You Jianghu people really know how to play

Shen Guangming looked at Tang Ou's arm, then at Tang Ou.

"Your brain is broken?" he said. "What do you drink yours? I want to drink the young girl's. I heard it is very delicious."

Tang Ou: "... Who did you listen to?"

Shen Guangming answered honestly: "Fang Dazao. He always said that when he took me to play in the brothel. The girls in the brothel are all pretty, beautiful and fragrant, but I can't smell the blood or not. fragrant?"

Tang Ou: "Have you ever smelled it?"

Shen Guangming was very regretful: "I only smelled it a few times. The girls said I was too young and didn't want to play with me. Am I young? I understand everything."

Tang Ou threw the cloth on his head: "Don't think about those messes, are you hungry?"

Shen Guangming said he was a little hungry but not enough to drink blood, Tang Ou rolled his eyes like Lin Shaoyi, and carried him to the shore: "Let's go. You are so energetic, it's useless to serve you."

Shen Guangming always remembered that Tang Ou said that if no one cared about him, he could live in Tang's house, and he felt much better. He wiped his body indiscriminately and followed Tang Ou up.Tang Ou told him what happened to Lin Shaoyi and Zhang Ziyun after he left, Shen Guangming asked: "The monks are gone, what about the two in the firewood room?"

Tang Ou then told him that Xing Yan was dead.

Zhao Xu didn't know when Xing Yan died.The old monk's body was slumped in black dried blood, withered into a lifeless mass.People from Shaoyi League cleaned up the firewood room, wrapped Xing Yan's body in a layer, and brought it to Shaolin Temple.Zhaoxu couldn't leave.The wound on his abdomen began to fester, and he developed a high fever.The doctor from Shaoyi League said that he still couldn't leave, so he treated his wounds for a few days.

"What about after the injury is healed?" Shen Guangming asked.

"Go back to Shaolin Temple when you recover from your injury. Shaolin Temple has temple regulations, and monks who violate the temple regulations must be punished by the public. Zhaoxu didn't personally... harm my master, but he knew that he was serious and malicious, but he still..." Tang Ou paused Dun, "He is from Shaolin Temple, so he can be injured as long as he is injured, but he cannot be killed. Even if he misbehaves, he is still from Shaolin. If something happens, it is not me who is in trouble, but Shaoyimeng."

Shen Guangming nodded in understanding.Lin Shaoyi also got involved in this muddy water.

"Actually, he reminded me." Shen Guangming suddenly remembered the figure in the kitchen that day, and said quickly, "But it was too late when I went."

Tang Ou shook his head and continued to walk forward.

Shen Guangming followed closely behind him.Perhaps it was because he started to move, he was not so cold, his legs and feet were much more flexible, and he could keep up with Tang Ou's speed.

Zhang Ziyun's "passing on the skills" is actually the same as the method that Qingyang Patriarch passed on to him: sending the internal energy directly into other people's bodies.There is no intermediary for Da Lu's true energy, it directly enters into Shen Guangming's meridians, and then penetrates into the dantian inch by inch.Only then did Shen Guangming know that the pain he suffered from Da Lu's true energy before could only be regarded as mosquito bites at best, and this time imparting the skills was fatal.After finally getting through it, Da Lu's true qi, which had destroyed his meridians, was rampant in his body, making him so painful that he just wanted to die.

He wanted to tell Tang Ou, but he couldn't describe it. He just felt scared when he thought about it.At that time, he was wrapped in a quilt and slammed into the wall crazily. Zhang Ziyun clamped him tightly to prevent him from moving, so he hit the wall with his head.There was a big lump on the back of my head, which was very painful.Fortunately, according to Zhang Ziyun, the most difficult part has passed.Afterwards, he only needs to follow the formulas taught by Zhang Ziyun and practice how to use his true energy.Da Lu's true energy is different from other internal skills, every time he used it when he first learned it, his dantian would hurt like a knife. "Although it's uncomfortable, it will be fine after a year. It's just that within a year, you have to practice hard every day, and you must never slack off even a single day." Zhang Ziyun taught him earnestly, "This is the key to taming Da Lu's true energy. method, you must do this, or you will die."

