Chapter 146: The Hate Girl's Writing
Wu Laosan dug his nostrils and flipped through the ancient scrolls, leaning on the back of the corpse, and he was really brave enough to look at it.
The ancient scrolls are densely packed with the experience of this woman, and the more Wu Laosan looks at it, the more strange he becomes, only to find that this woman's life is gorgeous.
Her name is Qiu Nu, but she doesn't know what her real name is.
In the past, the swordsmanship was peaceful in the Central Plains, and the sword intent in the world was unparalleled.
In the old days, the knife technique was vertical and south-bound, and the former dynasty was invincible in the world.
One move to break the sword trick, half a palm to collapse the tiger Arhat, kill the eighteen green forest heroes by the West Lake, and win the sword at the top of Mount Tai.
But she always can't beat a person, who that person is not recorded in the ancient scrolls, Wu Laosan only knows that person is more legendary than her, but he has never left a name in the world.
The two agreed to spend ten years to appreciate the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, but when the woman's swordsmanship was superb, the man died unexpectedly.
The enemy girl searched all over the world for revenge, and finally gained insight into the truth of the matter, and felt that she was powerless to hate her best friend, and finally became depressed.
I wanted to jump off the cliff to kill myself, but I accidentally came to such a place, I was disheartened, and I was alive here.
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After reading this woman's life, Wu Laosan inevitably thought of himself, he had been so floating for half his life, and there was nothing remarkable about it.
Look at people, and then look at yourself, hey.
I was a little tired, so I might as well be here with this corpse and die.
Wu Laosan was frightened by this idea of his own, and a few inches of sunlight occasionally penetrated into the gap in this tree hole, which taught people to feel like a world away.
The fine powder in the air made Wu Laosan puzzled, but his mood began to become more and more dull as he flipped through the ancient scroll.
Wrong!
can actually make yourself more and more congested the more you look at it, and the whole person becomes disheartened, this place can't be careless.
Wu Laosan bit the tip of his tongue to calm himself down quickly, then put down the ancient scroll and looked around.
There was a jade pot on the table.
Wu Laosan suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and although it was damp in this tree hole, he still felt dry and sleepy.
Walking forward, Wu Laosan shook the jade pot and heard the sound of splashing the wall of the pot inside.
The people of the Ming Dynasty, the water of the Ming Dynasty, after so many years, can they still drink it?
Wu Laosan was puzzled, but when he smelled the refreshing aroma emanating from the jade pot, he opened the lid and the smell of wine became stronger.
This is a good pot of wine, and after so many years, it must be a peerless wine.
Then he is not afraid of being turbid, since it is wine, Wu Laosan is naturally greedy, and pours the jade pot into his mouth.
Gollum! Drink it all.
"Good wine!"
Wu Laosan couldn't help but exclaim, the taste of this wine is in a trance, it is the ambergris Qiongjin, the only one in the world.
But not long after drinking it, Wu Laosan began to feel that his head was sinking, and his consciousness slowly began to blur, and his brain roared continuously, and the Tao was vertical and horizontal.
Scenes of déjà vu followed, as if there was a woman's back, independent on the side of the cliff, proud of the crowd.
The clothes fluttered, and it was the most prosperous fireworks in the world.
Wu Laosan wanted to open his mouth to inquire, but found that he couldn't make a single sound, and the woman left.
There was occasionally a tingling feeling in his heart, teaching Wu Laosan not to be sad.
couldn't help but be upset, as soon as he waved his hand and raised his head, Wu Laosan was in a trance.
"This wine is too strong..."
Wu Laosan muttered, shaking his head and trying to sober himself up.
shook his head like this, but saw that at the top of this tree hole, there were painting-like rock carvings, and there were all dense circles on it.
There was no trace of a knife and an axe, and Wu Laosan was surprised to find that this piece of rock carving was created by condensing extremely soft things with qi.
It's a miracle.
In addition to being surprised, Wu Laosan's mind became more and more swollen, and the portraits became more and more blurred, due to intuition, this is a copy of martial arts.
It is likely to be the true meaning of the ugly girl after the peak of martial arts training in her life.
This is the world's mastery, but Wu Laosan feels very sad, he has fallen into a broken limb, and he is a pot, what is the use of this martial arts?
