song of the wind

Li Qiu lightly scratched his head and neck, and when he was in a good mood, he picked up the medicine bowl and coaxed him in a low voice, Zuo Linfeng was afraid of suffering, and kept shaking his head.

Nangong Yiming couldn't help but feel sad when he saw him acting foolishly: "If little uncle doesn't get better this time, boy Qiu, you and little uncle can go back to Nangong Family with me."

Who knows that Li Qiu smiled and said: "No need, this kid has more lives than cats, he will definitely get better soon, even if he looks like a fool in the future, it's still fun, you don't need to intervene , maybe this guy is just pretending to lie to us... Hey, blind boy, do you listen to Boss Qiu?"

Zuo Linfeng immediately nodded repeatedly.

"Then you have to take the medicine obediently. If you don't take it, the boss will be angry, and he will ignore you in the future!" Li Qiu pretended to be angry.

Zuo Linfeng foolishly heard that Li Qiu ignored him and panicked, with a bitter face like an execution, he went to the medicine bowl and sniffed it, and reluctantly gulped down the medicine in one gulp, his brows were wrinkled when he drank it, and the medicine juice spilled One lapel.

"Little uncle can't even recognize Chief Tie, but he only recognizes you, kid, and still listens to you like this, it's really unconvincing." Nangong Yiming said when Li Qiu was busy wiping Zuo Linfeng's mouth to clean up.

"Of course, your uncle is not stupid at all. He knows that you treat him well with your heart. It's just that there are still many things that I haven't remembered. I tell him every day, so I don't believe he can't remember. Hee! Blind boy, take care of yourself, this boy Yiming is your apprentice, a big slob, beat him with a bamboo stick and drive him to practice!" Li Qiu stuffed the bamboo stick into Zuo Linfeng's hand, fingered Nangong Yiming laughed.

28. The Mad Boy (2)

Yunfeng and Yunfeng waited outside the room for a while, when Nangong Yiming's strange cry and Xue Ningbi's charming smile suddenly sounded in the room at the same time.

"Xiaoqiu! You brat who fears the world will not be chaotic! Don't teach the little uncle bad! Ouch! Little uncle!" Nangong Yiming yelled and rushed out of the room, shouting excitedly: " Uncle hit me! He hit me!"

Feng Xiaoyao and Yunyu looked at each other and laughed: "Do you really deserve a beating, boy? You are so happy after being beaten!"

Nangong Yiming shook his head again and again, said: "He hit me with Shaoqing formula, he hit me with Shaoqing formula!"

"It seems that Boy Feng is starting to remember something." Feng Xiaoyao said and stepped into the room, saw Zuo Linfeng playing happily with a bamboo stick, Nangong Yiming said: "Just now, Boy Qiu..." He just said After a few words, Zuo Linfeng heard his voice, and the bamboo stick swept across Nangong Yiming quickly and accurately. It's not easy to deal with it because it's so fast and changing. While chasing and beating him, he murmured and smirked: "Yiming, slut, I'll hit you."

"Boy who is up and down, your uncle is going to beat you, why don't you let him do it?" Li Qiu slapped his legs and booed, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"It's you brat who instigated my little uncle to hit me!" Nangong Yiming dodged left and right in the shadow of the stick, but he didn't dare to fight back. He was forced into a panic by Zuo Linfeng, and the image of the aristocratic son was completely destroyed.

"At least he remembers you, a big slob, isn't it good?" Li Qiu squatted in front of the window with one leg crossed, peeling peanuts to watch the fun, smiling so complacently, if he hadn't been entangled by Zuo Linfeng so much that he couldn't move his hands, Nangong Yiming would definitely punch Liqiu on the nose.

"Yiming, fight back." Yunyu said suddenly after watching for a while.

Feng Xiaoyao also nodded and said: "He wants you to practice, so you can practice with him."

"But the little uncle is still sick! Wow!" Nangong Yiming was distracted for a while, and he was swept away by the bamboo stick.

"Slacker, practice." Zuo Linfeng couldn't stop laughing as soon as Zuo Linfeng hit him.

Feng Xiaoyao said: "With us here, are you afraid of hurting him? You can take care of yourself."

Nangong Yiming had no choice but to draw his sword and fight back. Zuo Linfeng's reaction was not weakened by dementia. He waved the bamboo stick at will, grasped and kicked everywhere, and the tactics without rules made it even more difficult for people to deal with. Nangong Yiming Ming was forced to use his sword skills and fight with all his heart.

Zuo Linfeng's grinning expression gradually subsided, his shots became faster and faster, and his strength became stronger. He waved the bamboo stick and chanted unconsciously: "Zi Que... Zi Que Xia Palace... No. Shaoqing... Ruoyun Ruoyu...indistinct...indistinct...Yiming, remember...Shaoqing? Shaoqing? Shaoqing...jue?...That's it? Ah!" He repeated the words "Shaoqingjue" several times, and suddenly his whole body became tense. Shocked, he dropped the bamboo stick, hugging his head and screaming in pain.

"Little uncle!" Nangong Yiming hurriedly withdrew his sword and wanted to reach out to help him, but he jumped into Li Qiu's arms and cried loudly: "It hurts!...Boss...It hurts..."

