The night was already deep, and the peasants scattered among the strangers had already gone to sleep. In the darkness, the wind struck, the rice sea churned, the spikes rolled on the ground, and a woman in a green shirt and embroidered skirt walked along the gravel road.

"Ouch!" the woman in Tsing Yi stopped and complained, "Something, it hurts the girl's feet." 」

When I looked down, I saw a person lying on the side of the road. The man's chest did not rise or fall, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes were round, his body was not yet stiff, and it seemed that he had only died recently.

The woman in green clothes touched the corpse in the thick of the night, and instead of being afraid, she squatted down and reached out to touch the corpse. Wu Nong counted in a soft voice, "One, two, three...... Nine holes of the same size were opened in the chest. Hmph! Really, it's the same, isn't it enough to open a hole?" The person on the side of the corpse on the side of the road was Xiahou Yang, who was killed by Weizhuang's "Grass Grows and Warblers Fly", and the woman's eyebrows frowned and looked bored, and she said disappointedly: "Alas, it's too boring. 」

She stood up and was about to leave, and after walking a few steps, she stopped again, "Ouch!" and then she grinned and said, "Okay! There is another dead man! She happily crouched down again, and when she checked again, she saw that there was only a flat, unsurprising wound on Wei Zhuang's right chest. The woman in Tsing Yi angrily scolded: "Who did this? Isn't this kind of injury cut out by anyone with a knife?

"Go!" The woman in Tsing Yi scolded and kicked, kicked Wei Zhuang's feet viciously, blood spurted out of the corpse's chest, stained her feet, and felt a burst of warmth between her calves, she couldn't help but be stunned, thinking, "Could it be that this person is still alive?"

She raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and probed Wei Zhuang's nose, but only a breath remained. "It's a pity, it's a pity, who told you that you can't arouse the interest of this girl, it seems that you won't live until dawn. After saying that, he got up and clapped his hands, obviously trying to leave, but suddenly said "Huh".

She looked at Wei Zhuang's head with interest and affection.

On Wei Zhuang's head, a wooden flower hairpin carved with wisteria flowers broke into his head.

The woman in Tsing Yi was overjoyed at this time, took out the fire fold and lit it, and took a closer look. After looking at it for a long time, the more I looked at it, the more excited I felt, and sometimes I looked up at the sky, muttered to myself, and suddenly said, "Yes, yes, you can do this...... and then shook my head again and again, "No, no, I don't think it will work......

She couldn't help but look down again, standing up and squatting down, standing up and squatting down again, and so on, as if she was thinking about an extremely complicated matter. The woman untied the burden on her body, took out a steamed bun, and bit it heavily while scrutinizing it, until she swallowed the last bite of the steamed bun and turned her head to see Xiahou Yang's corpse, then she showed joy on her face, smiled, and said, "That's right! Why not waste it?"

At that moment, the woman in Tsing Yi lifted Wei Zhuang and walked to a small house next to her, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded, she thought to herself, "It turned out to be an empty house, girl, I am so lucky today. 」

After carefully putting Wei Zhuang on the bed, he stared at the wound on his head for a while, and then reluctantly turned around and kicked Xiahou Yang's body into the house.

This treacherous woman in Tsing Yi is the famous miracle doctor Duanmurong on the rivers and lakes.

Duanmu Rong has been obsessed with medical skills all her life, turning a blind eye to the love between men and women, and the battles between the rivers and lakes.

She spread the hem of her skirt into bandages, wrapped it around her hands, took out a sharp dagger and put it on the fire to bake it red, found a broken bowl in the house, went out to pick it up, and chose a pebble about the size of a palm to come back, and after looking around, she finally found a pair of tongs on the pyre, Duanmu Rong put these things on the crumbling little table, and said to herself, "I have to use it when I see it." 」

At this time, Wei Zhuang was already angry, but Duanmu Rong ignored it, but picked up the dagger first, brushed the ground, and chopped off Xiahou Yang's right hand. Duanmu Rong put her severed hand on the table, sat down comfortably, and carefully used a dagger to slowly remove the muscles and skin on her hand, only to see her singing happily while cutting: "Qiu Lan Xi Wu, Luo Sheng Xi Tang, green leaves and branches, Fang Fei Fei Xi Yu, Mrs. has her own beautiful child, why is Sun sad......

