I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

That is Feng Heng?The clever, kind and beautiful Feng Heng described in the Legend of the Condor Heroes with just a few strokes?

It's too nonsense, he only saw a scheming woman in the house with eyes above the top, although she was indeed pretty and intelligent, but he couldn't imagine that this person was the one who was born in the legend except for giving birth to a child. The omnipotent Huang Yaoshi's beloved woman all his life.

It’s really surprising. It seems that Jin Yong has tried his best to tell the rest of the characters in his writing, but in fact there are no real characters. He can barely remember three, one is both righteous and evil, extreme but infatuated. Xia Xueyi, one is Dugu Qiubai who created the Dugu Nine Swords, and the other is Huang Yaoshi's beloved wife Feng Heng who has never forgotten Huang Yaoshi.

How could the person who could stand side by side with those two be the one he saw?

It's not that he has any superfluous thoughts, it's that he has already fallen into such a miserable situation, if he meets a bad mistress who has a lot of opinions on him, well...then he can only continue the tragedy.

It's not timidity, I really don't want to waste time on these useless things. For him now, the most important thing is to practice hard and strive to stimulate the martial arts of this body. After all, this body can be regarded as a martial arts master. He himself has never practiced these mysterious martial arts, but with Mo Kuangzi's instinct, he can probably recover to a seven or eight.What's more, he still holds the secret book in his hand, no matter what, he will not be worse than now.

He couldn't help but deepen his idea of ​​quickly connecting martial arts back. He was so active, in fact, to save a lot of inconvenience without martial arts in the future. After all, this is a world of martial arts that speaks with fists, not to mention...

Thinking that in the future he might be bullied and abused by vicious and perverted mistresses like those maids in wealthy mansions, Mo Yan shivered shiveringly, and then twitched his mouth, well, he had to admit, as a The thoughtful captain, who accompanied the only female compatriot in their team to watch the drama of Gong Dou Zhai Dou... really wasn't a good choice.

A gust of sea breeze blew in, interrupting Mo Yan's wild thoughts. When he looked up, he found that this place was already close to the coast, and the peach grove had come to an end.No matter what, the vast ocean will always drive away the haze and make people broad-minded. Mo Yan ran a few steps quickly, dropped the bamboo basket, stretched his arms as hard as he could, took several deep breaths, and couldn't help but feel comfortable all over his body , refreshed.

Looking at the boundless sea, even if he is sad and at a loss, he can't help but feel a sense of pride and ambition. You must know that since he was over 25 years old, even if he has always held the responsibility of the country on his shoulders, even if he is broken No matter how difficult a major case is, it is rare for a fledgling kid to have such passion.

When he lowered his head and happened to see a piece of broken stone under his feet, Mo Yan suddenly became interested. He picked up the flat piece of stone polished by sea water, and put it in a serious posture. With force, I saw the stone flakes shooting obliquely towards the sea.

'Boom! '

"..."

Hearing a dull sound of falling into the water, Mo Yan stood up uncomfortably, and looked around in embarrassment. After a while, he remembered that there was no one around, no one would see his embarrassment, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and complained secretly I was so overwhelmed just now that I forgot that what I am least good at is this nonsense.At that time, the team passed by the seaside after the task, and everyone went to the sea to play for a while on a whim. Liu Zi, the skinny monkey, proposed to make a fool of himself. He agreed because he was curious, but the miserable battle situation made him, the ever-victorious general, feel embarrassed. Never played this game again!

Although he was ridiculed by those bad boys for a long time, he took revenge without mercy. Thinking of the task report that the culprit, Liu Zi, could definitely copy off his hands for three days, Mo Yan felt relieved and almost forgot about it. Sometimes he was in the same predicament again, but...

"Puff~" A suppressed short laugh interrupted Mo Yan's resentment, he looked up and couldn't help being surprised, 'Why are you here? '

Seeing the astonishment in Mo Yan's eyes, the mute who was watching from the crevice of the rock couldn't help laughing even more happily, "I'm blowing the sea breeze, so I'm here to pick you up." Scratching on the ground with his hands, he explained to Mo Yan in a rare good mood.

He must have seen it all... Seeing Du Yi's innocent expression, Mo Yan's eyelids twitched wildly, forget it, why bother to have the same knowledge as these ancients, isn't it just a joke?What's the big deal?Who stipulates that if a man is a man, he has to be a fool!

Perhaps it was because the angry atmosphere around Mo Yan was too obvious, and Yayi finally stopped laughing wisely. At this time, Yayi seemed a lot more approachable, but the coldness and indifference from the first meeting were not left at all. It's a little milder.

However, Mo Yan was not so naive as to think that this was real gentleness. Thinking of the chill when they first met, Mo Yan knew that a person with that kind of momentum would never be a gentle person, but now he and that dumb There is no conflict, so why should he bother himself.

Ignoring Mo Yan who was standing on the side thinking thoughtfully, he picked up a small piece of broken limb and wrote on the ground, "I didn't expect you to do it so fast. You must know that other people did it three days ago. The adaptation period was extremely hard, how can you be so leisurely and enviable as you.But it's not too early now, so let's go back with me as soon as possible, just as I'm a little hungry now. '

——Actually, having said so much, the last sentence is the key!

