Among the strong, there is a strong hand, and the wicked will eventually be punished by the wicked.
——Anonymous "Peach Blossom Girl"
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[Part1·Smart Cub]
It's late at night, and phosphorescent will-o'-the-wisps appear in the mountains and forests.
Wu Xiuwen couldn't understand these strange and inexplicable natural phenomena, so he retreated into the col of the rock platform.
He squeezed to Jianxiong's side, and Jianxiong showed a look of disgust on his face and moved his butt to the empty space. He didn't want to talk to this nominal "senior brother" - he just wanted to continue vigil.
"Don't cause any trouble to me. After I watch the first half of the night, my elder brother will come and take my place."
When Wu Xiuwen heard the chirping of strange birds in the forest and saw these faint ghost fires, his soul was about to escape from his body. He felt uneasy unless he asked clearly.
"This...here, this Black Wind Ridge, why are there so many wandering souls and wild ghosts?"
Zhao Jianxiong remained calm and said: "They should all be stuffed with human flesh swallowed by wild beasts and monsters. These beasts pooped everywhere and eventually turned into dung. There is phosphorus in their bones - when the poisonous miasma blows hot wind, they naturally start to glow."
"That's not a ghost? How do you know?" Wu Xiuwen asked repeatedly.
Zhao Jianxiong held up the knight's combat skills. In the black-blue night sky, there was still the last bit of orange sunset. He pointed at one of the Six Arts of the Gentleman, which is "Martial Arts· Shooting Chapter· Collection and Retrieval of Explosive Materials"
Column.
"The immortal method taught by Master says that this is not a ghost. It does not harm people and can also nourish people."
It was already getting late, and Zhao Jianxiong put away the book without saying a word.
He will continue to practice and start practicing abdominal breathing according to the basic mental methods in the column "Wen Jing·Li Pian·Mimetic Behavior and Emotional Control", allowing the body to slowly control his emotions. Close his mouth and feel his own emotions.
Energy - No more wasting energy talking.
Wu Xiuwen asked a few more questions later, but Zhao Jianxiong refused to speak. He asked for trouble and started to turn over the book. As soon as he turned the first page, the sky and the earth turned completely dark, and he couldn't see a word anymore.
In the dark mountains and fields, there are the rustling of snakes, insects, rats, ants and animals in the forest from time to time. Xiuwen wants to sleep, but he can't fall asleep - he is afraid in his heart, but he still can't fight against his weak body and cannot conquer this world.
Fragile brain.
He straightened up and heard Zhao Jianying snoring, thinking that the eldest brother of the Zhao family was already asleep.
Guan Xiangxiang's robe is white with green in it, which can still reflect some brilliance. She is also slumped motionless on the lotus leaf, not touching any soil. Both of them are sprinkled with mugwort to repel insects. It seems that they were tortured by spiritual pressure during the day.
, slept soundly.
Looking at Zhao Jianxiong again, he was still sitting cross-legged next to the rock, as if an old monk was in meditation. He could only hear his long breathing.
Wu Xiuwen had never seen such a simple and deep breathing method.
Previously, there were wandering Taoist priests and escort warriors who came to Zhuzhou City. They were very particular about inhaling and exhaling. They all taught people half-understood, saying things like "moving Qi, Zhou Tian, induction, and Dantian".
Wu Xiuwen didn't understand, he just found it troublesome. Since this skill is to pick people, idiots without understanding are not worthy of learning.
But Zhao Jianxiong can actually learn it? How can he, a village man and a barbarian, learn Zhang Guiren's magic?
Thinking of this, Wu Xiuwen became even more unconvinced——
——Since Zhao Jianxiong can learn it, I can definitely do it too!
Wu Xiuwen had to lie down again and rush early tomorrow to pick up the homework he had left behind.
This smart boy has sharp eyes. When he took out the book, he also brought out the silk scarf that Master had hidden in the glass tree. He immediately grabbed the handkerchief, but did not take it back immediately——
——Because this handkerchief feels like something is wrong.
Wu Xiuwen opened the silk scarf, bit a corner with his mouth, straightened and tightened the satin, and then used his other hand to rub it carefully.
My fingers encountered intertwined threads, as if they were needlework made from embroidery.
