Chapter 77: Nian Xia

Gu Nianxia?

Pudding and I couldn't help but be surprised. If you look closely, it's her! But what was she doing on the frozen lake in the middle of the night?

The night is like ink, and the icy lake is like a plate of silver sand in the hands of a saint under the illumination of the moonlight. Gu Nianxia was dressed in white, standing in the lake, only to see his body light and agile, dancing poignantly and solo in the moonlight. At that moment, everything seemed to be indulged in intoxication, although Gu Nianxia's posture was delicate and weak, but the dance was as shocking as a dragon!

The three of us hiding in the shadows were completely stunned. But sadly, pity, such a beautiful posture is a man's body. We were looking at it, but we saw Gu Nianxia in the center of the lake bent one knee slightly, and then jumped high, his white figure was like a jade rabbit in the dark night, followed by countless ordinary pebbles, but with her as the center, cutting through the sky, each of them was murderous, and one of them was shooting at us with a fierce cold light! I yelled "not good", and quickly ran away with the pudding, but I heard a sound of piercing the wood into the eardrums, and then looked, it turned out that the place where we sat down to drink, there was a wooden target hanging next to it, he Gu Nianxia was not dancing on the ice lake, but practicing her unique stunt: Nine Ghost Arts!

The Nine Ghost Technique is a kind of "archery technique".

This kind of kung fu does not use force, but qi.

This skill is not the illusory magic skills in martial arts novels, but a martial art that really exists in reality. There is no skill in this kung fu, it is completely based on hard practice, it can be said that anyone who has practiced hard for ten years can basically reach the realm of one ghost and two ghosts. Legend has it that in the early years, there was an old man in She County, Anhui Province, who loved to throw stones to play when he had nothing to do on weekdays.

One day, I encountered a group of gangsters robbing a woman, the old man hid in the shadows, and six stones flew out, all of them hit the eyebrows, and knocked down the gang. Because of this, the old man also got a good relationship and had a son in his later years. I remember that I was on the Dajiang Evening News in '94, and I was very impressed back then.

The Nine Ghost Technique, starting from the Xia Shang Zhou, has been practiced by people regardless of that dynasty, and it is not a rare thing. But as far as the ancient books that can be investigated are concerned, even if it is the Dharma Patriarch of Shaolin Temple, the Nine Ghost Skills are only in the realm of four ghosts. Of course, this may be because Patriarch Bodhidharma has Shaolin seventy-two stunts, and he may not specialize in the nine ghost skills, but he can reach the realm of the four ghosts, which is no longer ancient. However, this also confirms that once the Nine Ghost Skill is practiced to the limit of the human body, it will not be able to go up. The so-called highest "Nine Ghost Realm" has never been seen before, and according to legend, only Nuwa Niangniang can use it, and ordinary people think about it, that is the realm that God can achieve.

But just now, I can see that even if I am a fool, where is this still an ordinary realm? The lake was bigger than two football fields, and if I were standing in the middle and throwing pebbles, I wouldn't even know where the fuck would have been thrown, let alone hit the bullseye on the shore. And it's a lot of them!

Now I finally know why Uncle Lao Yang said that Er Biao and Gu Nianxia are not at the same level at all, Er Biao is very strong to put it bluntly, but Gu Nianxia is different, if he wants to kill someone, he is silent a hundred meters away, and he can't even find the murder weapon, and he doesn't know how to die.

Gu Nianxia's stone woke up all of us who were drunk, all of us were in a cold sweat, so I threw the wine bottle without looking back and ran away, this unsolved mystery research institute is not a place where you can wander around, it is safer to stay in the house honestly, I don't want to fly to the disaster before completing the revolutionary cause handed over to me by the motherland, and the most important thing is that my insurance this year has not been paid.

The next morning, a black BMW seven-seater SUV parked downstairs, and according to the plan, our six-person "Jade of the Living Dead" task force was to set off for Qinhuangdao, Hebei Province, to meet the old man of God.

At the appointed time, everyone gathered downstairs, but except for Uncle Zhou and Gu Nianxia, the rest of us all had an "accident". Pudding girl was cold by the lake last night, and after waking up today, she was dizzy and swollen, and her body temperature was almost 41 degrees. The man burned red like Peppa Pig.

I fell last night when I was running, and I didn't feel pain when I was drunk, but when I came here this morning, half of my face was swollen. Er Biao is even more miserable, he drank too much burning knives yesterday, and he couldn't do it in the first place, so he had to do it, and he stuffed half a bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou in one breath, the wine was more than sixty degrees, and if he didn't drink it well, he could take you to see Chen Duxiu, so Er Biao was still vomiting until the morning.

When Zhou Boren saw the three of us so out of shape, he was immediately furious, his face was as black as Bao Zheng, if he put a moonlight poke on his forehead, then he could basically be Lu Yi's stand-in. However, he was angry, considering that after all, we had just arrived and we didn't know much about the rules, so he forced us to get in the car and set off first.

Although we were raised by our stepmother, it was not that no one loved us, Uncle Lao Yang saw a few of us burning, hurting, and vomiting, but he felt distressed. First, he drugged the pudding and brought a towel to cover his forehead. Tell her not to talk and get a good night's sleep. Then he rubbed me again, and sighed while wiping: "I said Mr. Mo, the two of them are young, but you are not young, how can you let them mess around." ”

As soon as I heard that your Uncle Lao Yang is really powerful, this knife is so good! This sentence distinguishes me from these two poor middle peasants who do not have a high ideological and political consciousness. So I first secretly congratulated myself, and then said with a look of self-reproach: "Alas, I can't blame them for this, if I want to blame them, I am not young, and the amount of alcohol is not as good as them. Otherwise, how could I not have stopped it? Today's young people, enthusiasm is really enthusiastic, but in terms of proportion, it is still not mature enough......"

When Zhou Boren, who was driving the car, heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Who else can take the lead?" It's not his second biao, this stupid calf, you tell me who else can take the lead? Erbiao, listen to it, people don't want to drink at all, if you hadn't dragged it stiffly, how could it be like this?! ”

Er Biao sat in the middle and vomited unconscious, and I quietly put all the blame for drinking last night on him, and he didn't even have the strength to refute. I just wanted to speak, but there was a churn in my stomach, and I quickly threw up outside the window. His mouth was still vaguely said: "Mo Laosan, you are really fucking righteous!" ”