118 The heart is incurable
Smiling Proud Jianghu 2
Under this pain, Qiao Heng's perception of time and space was distorted and blurred.
By the end of this long ordeal, it was already half dark outside.
Qiao Heng felt that his limbs were carrying a kind of numbness, and he used his internal force several times before this numbness gradually faded. Without waiting for the stiff and cold numbness to fade away, he quickly stopped running, and the internal force mobilized the internal force to loosen the blood and clear the pulse, which was just a commonplace thing for ordinary martial artists, but for him, it became a burden on his heart.
He sat on the ground leaning against the pillar, exhausted to the extreme, but mentally regaining his usual caution and vigilance.
Of all the beginnings he's been through, the current situation isn't the worst.
Despite this, Qiao Heng will not take his current situation lightly just because he still remembers the plot of the original book. On the contrary, he will only be wary of most of the dramas that have appeared in it.
The tragedy of the Fuwei Dart Game is not that Lin Pingzhi killed Yu Canghai's son, but in a ridiculous sentence "It's like a three-year-old doll, walking in the downtown with gold in her hand", as the so-called puppet is not guilty of his guilt, but it is not the people in the Demon Sect who say this, not the Qingcheng faction, but the dignified Wudang head.
In the final analysis, it's all because of a sword book to ward off evil spirits.
After reading the original book, of course he knows what kind of goods this is, Qiao Heng has the intention to get the sword book to ward off evil spirits from the old mansion in Fuzhou and make it public, so as to take a good look at the faces of the "heroes" from all walks of life.
But Lin Pingzhi's "death" has changed the plot of the original book, for those who want to get the evil sword spectrum, this means that there is one less clue to get the evil sword spectrum, which will only make them more hungry and strictly guard all the remaining clues, Qiao Heng has no intention of testing the old mansion in Fuzhou to see if there are people from the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Qingcheng Sect defending it.
Since this is the case, Qiao Heng did not hesitate to abandon the evil sword spectrum.
In life, Qiao Heng is not such a squeamish person. Under the current conditions, he will no longer demand a high quality of life.
Now that it was dark and it was too late to enter the city, he decided to rest in the ruined temple for the night.
The night's rest was not good, during which he woke up once because of angina, and then fell asleep again because he was extremely tired, although he had fallen asleep, he still remained awake for three minutes, and did not dare to fall into a deep sleep.
On the second day, he woke up when he arrived.
He straightened his clothes and appearance, and was about to leave, when he noticed that the beggar who had been in the corner when he came in the previous day was still there. He stopped and asked, "This little brother, are there many people in the city these days?"
Liu San said with some restraint: "Not much, not much." ”
Qiao Heng: "Thank you, little brother, for informing me." ”
After saying that, he left five copper plates, and then walked out of the ruined temple.
He had a lot of silver taels on him, these were not from Lin Pingzhi, but he got them after he crossed over.
He is very different from Lin Pingzhi.
Regardless of Lin Pingzhi in the later period, Lin Zhi in the early stage of the original book can be called the number one "clean person" in the whole book. After being separated from his parents, he would rather starve to death than steal, and still adhere to his own integrity.
After Qiao Heng found out that he had nothing on him except for a piece of clothing at the beginning, he directly found a gambling house and made a completely worthless transaction. Because he noticed that several of the guards in the gambling house were armed with martial arts, for the sake of safety, he deliberately won or lost a few rounds, and immediately stopped after saving a few taels of silver.
But what is the use of a few taels of silver?
For ordinary people, they can probably buy another two acres of land. But on him, it may not be enough for him to seriously prepare a healing medicine.
He walked into town.
Had a breakfast at a wonton stand on the side of the road.
Then he asked for directions, stopped in front of a calligraphy and painting shop, looked at the signboard, and walked in.
The boss is a tall and thin man with a goatee, who always has the ability to watch people when he does business, and he sees Qiao Heng with fair skin and neatly trimmed nails, these two points alone are different from the ordinary people who are exposed to the wind and sun all day long and work hard.
He greeted him and said, "I wonder if this boy wants to see some words or paintings?"
Qiao Heng said: "My father likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, and I would like to ask the shopkeeper to introduce me." ”
He is not from this world, and he has never heard of the names of many famous people, but Lin Pingzhi grew up in contact with all kinds of property in the dart game since he was a child, and he has an impression of some famous people.
Qiao Heng listened to the shopkeeper's introduction, and finally stopped in front of a piece of calligraphy.
To be honest, this painting can only hold up to the middle and upper level. But it was the shopkeeper's introduction to it that caught his attention, in short, a contemporary calligrapher who had been destitute before he became famous.
