Eleven
It's really not that I haven't seen a person who is unreasonable, with his clever tongue like a spring and a lotus tongue, people who can easily refute a thousand difficulties are speechless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
And the so-called "easy", the foundation of its foothold lies in its own ability to grasp the truth, and it is too undesirable to justify itself.
But if he is unreasonable and ashamed, he doesn't care about strong words and pretentiousness, so he has to be thick-skinned - pretending to be stupid.
Although Shi Yanwen is not thin-skinned, she finally slipped out of Tui Songyan and was sent to Su Huanzhen when she turned her head, which is as embarrassing as the last time she ran away and was caught by the head of the string.
And a precious opportunity was wasted.
So Shi Yanwen was very distressed, he didn't expect that the route he took at random would actually lead to three thousand dew.
"It's not safe here."
"I can take care of myself."
"You ......"
"Farewell."
didn't want to say more, Shi Yanwen hugged the piano and turned sharply to leave, and stayed any longer, I was afraid that it would really alarm the one who was dewy for three thousand miles, but who knew that the passerby suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two instantly became face-to-face.
"This ......" Shi Yanwen silently recited a few times to concentrate on the soul, raised his head and paused on the Bodhi Red Leaf Sword behind him, he seemed to see a phantom on it, but it was only a glance, and then he still looked at the person with the sword on his back, "Chivalry, what do you want?" β
The knight was silent, waited for a moment, and brushed his fingers on the red leaves, "You are sick." β
It turned out to be a warm-hearted person.
"Thank you for your concern, but if it's okay, Yanwen will consider it."
The knight continued, "There are wicked people who collect ghosts walking around here, and your Excellency lingers here, which may attract his attention. β
Shi Yanwen said, "Then I'll stay away from here." β
The chivalrous man made persistent efforts, "There is a healer in the three thousand dews, who is well-known in the apricot forest, and may be able to help you alleviate this disease." β
The famous doctor is dewing three thousand at the moment, this person's name is already about to come out, Shi Yanwen secretly exclaimed, but he remembered that Su really said that his whereabouts are now considered a secret martial arts, how can this person take him in casually?
"Aren't you worried about my bad intentions?"
"No," the knight chuckled, "your soul is pure and clean, and you resemble the healer, trusting your own vision. β
"Even so, Yanwen is just a stranger."
"Your situation is similar to that of my brother."
"......" is not only a warm-hearted person, but also a person who sympathizes with the same disease, but unfortunately it is not the right time, Shi Yanwen's face was slightly cold, and he bluntly refused, "Jun's hospitality is difficult, but Yanwen has his own way to deal with it, but he still doesn't bother and leaves!" "Spun up speed and pass by.
The chivalrous man sighed lightly and gradually walked away.
Su is really not in good spirits.
At the beginning of the moon on the willow tops, two days ago, the moon fell at the end of the barren pond to get up and write a stick score.
The misery is continuous, and the disaster of the six kings has been calmed down a little, and the nine rounds of catastrophe have come. In order to seize the suffering realm, the Nine Wheels of Heaven descended a different vision to lurk in the demon city, causing continuous civil strife in the demon city, and framing Buddhism, colluding with the three religions to make an obstruction, dividing the unity of the three religions, causing several turmoil, and stirring up the storm for the gas to enter the world.
Demon City, Three Religions and Reverse Three Religions, Nine Wheels of Heaven, a mess, cut off the mess, need to use a quick knife.
This quick knife must be sharp and concealed to achieve a surprising effect.
Since it is hidden, it is always better for fewer people to know about it, and at the same time, using this stick method to lead away the lively and straightforward Qi Tianchang also happens to lay the foundation for him to walk alone in the future.
As for other miscellaneous matters, such as Shi Yanwen......
Shi Yanwen.
Su Huanzhen's pen and ink stopped slightly, the drunken appearance of the man was still vaguely in front of him, in the flickering candlelight, the shadow that left with a low murmur was soft and blurred, as if he was afraid of waking up his sleeping self.
Scold.
"Should I say he's smart, or is he ......?"
"You should rest or not, what are you still writing?"
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Su really came back to his senses, and looked helplessly, Qi Tianbian always seemed to break into his space without saying hello, regardless of time or place, although it occasionally has the effect of invigorating the spirit, but most of the time, it will always be frightening.
ββ¦β¦ I'm writing a stick book," he curled, "for you." β
"Oh?" Qi Tianchang's eyes lit up, his eyes involuntarily looked at his pen, but he said, "Why didn't you give me swordsmanship, your swordsmanship is much more powerful, isn't it?" β
"It's my swordsmanship, it's not yours, you're suitable for using a stick." There are thousands of different aspects of the human world, and the path of cultivation that is suitable for oneself may not be suitable for others. Qi Tianbian's strength is weak, his hands and feet are flexible, and the stick method pays attention to changeable skills, and he is not gravity but heavy skills, which is exactly the same as him.