Shen Guangming had just regained his strength at that time, and he couldn't hear clearly. When he thought about it now, he realized that he was a hidden danger of killing people and drinking blood.

The bloodthirsty desire is due to the great changes in the temperament of people who practice Da Lu Gong, violent and manic, and they are often cold and cold, so they need warmth especially.And because the viscera is cold, the operation is slow, and the appetite is poor, so I prefer to eat soft food.The blood of a living person is warm, fresh, and easy to swallow, and the process of killing can satisfy his inner desire, so this desire is the most difficult to suppress.

Talking about how he responded at that time, Zhang Ziyun didn't say anything.

But Shen Guangming thought of the scars they saw when Tang Ou changed Zhang Ziqiao's clothes for funeral.

The scars on Zhang Ziqiao's back are densely distributed on the back of the shoulders and neck, extending all the way to the spine, and even the upper arms are full of scars.He was standing by to help, and couldn't help asking Tang Ou what was going on.Tang Ou didn't know either, he just shook his head and said that he had never seen the scars on Master's body, and naturally he had never asked him.

Shen Guangming raised his head and looked at the back of Tang Ou walking in front of him.

He didn't want to tell Tang Ou about it.

It's just that he remembered what Zhang Ziyun said.He wondered if he also had someone in his heart who would protect him from doing wrong forever?That person is always there, caring about himself, loving himself.Just for this indescribable compassion and compassion, I can grit my teeth and hold on.

He thought of Shen Qing and Shen Zhengyi, and his heart gradually settled down.

Shen Guangming vaguely understood the reason why Zhang Ziyun had never killed anyone or drank blood in the past 20 years.It's nothing more than not wanting to make that person sad and disappointed, so that I don't make mistakes again and again.

Two days later, Shen Guangming finally mastered Professor Zhang Ziyun's Da Lu Gong formula.The formulas are upside down, the essence is for self-cultivation.Zhang Ziyun got Dalu's true energy that day, but he didn't know how to cultivate it, and he had to suffer a lot before he realized the way.Now that Shen Guangming has been taught by him, the pain has been greatly reduced, but it is very difficult to circulate Da Lu's true energy for a week every night before going to bed.

"...I won't practice anymore." Shen Guangming said.

Sitting in his room, Tang Ou snorted: "After you practiced yesterday, isn't the pain much less than the day before? This method is useful, don't be lazy."

He had no choice but to slowly get up from the bed, sighed, and sat cross-legged.

Tang Ou was ordered by Zhang Ziyun to watch him practice. "If no one is looking at him, he will definitely not practice. This is not good. If he dies in my hands, this is not good. This is not good." Zhang Ziyun said.

Shen Guangming sat, waiting for the colic in his dantian to subside slowly.He regretted giving up just halfway through practice. Since this matter is difficult, he should get through it as soon as possible. He is a bit stupid.

Seeing that his eyes were still looking around, Tang Ou scolded him, "Don't practice yet?"

Shen Guangming: "Hero Tang, you are well-informed, do you have some kind of internal strength that can be practiced while lying down?"

Tang Ou: "..."

Shen Guangming: "Is my meridian well now? But I don't feel good at all, it's just painful, cold and cold. Can I not practice Da Lu Gong, and practice something else, warmer, easier... ..."

Tang Ou: "Stop talking, practice quickly. I'm going back to sleep."

Shen Guangming closed his eyes without half a cup of tea, and opened them suddenly: "Tang Ou!"

Tang Ou said angrily: "I still don't want to practice!"

The person who irritated him jumped out of the bed with bare feet, lay down on the ground and took out a long package from under the bed.

"I forgot...and you forgot too." Shen Guangming unwrapped the cloth wrapping it, "I said I would give it to your master as a birthday present."

Feitianjin was wrapped in a rough gray cloth, and candlelight illuminated it, and a few words faintly appeared, which were "forever and forever".

Tang Ou approached, unable to say a word for a while.

