Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu merged into the crowd and stopped a few steps away from Di Dongqing, neither near nor far.

Fang Shiping said politely: "I heard that Master Zhengqiu is suffering from an old illness. I don't know how he is doing now. If you are tired, you'd better rest more."

Lu Zhengqiu waved his hands and said, "It's okay, Dongqing will take good care of her, so there's no serious problem, so don't worry about me."

Fang Shiping's eyes turned around between the two, his brows and eyes stretched, and he smiled: "In this case, I will not be polite to you anymore. You are Dongqing's master and our companion. In the chaos, you will Dongqing rescued her and brought her up, which is really admirable to us."

"That's right," Ah Jin also echoed, "And he taught Di Shaoxia so well that he was able to control the Yuanshen at a young age. I'm so envious."

Lu Zhengqiu said indifferently: "Miss praise, Dongqing's current cultivation is all due to her own hard work, I just put in a little bit of effort. Even without me as a master, he will never bury his talent."

After saying these words, Ah Jin's gaze drifted back to Dongqing, her eyes full of admiration.

Di Dongqing looked blank.

Si Yutong was standing next to him, saw his expression, and said in a low voice, "You are being teased by Master every day, and you finally get a compliment, why aren't you happy?"

He shook his head and said, "I'm not unhappy..."

He just faintly felt that it was strange that Master's expression and tone were quite different from before, which made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable, as if gravel had been mixed in the soles of his shoes. In this situation, he would rather be ridiculed.

He felt like he was rowing a boat, and finally got closer to the shore, but was pushed away by the ripples at the bottom of the boat.

Lu Zhengqiu's expression was indifferent and calm, like the surface of a calm lake, crystal clear.His oar was in the water, but there were a few rounds of ripples. After the aftertaste dissipated, the water was still as blue as before.

How deep a person's mind must be to be so calm and indifferent.

Di Dongqing didn't understand that although he had been separated from his relatives since he was a child, he had been with his master for many years and had never tasted loneliness.

He sensed the loneliness in Master, as if he found snow on the steps for the first time when he opened the door in early winter.

The snow is white, fluffy, and soft. If you don't reach out and touch it, you will never know how cold it is.

The same is true of his master, who hides his loneliness deep in the corners of his eyes and the wrinkles of his nose, so that no one can see him.The scenery is like the moon, but it is so cold.

His master had never taught him this skill of hiding.

Beside him, Fang Shiping was still talking with Lu Zhengqiu: "I heard that you fought against the Demon Cult?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded and said: "I do have some connections with the Demon Cult."

Hearing the words, Fang Shiping felt as if he had found a treasure, and couldn't wait to say: "The three people who attacked you on the river bank are all elites of the Demon Cult. Have you ever known them?"

He nodded, "I know two of them."

In front of the Tianshui gang, he told his story.

The ferocious man named Nan Yanqi, nicknamed "Blood Knife", is good at using long knives, and his knives are cruel and fierce, killing people without mercy.

The woman holding the bow on the high platform is called Zhuo Yinglian, nicknamed "Yaoxian". She is not a good hand in close combat, but she is proficient in all kinds of witchcraft and sorcery.

These two are elites who have served the leader all the year round, and they are deeply trusted by the leader.

As for the third boy, Lu Zhengqiu shook his head and said: "I don't know him either. He looks younger than Dongqing. Before last night, I had never seen him, let alone fought against him."

Fang Shiping nodded, and pondered: "To tell you the truth, on the way to Baling, I also inquired around. I heard that there is a killer nicknamed 'Cold Hook' who only recently showed up."

Lu Zhengqiu was startled, and said: "That boy did use a hook."

Si Yutong also echoed, "When I wrestled with him, his iron hook was as cold as winter."

Fang Shiping said: "I also heard that this cold hook was also responsible for the slaughter of Wuxi Village. That night someone saw him walking out of the mountain, his body was covered with blood, and the iron hook shone coldly under the moonlight... ..."

When he said this, his tone became sluggish, because there happened to be a Wuxi man among them who was made homeless by this tragedy.

All eyes turned to Ah Ming.

Ah Jin said cautiously: "A Ming, do you still remember what happened that night?"

Ah Ming just shook her head: "I didn't see it with my own eyes."

A Jin asked again: "When you returned to the village and found the tragedy, did you leave any clues related to the cold hook?"

Ah Ming said: "I was too flustered at the time and didn't check carefully, but later, the village was burned down by the government."

Ah Jin heard his calm tone, but couldn't help but secretly wiped away tears, as if she was sad for him.

Fang Shiping then asked: "Among your people, are there any martial arts practitioners who can resist that cold hook?"

Ah Ming was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "There used to be people who knew a little about martial arts, but the imperial court enforced the ban on martial arts, and my people completely abandoned martial arts. We never like to fight, and we didn't intend to participate in this turbulent situation. "

He didn't go on, but the meaning of the rest of the words was self-evident - under the overturned nest, there are eggs.Being involved in the current situation, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Fang Shiping patted him on the shoulder: "If it is really the devil's religion, we will never let him go."

