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The cold winter scratches the flesh and the mountain wind scratches the bones. At the end of the first month after the beginning of winter, heavy snow has fallen in Xiaoyao Valley.
There are clusters of snowflakes, and the blue lake has long been condensed into jasper, and then covered with a layer of snow-white felt. Only a piece of wintersweet has just bloomed on the shore, and the fragrance spreads ten miles away, filling the heart and lungs.
"Look! It's Su Qier!"
"Su Qier, come here, I will reward you with a cat ear, haha!"
"You are so poor that you can't even put on clothes. Come and beg me and I will give you one!"
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Chenshi was performing martial arts. In the distance, a group of prisoners on probation saw a thatched hut in the corner. A slightly stooped, ragged boy with a decadent temperament, his hair disheveled and without any appearance, walked out of the thatched hut in the corner.
This young man is Su Qinian who has been in Wudang Xiaoyao Valley for more than half a month.
The Su family had a meager family fortune and only had three or two big cats and kittens. Su Wangsheng had been poor for nearly half his life and became an official in his middle age. One of his two sons was named Su Qiming and the other was named Su Qinian. For a poor family who had studied hard for more than ten years, For students, the Chinese New Year is the best day in their memory.
In addition, the Su family also has some relatives, but they are remote. They are in Hailing Prefecture, Huaiyang Road. They are all honest tenants who work hard in the countryside and rest at sunset.
Therefore, Su Qinian had been here in Wudang Xiaoyao Valley for more than half a month. His clothes had been torn while collecting herbs in the mountains. It was difficult to repair them, but no one came to visit. Not to mention the long journey, considering the relatives of the Su family I am afraid that as soon as I leave Hailingzhou, my body will be torn into pieces by the monsters and birds of prey in the wilderness, and my bones will not be left.
But the other suspended death row inmates in Xiaoyao Valley are different. They are all from at least sixth-grade official families, with strong family backgrounds and intricate connections. Even if they are sent here, they still have all kinds of care and support from the outside world. In addition to going to the mountains every day Collecting medicines, worrying about the guillotine, but actually living a good life. Even Su Qinian saw that someone got half a demon bear. After that, for half a month, the strong smell of meat floated in Xiaoyao Valley.
The Taoist priest performed martial arts quietly and diligently, and the boxing frame of the seventh-level "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" remained unchanged. After that, there was another round of Turtle and Snake Fist, which was also quite satisfactory.
What was different from the past was that after the morning exercise, three people were not allowed to continue going into the mountains to collect herbs. One of them was Su Qinian.
"Huh, I really escaped! Fortunately, Su Qier, I don't have to go to the Xuanyin Cave of Fumo Peak to suffer!"
"You are lucky. You will have Su Qier to take your place in the future, so you don't have to worry about being at the bottom anymore."
Not far away, a young man breathed a sigh of relief and said proudly. Another young man next to him also laughed and looked at Su Qinian on the shore with a joking look. This young man has become the favorite of everyone in the entire Xiaoyao Valley. Jokes were also one of the few topics of conversation throughout the day. For such a young man who had lost his blood and spirit and came from a humble background, they had no sympathy or pity, only ridicule and disdain.
The Han Dynasty valued martial arts over literature. Ninety-nine percent of the officials were born in martial arts. Even the descendants of their families have used martial arts to maintain their health since childhood. Some officials even have profound knowledge and have created family martial arts. The fourteenth son of the family After the muscles and bones have grown up, they begin to touch the bones, which vary from person to person and are taught in different categories.
Therefore, it can be said that the prisoners on suspended death row in Xiaoyao Valley come from half a martial arts family. They respect the strong and despise the weak. They do not search for the roots and will not trace their origins.
The reputation of Xiaoyao Valley Su Qier spread like this, and even entered the Wudang outer courtyard through some channels.
In the past half a month, there was one day when another deacon from the outer courtyard came to Xiaoyao Valley. He pointed at the back of Su Qinian, who was bending his head and returning to the thatched house, and said to Taoist Jingdu: "This boy is in a state of collapse. How is it different from the dead? Although Wudang is a perfect Tai Chi, I don’t bother to accommodate such a person. Things are unpredictable. If one day, he gets some adventures and successfully builds the foundation, wouldn’t Su Qier of Xiaoyao Valley become Wudang? Su Qier, where is the reputation of Wudang, the great leader of the country? Where is the majesty?"
