Outer History of Martial Arts - One Horseman

, Said: "I am the servant girl of the young master, and the young master has treated me well since I was a child. Now I not only betray the young master, but also harm my fellow disciples. It is an unforgivable crime. I should stay and let the young master deal with me."

"You..." In the dim light of the night, the rock-solid lines on the girl's face could be vaguely seen. Fang Xinqi was at a loss for words, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It's always good to be able to live. If you are worried that you will have nowhere to go I can go, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, several female accents suddenly sounded from outside the hallway, all of them shouting a name Fang Xinqi had never heard before, as if they were looking for someone.

A look of panic flashed in Zhizi's eyes, and she said, "Oh no, you are here to look for me, Young Master Fang, please leave!"

Fang Xinqi was still a little hesitant, and Zhizi said angrily: "Mr. Fang's kindness, I will remember it in my heart. It's just that I have made up my mind, so you don't need to say more, Mr. Fang. If you fail here, the previous hard work will not be in vain! You and I can't share the same quilt in life, does Mr. Fang want to share the same acupuncture point after death?"

"...That's it, thank you very much."

This is the second time Fang Xinqi has thanked Zhizi, but the amount of it is not the same.

Zhizi smiled, but her eyes flashed with a desolate light.She suddenly stretched out her hand to catch a lock of long hair on Fang Xinqi's shoulder, lowered her head and said softly: "If Mr. Fang wants to thank me, please give this to the little girl."

The sound outside the hallway was getting closer and closer, Zhizi's eyes flickered coldly, her wrist flicked, and she buttoned the dart that slipped out of her sleeve with her fingers. Under Fang Xinqi's surprised gaze, she cut off a strand of black hair on his shoulder, and finally sent the person With a push, it was sent into the tunnel.

Zhizi flipped the mechanism again, and the tunnel was closed, and there was no sign of it being activated.She looked at the black hair wrapped around her fingers and smiled, raised her hand and put it into her bun, walked out from behind the Buddha statue, jumped out of the door with her toes, turned around and locked the door of the Buddhist hall.

***

The end of the tunnel was just like Zhizi said, the exit was in a ruined temple beside the country mountain road.

The half-collapsed bluestone wall outside the ruined temple, the piled up stones and weeds under the wall perfectly concealed the exit, Fang Xinqi got out of the tunnel, looked up and saw stars all over the sky, suddenly felt that the sky was high and the earth was vast, Big, refreshing, and the mood is similar to that of a frog that has just been fished out of the well.

However, the joy of finally escaping from birth did not last long. He touched the hair on his shoulders that looked a little weird because a section was cut off. Thinking of the perilous Gardenia, Fang Xinqi only felt suffocated. In the chest, I don't know how to vent.

The hardest thing to bear is the beauty, the ancients never deceived me.

He smelled the tempting aroma of barbecue at the end of his nose, and his stomach rumbled for a while, and Fang Xinqi remembered that he hadn't had dinner tonight because of his escape.

The death row inmates in the government prison can still have a full meal before execution, but Wang Lianhua's family is lucky, they kill people at the meal time, and even save dinner. Mrs. Wang is really... well, diligent and thrifty in managing the family.

The source of the aroma of the food is in the ruined temple, and the warm orange flames leaked from the cracks in the ruined temple. Fang Xinqi couldn't help but rejoice that the tunnel exit was still some distance away from the main hall of the ruined temple. He really didn't know how to explain it.

Walking into the main hall of the dilapidated temple, one can see a corner of the thatched hall, an old woman about 60 or [-] years old, wearing gray linen clothes and dressed as a peasant, is sitting cross-legged in front of a bonfire, concentrating on roasting a pheasant.A thin, yellow-faced, disheveled middle-aged woman was leaning weakly in the haystack beside her.

The two looked like a mother and daughter from a peasant family on their way. Fang Xin rode into the hall, stepping on dry grass rustling under his feet.The old woman raised her head when she heard the noise, squinted her old eyes, and seemed to be looking at him with great difficulty by the light of the campfire.

Fang Xinqi stepped forward, clasped his fists in salute, and said with a smile: "I passed by here by chance, missed Sutou, and want to stay here for a night, and I hope the old lady and this girl can make it easier."

The old woman nodded when she heard the words, looked at his face carefully, moved her body, patted the empty space beside her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Girl, it's very windy at night, come sit here and have a barbecue." Let's warm up by the fire."

Fang Xinqi's smile froze on his lips, and then he remembered that in order to facilitate his escape, his face had not been removed, and he was dressed in women's clothing. Although he was tall, at first glance, he was just a taller and delicate beauty.

This kind of thing couldn't be explained clearly, so Fang Xinqi simply didn't say much.Sitting down next to the old woman, after talking for a few words, Fang Xinqi learned that the old woman and the woman were not mother and daughter, but two uncles and nephews who were going to visit relatives in other places. They missed their place because of greed, so they had to settle here temporarily. .

