Chapter 113: The Old Man
Not far from the bank of the river is a sparse forest, Anzi wiped his sweat and tears and slowly squirmed the body of nearly three hundred bodies and slowly walked forward, finally approaching a tree, calming the broken heart in his heart, looking at the sunset that was about to go down with empty eyes, and his mind had already scolded the people in the dark all over again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Whoosh", the rabbit brother who had been squatting on the donkey's head ran in front of Anzi's eyes; Anzi knew that nine times out of ten he was looking for food, and if he guessed correctly, this guy must have a leg with the person who secretly made himself; so he didn't think much about it, after all, he was now under the control of others.
Donkey Dan Dan has long been lying on his stomach, maybe it was a little too frightened in the river, and he didn't even gnaw the grass at this time, and rolled his body and donkey's head into a ball, as if he was learning from Anzi to calm the donkey soul from the depths of his heart.
Brother Rabbit came back quickly this time, and what he was holding in his mouth was not a fruit, but a small medicine bottle; Anzi took it off and looked at it, it was a small bottle of unknown liquid, and he sniffed it with his nose, and a smell of medicine that rushed to his brain instantly choked him.
"Hmph, don't think that this brother will give you face, brother won't accept your affection. Anzi, who was indignant in his heart, snorted coldly and said, and then poured all the bottles of potion into his mouth.
After drinking, he smashed his mouth and said, "What's the thing?"
He threw the medicine bottle and leaned quietly against the bottom of the tree, waiting for the medicine to slowly come up, it was already dark at this time, and the extreme challenge of the human body for several days made Anzi too tired, and he fell asleep after a while.
In the middle of the night, an old man with a white beard and hair and two unknown ancient swords behind his back appeared, followed by the old man who sold broth; Anzi slept like a dead pig, but Donkey DanDan and Brother Rabbit were very sensitive, and thought that the enemy was attacking, and ran away in the blink of an eye; so to speak, Donkey Dandan's bad habits began to infect Brother Rabbit.
The old man of the ancient sword didn't care about that, he couldn't help but hurriedly hold Anzi's wrist to investigate, and he could see that there was something abnormal from the expression of Zou eyebrows.
"How's it going?" asked the old man, who was selling broth, probably a little nervous.
The old man of the ancient sword first shook his head and said, "It's very strange, the speed of the blood veins in my disciple's body seems to be much slower than that of ordinary people, although there is no true yuan power, but I don't know why the pulse force beats extremely strongly. ”
The old man who sold the broth wanted to say that it was due to the adventure he had in the Razor Temple, but he didn't dare, otherwise the two would have to fight.
Seeing that the other party didn't reply, the old man of the ancient sword got up and looked around, thought for a while and blamed himself: "Maybe I'm too eager to work hard!"
"How come?" the old man didn't expect him to say this, and replied, "Aren't all the major sects like this? Besides, it would be a great blessing for a disciple of such a low rank to be personally taught by the sect elder. ”
"That's for ordinary disciples. The old man of the ancient sword probably didn't want to discuss this topic with him, so he glanced at the black iron knife behind Anzi and said, "Let's go, let it be natural in the future, otherwise the old man's sin will be even greater." ”
The two ended the conversation like this, and disappeared into the black curtain with two "whoosh" sounds......
As expected, the next day, Anzi seemed to have returned to the original point and began to crawl on all fours again, but very slowly, because it was only three days away from Haocheng if she walked normally, which meant that it would take six days at most for Anzi to get back on her feet, otherwise she would not go.
The weight of more than 300 catties is like a mountain for a little kid who has just been fifteen years old, if it weren't for Anzi's peculiar bones, he would have broken his bones and broken his menstrual meridians; Brother Rabbit still took the tonic medicine from the hand of the person in the secret from time to time as usual, but the effect was there after eating, but the duration was too short, and it was not like the crooked novel that he would be promoted to a level at every turn, and he would break through any bottleneck at every turn, so to speak, there was basically no reaction; except for the ability to restore physical strength, there was no other effect.
The old man with the ancient sword who followed secretly and the old man who sold broth were very helpless, they knew that this was Anzi's physical problem, and this was the case with no bones and no phase.
For three days, Anzi climbed for three days, and only walked for one day according to the distance, and he didn't dare to take the big road, so he walked there if there was no road, for fear of encountering pedestrians; when he was tired, he just lay on the ground and panted; besides, he had nothing else to say, that is, he was not cursing or seeing any brand, but he was a little worried; the tonic that Brother Rabbit brought back began to produce resistance in the body, and the effect was smaller and smaller each time, and it was basically useless now, unless he changed the prescription.
In Anzi's opinion, the drug resistance is nothing, but the two who followed secretly are a little confused, it stands to reason that the drug is getting smaller and smaller, which is expected, but this is too fast, not to mention that the other party is still a mortal, which makes the two of them puzzled.
As soon as he opened his eyes on the fourth day, Brother Rabbit was guarding him with a medicine bottle in his mouth early, and Anzi glanced at it and said, "Throw it away, this thing is useless." After holding the tree and taking a few deep breaths, I tried to see if I could stand.
It may be that three days of crawling really made him a little used to it, and after standing up straight, he only walked two steps before he had an urge to lie down.
