"Alas, with his means, it is estimated that in order to find you, he will harm a lot of people. Li Yu sighed, chasing souls is not hurting, his housekeeping skill is chasing souls, according to the special exercises he practiced, he can search people's soul memories, but the price paid is that the person being investigated must either die or go crazy.

"It's okay, as long as Li'er is safe. It's just a non-injury, and I can still deal with it. Nie Jiangsheng glanced in the direction of the room.

"It's time for your imprisonment to be untied! Today, when I came back from the city and saw Sun Long's death, I knew that you had made a move. ”

"It will take some time, but then our plan must be concealed, since he has learned martial arts, he needs to go by himself in the future. This exercise, on that day, I will give it to him. Nie Jiangsheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, he had paid too much for this son.

"It's been decades, I'm afraid that the people in the rivers and lakes have forgotten you, and for the sake of leaving your son, you have come back fourteen years late. Li Yu seemed to think of the scene of re-entering the rivers and lakes with Nie Jiangsheng, and couldn't help but increase his voice, and the momentum on his body surged.

"It's only been fourteen years, and I'm not short of that life. Over the years, my strength has not only recovered, but also improved, I want to see who can stop me. Nie Jiangsheng said in a low voice, but the inflated battle intent and the aura of the king who looked at the world made his thin body look extremely powerful.

The two of them began to discuss some things, but Nie Li didn't know these things, and he also didn't know that the door of the rivers and lakes was about to open for him.

In the next month, Nie Li and Nie Jiangsheng continued to practice knives, and Nie Jiangsheng didn't go to the ferry, but just kept teaching Nie Li knife techniques, every move and style, all of which Nie Li had never seen, but these knife techniques, or tricky, domineering, or ruthless, or terrifying, made Nie Li dazzled.

Nie Li's doubts when he practiced the knife before were solved, but because of his right foot, when he fought with Nie Jiangsheng, he would always fall into a passive situation because of movement, and he could only be beaten blindly.

"Dad, my feet, is there any way?" Nie Li finished practicing the knife, sat in the courtyard, put the knife on the table next to him, put his right hand on his knee, lowered his head, and asked Nie Jiangsheng this question that had been buried in his heart for a long time, in his eyes, his father was the sky, he raised himself, taught himself to be a man, and taught himself knife skills.

"Yes, this river and lake is so big, there must be a way. Nie Jiangsheng looked at his son's sad expression, and he just sighed, maybe he was so young that he still cared more about this kind of thing.

"That's good. Nie had some hope in his heart, but he didn't have much expectation, this medicine must be rare, and how could he be obtained by such an ordinary person. Nie Li's tone and expression changed, Nie Jiangsheng saw it in his eyes, and he made up his mind that if he had the opportunity, he would definitely help his son heal his body.

Winter is coming quietly, early in the morning I saw the window covered with white snowflakes, the bamboo forest outside is also snow-white, and occasionally a few exposed bamboo leaves add a touch of freshness to this white.

"Li'er, I will go to drink with your Uncle Li today, and I won't come back in the evening. Nie Jiangsheng finished eating at noon, wrapped his clothes tightly, said to Nie Li, and walked out, and his figure was buried in the wind and snow at once.

Nie Li hid in the house, it was very cold outside, but there was coal in the house that Nie Jiangsheng exchanged for what he had hunted last time, which was enough to survive this winter.

The warm fire in the house made the cold wind outside seem extremely biting, Nie Li was blowing the bamboo flute in the window, and the ethereal and graceful sound of the flute appeared and disappeared in the howling wind and snow.

Looking at the flying snow dancing outside, a piece fell on Nie Li's cheeks, and a drop of water flowed on the hot skin in an instant, for some reason, Nie Li only felt a strong desire swelling inside his body, and he wanted to practice the knife.

Desperate, Nie Li directly put the bamboo flute on the table, drew the knife and rushed to the courtyard, the knife technique in his hand was at his fingertips, these are all things that Nie Jiangsheng taught him every day, he has memorized it by heart for a month, but today he is so handy.

The heavy snow flew in the air like a flying dragon, constantly changing direction under Nie Li's knife, each knife was shocking, and the surrounding white snow gathered towards him, and under the guidance of the knife, countless white snow lines formed around Nie Li's body.

"Bang" Nie Li waved the knife technique taught by Nie Jiangsheng again, and the original knife technique was wrapped in an artistic conception, the wind and snow were all over the sky, I would follow the shape, the snow was boundless, and no one came and went. I am like a knife, like snow, and bitterly cold.

The snow was still falling, Nie Li's knife did not stop, a trace of heat came out of the top of his head, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes, like two knives.

"One cut in two, all with the wind. The knife in Nie Li's hand was indomitable, splitting the snow curtain in front of him, the knife technique was chic and casual, with a wonderful charm, which made people dizzy.

