77, thirty-six Tiangang
Deep in the countryside.
A bamboo courtyard, not big or small, with an iron pot inside, and a fire under the fire.
And beside the iron pot, Gu Chaoyun's upper body was naked, and he was stepping on strange steps, his hands changing, fists or fingers, palms or claws, tossing and turning in the courtyard.
At first glance, it is ordinary, but in the sun, the muscles under his tattoo can't help but twist and stretch, sometimes like a dragon and snake swimming, sometimes like a swimming fish hurrying, very strange, like a living thing.
When he finished breathing, a wisp of white gas floated out from between his lips and teeth, shooting straight a few meters away, before he became invisible.
After the practice, Gu Chaoyun lit another fine incense, and Gu, who was guarding the hour, buried his hand in the pot.
Until the incense burns out, the sun above the head has unconsciously set to the horizon.
Gu Chaoyun pulled out his hands, and with a shake of his ten fingers, he shook the condensed salt shell.
And that's not all.
Staring at the hot coarse salt in the pot, his expression was calm, and he raised his hand to pick up two handfuls and put them in the palm of his hand to rub and grind, inch by inch, and the force evenly grinded over the skin and flesh of both hands, which was as delicate as embroidery.
It wasn't until his flesh was as red as blood that he stopped what he was doing, walked to the side of the medicinal soup that had already been served, and soaked his hands in it.
As the strange appearance of the cold and penetrating bones wrapped every inch of the muscles and flesh of his hands, Gu Chaoyun's eyes fluctuated a little more.
After more than three months of hard work, these hands have long lost the heart-burning pain of the first practice, and even the touch is a lot weaker, in the final analysis, because there is a thin layer of cocoons outside his skin and flesh that is gradually forming.
I don't know if it's the result of his hands since he was a child, the effect of the medicine is absorbed very quickly, the muscles and bones of his hands are increasing day by day, and the entry into the country is unbelievably fast, as if it was prepared for his hands.
What's even more surprising is that although the touch of the hands has weakened, the flexibility and resilience have become more amazing.
"Finally found you!"
Just as Gu Chaoyun was sinking down to practice, he suddenly saw Xu Baijiu walking in with his hat covered outside the courtyard.
Gu Chaoyun didn't look at him either, just took a deep breath, and at the same time slowly stretched the muscles and flesh of his two palms and ten fingers, until the blood between the skin and flesh began to fade, he wiped his hands, "What's the matter with me?" Didn't you go to Liujia Village? ”
Xu Baijiu came in a hurry, his breath was panting, and he hurriedly picked up the tea bowl in the courtyard and took a few sips before saying, "Do you say that there are really people in this world who turn back and reflect on themselves?" ”
The strange tone seems to be the unique accent of Shudi.
Gu Chaoyun slowly wrapped his hands around the cloth belt, "You ask me this, don't you also like the words of that group of monks?" Or do you look at these tattoos on my body and think I'm going to be like those monks? Actually, it depends on your own view of good and evil. If you think he is good, he is a Buddha, but if you think he is evil, then you will die innocently. ”
Xu Baijiu wiped his mouth, his eyes swept over the eight hideous and grotesque tattoos on the man in front of him, his eyes changed slightly, and he sneered: "A person like you, who is murderous and full of blood, actually wants to become a Buddha?" ”
Gu Chaoyun glanced at him, "Where did you see that I wanted to become a Buddha?" ”
Xu Baijiu said coldly: "You are an ordinary man, but you have eight parts, what is it if you don't compare yourself to a Buddha?" What a fool. ”
Gu Chaoyun was stunned when he heard this, and even he himself looked at the tattoos on his body again, and suddenly laughed stupidly, "Hehe, this statement is fresh." However, if I become a Buddha, I will never become a Buddha of merit. All sentient beings are suffering, wouldn't it be nice to kill and become a Buddha, hahaha. ”
Xu Baijiu saw Gu Chaoyun's abnormal crazy state, he didn't know if the other party was joking for a while or really thinking so, he didn't know how to take over the conversation, until he remembered the purpose of this trip, he hurriedly asked: "There was a murder in Liujia Village, and the deceased was one of the wanted thieves, named Yan Dongsheng, do you know him?" ”
Gu Chaoyun got dressed, lost his appearance just now, restrained his smile, thought about it, and said: "I have caught it a few times, but I have let him go, his kung fu is good, and he is ruthless." ”
Xu Baijiu's eyes lit up, "Even you and he can run away, which shows that his skills are definitely good." But do you know how he died? actually let a villager in Liujia Village inadvertently miss and die. ”
He stared at Gu Chaoyun's expression, as if he was trying to find some kind of change, but what he was waiting for was a mockery, "Do you think there is something wrong with the other party again?" ”
Xu Baijiu stepped forward seriously, "Isn't it?" How could an honest and honest villager kill a Jiangyang thief with three punches and two kicks? This thing is too illogical, there is clearly a problem, you ......"
He was about to say more, but Gu Chaoyun covered his mouth, grabbed his collar, and retreated into the house.
Xu Baijiu was frightened by this sudden change, and in his nervous and frightened mind, he thought that Gu Chaoyun was going to kill him, and he didn't want Gu Chaoyun to make a booing motion, so he raised his hand to pick up the stones on the ground and broke the support for the window, and the two shrank to the bottom of the bed.
"How?"
Xu Baijiu asked at a loss.
Gu Chaoyun listened attentively for a few seconds, licked the corners of his mouth calmly, and said softly: "There are many people coming." ”
"Seventy-two Earthshas?"
Xu Baijiu thought of what Gu Chaoyun had done before, and reacted immediately, his face was as white as paper.
Gu Chaoyun shook his head, "I don't know, but the person who came is not good." There is a tunnel to the outside on your right, and I may not be able to take care of you when the fight starts later, so I will find a way to escape by myself. ”
"Okay, be careful yourself!"
After Xu Baijiu finished speaking, he hurriedly groped to the right, but was held down by Gu Chaoyun.
"Are you stupid? I said that we would run away when we fought, otherwise you would be better now, you don't need them to come in, you will send them directly to the door. ”
Just when Xu Baijiu wanted to speak, Gu Chaoyun's eyes were raised, and Sen Ran smiled strangely: "It's here!" ”
As soon as the words fell, only the sound of "whooshing" broke the air outside the window, and one arrow after another flew in, penetrating the window paper, turning into a series of urgent shadows, and nailing them to the tables and stools in the room, and the cups and bowls of porcelain were broken to the ground.
The First Clan
"Dare to ask the brothers on that path?"
Gu Chaoyun lay at the bottom of the bed, stretched out his hand to untie a hidden package, took out a musket from it, and took advantage of the rain of arrows to stop, he glanced at Xu Baijiu, and he turned under the window full of holes and glanced out.
"The surname Gu is also so that you can die to understand. We are the ...... of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs."
Listening to the movement of the shouting outside the window, Gu Chaoyun smiled, held a gun in one hand and a match in the other, then lit the fuse of the musket, quietly raised the muzzle of the gun, looked for the source of the sound, and aimed at a model lake figure in the twilight.
"If you know each other, come out by yourself, lest the grandfathers do it, otherwise you will have to ...... the next wave"
"Smack!"
A sudden burst of fire lit up in the dimly lit room.
The figure that spoke stopped for a moment, then slowly fell on its back and fell to the ground.
"Muskets!"
A few low shouts of exasperation and anger.
In the twilight, there was a fire, but it was not a torch, but a lighted arrow.
"Shoot the arrows!"