Duanmu Rong worked for a while, Fang picked up the arm that only had white bones left, looked close to the candlelight, and said with appreciation, "Well, this is a very good hand!" She kicked the corpse that fell under the table with a missing hand, and said lightly, "It seems that you ate really well when you were alive, don't you say?"

With a clatter, she crushed the bone with her tongs, then selected a piece of bone and put it in a broken bowl and crushed it into powder with pebbles, and then a piece of white bone that was a little wider, and flattened and thinned into a small disc.

"Good," she said to herself, "Now the fun is coming. 」

"Ouch!" Duanmu Rong suddenly remembered that there was an extremely boring wound on this person's chest, "Alas, although this dish is annoying, it is impossible not to eat it. In the eyes of the divine doctor Duanmu Rong, this kind of wound is like a child who naughtily falls through her knee, as long as the mother spits a little saliva, even if it has been healed, I saw her go to two and tidy up the wound.

"Haha!" After processing, Duanmu Rong could hear a burst of cheers at Wei Zhuang, and said, "This brother, here is it, you can lie down." At this time, Wei Zhuang was seriously injured, and his consciousness was already unclear, not to mention that he couldn't hear Duanmu Rong's words at all, even if he heard it, he couldn't move anywhere, so he naturally lay down obediently.

Duanmu Rong walked to the side of the bed, flicked his wrist, and shaved off the hair near the wound on Wei Zhuang's head one by one. The hairpin looked much clearer in Duanmu Rong's eyes now, I saw her holding the end of the hairpin with one hand, and the other hand gently dug out Wei Zhuang's skull along the hairpin with a dagger, and at first blood gushed out like flowing water, wetting her clothes, but Duanmu Rong didn't notice it at all, and all her attention was on the strange-shaped wound at the moment.

The vicinity of the wound was already empty, and Duanmu Rong stepped aside.

Wei Zhuang was really determined to kill himself at that time, and he was not merciful, although this hairpin was made of wood, and the texture was quite soft, but under the internal force of Wei Zhuang, it also broke the skull. Fortunately, the bones were hard to block most of the momentum, but the tip of the hairpin still poked into the brain after all.

Duanmu Rong saw that this hairpin was standing erect on top of the wound, and knew that there should be a part of it poked into this person's brain. If you take it out, I'm afraid it will be out of control, Duanmu Rong groaned and whispered, "It seems that this is the only way. 」

With a wave of her five fingers, she cut off the exposed part of the hairpin, as for the small section that fell into her brain, she turned a blind eye, once the hairpin was taken out, she directly cut off the prepared round bone again, covered the wound, and took bone powder to fill the hole on it. Duanmu Rong looked at his masterpiece proudly, and then took out the golden needle and sutured the wound with a lead, so that the front end of the hairpin was forever left in Wei Zhuang's head.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel, and now there is only a matter of waiting. Although Duanmu Rong didn't care whether this person was alive or dead, if he turned around, how could he miss this proud moment?

Although it was a busy night, Duanmu Rong's face did not show fatigue at this time, Wei Zhuang's breathing sound came from the bed, sounding deeper than the first half of the night, Duanmu Rong looked left and right, saw Xiahou Yang's corpse, and thought, "Why not use this person to pass the time a little?"

Gai Nie, who left Qicheng gloomily, took his daughter, Fu Nian and Jing Tianming and his party to the northeast silently. "Father won't kill me! I don't believe it!" In front of Qin's pursuers, Jing Tianming's words shouted lingered in Gai Nie's heart.

How do you make a ten-year-old understand everything? He has done nothing wrong, it is the unstoppable torrent that has washed away his past and pushed him to a position where he has no future in sight. Gai Nie was distressed for many days, and this night he finally called Tianming to him, and wanted to speak, but he was short of words, so he could only hear himself say, "Tianming, do you know who I am?"

"Know, you are Gai Nie, and everyone says that you are the number one sword in the world. 」

"And who are you?"

"I'm ...... Tianming, my mother is Liji. The boy replied.

