Vinegar yourself every day [Quick Transmigration]

Zong Xia's violent cough broke the silence, his hoarse voice was full of anger, "Xiao Shubai! What are you doing?!"

In fact, the posture at this time is that Wei Ye is lying on Xiao Shubai's body, more like he is doing something to the young master.

Wei Ye straightened up slightly, his wet long hair brushed Xiao Shubai's face.

Xiao Shubai ignored the questioning from the side, his eyes were still fixed on his black hair and soft lips, and in the next second, a figure rushed over, and his chest was tightened.

Wei Ye said in shock: "Be careful!"

The pain in his chest was severe, as if it had invaded his internal organs, but Zong Xia was furious, like a lion whose territory had been invaded, he grabbed Xiao Shubai's collar with all his strength, "Xiao Shubai, don't you only have a sword in your heart, and you don't have emotions and desires?"

Xiao Shubai said lightly: "That's the speculation of people in the Jianghu, I'm not a saint, how can I be ruthless?"

"Then you will steal people's love." Zong Xia gritted his teeth, "How could it be done by a gentleman!"

Xiao Shubai actually smiled, and he said: "I never said that I am a gentleman, and I will take what I want."

He knew that Zong Xia did it for him on purpose that day, so what if Wei Ye had entangled with him?At least Wei Ye has not agreed to him yet.

Before going to the Huashan School, Zong Xia admired Xiao Shubai's strength and personality, so it was easy to believe him that night.

Thinking of being deceived that day, and not knowing that Wei Ye was hidden in the room by the other party, old grudges and new grudges added together, Zong Xia was so angry that he raised his fist and wanted to hit him.

Xiao Shubai was not guilty, so it was impossible for him to let him throw punches. He tried his best to stand up, but the wound on his waist was painful, and Zong Xia threw him on the ground.

Xiao Shubai squinted his black eyes, stretched out his hand to fight back, and the two wounded men just opened up their moves, you punched me and elbowed each other, like two people who don't know martial arts, fighting on the ground.

Wei Ye was stunned at the side: "...stop, stop, stop!"

He called to stop several times, but neither of them responded, and he stretched out his hand with a sullen face.

Both of them focused their attention on each other, and they were not vigilant towards Wei Ye, so his acupuncture points were tapped by him for a while.

Just like that, two top masters in the Jianghu were locked down at the same time.

Wei Ye sneered, "This scene is really rare, if people in the world know about it, the dignified Beggar Gang leader and the young master of Yujian Villa rolling on the ground like children, there will probably be a long queue to visit. "

"At that time, I will sell tickets on the sidelines, won't I make a lot of money?"

Two people: "..."

"One palm vomits blood, the other has a sword in the waist, and they are fighting mentally. The two of you are really disabled." Wei Ye said coldly: "It's in vain that I tried my best to catch you in the water and pull you from the deep mountains and old forests. You go out of the encirclement. Are you two so reckless that you want to return this life to me as soon as possible?"

His eyes were burning with anger, and the peach-blossom eyes that were no longer smiling had a compelling coldness, which made the two of them recall the scene they saw before falling into the river, and the throbbing at that moment was deeply imprinted in their minds.

After a while, Xiao Shubai whispered, "Sorry."

Zong Xia's eyes flickered, he was in a coma all the way, and he didn't know what Wei Ye had experienced, but from these few words, he could already see the dangers involved.

His lips moved, "I..."

"Yes, especially you." Wei Ye couldn't help poking his chest with his fingers, "When did I become yours? You don't care who I kiss..."

Before the word "zhe" could be uttered, a trace of blood suddenly spilled from Zong Xia's lips, his eyes closed, and his body fell weakly.

With a bang, the fainted Zong Xia hit Xiao Shubai's chest and abdomen, Xiao Shubai let out a muffled snort, and he, who was already seriously injured, passed out at the same time.

Wei Ye: "...What evil did I do?"

At dawn, a nearby fisherman came over and was shocked to see Wei Ye and the two unconscious men.

Wei Ye smiled, "This fellow, can you do me a favor and save my brother? I can pay for it."

This is a secluded small fishing village. It was early in the morning, and there was smoke rising from the sky.

The villagers Wei Ye met saw the blood on Xiao Shubai and Zong Xia, and were a little afraid of trouble, but faced with Bai Huahua's silver, they helped him carry a person on his back and brought the three of them back home.

Wei Ye asked him to help them wipe their bodies with hot water and put on clean clothes. Xiao Shu's white clothes were unfolded, and Wei Ye found a large bruise on his shoulder. arms.

"Please ask a doctor to come, and kill a chicken and cook some chicken soup." He gave the fisherman another silver coin.

After a while, the fishermen brought back a herbalist doctor, and the village doctor could only prescribe external medicine for trauma, and bandaged Xiao Shubai roughly.

After feeling Zong Xia's pulse, he directly concluded that the person was dead.

