[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

How to kill a first-rank expert?This is actually a very simple question.

Because everyone knows the answer - become a master.

As long as you become a master level master, killing a few first ranks is an easy matter.

But the question is, how do two third-rank kill one first-rank?

The answer is still terribly simple, only three words - "impossible".

If there are two hundred third-ranks at a time, maybe one or two stupid first-ranks can be piled up. As for two third-ranks?What are you kidding?

But when it comes to life and death, even if it is impossible, it must be made possible.

"There is no poison in this world that can directly kill a first-grade master, because any poison must have a process from invading the human body, to attacking, to causing death. The most basic thing for a martial arts practitioner is to know and control his own body Freedom. A master of the first rank, even if he has not yet achieved the invulnerability of a hundred poisons and the indestructibility of the diamond, he will detect it as soon as the poison invades the body or causes damage, and expel it from the body - the reason why benzoin can be silent The reason why benzoin is used on masters is that it is actually mild and harmless, so similarly, it is of limited use in killing people, unless, like Chen Zun, he used his incompatibility when he first came into contact with benzoin. Kill him in between, but obviously impossible."

"Actually, there is absolutely no poison that can kill Yipin, but it is very difficult to get such a thing."

"We are not his opponents in a head-on confrontation, we can only rely on surprise attacks."

"If you want to make a surprise attack, you must completely restrain your breath without him being vigilant, and get close to a very close distance... Otherwise, with his perception and reaction speed, even if he bursts out suddenly three feet away, it will be nothing like declaring war face to face. the difference."

"The two of us grew up in the water town, and we fished and touched shrimps since we were young. We must be better at water than Tang Ao... Maybe we can trick him into the water for a fight."

"However, in terms of breath length, a first-rank master is far from being comparable to the two of us. If we drag him into the water, we must be the first to drown."

"The river here is not deep enough, the water surface is not wide enough, and lotus leaf duckweed is everywhere on the water surface. For a first-grade master, no matter whether it is in the water or underwater, they can escape at any time."

"..."

Under the night sky, Fang Mo and Fang Wei lay down and sat together, chewing the slightly bitter but faintly fragrant grass roots in their mouths, chatting without saying a word.

They are not dismantling each other and vetoing each other's ideas, but in this way, they can see the situation more clearly in order to find a suitable breakthrough point.

So far, however, they still haven't found a path that even seems feasible.

Seems like a dead end.

Fang Wei spat out the grass roots that had been sucked dry by him, and sighed: "Maybe what the two of us should do now is to find a deep mountain forest and hide ourselves like a tortoise, and then practice hard every day to become the best of the best. Tang Ao, who is still a formidable master, finally came out of the mountain grandly, and beat him until his mother didn't even recognize him!"

Fang Mo lazily said: "Okay, then shall we leave now?"

"Go to hell!" Fang Wei pulled another piece of grass, bit it fiercely, and said viciously: "Just look at us walking aimlessly like this, and we didn't forget to hide our traces in the middle. If we can be found by him, you know He has excellent tracking skills. Now that he is gone, he will die even more ugly when he recovers from his injuries! Damn it! If you can’t think of a way to do it, who will I be afraid of when I grow up so big? Even God can’t starve me to death! Ugh , Xiao Mo, are you really helpless?"

The last sentence of the rhetoric was too abrupt, Fang Mo was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and burst out laughing.

Fang Wei resentfully said: "Well... it's better to be alive if you can live."

Fang Mo jumped up and said: "The old ancestor said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle. We have finished half of it anyway, so let's go. He should settle down by now. Let's go to the spot."

Fang Wei laughed and said, "That's right, we've even completed the half of knowing each other after stepping on it, and we'll win even if we don't fight hahaha... Let's go!"

Even in the face of a dead end, it is difficult to find the slightest bit of decadence on the faces of these two teenagers. Their attitude towards life and death has always been clear: since they have come to this world for a while, if they can live, they must work hard. If they really have to die, That's nothing special either.

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Half an hour later, the two stood at the entrance of the town and looked at each other.

"Xiao Mo, you heard it right, did he really leave?"

Fang Mo glanced at him angrily, ignoring him.