However, the agreement that has already been negotiated, Mo Yan will not be shameless, and after doing a few stretching exercises, Mo Yan reluctantly backs up a few steps, picks up the bamboo basket that is still on the ground, and pretends to leave.

I felt something knocking on my shoulder, but when I turned around, I found that Yayi was looking at me provocatively with a few stone flakes upside down. Before he could ask anything, I saw Yayi in an extremely casual posture. , then heard the sound of 'bang bang bang', and the stone flakes quickly smashed out several water splashes. Mo Yan probably counted them, and there were a total of 23!

—— Nima, is this still a human being!He has only seen twelve at most!Just these twelve are the result of that guy Liu Zi's extraordinary performance!

The expression on Mo Yan's face is still calm, but his heart is already extremely Spartan...

The sun was slightly to the west, and according to Mo Yan's many years of experience, it was about four o'clock, so he stopped talking nonsense and honestly followed the high-spirited dumb one, and the two left the peach grove behind the island owner's house along the original road. When the two returned to the dumb servant's residence, it was just after Shen time.

Impatiently holding up the rice paper and urging it over and over again, Mo Yan put down the tools in his hand expressionlessly, washed his hands quickly, and went to cook helplessly.

Could it be that the meaning of his life is to become a cook?Mo Yan put a lot of mushrooms, and it seems that he can foresee the colorful life in the future: a bully island owner, an island owner's wife who is always watching for trouble, a group of island owner's apprentices who don't know how to behave, a bunch of island owners waiting to be fed. master servant...

——It's all island owners... your sister's island owners!

After finally cooking the meal, except for him and Yayi, only one person came in rushing for the meal. Mo Yan watched him silently filled a bowl of rice and sat in the corner to eat it on his own. I really don't have much feeling for this kind of puppet who seems to have no feelings, so I ignore it.

Instead, he looked at Yayi who was eating Zhenghuan beside him, and asked curiously, 'Why is there only one person here?What about the others?Not eating here? '

Ya Yi's foodie behavior at this time completely ruined his charming uncle face, and his eyes were no longer sharp. He squeezed out a moment of leisure in his busy schedule, saw the tea that Mo Yan had just used for writing, and imitated Mo Yan's casual writing. After dipping it, he quickly stroked it with his fingertips on the dining table, 'It's probably time to practice. '

Mo Yan couldn't believe it, "Looking at them, they look like puppets without thinking. I'm afraid they won't do anything other than do their own work. How can a person who has lost hope have the leisure to practice martial arts?" '

Dumb one finally stopped chopping the rice, and looked up and down Mo Yan with a creepy look, for a while, until Mo Yan couldn't bear it anymore, then Shi Shiran wrote on the table, "Are you Really don't know or pretend not to know? '

Mo Yan's gaze was even more bewildered, obviously he really didn't know, trying hard to remember, did he forget something?In the next second, he lowered his head dejectedly, because the truth is that he has forgotten everything, God damn, he doesn't have the memory of that crazy Mo, how could he know these things that maybe he should know!

I hope Ya Yi didn't think too much about it, if it was discovered that he was not Mo Kuangzi, but a ghost who resurrected from a dead body...it would be troublesome.

The mute saw that Mo Yan really didn't understand, and couldn't help being a little surprised, so he dipped in water and wrote: "Fu bone needle, you will never forget this." '

Looking at Mo Yan's obviously thoughtful and puzzled eyes, he could only resign himself to his fate and continue to explain.

'The needle attached to the bone is fed with the unique poison of the island owner, and then injected into a specific acupuncture point, the attack occurs six times a day, and it runs according to the blood vessels, causing people to experience all kinds of unspeakable and severe pain, and they will not die for a while. , students will be tortured until one or two years later and take their lives.People with good martial arts skills can resist it for a while, and the pain can be relieved for a while, but the next attack will be more painful. It can be said that the more you block, the more painful and the more painful.However, you have no way to refuse that moment of relief, you can only resist it involuntarily. '

Seeing this, Mo Yan understood a little bit. It's like drinking poison to quench thirst, wise and poisonous, but he can't help it. Like these dumb servants, they know that if they really get hit by the bone-attached needle, the pain will only become more and more painful when they use their skills to resist. I still can't refuse that moment of relaxation, so I practice martial arts diligently, thinking that it will be easier when I am suffering.

only……

'The island owner always punishes us? 'This is not good news. Although he has forgotten the terrifying taste of the bone-attached needle, after hearing so many descriptions, he doesn't want that bone-attached needle to be used on himself at all.

"That's not true, but it's not too little. At least I still remember the former dumb seven and dumb eight who were tortured to death by bone-attached needles two months ago..."

As soon as I wrote this, the dumb stopped, and gave Mo Yan a meaningful look, which made Mo Yan wonder, did he know Feng Heng's dislike for him?

But after all, he didn't offend Feng Heng, even if he didn't like it, he could just teach him a lesson, and he wouldn't have to resort to such a big killer as a bone needle...

Of course, Mo Yan at this time would not have thought of it, but because that side was not considered an offense, Feng Heng already hated him. For Feng Heng, his status was naturally as dumb as that of his deceased predecessor. There is no difference.