Zi hate

No one knows when the Nanming Sect came into being. Only occasionally someone came out of the Xiyuan pass and saw that group of people practicing strange exercises, and some unpredictable rumors came back, but everyone only listened to the rumors and never took it to heart.

Fu Qiang was born in the poison nursery at the foot of the Nanmingjiao Mountain. As soon as he fell to the ground, the woman who gave birth to him turned into fertilizer in the nursery, leaving Fu Qiang lying on his poison-soaked corpse and crying loudly.

The leader of Nanming took him to Islam, and told everyone that the saint of Nanming lived up to everyone's expectations and introduced poison into her body from her womb. This child is not afraid of poison, and practicing the Qingming Kungfu will definitely be a great success.

It is difficult to practice Qingming Gong. People often die of poison at the beginning of the practice. Even if they are lucky enough to practice the first level, they have to drink poison every day or practice in the poison nursery every half month to guide the toxins in the body to flow smoothly along the meridians. Otherwise, it will be backlashed by the exercises and become the poisonous puppet who is covered in venom and loses consciousness.

Qingming Gong has nine levels. If you want to achieve great success, you must endure the toxins running and eroding in your body day and night. In addition, you must be careful to guard against distractions in practice.

Such a great success, no one dared to ask for extravagance.

But Fu Qiang was different, he was born with no fear of poison, he had not practiced Qingming, his blood was already highly poisonous, and he was exposed to the poisonous nursery by the leader.

Fu Qian met a thin old man here. The old man was over sixty years old, and he had only practiced the third level of Qing Ming Gong. , easily attracted Fu Qiang.

In this way, Fu Qiang has been following this old man every day since he can remember.

At that time, Fu Qian didn't have a name yet, so everyone called him Young Master.

The old man felt that it was strange to call such a big kid. When he asked the child that he didn't have a name yet, and he didn't know who his father was, the old man thought about it and decided to give him one.

The person surnamed Fu was once the tutor of the emperor, and he often preached the kingly way and the national way. Taking this surname as a surname has its own extraordinary expectations.

慊, meaning satisfaction, is the same as Yuqian, which means a little bit of humility.

That's how Fu Qian got his name. Although he doesn't talk about the common sense of the world, there is no such thing as the world's etiquette in Nanming. Even if he picks one at random... Forget it, the leader would definitely not want to pick one at random. .

The leader heard that the wild child had a name, and thought it was very good, and thought that Guanzhong had the habit of picking characters, so he asked the old man to give Fu Chen another word.

The old man thought for a while, and decided to use the word "hate", which means "satisfaction".

Fu Ji's childhood was not considered happy. Every day he either practiced poisonous kung fu or ate poisonous weeds, or soaked in poisonous water. Even though Fu Jiong was very talented and was made to practice this Qingming kung fu, he still felt pain and discomfort.

At this time, the leader was planning how to invade Guanzhong, and it was impossible for him to think so much about Fu Chen. Even if he said that Fu Chen would achieve great success, it was just talk.

The only one who cares about Fu Qiang is this old man, who wholeheartedly treats Fu Ying as a child, teaches him worldly etiquette, teaches him knowledge of morality, and teaches him how to obtain the pure land of one heart in Nanming.

However, the old man seemed to have forgotten that the leader of the sect, Fu Qiang, was not a good person, but an out-and-out devil in the world.

But people in the world naturally want to give him the best when raising children.

When Fu Qiang was seven years old, he had practiced Qingming Gong to the fourth level. In seven years, the old man had to practice hard for 20 years. This talent really cannot be explained in detail.

It was also this year that Nan Ming failed to invade Guanzhong for the first time. Fu Qiang and several elders were hidden early, and they waited for a long time before seeing the leader with a broken arm come back in embarrassment.

Nanming suffered heavy losses, and many members of the sect ran away, but Fu Qian was born in this sect, even though he was tired of practicing Qingming Gong, he had nowhere to go.

The leader hugged his severed arm and said to the little Fu Chen, you must avenge the leader and cut the person who used the sword under your hands.

Fu Qian wrote it down silently and asked the leader how to take revenge.

The leader told him that as long as he practiced Qingming Gong to great success, he would be invincible in the world, and revenge would come naturally.

Fu Qiang continued to ask, if the world was invincible, would he be able to do whatever he wanted?

The Master of Nanming felt that Fu Chen was indeed a malleable talent, and said with a smile: "Naturally, if the skill is great, you can do whatever you want, no one can stop you, even the world is at your fingertips."

Fu Qiang was very happy, thinking that he would not have to eat poisonous weeds to soak in poisonous water after he had achieved great power, and would not have to stay in Nanming any longer. Instead, he could travel to Guanzhong and experience the free life that the old man said.

However, the leader of Nanming didn't know what Fu Chen was thinking, and was still immersed in his big dream of spring and autumn.

Bai Sa woke up in a simple tent, looking at the steeple above his head, he felt that the scene seemed familiar. The fragrance of medicine came, and it was the familiar smell that he drank in Prince Ren's mansion.

Reluctantly turning his head, Bai Sa called out tentatively when he saw a person sitting there fanning a small pot, "Shang Yu?"

The man turned his head. Although Bai Sa was ready, she was still tongue-tied looking at the stranger.

"Uh...Fu..."

"If you're not used to it, just stick to the old way," said the other party, pouring out the medicine and walking to Bai Sa's bedside. "The name Shang Yu was given to me by the medical sage, so it's not fake."