Since he was a child, his five senses have been far more sensitive than ordinary people, especially after practicing martial arts. He can smell even ordinary smells, let alone his own original benzoin?

Fang Wei said: "I mean, will he stay here, but the changed clothes and the like will be brought into the carriage?"

Fang Mo said: "I put benzoin on the hilt of his sword. Once this fragrance is applied, it lasts for three days. Since he has used that sword before, even if he throws it away, the smell on his body will last for three days. Guilt cannot be removed unless it is covered with other scents...but I can smell anything that can cover up the smell of benzoin. Most importantly, why does he have to do this?"

"Really," Fang Wei believed in Fang Mo's judgment, and muttered, "If you're injured, why don't you find a place to recuperate? Why are you running around? Trouble!"

He was talking about trouble, but his tone was much more relaxed... Knowing that such an evil spirit has left, no matter who it is, it is inevitable that anyone will breathe a sigh of relief.

"This direction is Yongcheng," Fang Mo said, "Maybe there is his hiding place there, or there is some elixir for healing?"

Fang Wei thought for a while, and said decisively: "We will also go to Yongcheng!"

He also explained: "We have two paths now, either flee for our lives, or fight back. If we fight back, it is naturally where he goes and where we go. If we run for our lives, if we don't want people to find them, we should hide them in rice." In the tank, if it’s water, you should hide in the sea, and if it’s people, you should get into the crowd! Yongcheng is one of the three major cities in the north, and it is under Tang Ao’s eyes. It is a dark type under the lamp. It's best to go. Anyway, let's go first and play by ear."

Fang Mo nodded: "Then go to Yongcheng."

Anyway, at least we have a temporary direction of action, Fang Wei stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "Let's go to the richest family in the town and borrow a comfortable carriage. Rest and recuperate. Ha, let alone, your medicine for suppressing internal injuries is really good. I ran all the way, and not only did my injuries not get worse, but I felt that they were getting better unconsciously... Xiaomo, I think we shouldn't have secretly If you sell benzoin, if you sell medicine, you will have developed a long time ago."

Fang Mo said: "The benzoin sold is just your leftover scraps, so I won't waste my time on such frivolous things as making money." If time is used to make money...he doesn't want it.

Fang Wei asked, "Then where do you spend your time?"

Fang Mo counted on her fingers: "Basking in the sun, sleeping, reading scripts, planting flowers, testing medicine..."

Fang Wei stared at the sky speechlessly, and sighed bitterly.

The two of them were talking, but they didn't stop on their feet. Fang Wei pointed casually and said, "Let's just go to this one. You can tell that it's very rich."

As usual, Fang Mo was watching the wind outside, while Fang Wei went to steal a car and a horse. In fact, stealing was not counted as stealing. He put a piece of gold ingot, enough to buy two carriages, on the stake that tied the horse. As far as the depth is concerned, anyone who is astute will not dare to publicize this matter everywhere, let alone they have not suffered a disadvantage.

After leaving the door, Fang Wei greeted triumphantly: "Get in the car and get in the car, don't you see that I have a good eye? It is spacious and stable, and there are thick cushions inside. It is the most comfortable! You go to rest for a while, exercise your energy and adjust your breath , You can replace me when I get tired."

Fang Mo jumped into the carriage, sat down beside him, and said, "There's no need to change back and forth, I'll just drive the carriage."

Fang Wei said: "What's so arguable about this? Let you rest and rest!"

Fang Mo asked, "Can you heal your injuries while driving the car?"

"Ha!" Fang Wei laughed and said, "It seems like you can do it."

Fang Mo took it for granted, "I can!"

Fang Wei stared at him in disbelief: "Huh?"

Unintentional and invisible, endless life, internal and external integration, self-contained world... This is something that only great masters can do, right?

Fang Mo didn't know what he was thinking, stretched out his right hand, and said, "Look."

Fang Wei looked at him stupidly, and said in a daze: "Hands are very beautiful... Uh, the copper plate is also very new, what's wrong?"

Fang Mo glanced at him like a fool, and then moved his fingers like a butterfly piercing flowers. Although the movements were fast, they gave people a sense of leisure and contentment. Coupled with that extremely beautiful hand, it was very pleasing to the eye.The cyan copper plate jumped and tossed between his jade-like fingers, as if it would fall down at any moment, but it never escaped from the control of that hand.

