Chapter 139

Gu Jinghong didn't explain much, he came here mainly to see the recasting of An Jiu's body.

Mo Sigui really did not disappoint, although the meridians of Anjiu will not be restored, but if he can continue on the road of external cultivation, I believe there will be some achievements.

In the dim light, An Jiu's expression gradually calmed down, but his eyes were like hidden blades, alert and sharp.

It was such a look that made Gu Jinghong notice her in the plum blossoms.

At that time, she had almost no internal strength to be able to brush off his mask, which made him extremely happy - this girl was murderous by nature, she was a natural assassin! If it is cultivated, it will be a murderous weapon in the near future.

It's just that An Jiu is now very vigilant, which makes Gu Jinghong feel very tricky.

It seems that there is an urgent need to get on with it......

He thought for a moment and then figured out why, "Maybe you won't believe what I'm saying now." Your mother has not slept, and she will not. ”

An Jiu frowned, and there was some mockery in his eyes.

Gu Jinghong pondered for a moment and told the truth, "I propose to rebuild another Dragon Martial Guard, this one only performs tasks and is not responsible for serving. This matter is the consent of the saint, after all, he is still a mortal at the moment, and needs to take care of mundane matters. In addition to the Holy Lord, the Crane Envoy and me, you are the fourth person in the know, you can assume that you have not heard of it, but if it is leaked, you must be able to guess the consequences. ”

No matter how much the emperor asks the immortals, he can't completely ignore state affairs, as a person who is concerned about the safety of a country, he really needs someone to protect him, and someone to deal with various things for him, including some assassination methods.

He was convincing, and An Jiu was skeptical, but even if Mei Yanran didn't sleep in the dormitory, she wouldn't consider entering Long Wuwei, because she was too familiar with Gu Jinghong's gaze. The commander of the organization in her previous life would often look at her with such eyes, exclaiming, "Thank God! Ann, you are the perfect weapon he has given me to conquer the world."

An Jiu has been living a precarious life in the past, she can only see the present and tomorrow, she shuttles through the bloody wind when there is a task, hides in Tibet without a task, she is used to receiving orders, waiting for orders, losing the commander is like losing guidance, but after going through many things. An Jiu seems to have slowly found herself, although she is still very confused about the future, but she already has a clear idea in her heart - in this life and this life, even if she can't escape the fate of becoming a tool of murder again, she will become her own weapon!

Gu Jinghong didn't expect An Jiu to believe it, so seeing that she didn't react, he said lightly, "There will be a period later" and left consciously.

Looking at the darkness outside, An Jiu fell into deep thought.

What does Gu Jinghong want to do? He didn't seem to be loyal to the emperor, but he worked so hard to rebuild Long Wuwei. The motive is really suspicious.

An Jiu thought of Chu Dingjiang again, he seemed to be constantly trying to win over people, was it purely to consolidate his position in the Crane Control Army?

She couldn't see it, and she couldn't guess their purpose. However, from the turmoil in the Crane Control Army alone, she could already perceive the turbulence hidden under the calm of the Great Song Dynasty, and perhaps once the turmoil started, it would be a situation of dynasty change.

"Huh." An Jiuwu laughed to himself.

The only sound in the dead room was her abrupt giggle.

An Jiu held the mentality that he was not good and could not look down on others, and thought of the upcoming war. I was looking forward to it.

- This is the happiest moment she has ever been in the killer industry, not one of them.

In the days that followed, Anjiu was in a good mood. The practice of martial arts is also particularly energetic.

Her skin was like that of a newborn, and it gradually became white and delicate from day to day, making her look younger than other women of the same age. So much so that Mo Sigui was startled when he woke up and saw her, and sighed, "It turns out that external repair and recasting of the body also have the effect of rejuvenation"!

After Mo Sigui finished eating the porridge, he wiped his mouth and said, "I decided that after the age of fifty, I must also recast my body and change from fifty to fifteen." ”

"I've got your back." Yasuhisa positively affirmed his idea.

Mo Sigui listened to this tone, and then thought of his tragic situation at that time, he couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke the placket of his clothes, and changed his mind without restraint, "Forget it, a man like me who mainly relies on the connotation to turn sentient beings upside down, in fact, the skin is just the icing on the cake, and the maturity also has the charm of maturity." ”

An Jiu sneered, wanted to be sarcastic, and then thought that he still needed Mo Sigui's help to practice the meridian breaking palm, so he took out the broken little book and put it in front of him, turned the third page, pointed to the words on it and said dryly, "It is said that you want to understand the meridians of the human body, this is your specialty, tell me about it." ”

She rarely begged for someone, and her expression was embarrassed.

"Look down on people!" Mo Sigui stroked his eyebrows, deliberately embarrassed, "This is not a specialty, it is something engraved in the bones of the doctor, it is too simple to arouse interest." ”

An Jiu frowned, pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and endured it again and again.

Just when Mo Sigui thought that An Jiu was going to bow his head and beg him or be angry, he heard her ask calmly, "Are you so cheap in your bones?" ”

"What?" Mo Sigui hung his eyes and knocked on the table unhappily.

"You say it's something engraved in your bones, and it's precious, but you look down on it, isn't it worthless?" Anjiu worked hard to express the meaning clearly.

