Rebirth of the strongest catcher

Chapter 82
Xing Shan returned to the room, entered the system silently in his mind, and opened the book of Xinjue that the system rewarded him for the last mission.

This book of telling the heart is the method of internal strength, which can be regarded as a solution to his urgent needs. After a battle with Wen Renge, he clearly knows that his shortcoming is internal strength. Now that he has this method of heart, he can use it well Cultivate your own internal strength continuously, and strive for the next time you fight, you will not be held back by your internal strength.

Xing Shan practiced for more than half a month. During this half month, he basically didn't communicate with Cao Shen and others. They didn't want to see him, and he didn't bother to show their cold faces. .

On the contrary, Wen Renge, the devil, was treated a lot better after leaving the Lama Temple. In this short half month, his injuries have recovered a lot, which is enough to show how amazing his physique is.

Although his tendons and hamstrings have been severed by Xing Shan, Xing Shan still dare not relax his vigilance because of his strong internal strength. He has never forgotten the fact that Wen Renqu was able to revive with full blood after being pierced through the lute bone , So on the way back to Beijing this time, he had to observe Wen Renge's condition almost every day to avoid any accidents on the way.

Seeing that he came so diligently, Wen Renge couldn't help mocking him, "Why, are you afraid that I will run away, or that your colleagues in Shuntian Mansion will let me go?"

Xing Shan smiled lightly, and denied his speculation, "I think the scenery on your side of the prison car is pretty good, can't you come here every day for a stroll?"

"Ah!"

Wen Renge sneered, looking straight into the distance, "You can see this kind of scenery anytime, but when I get to the capital, I can't see it anymore."

Hearing his sudden sadness, Xing Shan couldn't help but laugh, "Why, does the majestic Immortal Ghost Saint sometimes gain sympathy from others?"

Wen Renge snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "I don't even bother to win your sympathy."

Xing Shan laughed, and deliberately stretched his waist in front of Wen Renge, "It doesn't matter if you disdain or disdain, I advise you not to have any crooked ideas, no prisoner can escape from our Shuntian Mansion, even if you really If you escaped, we have hundreds of ways to catch you back, and you will probably be a hundred times more embarrassed than you are now."

"Humph!"

Wen Renge looked indifferent, "When I really escape, it won't be too late for you to warn me again."

Xing Shan smiled proudly and turned around to return to his resting place. Unexpectedly, he saw several colleagues staring at him from a distance.

Seeing this situation, the smile on his face suddenly faded. Since these people saw Wen Renge being abused in the Lama Temple, every time he came to observe Wen Renge, they would always hide in the distance Followed, as if afraid that he would attack Wen Renge again.

Although such doubts were understandable, the actions of these people made him feel that he was always out of tune with them.

Wen Renge followed Xing Shan's gaze and saw the arresters in the distance, couldn't help laughing, and sarcastically said: "It seems that you Shuntian Mansion is not very united, at least these people never treat you as one of their own. "

Xing Shan sneered, and said indifferently: "I don't need to bother you, you should worry about whether you will have a chance to see the sun again when you arrive in the capital!"

With that said, Xing Shan strode away from the scene, leaving Wen Renge with a stern look from his back.

Xing Shan returned to his resting place, and they were still on their way back to Beijing. Since there was still some distance to the next town, they had to sleep in the wilderness tonight.

Cao Shen led a large army to occupy the best resting place in the field. It was next to the stream, where they could take a bath and change clothes at any time, and there were several lush trees beside the stream for them to rest against.

Xing Shan didn't fit in with them, so naturally he wouldn't sleep with them, so he had to go to a remote corner by himself, and found a big rock to rest on.

During this period of time, he hid and practiced Xinjue every day. He obviously felt that his breath was much better, and he would not be tired even if he traveled for a long time. Practice with eyes closed.

Seeing that Xing Shan went to the side to meditate again, Cao Shen's subordinates couldn't help talking to him, "Did this kid stay in the lamasery for a long time, and learned the tricks of lamas?"

"I see, he just has the temper of the young master, and he doesn't want to stay with us!"

Hearing their words, Cao Shen shook his head, and said helplessly: "You don't have to look down on him so much. During this period of time, I obviously feel that he has a lot more breath. He should be practicing secretly, and he is better than you who are making jokes all day long." Guys have to work harder."

When he said this, his subordinates immediately became unconvinced, "How could we be inferior to a waste, Catcher Cao, don't you just think that he is the third son of Lord Fuyin and just speak for him?"

Seeing everyone's unconvinced look, Cao Shen became more and more helpless, "You are all my subordinates, so why don't I help you? It's just that I have gone through so many things, whether it is capturing Wenrenge, or the previous Tu [-]. The eighteen swordsmen in the border town are all good. The progress of the third young master is obvious to all. Perhaps his achievements cannot be separated from the help of others, but progress is progress. ?”

Hearing Cao Shen's reprimand, everyone fell silent.

Although they were still dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not dare to refute further in front of Cao Shen.

Most importantly, they have no arguments to refute.

Shuntian Mansion always speaks in terms of achievements, no matter how bad Xingshan's strength was before, his recent achievements are here, no matter how crooked these people are, they dare not really go to question.

Cao Shen saw everyone's expressions and knew that they did not take his words to heart. He shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked aside to rest.

In fact, he looked down on Xing Shan more or less in his heart, but for more than half a month, these people have been talking about Xing Shan behind his back every day, never actively practicing martial arts, on the contrary, Xing Shan's internal strength is visible to the naked eye This made him change his view of Xing Shan for the first time.

Cao Shen knew that in such a large team, no disturbance could be hidden from everyone, so he believed that Xing Shan must also know what everyone was talking about him.

But not only did he not confront everyone head-on, but he also practiced silently behind his back. His openness and tenacity alone made him a little ashamed.

Cao Shen was able to sit on the position of head arrester, and his knowledge and tolerance were naturally much greater than that of ordinary arresters. He saw the change in Xing Shan, so he couldn't tolerate his subordinates making no progress as before. Maybe he should think about it. Thinking, how can I spur my subordinates so that they don't stop talking like gossips every day.

(End of this chapter)