It's Shadow Guard and Bai Yueguang [Rebirth]

"It's time to make you a new pair of prosthetics. It's been more than ten years since I last made you a prosthetic. What kind of wood should I use..."

After wolfing down the tasteless meal, Fu Nian sat motionless, listening quietly to the man beside him talking to himself.

"I'm going to look in the storage room."

He watched Fu Zhen leave, and he was temporarily relieved.

Just now, repeated near-death suffocation made him realize once again that it would not work to confront this lunatic head-on.

In any case, the plan to escape can only be planned with prosthetic limbs, Fu Yan thought so.

When he had some space to be alone, Fu Tian began to think about what weaknesses this man could break through.

Obviously when he was young, this man was considered normal most of the time, at least he didn't talk like crazy to himself like this.Killing also adheres to the principle of collecting money for life, and will never do killing other than money transactions.

"Fu Tian, ​​do you like the mixed nanmu and ebony prosthesis?"

Before he could figure out what weakness this man had, Fu Nian heard footsteps approaching.

He didn't answer.

"Then it's decided." Fu Zhen seemed to be in a good mood. After finishing speaking, he hummed a tune, took out a file, and began to polish the wooden strips. To other people. In the last life, I was wrong. I used you to make money and was greedy. The retribution is that you exposed your corpse in the wilderness. Therefore, the prosthetic limb does not need to be too strong, but it is flexible enough to be convenient for daily life.”

Fu Nian continued to remain silent.

He thought that everything would be fine by being silent, but after a while, he saw Fu Zhen put down the file and wood in his hand, and lay down beside him.First, he gently touched the severed limb of his right leg with his fingertips, and then tried to lift the trouser leg.

"What are you doing?" Fu Nian shrank back vigilantly.

"Since the prosthetic is newly built, the length has to be measured. It is just right for you to shrink on the couch." Fu Zhen ignored his dodge, directly took out the scissors, and cut the trouser leg from bottom to top. After cutting, Fu Zhen stopped suddenly The smile suddenly disappeared, "I remember you reviewed it for you just now, what should I call me?" After finishing speaking, Fu Zhen raised his head and looked directly at him with sharp eyes.

Fu Nian remembered that when he was a child, his master looked at him like this, which meant that he was not far from being beaten, and with the suffocation that was almost to death just now, he quickly changed his words, "Master."

After saying the word "Master", Fu Nian pinched his palm and made another note in his heart.

"Good memory." Fu Zhenyun praised lightly, and turned his gaze back to the severed limb of his right leg.

With the severed limb stared at like this, Fu Nian felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Especially being stared at by such lustful eyes.

"You, have you measured it?" Fu Yan asked cautiously, trying to restrain the rising anger in his heart.

"..."

I saw that Fu Zhen didn't speak, just stared blankly holding the severed limb. There were many bloodstains on the skin, some of which had scabs, and some of the skin was still bloodshot.This part has not been exposed to light all year round, and the blood color is particularly bright red.

Fu Zhen looked at it for a while, then suddenly leaned over and approached, gently touching the legs that stopped suddenly with the tip of his nose.

Fu Nian frowned and clenched his fists.

Kill him, as long as you get a prosthetic.Human beings have flaws. Although Fu Yan dare not say that he is a high-level master, it is not for nothing that he has practiced for so many years.

"How can you use stone prosthetics in such a soft place? Bleeding looks good, but it must be very painful." After sticking to the severed limb for a long time, Fu Zhencai reluctantly raised his head, with a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, " Sure enough, the Fu Tian I raised looks so good-looking even when he bleeds."

Fu Nian turned a deaf ear to it, repeating silently "forbearance" again and again.

Now it seems that as long as he does not do provocative things, the man in front of him will not act violently.

To put it bluntly, it means eating soft but not hard.

After waiting for an unknown number of hours and starting to feel sleepy, Fu Nian heard the grinding sound stop.

Looking up, I saw that Fu Zhen was looking carefully at the newly polished two legs, and began to adjust the movable joints.

"I won't do it today, but I will continue tomorrow." Fu Zhen noticed that Fu Nian was watching, and put down the semi-finished prosthesis. "It will be very cold at night, do you want to come and rest here?"

Fu Niangang wanted to answer no need, but before he could say anything, his armpit was robbed.

He hurriedly leaned to one side, "No..." Before he could utter the words of refusal, the gaze above his head suddenly became serious, and he hurriedly changed his words, "The dew is heavy at night, so I'm afraid to disturb Master. If Master has orders late at night, I can watch outside the house."