"Love is easy to chop and hard to break. "Each style is like a story, this knife, without any emotion, love the knife, all the body and mind are pinned on the knife, Nie's centrifugal nature is not enough to support this style, so the power of the knife is sharply reduced.

But in this snow, he learned a different knife technique. "The knife in the heart, the snow in the wind, the blood in the hands. Snow knife method. The knife in Nie Li's hand fluttered, like snow in the wind, allowing the cold wind to send itself to every corner of heaven and earth.

His knife was as cold, as beautiful, and as pure as this piece of snow. The knife technique is fast and the snow curtain is one, and the bamboo forest here is full of knife shadows, and there is no snow. It's all snowflakes, no knives.

"Huhu" his knife technique is only one move, although it is a move, but there is no move, that is, he keeps waving the knife in his hand with a little shadow of his father's knife technique. Only the word fast, like the light in the snow, dazzling.

Comprehending the knife technique, it consumes the mind, Nie Li practiced the knife while studying, the physical and mental power was extremely consumed, and he was a little powerless after practicing for more than an hour, he hurriedly ran to the house, now his body is aroused, and the qi and blood are still running rapidly because of the knife practice, if the body is not supported, coupled with the cold weather, I am afraid that he will be sick for several days.

Sitting in the room, drinking a glass of water, the warm fire made Nie Li's tiredness suddenly hit, he felt sleepy, so he took off his clothes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, in his sleep, he was a little thirsty, so he got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up to drink water, but the door in the house was wide open, and Nie Li saw that there was a person at the door, and it was Nie Jiangsheng.

The bamboo cup in his hand was not held steady, and he fell to the ground, "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you." Nie Li hurriedly picked up Nie Jiangsheng's body, his body was still a little warm, which made Nie Li feel a little relieved, put his father on the bed, and he took off Nie Jiangsheng's clothes.

The smell of blood on the clothes was very strong, and Nie had a bad idea, and then opened his father's underwear, and there was a red palm print on his chest, which was very clear, and the blood-red palm print life surrounded the black breath. Nie Li cautiously touched it with his hand.

"Hmm. Nie Jiangsheng snorted in pain, opened his eyes, and turned pale.

"Daddy. Nie Li shouted anxiously. "Don't worry, you can't die yet. After speaking, Nie Jiangsheng spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, seeing his father in such pain, Nie Li was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"I'll get you a doctor. Nie Li didn't care, he got up and walked outside, but he saw the bright moon hanging outside, he didn't expect that he had slept for a day, I was afraid that the city gate would be closed, but for the sake of his father, he had to knock open.

"Li'er, it's okay, isn't there medicine at home? Nie Jiangsheng looked at Nie Li anxiously, and said weakly, using all his strength for every word.

When Nie Li heard this, he didn't wear a coat, he walked directly to the kitchen, entered the kitchen, lit the oil lamp, rummaged through the cabinets, and found that the medicinal materials were almost used, and there were not many left.

But his father's injuries needed medicine, Nie Li looked at the deep mountains under the moonlight, simply went back to the house and took the knife, and walked towards the deep mountains. And Nie Jiangsheng, who was lying on the bed, his pale face was swept away, his face was ruddy, and he looked at Nie Li's distant figure.

"This injury still has a bit of an effect, don't hurt, this time's account, and then slowly settle. After speaking, Nie Jiangsheng quietly followed Nie away.

Father is a boatman, where did he get the money to buy himself medicine for so many years to keep his body up, and some of the medicinal materials are from the deep mountains, Nie Li came last time, and he also found some familiar medicinal materials, so he made up his mind to take a risk.

However, the snow was all over the sky, and the deep mountains were all snow-white, Nie Li looked at the white land and didn't know where to start, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He was so anxious that he was about to cry, thinking that his father was injured and waiting for him, but he was wasting time here, the tears in the corners of his eyes flowed down indisputably, Nie Li used his hands to pick up the snow, some places were sharp gravel, some were sharp thorns, in less than a moment, Nie Li's hands were already bloody and blurred, and the weather was cold, and his hands were also bruised.

But even so, he didn't have the slightest tendency to stop, maybe it was lucky, he came to the place where he killed the tiger last time, behind the boulder where the tiger was entrenched, there was a Ganoderma lucidum, the size of his palm, and his whole body was blood-red, Nie Li directly grabbed and tore it off, and ran towards home.

The road was too long, the snow blinded Nie Li's eyes, and the biting cold wind began to burrow into his body, and he couldn't help but shiver while running, his steps were unsteady, and he fell hard in the snow.

"Woo" Nie Li cried, but still got up, because the snow melted, Nie Li's clothes were tightly attached to his body, and when the evening breeze blew, it was even colder, his consciousness had begun to blur, and his father was waiting for him to go back.

Looking at the bamboo house in the distance, there was a flickering fire, that was the direction of home, Nie Li smiled, his mechanical steps moved step by step, when he felt the warmth on his face, he couldn't hold on anymore, fainted and fell to the ground.

Maybe that's how my father came back!