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Chapter 75
Chapter 75
Yan Wushi said with surprise: "You haven't eaten it, how do you know it's Cistanche? It's clearly poison and medicine."
Although Shen Qiao suffered internal injuries and didn't even have the strength to speak, he could still distinguish poison, medicine and tonic.
"Circus japonica can only treat trauma, it's not very useful to me..."
Fang Caixue Ting broke one of his sternum with a palm, and now his breathing ups and downs are tingling, but for those who practice martial arts, this kind of trauma is a common occurrence, especially Shen Qiao and Kun Xieyi After the war, the injuries he suffered were numerous, including broken bones and the like, and internal injuries that were more troublesome.
Yan Wushi said lazily: "Then you can spit it out."
That thing has been swallowed by Shen Qiao, where can it be spit out?
Facts have proved that it is completely useless to fight with Yan Wushi, Shen Qiao simply closed his mouth and fell asleep after a while.
He hadn't slept for a long time. Even if he closed his eyes, his body was always in a state of alert half-dream and half-awake. When he woke up, it was just past noon. Looking around, Yan Wushi had disappeared.
Yan Wushi left alone? This idea emerged from Shen Qiao's mind.
He tried his best to sit up and leaned back against the stone wall, trying not to involve the wound as much as possible. Wet vines hung down from the top of his head, and water drops fell on his cheeks, bringing a cold touch.
The original stabbing pain in the chest turned into a dull pain. It can be seen that the cistanche is still working. Shen Qiao performed cross-legged exercises to heal the injury. After a week, the infuriating qi in the body flowed throughout the body, bringing a warm numbness to the limbs and bones. Even the internal injury seems to have improved.
When he opened his eyes, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the narrow passage leading to the cave entrance.
Shen Qiao didn't get up, because he could hear the identity of the person from the rhythm of his steps - since his eyes were broken, he deliberately trained his ear, and even pondered the subtle differences in everyone's steps. Ear power is two points sharper than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners.
Sure enough, Yan Wushi walked in with a bunch of sparrows in his hand.
Shen Qiao: "Have you been out?"
Yan Wushi snorted: "Lend me your mountains and rivers and the sword of sorrow."
Naturally, Shen Qiao would not think that Yan Wushi took the sword to kill himself. He handed over the sword that never left his body and asked, "Did you not meet Xue Ting outside?"
As soon as the words fell, he found that the other party took his own sword, which was actually used to shave the sparrow.
"What are you doing!" Shen Qiao said angrily.
Yan Wushi asked strangely, "You eat sparrows with their hair?"
Shen Qiao's blood surged, and he almost spit out another mouthful of blood: "That is the sword of mountains and rivers that Master left me!"
Yan Wushi took time to tidy up: "Why should A Qiao get angry, be careful to vomit blood. Qi Fengge is like a god in your mind, but he still needs to eat whole grains after all, even if he shaves his beard with this sword on his back, how do you know? "
During the conversation, he had already plucked the hairs of several sparrows clean. It was difficult for Yan Wushi to carry a long sword, but he could lift weights lightly and use the effect of a dagger.
He put the sword into the stream again, washed off the sparrow feathers on it, and put the sword back into the scabbard and returned it to Shen Qiao's hand, and touched his cheek with a cold hand: "Okay, Qi Fengge is dead. After so long, even if you really took this sword to shave, he wouldn't be able to jump out and scold you. The sword is in your heart, not outside. You are the only one who can be so precious. Look at Yu Ai, that's a gentleman. 'It was broken by me, and they replaced it with a new one without saying a word, and I didn't see him go to the grave of Qifeng Pavilion and cry."
Shen Qiao was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore. It was a pity that he had just had a gong, otherwise he would have vomited blood.
Yan Wushi seemed to be in a good mood. He found a dry place, piled dead leaves and branches, lit a fire, and skewered the sparrows to roast.
After a while, the coke fragrance overflowed and drifted away.
He turned his head to look at Shen Qiao, who was exercising with his eyes closed. The side was like white jade, showing a warm brilliance under the sun. The blue collar wrapped around a beautiful neck, and in the coldness of almost abstinence, it was revealed again. An imperceptible softness.
Yan Wushi has seen countless beauties in his life. Among them, there are many who are as inviolable as the flowers of Gaoling, but no one has ever been like this person in front of him, who closes his eyes like a god and Buddha, and when he opens his eyes, there are three thousand red dust. gentle.
