Chapter 18: The Past
Xia Qiu picked up a piece of cloth casually, rubbed his wet hair three times, and then shook off some water droplets from the tips of his hair.
I walked out of the bathroom, found a clean dress to put on, and prepared to take care of the room.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Looking at the shadow reflected on the door, it should be Qiubai, and Xia Qiu did not hesitate, and directly asked Qiubai to push the door in.
"Boss ......"
Qiu Bai walked into the room, and before he could say two words, his head buzzed, and his brain became blank.
The scene in front of him, like a scene in a picture scroll, slammed into his eyes.
Splatters of blood, naked/naked women's corpses, blood-stained shawls on the ground......
It's a slaughterhouse.
"Kill before you rape, or rape before you kill, boss, what is your taste...... Is it so heavy?"
Qiubai swallowed.
It's not that he hasn't seen dead people, and it's not that he hasn't seen Xia Qiu kill people, but the protagonist of these scenes is a woman, or a woman who doesn't even wear clothes, but it's the first time he's encountered it.
"Sickness enters from the mouth, and evil comes out of the mouth. Xia Qiu glanced at Qiu Bai lightly.
Qiubai shrank his head, glanced at Xia Qiu, knew what to do, and hurriedly turned around and walked out of the room, looking for a broom and a shovel.
Soon, he found a dry tool, went back to his room again, and honestly began to clean the room.
"What did you just want to say?" asked Xia Qiu.
"Mr. Han has written to me. Qiubai replied.
"Mr. Han?" Xia Qiu raised her eyebrows, "Which Mr. Han?"
Qiu Bai took out a messenger paper crane from his arms and said, "That Mr. Han in the blacksmith shop." ”
Hearing this, Xia Qiu was slightly surprised, and then her heart was happy.
Mr. Han in the blacksmith shop, it could only be Han Jin. However, he has known Han Jin for more than a month, and he knows that Han Jin is the kind of character who can't fart for half a day, and if there is no major event, it is impossible to take the initiative to contact him.
So the only possibility is that it will only be a mecha thing, with eyebrows.
"Got it, clean up the place, and go to bed early. "Xia Qiu got up and was about to go out.
"I still have to practice. Qiu Bai smiled, but his eyes were serious.
Xia Qiu was stunned and said, "You have been working hard lately, you can rest and rest these days, and you don't have to practice so hard." ”
Qiu Bai grinned and said, "I used to be a genius, I entered the Spirit Void School Sect at the age of twelve, and I was regarded as a genius, saying that I was very likely to surpass Tang Zhifeng and Xu Rouge. ”
"However, when I was thirteen years old, my cultivation began to stagnate, and after three months, there was a trend of regression. Later, my body tasted the disease. Since then, the aura of genius has been peeled off. ”
"I still remember that at that time, no one wanted to play with me, and many people pointed fingers at me, saying that I was a waste, a mourning star, and wanted to drive me out of the Spiritual Void Sect. ”
"I was ignorant at the time, I was humiliated, I cried all day long, the master couldn't see it, so he thought about standing up for me, but he was punished, and in the end he couldn't let me continue to stay in the Spirit Void School. ”
"From then on, I swore that I must work hard to cultivate and use my strength to tell the entire Spirit Void Sect that I am not a waste. ”
As he spoke, Qiubai's face was full of seriousness.
It is hard to imagine that a sixteen-year-old boy with the perseverance in his eyes turned out to be an unfamiliar iron-blooded soldier.
"Boss, I swore that I must return to the Spirit Void Sect, I must surpass Xu Rouge, I must give my master, no one can reach the scenery!"
Xia Qiu looked at Qiu Bai, her eyes flashing.
For a long time, he patted Qiubai on the shoulder, but he was speechless.
It's all in plain sight.
"Supreme scenery, if Nightfall City heard your words, it should be very happy. ”
Walking on Xinghua Street in summer and autumn, I sighed quietly.
It's just that Nightfall City didn't hear Qiubai's words.
She was still in the Confucian Mansion, sitting opposite Kong Xuanchi.
"Prime Minister Kong, you sent someone to destroy Xia Qiu's Dao Heart today, I think it should be an example. If there is a second time, don't blame me for breaking the net. ”
The night falls into the city, and the eyes are cold and cold.
"For this kid, it's worth it for you to say to me that the fish is dead and the net is broken!?" Kong Xuanchi's face was a little ugly.
"Is it worth it, what do you have to do with it?"
"I see. Kong Xuanchi suddenly sighed, as if he had let go of the knot in his heart for many years.
Ye Chengcheng took a deep look at Kong Xuanchi, got up and walked towards Xinghua Street.
Leave Kong Xuanchi alone.
He couldn't think clearly, the woman he sent had obviously charmed Xia Qiu, and he was about to destroy Xia Qiu's Dao heart. How could it be that all of a sudden, Xia Qiu got rid of the charm of the woman and decisively killed the woman?
In fact, all of Kong Xuanchi's plans were not flawed.
There was only one thing he overlooked.
In today's cultivation world, there are five levels of mortal, spirit, honor, king, and god, and the god level is supreme, representing the supreme combat power.
But the exercises practiced in Xia and Autumn are all the emperor's scriptures, which are beyond the god level!
It was these two imperial scriptures that saved Xia Qiu at the critical moment when Xia Qiu's Dao heart was about to be broken!
At that time, if it weren't for the sound of the Emperor Sutra, which awakened Xia Qiu's mind, Xia Qiu would have really fallen for Kong Xuanchi's routine.
"Or is it Destiny?"
Kong Xuanchi looked up at the dim sky, as if he saw the mighty man thirty years ago.
He pressed his brow and threw a punch into the sky, shattering the familiar and unfamiliar face.
"I'm Kong Xuanchi, and I don't obey orders!"
......
The blacksmith shop, the flag is displayed.
Xia Qiu pushed the door in, but he didn't see the paralyzed face, but behind a curtain, there was the sound of striking iron from time to time.
"Are you really a blacksmith?" Xia Qiu laughed, lifted the curtain, and walked into the abandoned Colosseum.
Among the clumps of wild grass, Han Jin's back can be seen at a glance.
Xia Qiu adjusted his mood, he really didn't want to see that poker face, and he didn't want to face Han Jin's imperial indifference.
"Xia Qiu, you're here. ”
Unexpectedly, Han Jin was a little abnormal today, and actually took the initiative to say hello to Xia Qiu.
"The matter of the mecha has been solved?" Xia Qiu asked with a smile.
"Not yet, but soon, a material has been found, infinitely close to Mithril. ”
As he spoke, Han Jin put aside the hammer in his hand and picked up a piece of blue-gold iron.
"This is ......" Xia Qiu frowned, because he accepted the task of making mechas, so he had an understanding of many materials, but he didn't have the slightest impression of the piece of lapis and gold iron in front of him.
"Our starting point was to find materials similar to Mithril, so the materials for the experiments were all metal. ”
"But this green gold ghost wood is not metal, but an extremely hard wood. ”
Han Jin handed the green gold ghost wood in his hand to Xia Qiu.