- "No," the mocking smile on Cen Chi's lips rose again, "I've done a lot of things that I think are childish and ridiculous now. I...... In the years after I left my teacher, I threw the resentment of the expulsion on my brother's head. So I avoided him, but I thought about it all the time, and I tried to beat him in another way, and then I voted for the prime minister's ......."

"This ......" If the cold sweat could be invisible, Fang Wu's forehead must have fallen into a large drop of cold sweat at this time, and it was only now that he learned the reason why Cen Chi defected to the Prime Minister's Mansion. After a moment of silence to adjust his mood, Fang Wucai said calmly: "You were a teenager at that time, and you were mentally stimulated by such a big stimulus, it is not surprising that you would do things beyond common sense. But...... Does the historian know that you are from the North Fence? ”

Cen Chi's pale face changed several times, and then he slowly spoke: "In the first few years when I joined the Prime Minister's Mansion, I made a strict modification of my life experience, and he shouldn't have known it at that time...... I'm not sure if the old fox really didn't check on me, but now I'm sure he does. As I told you, the strange people of the Xiangfu tribe stole all the manuscripts of my senior brother, but pretended to put them before me under the pretense of the official documents of the Privy Council, in order to test my choice, and in addition, to determine where I had learned. ”

Fang Wu touched his beard and said, "Hmm...... You restored the encrypted manuscripts, but in fact you disordered them again. ”

Cen Chi smiled coldly, and said lightly: "But no matter what, the Prime Minister has determined where I came from, if I am still drifting like before in the future, the old fox is afraid that he will not be able to keep me." Looking for Liao Shi, I'm afraid it's the last value I can make for the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Fang Wu didn't answer again, just groaned, and after a while, he looked sideways to the side, his gaze fixed on somewhere on the ground.

Cen Chi tilted his head and looked at Fang Wu's line of sight, and his face suddenly turned slightly cold.

The body of the high dive was still lying on the ground. It was already cold, and the dry blood on the floor was coated with several long dark red marks.

Hearing the movement on the bed, Fang Wu withdrew his gaze from the side, and then he saw Cen Chi struggling and seemed to want to get up. Hurriedly stopped: "What did you say when you asked me for medicine just now?" Don't go crazy, be safe! ”

"It's uncomfortable to lie down and talk." Cen Chi was not only not pressed back to the bed by Fang Wu's outstretched hand, but instead sat up with difficulty holding his hand.

Feeling that Cen Chi's fingers were cold, he didn't look like a living person, he was in good spirits at the moment, but with the support of the treacherous pill, Fang Wu couldn't help but wrinkle his brows. But Cen Chi had already sat up, and Fang Wu didn't want to toss him to lie down anymore, just held his shoulders and helped him change to a more comfortable sitting position.

When the high dive was alive before. The kick that kicked Cen Chi in the chest was very ruthless, and Cen Chi's rib fracture was due to him. With such a heavy injury, it took at least five days to recuperate before he could recover some movement, and Fang Wu's diagnosis was not bad at all.

At this time, despite the strange pill acting in the body, it stimulates the hidden vitality of the human body. And anesthetize some pain, but the pain of fracture is not the same as ordinary flesh pain. Cen Chiqiang sat up with his body propped up, and the comfortable feeling brought to him by the medicinal power was instantly replaced by a sharp pain in the broken bone under the ribs, although he gritted his teeth and endured it, his forehead was soon dripping with wet marks.

It is only when he is motionless that the pain is gradually suppressed by the force of the medicine. No matter how wonderful the medicine. The potency table xiàn in the human body, still can't withstand many limitations.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Cen Chi gradually loosened his twisted eyebrows, opened his eyes and said, "The corpse must be disposed of as much as possible." ”

"I know that." Fang Wu rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead for Cen Chi, and then said, "However, I have no experience in dealing with this kind of thing. So I entrusted it to another person. ”

A look of surprise appeared on Cen Chi's face.

Fang Wu smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about it, this person was actually arranged by Xiao Kuang after all." ”

Cen Chi raised his eyebrows and said, "In addition to that pill, how many other things have you arranged that I don't know?" ”

"That's all, nothing else." Fang Wu waved his hand. Then he stood up and went to the table to pour water.