And Su Huanzhen was especially conscientious and found the Monkey Stick for him.
Before he finished speaking, another person came in, carrying Bodhi red leaves, with a solemn face, in addition to worrying and caring, discussing the elimination of the evil forces in the demon city, he also brought two unexpected news.
One is about a small friction between the heart and the martial arts, which fortunately has been resolved.
The other made Su really couldn't help laughing.
"You say, he's dressed in white and holding Biqin in his hands?"
"Yes," said Zang Bi Boluo, "I saw that he was unwell and dripping with cold sweat, and I regarded him as a man of great spirit, not like a man who twisted and pretentious, and I wanted to bring him here for healing, but I didn't want him to refuse in a thousand ways, maybe he was in trouble." β
There is indeed a hardship, a great suffering.
Qi Tian shook his head and deliberately raised his tone, "Does he still call himself 'Yanwen'?" β
"You know each other?"
"Of course I know, I'll tell you, he's in a real dreamβ"
"Friend," Su really grabbed the conversation and glanced at Qi Tianchang, "I often talk to him in my dreams, but this person has never stepped on the martial arts, he is as light as a chrysanthemum, his heart is as simple as a simple, and his style is low-key, so Su rarely mentions it." β
"I see, does he know you're dewing three thousand?"
Su really smiled, shook his head and said, "Su doesn't know, but I heard you say that he is unwell, but what is wrong?" β
"The external abnormalities are not obvious, but Bodhi Chang has responded to him, and it seems that his soul is damaged." β
"The soul is a big thing, and you can't ignore it," Su really said solemnly, "My friend is so sick that he doesn't want me to let me know, but how can Su turn a deaf ear?" Since you are going to leave for the Demon City tomorrow, can you please take Qi Tianbian to invite him here at this moment, and let me secretly treat him, just ......"
Qi Tian became curious, "What do you say?" β
Su really lowered his eyes, "I just said that Su and he haven't seen him for a long time, and I want to drink Du Kang with him and think about the past." β
He nodded at once, and suddenly asked, "What if he doesn't want to?" β
"Then you tell him that Su Mou still has a jar of aged daughter red, and it takes three years to brew the pine and lead the dew, and if you miss it, there will be no more."
"Really? Where are you hiding? Qi Tian jumped next to him when he heard this, "I want to drink it too!" β
"......" Su really smiled slightly, "Adults can't drink wine, children can't drink it." β
Shi Yanwen had already walked a few miles, he put the piano down, beat his waist, and looked around.
Maybe his spirit was too tight, and he had already left the man, but he always felt that there was a gaze condensed on his body, so that he couldn't relax. This path is like a very dark leather lamp, and the ground is also a twilight and obscure, and it is depressing.
And this suppression, under the sneer of the snooping person, made the hairs stand on end even more.
"Huh."
The hoarse voice was a low laugh that only an old man with a pinched throat could make, as if mocking and sarcastic, and it came suddenly, just when he was about to stop and rest.
It turns out that the depression comes from this.
The colder Shi Yanwen's face became when he listened, and the darker he listened. Whenever he wanted to do something, big or small troubles would appear one after another, the first two he couldn't handle, and this one should always be okay.
"Why don't the old man come out for a while, no matter what the purpose is, he always has to talk about it before he knows the result."
"Talk? You are not qualified to talk to me, as long as you answer my questions obediently, I can keep your whole body. β
Shi Yanwen turned around in place, and suddenly the wind drove the leaves, and he was blocked back to the same place before he could take a step, and where he got down, the half-meter-long willow branch pierced through the forest and broke the stone, silently plunging straight into the ground. Shi Yanwen closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly wanted to laugh, these tricks can only scare the child at most, doesn't that person treat him as a weak baby who can be rubbed by others?
"Hey, even if Yanwen is obedient and obedient, but the old man is hiding in the dark, where does Yanwen want to say? If it's not in the right direction, doesn't it seem disrespectful? β
"Ha, you're very polite."
"The old man has a good eye."
The man seemed to be choked by him, "Flattery will not win you life." β
"But it can leave a good impression on the old man."
