[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

Night, late night, very deep, very deep night, an ink-stained dark color, a few stars hang gloomy, the moon is just half round, isn't the half round moon the most cruel, stop the round circle there, it's gone The waning moon is not complete yet.

It's foggy, and the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River is thick with fog, permeating to the horizon, connected with large swaths of dark and miserable clouds, covering the sky and blinding the sun without seeing the light.

It was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, Su Muzhe was lying on the branch, dozing off with half-closed eyes - he had been driving for a long time, and he was already exhausted.

"What did you see?" A voice sounded in my ears, it seemed to be very close, but when I listened carefully, it felt very far away, and it was indistinctly audible in the mist.

"Light." Su Muzhe remained motionless, the hood was buckled on his face so he couldn't see the expression, and the answer came through a layer of fabric.

"Heh." The voice laughed lowly, "Seeing the light in the dark, when did you have the roots of wisdom?"

"Even if you have the roots of wisdom, do you still expect me to become a monk?" Su Muzhe said, unconsciously revealing some sarcasm.

"It's not bad to be a monk, but to be a Taoist priest."

The hood covering Su Mu's face was lifted, and his face was hidden in the dark, looking more and more ghostly.

"Have you played enough, Yu Luocha?" He opened his eyes, frowning slightly impatiently.

"I thought you would forget me?" Yu Luocha stood at the end of the tree branch, not an inch away from Su Mu, and her gold and silver ornaments seemed to glow in the dark.

"I forgot about you." Su Muzhe sat up, leaned against the tree trunk, and said lightly, "It's a pity that I remembered everything when I heard your voice."

Yu Luocha smiled: "You care about me so much, I'm really flattered."

"You're welcome." Su Muzhe smirked, "You are the only one in the world who can make me hate this much."

"Tsk tsk tsk, my mouth is still so poisonous, I thought I could hear some soft words from you." Yu Luocha touched her chin regretfully, "I have saved you for so many years and I haven't even heard a word of thanks, I'm so blind You have such a face."

"My face?" Su Muzhe repeated with raised eyebrows, "What do you think?"

"What do you say..." Yu Luocha leaned forward and leaned in front of Su Muzhe, her blue eyes narrowed, and she smiled meaningfully, "The city is all over the country, it's beyond words." The words floating in the air were ambiguous and lingering , but his hand was merciless, and he slapped Su Muzhe's chest, "Help you once, don't thank me."

Su Muzhe was not surprised at all. After receiving his palm, he still had the strength to adjust his posture when he fell under the tree. He only suffered some minor injuries. He turned his head sideways and vomited blood. He replied casually: "Don't worry, don't worry. I remember in my heart that he will repay today's kindness in the future."

"I'll wait." Yu Luocha lightly landed on the ground, kicking Su Muzhe lazily, "You can faint."

"What's the rush?" Su Muzhe glanced at him, turned over and stared at the sky above his head, "It's such a beautiful moon, wouldn't it be a pity not to look at it more?"

Yu Luocha simply sat down and looked up at the sky, "It's rare to see you in such a good mood, I really can't bear to disturb you."

In the cloudy sky, the moon is hidden behind layers of shadows, and only the faint light leaking through the gaps can be seen clearly.

"What a moon..." Su Muzhe sighed.

"This month is very good, can we have a drink together?" Yu Luocha asked, her tone full of teasing.

Su Muzhe coughed lightly, stretched his brows and smiled, "I will definitely get drunk some other day." In the darkness, his eyes were extremely bright, and only at this time can he see those eyes, the left eye is brighter than the right eye. Eyes are much lighter gray.

The sound of breathing around him gradually became lighter, Yu Luocha looked sideways, Su Muzhe had closed his eyes, and fell into a lethargic sleep wearily.

"Little mud monkey..." He squinted his eyes with a half-smile, and held up Su Muzhe's long hair to play with. The little guy he picked up on a whim back then, who would have thought that after washing it, it would be unexpectedly beautiful.