Wu Xiuwen was curious——
——Why does the master want to practice knitting skills? As a royal doctor, does he also want to learn female knitting skills?
But with such doubts, the smart boy quickly figured it out.
He was very clever and could figure out a line of words immediately.
It's a letter!
He immediately spread out the silk scarf, pillowed the secret letter on his lap, and read the contents of the letter silently in his mind.
"Xiuwen, I'm sorry, I lied to you."
"Actually, I can blow glass, and the blown glass is beautiful and easy to use. The first thing I remember is that a forging master made trekking poles for me. He used the magical skill of clamping steel to make a pair of poles (a work of genius)
.I always wanted to learn, and later I learned it.”
"I know you are smart, and there are some words that only you can understand and some words that only you can read, so I use this method to send you messages privately."
"You are reluctant to part with this scarf, and you may be thinking of using it to apologize when we meet again - you must think that this scarf is the teacher-student friendship between me and you, and it is a crucial prop.
It cannot be thrown away casually, nor can it be given to sword heroes and sword heroes."
"If you were really that smart, it would be a lot easier for me."
Wu Xiuwen laughed out loud for no reason. He didn't know what to say, and a strange feeling of intimacy slowly emanated from the bottom of his heart.
"I have never regarded you as my student, Xiu Wen. To be honest, you are willing to lead the way for me and break into the Black Wind Stronghold with me. This is already a friendship between life and death. I am not qualified to be your teacher. You
He should be my teacher."
"In the city of Zhuzhou, you allowed me to see Xia Bang's customs and customs, and to recognize Gou Guan's godson, I recognized most of the unruly people in Zhuzhou. Since you want to call me master, you have to borrow this name.
To save my life - I will do my best."
"When you were fully prepared to harm the Zhao brothers, I wanted to kill you, but it was a pity that Yuzhen jumped in the queue. I had to spare your life, otherwise I would not be able to enter Heifeng Town or go to Heifeng Ridge."
"I've been thinking about this whole journey, how many other people have you harmed? How many other people like the Zhao brothers have been wronged and tortured in the dark prison of your Wu family?"
"Perhaps you will feel at a loss what to do, and even think that what I say is ridiculous and bizarre. You will definitely ask me, why do I care about these untouchables?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Who are you? You are Wu Chengzhang's son, you are the treasure in the hands of Zhizhou. In Zhuzhou Peninsula, Wu Chengzhang can represent Wang Fa, you and your
Dad is the divine sword of morality - except for the admiral, I am afraid no one would dare to hit you, and even your dad would be reluctant to touch you."
"Now you can see clearly that when you arrive in Black Wind Town, you are a pariah."
"After leaving Black Wind Ridge, Wu Chengzhang doesn't want you as his godson. You are also a pariah."
"Perhaps there is some hope in being a pariah. After all, you can survive and survive. But when you get to the devil's cave, you will become a meat dog."
"I don't like to talk about big things. If there are monsters that harm people, I will kill them. If someone wants to eat people, I will kill them. It's the same as what I told you at the beginning. I am a lawless person, not a god.
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"Listening to you calling me nobles and immortals along the way, my ears are calloused and I am very upset."
"Zhao Jianying has neither courage nor strategy. He is short-sighted. He cannot see tomorrow, and he may not even be able to see clearly today."
"Zhao Jianxiong is brave but not clever. He really wants to fight the demon. This kid will die the fastest. As a senior brother, you must take good care of him."
"Guan Xiangxiang is a touchstone that I keep by your side. She has a hard life. She knew that she was going to be sold to Caijiazhuang, but she didn't cry - her heart was dead and she became a walking zombie. Wu Chengzhang wanted to kill her, but she didn't hate it.
Resentment and acceptance of one's own misery."
"You, Wu Xiuwen, are the only one who doesn't accept your fate, and you are brave and resourceful. In our Nine Realms, there is a good god who will help those who do not accept their fate to change their fate."
"I want you to think clearly before calling me Master sincerely. Because what is false is false, and what is true is true."
"I don't want you to say [Master makes the decision for me], I want you to make the decision for yourself."
"You are capable and smart enough to read this letter - just walk down the mountain alone. This is the first test question I have prepared for you."
"When I got to the bottom of the mountain, I met the Buddhist sculptor. He found out what was wrong in Mu's village and he must go up the mountain."