In the fight just now, the wine jar on the table smashed a few, and the teacups in the tea tray also fell a few, but fortunately the teapot was still there, and there was always tea in it. Of course, you can't expect the tea in the teapot to still be hot.

Fang Wu poured a cup of cold tea and walked back to the bed and sat down. Seeing that Cen Chi's hand hidden in his sleeve was obviously trembling uncontrollably, Fang Wu didn't say anything, only fed him water with a teacup.

With excessive blood loss and cold sweat, Cen Chi was also extremely thirsty, and drank the teacup empty in only three or two sips. I swallowed too quickly, choked on my throat, and my lungs were already stuffy, which caused another painful cough.

Rao is state of mind that is as calm as water for a cultivator without support, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. After hesitating for a moment, Fang Wu stretched out a hand to flatten his palm, and slowly clenched it again, his finger joints made a faint crackling sound, and then he spread his palm again, covering Cen Chi's back, brushing over several big points in his vest.

Cen Chi only felt a warm breath pouring into his lungs like a passing wind, stirring up the stagnant qi in his chest, and suddenly felt that his breathing became extremely smooth. The cough caused by choking has become a breeze to endure and become a breeze.

When Fang Wu withdrew his palm, a layer of fine sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

Gao Qian's martial arts are not weak, and he was in a situation of life and death struggle before, and the palm he split out was even more powerful. Fang Wu was not lightly injured by this palm, and it was not appropriate to use it lightly at this time, he was worried that Cen Chi would not stop coughing, and if he cracked the broken rib bone under the ribs that he had just taken back, he would regenerate the burden on his weak body, so he tried his best to help.

Regarding the origin of the little red pill, Cen Chi originally had a doubt, and was about to carefully say something to Fang Wutao, but unexpectedly, this cough also dispersed the thoughts in his mind. Looking at the sweat on Fang Wu's forehead, Cen Chi sighed a little helplessly, and said slowly: "If I can have the talent to practice martial arts like Senior Brother, maybe I don't have to be so troublesome today, I am tired of you working so hard." ”

Fang Wu smiled slightly and said, "If you had Xiao Kuang's martial arts, maybe many years ago, the Prime Minister's Mansion would have turned you away, how could there be today's things." ”

Cen Chi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then showed a trace of an embarrassed smile on his face, and shook his head and said, "I'm also confused." ”

"Don't think about anything now, the most important thing is to recuperate. The broken bone was under the ribs, and I didn't pay attention. It's going to leave the root of the disease. Fang Wu put the empty teacup back on the table, and then walked back to the bed, and was about to help Cen Chi lie down.

Of course, Cen Chi also knew that he had gone too far this time, and he almost accompanied him with his life. Although he escaped death in the end, this little half of his life was no longer arrogant, so he was about to follow Fang Wu's advice and raise it for a few days.

But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the guest room, and then the voice of the knocker came in, but it was not like the tone of the inn's Xiao Er: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Fang's room?" ”

This uninvited guest did not report his origin, but more accurately and bluntly addressed the guest room owner, although the tone of his speech was polite. But there is a hint of weirdness in the content.

However, Fang Wu's face tensed for a moment, and then relaxed, but what he said was still a little vigilant, and he didn't answer immediately, but only asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"It's from the twilight mountains below." The voice of the person outside the door just fell. He raised his hand and knocked on the door four times, with a slight rhythm.

Inside the house, even Cen Chi had already heard the knock on the door, vaguely recognized the other party's origin, and glanced sideways at Fang Wu.

Fang Wu didn't speak, just walked to the door silently and pulled the bolt. Bring in the people from outside, and then close the door.

Seeing the young man standing upright outside the door walking indoors, his face cleared by the closer distance, Cen Chi couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

From what Fang Wu had just mentioned, Cen Chi knew that this young man was arranged by his senior brother, and he didn't have too many doubts about his origin. However, when looking at the man's face clearly. He couldn't stop being amazed in his heart.

The young man's body and appearance matched at least seven points with the dead and stiff high potential lying on the ground next to him. If it weren't for the relationship between the senior brother, the moment he saw this young man, Cen Chi almost thought that it was the high-potential brother who had come to seek revenge.

