Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Tangled

A silk scarf soaked in cold water was applied to his face, and Feng Xinglie's consciousness gradually recovered, but his mind was still groggy, as if being weighed down by a heavy boulder. Both foreheads felt slightly hot. Infuriating points are input from the left and right. Feng Xinglie was taken aback, under normal circumstances, if one wants to draw true energy into the body, one would seldom choose the acupuncture points on the head, so if the other party is not proficient in medicine, it is tantamount to making a joke of his life. "Peng!" There was a heat in the brain, like a fire.

Feng Xinglie was startled suddenly, and opened his eyes. The goal of entering is Gu Qianlian's beautiful face with frowning eyebrows, only ten inches away from him, and her orchid breath faintly penetrates into his nose. When Feng Xinglie saw that it was her, he felt a big headache and wanted to stand up, halfway through, his hands softened, and he fell back. It was only because of Gu Qianlian stretching out his hands to support his back that he didn't fall down. The smell of trees, flowers and plants filled the space, and it was pitch black all around. With a little moonlight, after he got used to the darkness, he saw that he was in a certain place in the countryside.

Gu Qianlian almost hugged him, put her mouth close to his ear and said, "Are you feeling better? I detoxified you, and you will be fine soon." Feng Xinglie took a few deep breaths, and he was more energetic. He sat up straight with his own strength, and said, "Where is this place?" Gu Qianlian half kneeled and half sat, looked at him tenderly, and said softly: "This is the hilltop north of Yuewang Temple in the eastern suburbs of Wuchang. If you stand up now, you can see the green tile roof of Yuewang Temple exposed among the trees. , and the Yangtze River farther away, the scenery is beautiful, I will come here every day before sunrise to practice, you are the first person to share this resort with me."

If it had been another girl whispering to Feng Xinglie, he would have guessed that she had a lot of affection for him, but because of Gu Qianlian, who looks innocent and ignorant, but is actually very cunning and cunning, Feng Xinglie has no idea that she is What the hell are you thinking. Feng Xinglie struggled to stand up. Gu Qianlian wanted to help him and brush him away. Gu Qianlian didn't feel disobedient at all, but just moved away aggrieved two steps. After a while of shaking, Feng Xinglie finally stood still. Under the crescent moon, you can see the tiled light on the top of Yuewang Temple, and the rolling river hidden in the distance between the mountains.

The night wind blows slowly. Feng Xinglie's spirit lifted. The sound of insects chirping all around seemed to be singing the last song before winter. Gu Qianlian's slender and graceful body stood tall and shoulder to shoulder with him, and together they looked at the confused night scene under the moonlit night. "Dang Dang Dang!" The sound of the bell came from the Yuewang Temple, the reverberation echoed endlessly, and the sound of the valley echoed the mountain, which was extremely solemn. A clear image rose in Feng Xinglie's mind. It was a snowy evening. He returned from the snow mountain to an ancient temple in the mountain where he temporarily lived. In the Buddhist hall, he saw a beautiful figure. Sincerely insert the incense candle into the wooden incense burner that worships the Buddha.

Feng Xinglie stood quietly behind her, but he couldn't move his footsteps. He had never seen such an elegant and moving back. She is a lonely female guest, why did she come to this quiet place in the mountains, is it just to offer a stick of fragrance? "Dang Dang Dang!" The Zen bell strikes. She finally turned her delicate body around slowly, allowing him, a lonely man, to see a gorgeous face that he will never forget after ten reincarnations. Jin Bingyun! Do you know that from that moment on, I, Feng Xinglie, cannot live without you. But now he finally lost her! It was only today that he understood why there was always such deep sadness hidden in her eyes, because from the very beginning, Jin Bingyun knew that she was defrauding him of his true feelings.

But even if he knew of her plan when he first met in the temple, he would still be caught in it. If everything happened again, the result would still be exactly the same. He has no regrets. Not even the slightest bit of resentment. "What are you thinking? Don't be like that? Your eyes are too sad!" Gu Qianlian whispered in his ear. Feng Xinglie sighed, changed the subject and asked, "Is Diao Piqing dead?" Gu Qianlian hung her head without answering, a pair of jade hands played with the corners of her clothes, and said in a low voice: "Do you also care about my affairs?"

Feng Xinglie secretly thought that she was putting on an air again, and he didn't know what method to use, so he said slightly angrily: "You don't say anything!" Gu Qianlian's delicate body was shocked, she moved in front of him, raised her head and said: "Why are you so angry, people are not good at being cunning, they can only spread poison with wicks, but this poison only works on people with internal strength, who knows You fainted too!" Feng Xinglie's heart moved, Gu Qianlian didn't have any reason to lie to him, does that mean that his seemingly disappearing internal force is just lurking in a certain place, rather than completely lost.Assuming this is the case, the restoration of martial arts by oneself is not just a delusion.

