I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

When I woke up the next day, I looked at the salted-egg yolk-like morning sun on the top of the forest, and my nose felt sore—at last I saw the sun tomorrow, and Shen Zhiwei hadn't gotten up in the middle of the night to strangle me to death.

The bonfire is dead.I got up and jumped in place, wiped my face with two handfuls of snow, and pissed long, yellowish urine under the tree.

Shen Zhiwei was gone a long time ago, leaving a line of shallow footprints on the snow.

I followed the footsteps to an open area in the forest and saw him practicing.

The heroes in the novel are always successful once and for all in martial arts.Just like the college entrance examination, after passing the hurdle in June, I no longer need to read books, and every day is either drinking, singing, playing DOTA, or busy dating.

Only when I got here did I realize that this is not the case. Although the brothers and sisters of the Ying family and Shen Zhiwei are well-known figures, they practiced diligently every day and repeated a lot of basic routines, which made me feel ashamed to be lazy.On the way north, no matter how hard we worked, the four of us would go out before dawn, find places to practice, and only go back to meet at breakfast.Even after finding Chen Fang, there is only one person on shift every day to wait on him.

Peeping at people practicing martial arts is a big taboo in the world, but Shen Shiwei and I are considered to be from the same school, so it doesn't matter.I stomped on a few branches to remind him that I was coming.

He ignored me and galloped on his own, bringing up a cloud of snow powder.

The last time I saw him performing routines was half a year ago. At that time, Shen Shiwei looked like a prince in his purple clothes.Now, although I've turned into a muddy pig mangy dog ​​like me, it doesn't necessarily reduce the color, but adds a bit of unrestrained and unrestrained taste.

I remember reading Kyushu when I was a child, Jiangnan wrote about Xiang Kongyue, the son of a dragon, saying that even if he was stripped naked and thrown in a mud pit, the first farmer who met him would definitely send him respectfully to the nearest rich family, Ask if the family has lost the young master.

This probably refers to people like Shen Shiwei.

I opened my throat and coughed desperately.

Only then did Shen Zhiwei turn back in a hurry, and I don't know if it was intentional or not, and I was splashed with ice and dirt.

He smiled brightly: "Senior Brother Qin, don't you want to sleep a little longer? Why is it possible for Yizhi to come and see my younger brother practicing?"

I said: "Hey, didn't we make an agreement yesterday? I'm here to see Junior Brother Shen."

Shen Zhiwei raised his head to see where the sun was: "It's still early. Let me exercise with Senior Brother Qin."

Writing exercises, read as beating me, how can a saint be defeated by the same move twice?I laughed and said, "I've been hungry for a whole day and night, I'm dizzy, and I don't have the energy of Junior Brother Shen. Let's go find something to eat."

Shen Zhiwei said: "Professionalism is more about diligence than playfulness. I think Senior Brother Qin should not waste his time." He suddenly turned serious: "Besides, didn't Senior Brother Qin also agree to listen to me?"

I glared at him, and he smiled at me.

I groaned in my heart.I had to lift up my hem and go down to the flat ground.

Transform back to the gong and urge it to the dantian with a burst of energy, traveling around the eight meridians.If you are strong, you will lead, if you are weak, you will advance, and you will see the enemy first, and take advantage of the gap to attack the weak, so you are not limited to weapons, and your fists, palms and legs communicate with each other.

This set of principles is more convoluted in the formulas.

When I first heard it, I felt that it was similar to Dugu Nine Swords, so I asked Qin Heng emotionally: "Does it mean that no matter what tricks the opponent uses, he can defeat it by turning back?"

Qin Heng sighed: "What you think is beautiful. There are so many marvelous martial arts in the world, our patriarch, even a living god, can't predict all of them. But no matter how the moves and routines change, luck and power always follow the law. The way of transformation and return, the method of transformation and return is about the law." After a pause, he said in a more sad tone: "You should first train your muscles and bones to be more solid, and you can be more powerful when you encounter strong enemies. Take two hits."

I had a thousand question marks in my heart about this ancestral unique knowledge, until I saw Shen Shiwei's supernatural power on the day I broke through the encirclement.It turns out that turning back to Dafa is really good, when masters use it, their palms are like sharp edges, and their skirts are like axes. Even if it is an old man's music, Shen Zhiwei's copying is like a heavenly sword.

As soon as I played against Shen Zhiwei, I knew how gentle Qin Heng and his family were when they practiced with me.

Fortunately, the Liuxumen civil war is more like a battle of wits than a contest of martial arts.Pay attention to avoiding the real and attacking the false, relying on vigor to resolve, stick to, and counterattack, and I am no longer the same as Wuxia Ameng, so I actually matched him for twenty moves.

It's a pity that after twenty strokes, I was left with nothing but beatings.