The face hidden in the shadows is still beautiful, the outline is softer than that of the people from the Western Regions, and deeper than that of the people from the Central Plains, and it is almost transparent in white. The thin lips show a provocative color, and when they are not smiling, they are cold and hard like A knife, but when you smile, the ice and snow have just melted, and a pear dimple seems to fill a pool of spring water—even if it is a sneer without emotion.

The two scars on the left face were serious at first, the flesh was rolled up and half of the face was twisted together, but as it grew, it became shallower and thinner, and finally only thin marks were left on the cheeks. The color on the face is light, but it looks like two unique decorations, adding a bit of enchantment.

If such a beauty throws herself into her arms, even a god will be tempted.

"It's a pity..." Yu Luocha sighed, carried the man on his shoulders, and walked slowly on the grass, not caring that Su Muzhe spit blood again after being hit by him.

Who taught Huamanlou not to see, no matter how beautiful the country is, it can only be winked at by the blind.

The night became darker and darker, and the tall figure disappeared into the fog. The thick fog condensed into drops of crystals on the tip of the grass, shining the first ray of morning light to welcome the morning.

Its daybreak.

The towns in the south of the Yangtze River are bustling and bustling, and the sound of pedestrians on the street can be heard in the dim light of the sky.

Shopkeepers who go out early in the morning, women who go to the morning market, and part-time workers who make a living, the aroma of breakfast will follow the sun and the breeze, and sneak into every house through the window cracks, no matter how soundly you sleep. My stomach is rumbling, my head is full of steaming chaos, a large bowl of Yangchun noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions, or white and tender tofu flowers, I can’t lie down immediately and want to get up, use the warm Food feeds the bellies of protest.

To be awakened like this is probably the happiest thing in life.

When Su Muzhe woke up from the groggy darkness, he could hear the bustling sounds in his ears, and the smell of food in his nostrils. However, he only felt the cold, the cold spreading all over his body, and the tight pain in his chest, like being pressed A huge boulder, so heavy that every breath is difficult.

His hands and feet were sore and limp, and it took a lot of effort to lift them. After trying a few times, he gave up. He turned his head and looked at the room. It was meticulously decorated, clean, and there were no extra decorations. The window faced the street. On the front, the morning light shines through the thin paper, blurring the soft light. The large carved bed is hung with fine gauze bed curtains. The azure color is refreshing to look at. The top of the bed is carved with complicated patterns. Peony and peony reminded him of Shi Guanyin's bed.

In fact, it is not good to think too much, and the mood will always be ruined by a bunch of boring things.

He yawned and rolled the quilt around his body—for some reason, he was always chilling, and the cold air radiating from the innermost part made him shiver, and the groggy feeling in his head made him feel dizzy. Like a paste, I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?" Hua Manlou opened the door and came in, hearing the irregular breathing in the room, asked.

Su Muzhe shrank under the quilt, and replied sullenly, "It's cold."

"It's nothing." Hua Manlou reached out to touch Su Muzhe's forehead, and rubbed his hair comfortingly, "It's cold in the night, you have a cold, a fever, and some injuries. I've boiled the medicine and drank it for a few days That's it."

"Hmm..." Su Muzhe shrank back into the quilt again, and the hand that was caressing his face was inexplicably hot, which made him feel warm on the one hand, and on the other hand made him want to escape from the heat. Confused, can't think of anything clearly.

Yu Luocha really did him a great favor. If he didn't return his surname ten times and a hundred times, he would just write it upside down!

Although his surname seems to be taken randomly...

Forget it...

so sleepy……

Let's get some sleep first...

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Fewer little angels begging for forgiveness

I'm really tired today

I haven’t stopped all day long. I have to recite the text before I start coding. I have to get up early tomorrow. QAQ will do this first. If there is a problem, I will correct it tomorrow.

Little angels let me rub and kiss!Full of motivation to fight again tomorrow!