Seeing Ai Dacha kneeling miserably in a pool of blood, holding his broken arm and stunned, Shen Qiu's hatred for this neuropathy was also inexplicably reduced.

Along the way, he was very aware of Ai Dacha's dedication to mechanical arts.

Every day, no matter what the conditions are, no matter how tired he is, Ai Dacha always has to study and fiddle with some strange organs and artifacts at night in order to sleep peacefully.

It's not a matter of interest anymore.

This kind of dedication can already be called love, and even a lifelong career, a pillar of the heart, and so on.

Shen Qiu even felt that Ai Dacha's mind was out of order, but he hadn't gone completely crazy.

It was because in his chaotic and crazy mind that there was the Trick Technique, which was the Divine Needle of the Sea, so that Ai Dacha still maintained the most basic sanity.

If you're really crazy, you won't be able to study the tricks anymore.

So, he didn't let himself fall into madness.

Now, the Qingyang Demon Lord has been cut off by Qiu Buping's left arm, how sharp is the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear?

It was cut with flesh and bones, and if there were still the conditions and instruments of the previous life, maybe this arm could still be taken back.

But in this era, it is obviously no longer possible.

In other words, even if Ai Dacha can study the mechanism technique again, he is destined to no longer be able to maintain his status as a master of the Heavenly Rank.

What's more, the use of skillful hands requires too high dexterity of fingers.

The Demon Lord wants to take the path of mechanical arts, which can be regarded as completely broken.

This shot does not take a life.

But he took all the spirit of Ai Dacha and his crazy life, and cut it off together.

The so-called murder is nothing more than that.

"Let's go!"

Qiu Buping didn't look at anyone else, and whispered.

He carried a hundred birds towards the phoenix spear and walked into the night, Xiao Tie picked up the mountain ghost brother, Hua Qing helped the monk Lang, and left with Qiu Buping.

Only Shen Qiu stopped in place, he looked at Ai Dacha, who was speechless after being hit in front of him, he put the shaking light into the knife box and squatted down.

Said to Ai Dacha:

"Demon Lord, actually, I don't hate you, but you have taught me a lot of things.

Discussing with you the whimsy of those tricks also made me... Well, I found a sense of familiarity.

Again, if we change the time and place, we should be able to become friends.

It's a pity that creation makes people. ”

He stood up and said to Ai Dacha:

"The Demon Lord should go back to Qingyang Mountain earlier, so that he can recuperate, and don't worry about the affairs of the rivers and lakes in the future."

After speaking, Shen Qiu left in a hurry.

He didn't dare to stay long, Ai Dacha was deprived of his left arm and was seriously injured, but it was still easy to kill a guy like Shen Qiu.

Ai Dacha didn't hear it.

He just knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the arm in the pool of blood in front of him, the true qi in his body was still running, as a master of the heavenly list, Ai Dacha's internal strength and mental method was definitely not ordinary.

In less than twenty breaths, the bleeding from the wound was stopped.

As the minutes ticked by, the night was already deep.

In the silent wilderness, the sculpture-like Ai Dacha suddenly laughed, grabbed the broken arm in front of him, and staggered back, still muttering something in his mouth.

When he returned to the ruins of the ruined village, in the midst of the chaos, he found his wooden box, and was about to open it, when he suddenly looked back at the night behind him.

In the dark silhouette of the night at the edge of the small village stood a man.

"Are you here to laugh at me?"

Ai Dacha gritted his teeth and said:

"Lao Tzu's arm has been scrapped, and he is already a wasted person, you old thing must be very happy, right? Laugh if you want! In my life, it's a joke! ”

The man of darkness did not speak, nor mocked.

Just waved his hand and threw an object, which landed in front of Ai Dacha's eyes, slowly unfolding.

That's a picture.

Use the secret art of Mojia to mark the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body, as well as the ways and means of transformation.

Extremely detailed.

"Get out! Hold it and roll! ”

Ai Dacha seemed to be stimulated, and he kicked Natu out of the air, like a complete madman.

"I don't need you to pity me!

Come on, old thing, kill me!

Here you go! ”

He yelled like crazy.

But no one in the night was listening to him go berserk.

The man who sent the picture just sighed softly, and then turned and swept into the night.

It never seemed to exist.

Ai Dacha went crazy with a stick of incense, and finally fell to his knees as if he was exhausted.

He dropped his severed arm and reached out tremblingly to grasp the dusty Mechanical Atlas.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he held it closer and closer, his head bowed, his eyes closed, and in those big and small eyes, tears fell, smashing into the dust under his feet.

He lost.

Lost again.

The old thing threw this picture to ask him.

Is his dignity important with hatred?

Or is it more important to be able to continue studying mechanics?

