In early spring, when the wind is cold and the snow is warm, it kills people the most.
There was sunshine during the day, so it didn't feel too cold, but as soon as the night fell, there were waves of chill that penetrated into the bones.
Bai Xiaoxiao just finished taking a shower and quickly got into the quilt and curled up into a small ball.
She didn't sleep, just nestled in the quilt and played with the monkey puppet.
Bai Gu glanced at Bai Xiaoxiao, "You can play by yourself first. I'll be out for a while. Is there anything you want to eat?"
"No. Brother, please come back early. It's cold outside. Don't freeze."
Bai Gu nodded and rubbed Bai's little head, "Don't worry, my cotton coat is thick. Let's go."
"good."
Bai Gu closed the door and stood still in the corridor, his eyes flickering.
Just a moment later, Bai Gu walked to a certain room and knocked on the door.
"Who?" A low and rough voice came, and the door was opened. A large shadow instantly enveloped Bai Gu. Then the voice in the room was more surprising, "Xiao Bai Gong...Xiao Bai, why are you here?" Come in? Come in, come in and sit down."
Guan Dahu's plea for mercy in the afternoon was blocked. Guan Dahu thought that Lian Feng's matter would never change. Unexpectedly, Bai Gu came in person in the evening, which was completely beyond Guan Dahu's expectation.
It also rekindled Guan Dahu's hope for Lian Feng.
Guan Dahu quickly welcomed Bai Gu to the table, and then hurriedly made Bai Gu a cup of good tea and brought it to Bai Gu.
Bai Gu smiled, and then under Guan Dahu's gradually disappointed eyes, he reached out and took another cup, and poured himself a cup of boiled water.
"Brother Guan, don't think too much. I'm a rough person. I can't drink tea. Just warm boiled water will be enough. To use the words in the book, wild boars can't eat fine chaff."
"That's right." Faced with Bai Gu's self-deprecation, Guan Dahu, who was not good at words, didn't know how to answer the question for a while, so he could only scratch his head and laugh.
As a martial artist, Guan Dahu was used to going straight and opening and closing, but he really couldn't learn such a delicate skill as making tea. The cup of tea that I just made for Bai Gu was the first tea soup made from tea leaves. Logically speaking, I should throw it away and not drink it.
Moreover, there is still a circle of tea foam floating on the tea soup, which is very unsightly.
Guan Dahu actually had a lot to say, but now he couldn't think of a good starting point, so he could only sit awkwardly in his chair, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Bai Gu glanced at Guan Dahu's embarrassment and knew what he was thinking at this time.
But before coming here, Bai Gu already knew what Guan Dahu would say.
Because this is Lian Feng's room.
What to say is clear at a glance.
After Bai Gu took a sip of Wen Baikai, he asked a question, "Brother Guan, will you do a loss-making business?"
Guan Dahu was a little confused by Bai Gu's sudden question, but he still thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said, "No."
"Then you still want me to do a loss-making business? Are you still so persistent?" Bai Gu stretched out his hand and pointed at the wooden bed not far away, separated only by a screen.
There, lying there was a lifeless "young man", not yet dead, but almost there.
To say that he is young is only compared to his years of cultivation and his life span.
But in fact, he is not young anymore.
Guan Dahu's eyes dimmed, and his mouth began to speak harshly, "I know, I know this is too much, and it embarrasses you, Xiaobai. But Lian Feng, he is such a good person. At least, at least he can't die now. .”
Bai Gu lazily yawned, "A good person? A good person doesn't have to die? Besides, he is not a good person here."
Guan Dahu was choked and speechless.
Seeing that the conversation had stopped again, Bai Gu knew that talking to Guan Dahu would definitely not lead to anything.
So Bai Gu said calmly: "That's it, Brother Guan, you go out for a while and I'll talk to him."
Guan Dahu suddenly became nervous and straightened his body unconsciously. The aura of the peak spirit swallowing realm instantly filled the room, filling the entire room.
Bai Gu's spiritual power surged all over his body, trying his best to resist the surging sea-like aura. He squeezed the tea cup tightly with the palm of his right hand, and veins popped out on the back of his hand.
Just the next moment, the teacup was squeezed to burst due to the strong invisible pressure around it pushing against the palm of the hand.
Water and blood spilled on his hands.
It was the sound of breaking porcelain that woke Guan Dahu and woke him up from his trance.
Seeing Bai Gu's palms bleeding, Guan Dahu quickly put away his breath, his face full of panic and apology, "Xiao Bai, yes, I'm sorry, I, I am, I..."
This sudden attack made Bai Gu's pale face even worse. His whole body was like a thin piece of paper stained with water, which would crack at the slightest touch.
Bai Gu waved his still intact left hand, then turned around and vomited out the blood, finally feeling relieved, "It's okay, it's okay, I understand, but Brother Guan, you have to call someone over to clean it up later."