"And what about your father?" asked Gai Nie again. This time, Jing Tianming pursed his lips and did not answer. Gai Nie sighed secretly, and Zhengse said to the child, "Your father's name is Jing Ke, a hero. 」

Tianming tilted his head and just looked out the window, and when Gailan saw that his father was speechless, he continued, "Tianming, you have seen with your own eyes all the way, there are many bad people out there who want to kill us. Those bad guys are ...... King Qin's subordinates, remember, no matter who you are dealing with in the future, you must never mention the past again, do you know?"

Jing Tianming stood stiffly, did not nod or speak, there was no expression on his little face, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Gailan knew that it was useless to say more, and sighed, "Just forget about the past. 」

Gai Nie said, "In a few days, when we find a place and settle down, I will start teaching you martial arts. After another pause at this point, Gailan said again, "Tianming, do you want to learn the Hundred Steps Flying Sword?"

Jing Tianming nodded vigorously.

"Good boy," Gai Nie asked with a smile, "Do you know why you want to practice martial arts?"

Jing Tianming looked at Gai Nie and Gai Lan, and thought to himself, "If I know martial arts, I won't be afraid of bad guys, and if I know martial arts, I won't have to be with you and I can return to my father." But he replied, "I want to practice martial arts to protect myself." 」

"Okay, ambitious," Gai Nie said, nodding, "From now on, I'll take you as an apprentice. Gailan smiled and encouraged, "Why don't you call Master?"

"Master. Jing Tianming knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Gai Nie three times, Gai Nie touched his head with satisfaction, and said in a loud voice, "Good, good, good boy. 」

In the hut, Xiahou Yang's body was resting on the table, it had already been disemboweled, and Duanmu Rong dug between the corpse's internal organs with both hands, looking focused. The air was filled with a pungent smell of medicine and a slight putrid smell, Duanmu Rong had already soaked the corpse in potion in order to delay the decomposition of the corpse, Rao was so, after a few days, the corpse had already begun to show some signs of decay.

Duanmu Rong knew that there was not much time, and she had to finish reading it early.

Wei Zhuang didn't know how long he had been unconscious. He couldn't even be sure if he was alive or not. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he felt dizzy and weak in his head, and he wanted to make a sound, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

"Am I dead or alive?" he thought.

In the haze, Wei Zhuang caught a glimpse of the figure shaking beside him. Wei Zhuang struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see more clearly, and saw Xiahou Yang lying on the table, staring at him with round eyes, his body was cut open from the neck down, and his internal organs were hanging out. A woman with her back to herself, holding a knife, cutting off her heart and holding it in her hand, poked with the knife in intoxication, humming a little song happily in her mouth.

"Looks like I'm still dead after all. Wei Zhuang was shocked and fell unconscious on the spot.

Not far from the west of Huaiyin City, Gai Nie, in view of the saying that "the small is hidden in the wilderness, the middle is hidden in the city, and the big is hidden in the court", asked Gai Lan to find a room here, intending to settle down and raise Jing Tianming. It is also strange to say that this residence is close to the big city of Huaiyin, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, but there are not many people living in the houses near the left, although the houses are continuous, but almost all of them are empty.

When Gailan made the order, the landlord only charged a penny and a cent of silver, and expected that the rented house must be old and desolate, and at this time he came here with his father, Tianming, and Fu Nian, and when he opened the door, he saw that it was a two-entry wooden house, separated by a small courtyard in the middle, and the roof beams and beams were intact, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Jing Tianming was young after all, and when he first arrived at his new home, he excitedly walked in and out, pointed to the second room and said, "Master, look, it's a big bamboo forest. 」

Gai Nie saw a verdant bamboo forest, very elegant, a house in the bamboo forest stood in it, a gate outside the bamboo forest hung a horizontal plaque, with the seal script inscribed with the four characters "Qin Yun Courtyard", indicating that there were noble people living in it.

Gailan said, "Tianming will help make tea for the two masters. Tianming nodded, and followed Gailan into the kitchen. Gai Nie saw that the two of them went, and said to Fu Nian, "Thanks to Mr. Fu's help along the way, if you don't dislike it, why don't you live together?" Gai Nie knew that Fu Nian regarded money as something outside his body, and he was the most generous to make a move.