But I still can't help but look, the top of the tree hole is made of a large bluestone slab inlaid in the trunk, I don't know how heavy, but at a glance I know that these gestures are like opening the sky.
Sure enough, as Wu Laosan guessed, the carvings in this rock carving are all knife tricks.
"A knife is greedy for a wolf, and Da Jian is unstoppable for thousands of people, and it is for greedy knives."
"The two knives are lustful for the fire pool, fighting left and right to burn the city and plunder the land, for the sake of the sword."
"Three knives are angry in Cangshan, and the tyrant is never invincible in the world, it is for the angry knife."
"Half a knife..."
In the end, there was a half-knife technique, but Wu Laosan couldn't see it clearly, because the rock carvings were blurry and hidden in chaos.
The more I want to watch, the more I feel that my head is swollen, I can't think, and I have a splitting headache when I am deeply immersed in it.
He didn't know if it was a means or a realm that he couldn't understand.
Each rock carving is vivid, depicting the world-class demeanor between the enemies and the enemy, and one move and one style matches all things, making people feel heartbroken at a glance.
Taking advantage of the faint morning light, revealed in the tree hole, swaying, the rock carvings danced with it, like a living creature jumping on the bluestone.
The more Wu Laosan looked, the more confused he became, his head became more and more confused, and he gradually couldn't distinguish the difference between reality and illusion.
When he closed his eyes and simply gave up, he was filled with countless confusion and unwillingness in this half of his life.
"No, I can't die here, how can I guard a skeleton here."
Wu Laosan struggled forward and rolled forward, rolling out of the hole in the tree.
The smell of life and reproduction came to his nose, and although Wu Laosan was drunk, he also felt that his mind was uplifted, and he also had a trace of energy.
There was really something strange in this tree hole, Wu Laosan thought in pieces, and approached the edge of the cliff.
The withered hands pressed against the cliff wall, and it was very slippery, and the branches of the old tree were muddy on it.
Under the cliffs, although there is occasional morning light, it cannot shine through the gaps, and it is wet and slippery all year round, and many mosses and mushrooms are grown.
The green smoke is drifting, I can't see the way I came, and the fog under this mountain cliff doesn't know how many people's hopes have been hazy for many years.
Wu Laisan saw that there were many potholes on the cliff wall, and the juice and vines in them were overflowing, staggered and spreading upward.
If you climb up this way, you might be able to climb up.
Wu Laosan tried to climb up, but as soon as he got up, cold sweat began to break out on his spine.
The huge pain continued, his back was crippled by the gangsters of the nine sons and one line, and he forcibly straightened up a little bit, and the feeling of pain had already made Wu Laosan worse than dead.
"Whew!"
With a shout, Wu Laosan just got up and fell straight down.
Lying on the ground, the juice and vines spreading on the cliff wall smashed on his body, and Wu Laosan suddenly felt an evil fire pressing down on his heart.
I think that he was also a horse for half his life, although his fist and foot kung fu is not peerless, but it can also be called vigorous and mighty, why is he so crippled now.
"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in evil anymore!"
The more Wu Laosan thought about it, the more angry he became, his muscles flared up, he struggled to get up again, threw the vines on his body aside, took a deep breath, and put his hand on the edge of the cliff again.
"Hey!"
The joints of the bones were already trembling and white, Wu Laosan's teeth were about to be crushed, the feeling of severe pain in his back, the roaring voice in his head, and the unwilling distractions in his heart were intertwined into an endless desire to survive.
"Lao Tzu must go up!"
Wu Laosan roared, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body trembled because of the severe pain, but he was still unwilling to give up, and climbed upwards with all his might.
Like a dying gecko, seeking the last shred of hope.
Wu Laosan fell down again, this time he climbed five steps away, and when he fell on the shack again, the bones in his chest were about to break.
"Come again!"
Wu Laosan screamed and scolded, and got up again, this time his legs were almost unstable, as if he was an arrogant slave between heaven and earth, begging for light from the Great Dao.
"Roar!"
Wu Laosan's eyes were red, desperate, he didn't know why he had such a strong obsession, let alone why he was so desperate.
The most important thing is that he didn't find out that behind him, the corpse of the enemy girl, I don't know when...
Appeared at the doorway of the tree hollow, staring at himself wordlessly.