Bai Gu asked again: "Brother Guan, are there any bandages here? I'll get them first and then go find a doctor to bandage them later."
"Oh, I'll get it for you."
"If you can, get me a clean ball of snow."
"good."
Not long after, Guan Dahu found an unopened roll of bandages in a cabinet nearby. He walked to the window again, raised his hand and stopped a large amount of wind and snow in mid-air, forming a ball and floating in the palm of his hand.
With a calm expression, Bai Gu turned over the cracked flesh and blood of the palm of his right hand, picking out the broken pieces of porcelain one by one from the wound, as if he were a sleepy Meng boy turning the pages of a book out of boredom to relieve his boredom.
Seeing that Bai Gu's small palms were covered with calluses and chilblains, and now there were several wounds and gurgling blood, Guan Dahu felt a chill in his heart.
No wonder Xiao Bai can become a disciple of the Sword Immortal. With his character and tenacity, there is no one like him who is the same age and in the same situation!
It's just that there's something wrong with my cultivation.
However, it cannot be ruled out that Xiaobai was practicing in a difficult situation, or that he encountered a catastrophe and fell into a bad situation, and now he is rebuilding.
Otherwise, how could Xiaobai be a disciple of the Sword Immortal and have such a character and toughness that far exceeds that of ordinary people? How could he have reached the soul enlightenment realm?
At least it must be in the Kuxuan realm!
At the age of seventeen and in the Kuxuan realm, this makes sense.
Thinking of this, Guan Dahu became even more convinced that Bai Gu had a way to defeat Lian Feng.
Whether it’s his sword master or Mr. Wu behind him, they are all big shots with extraordinary skills. They must have a way to save Lian Feng!
But the most important thing now is to see whether Bai Gu is willing to use this relationship.
Bai Gu plunged the entire palm of his right hand into the snow mass, stirred it up, and then pulled it out, bringing out a large piece of snow dyed red.
Bai Lonely pulled out a long bandage with his hand, wrapped his palm into a rice dumpling in a few clicks, and tied it with a tight knot.
Guan Dahu watched with fear, but finally couldn't help but said: "Xiao Bai, if you do this, the wound will become inflamed, so you'd better go to a doctor quickly for some medicine."
"I'm going out through this door, but I'm too lazy to come back." Bai Gu's eyes were filled with teasing.
Guan Dahu was stunned and didn't know how to answer the call.
Bai Gu could only smile and said, "Brother Guan, please go out for a while, and I'll have a chat with that guy. It won't take long. The guy and I are not very good at dealing with each other, and we have nothing to talk about. Besides, I have to get the medicine quickly." Woolen cloth."
As he spoke, Bai Gu raised his right hand wrapped in a rice dumpling and shook it.
Guan Dahu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait at the door. Call me if you need anything."
"Brother Guan removed the screen when he went out. I was too lazy to get up."
Guan Dahu responded, stood up and walked out. He picked up the screen between the living room and the wooden bed with one hand and placed it at the door.
Bai Gu looked up at the wooden bed that was no longer covered by a screen.
Lying on the wooden bed, a man with a face as pale as paper was staring straight at the roof with his eyes open, seemingly unaware of Bai Gu's arrival.
Bai Gu is now in the spirit-casting realm and can barely feel the changes in spiritual power between heaven and earth.
At this time, the spiritual energy near the wooden bed and even in the entire room was much stronger than outside.
If the spiritual power outside the house is like a bowl of boiled water, then the inside of the house is like a bowl of sesame paste. If you practice here, you will definitely make great progress!
It's just that this is using the avenue and life of a person who is at the peak of the Spirit-Devouring Realm as fertilizer. Who is a good person who can have such a fortune and squander it so much?
Even those super sects and families would not make fun of the path and life of a person who is at the peak of the Spirit Devouring Realm.
After all, those at the peak of the Spirit-Swallowing Realm are considered the main force echelon among those super sects and families, accounting for the majority of the number of people.
At this level, the younger generation is able to bear the words "the great road can be expected", and the slightly older ones are also the mainstay figures.
As for the old guys who have been immersed in this realm for many years, who can take root in the super power? Which one is a simple thing?
What's more, people are close to demons. If you don't treat seniors like this on a higher level, I'm afraid you will suffer the consequences.
Bai Gu remembered what He Yan said in the afternoon.
"At this time, Lian Feng's meridians, qi palaces, and Dantian orifices all over his body were being counterattacked by the sword energy, like a leaking barrel, pouring spiritual power out every moment, and he couldn't stop it. In a situation like this, he could only wait for the spiritual power in his body to drain out, and then count the days to die in bed. More than one doctor came these days, but they were all helpless and helpless. Now Lian Feng was considered a dead man. "
The rich spiritual power that filled the room now was exactly the cultivation level of Lian Feng leaked.
Bai Gu was amazed in his heart.
