Chapter 7 Chapter 6: Crossing a Horse and Traveling a Long Way with a Whip

Yan Zheng, Monk Peter and the others waited until Luo Zhongxia reappeared at the door of the building, only to realize that the barrier covering the entire building had been revoked.They originally thought that since the enemies in the building could seal off the entire five-story building, their strength must be extremely terrifying, and Luo Zhongxia might face a fierce battle.But when Luo Zhongxia walked out of the building, apart from looking a little tired, there was no other abnormality in his body. It didn't look like he had fought against someone before, which surprised others to some extent.

"How are you? Are you injured?" Nineteen impatiently rushed forward and grabbed Luo Zhongxia's hands. Feeling the tenderness of the girl's palm, Luo Zhongxia smiled at her and said, "I'm fine." Yan Zheng came over angrily and said, "Who is in there?" He tried all his ten fingers of thrush, but he was thrown out of the ward, and fell on all fours, which was unprecedented. Shame, so you must know the details of the enemy. Monk Peter patted him on the shoulder from behind, signaling him to calm down, and then asked, "I don't know how Zheng He and Donor Zheng are doing now?"

Facing this pile of questions, Luo Zhongxia gave a wry smile, and said in a low voice, "Zheng He has been taken away. For the details, let's go back to Songtao Garden first." The appearance on Sunday answered a part of him. Questions, but more mysteries have been added. Such a large amount of information will take a while to digest. After hearing what he said, everyone stopped asking questions, and turned around and walked towards the hospital entrance together. Nineteen took Luo Zhongxia's hand and walked ahead. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, he joked casually, "Look at you, didn't you see some pretty little nurse?"

Luo Zhongxia said: "I'm not a uniform control, how dare I?" Nineteen "hummed", squeezed his hand hard, suddenly felt a pain, couldn't help screaming, and the hand that was holding Luo Zhongxia tightly loosened like an electric shock.Luo Zhongxia was taken aback and asked her what was wrong.Nineteen spread out the palm of his left hand in confusion, and a long bloodstain suddenly appeared on the white and delicate palm. Seeing this scar, everyone gasped.Zeng Guifen was experienced, and immediately took her palm to observe carefully, and found that the bloodstain was not deep, and the blood on the edge of the wound had not yet clotted, obviously it had just been cut open.

"What did you encounter just now?" Zeng Guifen asked her, frowning. Nineteen's expression was very confused: "I've been holding Zhong Xia's right hand, and I haven't touched anything. It just hurt suddenly out of nowhere, and then that's it." Zeng Guifen turned to look at Luo Zhongxia's hand, but there was nothing unusual about it, it was still the same, rough and dark. "Could it be that there are hidden enemies around here?" Yan Zheng guessed half nervously and half excitedly.Although he only had two eyebrow pencils left, he could still hold on with his fists and kicks, and there was nowhere to vent his resentment from being thrown out of the door just now.

Monk Peter categorically denied this conjecture: "If there were enemies, at least one should have been knocked down from the very beginning. Why risk being noticed by us and only lightly injure Nineteen?" "Who else could it be? Luo Zhongxia couldn't be injured, right?" Yan Zheng was a little unconvinced. Luo Zhongxia didn't care about arguing with them, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Shijiu.Nineteen stretched out his right hand to pick it up, there was another scream, and a bloodstain appeared on the fingertip of his right hand.

At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by Luo Zhongxia. Yan Zheng looked him up and down, narrowed his eyes and said, "It's too suspicious, are you a fake?" Luo Zhongxia noticed that Shijiu was stroking the wound, and seeing a little bit of doubt in his eyes, he said nervously, "Hey, don't be ridiculous!" Yan Zheng said: "Then prove it yourself, if you jump from the sixth floor, if you fall to your death, then it is true; if you do not fall to your death, then it is false." Listening to those two people talking nonsense, Zeng Guifen pondered for a moment, told Luo Zhongxia to stand still, and then ordered the others to stand a few steps away.Seeing that the people around her dispersed, she sank into her dantian, picked up the sound of playing and singing the big drum, and suddenly burst out a loud "break" at Luo Zhongxia.

This sound was like soybeans falling into boiling oil, it exploded extremely crisply, and exploded all over Luo Zhongxia's body in an instant.Although Zeng Guifen has no pen skills, she has been immersed in drums for decades and is very familiar with the rhythm and rhythm.The power of this sound is extraordinary, she controlled it just right, it can shock people, but it won't hurt the body. Luo Zhongxia was suddenly hit by the "broken" sound, and his whole body was in a trance for a while, subconsciously trying to resist.Before the Qinglian pen was activated, his right arm swelled rapidly, and sharp dark brown horns protruded from the skin of the arm and palm. From a distance, it looked like a huge deformed durian, extremely hideous.