Wei Ye had heard from 001 that Zong Xia fell into breath-holding on his own.

I don't know if it's the turtle's breathing skill or the internal injury, but Zong Xia's face is covered with a layer of gray aura, and his body is cold.

Wei Ye dismissed the village doctor, he could only suppress his anxiety, and first tried to inject some internal energy into Zong Xia.

When it was almost noon, the fisherman's daughter knocked on the door and brought in three bowls of chicken soup.

When the aroma hit, Wei Ye felt hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and threw two pieces of meat into his mouth, picked up the bowl with the chicken in his mouth, and fed the two people on the bed.

There are few outsiders in the small village, and the fisherman girl has never seen such a good-looking and generous man.She couldn't help but said: "Young Master is so kind to your brother."

Wei Ye smiled lightly, "After all, my two elder brothers were injured to protect me."

After two days of high mental tension, he was exhausted after relaxing, Wei Ye climbed into bed after eating, and lay down between the two of them.

Sleeping in a daze until noon, he suddenly heard voices outside the door, and the fisherman asked, "Who are you looking for, sir?"

It seemed that someone was visiting, and Okino opened his eyes vigilantly.

"Brother, he...is very good-looking." The male voice was familiar, soft and tactful, and he emphasized: "It's very good-looking."

The fisherman said: "There is indeed such a person, he came this morning, and he brought two older brothers, are they all your brothers?"

"What brother?" Lan Yun was confused.

He was led to the door by the fishermen, and when he pushed the door open, the eyes of Wei Ye who saw him head-on showed joy, "Lan Yun, you are here, that's great!"

At this time, he was extremely fortunate that Lan Yun didn't let Lan Yun take the tracking Gu from him before the last parting.

Reunited after the farewell, I didn't expect Wei Ye to be so enthusiastic. Lan Yun was a little flattered, and he smiled, "Brother Wei, why did you go to such a remote place? I thought you would be in Yujian Villa..."

Before he could finish speaking, as soon as Wei Ye stepped aside, Lan Yun saw his two extra "brothers" on the bed.

Wei Ye pulled him to the side of the bed, "You came just in time, show them the wound!"

"..." Lan Yun's sweet smile froze.

At first he thought that Wei Ye was missing him, but in the end he was in a hurry to ask him to save others, Lan Yun was a little unhappy, and even more unhappy when he found out that the person he wanted to save was Zong Xia.

But he couldn't refuse Wei Ye's request, so he could only sit by the bed and show Zong Xia's injury.

The palm prints on Zong Xia's chest became more and more black, looking hideous and terrifying.After looking at it, Lan Yun said: "This palm technique is so sinister and powerful."

He looked at Wei Ye worriedly, "Have you met the owner of the Seven Star Pavilion? He is so powerful, have you been injured?"

"I'm fine." Wei Ye waved his hands and asked him, "How can Zong Xia's injury be treated?"

"If he hadn't used his internal energy to protect his body in time when he hit the palm, and he knew how to use the turtle's breathing exercise to regulate his internal energy, he would be dead now." Lan Yun said: "His heart veins are damaged, and his internal energy is being exhausted. The internal force hits the meridians, otherwise the body will gradually freeze to death."

Wei Ye was startled, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately started to prepare to leave this peaceful small fishing village.

Lan Yun brought a horse, and Wei Ye bought a cart from the villagers.Before packing up and leaving, the fisherman's girl stuffed him with a bag of freshly baked pancakes, her eyes averted and her face was reddish.

Wei Ye said warmly: "Thank you, miss." He thought for a while, and took out a small piece of silver from his body.

She hurriedly shook her head and said no, Wei Ye stretched out her hand and threw it, the silver arc just fell into her cuff.

The horse's hooves were raised, and the fishing village was getting farther and farther away. Lan Yun leaned against the front of the car, looked at Wei Ye and smiled.

Wei Ye glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

"Brother is so nice, it's so easy to make people like him." Lan Yun fixedly looked at him with those big honey-colored eyes, and smiled happily.

Wherever there are people, there is the Beggar Gang, and Wei Ye took Zong Xia's token to find the Beggar Gang sub-helm.

The elder of the sub-rudder was surnamed Huang, and his face changed drastically when he heard that the gang leader was in trouble. However, his martial arts were mediocre, and finally he gritted his teeth and came up with an idea, "Let's go to Shaolin Temple!"

Wei Ye led the two of them to drift along the river, passing through several cities in one night, less than two days away from Shaolin Temple.

Elder Huang sent someone to the chief helm to ask the elder to come forward, at the same time he hurriedly prepared the carriage and took a group of people to Shaolin.

In the middle of the journey, Xiao Shubai woke up, and was also helping Zongxia protect his heart with internal force. After arriving at Shaolin Temple safely, he braced his wounds and wanted to set off back to Yujian Villa.

The Qixing Pavilion is rampant, Xiao Shubai's strength is not enough at this time, he must go back to seek help.