The old woman felt a little pitiful when she saw that Fang Xin was riding a breeze with both sleeves. After the pheasant was roasted, she tore a chicken leg and gave it to him.Fang Xinqi held the chicken leg and smiled wryly. He had been hungry for a long time, and such a little food was really not enough to fit between his teeth.

After eating the chicken leg in two or three bites, I turned around and saw the old woman was still carefully feeding her sick niece.Fang Xinqi said: "Old madam, there must be some small animals in the nearby mountains and forests, why don't I catch some more and roast them, and you will have dry food along the way."

The old woman turned her head when she heard the words, and said: "Miss is not full, there is still some dry food in the old woman's bag, if you don't dislike it, you might as well use it."

"Uh……"

The intention was seen through at a glance, Fang Xinqi scratched his head in embarrassment, and under the guidance of the old woman, he opened the blue cloth bag in the corner, and there were a few dry breads wrapped in a large sheet of oiled paper.Fang Xinqi had long been aroused by the chicken leg just now, so he smiled at the old woman, took a piece and sat aside to eat it.

The bread is hard and firm, and if you eat a whole piece, you are not only full, but even a little bit full.Fang Xinqi thanked the old lady again, the night outside gradually darkened, tiredness surged, Fang Xinqi yawned, found a haystack and clothes to lie down, and fell asleep in a short while.

Hearing the long and steady breath in her ears, the old woman who was guarding her niece smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to brush the woman's sleeping hole. Panic and fear flashed in the woman's eyes, and she fell asleep unwillingly.

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10. Riding the world of mortals

Bump, bump, bump.

The intense tiredness makes it hard to open your eyes, and you just want to continue to sleep deeply.But an inexplicable strange feeling forced Fang Xinqi to wake up, his head was dizzy, heavy as if filled with lead, and the pressure on his neck was unbearably sore.

It wasn't hypotension that forced him to get up early, Fang Xinqi said badly in his heart, and wanted to move, but found himself in a situation where he couldn't control himself again.

Wang Lianhua's time could still be attributed to the old fritters bullying the newcomers, but this time, it was purely because of his negligence that he fell into the trap so easily.An old woman in a ruined temple deep in the mountains... This is obviously the treatment of the protagonist in novels and TV dramas. He is just a small NPC who intervenes halfway.

After complaining silently, Fang Xinqi regained consciousness.He couldn't move his limbs or head. He tried to make a sound just now, but found that the other party even tapped his dumb acupoint.He was lying on his side on a wooden cart with thick hay under him, so the bumps of the cart were tolerable.The middle-aged sick woman I saw last night was lying sideways opposite him, face to face, and when she met his gaze, the sick woman's eyes showed indescribable sadness.

Fang Xinqi read from the other party's eyes [the same is the end of the world], so it is the old woman who claims to be the female aunt who has the problem?

With his arm under his cheek, Fang Xinqi suddenly realized that the clothes on his body had been changed.

Last night he was still wearing the white dress that Zhi Zi took off from Hanxiao, the white silk deceived the clouds, and the feather satin surpassed the snow.But what came into view now was a section of linen sleeves that were as gray in color and rough in texture.And the part of the wrist and palm exposed from the sleeve has been smeared by something, and it has turned into a sickly sallow color similar to the complexion of the sick woman opposite.

Disguise? !Could it be Wang Lianhua again?

Fang Xinqi panicked for a moment, but calmed down soon.

No, Wang Lianhua's purpose now is to kill him. If she really falls into his hands, it's just a one-shot settlement, so why bother so much.

He stared intently at the sick woman in front of him. The technique of disguise is like the martial arts of a martial arts practitioner. It is an expert who knows if there is any. As the personal guard of the Happy King, the 36 Qifeng riders have been trained hard The purpose of the foresight is to prevent the enemy from exploiting the loopholes with the Disguise Technique.

And the person in charge of training them is Jiang Zuo Situ, a master of disguise.

However, no matter how hard he studied, Fang Xinqi Sensen, who was successfully teased and teased countless times by the other party's disguise, felt that this guy must be hiding something for himself.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I am, just because the disguise on the sick woman's face is exquisite, and this technique... so familiar.

By the way, there is also this scene where she disguises the woman and pretends to be a relative...

=mouth=!

Jiangzuo Situ!You rolled over so fast to give the old paper an explanation!

***

Anger turns to anger, irritability turns to rage, Fang Xinqi is still unable to move or speak, roaring and anger can only be suppressed silently in his heart, his brows look angry, his eyes are burning, but the sick woman opposite thinks that he is because of his body. Angry at the hands of gangsters, with deep sympathy in his eyes.

Fang Xinqi couldn't spit out Ling Xiao's blood, even if he was beaten to death, he didn't believe that Zhizi's clumsy disguise technique could hide from Jiang Zuo Situ's eyes last night.That bastard is definitely