"Eat some, baby, be good."
"I won't take it. The medicine is bitter..."
"You will feel better after eating. Can I buy you something delicious after eating?"
"Oh well……"
The couple in the hospital bed next door were making love. Yu Heng, who was sitting on the hospital bed, looked at them quietly. He had plasters on his hands and neck, and had several broken ribs. Fortunately, this guy had more vitality than a cockroach. He was still tenacious, and his internal organs were not injured. He only needed to stay in bed for a while and be fine.
Although the physical damage was not that great, the mental trauma made people seem to have changed into a different person overnight, because he didn’t say anything. From the moment he woke up to now, he didn’t say a word, and his eyes changed. It was numb, like a dead fish.
The lunch box he held in his hand was bought for him by the nurse from the canteen. No one brought him food, but this was not important to him because he felt that no one in the world would look at him again. .
Ever since the heartbreaking scene he witnessed on Kunlun, he felt that part of his soul no longer belonged to him, and living had become dispensable. Even eating was just a casual fool.
In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight. Every night late at night, he thought about the past and the happiness he had when he was on the Kunlun Mountains, but he still felt like his heart was wrenching.
Yuheng didn't know why things developed like this, and he couldn't understand why he was being tortured to death by his brothers and sisters in the entire sect. Looking back on his past, he really didn't feel sorry for them in any way.
"Why are you so stupid?"
"Why are you talking about me? I didn't stop you from eating chicken."
"I could have been more relaxed. Food is the original sin, okay?"
The young couple in the bed next door suddenly started to quarrel from their affectionate relationship just now. Yu Heng slowly turned his head to look at them. The two of them seemed to realize that their quarrel had affected others, so they began to lower their voices.
But even if he lowered his voice, Yu Heng could still hear their conversation clearly. Because the girl was stupid at playing games, she was always blamed, but she didn't seem to realize what her noobs had done to her companions. The pain, kept fighting there.
Hearing this, Yu Heng suddenly seemed to understand something.
Food is the original sin...
He knew about the revival of spiritual energy. After a long period of seclusion, Kunlun needed a strong leader to lead the entire Kunlun back to prosperity, but the only legitimate heir in the entire Yuxu was himself, a rookie with no magic power at all. Even though Ningshuang has the title of headmaster, strictly speaking she is only the acting headmaster, and the only real heir is Yuheng.
No one wants to be led by a loser, right?
Thinking of this, Yu Heng laughed helplessly. Maybe their malice towards him came from the mismatch between his abilities and status. After all, if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to tolerate a waste enjoying the best resources in the entire sect. .
Ningshuang...
Thinking of this name, Yu Heng could only sigh. There was hatred, pain, unwillingness and some inexplicable and indescribable things mixed in it, which made him feel worse than death in the repeated heart-wrenching pain.
At this moment, he longed to become stronger than ever before. He imagined that one day he could return to Kunlun Mountain and make Ningshuang and those who wished he were dead kneel in front of him and beg.
Perhaps because of the influence of those, this picture kept lingering in his mind, and it even became the only medicine that could soothe his despair these days, and the phrase "Thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi" are also a constant reminder. He wants to become a strong man.
"I want to become a top player."
He put the lunch box aside and lay on the bed muttering quietly, but after talking for a long time, he suddenly realized that he did not seem to have the path or ability to become a master and take revenge. Thinking of the way Thunder Dragon fought against Kunlun alone before, he felt the envy and admiration in his heart It almost drove him crazy.
But he is a twelve-spirited person. If he wants to become a master like Thunder Dragon, hard work alone is not enough. Talent and luck are also needed. Practice alone is far from enough. And can he really wait thirty years? Thirty years later, he is already a bad old man, but the evil people on Kunlun Mountain are still young. He may not be able to move until he is seventy years old, and the people on Kunlun Mountain will gradually show their age.
What are you comparing yourself to?
But can we just forget about this humiliation?
Although he couldn't practice, he couldn't let go of the fact that his life was almost taken away by the people he once loved, the brothers and seniors in the sect, etc. The anger and hatred in his chest was almost overwhelming him. He was out of breath. He was not a saint and he couldn't give up. But the only thing he could do was fantasize in his mind.
"No...it can't be like this."