And for this halfway young man. From the very beginning of his journey, he knew what his mission was, so he could easily read Cen Chi's eyes, and soon found Gao Qian, the person he was about to replace him, in a bloody and messy room.

The young man's gaze paused for a moment on the corpse on the ground, then looked up at Fang Wu, and finally moved his gaze back to Cen Chi, who was sitting at the head of the bed, and waved his hand: "In Shenjing, Xia Dusk Mountain, the name belongs to the nineteenth generation of the Beili partial disciple, dare to ask Your Excellency is the twenty-second generation of the main sect of the Beili, Cen Chi, Mr. Cen?" ”

Listening to this young man talk about the identity of the "nineteenth generation partial disciple of Beili", Cen Chi also let go of the last bit of jealousy in his heart.

This is really a trace of his helpless strange feelings, only to blame this young man for looking too similar to Gao Qian, who has no life on the ground, at first glance it is difficult to distinguish who is real and who is disguised, which has to make Cen Chi suspicious.

The last bit of defense in his heart dissipated, Cen Chi's face gradually softened, and he said with a smile: "In Xia Cen Chi, the twenty-second generation of the North Fence School of the Great Wilderness Mountain, Senior Brother, please forgive Cen for being seriously injured and unable to pay a salute." ”

Speaking of where he belonged, Cen Chi couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. I have been expelled from the Shimen School for so many years, I don't know if I can still be regarded as a member of the North Fence Gate? And to discern what the young man named Shen Jing said, it was obvious that the other party did not know this.

At this time, Cen Chi's face was pale, his lips were slightly gray, and coupled with the sudden decline in his heart, his whole person looked even more sick.

This point Shen Jing is seen in his eyes and in his heart, even if Cen Chi didn't say it so bluntly, he didn't care about this politeness at all, but was a little worried about how heavy Cen Chi's injuries were.

"Brother Cen doesn't have to be formal, he should take care of it as a priority now." Shen Jing Chong Cen bowed slightly, hesitated slightly, and then said: "If you calculate the seniority of the master, you and I can be regarded as equals, but the teacher under him has already deviated from the main line of the Beili School, so ...... If Brother Cen doesn't mind, you and I can have a personal relationship that is commensurate with equal brothers. ”

Cen Chi nodded with a smile and didn't say much.

Shen Jing looked sideways at Fang Wu, who was approaching, smiled and waved his hands and said, "If I remember correctly, Mr. Fang is the eighteenth generation of the Beili Fence, and his seniority is at least two generations higher than that of the Xia......"

Without waiting for Shen Jing to finish speaking, Fang Wu smiled and waved his hand and said: "These things in the ranks, let's talk about them later, deal with this corpse now, I don't know if Shen Xiaoyou has any difficulties?" ”

Shen Jing looked at the cold and hard corpse on the ground, groaned slightly, and then asked, "Do you need to keep anything?" For example, heads, fingers, and so on. ”

Fang Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not necessary, it's just a dead corpse." The cleaner it is, the better. ”

Cen Chi, who was leaning on the head of the bed, suddenly said: "His armor and some things he carries with him must be taken off completely, and they may be useful in the future." ”

Shen Jing turned his head to look at Cen Chi. Said slowly: "When I first arrived, I still need to worry about Brother Cen to explain this matter. ”

Cen Chi nodded, closed his eyes and rested for a while, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing that began to float again, and at the same time pondered the things that Gao Qian was carrying in his mind, and then opened his eyes and slowly ordered some trivial things.

Listening carefully to Cen Chi's advice, Shen Jing nodded, walked to the body of Gao Qian and squatted down, and then lifted off a blanket that hung diagonally on his back.

There were faintly visible handles of several knives and daggers wrapped in hemp rope and leather, if it weren't for Shen Jing's young age. Well-proportioned and neatly dressed, his outfit that hung diagonally over his shoulders looked like the shadow of a butcher.

Shen Jing took out a dagger from his coat and got busy with his hands and feet. The first thing was to cut the clothes of the high dive.

After the two layers of blood-stained and scabbed clothing were torn apart, a side of leather armor-like clothing was revealed inside. The format of this garment is somewhat odd, there is no placket, and it seems that it cannot be called clothes.

