as far as the eye could see. Her whole body seemed to be wrapped in ice, and her upper and lower teeth kept fighting.
"It's so cold, so cold..." she muttered in her sleep. After a while, she seemed to be thrown into the furnace again. The raging fire seemed to be drying her out. Guan Jiyu gradually suffocated, and was suddenly awakened until he could no longer breathe.
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When she woke up, she felt nothing. She touched her body and found that it was neither hot nor cold. She was covered with a quilt. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 131 Wind-cutting Technique
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It was a false alarm. Guan Jiyu thought to himself, maybe he knew that he was about to practice the "Wind-Severing Art" and was too nervous to have such a nightmare, right? She sat up and sat blankly with her legs crossed.
I sat there until dawn.
While having morning tea, Prince Ying watched Guan Jiyu put down his chopsticks after taking only two bites, and then asked: "How are you if you didn't sleep last night? Why don't you look good? If there is anything you don't like, just say it.
I’ll have someone make arrangements for you.”
Guan Jiyu said: "There's nothing I can't get used to living in. Everything in the palace is good. Compared with where I usually live, it's like one is in the sky and the other is on the ground."
"That's good." Prince Ying put down the teacup and said, "After the morning tea, you can have a good rest. Let's start in the afternoon."
What is supposed to come will come, Guan Jiyu responded: "I understand."
Before the actual practice, King Ying took her to a secret room in the backyard of the mansion. Inside the secret room was a huge pool. King Ying said: "This is where you will often stay later."
Guan Jiyu raised his eyebrows and said: "This place looks familiar. If you didn't tell me, I would have thought it was the water prison of the Well of Purgatory."
The servants of the palace walked in one by one, some carrying water basins and handkerchiefs, and some carrying fruit plates and dessert plates. Prince Ying said: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is the medicine pool. Look at these people, they are all dedicated to serving you."
Yes, why is it the same as a water prison?"
There was a slight dissatisfaction in his tone, but there was no blame. King Ying only thought that she was childish and did not share her knowledge. He took out a book and said: "Ayu, please listen to the content of cultivation first.
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The book "The Art of Cutting the Wind" is not that thick, and the thin book only has more than twenty pages in total.
The entire book records the most important nine-level cultivation method of "Zhanfeng Jue".
In the first, second, third, and fourth level of practice, thousands of acupuncture holes are applied to the limbs, and then soaked in a medicine pool for full term. In the fifth, sixth, and seventh level, the yin and yang silkworms are fed with their own blood, and they often endure the ice and fire.
The eighth-level cultivator interacts with the person praying, absorbs injuries and illnesses with his strongest power, and makes the person praying recover.
The ninth level is the last level, the first eight are injuries, and the ninth level is self-healing. The mental method of this section is very important and needs to be pondered over and over again. Do not act too hastily. When the ninth level is over, the practitioner can eliminate all injuries and illnesses and recover as before.
Guan Jiyu looked through it for a while and realized that the dream last night was not in vain.