He staggered on his shoes, staggered out of the hospital, and then ran directly to Chang'an Lane. Although there was severe pain in his chest every time he breathed, his strong will for revenge kept him staggering. Finally arrived at the destination.
Then he limped into the small restaurant covered in cold sweat. After seeing Brother Zhang who was playing with his mobile phone, he knelt down with a pop. Brother Zhang turned his head and looked at him with confusion on his face.
"Holy Lord... I want to become stronger."
After saying that, he cried so loudly that God seemed to echo the atmosphere with a thunderous thunder, and then the rain started to fall.
Yu Heng was crying so hard that he was out of breath, but Brother Zhang just adjusted his eyes back to the phone and said calmly: "I can't."
This is correct. Brother Zhang only has two active skills and the rest are passive skills. He doesn’t know any spells or Taoist techniques at all. He just relies on his feelings and completes what he thinks. He said it would not be reasonable.
But after hearing this, Yu Heng just thought that this was a test given to him by the Holy Lord. He didn't get up, so he tried to impress God with his unparalleled perseverance.
But the problem is that Brother Zhang really doesn’t know how to...
He knelt for forty minutes. The rain outside became heavier and heavier. Chen Shi walked in wearing a ragged raincoat. He glanced down at Yu Heng, then put the wine gourd on the counter: "Old rules."
"Old Chen, do you want to be an apprentice?" Brother Zhang tapped the Yu Heng on the ground with his chin while serving Chen Shi a drink: "If you want, take him away."
Chen Shi touched the beard on his chin and pondered for a moment: "It stands to reason that I should accept a disciple, but I don't want him."
After saying that, Chen Shi took the wine gourd and went to the window to drink. This old guy held a grudge. He always remembered when he was disgusted by the little brat playing emo, and he felt physiological disgust when looking at him. The apprentice definitely didn't want it.
But not to mention, if Chen Shi is willing, it is really no problem to be a master for Yu Heng, because Chen Shi, as a person with no family and no sect, has lived until the era of fighting against the end of the law, and he has long been united with swords. There is absolutely no problem in saying that he is the best swordsman in the world. Xiao Ma has competed with him before. A person like Xiao Ma who calls himself a master of weapons is no match for Chen Shi. He can beat Xiao Ma with just three sword fingers. Not to the north.
Maybe the current Thunder Dragon can give Chen Shi a fight, but as for the others... probably Huniu can fight him with the advantage of her demon body, and the other twelve spirits are basically at a loss. If such a person is willing to be Yu Heng's master, that would be the best thing.
It's just a pity that Yu Heng has to pay for all the sins he has done himself.
As he was talking, he heard the pony's ouch ouch in the distance, and then saw him jumping all the way into the small restaurant in the heavy rain. He took off his coat and wiped the water on his head vigorously, sat down next to Xu Wei and said: "Damn it, it won't rain sooner or later. It started raining when I was out of town or in the store. Bring me a hot drink and some warm palace and blood-activating tea."
Xu Wei didn't say anything, but pointed to Brother Zhang's room. Xiao Ma curiously ran over and took a look, and then found Yu Heng kneeling there, crying like a dead father's child.
"What?" Xiao Ma asked curiously.
Brother Zhang spread his hands helplessly: "He called me coach and I want to play basketball, but I'm not a coach and I don't know how to play basketball."
Although the whole thing had nothing to do with playing basketball, Xiao Ma understood it immediately. He smiled, moved a stool to Yu Heng, sat on it and asked, "Do you have hatred in your heart?"
Yu Heng nodded lightly, wiped away his tears and said through gritted teeth with red eyes, "It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this."
"Don't come here." Xiao Ma sneered and waved his hand: "You should just work here as a waiter peacefully. You still have about three thousand yuan a month. It also includes food, accommodation and insurance. What kind of rich woman will you look at in the future? Just go up to me and your whole life will be over."
Yu Heng shook his head like crazy: "I want to become stronger, I want revenge..."
"You have to think about it with your conscience, where are you going to take revenge like this? You don't have many masters on Kunlun Mountain, but there are also monsters like the Jade Lion. How can you take revenge? You are twenty years old, and you are still like this Innocent?"
"I can...I definitely can."