After speaking, he heard Fu Zhen laugh.

The laughter was soft but chilling down the spine.

Fu Nian didn't speak, saw the other party stand up and walk out, and gestured for him to follow, so he had no choice but to get off the couch, hopped on one foot and moved outside.

I don't know where the shoes I wore when I came here are probably thrown away by Fu Zhen.At this time, he could only walk on the gravel road with bare feet. The gravel was unpolished, hard and sharp, especially every time he took off, he would put his whole body weight on it. After jumping a few steps, Fu Nian couldn't help frowning and slowed down his pace.

Even if he slowed down his pace, Fu Nian could clearly feel the sensation of the stone piercing into the skin, as well as the strange feeling of blood gushing out.

Suddenly, Fu Zhen, who was striding forward, stopped and looked back at him, "What's wrong? Walking so slowly?"

"..." Fu Nian wanted to ask where his shoes were, but he swallowed them after thinking about them.Continue to hop in small steps and move slowly.

"Seeing that you don't need to be hugged by the teacher, I thought you were very capable." While teasing, Fu Zhen looked at his left foot with great interest, watching the blood from the sole of the foot wet the gravel ground, and the toes reflexed curled up, but the body still insisted on jumping forward, dragging a long bloodstain behind him.

Fu Nian distracted his attention as much as possible and observed the surrounding environment.

Among the surrounding houses, only the one he just arrived was modeled after the previous Yaoyue Gate. The other houses were in a style he had never seen before. They looked quite grand, and they should have been newly built not long ago.

It seems that Fu Zhen made a lot of money from these... the apprentices he picked up.

From the degree of howling night wind and the temperature difference between night and day, Fu Nian roughly deduced that the new place was on the top of the mountain.He was dragged here by Fu Zhen, and this place should not be too far from Jiuyao Yuemen.

"Why, can't you walk anymore?" Seeing that he was standing still, Fu Zhen asked.

Fu Nian thought for a while, knelt on the ground, and changed to crawling regardless of his appearance.

Crawling like this, although... looks very shameful, but at least it can guarantee that the sole of the left foot will not continue to be injured.

He could feel that the man he once called "Master" saw him crawling on the ground, and his eyes became more intense.

Fu Nian knew that because he lacked one arm and leg, he said he was crawling, but it was actually more like a bug crawling on the ground.He even saw this kind of humiliating punishment in the history books, cutting off the limbs of the captive, and making the captive wriggle on the ground, which caused a lot of laughter.

Back then, he wondered how anyone could laugh at such a deformed appearance, but now seeing this man...not only can someone laugh, but even have other joyful emotions about him.

Fu Zhen admired the beautiful scenery in front of him for an indeterminate amount of time. When he came back to his senses, he leaned over to Fu Nian who was on the ground, and said with a smile, "Okay, I have suffered enough injuries today. If I bleed again, my teacher will feel distressed. After finishing speaking, he ignored the opposition, picked up the blood-stained Fu Nian, and strode towards the main house.

Because the damage was stopped in time, the wound on his foot was not deep. Fu Nian sat on the cushion, enduring nausea, and was forced to accept that the other party cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

However, I have to say that Yaoyuemen is located in a holy land of geomantic omen, and the medicinal herbs are a hundred times more abundant than the outside world, but just after applying it, the pain is relieved by more than half.

The gauze was half wrapped, and Fu Nian noticed movement outside the house.

Before he could tell what was going on, Fu Zhen stood up first, and walked quickly towards the outside of the house.

When he was free, Fu Nian hurriedly wrapped up the remaining gauze by himself, climbed close to the window, and tried to eavesdrop.

It's just that nothing can be heard except the howl of the wind like a ghost crying, and even the sound of human footsteps just now has also disappeared.

Unwilling to give up, Fu Nian lay on the ground for a while, when he suddenly heard movement.

——It's just that the sound doesn't come from outside, but from behind.

Startled, he turned around quickly.

When he met Fu Zhen's face, his nerves became more tense.

Fu Zhen was still smiling, "What are you listening to?"

"It's nothing."

"If you want to hear who I met and what I said, you can ask directly. You don't need to eavesdrop so hard. As long as you ask obediently, I won't hide it from you." After finishing speaking, Fu Zhen tilted his head The head, the dimple is brighter.

It has to be said that when Fu Zhen laughed, not only could he not tell his actual age, but he was even somewhat harmless to humans and animals.