Thinking of this, I just want to find a secluded place to practice inner vision. Gu Qianlian said quietly: "Do you know why I always pester you, knowing that you hate me so much?" Feng Xinglie was stunned, looking at her pretty face with aggrieved resentment, unexpectedly she had self-knowledge, and there was a deep meaning behind her words. Gu Qianlian chuckled, changed her resentful expression, and said triumphantly: "Because I know who you are!" Fan Liangji whispered in Han Bai's ear: "This woman is called Zhaoxia, and she is the concubine bought by Chen Lingfang, the owner of the mansion, from the brothel. Chen Lingfang himself is a retired Beijing official and still has a certain influence on the court, so going to Wuchang is very important. Power."

Han Bai lowered his voice and said, "What relationship do you have with them? Why do you know so clearly?" Fan Liangji's eyes widened, staring at the woman who called Zhaoxia for a moment, until she walked back into the room and disappeared from the window before remembering Han Bai's question, and replied: "It doesn't matter at all, it's just that the past two years , I came here whenever I was free. At first, I just paid attention to Zhaoxia, and later, in order to get into her life more deeply, I simply spied on other people's every move. Now I even know when they sleep and what habits they have. It's clear."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and suddenly he sucked his lips and blew, making a series of clear and clear bird songs, with melodious rhythms. Han Bai was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out. For some reason, even he didn't want Fan Liangji to be discovered by Zhaoxia, so as to destroy the secret relationship. Although he is currently Fan Liangji's prisoner, being able to peek into Zhaoxia's privacy in the dark is both novel and exciting, and also has a sense of superiority, not to mention that he does not need to bear moral problems, because he is a forced victim. The beauty Zhaoxia came to the window again, stretched her head out of the window, looked around, and said to herself: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is over, why are there still cuckoos singing, and it's so late!" After watching for a while, she returned to the window. In the room. Fan Liang sighed in a low voice: "How sweet is her voice, oh! This poor woman loves to hear the cuckoo crowing the most. Every time I pretend to be a cuckoo crowing, she will come out to have a look. It's so late tonight. Ken sleeps." Han Bai thought to himself that although Fan Liangji was a loner, seemingly aloof and indifferent, he was actually extremely emotional inside.Can't help but ask: "Are you in love with her?" Fan Liangji was stunned and said: "Is it in love with her? I have never thought about this question, why don't I think about it?" Han Bai was brainstorming, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Have you peeped at the beautiful scene of her undressing?" Fan Liangji's face darkened, and he said angrily: "How could I do such a thing to Zhaoxia, if you talk about it again, I will kill you early." Han Bai said confidently: "I ask you this, there is a lot of meaning in it, because the love between a man and a woman is usually a fusion of spiritual desires, including a strong urge to possess each other, but right now you don't even have the 'right to view' Zhaoxia's body." Fighting for it proves that you have no desire for her." Fan Liangji said: "Then why can't I stop here to see her whenever I have free time?" Han Bai said lightly: "Because you are indeed in love with her!" Fan Liangji frowned and said: "But you just pointed out that I don't have the possessive desire for her that ordinary men and women have! This is indeed reasonable, because I not only want to see her body, but also want to possess her and conquer her." Han Bai smiled and said, "For Zhaoxia, your love is the love of father and daughter, that's why you care about her and feel sorry for what happened to her, just like you do to your own daughter." Fan Liangji was shocked all over, and he withdrew his gaze from Zhaoxia's bedroom, looked at him carefully as he did when he met Han Bai for the first time, and said coldly, "How old are you?" Han Bai thought that if he told the other party that he was under twenty years old, Fan Liangji would definitely think he was cheating him, because after combining with the demon seed, his appearance and figure became rough and majestic, and he seemed to be in the middle of twenty-five or six, so By the way: "Twenty-five years old!" Fan Liangji snorted and said: "I am the best at observing people from behind. Your actual age should be younger than your appearance, because you often inadvertently reveal a childish attitude, which cannot be pretended." Han Bai was shocked in his heart, but on the surface he said nonchalantly: "I can be as old as you like! Anyway, I will be killed by you." Fan Liangji's eyes shot two cold lights, and fell on his handsome face, he said: "Even if you are really twenty-five years old, the analysis of the relationship between me and Zhaoxia just now can only be an old man who has experienced the world and has profound intelligence. Only people can have such insight into human nature and make such bold judgments, so now I have to re-evaluate you, who are you?" Han Bai suddenly realized that, in fact, even he himself did not know why he had such a clear understanding. At this time, he reminded Fan Liangji, and then he remembered that whenever he encountered a crisis, he would suddenly get the wisdom and skills to solve it from a certain source. To make oneself overcome difficulties, the source is of course Chi Zunxin's demon seed. Just as if I had thought about it with my heart just now, I had a "spiritual idea" and thought of the answer. Thinking of this, my heart moved, and I faintly found a way to deal with the restriction of the acupoints under my eyes. Seeing his eyes rolling wildly, Fan Liangji said angrily: "What are you thinking?" Although this person is a master of the black list admired by the world, but because of his wretched appearance, he has a