With a flick of his finger, Fang Mo lifted the copper plate up and held it in the palm of his hand, saying: "When I first started playing with the copper plate, I had to concentrate on it. If there was any movement around, the copper plate would fall off. Afterwards, no matter where I was, as long as I If you want to play, you can play very well... Now, I can play while chatting, eating and reading, and it will not fall off no matter what I do."

Fang Wei blinked and said, "I know..."

But does that have anything to do with what they said?

Fang Mo said: "Actually, isn't it the same when practicing internal strength? At the beginning, you have to be in a quiet room, concentrating and calming your breath. If you are not careful, your breath will go wrong. At the slightest, you will vomit blood and get injured, and if you are serious, you will go crazy. Afterwards, you will become proficient. On a boat, in a car, anywhere, and then, you can practice while sitting, lying down, or walking... When you reach the realm of a great master, walking with inner breath becomes an instinct like breathing, which runs automatically all the time.

"You know that I don't like practicing martial arts, especially internal exercises. It's terrible to concentrate on doing such boring things, but my illness must be recuperated with internal strength, so I had to use a tricky method..."

Fang Wei wondered if he had auditory hallucinations, or this kid was crazy.Which martial arts practitioner in the world doesn't know that internal strength depends on practicing calligraphy. How can one take advantage of this kind of thing?How dare you play tricks?But he was very clear that Fang Mo would never lie to him about this kind of thing-this kid, he must have gone crazy long ago, right?

Just listen to Fang Mo continue: "Of course I can't turn myself into a great master overnight, but there are some things that can be practiced."

Fang Wei's fateful interface: "For example?"

"For example, I deliberately read the scriptures while exercising, and sleep while practicing... At the beginning, sometimes when I was about to finish reading a book, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to practice, or I turned over the scriptures several times. Page, from the first word to the last word, but I don’t know what is written on it...It gradually got better later on.”

Fang Wei stared at the sky speechlessly: Can internal force really be played like this?

He asked again: "Since you practice so...'diligently', why is your internal strength so poor?"

Fang Mo thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because I practice the meridian map?"

Fang Wei was taken aback: "What, what meridian diagram?"

Fang Mo said: "Huojiabao's internal strength cannot be passed on to the outside world, so when you get older, every time you go to perform tasks somewhere, you like to collect some inner strength and mental methods and bring them back to me. I don't like any of these mental methods, but After superimposing their exercise routes, I found it very familiar, very similar to the meridian map handed down by my family. So I simply practiced the meridian map... I spent almost half a year in order to study the correct way of internal strength Time. Ordinary inner strength methods only need to operate on a few main meridians. I practiced this, and all the meridians, large and small, have to go, so of course it will be slow. But although the inner strength cultivated in this way is weak, it can It lasts a long time, and the recovery is very fast."

Fang Wei broke down and said, "So that day you suddenly told me that you figured out how to practice your family-inherited mental method, which actually refers to this Laoshizi meridian diagram?"

Fang Mo nodded and said, "Yes!"

He added: "I originally wanted to teach you the method of one mind and two tasks, but at the beginning every time I was distracted, I would lose my breath. Fortunately, I have just started practicing. If I lose my breath, I will be fine. At that time you The internal strength has already established a certain foundation, if there is a problem, it will be a big trouble, so I didn't say anything."

"So you've been slacking off from practicing internal strength from the very beginning? Ah bah, no, that's not the point!" Fang Wei said angrily, "The point is that during that time you were always sick, coughing and vomiting blood every now and then. I even fell into a coma a few times, but it's not a relapse of the old illness at all, but something wrong with the practice?"

And it still goes wrong every day!

Fang Mo let out an "ah" and admitted it.

Fang Wei broke down and said, "Why don't you tell me these things!"

He has always felt that although his brother is a little willful, he has always been calm and reliable in major matters, and now it seems - calm ass!Reliable ass!This kid has no bottom line when he becomes self-willed!

Internal strength!What an important thing, if you are not careful, it will kill you, who is not careful?As a result, this kid, this kid... the way of practicing kung fu is messed up, and the way of practicing kung fu is even more messy!