"Speaking of which, he should be your junior brother. He has the same personality as you when you were young. He is indifferent to everything. He only knows how to obey me and take money to kill him. After you left, I raised many children, but I never met him again. I was just like you. You are clearly physically handicapped, but you are more talented in martial arts than many children with healthy limbs... Fu Tian, ​​you are really the sharpest and most satisfying blade I have honed over the years." Fu Tian Zhen paused at this point, "But this time you come back, I don't want you to become a ruthless blade... I remember when you came back from a mission for the first time, you kept washing your hands, vomiting, and naively asked me how many people I killed. In order to have a stable life-"

"So what did Junior Brother tell you?" Fu Nian interrupted the other party's thoughts immersed in memories, and asked bluntly, "You said, as long as I am obedient, you are willing to tell me." After finishing speaking, Fu Nianding Seeing the chills on his back, he added weakly, "If I'm not good enough, please ask Master to teach me."

"I told you about the old fox. If the plan does not go wrong, the 'Northern Assassin' should have succeeded... But he seems to have expected his own death, and the one who is now in power in the palace will take over his position. There will be no chaos." Fu Zhen said it very easily.

Fu Nian froze for a moment.

Something happened to Chu Chaoyi?

Fu Zhen noticed the slight change in his expression, and his voice dropped instantly, "Why, you are worried when you mention that old fox?"

"No." Fu Nian returned to his senses, "You saw it when you claimed to be a senior brother before. I avoided it when I could. Even when he was seriously ill, I didn't recognize him. I heard that something happened to him. Don't worry about it." Said he was worried, but he was relieved."

Fu Zhen smiled, "If that old fox dies in the future, I will definitely steal his body and show it to you, so that you can be happy."

Fu Tian held back his expression from twitching.

"Okay, it's time to rest. Go to bed, the quilt is very soft, you like it best."

"No, I'll just lie on the ground." After Fu Nian finished speaking, he added with reason, "I didn't intend to disobey you, it's just that when I was in the palace, I could only sleep on the stone slabs, and I got used to it after a long time. I can’t sleep on a soft bed, I’d rather sleep on the floor more securely.”

"That old fox... let you sleep on the slate for so many years?"

"En." Fu Nian finished humming sullenly, and silently apologized to Chu Chaoyi in his heart.

"Tsk, I really don't know how to cherish it. Then why are you—"

Fu Nian didn't wait for the other person to finish his lecture, and curled up on the ground, forming a ball.Originally, his body was a little smaller than others, and in such a mass, it was even smaller. He really looked like a poor little man who had been squeezed in the palace for a long time.

He heard Fu Zhen sigh, and then, a brocade was covered on his body.

It turned out that Fu Zhen took this set, and he was really weak. It seems that he has found his weakness, he thought silently.

Anyway, he couldn't escape for the time being, and it was difficult to stay awake due to the strong fragrance in the house.

The ground dragon is very hot, and it is almost impossible to feel the cold outside. If it is not Fu Zhen's chassis, it is still very suitable for sleeping.

When he woke up, it was still dark outside. Fu Nian got up, and just as he stood firm, he heard footsteps outside the door.

It doesn't sound like Fu Zhen's.

Just as he was wondering, there was a slender figure at the door.

The person who came was not very old, with a light and shadow of fifteen or sixteen at most, and he could tell at a glance that he was a brother of the same sect as him.

"Hi, brother." The young man said obediently, with a flat voice and no emotion, "Master said, I will take care of your daily life today. You can do anything except leave this room."

Fu Twenty: ...

"What if I want to go out?"

"I advise you not to do this." After the boy finished speaking, he walked to the main entrance of the main house and threw a flying knife outside the house.

In an instant, a rain of arrows shot down from the eaves and the side of the door, and the flying knives thrown out were cut into pieces, and some pieces fell back into the house.

"There are a lot of arrows in the organ, and the arrows are all poisoned."

Fu Nian didn't answer, arrows were shot from three directions, and it seemed like it wouldn't work to make a shield out of anything.

This old man's poisonous Fu Nian didn't want to be hit again, so he sat back for a while and asked, "Where did he go?"

"Are you talking about Master?"

"Hmm. Where did he go?" Fu Tian repeated again.

"Master said, you must address him as 'Master', otherwise no answer."

Fu Tian endured it, resisting the feeling of his hairs standing on end, and changed his words, "Where did Master go?"

"Last night, I said that there was an urgent matter. I went down the mountain, and it will take two days to come back. Because your prosthetic limb is not finished, I asked me to take care of you for the next two days. The food is kept in the ice cellar, and you only need to use the stove to return to the food when you eat. Warm it."