"If I were Yama, your good impression might come in handy, but unfortunately I'm not," he snorted twice, his voice suddenly becoming fierce, but more like he was about to die out of breath, "Tell me, who is the person who hides in the dew for three thousand miles?" β
Shi Yanwen's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the swaying black shadow on the ground, "I don't quite understand what the old man means. β
"You and Tireary Harvest Heaven and Zangbi Boluo appeared at the same time in the dew three thousand, and they talked to each other, and their friendship was not shallow, how could you not know who the dew three thousand miles was? I advise you not to leave anything to chance, if there is any further delay, I will kill you to take your soul and torture you again! β
"Oh," Shi Yanwen was slightly surprised, "it turns out that that person is the Red Crown Border City's Zangbi Boluo." β
The old man sneered and received, "Don't you want to say that you are not familiar with him?" β
Shi Yanwen is also very honest, "Actually, Yanwen is a stranger in a foreign land, and she is not very familiar with either of them. β
"Do I have a few friends I'd like to introduce to you?"
"Oh?"
"I have a lot of unjust souls, so I'll send you to be their companion!"
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Rotten wood coffin face, long tongue hanged ghost.
This was Shi Yanwen's first impression when he saw the old man head-on, so it was no wonder that he subconsciously took the guqin and smashed it on the head, but he didn't expect the guqin to be so hard, and everyone was smashed into the ground three inches with a bang, and it only lit up a little white light in the weird and silent aura, and there was no damage at all.
The old man got up from the ground with his cane, his already ugly face almost glared out, and he hated the fire, "You, you!" β
"Sorry, Yanwen didn't mean to, uh......"
But the hole in the ground was indeed smashed by him, what should I say? Shi Yanwen frowned secretly, wouldn't it be too rude if he bluntly said that his appearance was "special"?
"Ignorant child, you are looking for death!" The old man was furious.
"With all due respect," Shi Yanwen smashed the guqin with his backhand, and jumped three steps in a row after hearing a plop, "You were going to kill me." β
However, Shi Yanwen's expression remained unchanged, but he was actually very surprised, he looked at the old man lying on the ground stunned, obviously also puzzled, this old man's previous aura was so wonderful, but as long as he was within five steps of him, it was like a dark cloud covering the moonlight was forcibly lifted and exposed.
The old man is also a person who can bend and stretch, and when he notices the abnormality, he no longer looks down on Shi Yanwen, but he is cautious like never before, like a natural enemy, "Who are you?" What kind of magic trick was used! β
"......" He is just an ordinary person and doesn't know anything about demon law.
The old man wanted to speak again, but the word "you" had just come out of his mouth, and he was hit in the head again, and he rolled out more than ten meters away.
Shi Yanwen's eyelids jumped, not looking at what happened to the old man, holding the qin and making a peerless light skill to turn into light in a hurry, just to avoid the bright yellow in the forest that had several faces.
"Huh? Shi Yanwen, what are you running? β
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"Wait a minute, Su really invites you to drink! It's still daughter red! β
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Unlucky, if it was just bad luck before, then now Shi Yanwen's brain center is full of the word unlucky! Less than half a day after he came out of Tui Songyan, he had to face the dilemma of being taken care of by Su Huanzhen again.
When I think about it, I can't help but move faster.
"Ahh
Shi Yanwen sneered, this call was too fake and exaggerated.
The toes swirled on the branches, the leaves swept on the red and swollen ankles, the white clothes rose in the wind under the moon, the sword qi rang loudly, and the sound of the blunt instrument entering the body was almost covered by the sword groan, Shi Yanwen pursed his lips and paused suddenly.
"But if you asked someone to come back, you actually fell a big hole in your waist, and you still straightened up?"
"Hey, hey, who knows there's a humanoid hole, and I don't know who smashed it."
"Looking at the six roads, if you can't be cautious every step, you should be careful and slow down."
"Speaking of this, you should help Shi Yanwen practice his hearing more, he may not have good ears."
Self-inflicted iniquity......
Shi Yanwen sat on the other side of the secret room and sighed softly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the corner of the guqin, he knew that this was the case, he should not have smashed it a second time.
The dew is three thousand mountains and rivers, flowing deep waterfalls, the rooms are few and large, although this secret room is indoors, but it is larger than the outside room, and the middle is only blocked by a screen.
Sounds and smells are inseparable.
The bitter medicinal fragrance came intermittently, a little pungent, he turned his head sideways to avoid it, but the medicinal fragrance was reluctant to attach his clothes, and he was a little upset after smelling it for a long time, so he simply stood by the screen to see the progress.
The wound on Qi Tianchang's waist was not big, the sword was wide, and half a finger deep, but it looked terrifying at the time, and it was not as serious as imagined after the blood was wiped clean.
Su Huanzhen's work on the medicine is almost completed, he is still in a wheelchair, and it is still a little inconvenient when he leans over to tie the bandages, and he needs Qi Tian to transfer it to him, Shi Yanwen wants to go up to help, but his feet are not controlled by him and freeze in place. He didn't tie his hair, he looked a lot more casual, with a smile on his eyebrows, as if he had encountered something happy, and he didn't mind Shi Yanwen's gaze, or he didn't notice his gaze at all, and he was talking to Qi Tianbian wholeheartedly, which should be distracting the injured person.