Fu Nian said, "Gai Daxia, there is nothing to worry about old decay. Fu Nian touched his beard, so he said meaningfully: "Although the old man is not talented, but when he first arrived in Huaiyin, he has already met with literary friends, and there is a school in Mouton Lane in the city, waiting for the old man to preside over it." Gai Nie didn't insist when he heard this, and immediately said, "That's great, I'm still worried that Tianming's studies will be suspended, and it seems that he will still be troublesome in the future." 」

"Where, where. It is also a great pleasure in life for those who are teachers to be educated by talents. Fu Nian's tone changed, and he frowned at Gai Nie and said, "What's more, the old man starts a class and has no students, so isn't he going to be hungry?" The two laughed, took the tea handed over by Gai Lan, and talked all night without mentioning it.

In the thatched house on the eastern outskirts of Qicheng, it was half a month after Weizhuang really woke up. In fact, Duanmu Rong's method of healing Wei Zhuang was unheard of at that time, and it was dangerous to perform, relying on Wei Zhuang's martial arts practice for decades, his body was strong and strong, and he survived.

After Wei Zhuang woke up, he struggled to sit up on the bed, put his hand on his pulse, felt a powerful vibration coming from his fingertips, and secretly thought, "So I'm still alive. 」

But remembering the scene he saw when he was unconscious, he was suddenly not so sure, and when he was suspicious, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside the house, and the footsteps of the person who came were light, there must be a woman, Wei Zhuang thought in his heart: "Even if this woman is a human and not a ghost, what is the difference between a woman who can eat human flesh and a female ghost?"

With a slam on the ground, the wooden door was pushed open, and Wei Zhuang, who had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, was also panicked at this time, thinking, "I don't know how terrifying this female demon looks?"

"Are you awake?" the woman's voice in my ears was very nice.

The tone is soft, with a sweet smell, into the ears, it is really like a delicate spring melting ice, but Wei Zhuang was stunned, and when he looked up, he was even more surprised, but he saw that this woman's skin was like clotted fat and her face was like jade, and her willow eyebrows were like a pair of red phoenix eyes, and her body was petite, elegant and smart, but where was there a trace of hideousness?

Seeing Wei Zhuang's appearance, Duanmu Rong frowned and complained, "Why are you a little stunned? Isn't your brain burned out?"

"Well, the condition of the wound is not bad," Duanmu Rong reached out to hold Wei Zhuang's chin and said softly, "Come, open your mouth." After speaking, a pretty face leaned in front of Wei Zhuang.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Wei Zhuang hurriedly flashed back, and he had already slapped Duanmu Rong on the cheek.

"Don't move, girl, I'll kiss you again? Open your mouth to me, I want to look at my tongue." After speaking, he reached out and gently lifted Wei Zhuang's neck. Wei Zhuang's face was blue and white, and under Duanmu Rong's order, he completely forgot that he was the chief guard of the Qin State, and he was obedient like a child and let her fiddle.

For the next month, Wei Zhuang spent most of his time in bed to recuperate, occasionally getting out of bed and walking around, but he also obeyed Duanmu Rong's orders and did not take a step outside the house. Although the woman had never identified herself, Wei Zhuang had already guessed that the whole world could heal her own serious injuries, and there was no one other than the divine doctor Duanmu Rong.

Occasionally, I remembered my previous female ghost cannibalism, and I couldn't help but laugh. Then I remembered that although Duanmu Rong was her life-saving benefactor, her medical skills were incredible, but in order to study medicine, she actually tossed Xiahou Yang's corpse in every way, and the white bones were now hanging high on the wall for her reference, which was shocking.

However, Duanmu Rong's mouth was full of cold words, but she took care of her behavior in every way, which made Wei Zhuang at a loss, admiring and frightened, grateful and angry at Duanmu Rong.

On this day, because he didn't take the medicine on time, he was rewarded with two ear scrapers by Duanmu Rong. Wei Zhuang was full of anger, although he was seriously injured, but his skill had recovered fifty percent out of ten, if he had made a move to stop Duanmu Rong from beating someone, it would have been easy, but for some reason, he just let a jade hand slap his face.