Everyone present, including Luo Zhongxia himself, was stunned by the scene, and didn't know what to do for a while.The arm swelled for about ten seconds, making a strange bone sound of "cracking" from time to time, but the ten-second expansion had already made it three or four times larger than the normal arm. Fortunately, this distortion only lasted to the right shoulder , with the shoulders as the boundary, other parts of the body have not changed.That inflated durian arm was in stark contrast to Luo Zhongxia's thin figure. "Zhongxia..." Nineteen's eyes widened. She wanted to go up to help, but she was too frightened by the ferocious arm to move.Yan Zheng and Monk Peter looked at each other, but they didn't know how to deal with it, neither to fight nor to save.

Yan Zheng suddenly patted Nineteen on the shoulder, his voice trembling: "I said Nineteen, do you think this looks like..." After being reminded by Yan Zheng, Nineteen also thought: "This, isn't this Zheng He!?" In front of Lvtian nunnery that day, Zheng He turned into such a monster covered in thorns and bumps, and swept Zhuge's house.The only difference is that Zheng He is alienated from the whole body, while Luo Zhongxia is only alienated from the right arm. "Xiao Luo, are you still awake?" Zeng Guifen's voice came from afar.Luo Zhongxia nodded hastily, for fear of being misunderstood that she would become a monster without sanity.Zeng Guifen said again: "Try it, can you raise your hand?"