Bai Sa took the medicine and looked at the man while drinking——

Eyebrows are like blades, eyelashes are like crow feathers.

Narrow eyes and thin lips, and paint under the eyes.

The face is picturesque, evil and handsome.

Modesty gentleman, stern and evil spirit.

It looks like a person in the painting, but it is Asura.

Comparing this in his heart, he is completely different from the old Mr. Qingjun who always had a smile on his face, and he looks very difficult to mess with. Bai Sa felt that he couldn't accept it in his heart.

It may be that Bai Sa looked at him for too long, and found that the other party was also looking at him with great interest.

It turned out that after seeing that look for a long time, he naturally didn't feel much, but now that he was looked at by such a charming guy, Bai Sa felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"What's wrong? It looks weird?"

Bai Sa saw Fu Qiang laughing, maybe because that face was a bit evil, and he also had an evil look when he smiled.

Hearing this, Bai Sa deliberated for a while, not knowing whether to use the attitude towards Shang Yu or the attitude towards strangers, and finally said: "Jun is very handsome, but he doesn't look like a good person."

Nothing beats Bai Sa's uprightness.

Fu Kemo suppressed his smile, and sat beside Bai Sa's bed, and the latter leaned in.

"What are you hiding, I'll show you the injury."

As he spoke, he grabbed Bai Sa's shoulder, saw the blood oozing from the wound on the other side, and frowned: "You have the guts to shoot a little more on your back, and you will live with the bed in your next life."

Bai Sa relaxed a little when he heard the familiar tone: "I know it in my heart."

"If you know what you're doing, you'd still want to eat those ten thousand arrows through your heart for me?" Fu Qiang raised his head, a little annoyed, "Do you think I'll feel at ease seeing you die for me in vain? Bai Sa, you are dead! A heart and a stone head go hand in hand."

Listening to Fu Qian's scolding, Bai Sa developed some strange emotions for no reason, which made him feel a little stuffy and heavy.

Is this person really as heinous and unforgivable as the world says?But if he is really that kind of person, how can he help the world and save people all the way.

If it is because of paying for sins, then this awareness is unparalleled in the world.

Fu Qian kept talking to himself, and the more he talked, the more angry he became, especially when the other party ignored him.

"Hello!" Fu Qian raised his head sharply, meeting Bai Sa's eyes, "Did you hear me?"

Bai Sa came back to her senses, and coughed lightly with guilt.

really!

"If you are so desperate in the future, I won't save you anymore," Fu Chen gritted his teeth, "I will weed your grave on the same day next year."

Bai Sa looked at Fu Chen's angry face and thought, how can such a person be the devil in the mouth of others?

"Mr. Shang," Bai Sa stretched out his hand to gently hold Fu Qiang's hand, looking at the unfamiliar face and finally regained some familiarity, "It's my good fortune to protect you, I was hurt for you, I... …willingly."

Fu Qian was taken aback for a moment, only to feel that the place where Bai Sa touched was burning up, burning all the way across his chest and up his cheeks.

He said he was willing.

Fu Kai opened his mouth, forgetting what he wanted to say, but saw Bai Sa's earnest, even pious expression.

He tried to see more emotions from Bai Sa's eyes, but he couldn't find them no matter how hard he looked.

Headache!Does this elm head know what he said?

Just at this moment, someone came in suddenly, it was Mu Heti and Su Li who had sex, and they didn't seem to be injured.

Fu Qian withdrew his hand calmly.

When they saw Shang Yu's changed appearance, the two of them were a little uncomfortable, but they got used to it after chatting a few words, and they got used to it faster than Bai Sa.

A few people chatted for a while first, and Su Li finally got back to business: "I also listened to what those people said earlier, although I don't know if it's true or not, but judging by their appearance, I'm afraid they won't let Mr. Shang go, I don't know What is Mr. Shang's next plan?"

Fu Qian was silent for a moment and looked at Bai Sa again, then turned his head and said, "Let's take a step for now, the most urgent thing is to wait for Bai Sa's injury to heal."

"Mr. Shang is right, but it is not a long-term solution for us to be stationed in this mountain." Su Li □□ paused, "If Mr. Shang doesn't dislike it, why don't you go north and leave the customs with us, although life in the desert is not very comfortable, But it’s still a safe place to go.”

Fu Qian didn't expect the other party to think so much for him, and felt a little moved: "Miss Su Li thinks so much, it's really touching."

"Mr. Shang, please don't say that," Su Li hurriedly waved her hands, "My husband is under the care of Mr. Shang's master, and my younger brother is treated by Mr. Shang. This is a great kindness. I still don't know how to repay it. How can I return it?" Dare to let Mr. Shang say these words."

"Miss Su Li, please don't be polite. It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded. I should do all of this," Fu Qiang said after a pause. I can't drag you into danger any longer, you can go back earlier, and I will find a way to solve the rest."

Su Li opened her mouth, but remained silent, knowing that resisting the teacher of the righteous way by herself is like hitting a stone with a pebble, and a mantis as a cart.

Seeing that Su Li did not leave after finishing speaking, Fu Qian knew that the other party had something to say, so he asked, "Miss Su Li, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Su Li hesitated for a moment, then sighed slightly: "It was the husband of the Nu family, Tuo Nu's family, who told you that he was Mr. Shang's master..."

However, before Su Li could finish speaking, Fu Qiang suddenly coughed violently. He felt tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe. After grabbing it, he fell beside Bai Sa's bed.

The author has something to say: The author of Salted Fish writes as he pleases, after watching Mo Xiao (ω<*?)