"Boss rub it for you, it's okay... rubbing it won't hurt..." Li Qiu has long been familiar with the strangeness, hugged Zuo Linfeng, rubbed his head and patted his back, let him relax slowly, and said to everyone: "he always I have a headache, I feel better these two days. A few days ago, I was so painful in the middle of the night that I couldn’t sleep well. Uncle Tie also said that I should try not to use those painkilling pills, so I had to learn from Uncle Tie how to press acupoints to relieve pain. Son, give him a pinch and massage when the pain comes up, and wait for him to feel better, and it will be fine after a while.”

Nangong Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I thought the fight was too fierce just now, which made my little uncle sick."

"On the contrary, you helped him just now. When he was fighting swords, he automatically concentrated, so he remembered those exercises..." Yun Yu said.

Nangong Yiming said with reddish eyes: "That's right, my little uncle actually reminded me to memorize the formula..." His voice was a little choked up when he remembered this.

Feng Xiaoyao patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you sad about? You should learn from Kid Qiu and absolutely trust your uncle, you know? From tomorrow onwards, practice sword with your uncle, it will be good for you and him."

"It's not bad, it's just that I have to ask Kid Qiu to borrow the Binglin Armor." Nangong Yiming rolled up his sleeves and smiled wryly, revealing the black and blue bruises on his shoulders that were swollen by the bamboo sticks.

"Good fight! Don't you respond well to training? What does it matter if you are a martial arts learner? If you really ask Boy Qiu for the Binglin Armor, then you should really hit him!" Feng Xiaoyao laughed.

"Their uncle and nephew have made another move, let's go and have a look!" said a beggar gang disciple.

Another disciple of the Beggar Clan said: "Okay, the children of the family are really unambiguous, and they don't forget to practice swords every day when they are on the road. I didn't pay much attention to the Nangong family before, but there are two rising stars in a row, especially the one who is said to be with Qing. The emperor looks exactly like Young Master Feng, although he is blind, he is not only skilled in swordsmanship, but also handsome beyond words..."

"Mr. Feng is one of the three talents who carefully cultivated it, so it is different! Not only our leader is full of praise for him, but even the members of the family have to learn swords from the branch, which shows how capable this man is. It's a pity that A man with a handsome sword and a good sword is weak and sick, and now because of his father's accident, his heart is overwhelmed by the pain and his mind is lost, and he has become a "crazy boy" for no reason. "Let's talk first.

Another person lamented: "This son is really good-natured. It's not that his father is ruthless and unlucky, nor will he be so tired that his mother will die early, and he will be crippled all his life. Not only does he not hold grudges, but he is so anxious for his father that he vomits blood and goes crazy. Such a son Where can I look for it?" Tie Yi and others cast doubts on Zuo Linfeng's "life experience" and his "most affection and nature" of "being crazy for his father", no one doubts the authenticity of his background anymore, only go to Lie Que Based on the known version, I continue to use my imagination, and the more twists and turns the life experience of this fake young master is passed on, the more vivid it is, as if I have heard it.

"If you have the skills, you can give birth to yourself. Don't hinder me from watching the fun. I heard that Brother Lian Shan and Young Master Xiao Nangong are fighting against Young Master Feng today! They must be very targeted..." The two said, walking quickly Go to the open space where Zuo Linfeng and others practice swords.

"It's not easy for Zuo Linfeng to be the young master of Sanjuezhuang with a bright knife and a sharp gun, and he considers him the old man's shady illegitimate son, so that others can't investigate carefully. Emperor Qing is indeed a master of art and courageous, amazing!" Hiding in the blood on the tree to dispel evil spirits, he smiled, his eyes flashed evil, and said to himself: "Crazy? You are crazy if you believe in him! What method should be used to expose this kid But it won’t arouse the phoenix’s suspicion? No, it’s time to find out what their intentions are…”

29. Infighting (1)

Fighting with Nangong Yiming and others every morning is Zuo Linfeng's greatest joy. Since he went on the road with the dowry group, he has been stuck in horse affairs for most of the day.Delirious but very restless, how can he stay still?As long as Li Qiu loses his mind for a moment, he will slip out of the car and run around in the caravan. It's okay for him to run around, the worst thing is to play tricks on the warriors and frighten the horses. He is so fast that everyone can't follow him. He started, and the convoy rioted several times due to exhaustion, and was forced to stop.

Except for Lie Que, Yunyu and a few others, no one can stop Zuo Linfeng, but as soon as someone blocks him, he will swing his stick regardless of the enemy or himself, and even treat their chasing and intercepting as playing hide-and-seek with him. The more people chase him, the happier he will be.Every time there was a quarrel, and he had to wait until Li Qiu came to scold and threaten him until he cried.

After a few small incidents, everyone learned how to behave. Every day before dawn, they called Nangong Yiming and other young players to fight with Zuo Linfeng for a few rounds. They didn't agree to stay obediently until he was exhausted. Sleep in the carriage for half a day, and everyone will be "safe and sound" on the road.

Fortunately, at this time, another group of Khotan cavalry with up to a hundred people came to join them, and with the reinforcement of young disciples from various factions, Zuo Linfeng was not worried about having no opponents, and the young Khotan warriors and disciples from various factions were even more excited Gao Cailie, regarded as the best entertainment in the boring journey, one by one