Luo Zhongxia tried to raise his right arm, but found that it was too heavy, and it took a lot of effort to stretch it out. "It's so heavy..." Like an ordinary college student, he was not active in all fours. How could he lift such a heavy object? After holding on for a few seconds, he was sweating profusely and had to hang down.This drop was terrible, the whole arm hit the ground with a "bang", the concrete floor was torn apart by bone spurs, and a big hole was cut out. Zeng Guifen said: "Don't move around, try to calm yourself down and adjust your breathing slowly." After all, Luo Zhongxia has a Zen mind, and after hearing Zeng Guifen's advice, he quickly followed the law.19. Yan Zheng and Monk Peter didn't dare to disturb them, and just stared at them intently. Strange to say, as Luo Zhongxia's breathing slowed down, the deformed right arm suddenly expanded and contracted, and it seemed to shrink.In just over two minutes, the arm returned to its normal size, and those sharp fleshy spines also retracted into the skin, leaving no trace on the surface.Luo Zhongxia tried to wave his arms a few more times, and he could move freely without feeling any pain or swelling. The crowd gathered around again, only then did they realize that it was the thorns on Shijiu's hand that cut Shijiu just now. Yan Zheng asked, "What the hell is this? Have you been possessed by an alien?" Teacher Zeng Guifen had a weird look on her face. She leaned on a cane and looked at Luo Zhongxia and said, "Why do you have it?" "From your tone, do you know what this is?" Luo Zhongxia asked back. Zeng Guifen nodded: "Naturally, this is Chen Lin's strong pen." The two ignorant guys looked at each other, Monk Peter and Shijiu had read poetry and books, and they were all shocked when they heard what Teacher Zeng said.Chen Lin of the Three Kingdoms was good at writing prose, and he was praised in the book as "strong and boned, bold and explicit, and his pen is really strong".The refined pen is called "strong pen".This is recorded in the handwriting of the Wei family and the Zhuge family. "But how did you recognize it?" Monk Peter asked. Zeng Guifen sighed softly, slowly closed her eyes and said, "This pen spirit was owned by my husband back then. I never expected to see it here today." ... When everyone returned to Songtao Garden, Ju Shigeng had already left.The old people are old and lack of energy, so they usually don't live here.Through the relationship of Zhuge's family, Huaxia University generously leased Songtao Garden to these guys as a foothold. Luo Zhongxia described what happened with Zheng He on Sunday, and the people around were silent.Zhuge's family, Wei's family, and "they" are already in a chaotic situation, but now there is another Sunday where they don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend.And listening to Sunday's tone, it seemed that Luo Zhongxia and the others were taken for granted as his subordinates, which even made Monk Peter feel uncomfortable. "Dubi man, at least the Wei family has never mentioned such a person. Could it be that they were invented to deceive people?" Monk Peter said. He has read all the collections of the Wei family with confidence, and has never heard about Dubi. half a star.He turned his consulting eyes to Nineteen, and Nineteen shook his head, indicating that Zhuge's family had never heard of it either. "Could it be that you came this Sunday just to transfer the autumn wind pen in your body to Zheng He?" Zeng Guifen closed her eyes and thought.Although the Qiufeng brush was taken from Huai Su, it belonged to Wei Dingbang, the head of the Wei family, after all, so it was somewhat reconciled to be taken away so easily. "Didn't I give him half of it back?" Yan Zhengbi made a contemptuous gesture, which hurt Luo Zhongxia's heart, that pen was really ugly. "Mr. Zeng, you just said that this pen spirit belongs to your husband?" Luo Zhongxia asked.As the protagonist who mutated just now, he is most concerned about his body.The change in that arm just now, at least in terms of appearance, is not pleasant. Zeng Guifen glanced at Luo Zhongxia's right arm, took out a tablet from his bosom and put it in his mouth, said slowly: "When I was young, I was not from the Wei family, but an ordinary performer in a local art troupe. I met him during a performance in another place. Wei Shibin, my husband, didn’t know the secrets about the Wei family and the pen mound until after we got married. This strong pen belonging to Chen Lin was owned by my husband Wei Shibin back then.” Luo Zhongxia thought to himself, with the word "shi" in his name, he was obviously of the same generation as Wei Shiran. "According to the family rules, the daughter-in-law of the Wei family cannot touch the Biling. My husband loves me so much that he taught me how to use Yun to get luck. In fact, I am not very enthusiastic about the Biling. I just want to be someone else's wife and live my life with peace of mind. I didn't pay much attention to learning these things. Later, when Wei Qingang, the son of the patriarch, defected, my husband followed several elders in the clan to arrest him... After this trip, he never came back. It is said that Fell into a mountain stream, only his pen spirit was taken back by the surviving elders desperately." Luo Zhongxia once heard Mr. Zeng talk about this period of history. Wei Qing just betrayed the Wei family for a woman.So, this strong pen was brought back by Wei Shiran?If it is really that old fox, then Wei Shibin's "falling into the mountain stream" is very doubtful. Zeng Guifen continued: "The pen spirits returned by the Wei family are all placed in the Bibi Cave, waiting for the next meeting of the pen spirits returning to the clan. No one else can get in, and I will never have the chance to see them again. My husband's bones are not left. , the pen spirit was locked in the cave again, so I can't remember it. It's been more than 20 years!" Speaking of this, her lips trembled a little, and she couldn't help grabbing Luo Zhongxia's arm, her fingertips trembling To touch the skin, as if to use this to communicate with the dead husband. Nineteen's eyes turned red. Although it is a family affair of the Wei family, it is the nature of all women to be easily moved by emotional stories.She silently pushed a cup of tea to Teacher Zeng. Zeng Guifen shook her finger to express her gratitude, and said: "After Shi Bin died, I had nothing to miss in Wei Zhuang, so I left alone. The only thing left by Shi Bin beside me , is the method of rhyme he taught me. I practice it every day and think about it. Over time, I have this kind of kung fu. Sometimes I think, this is probably what Shi Bin expects! Maybe it’s just a silly idea for masturbation ...Later Wei Zhuang became more open and would send people out from time to time, and I regained contact with them—I just didn’t expect to see Zhuangbi’s pen spirit again on this occasion.” "It's a pity that it is no longer a pen spirit." Luo Zhongxia also sighed, "It was crippled by those tyrants, and only some abilities remained, but the spirit of the pen itself could not be restored." "I guessed