Wei Zhuang sat on the edge of the bed, thinking left and right, and couldn't figure it out, only to hear a pleasant singing voice tactfully, it was Duanmu Rong who stared at the white bones in every boredom, and sang the southern song that Wei Zhuang had often heard in the past month or so......

Once Duanmu Rong was in a good mood, Wei Zhuang once asked the origin of this song. Duanmu Rong said that this song was sung by a young and beautiful goddess named Shao Si Ming, who lived in Wushan in Chu State, and she was in charge of the fate of all the children in the world; Wei Zhuang asked again: Listening to your tone, the aftermath is still ending, and there seems to be a follow-up, why don't you finish singing the whole tune? Duanmu Rong just smiled and did not answer.

I don't know how many times I've heard this song, but at this time Wei Zhuang still listened carefully to every word, he quietly looked at Duanmu Rong and hummed, the tone seemed to be far and near, both respectful and sad, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When he got up the next day, Wei Zhuang made up his mind to thank Duanmu Rong, but saw a few big words on the wall that read: "After a year, if I am alive, Huaiyin will look for me for a follow-up." Duanmu Rongliu. He was alone in the empty hut, and the song and the bones were gone with the woman.

Gai Nie had already made up his mind to remain incognito, and refused to go out again after living in Huaiyin, and the idea of writing to his apprentices Gongzi Jing, Zhang Lei and others turned around in his heart, after all, he still gave up. He put all his energy on Jing Tianming, who is now ten years old, from morning to night, but the professor diligently urged him to learn martial arts.

Within two months, Gai Nie had already seen that this kid was talented and a martial arts material, coupled with Tianming's serious study and diligent practice, Gai Nie was also quite pleased.

The reason why Jing Tianming is willing to practice hard is actually thinking that he can leave one day earlier if he succeeds in learning and art, and he has been stuffy in his heart and does not mention it to anyone, and he doesn't know who it is.

This old and young man never leave day and night, but it hurts Gailan. Gai Nie was reluctant to reveal his whereabouts, nor did he contact the disciples in his family, so he naturally cut off all financial resources, but the three of them still had to eat and drink in addition to the rent, where should this expenses come from? Gai Lan sneaked through the pawnshop a few times, and had cleaned up the valuable things, and seeing that there was not much rice left in the jar, Gai Lan had no choice but to tell Gai Nie truthfully.

After thinking about it a few times, Gai Nie came up with a plan, and immediately asked Gai Lan to go to the market to borrow flour, pork and other things on credit, walk through the bamboo forest in the backyard, and cut bamboo and split the slivers to make a steamer.

The next day, Gaylan opened the door, stacked the steamer, and sold hot buns.

Gai Nie, who was originally known as the "No. 1 Sword in the World", liked to cook since he was a child, and was able to produce flowers with skillful hands, and his culinary skills were no less than swordsmanship. It's just that at this time, the concept of male superiority and female inferiority is deep-rooted, and cooking is a woman's duty to run the family, if Gai Nie's mastery of cooking is known to everyone, then I am afraid that in addition to the "first sword in the world", he will also be given the title of "the first chef in the world". Gai Nie, who is famous in the world in martial arts, thinks that "the world's first chef" sounds good, but he is inevitably a little less manly, so except for Gai Lan, no one knows that he cooks a good dish.

From then on, Gai Nie made steamed buns in the backyard, Gai Lan pretended to make them himself, and sold them in the front yard.

On this day, Duanmu Rong returned to Huaiyin and was about to enter the house, but she smelled a burst of fragrant fragrance, and then found that there was a steamed bun shop next to her house. What else could be more than this to make Duanmu Rong happy? At that moment, she moved her index finger, smiled and walked up to Gai Lan, and said, "Girl, what are the flavors of steamed buns?"

Gailan replied, "It's just minced meat. 」

"Okay, give me five. Duanmu Rong took the bun and smelled it first, and then she was about to bite it, and when she bit it, she was really excited.