Cen Chi sat at the head of the bed, tilted his head to look at Shen Jing, and looked at this young man who looked seven points similar to Gao Qian's clothes cutting his clothes, and he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

It's really high diving, dead and stiff. And the fake high potential to rip off his coat.

Shen Jing slashed the dagger in his hand twice on the strange armor, not only did he feel that the dagger was slipping, but there was no trace left on the armor.

Shen Jing showed a look of surprise in his eyes, turned his head to look at Cen Chi, and sighed: "My dagger, even if it cuts the backbone of a cow." It is only regarded as cutting sugar cane, but it can be drawn on this leather armor, but it has no effect at all. ”

"This is a crocodile armor, which is extremely strong and has a good protection against sharp stabs. But because it does not have the support of hard armor. Therefore, it cannot be used in the armor of sergeants, and it is generally only bought by some wealthy families and entrusted to craftsmen to make intimate armor. Cen Chi smiled faintly, "Wearing such leather armor, in the face of a rain of guns and arrows, the protection ability is also in vain." ”

Shen Jing's gaze moved back to Gao Qian's body, at this time, the bleeding from the external injuries on the corpse had stopped, and it was not difficult to find that the fatal wound of the corpse was in the back, or an external wound. Without much hesitation, Shen Jing took the dagger to cut the clothes behind Gao Qian, and soon he found that this crocodile armor only had the front, not the back.

Cen Chi watched this scene and said: "This defect of the inner armor is here, it is not big enough, and the protective surface is not complete enough." ”

At this time, Fang Wu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly spoke: "It turns out that this is the reason why you want me to sit opposite you." But...... How can you be sure he wears armor on the front before killing him? ”

"Although this guess is also half of the luck, however, some details can still be seen." Cen Chi rubbed his heart, which began to beat a little bit again, breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "He was originally the one who was instructed by the prime minister to monitor us, and he has always been on guard, so he will not give up his body to the people who are on guard. All the way, he walked behind us. ”

"Oh......" Fang Wu nodded slowly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "It seems that you pay a lot of attention to high diving, so that Shen Jing will follow you in the future, which is much more reassuring." ”

Cen Chi heard a different meaning from Fang Wu's words, and immediately said, "Old Dao, are you ...... Going? ”

"Well, it's time to go." Fang Wu didn't go around in circles, and said bluntly: "Your Du has been solved, and Gao Qian has also been killed, what else do you need me to help you?" In other words, I can't help you with the next thing, so let's just separate here. ”

As soon as Fang Wu finished saying this, even Shen Jing, who had just arrived on the side and didn't know the details of the relationship between the two of them, was also a buddy at hand and looked over his head.

Even he, an outsider, could feel that Fang Wu had no such way of saying goodbye, it came too suddenly.

Looking at the gazes of the two people on the opposite side almost at the same time, Fang Wu raised his hand and bent his fingers into his sparse beard and drew twice, and was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Am I not right?" You really don't need my help anymore. ”

Cen Chi half-knocked his upper eyelids, and his tone became a little calm: "Old Dao, unconsciously, I have become a very good friend of yours." ”

What he meant by this was that the relationship between him and Fang Wu did not have to be based on the purpose of having something to do. It is not only a desire to retain, but also a decision to blame Fang Fang for leaving without saying anything, and it also brings up such a cold-sounding reason.

Fang Wu heard the annoyance in Cen Chi's tone, but a trace of warmth rose in his heart.

Cen Chi said this, isn't it what he also wants to say? It's just that he is accustomed to living a life of wandering among the mountains, rivers and wilderness, and although he has not achieved obvious results in the matter of cultivation so far, he is obviously much more late than Cen in the cultivation of his state of mind. The remembrance of his friend did not linger in his heart for too long, and was suppressed by his willpower to manipulate the feelings.

"I'm not going to leave right away, at least in the last few days, when your injuries are at their hardest, I'll stay and take care of you." Fang Wu's eyes were clear when he spoke, his expression was calm, and he didn't show distractions, obviously having made up his mind, "Do you know how long it has been since I had my hands stained with human blood?" I've long considered you a friend...... It's just that I won't give you that pill again these days, because I really don't want to stain my hands with my friend's blood. ”