"Nima, we must not go on like this, otherwise we will have to degenerate. He swept his eyes around, found a thumb-thick tree skill, and said to the donkey: "That wooden stick should be usable, let's hold it for two days for the time being." ”
At this point, he continued to hurry, and it can be said that Anzi had to rest for a while after walking for less than ten minutes, and the special forces training in those years was nothing more than that.
Intermittently, like a frail old man, he walked all the way, and finally threw away his crutches on the sixth day and appeared on the road.
Anzi, who looked at Anzi who met one or two pedestrians from time to time, was a lot relieved, took a deep breath and said to himself: "It's not easy to finally return to the ranks of human beings!"
I saw a thatched tea shed from afar, and before the people arrived, they waved and shouted: "Boss, come to a big pot of tea, come up with all the food, starve me to death." ”
The owner of the teahouse was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a power suit and carrying a handkerchief on his shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw that he was a teenager, followed by a donkey and a rabbit. Without saying a word, he hurriedly wiped a table twice and replied: "Wait a minute, the little guest officer, it will be fine immediately." ”
In a short period of more than ten meters, Anzi walked for nearly five minutes, and sat down with a heavy iron knife on his back on a chair, just wanted to take a breath, and heard a "click", the chair under him was torn apart and shattered into one place, and Anzi's ass came into close contact with the earth.
"Ouch~~~" The pain of falling to the ground made Anzi unable to speak, and he rubbed his ass and scolded: "Damn! When did my brother suffer this crime, it hurt me to death." ”
"What's wrong with the guest officer?" This frightened the owner of the tea shed, and hurriedly ran out to find out.
"I said, boss, your chair is too sturdy, isn't it?" Anzi struggled to get up on the table, and slowly straightened up in a motion to climb over the wall.
"You ......" The tea shack owner looked at Anzi's face with a frown on his face, and there was a hint of suspicion on his face.
"What's wrong?" Anzi held the table with both hands to stabilize his body and turned his head to ask, Na Zhiyi's eyes widened and exclaimed, "! Lao Zhe, why are you here to sell tea?"
"You~~~ Are you Anping?" Lao Zhe finally remembered something, and pointed at the person in front of him with round eyes, and asked in horror, "You are not dead?"
"Death?" Anzi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became angry: "Who said that I was dead?
"But after you disappeared in the firewood room seven years ago, the big guys thought you were dead?" Lao Zhe couldn't believe what his eyes saw.
"I'm a. Anzi couldn't support it a little, his feet shook a little, and he hurriedly said: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and find a stronger chair, I'm about to fall apart!"
Lao Zhe ran into the grass hut and carried a round wooden chair with both hands for him to sit down, and did not forget to turn back and shout to the house: "Bring the best ones." ”
"Lao Zhe, I haven't seen you for so many years, why are you going back more and more?" This is what Anzi is most puzzled about, and he asked when he sat down.
"You haven't told me where you've been in the past seven years?" Lao Zhe sat down on a chair from behind, picked up the pot of tea on the table, and poured a cup of tea.
"You don't believe it, alas~~~" Anzi said and sighed.
"You can't have been taken away by someone, right?" Lao Zhe took a closer look at it at this time, the past seven years had changed too much for that little boy back then, and this kind of speculation was not what he said.
"What's the matter? The lord of the house chewed his tongue?" Anzi may be too familiar with the human nature of the place where he used to be a handyman.
Lao Zhe lowered his head and looked around carefully, and said in a deep voice: "I listened to what the master said, and you also know that our master has dealings with those immortals." ”
"Also immortals. Ann rolled his eyes when he heard this, picked up the teacup and drank it all, and said contemptuously: "A bunch of old hats still know the immortals, and my brother has been in this world for so long and has not seen it." ”
"Hehe~~" Lao Zhe smiled, took a sip of tea and said: "You kid is still like that, this mouth is under-pumped." ”
"You haven't told me why you came here to sell tea? ”
"Alas~~~ It's hard to say!" Lao Zhe may have encountered something in the past few years, and sighed helplessly: "I should also be unlucky." ”
"What's the matter?
"That's not true, it's just that I still think it's strange when I think about it now, maybe I'm unlucky, right?"
"Hehe~" Anzi laughed playfully twice, and said, "You! It's still the same character back then, in my opinion, it's too easy to get rid of your little butler." ”
Years of reading may have made Lao Zhe mature a lot, and he didn't care much about Anzi's ridicule, and smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Maybe! If it weren't for this family, I wouldn't have been kicked out of Haocheng to sell tea here for a living." ”
"Do you have a daughter-in-law?" Anzi was a little surprised.
"Hehe~~" Lao Zhe smiled knowingly: "It's the second lady's Yahuan Xiaoyu." ”
"Xiaoyu?" Anzi frowned when he heard this name, and asked, "I remember that she is the master's big girl, how could she marry you?"
"The second lady is dead, if it weren't for me, Xiao Yutie would definitely die. Lao Zhe whispered at this time.
"Dead?" Anzi muttered in his heart, and said secretly: "Master has only been out for seven years, how did this house become chaotic." ”
"Do you know how he died?" Lao Zhe looked around cautiously again, and said in a very small voice: "I heard that someone drained Yin Yuan and died on the bed." ”
Lao Zhe's sentence can be summed up in two words in Anzi's mind: Ding furnace!
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