The first corrupt emperor [crossing]

The old lady's gaze was really compelling, Gu Mingzhe took two steps back unconsciously, and said, "A friend in need."

The old lady nodded, gave Qin Zheng a meaningful look, and said, "I see."

This kind of gaze... Qin Zheng's eyelids twitched, and he said with a smile, "I think you may know more things that I don't."

The old woman scolded, "Then you should know about it sooner, or it will be too late."

"..."

The old man next to him coughed dryly and said, "Don't worry about her, she likes to be a matchmaker, and almost no one comes here on this mountain, she's going crazy." She didn't even let the two men go.

The old woman's face drooped, she threw the cloth in her hand to the old man's face, turned around and entered the house.

The old man was not angry, he picked up the cloth and folded it, "Since you came to me, the injury on your head must not be healed, so I don't plan to use healing methods, the most important thing is... I can't heal."

Qin Zheng smiled and said, "What is the senior thinking?"

The old man pointed to the big stone next to him and said, "Sit. If you really learn martial arts well, even if your brain forgets the moves, your body will still remember them. The premise is that all your internal strength has not disappeared."

Gu Mingzhe nodded and said, "He occasionally sleepwalks, and he can still fight while sleepwalking."

The old man nodded and said, "That would be much easier. I don't know which company's internal force and external moves you learned, so I can't take you to learn it again. It can only stimulate and stimulate your body to absorb what you have learned. Find it again, but this process is also risky, and it is very likely that the stimulation will be over-stimulated, which will cause your internal energy to become disordered and hurt your tendons."

Gu Mingzhe frowned slightly and said, "Senior, is there no other way?"

The old man smiled and said, "Where is there anything perfect in this world? If you want to gain something, you have to bear the risk of failure. But here I have a method for regulating internal energy, and ordinary internal energy exercises will not conflict with it."

Qin Zheng said, "Senior, do you have conditions?"

The old man smiled approvingly, "That's right, it's my promise to help you get back your martial arts, but you need to exchange this extra martial arts for you. In fact, the exchange condition is very simple."

Qin Zheng was silent for a moment and said, "Senior, please speak."

"Kill me." The old man paused, looked at the surprised expressions of the two, and continued, "No matter what method you use, just let me disappear from this world."

Qin Zheng thought for a while and said with a smile, "Senior, do you want to take care of yourself?"

The old man nodded and smiled, "There are many people in this world who want to kill me, because I have seen through the secrets of their exercises, and there are many people who want to curry favor with me, because I have all kinds of exercises stored in my mind. I am so old. But I can’t stand being frightened from time to time.”

Gu Mingzhe was a little puzzled, "Is there anyone else who can come to this place?" He only knew that the old man was here because of his friendship.

The old man sighed, "I won't die for a day, no matter where I hide, they will find them sooner or later. You have already had several groups of people here before."

Qin Zheng said with a smile, "This condition is not a problem, and this junior will definitely keep his mouth shut."

The old man stood up and said, "Okay, I'll make a plan for you, and we will start to recover your martial arts from today."

The best stimulation is fighting. The old man arranged for Qin Zheng to fight all morning to stimulate the recovery of external moves. In the afternoon, he was asked to do coolies, move stones and cut trees, to stimulate the recovery of internal energy. In the evening, he asked him to adjust internal energy and practice the book. Gongfa.

The opponent in the morning's battle was naturally the old man. Regardless of his age, he was not in good health, especially when he was beating someone, he took a tree branch and whipped Qin Zheng without mercy.

Qin Zheng didn't know how many times he lay on the ground, and he wanted to cry without tears, "Senior, junior just went up the mountain."

The old man said with a straight face, "So you have to adapt as soon as possible." As he spoke, he raised the branch and drew it towards Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng quickly rolled to the side, picked up his own twig and got up, fighting the old man.

The old man twitched up and down, "Concentrate, I'm using the simplest foreign trick."

Qin Zheng was whipped again, and said anxiously, "Can you not talk?"

"I'm not paying attention, and I blame my words for affecting you. Can you not listen to me?" The old man's moves were getting faster and faster.

Gu Mingzhe sat on the stone next to him, frowning and looking at the scarred Qin Zheng, with a serious expression on his face, not speaking.

The old lady sat next to him and said with a smile, "What? Are you worried?"

Gu Mingzhe let out a long breath, and said, "Fortunately, I don't learn martial arts."

"..." the old woman said unrelentingly, "Don't you feel very anxious, beating incessantly? Feeling sorry for that young man?"

Gu Mingzhe nodded and said, "It's sad, but luckily it didn't hit me." Gu Mingzhe was not stupid, so he naturally knew that the old lady was messing around.

"..."

When the old man heard the movement over there, he said to Qin Zheng, "After applying the medicine in a while, go and cut down a tree."

Qin Zheng pursed his lips tightly, and continued to unravel his moves.

The old man said dissatisfiedly, "I'm talking to you."

Qin Zheng dodged the attack and said, "Didn't you tell me not to listen to you to be distracted?"

The old man said with a sullen face, "I never said that."

"..."

The old man slapped Qin Zheng's leg hard, pulled him to the ground, threw the branch in his hand aside, and said, "I just want to tell you that if you don't have the strength to speak, even if what you say is right, then you must be right." Wrong. There is a knife on the head of Renzi, if you are not strong enough and can't help but want to stand out, then wait to be hacked to death by others."

Qin Zheng sat up on the ground, wiped his face and said, "Thank you for your teaching, senior."

The old man nodded and said, "Let Xiao Gu give you some medicine, and then go to cut down the tree after lunch. I have to cut down a pine tree this afternoon, and I have to use it for cooking at night."

"...The junior knows."

Gu Mingzhe took Qin Zheng back to the hut where they lived, took off his bloody coat, looked at the scars on Qin Zheng's body with some distress, and said, "Can you still bear it?"

Qin Zheng burst into tears from the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I chose the road myself, and there is no turning back when I start my bow."

Gu Mingzhe took out the wound medicine and carefully treated Qin Zheng's wound. Seeing Qin Zheng's body trembling, he thought for a while and said, "I will sing you a song."

Qin Zheng said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Gu Mingzhe's voice was clear and clear, and he hummed the ballad very attractively. Once "Mountain Ghost" outlined a graceful goddess, Qin Zheng really felt that the pain in his body gradually disappeared.

After Gu Mingzhe helped Qin Zheng fix the wound on his back, he said, "Your hand is also injured, let me deal with other wounds as well."

Qin Zheng leaned wearily against the table next to him and nodded.

Gu Mingzhe leaned over and began to treat the wound in front, humming "Jianjia", his head was moving back and forth under Qin Zheng's chin, and Qin Zheng's hair was tickled.

Qin Zheng endured it and didn't speak, staring at the head in front of him in a daze, feeling a little chilly wandering around the warm body, he was a little embarrassed after ignoring the pain, he turned his head to look elsewhere, and listened to the sound coming into his ears. In "Jianjia" in the movie, my heart beats a little faster.

After Gu Mingzhe wrapped Qin Zheng's wound with a cloth, he looked up at Qin Zhengdao, "You don't have a fever, do you?" He raised his hand and touched Qin Zheng's forehead.

Qin Zheng's face turned even redder. He, he, he, he, he couldn't really bend, right?