But I heard Fang Mo take it for granted: "What is there to say? I didn't tell you what scriptures I read every day, what incense I mixed, and what medicine I made, didn't I?"

Fang Wei said frantically, "How can this be the same?"

Fang Mo said: "Why is this different?"

"You..." Fang Wei was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, stretched out his finger and poked Fang Mo's head hard, put the riding whip into his hand, and said angrily, "I'm going to practice kung fu to heal my injuries!"

Fang Mo took the whip, sat up a bit, and muttered softly: "There is no difference at all!"

I really don't know why he is angry, what is there to say about this kind of daily life?

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Although Fang Mo could heal his injuries while driving the car, Fang Wei climbed out of the car after a while and let him go to sleep for a while.

Fang Mo didn't refuse, and fell into a deep sleep not long after he went in. Anyway, he has practiced martial arts to their level, and he can fully recover after sleeping for an hour or two a day. If he doesn't rest, Fang Wei will definitely not feel at ease.

While sleeping soundly, suddenly the carriage shook and the carriage came to a sudden stop.

Fang Mo was almost thrown to the ground, rubbed his eyes and opened the car curtain: "What's wrong?"

Then he froze, blinking blankly, a little confused about the situation in front of him.

I saw a little girl dressed as a maid standing on the shaft of the carriage, holding a long sword with a cold light in her hand, and the tip of the sword was pointing at Fang Wei's throat. Seeing someone lift the curtain of the carriage, she hurriedly shouted: "Don't move around, or I'll kill him!"

Fang Mo looked at the little girl, then at Fang Wei: What are you doing?

Fang Wei said helplessly: "Heroine, are you mistaken? In this world, there are only people who kidnap the driver to blackmail the coachman. How can there be any reason to kidnap the coachman to blackmail the master?"

The little girl showed hesitation, and after shaking the tip of the sword twice, she pointed firmly at Fang Wei and said angrily: "You are not a good person at first glance, and you even betrayed your master! If you dare to talk too much, I won't kill you!" !"

Fang Mo burst out laughing.

He naturally saw that the little girl kept yelling to kill people, but in fact she didn't have the slightest intention to kill, otherwise he wouldn't be awakened only after the car stopped, and the tip of her sword was half a foot away from Fang Wei, far away from threatening him. It's far from it!

Fang Wei, who was "not a good person", sighed. The experience of this little girl is really "amazing", and she didn't realize that the reaction of the two of them was not normal until now.

"What are you laughing at?" The little girl said angrily, "Get out of the car! Everyone get out of the car!"

Fang Mo blinked, looked at Fang Wei, Fang Wei said: "Sorry, lady, we have to hurry, I really can't give you this carriage."

The little girl stomped her feet and said, "I'll kill you if you don't get out of the car! Hurry up!"

There is no agreement here, Fang Wei shrugged and was about to make a move when he heard a gentle and pleasant voice: "Xiao He, don't mess around."

The tone is calm and gentle, which makes people feel good.

The two looked for their reputation, and saw two slim figures standing under the moonlight, another little girl with a Yaoqin on her back, and a masked woman in white standing by the side of the road. Yifu said: "You two abrupt young masters, it's our fault. It's just that the little girl is in a hurry, can you please help me?"

After speaking, he took out a gold hairpin from his sleeve, and the girl named Xiao He jumped off the shaft, took the gold hairpin and handed it to Fang Wei, snorting coldly: "This hairpin can be exchanged for ten of your carriages, it's cheap for you Already!"

Fang Wei shook his head and said, "We also have urgent matters, so I'm afraid we won't be able to take advantage of this advantage."

Xiao He said angrily: "You..."

The woman in white interrupted: "Since that's the case, don't bother the two young masters...please."

Pull Xiao He together, let's get out of the way together.

Xiao He anxiously said: "Girl! How can you travel without a carriage? When they find that we are gone at dawn, they will definitely take us back! No, even if I die, I can't watch you being sent to that kind of cannibalism." place!"

The woman in white said lightly: "If there is anyone who cannibalizes people, I will naturally be able to live well as others."

"No!" Xiao He stomped her feet, threw off the girl in white, rushed to the carriage and said, "Please, please sell us the carriage? Or give us a ride... As long as we reach the town ahead, we Just go on your own way... I beg you!"