Mo Sigui suddenly said, "Can't you talk so much?" If it's worthless, it's worthless, and it's cheap! ”

An Jiu corrected him seriously, "This is a relatively high-end usage." ”

Worthless equals not expensive, not expensive equals cheap, three words can be condensed into one! How magical, how deep!

In the past, Yasuku would only speak some simple words in Chinese, but since inheriting the knowledge accumulated by Mei Jiu, her vocabulary suddenly became rich, making her a little at a loss where to start. She got these accumulations, but unfortunately she didn't get along with Mei Jiu for a long time, and she didn't learn how to use them all, most of the time she grabbed and used them when she felt that the meaning was almost the same, and she often picked up what she thought was a very deep statement.

"I didn't hear where the high-end was!" Mo Sigui didn't know what she was thinking, and only thought that she was deliberately turning around and scolding.

Forget it, adults don't remember villains! Mo Sigui poured himself a cup of tea, intending to suppress the stuffiness in his chest.

"It's okay, I'll teach you slowly in the future." In Anjiu, she was convinced that Mei Jiu was particularly cultured, and her amazing vocabulary was more than the several Chinese she knew combined, and she was also convinced that her words were very high-end, so she said confidently, "In return for you teaching me the meridians of the human body." ”

The tone was sincere, so Mo Sigui couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at her carefully, only to see that her tender face was full of "sincere", and her heart didn't look like a ridicule, could it be that there was a fool living in this shell?

"The water is overflowing." An Jiu didn't look at it, but his spiritual power was already felt.

Mo Sigui put down the teapot and said after a moment of silence, "I'm quite interested in your high-end words. ”

In fact, he was more interested in Anjiu's "illness".

"Deal?" After Mei Jiu's death, An Jiu gradually discovered that she was not useless.

"Deal." Mo Si returned.

The matter was so happily finalized, and Mo Sigui began to explain the human body meridians to An Jiu.

There is a generation of divine doctors' teachings, and the meridians are not a problem. And Mo Sigui is also very satisfied with An Jiu's comprehension ability, and the teaching process is happy and smooth.

But An Jiu was not very satisfied with Mo Sigui, and when he explained the use of some words to him, he always couldn't understand it accurately, and when he listened to her explanation, he either looked surprised, or his face was confused, or he began to ponder. Also, it is to check her pulse from time to time throughout the day.

"You've been taking my pulse a bit too much lately." An Jiudao.

Mo Sigui's fingers pressed lightly on her wrist, and the true qi turned into four strands that penetrated along the pulse, and she probed for a moment, looking confused.

"Something wrong with me?" Yasuku asked again.

Mo Si returned to his senses, not wanting to say that he suspected her mental problems, his eyes wandered over her to think of excuses, and finally said slowly, "You are also sixteen, and the length of your breasts is still not very good, I am looking to see if there is a deficiency in the spleen, lack of qi and blood, ......"

"I think it's good." An Jiu's body came to menstruation two years ago, although it is not very accurate, but it is not a big problem to estimate, and the chest is not big or small in terms of body proportions, and it can be held with only one hand, "too much affects the movement." ”

"If you think it's good, I'll be relieved." Mo Si got up, "I'll go for a walk." ”

Anjiu nodded, thinking that he looked melancholy, thinking that it was because he couldn't learn vocabulary well. She rarely has a deep friendship with people and thinks that she should cherish it, so she comforted her seriously, "Things can be learned slowly, I won't laugh at you, really." ”

Mo Sigui grinned, clearly smiling, but he looked gloomy and gloomy, revealing deep helplessness. He silently thought in his heart, "In life, who will not encounter one or two obstacles......"

couldn't find out the "cause" of An Jiu, and couldn't think of a way to restore her meridians for a while, and she couldn't separate the two souls of the same body at the beginning...... Mo Sigui felt that he had encountered an unprecedented predicament in the medical path.

He went out for a spin, bathed in the hot and bright summer sun, thinking about the style that An Jiu had always shown, and carefully divided people into four categories: men, women, eunuchs, and An Jiu.

Mo Sigui decided to practice medicine in the future, specializing in the first three types of people, and the latter category was too scarce, so he only did incidental research, and could not give up the entire forest for the sake of a crooked neck tree.

After figuring it out, he felt a little lighter.

At this moment, the "Crooked Neck Tree" was holding the token given by Gu Jinghong and under the leadership of Sheng Zhangku, he was consulting the information of the previous generations of foreign cultivators.

Sheng Zhangku looked at her increasingly clear eyes and smiled lightly, "Divine Doctor Mo is really extraordinary. ”

An Jiu looked at the information of several ninth-order external cultivators and asked, "Why did some of them die after only one mission?" ”

It is definitely not a coincidence that the ninth-order external cultivation masters have all died easily, and the highest record is that they have performed twelve missions. An Jiu didn't know the performance of the ninth-order internal cultivation in the mission, but Gu Jinghong was a ninth-order internal cultivator, which could be described as invincible, and others might not be able to compare with him, but he would not be too weak. (To be continued......)

PS: Let's start with a shot, I didn't change it yesterday for some reason, I made it up today, and I went to the toilet to come back and continue.