Old state

The small dwelling where the six people were at the beginning is now empty.

He put the child on the bed.

Yang Caiqiong stretched out a small hand and grabbed Yang Zigui's sleeve: "Don't you ask?

Yang Zigui tilted his head: "Why do you ask? Anyway, I will take care of you. Okay, lie down obediently, and I'll go light the fire. This room is too cold."

There was no fire all day, and the house was as cold as a cellar.

Yang Zigui frowned, the caves on Wuhui Mountain are warmer than this house.

He tossed and lit the fire first.

The room warmed up immediately, the child lay on the kang, watched him busy, and slowly closed his eyes.

He is really tired.

From the day he was taken away, he was always in fear. On the night of Wuhui Mountain, he was worried about Yang Zi's return to his body, so he didn't sleep all night.Just after dawn, he went to Qingtian Town, and had another thrilling encounter, which has continued until now.

It's okay to stay up all night, the key is that his mind has been hanging all the time, and now looking at Yang Zigui, it seems that he has recovered to normal, and has escaped from danger. In addition, the things he had been worrying about were easily solved by Yang Zigui , the eight-year-old child finally let go of his worries and had a good night's sleep.

Yang Zigui boiled water and came back to give the child a bath, when he saw the pale child huddled together and fell asleep.

Yang Caiqiong was originally young and not too tall, but now she huddled together and looked even smaller, watching Yang Zigui's heart suddenly soften.

However, if the wound was left untreated, he might not be able to bear the mud and blood sticking to it like this.

But he slept so soundly that he couldn't bear to wake him up.

Yang Zigui gently unbuttoned his clothes.

It's just a layer of unlined clothing, but it's mixed with mud and stuck to his body. No matter how careful he moves, it hurts Yang Caiqiong.

Yang Caiqiong opened her foggy eyes, looked at him and said softly, "It hurts."

Yang Zigui suddenly felt that his heart had been stabbed!

He made up his mind: "Hey, the slower it is, the more painful it will be. Just bear with it, and it will be fine in a while."

His voice was unprecedentedly gentle, the child bit his lower lip, lowered his head and nodded slowly twice.

Yang Zigui took a deep breath, he actually felt nervous.

In his life, he can be regarded as a man of the hour, a big devil who disturbed the peace and tranquility of more than a dozen sects of the righteous way in Kyushu.

First it was Xanadu for more than ten years, then he started to flee everywhere, the whole Kyushu pursued and intercepted him, and then it was that battle, he became famous in the first battle, and his vicious reputation spread throughout the Kyushu continent, and then, it was the process of rebuilding the Demon Cult , He tried his best to find most of the things and most of the people back then, and then, as the mascot of the Demon Cult, he started a boring life of eating and waiting to die.

Think of him as a generation of heroes all his life?Or, a generation of devils?In any case, he can be regarded as a big man who stomps his feet and trembles in the martial arts world. For the first time in his life, he knows what nervousness is, and he is actually healing a child.

But this kid is really amazing.

A few days ago, I was still in an arrogant state where I was fearless, no matter who you were, you would go far away. After being beaten, I actually learned to act like a baby.

The leader silently commented: Well, it spreads pretty well, not sticky or greasy, but it hurts a lot.

Ignoring the wretched little man in his heart, Yang Zigui gritted his teeth, held the child in his arms, and quickly tore off the piece of clothes.

The child must have been in pain.

Yang Zigui felt the body in his arms trembling all the time.

But he stiffened and didn't cry out, not even a muffled grunt.

Yang Zigui patted him on the shoulder: "Don't hold back, cry if you want, scream if you want."

Yang Caiqiong looked up at him: "It's so unmanly, I want to be a strong man."

Yang Zigui couldn't help laughing, what an eight-year-old boy said about masculinity is really cute.He looked into his eyes seriously: "Who did you hear that you can't cry if you are a man? A man is to protect the person he wants to protect. Whether he can cry has nothing to do with a man."

Yang Caiqiong also looked back at him seriously: "What about you? Will you cry?"

Yang Zigui winked at him: "Of course." He put his hand on the child's lips: "Keep it secret."

"Then, hook."

Yang Zigui stretched out his little finger childishly, and hooked the child's little finger.

Yang Zigui went to the doctor at night and carefully showed the child the wound.

In fact, they are all flesh wounds, but they have not been healed for a long time, and they look terrible.But because it is winter, the festering is not too serious.

After administering good medicine and coaxing the child to sleep, Yang Zigui had time to take a closer look at the internal force in his body.

This is the first time he encountered such a situation, how to gather the internal force flowing in the flesh and blood, how to cultivate, these are all problems.

He tried to meditate, and found that he could gather his internal energy, but after flowing it twice in the meridian, it dispersed into the flesh and blood again.

But it didn't affect his fight.

The dead copper mask can attest to that.

Not only does it not affect it, but it is even more powerful.

He tried several times, and found that the current internal force seemed to be different.

how to say?

He rubbed his chin, it seemed that the total amount of internal power had grown, and it was even more brutal.

Internal strength has attributes. To put it simply, it is the difference between Taijiquan and Arhat Fuhuquan, soft and strong.

What Yang Zigui originally cultivated was the internal force of the rigid attribute, which is also an attribute of the internal force of the Demon Cult.

But there is a difference between just and just.

For example, if his original steel was compared to a rusty kitchen knife, the current steel is like a sharp edge that has just been polished.

It is still the kind of sharp blade that blows hair and breaks hair, and cuts iron like mud.

The child has already told him about Dr. Wei's medicinal herbs and the disappearance of the old man. It should be the effect of the medicinal herbs, but what kind of medicinal herbs can have such an effect?Yang Zigui didn't have a clue.

Regardless of whether the change in internal force is good or bad, he cannot change it.

But it's a good thing to say.

Because of what the silver mask who waited for him in Wang's garden before said, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the days to come. It doesn't matter if his internal strength is stronger, he can better protect the child.

However, it is also time to teach children some kung fu.

Yang Zigui originally wanted to find a reliable and decent hero for the child to take him with him, but now it seems that his strange physique means he is an enemy of the whole world.

Who knows what is going on in the heart of the decent hero.

But he is even more worried about the evil faction!

After much deliberation, teach yourself.

He didn't sleep all night, thinking about which martial arts he had learned were suitable for children, so he came out silently to him.

At dawn, a pile of books several feet high was silently produced.

Life after the child is not easy.