Mother Mo, who felt sorry for her daughter, hugged Mo Zi two quilts, one was covered by Mo Zi, and the other bed was lightly wrapped around Wu Zheng's waist.

Every two or three miles, Mo Zi would get out of the car and cover the rut marks left on the snow with snow. Even if Zhai Suli was injured, she would insist on getting out of the car to help every time. Traveling all the way, he saw that the eastern sky was already showing the white of the fish's belly, although Wu Zheng showed no signs of waking up, but Mo Zi still secretly let out a sigh.

Anyway, the night passed without incident. Although he was worried that the road was uneven and that the carriage would bump and affect Wu Zheng, Mo Zi slowed down the carriage, but after a night, it was still close to seventy miles away from Bayiji. Furthermore, it's always safer during the day than at night. Mo Zi's nerves, which had always been tense, could finally relax.

Of course, the carriage pulling the bed, and the strange sight of people sitting on the bed is bound to arouse the curiosity of passers-by, but Mo Zi can't care so much at this time.

Because there were more and more pedestrians on the road, and they no longer got out of the car to cover up the ruts, Mo Zi's heart was all tied to Wu Zheng, who was still meditating with his eyes closed.

When it was breakfast time, when the group came to a small town and was about to shoot, Mo Zi suddenly saw that beads of sweat were rolling down Wu Zheng's face.

hurriedly took away the quilt around Wu Zheng's waist, only to find that the clothes on Wu Zheng's body were also soaked with sweat.

"What's going on?"

Mo Zi didn't believe that Wu Zheng was sweating so much because it was too hot. The temperature at night was enough to turn water into ice, and even if Mo Zi ran the True Qi to keep out the cold, his hands and feet were still a little numb from the cold.

Although he didn't understand what was going on in Wu Zheng's body, Mo Zi, who also cultivated internal strength, vaguely guessed that something unexpected must have happened. Otherwise, just restoring the true Qi will never be such a phenomenon.

Mo Zi, who didn't dare to disturb Wu Zheng, didn't even get out of the car to eat, while eating the breakfast sent by Mo's mother, he stared at the changes in Wu Zheng's body.

Fortunately, the sweating didn't last long, but it stopped in less than two quarters of an hour. Wu Zheng's face seemed to be better than before after sweating. Originally, when the internal strength was exhausted, his face was pale, and now he could see a trace of blood.

"Sister, is Wu Gongzi okay?"

Hearing Zhai Suli and Su Xiaomei's worried inquiries, Mo Zi replied without confidence:

"It should be fine, it looks much better than before. ”

By the afternoon, a day and a night had passed, and after twelve full hours, Wu Zheng still showed no signs of waking up, and even Mo Zi was a little breathless.

Different from Mo Zi's anxiety and worry, Wu Zheng's feeling at this time was very wonderful.

When the upper, middle and lower three strands of true qi fused in the body, in the body of the twelve meridians, the eight veins of the Qi meridian, the yin and yang two-dimensional, yin and yang two stilts for a week, and returned to the lower dantian, with the stay there, the black swimming fish formed by the six hundred and eighty-six characters of the scriptures slowly rotated together, an indescribable feeling suddenly filled Wu Zheng's heart.

The reason why it is said to be in the heart is because Wu Zheng didn't know that he began to feel separated from his body, first attached to the gold leaf engraved with the "Jade Sutra of the Yellow Court", and then drove the scriptures to swim, and finally formed the consciousness of a black swimming fish, I don't know when it has returned, and there is no longer that strange sense of separation.

However, because his consciousness had always followed the black swimming fish before, and then followed Zhen Qi to swim in the meridian organs of the whole body for a week again, unlike the last time he was in a coma in Jinling Tiefu, this time he was completely awake, so Wu Zheng was able to clearly see all the tissues and organs of his body.

The wonderful thing about it now is that no matter which part of Wu Zheng's body he thinks of, a wisp of true qi will be separated from the lower dantian, and it can be said that he is aware of qi, and there is no order between the two at all.

Like, just as Wu Zheng's consciousness has been integrated with the true qi in his body, wherever the consciousness goes, there will naturally be true qi injected.

For example, Wu Zheng thought of his fingers and the Shangyang acupoint on his thumb, and at the same time, there would be Zhenqi concentrated here. It's no longer like before, when you want to release your true qi through the Shangyang acupoint, you have to deliberately move the true qi silently, and you also have to give your thumbs up. Now just realize that everything is ready to go.

For example, in the ears, as long as the thought in his heart moves, there will be a real Qi in the ear drum, so that Wu Zheng can hear extremely subtle sounds that are usually difficult to detect no matter what. As a result, Wu Zheng's hearing is more than ten times higher than the original.

Even, Wu Zheng felt that every hair on his body and the perception of every pore had been enhanced by more than ten times.

Wandering in such a wonderful feeling, Wu Zheng, who had woken up, did not open his eyes for a long time. He had to meditate on all the tissues and organs on his body before he planned to open his eyes and put the test on how much his vision would be enhanced after the change to experience it for the last time.

Suddenly, Wu Zheng heard a sound of footsteps from the creaking sound of the carriage walking through the thick snow, and the sharp whistle of the cold wind blowing through the bare branches on the side of the road.

The first time he used his hearing, which became extremely sharp, Wu Zheng couldn't tell how far away it was. However, he could hear the footsteps coming from behind the carriage, and not one, but as many as three.

He still didn't open his eyes, although he heard the footsteps coming very quickly, and he could already hear that it was the two of them in front, and one of them kept a certain distance behind them.

In less than twenty breaths, the two people in front had already circled to the carriage they were riding in and blocked the way, while the one behind them also blocked the path of the carriage's retreat.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?!"

Mo Zi's voice.

"It's none of your business, we just need this person. The little girl had better get acquainted with each other and get out of here quickly. Otherwise, don't blame the sword in our hands for having no eyes. ”

It turned out to be an extremely familiar voice, and after a little thought, Wu Zheng knew who the speaker was. It was on the night of August 15 that I saw in the living room of Jinling Tiefu, sitting under the head of Yanliu Rushuang in the south of the Lushan Residence, the sixty-year-old with gray hair, and later heard that Tie Ning said that it was the cousin of Zhang Xiaoou, the cousin of Zhang Xiaoou, who was a branch of the Zhang family, and Zhang Xiaoou's cousin.

Who are the other two? Wu Zheng still didn't open his eyes, he wanted to hear what Zhang Cunyi had to say next. Obviously, it could be heard from his words that he was unwilling to do anything to Mo Zi. Thinking of Cui Jian and his entourage yesterday, it seems that they don't want to offend Mo Zi or the Mo family. What are they afraid of? It can't be because of the living Yama Luo Mo asking the sky, right?

Wu Zheng thought about it, but immediately denied this answer. (To be continued.) )