As soon as the eldest brother spoke, the companions around echoed him one after another, speaking of encouraging words.

Fang Shiping is the reassurance of this group of people, with the guarantee of the elder brother, they will have confidence in their hearts, and they can laugh at the great crisis.

Ah Ming also nodded to Fang Shiping and said, "Thank you, brother."

Fang Shiping waited for everyone's voices to fade away, turned to Lu Zhengqiu again, and asked: "There is one more thing about the Devil's Cult that has always puzzled me, and I want to ask Master Zhengqiu for advice."

Lu Zhengqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's okay to ask?"

Fang Shiping said: "I have been tracking the whereabouts of the Demon Cult for some time. Apart from being cautious, they seem to have very few manpower at their disposal. If I command you to encircle you this time, I will definitely send out elite troops. , took the opportunity to wipe you all out. However, there are only three of your enemies. In my opinion, their caution is a bit strange."

Lu Zhengqiu nodded and said: "I understand what you mean, but maybe the Demon Cult is not unwilling, but unable."

"cannot?"

"This has something to do with their martial arts."

"What's the matter?"

"The foundation of Yu people's martial arts is the spiritual power left by the great god Zhuzhao in various parts of China. But Youying was defeated and was driven to the end of the northern border, so there is not much spiritual power left. If the northern barbarians did not invade the Central Plains, the demons The sect took advantage of the emptiness, and the Central Plains people even thought that Youying's primordial spirit was already on the verge of perishing."

When he talked about this, Ah Jin continued, "It's better for such evil things to perish earlier."

Lu Zhengqiu looked at the simple-minded woman, and said calmly: "I think that power has no right or wrong, just like the sun and the moon. The people of Yu country fear the moon, while the barbarians worship the moon. Is there a difference between right and wrong?"

Di Dongqing remained silent from the sidelines. Hearing these words, he felt very surprised, and instinctively raised his head to look at him.

But Ajin quickly retorted: "Of course, the barbarians invaded our homeland and slaughtered our brothers. Aren't they evil? Master Zhengqiu, you have a good heart to think so, but you don't know how much war is going on in northern Xinjiang. Cruel, the barbarians are not human at all, they are a group of devils, my parents are... just..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and Lu Zhengqiu immediately said: "Sorry, I was the one who made a slip of the tongue."

Although the Tianshui Gang's companions did not agree with her, they all showed approval.

Most of them have fought tough battles with the barbarians, and they will never forgive their original enemies easily.

Lu Zhengqiu sighed softly in his heart, and swallowed the rest of the words.

Fang Shiping then asked: "So you mean that the reason why no one can use the Devil's Cult is because of insufficient power?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded and said: "In order to keep her original spirit, Youying has to resort to many sinister techniques, such as the soul-moving technique."

Di Dongqing was surprised: "Soul transfer? Just like what they did when they lured Bai Yu?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded: "That's why the Demon Cult couldn't wait to find the Dragon Blood Vine and refine Fuyao Qingfeng, in order to select suitable candidates and transfer and fuse the soul. Yue Baiyu was one of them, not only the meridians in his body were infused with alien energy strength, even the mind has been eroded, extremely dangerous."

Fang Shiping was also very surprised: "Do you not hesitate to do this just to create combat power?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "Battle strength is one aspect. There are even more sensational claims. I don't know whether they are true or not."

"But it doesn't matter."

"It is rumored that the remaining spiritual power of Youying Primordial Spirit is not even enough to sustain his own life in this piece of China, so before his power declines, he has to complete the real soul-moving technique, completely reborn, doves occupy the magpie's nest, Borrow your body to be reborn."

As soon as he said a word, everyone was shocked.

Most of the members of the Tianshui Gang are down-to-earth martial arts practitioners, relying on rigorous efforts to accumulate cultivation, and some even come from famous families, who understand the difficulty of accumulating cultivation.

This kind of sorcery, which can be accomplished overnight, is really beyond their cognition.

Ah Jin gritted her teeth and said, "It doesn't matter if you get the fighting power, the borrowed person forgets even himself, is that still a human being? I don't want to become that kind of thing."

Fang Shiping comforted her and said, "That's natural. We will never agree with the devil's sect's crooked ways."

Si Yutong said from the side: "I am even more worried about the situation in the capital. If my uncle really joins hands with the Demon Cult, wouldn't the emperor's grandfather be in a precarious situation?"

No one could answer her question.

Everyone was silent when they suddenly heard the sound of water coming from the lake in the distance.

It was the sound of wooden oars beating the water surface, getting closer and clearer.

The brother standing guard at the bow of the boat suddenly turned his head and said in a panic, "Brother! There is a boat, a boat is coming!"