The full moon shone down the dew-covered meadows, and it illuminated the two men by the river.

Because the angler was wearing a bamboo hat, Nian Shan couldn't see his face, but Nian Shan recognized the identity of the person who bent down to speak, and he took the lead and ran over, shouting, "Righteous ——!."

Suddenly—

The man with the bamboo hat turned his head, and at the same time his left hand slammed out, Nian Shan only felt his whole body rise, and an indescribable pain enveloped his whole body, he had never experienced such a pain, in order to avoid such a strong pain, now even if he let him die, he was willing. He tried to scream, but found that he didn't even have the strength to shout.

Nian Shan didn't know what he had become, but the black, black, white and white running behind him, and the lionface man by the lake in front of him could see it clearly. They saw Nian Shan swell into a ball, floating in the air. The ball is too big, and the ball skin is Nian Shan's skin.

Because his skin was so swollen that Nianshan's clothes all over his body had been torn and peeled off, the moonlight shone on his transparent skin that was stretched to the limit, and he could even see the internal organs through the skin.

Seeing this situation, Hei Hei Bai Bai was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground and cried.

The lion-faced man wanted to ask for mercy, but opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to spit out a word.

At this time, even if the angler exerts a little more strength, Nian Shan will fall apart and turn into pulp. But the angler did not do this, and as he watched Nian Shan and the qi circulating in his body, many emotions changed rapidly in his eyes, astonishment, doubt, inquiry, joy, contemplation, and these emotions changed very quickly, and soon returned to the coldness of the tip of a knife.

He withdrew his left hand, and Nian Shan fell to the ground in response, and his whole body shrank back to its original appearance, his eyes open, unable to move. Call him in black and white, and he shouldn't.

"He's not one of ours, why is he here?! Throw him out of the mountains!"

That's humane.

"Yes, yes!"

Lionface Humanity.

The lion-faced man walked over to Nian Shan and walked outside. Black, white, and white cried, but the Lion-Faced glared at him and did not dare to make any more noise, and they followed the Lion-faced to the place guarded by the demon soldiers.

The lion-faced man handed Nian Shan to a demon soldier, sighed, and asked the demon soldier to throw Nian Shan out of the mountain, and then asked the others to take care of the black and white, and walked inside again.

That day, Xiangqin and the others finally got rid of the pursuit of the monsters. But Liu Yan was injured, and they could no longer move forward with the man in white. Besides, even if Liu Yan was not injured, the sharp weapons they had brought with them—the three children—had already surrendered to the enemy, so what would they do against the fog demons?

After separating from the man in white, Xiangqin and Liu stubbornly stayed in an inn, recuperating from their injuries while hesitating whether to make a roundabout move forward or retreat home.

On this day, Xiangqin went outside to relax, and suddenly saw many people pointing and talking about the river. When I walked over, I saw a terrible child lying there, his eyes closed, naked, and the skin of his whole body crumpled and glued to his body, like a wide, wrinkled garment.

Xiangqin didn't recognize that this was Nian Shan at first, but the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and finally she thought that there was a birthmark behind Nian Shan's buttocks, so she looked there, and when she saw that there was indeed a birthmark there, she pounced on it, crying and shouting for Nian Shan. After shouting for a while, Nian Shancai opened his wrinkled eyelids and glanced at Xiangqin, "Master...... Sister!" he replied softly.

Xiangqin saw that Nianshan was still alive, so she carefully picked him up, and then walked quickly towards the inn. When she arrived at the inn, she hurriedly called a doctor.

When the doctor came, he was also shocked when he saw Nian Shan's body, he had never seen this before. He found that the meridians of the child in front of him had been broken, and the flesh and blood in his skin were like rotten persimmons, and he felt that the child would definitely not survive, so he just prescribed some nourishing prescriptions for Nianshan, and then shook his head and left.

Xiangqin heard the doctor say that Nian Shan's life was not too long, and she cried even more sadly.

However, there are always miracles, maybe Nianshan ate Li Li fruit a few days ago, maybe he himself has the ability to heal and self-heal, as the days pass, the skin of his whole body becomes more and more tight, and Xiangqin's cry is also reduced a lot because of this.

After more than half a month like this, Nian Shan was able to walk on the ground, but his body was still very weak.

After another half a month, Nian Shan's body finally recovered to its original state, but he became silent and lifeless. It was as if his former vigor had disappeared because of the fright he received that day.

His favorite thing to do is sit there staring at him, just like he had done in a hospital bed for a month.

Whenever she saw the eyes of an innocent but frightened child like him, Xiangqin felt very heartbroken, she hated herself, hated that she shouldn't have taken him out. In order to make up for her mistakes, she kept making delicious food for Nian Shan, buying fun food, or trying to make Nian Shan happy, and whenever she saw Nian Shan being amused, she felt very relieved.

Xiangqin was scared, she didn't want to go any further, she wanted to take Nianshan and her grandfather back home as soon as possible. However, at this time, Liu Yan advocated moving on.

"We've all come here, we can't go back, otherwise we won't give up halfway, and the suffering we have suffered along the way, and the sins we have suffered for the good will not be in vain. And I think this method of yours - let Nian Shan attack the fog demon from the underground is feasible. If you think about it, if you don't attack from the underground, from other directions, no one will be able to find the fog demon at all, and no one will be his opponent. Only kindness is our only hope.

"It's just that now it seems that we should strengthen the martial arts of Nianshan, otherwise we will be sent to death if we go. Nianshan ate Li Li Guo a few days ago, and his internal strength should already be very strong, so I will take advantage of this time to teach him all of our Liu family's stick methods......"

Xiangqin interrupted him and said, "When we came, didn't you pass on all the stick techniques to him?"

Liu Yan said: "I saw him go crazy at the time, and I thought that your father said that he couldn't teach him martial arts, so he only taught him some fur. The really advanced ones didn't even teach him a tenth.

"Our Liujia stick method is strong and strong, and it used to be a must-have in martial arts, but because every stick has to do its best, it makes the person who makes the stick miserable and difficult to last. This is also the reason why I used sticks when I was young and practiced swords in my later years. And I'm telling you—"

Speaking of this, Liu Yan's emotions became excited:

"Over the years, I have been thinking about it, and I feel that it is completely possible to combine the heaviness of the Liu family's stick technique with the lightness of the sword technique, so that the person who practices this kind of kung fu will not be too tired, and it can also make him sharper.

"I've long wanted to write this kind of kung fu into a book and leave it to future generations as an heirloom, but there are some places that I haven't figured out yet. Now that I've come to this point, I can't take care of so much, I'll teach it to Nian Shan first, and he can learn as much as he can. It's not grandpa boasting, if Nianshan learns this stick technique and can find the location of the fog demon from the underground, he doesn't need me to do it, maybe he can get the fog demon by himself. ”

"Really, grandpa, I want to learn too. Xiangqin said happily.

"Okay, I'll teach you this from tomorrow onwards. Wait, I'll give this kung fu a name first, why don't you call it the Liu family sword stick, what do you think?"

Liu Yan said and laughed.