Sealing Sword

The existence of Sun Mifeng is probably to trample the words "doctor's benevolence" into the mud and never turn over.

After returning to Liufengju, Sun Minfeng first gave Chu Xiwei needles, and started to pick out strange points, so that a comatose person woke up with pain, but he didn't even have the strength to scold him.

After the injection, he ordered Ye Fusheng to use his internal force to force out the blood in Chu Xiwei's body, and sent his subordinates to burn a large bucket of potion.

In Chu Xiwei's current situation, ordinary medicines had little effect on him, so Sun Minfeng simply prescribed a strong medicine, causing Ye Fusheng to not realize that it was a medicinal bath when he saw the bucket of dark stuff.

Its color is daunting, and its taste is even more deadly.

Chu Xiwei had just woken up and saw such a bucket of inhuman fetishes, her two sword eyebrows frowned immediately, and she flicked her sleeves to leave, but Ye Fusheng stepped forward and pressed acupuncture points.

"you……"

He had just been forcibly suppressed by Shen Wuduan's true qi in his dantian, and he had been beaten by Sun Minfeng, so how could he have the strength to open the acupoints now?He could only stare at Ye Fusheng with a pair of fire-breathing eyes, and said angrily, "I'm fine! Let me go!"

"Drunkards never say they are drunk, and the same goes for sick people." Ye Fusheng shrugged, sealed the Ya acupuncture point, and then turned to look at Sun Minfeng.

Sun Minfeng suppressed a smile and said, "It's almost time, you can take him naked and throw him in."

When Chu Xiwei heard this, not to mention her face, her ears started to turn red. At first glance, she looked like a cooked crab. Not to mention baring her teeth and claws, even her eyes were fixed on Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fusheng didn't think much about it. He learned from Shen Wuduan why Chu Xiwei's internal strength went wrong. He was distressed and angry, mixed with guilt and helplessness. His heart was like knocking over a five-flavored bottle. How to solve the problem, how can I pay attention to whether he blush or not?

Sun Minfeng tactfully told him all the points to pay attention to, then found an excuse and went out, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the outsider left, Ye Fusheng stopped being polite, stretched out his hands and paws, and stripped his upper body naked. When the jacket was also taken off, he touched his chin and said, "I can't tell. Ah Yao, such a solid meatball when I was a child, now..."

Although he was joking, it was also the truth—Chu Yao was very chubby and cute when he was a child, even though he had practiced martial arts with him for three years, he only smoked a little, and he still looked chubby and pleasing .

But now Chu Xiwei has not only grown taller, but also much thinner.

The trousers on the lower body wrapped two slender and powerful legs, and the upper body was exposed in the air. The chest, abdomen, waist, and back were all smooth and well-proportioned. In addition, Chu Xiwei's complexion was paler than others, and she could not be seen under the light. It is embellished with jade, reflecting the long crow feather hair scattered on the back, there is a sense of seductiveness like ghosts in a trance.

Of course Ye Fusheng has never seen naked bodies.

Not to mention that Lve Yingwei is mostly a bunch of rough guys, even when he himself was doing spy work, he didn't know how many times he watched goblins fight on the beams of the house, no matter how good-looking the skin is, in his eyes A piece of meat, the glamorous killer once known as "Hua Niang" was also beheaded when he seduced him.

Ye Fusheng thought that he had already reached the extraordinary state where beauty was ignored, but he didn't expect to be dazzled by a man's body today.

He was startled for a moment, then subconsciously closed his eyes, pressed his chest emptily, and said to himself: "Strange, why is my heart beating so fast?"

Although Ye Fusheng has not really enjoyed the taste of warm and fragrant nephrite, but he is also an old driver who has lived among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching his body. Of course he doesn't think he would like a man, even if he is a beauty.

What's more, this beauty is still his little apprentice in the final analysis. As a master, you can be careless, but you can't be such a beast.

After silently reading the "Qing Xin Sutra" that his wife used to hypnotize him back then, Ye Fusheng opened his eyes, hugged him on the stool and took off his pants, shoes and socks. Chu Xiwei put Chu Xiwei into the wooden bucket, and splashed water all over her face because of shaking hands.