Fang Mo and Fang Wei looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes: If these three people really come up to rob, they will naturally beat them up, and they won't have any sympathy, but now it's true I can't bear to leave these girls behind in the middle of the night and ignore them... If it's just a ride, it doesn't seem to be impossible.

Fang Mo opened the curtain of the car and said, "Come up and talk about it."

But he got out of the carriage and sat beside Fang Wei.

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, thanked him overjoyed, but as if she was afraid that he would regret it, she hurriedly turned around and helped the woman in white to get into the carriage, she was the last one to jump into the carriage, Fang Mo smiled sweetly and said: "You are really a good person. "

He snorted heavily at Fang Wei again before getting into the carriage.

Fang Mo burst out laughing again.

Among the three girls, the girl in white and the other little girl were very silent, only Xiao He was careless, Fang Wei teased her a few words, then completely let go of that bit of grievance, and started to talk endlessly.

Only then did Fang Wei realize that the fire pit she was talking about was not the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, but the current Long Live—Emperor Chang.

The girl in white is named Feng Guan'er, and she is the concubine daughter of Feng Yi, the guard of Yongcheng. Her mother was originally a well-known talented woman in the local area. .His mother insisted on not being a concubine, and after several times of entanglement, she made a quiet outer room outside. At first, her affection was still there for a few days, but after Feng Yi was transferred to another place, it gradually faded away.Later, Feng Yi simply forgot about the mother and daughter, until the death of Feng Wan'er's mother, he didn't even take a look.

Half a month ago, the Feng family suddenly sent someone over, saying that the outside world is not peaceful now, and Feng Wan'er has reached the age to talk about marriage, so she should be taken to her side and so on.They originally thought it was a great thing, but who knew that it was near Yongcheng that they got the truth out of the mouth of the mother sent by the aunt—it turned out that because of the rebellion of the governor of Zhongzhou, Emperor Chang was worried about the guards everywhere. Everyone knows that the imperial decree ordering Feng Yi to send his daughter into the palace as a servant is actually a hostage.

If it were different from the past, this matter would not be a good thing, but it is not a bad thing, but now that Emperor Chang is dying, wouldn't sending his precious daughter to him mean death?But at this time, the surrounding situation is uncertain, and it is not dare to violate the holy order.At this time, Feng Yi's wife in the main room thought of Feng Wan'er, a maidservant - anyway, the imperial decree didn't say which daughter it was.

The three daughters were shocked after hearing this, got Mammy completely drunk, and then managed to escape.

Fang Wei asked, "Do you have somewhere to go?"

Xiaohe said: "There are still people in our young lady's mother's family, but they broke off because of anger that the lady became a concubine. Later, the lady passed away, and the lady was still young, so the contact was resumed. Thanks to the care of the uncle and the master, the lady can be peaceful An An is growing up!"

Fang Wei said weakly: "Do you think that if you suddenly disappeared, would they go to your uncle and master? And if they wanted to hunt them down, how could you three girls escape such an obvious target?"

Xiao He was stunned for a while, and said: "Then what should I do?"

Fang Wei rolled his eyes and said with a low smile: "Your lady is covering her face when she travels in the middle of the night. Not many of those people have seen her face?"

Xiao He said in a daze: "Only the nanny has seen it...but there was a portrait sent to Madam earlier."

Fang Wei laughed and said, "That's easy... There are countless things like portraits. Those painters can paint sows as Diao Chan!"

"Hey!" Xiao He said displeased: "What are you talking about, my girl is beautiful, who is the sow?"

Fang Wei hugged Fang Mo's shoulders with a smile, and said, "How could your lady be a sow? It should be Diao Chan. The sow I'm talking about is of course... my Xiaomo!"

Fang Mo immediately reacted and said angrily, "Why don't you become a sow?"

Fang Wei said with a smile: "Even if I am a pig, I can only be a public servant, so I have to wrong you!"

Xiao He was still at a loss, the woman in white said "ah", and said in a low voice, "Could it be that... you have wronged this young master too much?"

Xiao He said: "That's right, this son is so good-looking, how can you say that he is a sow? I think you are a pig!"

Fang Wei burst into laughter, and was kicked off the carriage by an angry Fang Mo.