Thinking of this, Shen Yan opened his eyes: "When the night is quiet, I will go back and see Wu Bo and Aqing."
Yan Wushi peeled the sparrow only from the branches: "I said, to maintain the light image of the Buddhist gate, it is bound to be able to start with them. , Wu Mi will know how to get along. "
He is cold and thin, and he rarely focuses on his life and death. In his opinion, since Wu Mi is a native of Huanyuezong, for the dying of Huanyuezong, it is also his deserved destination. Yan Wushi will never have half of his sympathy, but he also knows what kind of person Shen Yan is. He is afraid that as soon as he speaks, the other party will go back to see it immediately.
If the past was changed, Yan Wushi would only watch it coldly, but today, he will show suspicion for Shen Yan.
Yan Wushi: "Do you know why I returned with six sparrows?"
Shen Yan was stunned, and he didn't understand why he suddenly asked so much. He still had a deep meaning, and he really thought about it.
Yan Wushi didn't know where to peel off a piece of bark and put the roasted sparrow on it.
As soon as Shen Yan saw it, he almost couldn't control the twitching of the noodles.
I saw six sparrows neatly on the bark, and the five spacing surrounded the middle of the middle.
Yan Wushi: "This is called plum spar."
Shen Yan: "..." What do you want?
Yan Wushi: "You have to eat the middle one before you can eat the side."
Shen Yan: "... Why?"
Yan Wushi: "Because this looks more comfortable, if you take it away,β plum blossom βis incomplete.β
Shen Yan was speechless, and he was suspicious of his illness again, and couldn't help but look at each other.
Yan Wushi looked freely, and smiled at him, and said softly, "Ah, I have a heart, do you have to bear this waste?"
Shen Yan has never expected his life to save his gratitude, but if this kind of gratitude ... it is too strange!
You can think about Yan Wushi's work style, and Shen Yan feels that next time he will make another "pear bird" and "peach blossom", it will not be surprising.
After all, not everyone can be bored when they use meals in the inn.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the sparrow in the middle and tried to bite.
Except for not salt, the taste is okay.
Shen Yan asked: "How do you hurt now?"
Yan Wushi smiled slightly: "You don't know if you touch it."
Say it was to hand over his hand without any reputation.
The wrist acupoints are always one of the destiny doors. No matter how high martial arts are, the other party dare not act lightly if it is held. If you change the "Xie Ling" to make such a move, it is not unusual, but Shen Ye knows not.
He put down his hands and put his hands up, groaning for a while: "Some internal injuries, but not heavy, it should be better for one or two days of recuperation. This mountain is cold and humid. Can't hide for too long, what are you planning? "
Yan Wushi: "Go to Hanzhong first, then go to Chang'an."
Shen Yan was surprised, and then came around.
"I thought you would go directly to Chang'an. I entered Changan, there was the power of the Yueyuezong, and there were Zhou Lord shelter, and Xue Ting didn't dare to act."
Yan Wushi: "I have no news of my death. Since Xue Ting has learned, even if others do not know now, it will inevitably be known for some time. You can think of going back to Chang'an, others must think of On the road to Chang'an, there will be countless ambush levels. "
Shen Yan whispered, he also thought of this layer.
Yan Wushi said: "Do you kill me when you are Xue Ting and others, is the goal only in me?"
Shen Yan: "What they really want to deal with should be Zhou Lord."
Yan Wushi: "Yes, I have also said that the Buddhist gate wants to expand the influence and can only be achieved through the person in power, so they must not fall down the stains of the princes, otherwise, even if there is no Yu Wenzheng, where will it be allowed in the future. An emperor is in the throne, and it is impossible to reuse the Buddhist doors. As for the Turks, Liuhe Gang, Fa Jingzong, etc., they do it. People come quickly. "
Yan Wushi's words are like a lightning, and instantly illuminate the area that Shen Yan never involved before: "Queen Ashine is the Turk!"
"Xunzi can teach." Yan Wushi laughed: "Ashine has been guarded by Yu Wenzheng for a long time, and he is naturally willing to help Duan Wenyu add a firewood. And the prince, the prince is good and evil, the town and the day are playing without thinking, but The emperor was dissatisfied with him for a long time, and the prince himself understood that if he did not take advantage of his father before he gave birth to abandoned heart, he would not be able to keep his prince. "
Shen Yan shocked for his words, for a while, Fang said: "The prince was born as a son, not ..."