Taking a medicated bath pays attention to unobstructed meridians and smooth flow of qi and blood. Of course, Ye Fusheng couldn't keep holding him. He raised his hand to release the acupoint. He thought that Chu Xiwei would splash water on his face, or just jump out and fight him .Unexpectedly, after the acupuncture point was released, Chu Xiwei would still soak in it quietly, but she just gave him a hard stare, and then closed her eyes as if to take a rest.

This is not quite like Chu Xiwei's temper, Ye Fusheng squinted his eyes, and keenly noticed that Chu Xiwei's body was trembling slightly, after soaking in it for a moment, there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

He froze for a moment, raised his sleeve with one hand to wipe off the sweat on Chu Xiwei's face, and dipped his hand into the potion.

The potion is boiled and then cooled, so there is no white gas or heat, but as soon as it touches the skin, it is like densely packed small needles piercing through the pores, not only painful, but also a strange chill piercing through the bones .Ye Fusheng withdrew his hand subconsciously, only then did he see that Chu Xiwei had opened his eyes and stared at him.

When Sun Minfeng used medicine, he seldom used any kind of warm and gentle method, not to mention that in a situation like Chu Xiwei's, he would have to deal with it heavily.Although the medicines in this medicinal bath are carefully prepared by him, they are harmless to the body and can restore his damaged meridians as soon as possible, but the medicinal properties are violent, and the special cold and poisonous things are specially formulated to suppress the agitation and true energy in his body. The pain is unbearable. speech.

The nine strange acupoints opened up by acupuncture are like nine holes growing on the body at this moment, absorbing the power of the medicine in the water crazily, mobilizing qi and blood to penetrate the limbs and bones, and transmitting this piercing pain to every part of the body, Repeating the cycle, it is no different from going to hell to suffer.

Rao Chu Xiwei had learned to endure in the past ten years, and now she was almost unable to bear it, but she didn't want to show her embarrassment in front of Ye Fusheng, so she had to grit her teeth, and even if she couldn't bear it, she would bear it again from the beginning.

But patience will eventually come to an end, no matter how flexible the bowstring collapses to the extreme, it will break.

Chu Xiwei felt pain piercing to the bone, but also cold to the marrow, like a living person tied to an iceberg whose skin and flesh were frozen and cracked alive, and then stabbed one by one with a blunt knife.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging into his palms, but the pain was insignificant and could not keep him clear at all.

The brain that was torn by the cold and pain began to go into a trance, and Chu Xiwei inexplicably remembered many years ago, when she was still young.

The nobles of Tianhuang, the sons and grandsons of the princes, not to mention the pain, even endured the hardships twice. The worst time I cried when I was a child was when I ran to play with the dog in the imperial garden and was bitten on the calf. It was just a broken skin wound. It can make him cry like a big tabby cat, and the concubine mother has to coax him with snacks, and brother Xun has to play around behind his back before he is willing to give up.

He once thought that he could live such a life of being praised all his life, without worrying too much, and without bearing anything.

Unexpectedly, no matter how much self-righteousness, it is no match for fate and good fortune.

Chu Xiwei pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, feeling that his bones were about to be cracked by the cold, he finally couldn't help moving, his hands trembling, he grabbed the edge of the bucket, and was about to stand up from it.

Unexpectedly, a pair of hands suddenly pressed on his shoulders, pushing him back without any explanation, Chu Xiwei's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Fusheng!"

"The ghost doctor said, you have to be awake to soak for an hour, and it's only half past." Ye Fusheng stood beside him, staring at Chu Xiwei's bleeding lips, "Ah Yao, hold on."

Chu Xiwei stared at him blankly, her eyes faded from the teasing and flirtatious, revealing a seriousness that she hadn't seen for a long time, just like back then that could not be rejected and defied.

Chu Xiwei, who had been very quiet all this time, suddenly began to struggle.

He moved violently, and Ye Fusheng's brows became more and more wrinkled, but he didn't dare to tap acupuncture points, and he didn't dare to use heavy hands. It was really difficult to suppress a man who was a little taller than himself, so he could only hold him down and soften him at the same time. Tone: "Ah Yao, just be patient, just be patient."

