Chapter 16 Fighting Poison with Poison

"May future generations remember that those who practice this method will be able to operate naturally in the real heavens, open and close the nature of yin and yang, and do not act in the slightest, and the spirit is precious and reserved, and the corners of the gui should not be exposed. ”

"The book was in Shengchang for twenty-one years, and Cheng Shuang stayed. ”

After Wu Xing finished reading it, he reacted, this turned out to be a martial arts method, and it seemed to be very powerful, and he couldn't help asking, "Is Cheng Shuang the ancestor of Mr.?"

"Yes, this is my family's ancestral mastery, take the meaning of flowing clouds and snow, quiet as a spring breeze blowing willows, moving like rain and frost, as you like, all laws are natural, not limited to any moves, you can trust your hands, does Ah Wu want to learn?"

Wu Xing nodded, and hesitated again, "Sir's ancestral mastery should not be passed on to outsiders, can I learn it?"

But Wu Xing was a little apprehensive in his heart, the ancestral mastery, the butcher in the village danced with a machete in one hand, and when cutting meat, he said that he would never take more than half a child if he went down with two coins and a knife, and he also patted his chest and said that this is a family heirloom, which is passed on inside and outside, and is passed on to men but not women.

She bowed her head a little frustratedly, she was not a relative of her husband, and she was a girl, and she had both of them.

"If you worship me as a teacher, you can learn. Seeing Wu Xing's eyes instantly lit up, Mr. added, "However, if you can't practice calligraphy and study martial arts well, and can't be obedient well, I won't accept you as an apprentice." ”

Wu Xing heard this and nodded again and again, and promised, "I must practice my words, read and practice martial arts, and I must listen to Mr."

At this time, the black-cloaked boy who had gone to grab the medicine came back, and he carried a bowl of steaming soup and medicine on the table, and a small plate of candied fruit beside him.

"Then Ah Wu will listen to Mr. now, and drink the medicine obediently. The gentleman picked up the medicine bowl, carried the internal force, and raised a layer of frost on his hand, turning the decoction in the bowl into a suitable temperature for the mouth.

"Is this Mr.'s family heirloom?" Wu Xing said curiously, stretched out his finger and poked it on the back of Mr.'s hand, and the frost flower instantly melted into a drop of water and fell on Wu Xing's palm, cool and silky, like a snowflake in the winter of last year.

"Yes, Ah Wu obediently take medicine, and when Ah Wu recovers, I will teach you. Mr. coaxed Wu Xing to drink a spoonful, the bitter taste spread in the mouth, so that Wu Xing couldn't help but wrinkle his face, although he was not afraid of bitterness, but he had to drink it one sip at a time if it was so unpleasant, wouldn't he have to suffer many times, she held Mr.'s hand with both hands, put her head up, and drank it in one go.

Mr. put down the bowl with some regret and stuffed a candied fruit into Wu Xing's mouth, but unfortunately, there was another chance to feed it.

Wu Xing bit the sweet and sour candied fruit in his mouth, trying to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth, but it was in vain, and the taste of medicine was in his throat and nose.

I thought that being sick was uncomfortable enough, but I didn't expect that drinking medicine was even more uncomfortable, from Wu Xing, who drank medicine for the first time, and couldn't help but think, isn't this the legendary fighting poison with poison?

Sister Xiaoman's pear soup is delicious, listen to Sister Xiaoman, pear taste is sweet and cold, has the effect of moisturizing dryness, clearing heat and dissolving phlegm, and people in her hometown drink this when they are sick, but it is much better than medicine.

"Now that you are sick today, you will not need to learn how to read, but you will be allowed to rest for a day. "Sir.

"Sir, I am much better. "Wu Xing doesn't want to waste a penny of time, he just wants to learn martial arts quickly and then become stronger.

When the gentleman heard this, his eyes were sharp, his face was serious, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he squinted at her.

Wu Xing suddenly came to his senses, and remembered that he had promised Mr. to listen to Mr. obediently, and it was also Mr.'s words to have a good rest.

There was no way, she had no choice but to be depressed, and turned around in frustration and went back to the servant's house.

When I walked to the door of the room, I saw the wet clothes hanging on the bamboo pole in front of the window, and my heart was swept away, and I walked into the room happily, "Sister Xiaoman!"

On the other side, Cheng Yanqiu was not idle, he picked up a secret letter, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then sighed, put the secret letter into his sleeve, and left the courtyard.

Walking into a magnificent-looking hall, the surrounding tables, chairs, doors and windows are all carved from black incense sticks, empty and spacious to the point of being a little lonely, looking along the marble floor, a huge golden beast incense burner in the center stands there, igniting curling green smoke, exuding an ancient fragrance.

Behind the incense burner of the wrong golden beast is three layers of low steps, the indoor steps are mostly symbolic of status, there is no practical use, a throne about four feet high and about one zhang wide on the steps, paved with soft and good-looking fur, and two lifelike tiger heads are carved on the handrails, judging from this specification, it is not like a living room in a courtyard, but like a small palace.

The soles of Cheng Yanqiu's cyan stiff boots stepped on the marble, making regular noises step by step, and then stood still.

A person came out of the back of the hall, wearing a black brocade robe, embroidered with golden sun patterns, the silk thread seemed to be different from the material of the disciple next to him, and the embroidery patterns on the clothes reflected the sparkling streamer with the swing between walking.

The hairband is untied, the placket is half-open, extremely familiar with the natural state, the man has a delicate face, a handsome nose, round apricot eyes and a smile into the shape of an open chestnut, obviously he is already a middle-aged man in his thirties, but a baby face makes him feel a sense of youth.

He laughed loudly, "Why didn't my uncle come in directly? ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he looked like a little milk voice like a brother next door, with that fair-skinned baby face, it seemed to be a look that made a woman instantly stimulate her mother's desire, innocent and natural, Cheng Yanqiu looked away without a trace, and sighed secretly, no matter how many times I watched it, it was still impossible to get used to it, it was love at first sight for his well-behaved and lovely sister who was deceived by such a face, I am afraid that he went out and shouted to people on the rivers and lakes that I am the leader of the Lunar Moon Sect, and no one will believe it.

Strange Dao has never gone down the mountain since he succeeded as the sect leader, one is because he has no ambition and is too lazy to go down the mountain, and the other is afraid that it is because of his appearance, the dignified demon sect leader, who has grown into a yellow-mouthed child, and has no momentum and majesty at all.

However, Peng Zeyang is quite complacent about his appearance, if others are in his position, they want to be majestic, and they can't think of trying to tan themselves, add some scars, and look like a man, but he doesn't, he maintains himself like a little boy who doesn't know the world, and competes with his son for favor in front of his wife.

Otherwise, how could he hold the beauty in Cheng Yanqiu's hands, he couldn't fight or rush, he ran to pretend to be pitiful with his sister at the slightest murderous point, obviously a big man with strong martial arts who grew up in the wolf's den, in front of his sister, he was like a little milk baby who didn't grow up.

But who let his sister eat this set, when he saw Peng Zeyang pitifully saying that Cheng Yanqiu beat him, he turned his elbow out and followed Peng Zeyang to the same enemy, making Cheng Yanqiu so angry that he had a headache, God testified, he didn't move him!

After a long time, seeing that his sister really liked it, Cheng Yanqiu had no choice but to buy one get one free, and "married" himself to the Yinyue Sect together.