Chapter Twenty-Three: Moved to Death

The truth or falsehood of 'Incarnate Bodhi' is actually second to Yang Si's heart.

Yang Si has been in the Compassion Sword Shrine for decades, and his personality is cold and withdrawn, and among the many Sword Shrine peers and disciples, he really does not have a very good popularity.

That alone wasn't enough to make him decide to agree to Red Seven's deal. But as Hong Qi said, everyone has their own destiny.

And Yang does not disobey Yang and does not regret this pair of children, which is his life.

Hong Dingzhen's inaction in the sword competition, allowing Qi Youyun and Chen Liang to interfere, and then repeatedly shirking his rhetoric was the reason for his dissatisfaction.

In any case, Yang Si also has decades of friendship with Hong Dingzhen and various senior brothers, in his heart, although his son is a little stubborn, it is more important than Bai Nian, who has not even had a reputation when he entered the sword shrine.

But what happened later really made him unacceptable.

On the way back to the Sword Shrine, Yang Si looked at the medicine bottle in his hand. Fang Caihong's expressions didn't seem to be fake, and this 'incarnation Bodhi' was like a lead, which also made him even more moved by this transaction.

He wanted to gamble, if the 'Incarnation Bodhi' really existed, then it would be worth paying a little price to get closer to such a divine object.

"Dad, you're really... Do you really want to promise them?" betraying the sword mound, in Yang Buregret's opinion, it is unimaginable, although she and her brother have been used to doing nonsense since childhood, but compared to this, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Turning his head to look at his daughter behind him, Yang Si was silent, sped up his foot strength, and ran towards the sword mound.

After the plan was successful, Han Nian and the others returned to the place where they had settled here in the past few days, which was an abandoned thatched hut house outside Yushui City.

said that it was a place for the two to rest, but in fact, only Han Nian lived here alone for a few days, and after Hong Qi finished checking the news with him every day, he went to Yushui City every night to find a man for fun, and he never came to live here.

The disheveled Red Seven stumbled all the way back with Han Nian, Han Nian was stunned and didn't look at her, let alone help her.

Lying down on the haystack laid out by Han Nian indiscriminately, Hong Qiyu groaned. She tied the strips of torn cloth on her chest together, and the white skin exposed in the hollow shimmered seductively in the dim candlelight.

"You really don't know at all that you pity Xiangxiang and cherish the jade, your sister is so seriously injured, and you don't know how to hug your sister. Hong Qi pillowed his head with his arm and looked at Han Nian with resentment.

was robbed of the bed, Han Nian didn't want to talk to her much, walked to the corner and sat cross-legged, took off the spear on his back and put it on his lap. He closed his eyes and said coldly: "You better save your strength and energy to heal your injuries!"

"Fortunately, this Yang Si didn't kill him, otherwise my sister would have died. Hong Qi twisted a strand of his red hair and said with a smile: "When I slow down my strength overnight, tomorrow I will find some strong men with good kung fu, this injury is not to worry." After speaking, he suddenly looked out the door.

The man in the corner snorted coldly and did not answer. But at the same time, he opened his eyes and looked out the door, and then closed them again.

"Yo, you two lonely men and widows are in the same room, and you have to be so far apart, aren't you wasting this good night's sleep?" haha!"

A loud laugh came from outside the house, and then stepped into a man in white.

The man was tall and handsome, with no sword or sword at his waist, but a gray-white oil-paper umbrella hanging from his waist. He entered the room, glanced at Han Nian and Hong Qi, then looked at Hong Qi and said with a smile: "Red girl, don't start with this bloody Han Nian, this is not your style!"

Han Nian sat in the corner of the wall, motionless, as if he didn't even know that someone was speaking in front of him.

Hong Qi looked at the man and said with a smile: "My brother Huangqiu, I can smell your fragrance from afar." This Han Nian is just a piece of wood, and you don't know about this loving woman!"

The man in white laughed and came to lie down next to Hong Qi, unscrupulously held her in his arms, and reached into Hong Qi's chest with his right hand to knead it, which immediately provoked her to moan coquettishly.

"This is a matter of loving you, but your brother Huangqiu is disrespectful. Huang Qiu's hand didn't stop, he looked down at Hong Qi and said with a smile: "But you haven't returned for a long time, the sect master can't rest assured, let me see if you have done anything to make the sect master unhappy." ”

The provoked Hong Qi was already peachy, she turned over and fell on Huang Qiu's body, and said with a smile: "How dare we disappoint the sect master? ”

Huang Qiu narrowed his eyes and asked, "What great achievement?"

At that moment, Hong Qi told him about the transactions he made with Yang Si.

"If Yang Si can really enter my Witch Tooth Sect, this is indeed a great credit. Huang Qiu thought about it, his hand stopped, his eyes rolled, and he smiled evilly: "But let him go to work alone, and he won't make much trouble, since he is now a ghost, we might as well help him add more fire." ”

Hong Qi's body was sore, lying on top of him, his eyes were like silk, and he said coquettishly: "I was seriously injured by that Yang Si, how can I have the strength to help him." ”

Huang Qiu laughed, he didn't understand what she meant. This red seventy-one body is a double cultivation method of collecting yang and supplementing yin, taking the essence of living people to practice, and it has been a long time, but anyone who has not cultivated is high has to be sucked dry by her.