"No..." Chu Xiwei's breathing was already rapid and disordered. He was in too much pain and couldn't think about it. He instinctively wanted to crawl out, his eyes were confused, and he murmured, "I'm cold...I hurt..."

His voice was not loud, even weak, but Ye Fusheng could hear it clearly.

He looked at Chu Xiwei's slack eyes, felt the trembling muscles under his hands, and knew that if it wasn't for the fact that he was in so much pain, this stubborn and determined person would never show such a gesture, just like a beast in prison. sucker Punch.

Chu Xiwei was held down by him and couldn't move, her body began to twitch in pain, and she was about to bite her tongue, when a finger suddenly got stuck between his lips and teeth, and she was bitten tightly.

Ye Fusheng's right index finger has a small tooth mark that has been there for many years, and now it is covered by a new mark, as if it is a change of old and new that has been overdue for many years.

Chu Xiwei was delirious, and the force of the bite was naturally not small. Ye Fusheng felt the sharp pain from his fingers, and there were already traces of blood flowing out, and was subconsciously licked by the thirsty Chu Xiwei. .

The sharpness of the teeth and the softness of the tip of the tongue are like the sharp contrast between the two worlds of ice and fire.

The warm blood entered his throat, and Chu Xiwei was startled as if he had been scalded. He looked at Ye Fusheng, whose face was pale, and subconsciously let go, but suddenly his eyes blurred.

Ye Fusheng propped himself up with his left hand, turned over and jumped into the tub, this tub is not very big, two tall and tall men would inevitably be crowded when soaking together, the water level also rose because of this, it overflowed the neck.

He stared at Ye Fusheng in a daze, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "What... what are you doing here?"

"I see you are in such pain, and I can't coax you, so I have to share weal and woe with you." Ye Fusheng's clothes were soaked, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body, not to mention the efficacy of the potion itself.Trying not to lose face in front of his disciples, Ye Fusheng put Chu Xiwei's head on his shoulder with one hand, and slowly stroked his hair with his bleeding right hand, coaxing him like soothing a child: "Be patient!" , Just endure it...don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chu Xiwei was caught off guard by him, and before any thoughts arose in her heart, there was an unspeakable mix of sorrow and joy.

Tears burst out of my eyes suddenly.

Chu Xiwei hadn't cried for a long time. In the past ten years, he had learned to treat suffering as a grind, not to mention "knocking out teeth and swallowing blood" for pleasure.

But being hugged by Ye Fusheng now is better than more than 3000 days and nights of blood licking wounds, and it is also better than the pain to the marrow of life that is worse than death.

Hot tears rolled down his face and landed on Ye Fusheng's shoulder, he paused for a while without saying a word, but his movements to comfort Chu Xiwei were lighter.

As if the time was reversed in an instant, he became that soft-hearted boy again, and the man in his arms also turned back into a crying and fussy child, who didn't hide from anyone, and frankly confessed all his emotions.

After a long time, Ye Fusheng opened his mouth and said: "Before the Jinghanguan battle, I thought I was going to die. I was not afraid at that time, but it's a pity that I have to miss the appointment with you."

Chu Xiwei's body froze, and he heard him continue: "Later, I was lucky enough to survive, and I should have gone to you immediately, but I was grateful for Wuyi's kindness, and I had to do it for him, but I regretted it. At that time, I was thinking... what if God has eyes, just wait for me to finish this matter, and leave a breath of time to come to you.

"Dufeng will change. When I was watching the poisonous sea tide, I was also thinking... In this life, I will do what I say, but I always miss your appointment. When I get to Huangquan, I will definitely overturn Meng Po Tang. I will wait for you for a hundred years. See you again, just scold me for breaking my promise...Fortunately, you are here."

Chu Xiwei's voice was hoarse: "What... are you trying to say?"

"Ah Yao, I'm sorry for you, no matter Gu Xiao or Ye Fusheng, I'm sorry for you." Ye Fusheng smiled softly, "You hate me, it's only right; you kill me, I'm willing...so , I leave life and death to you, why do you push yourself to this day?"

Chu Xiwei twitched the corner of her mouth: "You don't understand..."