You can choose only one of the two.

But choosing the latter means that the hatred and stubbornness of the Qingyang Demon Lord for more than ten years will become meaningless.

He chose no.

denied everything he had done for hatred in the past ten years.

"Ah!!h

Like a wolf's howl, the heart-rending roar of pain, despair, loss and sorrow came from far away in this lonely night, startling a few crows.

They croaked at night.

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In the place full of puppet fragments, Qingqing, accompanied by his senior brother, used a wooden stick to flick around those puppet fragments.

Trying to find something fun.

After being separated from her senior brother for almost two months, Qingqing missed the feeling of staying by Shen Qiu's side, and Shen Qiu also missed this girl, just like her brother had finally found her sister.

In the past, I always thought that Xiaoqingqing had a broken mouth.

But now those twittering words made Shen Qiu feel at ease for a while.

The mountain ghost sat aside, breathing his true qi while watching Qingqing and Shen Qiu play, as the eldest brother, he also felt a burst of inner peace and warmth.

"What are you looking at? Brother Dao. ”

The young man walked over with a folding fan.

His posture was still as chic as before, but the white shirt was covered with blood and stains, making him look no longer dashing.

Instead, it's like a beggar who has just returned from a garbage dump.

And in the face of his inquiry, the mountain ghost was not as indifferent as before.

He whispered:

"Tell me about Xianmen, I don't understand that."

"Okay."

Hua Qing chuckled, he sat cross-legged beside the mountain ghost, looking in front of him, Qing Qing found a serrated blade in a pile of scraps, and was showing it to Shen Qiu.

And Shen Qiu was busy repairing the damage caused by the battle to Xiuhe, the organ man who was standing in place.

In addition to these few people, on the other side of this meadow.

Qiu Buping was sitting on a wooden stake, with a straight waist with a big sword and a golden horse, and the Lang monk's face was a little pale, but at this time he was still helping Qiu Buping, checking the situation of those small needles in the body.

There are a few Heluo Gang boxers around, carrying torches, to illuminate him.

Xiao Tie...

Xiao Tie stood beside Qiu Buping with a guilty face, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Enemy Lord, you have about 31 cow hair needles in your body."

The monk was busy with a stick of incense, then wiped the sweat on his forehead, pointed to a few thin needles with blood in his hand, and said to Qiu Buping:

"I've taken out 7 of them, but it's because the needles are blocked by your bones and don't go deep into your body.

The remaining 24 pieces have already entered the flesh and blood, and they need to be taken out without damage by special techniques. ”

"I'm tired of the master."

Qiu Buping's tone was calm, as if he was not the one who was hurt.

The young man asked:

"Master of Hatred, can't you take out this needle?"

"Little brother, although I know how to heal, such vicious methods are beyond my ability."

The monk shook his head regretfully.

He said to Xiao Tie and Qiu Buping:

"On this river and lake, there are only three people who have the ability to treat this kind of injury.

Nirvana Temple Yuanwu Zen Master is proficient in Nirvana's true qi, if he can get his help, you can use the true qi to wrap the main harm of the enemy, and then use the true qi of Buddhism to force the fine needle out of the body.

The second person is the head of the Holy Fire Sect, the Peach Blossom Venerable Yang Tao.

Although he is not good at medical skills, he is extremely domineering with Yang Flame Holy Fire Qi, and if he can help him, he can melt the fine needles in his body with true qi and then discharge them from his body. ”

The monk breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"This third person is the twenty-third person on the list, the 'Medicine King Ghost Doctor' Feng Yafu, his Qihuang technique has entered the realm of transformation, and he should have a green capsule magic method to be able to take out the needle."

"This..."

Xiao Tie didn't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but he had heard of the great names of the Nirvana Temple and the Holy Fire Sect, but such characters, especially those who could be invited casually?

Qiu Buping waved his hand and signaled that the monk could go to rest.

After the monk left, the great master turned his head to look at Zhetie, and he spoke:

"Don't panic.

For his father, he has some friendship with that Feng Yafu, but the Medicine King went to Xiaoxiang a few days ago to treat the strange poison for Lin Yundong, the head of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, and he is afraid that it will take a while to come back. ”

Qiu Buping's tone of conversation with Zhetie this time was very gentle, and there was no longer the ruthless coldness that he had in the right and wrong village before.

It's like how a father talks to his child.

Thinking that Qiu Buping suffered such an injury in order to save himself, his son and father had just met, and the father who had been harmed suffered the next great disaster.

Xiao Tie's heart was bitter, coupled with Qiu Buping's gentle tone, which made his eyes red.

In the end, he is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, and he has experienced the dangers of the rivers and lakes, and this time he is about to cry.