Fu Nian didn't answer.

It seems that this little junior has won the trust of Fu Zhen, so maybe he can use a formula here.

"Why didn't I see you two days ago, don't you live here?"

"I want to take care of my brother. It's another brother, Fu Shijiu."

Take care of Fu Shijiu?

Fu Nian couldn't help frowning.

That day, he saw Fu Shijiu lying powerlessly in the sarcophagus. Although he hadn't rotted, his body was cold and there was no sign of life.

"Fu Shijiu, is he still alive?"

The young man shook his head, "Dead. The master said he was dead, and I think so too. I took care of him and just fed him non-perishable soup and porridge regularly, and tried to keep him alive without destroying his body." Take down the two sticks that you are holding. It is often said in books that a person will only hold on to the most important things before he dies, and I don’t know why he is holding on to those two sticks.”

The stick in Fu Shijiu's hand...

He immediately realized that it was not a wooden stick, it was a prosthetic limb he used when he was a child.

Although the prosthetic was made by the master, but for the follow-up repair work... most of the time, Fu Tian went to his senior to repair it for him. The two of them often used this prosthetic to dig out bird eggs, and even made it into a fishing rod to fish in the stream. The prosthetic has tried fireworks, plucked honeycombs and so on when greedy for honey, so when this prosthetic was decommissioned, it was severely moth-eaten and bruised.

But undoubtedly, this prosthetic leg carries the most memories.

"Do you take care of Senior Brother Nineteen every day?" Fu Yan asked as softly as possible in a patient manner.

"It's not every day, just take care of it every few days."

He thought about it. When he touched Fu Shijiu that day, the skin on Fu Shijiu's body was soft, like the touch of a living person.He has seen a lot of dead people, even if the body is not rotten, if you hold something tightly before death, you will relax a little after death.

He decided not to ask further questions, and when he escapes from this place and finds his brother, the problem will be solved easily.

After being silent for a while, Fu Nian said again, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

The boy responded lightly: "Fu Bie."

What is the difference?

Fu Nian thought about it, all the brothers and sisters in the Shimen are named after numbers, even his... the "perfect blade" who did not hesitate to make Fu Zhen kill him is also named after numbers, and he does not deserve to have a meaningful name at all.

It seems that this little junior is more trusted by Fu Zhen than he imagined, and even his name is an exception.

"Fu Bie? Good name," Fu Tian pretended to scratch the prize, "Everyone in the master's school is named after a number, and you are the only one with a name. It seems that the master values ​​you very much. But your name...what word is it? ?”

After asking, Fu Nian saw the boy in front of him writhe for a while, and finally pulled out a metal waist card, and handed it to him, "I don't know how to write, so I'll trouble you to read it yourself."

Fu Nian took the other party's waist card, glanced around, but did not find the homonym of "bie".

He thought he had missed it, so he moved closer and read slowly without missing a line.

Yaoyue Disciple

……

Birthday: Unknown

Getting Started; Xiaoman in the New Year

name; Fu Bai

Fu Nian was stunned when he found the name, "Is this badge yours?"

"Yes." The boy answered neatly.

Fu Nian suspected that he had misheard just now, "What did you say was your name?"

"Fu Bie."

"Wait, is your name these two words?" Fu Er spread out the waist card and pointed to the row of the name.

The young man looked at his waist card, pointed to the two words confidently, and read, "Fu, Farewell."

"Isn't it Fu Bai?" Fu Tian asked back.

The boy looked at the last word "hundred" again, thought for a long time, and was very puzzled, "It's Fu Bie."

"What's the number after 99?" Fu Nian realized it belatedly.

"Farewell." The young man replied in a cold voice inherited from the master's lineage, his face full of puzzlement.

Fu Twenty: ...

He looked at his junior brother's serious and puzzled expression, and resisted the urge to laugh, "Who taught you... how to pronounce this word?"

Just now he also guessed why there are so many disciples, but he has his own name, whether he has won the trust of Fu Zhen and so on.

"Master taught me."

"Okay." After Fu Yan finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and held back a smile.

When he was young, he only focused on practicing martial arts, so he was a mess in reading and writing. If he hadn't been forced to read some medical books by his seniors, there was a high probability that he wouldn't even know the words.

Now it seems that when I skipped class back then, I not only skipped class, but also escaped a catastrophe.

Fu Bie was full of doubts, and couldn't help asking, "Brother?"