"May I make him some clothes?" Shen Guangming whispered, "It's quite cold."

Ching Ming has already passed.Only then did Tang Ou remember that it was two days before Qingming when Zhang Ziqiao left.

The next day is his birthday, and the next day is Qingming, when everything in the world grows vigorously and is clean and clear.

He bent down and picked up Fei Tianjin, and pulled Shen Guangming to the bed: "You should practice."

Seeing his serious expression and low tone, Shen Guangming carefully asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

Tang Ou shook his head and said again: "I'm sleepy, you practice."

The next day, he handed Fei Tianjin to Zhang Ziyun.

"I didn't have time to give it to Master, Master Uncle, I will give it to you." Tang Ou said.

Zhang Ziyun looked at Fei Tianjin, but he was not interested.

"Are you going to Shaoyi League?" He asked.

Tang Ou nodded: "Follow Lin Shaoyi to take a look. I haven't visited Uncle Lin and the others for a long time."

"What about the little thing?"

"Let's go together." Tang Ou said, "Master, when should we leave?"

Zhang Ziyun stared at him.Zhang Ziqiao has chosen a good apprentice. Although Tang Ou is not someone Zhang Ziyun would appreciate, he is reliable.Thinking of the young man who had been with his elder brother day and night for the past ten years, Zhang Ziyun's skinny face showed a trace of tenderness.

"You guys go, I'm not going." He said, "I'll take your master away."

Tang Ou was taken aback.

"You will leave. There is no one on the peak, so it's quite deserted." Zhang Ziyun said, "Although your master doesn't like excitement, I...I can't bear it. Besides, someone died on the peak, and he was a stinky monk. He shouldn't be happy. I've had a hut elsewhere for ten years, so take him back and we'll stay together, fine."

He spoke calmly, but Tang Ou suddenly became sad.

This is a little different from his sadness when he knew Zhang Ziqiao died, but the root seems to be the same.

But Tang Ou didn't object.He said "Okay" in a deep voice, knelt down suddenly, and kowtowed to Zhang Ziyun.

"I'm not your master, so there's no need for such a great gift." Zhang Ziyun said slowly, "If you miss your master in the future, just pour him a cup of tea. He will know."

The day Zhang Ziyun left, he didn't tell anyone.He dug out the thin coffin, wrapped it in flying brocade, carried it on his shoulder, and walked slowly.

Shen Guangming was tortured by the cold qi in his dantian and couldn't sleep. He regretted that he didn't practice well, while rolling on the bed.While tossing and turning, I heard a sound outside the house, and after opening the door, I saw Zhang Ziyun's figure.

He was still wearing the old clothes he found in the yard that day, and he was wearing a robe that Shen Guangming felt familiar with.

Judging by the color, it should belong to Zhang Ziqiao.

He had a coffin on his shoulder, and his posture was very strange, but he still walked briskly.The morning sun breaks through the mist, and thousands of mountains are verdant.

When turning back, Shen Guangming saw Tang Ou standing on the roof, watching Zhang Ziyun off.

"Tang Ou." He walked up to him and called him.

"Come up?" Tang Ou asked him.

Shen Guangming climbed up awkwardly, and appeared on the roof with Tang Ou.

Zhang Ziyun's figure was getting smaller and smaller, and Shen Guangming said suddenly: "He doesn't allow me to call him master, and he doesn't teach me other kung fu."

Tang Ou: "I'll teach you. He told me the formula of Fang Cun Zhang."

Shen Guangming turned to look at him in surprise.

Lin Shaoyi jumped up in a fluttering manner. "If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. How has a drop ever reached Jiuquan." He said.

Shen Guangming: "What do you mean? I don't have much knowledge, so the leader can explain?"

Lin Shaoyi was about to speak, but was suddenly pushed down by Tang Ou.

"Don't stand with so many people, it will collapse." Tang Ou said expressionlessly.

Lin Shaoyi: "Can't you push him?"

Tang Ou ignored, still staring into the distance.Zhang Ziyun's figure had disappeared into the forest.A morning frightened bird flapped its wings and flew across the sky.