However, Huang Qiu obviously has no worries about this, and now he needs to use manpower to help Yang Si. He took off the oil-paper umbrella and put it aside, hugged Hong Qi and turned over and pressed it down, and said with a smile: "In this case, this long night is long, and the two things of healing and happiness will be done together." ”

After speaking, the two immediately engaged in short-handed combat, and the battle was fierce, and the waves were like a tide.

And that Han Nian, like an old monk in a fixed state, looked at his nose and nose, looked at his heart, and his face was expressionless, and he turned a deaf ear to the war between the men and women next to him.

Since Bai Nianyi fell into a coma, he has been staying in the courtyard of the four elders.

This is also Xu Wansheng's suggestion. Su Qiao'er couldn't go to the Buried Sword Pool, but she couldn't go to this Hong Dingzhen courtyard either, and Qi Youyun even ran to Siguo's room to hide and relax.

A good choice that can make Bai Nian recuperate quietly when he is asleep is only the fourth elder Luo Kun.

"Nian Yi, you will stay for two more days! You are a wounded person now, so you are not in a hurry to go back to accompany Uncle Chen to sweep the forest. Qiu Jin said to Bai Nianyi, but his eyes glanced at Su Qiao'er from time to time.

As soon as Bai Nian woke up, he was worried about the guidance of the Spring and Autumn Sword Intent in the dream, so he was a little anxious to go back to the sword pool to digest it.

The wound on his body, under the good medicine that Su Qiao'er got and the guidance of the medicine hall master, took it according to the symptoms, and it was already good, and he immediately got up and told the three of them that he wanted to return to the sword pool.

Qiu Jin reluctantly pulled his arm, looking like a deep brother, Bai Nianyi patted his hand with a smile and said, "You remember to thank your master for me." When he comes out, you come and call me, and I will come to thank Senior Qi in person. ”

"It's early!" Qiu Jin sneered: "He, if he doesn't think about staying comfortable in the room, he won't come out." Then he asked expectantly, "I really don't want to stay for two more days?" How good is it to rest and rest, your injury is not healed yet!"

Bai Nianyi, who didn't understand Qiu Jin's thoughts, thought that he was reluctant to himself and hoped that he would stay here for two more days, so he smiled with relief: "I have received your wishes, but I have to go back to the buried sword pool as soon as possible, and I have to deal with some things." We'll talk and fart together another day. ”

And later, Xu Wansheng, who was like a mirror in his heart, kicked Qiu Jin away, and teased: "Nianyi, don't be beautiful, do you think he will keep you?"

Bai Nianyi looked at him, he didn't know why, Xu Wansheng hooked his shoulder and didn't explain, only said with concern: "If you want to go back, go back, but don't run around, this time the sixth uncle can't wait to kill you with his own hands." I heard Master Wang say that Yang Buzhi's hands were connected, but the muscles and veins of his arms were completely destroyed, and he was afraid that he would not be as good as an ordinary person in this life. ”

"Is it so serious?" Bai Nianyi was a little stunned, he didn't sympathize with Yang Buzhi, but he had a few brushes and knew in his heart that with his ability, even if he cut off Yang Buyi's hand, he couldn't destroy the tendons and veins of his hands. But when I think of Lian Chunqiu, it is a little natural.

Xu Wansheng smiled and said, "Yes, of course, Master Wang said that a dead sword qi, when he cut off his arm, he also destroyed every tendon and vein in it at the same time, and said that if this sword qi was a little stronger, even he would be in danger." He looked at Bai Nian and said with a meaningful smile: "I haven't asked you well in the past few days, tell me, have you gained any benefits in the Sword Pool?"

Bai Nian grinned and said, "The only good thing is that I can be loved by Senior Chen and save my life in danger." He was not ready to tell the story of Lian Chunqiu's sword intent, after this battle with Yang Buzhi, he felt that his strength was low, and while secretly determined to practice the way of the sword, he also had the idea of leaving more secrets for himself.

Hearing Bai Nianyi say this, Xu Wansheng also thought so, after all, it was the sword intent that he finally attracted to the buried piece pool to protect Bai Nianyi.

"Okay, don't send it either. I've arrived. The group of four came to the stone monument outside the buried pool, and Bai Nianyi stopped and said.

Qiu Jin looked at Bai Nianyi sadly, then at Su Qiao'er, stomped his feet, snorted strangely, and turned to leave.

Bai Nian looked at his back, moved, and sighed: "I can't imagine that Qiu Jin has such friendship for me, it really touches me!"

Xu Wansheng, who waved his hand to say goodbye, snorted, chased after Qiu Jin, and said without looking back: "Forget it if you are moved!"

The two of them fought back and forth, and at the door of this quiet buried pool, only Bai Nianyi and Su Qiao'er were left.

Sent all the way, Su Qiao'er always looked down and didn't make a sound, at this moment Qiu Xu and the two walked away, Bai Nian reacted, and there was a slim little girl beside her.

"What's the matter, that's not your style. Bai Nianyi walked up to her, ruffled her shoulder-hanging hair, and quipped.