"This is not something you say you can do. If you were really capable, how could the head of Kunlun let your coquettish senior sister take it away? If you had some potential, your father wouldn't give up the sect to an outsider. Look at you now Such desolation, ugh..."
Xiao Ma's mouth was venomous, but what he said was the truth. Once this layer of old skin was peeled off, it was full of pus and blood, which made Yu Heng extremely painful, but he had to admit that this was the reality.
"But..."
As soon as Xiao Ma changed the subject, Yu Heng immediately raised his head, staring at Xiao Ma and waiting for his next words.
"Putting it to others, you would be hopeless like this, but this is the territory of the Twelve Spirits. It is not just once or twice that the Twelve Spirits turn into legends. I am not a good person, but at least we know each other. I will only help you with this. But think about it first. You have no foundation at all. If you want to become a master quickly, the hardships you have to endure are not something ordinary people can bear. Whether you can bear it, don’t wait until the next day. Just shout that you can't do it anymore, so don't blame my brother for looking down on you."
His words were so inflammatory that Yu Heng started kowtowing to Xiao Ma without even thinking about it, but Xiao Ma laughed: "Wait until I get you Brother Mouse, you really want to be a master, without him But no."
Xiao Ma picked up the phone and sent a message to the mouse: The fish bites the hook.
After finishing it, he turned around and came to Chen Shi, and snatched Chen Shi's wine gourd with his hands: "Hold it, old drunkard."
"Baby, do you want to die?" Chen Shi's eyes flashed fiercely: "Don't force me to do it."
"You're just pretending to be here." Xiao Ma turned around and pointed at Brother Zhang: "Look who that is."
Chen Shi's arrogance suddenly dropped, he grabbed the wine gourd and said, "If you fart, let it go."
Xiao Ma immediately put on a flattering smile, pointed at Yu Heng and said to Chen Shi: "Teach him swordsmanship."
"No."
"Why?"
"It's hard to buy a lot of money, but I'm happy." Chen Shiyi turned around and said, "A good man won't do it if he says no."
Xiao Ma was not in a hurry and leaned against the window: "What will you lose if you teach him?"
"Won't."
"Then does he have to call you master? Look at you like this. If you really die one day, will you let your body stink outside? There is an apprentice who will see you off until the end, who will always serve you and give you You buy wine and meat. Who do you think is the best deal?"
Chen Shi raised his head and took a sip of wine without saying anything. This shows that he is somewhat moved.
There are people in the world who are not afraid of death, but very few people don’t worry about their own funeral. You can die, but you must have funeral. If nothing else, at least someone must set up a monument, even the simplest writing The words "Drunkard Chen Shi" can at least prove that he has been to this world.
Chen Shi was obviously moved. He was getting older. Although he still looked like a middle-aged man, ailments that he had never thought about had come one after another. He had thought of this when he was in the hospital some time ago. Seeing the filial son and grandson of the old man in the same ward serving him, and if he died one day, he would just be picked up and burned like a wild dog. There really would be no trace of his life.
"Right, let's be honest. Although this thing is not a flawless thing, it can at least provide you with a pension until the end of your life. Also, your ability is taken away like this. How uncomfortable it is for you to be taken away like this. You are worthy of yourself. You deserve it." Your master? Your master wants to see that his ability is only in your generation?"
No matter how heroic a person is when he is young, he has to think about the issue of inheritance when he reaches a certain age. Even Guo Jing and Guo Daxia have cast the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Knife, "Nine Yin Manual", "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" and "Martial Arts". "Mu's suicide note" and so on were stuffed in. Isn't this just for inheritance?
Chen Shi's last regret was the duel with his old enemy. If one day he really found his old enemy, he also had an apprentice to collect the corpse, and his skills were passed on, wouldn't it be free of worries?
After thinking about it layer by layer, Chen Shi probably understood something in his heart, but as an old arrogant man, he certainly couldn't be so cheerful, so he pointed at Yu Heng and said: "If you want meridians but not meridians, if you want fate but not fate, How can I teach such a person if he has internal strength but no inner strength, and has no understanding but understanding?"
"Don't worry about that. This kind of thing is left to us. You just have to discipline him and leave the rest to us. If he doesn't succeed, just beat him. He deserves to be beaten to death."
Xiao Ma's words made Chen Shi narrow his eyes and gently pinch his beard: "Well... I can give it a try."
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