But he refused to hit me straight away, and teased me like a cat catching a cockroach. The two of us tossed and turned, stepping on a clearing to reveal the black soil under the snow.

Shen Shiwei kicked up in a row, his left foot kicked away my sweeping leg, and his right foot kicked towards my knee.I hung my shoulders down and met with my elbows, but my foot plate was unstable and was already shaking.I'm afraid that before I can get his foot firmly, I'm going to throw a dog and eat shit first.But he retreated at the touch of a touch, floated and then retreated. According to the routine, I should also stand up and enter the next round with him.

It's a pity that the more I fight now, the more anxious I become. Evil comes from the guts, and I'm going to trick you, uncle!He reached out to grab his calf.There was nothing in this move, which made Shen Shi startled slightly.Taking advantage of his momentary foothold, I took the opportunity to punch the sky violently and move "Lonely Lingsu" horizontally.

This punch went straight to Shen Shiwei's face, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

Since he wants to keep his hands everywhere, I must do my best, otherwise how can I be worthy of his sportsmanship.

The fist was less than half an inch from the tip of his nose.

Every cell in my body was jumping for joy.

At the peak of my excitement, my fist was possessed and stopped abruptly regardless of my free will.

Looking up, Shen Zhiwei had returned to defense at some point and grabbed my elbow.

Facing the backlight, I saw a sneer on his face.Only then did he suddenly realize, with his skill, how could he be secretly recruited by Ye Luzi?It's clearly trying to show a loophole, and it's a joke to see me.

But even though the punches were broken, the energy I let out through gritting my teeth was still surging.

Suddenly, a huge force shot from the shoulder to the fist.When rushing through the three joints, you can almost hear three muffled sounds of "bobobo".This punch was already used up, but for some reason, like a shadow breaking free from my body, my fist unexpectedly rushed forward again under the restraint of Shen Shiwei.

boom!With a bang, his knuckles touched Shen Shiwei's flesh.

Before I had time to savor the feeling of victory, Shen Zhiwei immediately backed away, turning the hand holding my elbow, this force immediately turned around and counterattacked, my center of gravity was suddenly confused, and I spun strangely in the air like a flying top After several laps, he fell heavily to the ground.

When I got up, Shen Zhiwei was already in front of me, with red marks on his cheeks, he turned his face in time just now, my punch failed to make his nose bleed profusely.

Shen Shiwei touched his face in disbelief.

I bared my teeth and said with a grin: "Yo, brother, stop it, brother Shen, are you alright?"

Shen Zhiwei's face was livid: "...you can hit me?"

Although I don't know how many times my whole body hurts more than him, but the current situation is obviously I won, I patted the slush all over my body: "'Lonely Lingsu', I remember the trick of Shenmenhuahui? Come on, come on, Senior brother will show you again."

While pulling away from the horse, he punched left and right, and said in his mouth: "It's just such a punch..."

Before the words were finished, Shen Zhiwei already jumped up and grabbed my elbow, exactly the same as before.

It's just that this time I used all my breastfeeding strength, but I couldn't break free from his shackles.

Shen Zhiwei saw that my face was flushed and I wriggled around, finally let out a cold snort, and threw away my hand: "Brother Qin is lucky!"

I opened and closed my palms, and felt that my whole arm was like an electric shock. Although it wasn't too painful, it felt really weird. Could it be that I was too sad and angry under Shen Shiwei's lustful power, and opened up Ren and Du's two veins?He replied, "Huh? Didn't Junior Brother Shen hear a saying that luck is also a part of strength?——Let's fight, we should find something to eat and go."

But the question is, what is edible.

Although Shen Zhiwei is not a good-for-nothing dude, his outdoor survival skills are limited after all, not to mention that I, a city resident who can't tell the difference between wheat and wheat, can be regarded as hard to kill us.

The short grass growing near the ground was exposed in the snow, and there was thick moss beside the unfrozen running water. Once we even found a cluster of strange things that looked like mushrooms but felt like wood.

I urged Shen Zhiwei to try the moss. Firstly, I don’t have any poisonous moss in my impression, and secondly, F4’s martial arts skills are world-class, so how could it be brought down by moss? Shen Shiwei lied to me that the mushroom was a local special product, and even improvised a set Cooking methods and historical anecdotes.But until it got dark, neither of us would be fooled by the other, and in the end we both went to bed with empty stomachs angrily.

Fortunately, we are warriors, so we can carry more than ordinary people.It was not until the third day that a rabbit was caught.Although this is thinner than the little girl who lost weight in my time, it solved our urgent need.

I reluctantly sipped the smell of meat between my teeth, and asked Shen Shiwei: "Junior Brother Shen, how long are we going to be in the mountains?"