Faced with the question from the deacon of the outer courtyard, Taoist Jingdu just smiled and said nothing, which eventually made the deacon of the outer courtyard walk away.
shore.
At this time, the faces of the other two young men were so hot that they were fine. But today, standing with Su Qier, they would definitely not get a good reputation. It would even make them ashamed of how hard they didn't work. , with a lot of luck, it was his turn to go to Demon-Conquering Peak with Su Qier to accept the punishment of body erosion by the wind in Xuanyin Cave.
"If you don't have anything to say, you have a stick of incense to go back and prepare, and then follow me to the Demon-Conquering Peak." Taoist Priest Jingdu said calmly as he glanced at Su Qinian and the others.
The two young men looked at each other, not looking at Su Qinian, and ran as if running away. It seemed that every moment they stood next to Su Qinian would make them depressed and plagued with bad luck.
"Go." Taoist Jingdu took a deep look at Su Qinian and said again.
Su Qinian nodded, turned and left. Looking at the ragged back of the young man, a playful smile slowly appeared on the corner of the Taoist priest's quiet mouth.
In thatched house.
As soon as he entered the door, Su Qinian's originally rickety back disappeared in an instant. His back was straight, like green bamboo in a mountain stream, running through each section and pointing straight to the sky.
The dejected air disappeared and was replaced by the plump muscles under the ragged clothes. Every inch of the body was ruddy and delicate. This was clearly a symbol of the in-depth foundation building skills and the perfection of muscle training.
The somewhat turbid eyes suddenly changed, with a sharp energy cutting through the chaos. There was a coldness in Su Qinian's eyes, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth. True or false, he became Su Qier, but it's not a big deal. The warmth and coldness of human feelings are like swords, but it made him realize more that most of the various situations in life will not be smooth sailing.
"Demon-Suppressing Peak?"
Immediately, Su Qinian murmured that he had no objection to Taoist Priest Jingdu's arrangement. In fact, for more than half a month, he had been changing the weather and the herbs he handed in every day were among the best in the entire Xiaoyao Valley. They also received two additional meals of demon tiger broth every day, but none of the prisoners on probation in Xiaoyao Valley knew about this.
Now that Taoist Jingdu has arranged this way, he will avoid future troubles and make everything more natural. Otherwise, instead of going to Fumo Peak to accept punishment, something will happen to him instead. These Xiaoyao Valley death row prisoners all come from big families, and there are many servants in the house. He sharpened his head and dug upwards to see all the intrigues and intrigues. Once he grasped the flaw, I'm afraid it won't take long to find out the clues. This secret will definitely no longer be hidden.
After a stick of incense.
Su Qinian put the package on his back. The moment he walked out of the thatched hut, the vigor in his body disappeared again, his back became stooped, and his eyes were cloudy, as if nothing could attract his attention or shake his mind. Everything in the world, It has nothing to do with him anymore.
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An hour later.
Walking in the Wudang Mountains, a Taoist priest Jingdu led the way. Following the opened mountain road, the four of them did not encounter any danger. Even if there were wild beasts that occasionally jumped out of the forest, the Taoist Jingdu successfully built the foundation in this way and practiced the true nature of the inner family. In front of the angry Open Heaven Realm characters, they are all as papery and vulnerable.
The extreme speed and strength of their movements made the two young men behind them shine with envy. Along the way, they imagined that one day they would be able to successfully build a foundation, develop their internal energy, and get rid of their sins. If you become a member, you will have a chance to make a comeback.
But when they arrived at the foot of Demon-Conquering Peak, the two of them discovered that everything turned out to be a mirror image. They were still the same as before, and even now they had to be punished. Even the amount of herbs they collected each month was far inferior to others.
The most important thing is that they stood together with a recognized disabled person like Su Qier. The two of them were breathing heavily. At this moment, they were actually aroused. They both secretly swore that when the three days of punishment was over, they would practice martial arts day and night and work hard. Study hard and no longer shy away from going into the mountains to collect herbs. Go into more inaccessible mountain streams and pick more herbs. In this way, even if you have the owner of the nine thatched houses near the water, the harvest will not be as bad as it is today. Generally disgraced. (Please vote for recommendations every day and add to the list. Please collect it. Everyone please come and vote. The new book list is so popular that it hurts to death. Please everyone.)