"If the devil with hundreds of eyes wants to go down the mountain and bite the dog, that will happen the day after tomorrow. You have to find a way to survive today and tomorrow. The Buddhist sculptor has a staff to summon the earth god. It is actually very simple for him to find you."
"You can't survive, neither Jianying nor Jianxiong can survive, and neither can Guan Xiangxiang."
"You don't owe me anything, but the three lives you owe them must be paid back in person."
"As for how to do it, I have nine ways to write them on the scarf for you -"
"——It's a pity that I can't write on this scarf."
After reading the letter, Wu Xiuwen had a sad face and didn't know what to say.
He thought Master would tell something real, but he didn't expect it to be so real. He was filled with evil fire and wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.
Finally, he cursed in the direction of Guan Xiangxiang.
"You slutty bitch! If you want to get a rich husband, why don't you bring a few more handkerchiefs? One for the East and one for the West. You can always find a satisfactory partner! Master wanted to leave me a bag of tips, but he couldn't write them down!
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After hearing this, Zhao Jianxiong woke up from his trance and asked inexplicably: "What did you say?"
Wu Xiuwen gave up in frustration, threw up his hands and headed towards the stone steps of the Sifang Earth Temple.
"I'm going to shit and pee!"
Zhao Jianxiong still wanted to follow: "You want to run?"
Wu Xiuwen had just had some thoughts in his mind, and thought that maybe taking refuge with the Buddhist sculptor would be a way out.
But Zhao Jianxiong's angry rebuke made him sober--
——Jin Xu died in Mujiazhuang, and Yu Zhen died in Zhuzhou City. How could the Buddhist carver let Wu Xiuwen go?
Fortunately...it's fortunate that Junior Brother shouted like this, otherwise he would have become weak and would have gone to a dead end!
"Come with me when you're shitting and peeing?! You want a hot bite?! Where should I go? The sky is so big, where can I go? It's hard to fly without wings!" Wu Xiuwen turned around and cursed: "Get out! Get back. !”
Zhao Jianxiong didn't think much and sat back with a frown.
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[Part2·One breath]
Wu Xiuwen sneaked back to the Earth Temple in the dark and cleaned up all the human skins taken off by several people. He specially left the rat spirit beard and grease, and also left the dog skin plaster.
He walked further down the mountain, stumbling all the way. In the dark night, the strange kudzu and vine brought up the heat of the poisonous miasma, and in Xiuwen's eyes, they turned into dark figures. He was afraid, but he could no longer be afraid. .
Walk over, step over, step over.
He walked like this for who knows how long. He remembered that it took more than half a day to climb up the mountain, and it should be faster to go down the mountain.
When he reached a swamp, Xiuwen was startled and frightened to the point of losing his mind - only then did he realize that he had taken the wrong road. There were no signs in the dark, and it was easy to end up on a side road that led to a dead end.
I heard bubbles exploding from the hot mud, and an earth dragon emerged from the mud.
The armored crocodile crawled a few steps towards Xiuwen——
——Xiuwen did not run away immediately. He looked closely and saw that this beast was six feet long and had strong legs. It was no match for it when running. Looking at the faint phosphorus fire around the quagmire, it was a tragic sight of mountains of corpses.
He felt his hands were numb, so he took Jin Xu's beard and plaster from his pocket and quickly applied them on his face.
Thanks to the magical power of the whirling peeling tree, such a small amount of pheromone is enough to scare away this beast.
The big crocodile lazily turned over and rolled back into the quagmire. Wu Xiuwen slowly retreated and returned to the right road.
His heart has also broadened, his mind has become clearer, and it seems that he is no longer affected by the poisonous miasma - this is the right path. The closer he gets to Black Wind Town, the miasma will slowly dissipate.
Seeing some campfires, he walked faster and faster, his whole body exuding steaming heat, and he emerged from a bush, frightening away swarms of poisonous flies.
The Buddha carver happened to be at the foot of the mountain, preparing to gather the townspeople to go up the mountain. Without Jin Xu to report the news, the eight farmers could not be found in Mujiazhuang. Something must have happened.
