Chapter 118: The Passion of the Little Brother
In the dark, Gu Yuan couldn't see Zhao An's expression clearly, and thought that he didn't know what the purpose of doing this was and asked, so he said: "I think this thing is like our hands being smashed, and they will quickly retract because of the pain, if you show Ah Wu that kind of picture, you will definitely feel a huge pain when you suddenly get firm, will it shrink and break free from the ring?"
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they all think that what Gu Yuan said is crooked.
But will it be their turn to oppose it?
Apparently not.
"I will never paint that kind of dirty and obscene painting!" Zhao An flatly refused, "Never!"
Gu Yuan looked at Ah Wu, Ah Wu immediately hugged Zhao An's thigh, and cried bitterly: "Good brother, good brother, you have pity on me, I haven't found a place to use it, how can I be so wasted?"
Zhao An still looked resolute, and he didn't have the slightest intention of agreeing to Ah Wu.
Ah Wu was immediately angry, pointed at Zhao An's nose and scolded: "Okay, you conscienceless Zhao An, you are really ruthless, you don't want to think about who carried you all the way?"
If it weren't for me, you wouldn't know where you would have died, and now you won't even help with this little favor, if you knew this, why would I be tired and tired to save you, let you go down the drain!"
Zhao An's expression was a little loose, his mouth still refused to relax, and said: "I didn't let you save me, besides, how can you do such a thing as saving people in return?"
"I'm not a gentleman!" Ah Wu's heart was bursting up, and he said sharply: "I just want to repay, what do you want?"
In Ah Wu's scolding, Zhao An's expression also became cold, and he said coldly: "I can't paint that kind of painting!"
"Good!good!good!" Ah Wu stood up tremblingly and made a bold move, "Then give me back your life!"
Although it was difficult to move his lower body, in the end, Zhao An's cultivation was too shallow, and when he was punched by Ah Wu, his nose was crooked, and blood gushed out.
Zhao An took a lot of steps back and almost fell to the ground, Ah Wu was about to raise his fist again, Zhao An immediately panicked and said: "You are not allowed to fight privately in the army, you have forgotten?!"
Ah Wu's eyebrows were raised, and he said coldly: "This is not a military camp, who can be controlled by that rule?"
"There are still adults here!" Zhao An looked at Gu Yuan for help, waiting for him to stop Ah Wu.
It's a pity that Gu Yuan didn't mean to stop him, let alone others, no one dared to stand up and say a word.
Ah Wu stepped forward and punched again, this time Zhao An felt that his teeth were loose, his mouth was full of blood, and he shouted twice, "I paint, I paint, can't I paint......"
"Toast without eating and eating and drinking. Ah Wu's strong fist stopped on Zhao An's left eyelid, and he scolded and withdrew his fist.
Zhao An got up silently, he had no doubt that if he didn't agree to paint, Ah Wu would be able to beat him to death with one punch.
In Zhao Anxin, painting is a very sacred thing, and painting a picture of the Spring Palace, for him, is to defile the painting.
"The people who visited the kiln still pretended to be high with me. Ah Wu clenched his fists and snapped, and then put down another sentence, "If you don't fight, you won't have a long memory." ”
Zhao An dared to refute, and took out drawing paper, pen, ink, and a small inkstone from his arms, these four things were the most important treasures on his body, and they couldn't be lost no matter what.
Wiping the blood on his face and grinding the ink, Zhao An painted a wonderful painting that made people's hearts beat faster in a moment, Zhao An obviously didn't expect to paint this kind of painting at such a speed, did he still have talent in this area?
Gu Yuan grabbed the painting and looked at it carefully for a long time, his mouth was full of admiration, and the other people came over to take a look, and they all saw that their blood was boiling, and they were reluctant to take their eyes away.
Finally, the painting was handed to Ah Wu, and sure enough, in an instant, Ah Wu felt extremely hot in his lower body.
Then, the little worm that raised its head was snapped in two by the iron ring......
"......" Gu Yuan once again felt that he had been struck by lightning, and the river was suddenly surging up and down.
"Ahh
......
Fortunately, the painting was held by Gu Yuan in his hand, and the injuries on Ah Wu's body were caused by him, if he hadn't decisively refused Liu Wencheng's substitution, then Ah Wu would be a eunuch now.
Thankfully, fortunately.
Time goes back again, no one remembers the previous skirmish, Gu Yuan, who put down the knife, thought about it for a long, long time this time, so always going back, he felt that he was about to lose his mind.
He knew that many things had happened, such as the conflict between Ah Wu and Zhao Anqi, which he still remembered, but no one would remember it before it happened, which made him always have a particularly weird feeling.
"I'm wondering if I should teach you a secret method to control the flow of blood there, if there is no blood, it will shrink, and the iron ring will naturally fall off. The reason why Gu Yuan pondered for a long time was to think about the possibility of simplifying his "Moving Mountains", if it was only used in one place, would it be feasible?
He was doing it while he was thinking, and after trying a variety of methods, he finally found the right way.
Giving out all the exercises, Gu Yuan also thought about this problem, but then he thought about it and dispelled this idea. Although everyone around him obeys his orders, it does not mean that they are all loyal to him, and people's hearts are the most complicated, and opening their hearts is like digging a grave for themselves.
Unless it comes to the situation that "Moving Mountains" is dispensable for him, Gu Yuan will never let the people around him practice his exercises.
After listening to Gu Yuan's detailed explanation, Ah Wu's eyes lit up, and he tried to connect with the blood in those dense blood vessels, and half an hour passed, and Ah Wu felt that his efforts were in vain, and he didn't get the slightest response.
Gu Yuan also muttered in his heart, could it be that his method was wrong?
But why was he able to carry the blood there?
"It's done!" Ah Wu suddenly shouted, "I feel it!"
When he was about to give up, a faint breath gave him a response, and Ah Wu immediately struck while the iron was hot, and when a few hours had passed, he heard a pop, and the Iron Spirit Ring fell and sank into the mud.
There was a long-lasting applause around him, and Ah Wu waved his hand with a blank face, like a shy general who had won a battle.
Everyone gathered around, and they almost lifted Ah Wu up and threw him into the sky.
Gu Yuan was dumbfounded, he felt that his knowledge of this world was not enough.
After a while, people surrounded Gu Yuan again, their eyes shining, like weasels in the chicken pen.
Gu Yuan's eyebrows twitched, "What do you want to do?"
Everyone, look at me, I look at you, someone was pushed out, rubbed his hands, and said nervously: "My lord, teach us the method you just gave to the centurion?"
We are also afraid that one day we will be trapped by iron rings, and if you are not around at that time, it will really be called heaven and earth. ”