Before parting, Wei Ye pointed to the disguise he had made on his face, "Pay attention to trimming the mask after getting wet, to hide your identity, the master of Seven Star Pavilion must be watching you too."

Xiao Shubai nodded and said, "Wait for me."

He heard Wei Ye's response, and also heard Lan Yun beside Wei Ye humming softly.

Xiao Shubai glanced at Lan Yun with deep eyes, then turned and left.

After another two days of running around, Zong Xia's complexion was already very ugly.Passing through the high stone steps and the tall trees on both sides, Elder Huang hastily stepped forward and knocked on the gate of the temple to explain his intention.

The gate of the thousand-year-old temple opened, and Wei Ye and his group were welcomed.

The relationship between Shaolin Temple and the Beggar Gang is friendly. Zong Xia once said that he would take him here for refuge, but he didn't expect to go around and end up here.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple attached great importance to the beggar gang's request for help, and immediately called several elders with profound inner strength to come to treat him. Come.

Lan Yun shook his head and said, "Their internal strength is not strong enough."

Elder Huang was sweating profusely, "The elder of the chief rudder is still coming, so what should I do?"

"Since the eminent monks can't do it, I'm afraid the elder chief rudder can't do anything about it." Wei Ye's dark eyes settled down, but at this moment, he became more calm, "Master Abbot, I have heard Zong Xia say that there is a master of austere discipline in your temple. The strength is extraordinary, I wonder where the master is now?"

"Amitabha." The abbot uttered the Buddha's name, with a compassionate expression, "Uncle Kujie, he...felt that the day of his meditation is approaching, he has already entered Shenfeng Cliff."

Shenfengya is said to be the place where Shaolin ancestors practiced Zen and enlightened Taoism in the past. Some eminent monks felt that their lives would come to an end, so they would enter it alone and stop eating until they passed away.

Hearing this, Elder Huang's face turned livid, and he was already in despair, but Wei Ye said again: "May I ask how long Master Kujie has been in the cliff?"

An elder said: "It has been three days."

Three days without water or rice is enough to kill a person from thirst, but Kujie is not an ordinary person after all.

Wei Ye showed a thoughtful look, the abbot understood his purpose, and said firstly: "Chenfengya is a forbidden area in Shaolin."

Wei Ye didn't hesitate, "What price will I have to pay for going in?"

The abbot smiled and said: "There is no price, as long as the benefactor can enter."

After the group was taken to the back mountain, Fang understood the meaning of the abbot's words.

A towering cliff in the distance is a place of precipice and danger. When you look up, you can only see clouds and mist lingering on it, just like a fairyland.

Elder Huang lost his voice: "Who can go up here!"

All the monks shook their heads, they were not optimistic, Elder Huang, who was bulky, did not mention it, and the other two standing here were only young people in their early twenties.

An elder couldn't bear it and said: "There was a person who was reluctant to go up, and fell off the cliff halfway to his death."

Lan Yun suddenly smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

The abbot said: "Amitabha, benefactor, please think twice."

Wei Ye laughed, "You can give it a try."

The figure suddenly flashed by, and appeared in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

"Good... so light work!" His eyes followed him in astonishment, and his admiration was reduced to the simplest three words.

When he glides, he spreads his wings like a falcon, vigorous and calm, and when he soars up, he looks like a celestial being stepping on clouds and mist, with a graceful figure and elegant appearance.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Let me just say it." Lan Yun smiled sweetly, as if he was proud of something, every time he watched Wei Ye fly by in the wind, he felt amazed.

Forbidden land in the back mountain, Shenfengya.

Wei Ye gently landed on the cliff, exhaling the cold air in his chest.

Even for him, it is a very risky thing to be on a high cliff. If he lacks strength, he will be smashed into meatloaf.

After adjusting his breath for a while, he stepped into the cave in front of him.

In the dim light, a thin figure sat in the cave.

"Master, please help." Wei Ye lifted the corner of his robe with his hands, and knelt on the ground.

He unhurriedly explained the whole story, and after a while, the figure finally half-opened his eyes.

"It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to help, it's just that after entering the cliff three days ago, the poor monk started to practice his kung fu, and now he has no strength to go down the cliff, let alone rescue the sect master." The voice of Kujie was old, and his physical condition was already at a desperate point.

Wei Ye was silent for a moment, "I think the grand master's whole body is compact, and he still has at least 40 years of profound skills."

"Can you teach me your skills?"

Ku Jie shook his head and sighed, "Is there any way to pass on the skills? It will only explode the donor's meridians."

Wei Ye smiled slightly, "What if I say I have it?"

Ku Jie's eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes completely in surprise.

During his long career as a cannon fodder, Wei Ye has passed through many identities, ranging from a nobleman to a trafficker. He has experienced many kinds of lives and learned many skills.

Once, in the same world of martial arts, he became the leader of the Demon Cult.

——How can the leader of the Demon Cult not know magic skills?