Qiao Heng's eyes moved slightly.
He frowned slightly and asked, "Do you remember where the shopkeeper came from?"
The shopkeeper pondered for a while, and felt that it was okay to tell others about it, so he said, "If I remember correctly, this painting must have been bought by the shopkeeper in a pawnshop on the way back to his hometown." ”
Qiao Heng nodded, carefully observing this calligraphy and painting, from the shape of the font to the paper, every small detail was not ignored.
After a few moments, he said goodbye to the shopkeeper.
Qiao Heng had already made a decision in his heart.
He sorted out a few key points in his mind, contemporary calligraphy masters, which means that the age is very close, and the work made when he was poor before becoming famous means that the paper will not be too good.
In Lin Pingzhi's memory, he even found out the name of this rice paper.
Qiao Heng turned around and went to buy the same paper.
In the inn, he did a little with the paper.
He held a bamboo pen in his hand and waved it on the paper with a calm expression.
The next day, he took the painting to the shopkeeper of the calligraphy and painting shop.
Then bluntly said: "Yesterday I saw a word here, unfortunately, a few days ago I bought a calligraphy and painting for my father to find a birthday gift, and the two were completely similar, and I asked the shopkeeper to distinguish the authenticity." ”
The shopkeeper's complexion changed.
When Qiao Heng unfolded what he was holding, he leaned forward with a grim expression.
The expression on the shopkeeper's face changed several times.
He was sure that the calligraphy and paintings in his shop were genuine, but the words in the young man's hand did not look like a fake.
The only difference between the two is that one is framed and the other is not.
He slowly covered the words brought by Qiao Heng on the words in his store, and the two completely coincided.
Qiao Heng's expression remained unchanged.
The shopkeeper asked Qiao Heng to wait for a while, and invited an old man out from the back of the store.
The old man placed the two words together and looked at them for a moment.
Suddenly, as if he realized something, he twisted the thickness of the paper with his hand, and then he smiled.
"Selling calligraphy and painting for so many years, I didn't expect to really let the old man reveal the painting. The old man explained to Qiao Heng, "I think Gongzi is a person who can read and ink, and I think Gongzi should know that rice paper can be layered, and the better the rice paper, the more layers it has." Therefore, there are such skilled craftsmen who take advantage of this characteristic of rice paper to come up with a way to reproduce calligraphy and painting, that is, to uncover the paintings! A calligraphy and painting is revealed into two to sell, and each one is genuine!"
Qiao Heng was like a person who had heard of this kind of thing for the first time, he didn't show anything unusual, and his expression was just right.
The iron color on the shopkeeper's face finally subsided, and he said with some joy, "I wonder if Childe is willing to sell this painting?"
Qiao Heng seemed to be thinking about it, he was silent for a moment, and responded, "Okay." ”
When he walked out of the shop, the shopkeeper didn't notice that his steps were no longer as steady as before.
The pain in his heart came again, and Qiao Heng clenched his fists.
It was outside, and he had to at least hold out until the inn before falling.
More than ten days have passed since he came to this world, during which he has been hiding his identity and avoiding contact with the Qingcheng faction and even the entire famous and decent people.
The heart-wrenching slap that Yu Renhao hit him had too much impact on him.
In this case, any charlatan could become a fatal straw that crushed him.
The reason is simple, he does not know who can "trust".
The Fuwei Dart Bureau was wiped out by the Qingcheng faction, how did the famous and decent people do it? They chose to stand by and watch.
The most pitiful thing is the rudder of Nanchang, which is clearly written in the original book, "The dart bureau has long been burned into a white ground, and dozens of families in the neighborhood have been burned to the bottom." Based on a family of three, there are hundreds of people who died, and there are people who stand up and denounce this? Even if it's just verbal, there is none.
There's really nothing incomprehensible about this.
In Qiao Heng's view, there are actually two concepts of "good" and "evil" in the book, one is at the level of human nature, which goes without saying, and the other is in the political sense, such as the feud between the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect, and the dispute between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect of the Huashan Sect.
These two concepts of "good" and "evil" intersect with each other, but they do not completely coincide, and some of them can be said to be in conflict with each other.
Under all kinds of constraints, there is no one in the famous and decent family who really stands on the side of the Fuwei Dart Bureau in the Demon Sect.
Qiao Heng didn't count on them either.
What he has to consider now is his heart disease, and the medicine he needs is too biased, so he finally managed to get the medicine on the prescription.
He tilted his head and drank a bowl of burnt yellow potion and swallowed the bitterness in one gulp.
The author has something to say: good evening, everyone
Sell a cute one to everyone and run away silently