Shen Zhiwei said: "I can't go to the ferry anymore. I wanted to go west along the Wugan Mountain, but..." He was very gentle, and he chewed every rabbit bone just now, "but" he didn't say anything And Yu: "Let's go out of the mountain tomorrow."

I was overjoyed: "Great!"

Shen Zhiwei never saw me happy, so he sneered and said, "Senior Brother Qin, really feel good? After leaving the mountain, there is only one road to the court outside. This is the official road directly leading to Shangjing. People come and go, I don't know how many officials there are."

When we met along the way, we must have leaked the news, but how it leaked, even the most cunning and cunning Shen Shiwei couldn't come to a conclusion.But the previously planned route couldn't be taken anymore, so Shen Shiwei took me into the mountains and wandered around, and I didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that if we continue to turn, we will starve to death in the Daxue Mountain before falling under Zhengao's scimitar.

Shen Shi frowned slightly: "When we go to Chaoque Road tomorrow, if we are lucky, we may encounter a market, and it is best to get a horse. If there is no horse, we will bring supplies and go back to the mountain. I think I will continue eastward to Qibao first, and then go down to Xiaoping..." He picked up a charred stick to poke and draw on the ground.

I feel drowsy as soon as I start class, and my mind wanders off early.When I heard him call my name, I came back to my senses, and saw a road map on the mud floor with thousands of branches, like the interpersonal relationship tree of some soap opera.

Shen Zhiwei tossed the wooden stick away, and asked me in a tone of "that's it," "Senior Brother Qin, what else do you think?"

I gave him a Wang Baoqiang smile: "I have no opinion. Except not eating mushrooms, everything else is obedient."

After hearing my confession, Shen Zhiwei couldn't be more happy: "It's so good. Then senior brother Qin should go to bed earlier." After a pause, he added kindly: "I have to get up early to practice kung fu tomorrow."

Before noon the next day, we arrived at the mountain pass.

A plain stretched out among the mountains, revealing its blue-brown belly.A thin yellow line pierces into the sky, and the other end connects Dahan's heart to Beijing.

Chengque is assisted by the Three Qin Dynasty, and the wind and smoke look at Wujin.

The name of the road is Chaoque Road.

Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, then turned to me and said, "Senior Brother Qin, it's not a last resort, I didn't want to take such a risk. So..."

I hurriedly said: "So I promise not to cause trouble and not expose the target. I will hit wherever you point, and I will not hand the right paw if you tell me to give the left hand. Brother Shen, let's go quickly, and we can catch lunch if we meet people. .”

For lunch, we walked ten miles in one go, but we didn't see half a farm along the way.Occasionally, there were two fellow travelers, both of whom were hungry people as thin as awls, and were quickly left behind by us.

The most frightening thing is the scenery along the Dahan Expressway.

When I was on the mountain, I saw plains like rocks, which must be fertile fields.When I got on the Chaoque road, I saw the barren hazel and the abandoned hills, with shaggy clothes down to the waist, and there was no trace of anyone except the road.The two of us walked for more than ten miles, and the haunted scenery was still stretching. We had the determination and perseverance to accompany us to Shangjing.

I couldn't help but asked, "Why is the good land not cultivated? How many seasons has it been abandoned?"

Shen Zhiwei pretended to be surprised: "How many seasons? Not many seasons. I'm afraid it's only about seventy years." As soon as these words came out, he also seemed uncomfortable: "Doesn't Senior Brother Qin know what casting into the field is?"

I was wondering what his "seventy years" meant, and I hurriedly said: "As the name suggests, when the Han people entered the Central Plains, they rewarded the fertile land that the kings of all walks of life cast their officials on. Since it was the land cast by the lords, how could it be like this? ..."

Shen Shi smiled: "Of course it has to be like this. If it wasn't like this, how could Zhengao people find the scenery of their hometown in the Central Plains where the grass grows, eagles fly, and horses run and graze?"

I was surprised when I heard it, and remembered what Qin Heng said about the imperial court's intentional refusal to provide disaster relief: "You mean, the people of Zhengao deliberately abandoned good land and prevented people from planting crops in order to escape the falcons?"

Shen Zhi sneered slightly: "Humans? Except Zhengao people, the rest of the world are just two-legged beasts. Brother Qin has never been to the south." He suddenly lowered his voice: "But our luck is really bad."

The hairs on my back stand erect: "What do you mean?"

Shen Zhiwei said: "This land is quite wide, it should be the boundary of Zhengao's noble family. I'm afraid I may not be able to calculate the place where I came out of the mountain. We have already gone too far and produced the Seven Treasures. Senior Brother Qin, there are only two roads to choose now, one One is to turn back into the mountains, and the other is to continue forward, I don't think you want to go back..."

The chill in his eyes was a little lower than the temperature: "So you can see the place where you cast the field, and there must be nothing wrong."