strong sense of inferiority, and he is most afraid of being laughed at by others. Han Bai in front of him Now that he has seen the secret in his heart, it is very likely that he is secretly laughing at his behavior at this moment, and he can't help but become murderous. Han Bai immediately felt his murderous intent, instead of being surprised, he glared at the other party and said, "What do I think, it's none of your business!" He seemed to intentionally provoke the person who controlled his life and death power. Fan Liangji became even more murderous, and said word by word: "Try to say it again?" Han Bai was about to say it again, when the true qi in his dantian suddenly swelled up. Knowing that the demon in his body really reacted to the opponent's murderous aura, he couldn't speak, so he used his mind to control the qi, and went straight to the sealed acupuncture points of his lower body Wave after wave rushing forward, that is also the most easily broken lock. Seeing that he kept silent, Fan Liangji thought that he was frightened and became less angry, but in fact at this moment he was still not willing to kill such an "understanding" person to confide in. At this time, Zhaoxia came to the window again, holding a porcelain jar. Fan Liangji's attention was immediately attracted to him. Just as Han Bo was about to break through one of the sealed vital points, he didn't know that the murderous aura suddenly disappeared, and under the traction of the Qi machine, the surging true energy suddenly turned from high to low, and returned to the state of immortality just now... But Han Bai was very sure in his heart that the magic seed had such a clever response. If he could grasp it well in the future, it would become a precious capital, so his confidence increased greatly. Zhaoxia lifted the lid of the jar, took out a handful of things, put it on the ground outside the window, and whispered, "Eat it! Bird!" Fan Liang exclaimed in a low voice: "Idiot! I fed the birds with millet again, and the birds have gone to sleep at night, who will come to eat?" Zhaoxia retreated into the room, the lights went out, and then there was the sound of going to bed. Han Bai lightened his body and lifted it up for Fan Liangji, smiling wryly in his heart, wondering what this strange old man was going to make him look at again. Feng Xinglie looked at Gu Qianlian in astonishment and said, "Do you know who I am?" Gu Qianlian smiled sweetly, and said, "Don't you believe me? Why don't we make a bet, assuming I'm not wrong, you will obediently follow me back to Shuangxiu Mansion and let someone meet you. If you get her favor, your martial arts will be able to return to the old view, and maybe you can even improve it to a higher level!" Feng Xinglie groaned for a moment, chewing on the meaning of her words, and said lightly: "What if you lose?" Gu Qianlian frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I am alone, if the master of the palace didn't take pity on me, a girl whose parents died early, and the princess treated me like a sister, passed on secret skills, and deliberately trained me to be a specialist in dealing with the Phantom Sword Sect, I don’t have the glory I have today, so if I lose, I can do whatever you want me to do, be a slave or a concubine, and do whatever you want.” She said it pitifully, but she had already experienced her powerful Feng Xinglie, and knew that she had really grasped her identity, so she set a trap to lure him into the trap.But if Gu Qianlian hadn't lied to him, even if she lost, it wouldn't be a big deal, not to mention that he has lost all his skills, wouldn't it be easy for Gu Qianlian to bring him back to Shuangxiu Mansion? Thinking of this, her heart moved, this Gu Qianlian tried to lure him by trying to heal his injuries, and it seemed that the most important thing was to get his willing cooperation.When I heard that the Shuangxiu Mansion has the Dafa of male yang and female yin, only one person is passed on in each generation, and it is passed on to women but not to men.Gu Qianlian tried every means to ask him to go back to Shuangxiu Mansion with her, could it be related to this?The "she" in Gu Qianlian's mouth seems to be the Princess Shuangxiu. What seemed to be vague and mysterious at first, but he immediately figured out the outline for him. The only thing that was difficult to understand was how qualified she, Gu Qianlian, was to step in and pick a son-in-law for her princess! Gu Qianlian saw his young eyebrows thinking hard, and said angrily: "Are you a man or not? You can decide whether to bet or not, so why think about it for so long!" Feng Xinglie thought to himself that this girl is actually using provocative tactics, but I am not as good as you wished, so he smiled slightly and said: "You know you will lose but you will not win, so why do you gamble!" Gu Qianlian saw that the trick was not going to work, her jade face sank, her tone turned cold and she said: "Okay! Feng Xinglie is indeed worthy of being the number one person in Baidao today, but I don't know if you believe it or not, without our cover, within two days You will fall into the hands of Pangban's black and white servants, and your whereabouts are not as secret as you imagined." When Feng Xinglie heard his name spit out from her mouth, even though he knew it was bound to happen, he still couldn't help being shocked. Besides, Gu Qianlian's tone was threatening, which further deepened his sense of crisis. Now that the magician has been born, it is inevitable that the evils of the world will belong to him. Starting from the big gangs, they will be controlled layer by layer, and even the local small gangs and local hooligans. There is really no place for him in the world.There is a lot of reason for Gu Qianlian to bring him to this barren mountain. But why did Gu Qianlian dare to take the risk of offending Pang Ban to help him, because if one is bad, there will be no one left alive in Shuangxiu Mansion. Gu Qianlian's voice turned to judo: "In the Yuewang Temple below, there is someone waiting for you, go down and meet him!" Feng Xinglie's whole body shook, and he lost his voice: "Who?"