this just now." Zeng Guifen reluctantly let go of Luo Zhongxia's arm, and returned to her usual calm expression. Bone spurs, extremely sharp, invincible, you who only change your right arm are far behind." Everyone present invariably remembered the gigantic Zheng He's appearance in front of Lvtian Nunnery.The destructive power is indeed quite powerful, but the image is really not flattering.Nineteen and Yan Zheng thought in unison, don't be beaten to death by such an ugly pen. Zeng Guifen had anticipated their reaction, and her tone turned proud: "Don't misunderstand. This pen was made by Chen Lin. Who is Chen Lin? That's the master who wrote the essay and scolded Cao Cao until he got a headache. Zhi Zhuang pen also inherits his legacy of sharp writing and penetrating into the pen. The main point of a strong pen is its sharpness, not its strength. If it is not suitable for people, it will cause bone spurs all over the body; They will all retract into the muscles, converge a little, and can appear on any part of the body of the pen tomb official, waiting for an invisible sharp sword. Except for Shi Bin, I have never seen anyone who can reach this level.” "That's really a pity..." Luo Zhongxia resentfully said, it sounds like the power of this pen is not small, but the spirit of the pen has been disabled, and he knows how much he is, so he doesn't expect to be able to cultivate to that level at all. Zeng Guifen smiled and said: "Master is vigilant, and those bone spurs will stretch out automatically. When the mood calms down, the bone spurs will disappear. I will teach you how to control it when I have time. Even if your right arm can't move freely at that time, At least I can control myself, so I won’t turn into a hedgehog immediately after being stepped on by someone on the bus.” Everyone laughed.Nineteen raised his chin, narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay! So when I mentioned the little nurse just now, you became wary of me and even cut me. How do you settle the score?" "I, where do I have it!" "The bone spurs are coming out, hmph, you still don't admit it?" Rao Zhongxia was pregnant with 2.5 pens, and he was still unable to argue. He blushed when he was pressed by Nineteen, and turned his eyes to Yan Zheng for help in desperation. Unexpectedly, Yan Zheng was uncharacteristically, sitting on the sofa with a serious face and lowered his head thinking about something, his slender fingers flicked absently on the armrest.He suddenly raised his head and asked Zeng Guifen nonchalantly, "Is it possible that one of the two pens that Qin Yi stole is a strong pen?" Zeng Guifen glanced at him approvingly: "Exactly. Zhuangbi has the deepest connection with me, so the head of the Wei family invited me to come forward and bring Peter and Er Huzi to hunt him down." "Oh..." Yan Zheng nodded as if realizing.On that day, Qin Yi stole two pen spirits from Wei's house and carried them in a pen container with him.As a result, by coincidence, Yan Zheng accidentally opened the pen container in the Internet cafe, and one thrush was on his body, but the other escaped - today I already know that it is Chen Lin's strong pen.It is quite rare for Yan Zheng to think of this level immediately. "The Zhuangbi who had already escaped was taken by "they" to refine Zheng He..." Yan Zheng sat up straight, "This at least shows that Qin Yi and "they" are not necessarily on the same team—although the relationship between the two There must be some connection." "What are you talking about? Qin Yi stole strong pens, and 'they' used them to refine Zheng He's strong pens. It's not a group of ghosts!" Luo Zhongxia half retorted seriously, and half for the sake of Get rid of the entanglement of nineteen. "This is not rigorous enough in reasoning." Yan Zheng said solemnly, "It is also possible that Qin Yi lost it and was picked up by "they" later." "Didn't you fall in love with her? You've been saying good things for her." Nineteen stared at him.She had never met Qin Yi, and Luo Zhongxia's description of Qin Yi was limited to "big breasts", "long hair" and "good figure", so she didn't have a good impression of this mysterious woman. However, Yan Zheng was not Luo Zhongxia. He was familiar with this kind of questioning, and he blocked everyone's mouths with one sentence. "Yeah, I think she's a good girl." Seeing that the topic was getting farther and farther away, Peter quickly greeted him and said, "Don't digress, it doesn't matter what happened to Qin Yi. The most important thing now is how to deal with Sunday." Yan Zheng sighed secretly, a strange look flashed in his eyes, Say no more. At the mention of Sunday, everyone's expressions darkened again.The strength of this old man who suddenly appeared was far beyond their imagination, and it was absolutely impossible to resist, but he was so willing to sacrifice his life for him, and felt too wronged.As for what he said to Luo Zhongxia, it always made people feel incomplete and untrue, which couldn't make people feel at ease. Besides, Zheng He has become even more annoying... Although Luo Zhongxia is very weak, he is pregnant with Qinglian after all, and everyone should look up to him; now he has become a man who makes wedding dresses for others, and Qinglian's main choice is Zheng He, a vegetable.Not to mention Luo Zhongxia, even Yan Zheng and Nineteen were greatly aggrieved about the matter of accompanying the prince to study. And this was just the beginning. On Sunday, Luo Zhongxia obviously planned to have Luo Zhongxia bring the other princes over to him. This was not an easy task.But if not... No one in the room could beat that old thing. Monk Peter shook his monk's robe and said, "Let him find the other six princes? How easy is it? This Sunday is easy to say. If it was that easy to find, Zhuge's family would have collected them all. Just Wang Xizhi, who is in charge of the Tiantai Baiyun brush, is It was locked and sealed, and a thousand-year-old monster was sent to guard the door, the other six may be even more difficult." Luo Zhongxia hesitated for a moment, and said, "Before he left, he said that the finishing touch pen would come in handy." Monk Peter frowned when he heard this: "Yan Zheng and I have been busy in the past few months. The ability of finishing pens is limited, and ordinary pen spirits can only give some vague clues. Guan Chengqi Hou has a noble status, and his spiritual power is far greater than that of Dianyan, what can Dianyan do?" "Sunday taught me a way to awaken the power of the finishing touch pen in other ways." "any solution?" Luo Zhongxia took out the copper coin and put it on the table, before he could speak, Zeng Guifen couldn't help laughing, "So that's how it is." Luo Zhongxia was a little surprised: "Mr. Zeng, you already know what the method is?" Zeng Guifen said: "When you see this copper coin, you will know it. That Sunday seems to be very familiar with the inside story, knowing that we have an expert in this field." Everyone followed Teacher Zeng's gaze, Monk Peter shrugged, without showing any emotion, he just said indifferently: "So he wants to invite the pen fairy..."