The stuffing of this bun is solid on the outside and loose on the inside, the meat is sweaty in the mouth, and there is a sweet and salty taste that does not disperse for a long time after being delicious, it is obviously mixed with the aged soy sauce that has been brewed for more than five years, and the snow-white skin of the bun is played separately, the thickness is neither more nor less, it is rare that this dough is full of taste, and it seems to be bounced as if it will bounce its teeth when it bites down, and it seems to be kneaded by a person with great strength.

Duanmu Rong took a few bites, her face glowed like dead wood in spring, her eyes were blurred, and she shook her head and said, "Root...... Howl...... Tree...... Yikes. 」

Gailan was stunned: "Girl, what are you talking about?"

"Hot pot, root...... Howl...... Tree...... Yikes. Duanmu Rong didn't have time to answer, and stuffed the second bun into her mouth, seeing that Gai Lan was stunned, and finally after swallowing the bun, she said softly, "I said, it's delicious." Then he asked, "Who made this bun?" and Gaylan replied, "I made it." 」

"Oh?" Duanmu Rong looked at Gailan's hand and thought to herself, "If your arm bones were ten times thicker than they are now, maybe I'd believe you could knead a dough with such strength." But since people don't talk about it, they don't ask at the moment.

"Do you have any more buns? I want another thirty. Duanmu Rong asked again after eating.

"Do you want to take the girl away? The shop is sold out of buns today. Gailan said.

Duanmu Rong sneered and said, "Won't you do it again after it's sold?" As she spoke, she walked straight into the house, and Gai Lan hurriedly stopped: "Girl, it's really sold out." But being gently pushed by Duanmu Rong, he felt a surge of internal energy, Gai Lan realized that this person knew martial arts, wanted to stop it, and held the leakage of identity, and after hesitation, Duanmu Rong had already passed through the small courtyard and came to the second room.

Duanmu Rong thought in her heart, the person who made the buns was just a reckless man with a lot of arm strength. At this time, when I saw Gai Nie, a pair of sword eyebrows were slightly thick, his eyes were like Langxing, he was not angry and self-imposing, Feng Lei was majestic, although he didn't know it, but he could see at a glance that this person had peerless martial arts, if it was someone else, he would have been surprised, but Duanmu Rong just raised his eyebrows.

However, Gai Nie was startled when he saw a beautiful woman suddenly breaking into the house, and was about to speak, but he heard Duanmu Rong say softly and politely, "Hello, I want to buy steamed buns. 」

Gai Nie was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Steamed buns are only sold outside, and this is the place where steamed buns are made. 」

"I'm going to have thirty more. Thank you. Duanmu Rong said.

Seeing Duanmu Rong's determined expression, Gai Nie thought that if she didn't sell her, she would definitely not leave, so he replied, "Girl, wait a quarter of an hour, and the buns will be fine. After speaking, he divided the thirty buns into five drawers and put them in the steamer, other people's buns have ten drawers, but the buns made by Gai Nie are too much, each one is twice as big as the ordinary buns, and only six can be put in one drawer.

Duanmu Rong was itching and waiting on the side. It's okay when making buns, but as soon as they are put in the steamer, Gai Nie has nothing to do. He was suddenly embarrassed to be alone with this good-looking woman in this small room, and it was not good to stay? I really didn't want to leave, I didn't stay, so I had nothing to say and asked, "The girl lives around here?"

Duanmu Rong replied, "I live in the Qinyun Courtyard. 」

When Gai Nie heard this, he knew that this girl was the owner of the elegant bamboo forest next door to his house, and he secretly thought in his heart, "Such a beautiful girl is indeed very compatible with that elegant residence. 」

Duanmu Rong didn't feel anything, she stared at the steamer wholeheartedly. When the steamed buns were ready, Gai Nie had just opened the steamer and was about to pick up the steamed buns, when Duanmu Rong politely stopped Gai Nie: "Don't bother. He took out more than a foot of iron chopsticks from his long hair and said, "Eat steamed buns while they're hot." 」

This one bite after another, fast and accurate. Every time the chopsticks stretched out, a big bun was gone, and thirty buns disappeared into the cherry mouth of this beautiful girl.

Gai Nie looked at the girl's back and thought, "You really can't just look at people, who would have thought that such a petite girl would swallow mountains and rivers when she eats?"