Halfway, some couldn't say anymore, Shen Yan suddenly thought of Yu Yan, and his feelings and his feelings would be much less than the emperor and the prince? But the other party was not relentlessly to meet each other. The Tianjia has always been known for its ruthlessness. The prince may not be able to do his uncle.
Yan Wushi sighed: "Ah, you are not stupid, only the word is soft, and always stumbles to you, making you think about people and things, and always think about it without speculation. I'm by my side, what can you do? "
Without you, my life will only be more smooth! Shen Yan almost blurted out.
But he was gentle gentleman, where he could say such words, and he was attracted to the original topic by the other party.
Thinking about it, this chess fruit is really shocking step by step.
Yan Wushi had an accident here. Huanyue Zongqun had no head, and the other two Zongsong of the magic gate must not help looking for trouble with Huanyuezong. One is a pro -son. It is impossible to follow the edge of the edge. It is impossible to follow the emperor at all times. They want to do something to the emperor. It is indeed more convenient than the martial arts master directly assassinate.
Shen Yan cough twice: "So what about Hanzhong?"
Yan Wushi: "Qi Wang Yuwenxian was in the Han Dynasty, and there were some troops. Let's go to see the situation first, and then enter Chang'an."
Shen Yan understood.
Yan Wushi felt that Yu Wenzheng was more fierce, so he had to look for a good retreat in advance. Previously, Huanyuezong must also have a lot of effort to Yu Wenxian.
Xue Ting felt that they would go to Chang'an, and others would inevitably feel like this. was afraid that no one would think of them to go to Hanzhong.
On the three caves of the cunning rabbit, no one is better than Yan Wushi.
The night in the mountains seemed to be particularly early. The sun was just inclined, and the leaves above the head had densely drawn the last light.
The firewood in the cave rang, and finally dispersed a hint of chills in spring night.
But Shen Yan did not work, but was sleeping.
He still suffered a lot of injuries this time with Xue Ting. Even with Zhu Yangze's true qi and body, he was a body of the body after all. The day is good, and the fever is initiated at night, the forehead is hot, and it is caught in a nightmare.
The dreams were strange, and various characters appeared, and Shen Yan was deeply trapped in it.
The Master who admired the worship most asked Shen Yan with the mountains and rivers covered with birds and wrapped. "
Qi Fengge squeezed Shen Yan's chin and took the sword in front of him: "What else do you see?"
Shen Yan took a clumsy look and found that the sword was still stained with black hair, and blurted out when he boarded: "Master, do you really use the mountains and rivers and the sorrowful sword?"
"His trouble!" Qi Fengge angrily said: "This obviously you are playing with the sword of a teacher, and you are on others. Yesterday, you just taught you the word 'sincerity'.
"The disciples knew it!" Shen Yan frightened and shouted subconsciously.
But Qi Fengge didn't seem to hear his mistakes, but he ordered him to lie down, and then picked up a huge stone and pressed on him: "Since it is wrong, you must punish it. Quote. "
Shen Qiao didn't know where the master came up with this strange punishment, but felt that his chest was so stuffy and painful that he could hardly breathe, so he couldn't help begging for mercy: "Master, please move the stone away!"
However, Qi Fengge didn't hear it, turned around and walked away, walking further and further away, until it disappeared without a trace.
"Disciple is wrong... Master, don't go..."
Shen Qiao closed her eyes and frowned, "My chest hurts..."
Yan Wushi heard his murmur, opened his eyes and looked down, and saw that under the firelight, there were tears in the corners of the other's eyes, and he had cried in a dream.
He stretched out his hand, and the tentacles were wet. He thought that the tears had just flowed out, and there should be residual warmth, but who knew it was icy cold.
Such a person must have been pampered when he was young, otherwise how could he develop such a soft heart.
Yan Wushi thought about it, and then heard that the other party didn't know what he was dreaming, and suddenly murmured two words: "Xie Ling..."
He looked stunned, and suddenly there was a strange cruelty, as if the mask was suddenly torn open.
Soon, expressions of tyranny, alienation, gentleness, etc., all flashed across his face, as if thousands of faces were scrambling to dominate the expression on one face at the same time, which made people shudder.
The breath in the body began to rush and rush, like the signs of countless times before going crazy, Yan Wushi closed his eyes abruptly!
After a while, he opened his eyes again, stretched out his hand to touch Shen Qiao's cheek, groped carefully, meandered all the way back, held his neck, lifted the person up slightly, then lowered his head and muttered to him. The endless ravings engulfed the entrance.