The spiritual power at the peak of the Spirit-Swallowing Realm is indeed thick. It’s been leaked for a few days, and it’s still so strong now, it’s amazing!
Bai Gu glanced at the half-dead Lian Feng and said, "Do you have anything to say?"
Lian Feng's eyes were dull and he just stared blankly at the roof. "If you came to see my joke, you can start mocking me now."
Bai Gu twitched his lips and said, "You think I'm mentally ill like you and have the habit of watching other people's jokes. I don't have that much free time! I hope you die quickly so that I can have a big feast before leaving."
Lian Feng didn't speak.
"Hey, how many years have you been practicing swordsmanship? Are you tired?"
"..."
"Are you good at swordsmanship? Who are you in the same realm?"
"..."
"Leaving aside realm, do you think your swordsmanship can compete with that of a swordsman?"
"..."
Bai Gu was a little speechless, why was this man like a salted fish, ignoring others.
Bai Gu poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp. "You are so boring. You don't pay attention to anyone who talks to you. Your parents have never taught you that when others talk to you, even if they don't want to, Listen, do you want to respond to others at least? It's very rude of you! I really can't understand why Brother Guan can be friends with you, it's so painful for him."
There was still a silent silence on the wooden bed.
Bai Gu rolled his eyes.
Just when Bai Gu was about to get up and leave, he heard a deep voice coming from the wooden bed, "My parents died when I was very young, so they didn't teach me this. You are right about this."
"Oh, that's it. I'm really sorry." Bai Gu said apologetically, but there was no apology in his face or tone.
Lian Feng ignored Bai Gu, but seemed to have opened up a chat box, and talked to himself, "My home was originally a secluded villa far away from the hustle and bustle, and the years were quiet. But because of a thief, the family was destroyed. The disaster. More than 700 people in the entire villa died tragically. My father, in order to protect my mother and me, had his head chopped off with a knife, and he died with his eyes open. My mother also wanted to let me live under the dry well. , stayed at the well to tangle with the thieves, and was bullied to death. Before my mother died, she lay face down at the mouth of the well, staring straight at me at the bottom of the well, without speaking. But I knew what she wanted to say. . She wanted me to keep silent and to make sure I survive."
"When my mother threw her into the well, I broke both legs. After three days of starvation at the bottom of the well, I climbed up. Carrying my mother's body on my back, I crawled back to the villa. But by that time, the villa had already been Occupied by thieves, the bodies of my father and others were dumped in a mass grave a hundred miles away. I crawled over there, found my father among the dead, and buried him with my mother. Then they dug a big hole and buried other people in the villa."
"I only remember that there were a lot of wild wolves and wild dogs at that time, and the bones of my father and my senior brothers were eaten to an unnatural state. I buried them just like those wild wolves and wild dogs snatching food. How many wild wolves and wild dogs did I bury? The dogs will bite off as much flesh and blood from my body as they can to fill their stomachs.”
"Fortunately, there was an old hunter who was kind-hearted and helped me drive away those beasts. He also took me back to recuperate, allowing me to survive."
"I was eight years old that year."
Lian Feng's voice was very soft and calm, as if he was telling a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.
When the grief is extreme, all emotions are hidden, even tears will stay away.
It seems that if I stay away from you, I will not be contaminated with bad luck.
"It's okay, you can continue. I have good ears and can hear you." Bai Gu took out his ear with his left little finger, put it to his mouth and blew on it, "Then what? Have you taken revenge?"
Eight years old? That's pretty miserable.
Sure enough, Mr. Tang was right.
There are people out there, there are things out there, I am miserable, but there are always people who are worse off than me.
"Not yet, the sword is not sharp enough and kills enemies too slowly. It doesn't matter if I die, it's just a pity that I couldn't take revenge."
Bai Gu snorted, "That's quite a pity."
"Dahu and the others are going to beg you?"
"Yeah, but your personality is not very lovable, and I don't really want to save you."
"It's human nature, I know."
"How about you beg me and maybe I can think of a way?"
"I am a sword cultivator and I am not afraid of life or death."
Bai Gu chuckled, "It's good, you have backbone, but sometimes the bones are too hard, and you might hit yourself instead."
"A person with soft bones is not worthy of being called a swordsman. The harder the bones, the harder the sword will be sharpened."
Bai Gu thought of the drunkard. Indeed, that guy had a bad temper.
As soon as the conversation ended, the room fell silent.
Silent for a long time.
Bai Gu drank all the pot of water. Feeling bored, he got up and left, heading towards the door.
When passing by the wooden bed, Bai Gu lowered his head and glanced at Lian Feng, muttered something, and walked straight away.
Lian Feng lay straight on the bed, a little emotion gradually appearing in his eyes.
Where is home without parents?
Lian Feng was a little sad.
I just miss them a little bit.
It doesn't seem like a bad thing to go to the Netherworld and see my parents again.