Ye Fusheng said: "Then you can tell me."

Chu Xiwei slowly left his shoulders, grabbed Ye Fusheng's arms with trembling hands, and looked at each other, with eyes that were deep and dark like never before.

Life and death can be divided by manpower, and love and hate are never involuntary.

Chu Xiwei took a deep breath, looked at Ye Fusheng's face, and said: "You have been hit by 'Youmeng', and you will die soon."

Ye Fusheng: "It's okay, it's retribution, there's nothing to regret, the heads on the left and right items will be credited to your account, as long as you take them away before the poison is released, it can be regarded as the end of our grievances."

He was indifferent to life and death, Chu Yao had envied such calmness, but now Chu Xiwei had an uncontrollable anger.

The next moment, Ye Fusheng only felt his shoulders being pushed hard, and his whole body was pressed against the barrel wall behind him.

Before she opened her mouth, Chu Xiwei had already lowered her head and kissed without stopping. This time was like a touch of water, and it was almost not a kiss, but it shocked Ye Fusheng's soul to the sky.

The wind from nowhere blows open the half-closed window, bringing a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. Ye Fusheng suddenly remembered the dreamlike drunkenness last night, and remembered his drunkenness that was not suitable for etiquette. Words and deeds, and Chu Xiwei's forbearing and crazy kiss.

He stared blankly at Chu Xiwei, unable to say anything for a while.

"Back then, when the palace changed, you turned back and made my father and king fall short of success and ruined the Golden Palace. You also caused my mother and concubine to set fire to me, and ruined half my life's bright future. I stabbed you twice at that time. There is no one to blame..." After a pause, Chu Xiwei's voice slowly became hoarse, "But you still saved me again and again, even if you were imprisoned in the court for ten years, you still saved my life... Everything I think about is born of you, but how can I take it up and let it go?"

Chu Xiwei caressed his face with a slightly trembling hand: "Master, between you and me, there is a love-hate dilemma, a love-hate dilemma. Before seeing you, I was thinking like crazy, wishing I could eat flesh and blood... It can be seen that you are suffering , the pain is unbearable, it is better than a thousand cuts... I say that, you can understand what I am embarrassed about, what is it?"

He originally thought that he could suppress this unethical and secular delusion that was worthy of the hatred of his ancestors all his life, and he often held back, fearing that such sinful thoughts would be revealed, but he couldn't help it, and he couldn't hold it back after all.

Ye Fusheng's few drunken words last night suddenly made him not want to bear it anymore.

Life rushes by like a white horse, full of love, hatred, love and hatred, and nothing left in the end.

His father was like this, his mother was like this, and so were the countless people he had seen in half his life.

He wanted to be selfish after all.

Early this morning, she went back to the forbidden place where the spirit tablets of her parents were enshrined. Chu Xiwei knelt before the spirit for six hours, kowtowed to plead guilty, and took the initiative in family law.

Severing the pulse and three fingers, breaking the heart and cracking the bones, even if he did it himself, he would almost be unable to get up, otherwise he would not be almost helpless when facing Duan Qing.

The three-finger punishment is for the three crimes——

One, ask the unfilial son to let go of old grievances and envy enemies;

Second, invite unfilial sons to have unreasonable thoughts and not to continue the incense;

Third, ask your unfilial son to love you until death.

In this life, grievances and enmities are difficult to resolve, and it is difficult to lose in love.If you lose, you will end up with both love and hate. If you succeed, you will extend the grace of God for several years. In the future, you will fall into the river of forgetfulness, and your flesh and blood will become mud to cross the reincarnation of your parents.

This frankness broke all of Ye Fusheng's wild thoughts and presumptions. He stared at Chu Xiwei dumbfounded, but couldn't utter a single word.

Chu Xiwei hugged him slowly, Ye Fusheng's body shook, and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he felt that head gently placed on his shoulder, mixed with wet tears, rubbing against his neck .

Chu Xi said in a hoarse voice: "Master, I don't want you to die, I... only you are left."

Floating life is like a leaf, and death is like a lamp going out.

God's will is tossed and turned, and I advise you to cherish a mote of dust.