Just as Wu Xiuwen came down the mountain, he bumped into the Buddhist carver. Before he could say a word, the tall monster monk reached out to grab him——
——The evil wind and evil spirits blew up, and he immediately fell into the hands of the Buddha carver and could not move.
"Wu Xiuwen?! Are you alive?! Are you still alive?!"
The smart boy's mind was spinning quickly and he immediately responded: "It's me! It's me!"
The Buddhist carver smelled it carefully, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Jin Xu?"
Wu Xiuwen immediately responded: "Hey!"
The Buddhist sculptor looked angry and tore off the plaster from the pretender's face.
"Pretend to be a ghost! You came just in time! Test this daughter for me!"
The Buddhist carver went up the mountain for two purposes.
The first was to find out where the eight laborers had gone. Perhaps Jin Xu had enriched his own pockets and was not satisfied with eating the Zhao brothers, so he had a crooked idea and ate these eight men as well.
Secondly, he was still uneasy because Yu Zhen didn't reply, but Wu Xiuwen had already entered Jin Xu's belly, and the missionary matter in Zhuzhou was not easy to deal with. Moreover, after Zhang Congfeng used the magical skill of living kidney transplantation, the Buddha carver
After giving away the sword, I will also be worried that I have to go to the mountain to confirm the production of Zhuzhu in person.
But before setting off, he still had a little thing to do -
——When you meet the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, you naturally have to bring gifts. If you come to visit with nothing, you have to fight with him.
Buying gifts was originally done by Jin Xu, but the Buddha carver worked overtime at the last minute, so of course he was not in a good temper.
Twenty or so strong men came out of the town, carrying more than a dozen large urns, ready to be sent to the mountain.
The gift that the Buddhist carver wants to give is the "daughter's red" in the urn.
In Black Wind Town, what is daughter red?
Wu Xiuwen looked at it intently, almost frightened——
——He didn't dare to speak out, and the fear in his heart would turn into anger.
In these jars, there are men and women with scars on their orifices, mostly girls of fifteen or sixteen years old.
There are a total of twelve large urns. Judging from the shape and size, these men and women chopped off their hands and feet and cut them into human sticks. They blinded their eyes and pierced their eardrums. They cut their tongues and poisoned them to make them mute. They could only stand stiffly and hunched slightly because
Huandan is planted in the spine, and when the pain of Danding attacks, it will make a strange hissing sound.
Wu Xiuwen also heard Jin Xu talk about this matter——
——In Black Wind Town, this rat spirit is responsible for all major marriage matters.
An obedient and faithful man will be betrothed to a well-matched family. The elders and priests will also bless the couple, return the family's dowry and betrothal gift, and give them a "happy life."
As for the disobedient men and women who want to get married privately and are unwilling to accept the arrangements of the elders, Jin Xu said -
——These people need to be taught a lesson. They need to make wine in a good harvest year and send them to the winery to make red wine.
Xiuwen was going crazy inside. His eyes were almost filled with tears of blood, and his eyeballs were already covered with red threads, but he couldn't cry a little, be afraid, be surprised or fearful.
He saw the men carrying the big urns, their faces full of joy and joy, and they were still whispering.
"After the porters have finished the work of going up the mountain, they will be rewarded by the elders."
"Good thing! Good thing!"
"The autumn harvest is coming soon. After farming, it's time for the big festival. Are you ready for the pills at home?"
"It has been prepared for a long time. My mother-in-law can squeeze out two more, but the color is red and cannot be compared with the white one. If the land god is not happy, I will dig two out of my mother-she has white ones. "
"You want to give four? That won't work! I'll give six! Everyone in the village knows that I am Xiaolian, so they will give me the money for my worthless father! Serve the land master well, the elder will be happy, and then give me real estate. By marriage, I have a mother-in-law and children, and I will give birth to him three or four times to bring glory to our ancestors!"
Wu Xiuwen felt dizzy after hearing this. He looked first at the human pig and then at the Buddhist carver.
He looked up at the dark sky, then looked down at the gathering of torches, and saw the desolate land clearly.
The Buddhist sculptor shouted: "You are a disciple of Bai Mu, so you naturally know what your master likes! Why are you so confused? Come and inspect the goods!"
Wu Xiuwen took a deep breath and smelled the stench of feces and urine in the earthen jar, accompanied by the sweet smell of fairy honey.