In this whipping, Sun Zhiyi recuperated from his injuries for a month before he recovered.

Seeing that Wu Yi had forgotten him and no longer looked for him to torture, the outsiders put him into a group of Han captives and told him to do all kinds of heavy and menial work, digging dung pits, washing sheep pens, picking up cow dung, nitrate sheepskins, and doing all kinds of work.

Sun Zhiyi wore an iron owl on his head, and everyone made fun of him and insulted him, even his Han compatriots treated him as a monster.

Sun Zhiyi was obedient, and he became dumb. Others beat him and scolded him, but he never resisted. But when he saw someone galloping by, he raised his head and looked at it, and all that was in his mind was one thing: "When will the girl tell me to whip again?"

He only hoped to see Wu Yi, even if he suffered from the whipping, he was also willing, and he never had the idea of escaping in his heart.

After more than two months, the weather became warmer, and on this day, Sun Zhiyi followed everyone to move earth and bricks outside the city to thicken the city wall next to the south gate.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hooves, and several horses came out of the south gate, and a crisp voice laughed: "Ah, this kite is not dead yet! I also said that he is already dead! Kite owl, you come here!" It was Wu Yi's voice.

Sun Zhiyi thought about it day and night, looking forward to this moment of Chenguang, and when he heard Wu Yi call him, a pair of feet were like nails to the ground, and he couldn't move, only feeling that his heart was pounding, and his palms were full of sweat.

Wu Yi shouted again: "Iris, damn it! I called you over, didn't you hear?"

Sun Zhiyi responded, "Yes, girl!" turned and walked towards her horse, and couldn't help but raise his head and look at her.

After four months, Wu Yi's face was ruddy, and she became more pretty, Sun Zhiyi's heart jumped, he stumbled under his feet, and he fell together, and everyone laughed, hurriedly got up, didn't dare to look at her again, and walked to her in a panic.

Wu Yi was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Iris, why didn't you die?"

Sun Zhiyi said: "I said I wanted to...... If you want to repay the girl's kindness, you can't die if you haven't repaid it. ”

Wu Yi liked it even more, Gegejiao laughed twice, and said: "I'm just about to find a loyal slave to do something, but I'm afraid that outsiders will make a rude mistake, you are not dead, that's good." You come with me!"

Sun Zhiyi responded: "Yes!" followed her horse.

Wu Yi waved his hand and ordered the room to go back with the other three guards outside the gate, and there was no need to follow.

The room knew that no matter what she said, there was no room for persuasion, but fortunately, the man in the iron mask was cowardly, and as she decided not to do anything, he said, "Please come back early!" The four of them jumped off their horses and waited by the city gate.

Wu Yi rode forward slowly, walked out of seven or eight miles, and became more and more desolate, turning into a gloomy valley, and the ground was full of soft mud made of old rotting grass and rotten leaves.

After another trip, the mountain road was rugged, and Wu Yi couldn't ride a horse, so he jumped off the horse, ordered Sun Zhiyi to lead the horse, and walked again.

Seeing that it was gloomy and gloomy all around, the cold wind blew in from a narrow valley passage, blowing the skin of the two of them with a faint pain.

Wu Yi said: "Okay, here it is!"

Ordered Sun Zhiyi to tie the reins of the horse to the tree and said, "What you saw today, don't disclose it to others, and don't mention it to me in the future, remember?"

Sun Zhiyi said: "Yes, yes!" was overjoyed in his heart, Wu Yi actually only had him to follow him alone and come to such a secluded place, even if she was whipped severely, it would be willing.

Wu Yi reached into his arms, took out a small dark yellow wooden ding, put it on the ground, and said, "If there are any strange insects and pigs in the future, you must not make a fuss, and you must not make a sound." ”

Sun Zhiyi responded: "Yes!"

Wu Yi took out a small cloth bag from his arms and opened it, and inside were several pieces of yellow, black, purple, and red spices.

She pinched a little from each piece of spice, put it in a vessel, lit a fire with a fire knife and flint, burned it, then closed the lid and said, "Let's go over there and keep watch under the tree." ”

Wu Yi sat down under the tree, Sun Zhiyi didn't dare to sit beside her, and sat on a stone downwind of her.

The cold wind was blowing, and the wind carried a faint fragrance on her body, Sun Zhiyi couldn't help but be smug and confused, only to feel that there could be such a moment in his life, although these days were poisoned by all kinds of suffering, but it was not in vain. He only hopes that Wu Yi will always sit under this big tree, and he can accompany her like this forever.

If he was drunk, he suddenly heard a sound in the grass, and a thing shook in the green grass, but it was a big centipede, with a flash all over his body, and a small tumor on his head, which was very different from an ordinary centipede.

The centipede smelled the aroma coming from the wooden ding, swam straight to the wooden ding, drilled into the hole under the ding, and then did not come out again, and several light smoke began to slowly form around it.

Wu Yi took out a thick piece of brocade from his arms, tiptoed close to Mu Ding, covered the brocade on the utensil, wrapped it tightly, for fear that the centipede would come out, and then put it into the leather bag tied next to the horse's neck, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

Sun Zhiyi followed behind her, thinking: "Her little utensils are weirdly tight, but most of them are because of the burning of spices, which attracted the arrival of this big centipede." I don't know what fun this big centipede is about, the girl came to this valley to catch it?"

Wu Yi returned to Duanfu Palace and instructed the guards to arrange a place for Sun Zhiyi to live in the small room next to the palace. Sun Zhiyi was overjoyed and knew that he could see Wu Yi often from now on.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Wu Yi passed Sun Zhiyi to the side hall, led him to the side hall, and personally closed the door of the hall, and there were only two of them in the hall.

Wu Yi walked to the west head of the urn, uncovered the lid of the urn, and said with a smile: "Look. Isn't it majestic?"

Sun Zhiyi looked at the urn and saw that the big centipede caught yesterday was swimming rapidly.

Wu Yi took a big rooster that was prepared beside him, pulled out a short knife, cut off the rooster's sharp beak and claws, and threw it into the urn.

The big centipede jumped on the head of the chicken, sucked the blood, and soon the big rooster was poisoned and died. The centipede's body gradually swelled, and the red head was even more like dripping blood.

Wu Yi's face was full of joy, and he said in a low voice: "It's done, it's done! This kung fu can be practiced successfully!"

Sun Zhiyi said in his heart: "It turns out that you caught a centipede and want to practice a kung fu." Is this called centipede gong?"

It was fed like this for seven days, and every day the centipede was allowed to suck the blood of a large rooster. On the eighth day, Wu Yi called Sun Zhiyi into the hall again, and said with a smile: "Kite, how do I treat you?"

Sun Zhiyi said: "The girl treats me like a mountain. ”

Wu Yi said: "You said that you would break my bones for me and go to the soup and fire." Is that true, or is it a lie?"

Sun Zhiyi said: "The villain doesn't dare to deceive the girl. The girl has a life, and the villain will never refuse. ”。

Wu Yi said: "That's very good." I'm telling you, if I want to practice a kung fu, I need someone to help me. Will you help me practice? If I do, I will definitely be rewarded. ”

Sun Zhiyi said: "Of course, the villain listens to the girl's orders, and he doesn't need any reward. ”