He sniffled and said to Qiu Buping:

"Father, I did something wrong this time."

"Wrong? That's right. ”

Qiu Buping is also separated from right and wrong, and the things in his heart are not so heavy, he shook his head, rubbed his slightly aching waist, and said to Zhetie:

"In order to save his brother, my son is willing to risk his death, and with such martial arts, he dares to go against the murderer Ai Dacha, and he can already be called a young man in the rivers and lakes.

How can this righteous thing be said to be wrong?

But you're not doing it all right. ”

The big boss sighed, and he said:

"Walking the rivers and lakes, it doesn't hurt to be weaker in kung fu, but the important thing is to have a shrewd heart, and your father will not be by your side in the future.

If you do anything more, you must not be so reckless. ”

"The child knows."

Xiao Tie lowered his head.

Qiu Buping said again:

"Can my son resent his father's cold words that day?"

"Nope!"

Xiao Tie raised his head and tried to show a smile, and he said to his father:

"The child understood why his father deliberately drove me away that day, and the third uncle told me this, and the child understood that his father had good intentions.

The child also knows that his father has to take care of more than 10,000 people in the village, and he has a great responsibility.

My father is the most righteous person in the world, and it is difficult to make a choice.

Children don't make things difficult for their fathers. ”

Xiao Tie let out a sigh, he took a few steps back, knelt in front of Qiu Buping, and slammed his head three times.

To his father,

"I can see my father in this life, but I am fortunate to have a knot in my heart, and I dare not ask my father to give up his righteousness and leave Qilu with his child.

The child is also older, he can take care of himself, and with Brother Shen Qiu to take care of him, his father doesn't have to worry. In the future, every year on the father's birthday, the child will come to Qinglong Mountain to visit, and he has fulfilled his filial piety.

It's just..."

Xiao Tie's eyes were red, and he said:

"It's just that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and my father must take care of himself."

Qiu Buping's expression softened more and more.

He looked at his young son, who had grown up in front of him.

The pain that cannot be forgotten in the past fourteen years seems to have been washed away a lot at this moment, as if the hole in my heart was slowly filled by something.

He lifted up the young man and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

He said:

"My son is sensible, and my father is very satisfied.

You will leave Qilu with your friends in a while, this is not a war in the village, and my father can't rest assured, so I want to rush back to the town in the starry night.

There is still some time, come, and sit here with the Father.

Let's talk. ”

Qiu Buping pointed to his side, Zhetie stepped forward and sat there, Qiu Buping's gaze fell on Zhetie's face, he looked at those eyes, and was silent for a long time.

He said:

"Like, my son, your eyes are like your mother. You still don't know your mother's background, and you don't know my enemy's inheritance, so my father will talk to you about it. ”

The father and son talked heart-to-heart under the moon, and they seemed to be very harmonious, and it seemed that the estrangement had been eliminated.

Shen Qiu watched this scene from a distance, and he also felt a little emotion in his heart.

Who would know that the simple Xiaotie actually has such a terrible father.

Who would have thought that the hatred that dominates the world is also alive with a young son?

It's just that Xiao Tie's identity will have to be hidden in the future.

Just like Qingqing's life experience, if this is known by others, Xiao Tieke will be in danger.

In this river and lake, there has never been a shortage of crooked ways that do evil things, and following Ai Dacha all the way, Shen Qiu has broken off seven small sects that are decent on the surface and dirty on the inside.

There is a deeper understanding of how sinister the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes can be.

"Senior brother, where are we going next?"

Qingqing hugged Shen Qiu's arm and shook it around, and she asked:

"Can you teach me to manipulate Xiuhe? It's so interesting. ”

"It's hard to learn."

Shen Qiu stretched out his hand and flicked it on Qingqing's forehead, and he said:

"I'll have time to teach you in the future, next, let's send the mountain ghost to Taihang, and then, go back to Suzhou, after leaving for so long, it's time to go home."

The monk on the side was also full of gentleness.

It's not that the prodigal monk was also touched by his own feelings.

It's just that seeing that the young man and Qiu Buping recognized their father and son, the ideas that had been shelved before can be brought up again.

I have to think of a way to get Shiyin's niece closer to this iron-breaking boy, it's better to...

Decide a family affair?

This resentful son, with the eldest lady of the Heluo Gang, is completely sufficient.

And Xiao Tie looks simple, and he is definitely not the opponent of his own poetry, even if he gets married in the future, he will be pinched to death.

It's also a good match for a good person.

The monk was turning the Buddha beads to think, and a Heluo Gang boxer hurriedly walked over.

He had a carrier pigeon on his arm, and handed the rolled up note to the prodigal monk.

With a smile, the monk opened it and took a look.

"Huh"

All the smiles on the monk's face disappeared.