Su Lian was torn into wisps and set aside for later use, the effect of the mixed medicine was wonderful, and the wound on Qi Tian's waist had already scabbed over in a moment, Shi Yanwen didn't remember if he had ever seen a more outstanding healer, but Su really must be different, but he didn't realize this matter until a long time later.
After the bandaging was completed, Tai Luogu, a maid with three thousand dew, came in and said that the medicine had been boiled, and called Qi Tian to change out, Shi Yanwen glanced at Su Huanzhen, and returned to the distance as if he had done nothing.
The wheelchair rolled over the ground, and the endless hoarse sound was like the cold wind in the forest not long ago, Shi Yanwen frowned slightly, lowered his head and picked up the strings, "Aren't your legs better?" β
Su really smiled, noncommittal, turned his wheelchair to his side, took the piano aside, and put a tray on the piano table, "You and I are half a catty, why bother so much, let me see your right foot." β
"Not necessarily."
"Do you want me to help you?"
ββ¦β¦ I'll do it myself. β
Shi Yanwen's ankle was already swollen and purple, Su really used the blade to put blood bruising, and after a while, he simply put his foot on his knee to massage him to invigorate the blood, but the wheelchair was higher than his piano seat after all, Shi Yanwen had to press the armrest, look up and collect his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly spy on Su Zhenzhen's expression.
Su Zhenzhen's fingers are very soft, soft and a little like a woman, Shi Yanwen inexplicably felt that her ankles were itching in her heart, and she wanted to retract her feet very comfortably, but she didn't want to show it too obviously, so she coughed and opened the topic first, "How do you know that I'm injured?" β
"The sound of your walking is different from usual," he looked at Shi Yanwen pressing the thumb of the armrest, which was tight and white, and his hand strength was light, "Su's hearing is about better than Yanwen's." β
"......" Shi Yanwen did not answer.
Su Huanzhen looked at the swollen ankle and smiled, "After going out of Tui Songyan for half a day, I was slightly injured, my soul was damaged, and I started with others, which reminded me of the stubborn little boy who ran away from the market." β
Shi Yanwen fixed the strange ups and downs in his heart, and Wen Yan counterattacked, "Suxian people are also very similar to the patriarchs of the market. β
Su really moved slowly, "You, do you want to leave so much?" β
"If Yanwen is not mistaken, it seems that it was Suxian who suggested that Yanwen experience all kinds of hardships."
"That's if you 'can't walk' freely."
"You think I'm incompetent?"
"Do you have one?"
"I have."
"Be strong."
"Su Xianren, don't you think you're too broad?"
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Su really looked at him, tepid, Shi Yanwen's face suddenly turned red, and he secretly regretted it. His temper is getting more and more irritable, he should be the person who understands him best, he should never say such a thing, slander the kindness of others, he should apologize, but Su Zhen's next words made him forget about apologizing.
"Su's management of his own affairs is not too lenient."
"Your business?" Shi Yanwen couldn't help but chuckle, his relationship with him hasn't gotten good enough to the point of "your business is my business", right?
"You don't want to know the truth?"
The smile froze, and Shi Yanwen's face slowly sank, "Suxian, please be careful." β
"Hey, Su just wants to drink Du Kang with you, why is it prudent?"
Shi Yanwen looked at him for a long time, Su Zhenzhen's expression was calm, he was looking at him brightly, and quietly took the medicine, Shi Yanwen hesitated a little, sat up straight, and slowed down his attitude, "Su Xianren has a lot of things, this is Yanwen's business, you really don't have to pay too much attention." β
"Su promised to help you," Su really smiled sideways, "You don't believe me?" β
"......" Shi Yanwen hung her head, not knowing how to answer.
Su really sighed lightly, patted him on the shoulder twice, and wanted to push him back to the seat, "I have found a temporary soul consolidation method for you, but it will take time, just wait for you to recover, Su Mou will no longer hinder your steps." β
"It's just a method of fixing the soul," Shi Yanwen held his hand, "So, what you saw in your dream, you still don't want to tell you." β
"Didn't Yanwen tell Su not to be too concerned?"
Shi Yanwen was speechless for a while, leaned back and approached, "That's-"
Bang!
Qi Tian pushed the door and entered, passing through the screen.
"It's true, the beauty of the piano is looking for ...... You...... You ......"
He first looked at Shi Yanwen's feet, then at Su Huanzhen's hands, and then at the "affectionate and slightly shy" picture that came into his eyes, and quickly flashed out of the secret room like a meteor.
"The great beauty of the kotoki! I have big news for you! By the way, do you know where Su Xuyuan lives? β
ββ¦β¦ Ling Gongzi. β
ββ¦β¦ Well. β