Jianghu Tired Brigade

Right now, Hong Xiao's nose could really smell the smell of medicine.

As soon as she swallowed her dinner, Xiangsi entered the room with a bowl of medicinal soup in each hand, and handed one to Hong Xiao.

Hong Xiao took it with both hands, and said softly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Acacia stood beside her with downcast eyes, without replying a word.

Feeling disappointed, Hong Xiao put the medicine bowl to his mouth and drank four minutes in succession.After all, because of the gaze from his side, he felt a little uncomfortable all over, so he looked back and stared at Yizhanghong who was full of teasing.

"Why do you want to drink medicine?" Hong Xiao asked.

"The age is getting older... the bones of the body are not as good as before." Yizhanghong took the medicine bowl from Acacia's hand, and said leisurely: "Before I caught some wind and cold, I had to drink some medicine to recuperate."

Is it cold?

Hearing Yizhanghong cough several times earlier, Hong Xiao couldn't help feeling a little worried.Now that she said that, it made sense.

If it's just wind and cold, with the abilities of Yizhanghong and Xiangsi, it's really not a big deal.

Hong Xiao felt that he should breathe a sigh of relief, but the uneasiness still floated in his heart, and it didn't seem to be cleared up in half.

Yizhanghong held the bowl with one hand, and the edge of the bowl was placed between the two thin lips, and the brown-black liquid gurgled into the slightly opened gap, elegant and clear.

She raised her head slightly like this, her thin lips parted slightly, her eyes swept across Hong Xiao intentionally or unintentionally, with a smile and hook.The graceful lines of the neck were exposed in the candlelight, and the candlelight was dim, but Hong Xiao's eyesight had always been excellent, so he could clearly see the slow movement of her throat.

The candlelight on the oil lamp was beating, clearly faint in this dark night.But Hong Xiao felt as if he was placed in the scorching sun of the dog days, and his body was covered with hot water vapor.

Throat was dry and burning, like thirsty water, and also like thirsty for something nearby.

Hong Xiao lowered his head and drank his own bowl of medicine in one gulp.She didn't even taste the bitter taste, she still felt thirsty while looking at Yizhanghong.

The flow of amorous feelings on Zhang Zhang's red face suddenly stagnated, she frowned, put the medicine bowl to her nose, sniffed and observed carefully.The remaining medicinal juice formed a line between the lips, and the eyes gradually became sharper.

Hong Xiao was a little caught off guard by this change, she subconsciously took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and raised her hand to wipe Yizhanghong, but was startled by Yizhanghong's solemn and stern expression.

It was just this moment of pause, when Yizhanghong waved his hand, most of the remaining potion poured out.

Acacia didn't dodge or avoid it, and let the potion splash all over his face and stain his clothes.What she was wearing was still the old rough linen filial piety clothes, which had not been changed.The tan stain is particularly conspicuous when the medicine soup is poured down.

Yizhanghong said coldly: "What do you think you are doing?"

Xiangsi also straightened her body, and said calmly: "I changed the medicine."

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other and faced each other, and the atmosphere was indescribably condensed.

Bang!

A crisp sound broke the silence in the room.

Hong Xiao placed the medicine bowl heavily on the table, and wiped the medicine stains on Xiangsi's face with a handkerchief. Fortunately, the medicine soup had been left for a while when it was brought, and it was not too hot. Xiangsi's skin was only slightly red, not yet hot. scald.Hong Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and blamed Yizhanghong: "You are a master, you talk as soon as you talk, why do you move your hands? The little girl's face is tender, how can she withstand such a hot soup?" Then she said softly to Acacia: "Your master has a big temper, so don't take it to heart."

Acacia's eyes fell on Hong Xiao's face for a moment.The water in the bottom of the eyes is sparkling, like the surface of a lake where the wind blows, rippling and endless.

Her eyes are too similar to Yizhanghong's, but the greenness and ignorance in her eyes is something Yizhanghong never had.Or Yizhanghong in the past also had such a good time, but when Hong Xiao saw it, it was already too late.

Looking at Acacia, Hong Xiao can't help but imagine the young Yizhanghong, who is ignorant and green, and has just begun to fall in love.But when Yizhanghong was young, he definitely would not have looked at Hong Xiao with such eyes.

Yizhanghong looked at the two of them coldly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

There was a sound of wind behind him, the sound was very soft, Hong Xiao could clearly hear it, it was the long sleeves carrying the wind.The sound of the wind was directed at Hong Xiao, and it was menacing.

Hong Xiao didn't have time to turn around, grabbed backhand, and held one arm firmly.

Slender and thin, the index finger and middle finger are clasped together, and there is still room.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw red long sleeves.

What came from that arm was also a foot of red hot internal force.

Her swipe of the palm was actually tough on the outside and soft on the inside, Hong Xiao took her arm and realized that the force of this blow was soft, even if it fell on her body, she would not feel pain.

Hong Xiao was taken aback, covered her lips and wanted to tease a few words, but suddenly the smile on her face froze.

The internal force transmitted from Yizhanghong's arm suddenly became disordered, and then her internal force swung, and she broke away from Hong Xiao's arm.

But Hong Xiao clearly felt it. At the last moment, Yizhanghong's inner strength rushed into Hong Xiao's body with a hint of coldness.

Hong Xiao shuddered all over, the coldness in his limbs and bones seemed to be triggered, making him shiver with cold.

Hong Xiao exhaled in one breath, and a cloud of white mist melted away.

This is a sign of madness.

Hong Xiao clenched his teeth, but he couldn't exert any strength, and let out two or three clucking knocking sounds.

Yizhang's red eyes became more and more gloomy, and he dropped his sleeves and sat back on the chair. At this time, Xiangsi came up and opened the door of Hongxiao's veins. The warm inner force poured in, and that ray of chill was forced into the corner of the dantian. settle down.

The white air between Hong Xiao's breaths also gradually faded and disappeared.

Her frozen body also gradually returned to normal, but her brows were not flattened, so she turned her head to look at Yizhanghong, and said solemnly: "I think, you probably need to explain why there is such an extremely dark internal force. ?”

Yizhanghong's internal force is the yang attribute of Zhongzheng, and it is also this internal force that Xiangsi learned later.

But just now, the internal force that Yizhanghong passed into Hong Xiao's body contained pure yin force.

People like Yizhanghong and Hong Xiao who have practiced for many years have internal energy in their dantian. Even if the internal energy is exhausted and they change their minds, the chaotic internal energy is likely to destroy the dantian and meridians.

In the end, he became a dying cripple.

Therefore, the vast majority of people in the Jianghu specialize in one kind of internal force all their lives.

The mentality is worse, the big deal is that it takes more years to become a master.

No one wants to make life difficult for themselves.

Yizhanghong has practiced the original exercises for more than twenty years, the original inner strength has already been deeply ingrained in the dantian, and there is almost no way to change the mental method.

But just now, what she got over contained a coldness that was completely different from the original internal strength.

This shows that on the basis of the original internal force, Yizhanghong has practiced another internal force.

With Hong Xiao's current experience, apart from Baina's mental method, he has never seen a second instinct and a mental method that also cultivates internal strength.

Yizhanghong looked back, with a slight smile in her eyes: "You are so smart, so I don't need to repeat it."

Hong Xiao's brows became tighter and tighter, and he took a big step towards Yizhanghong, his voice was trembling, but there was a hidden anger of questioning: "If I'm smart enough, I won't be unable to guess what you're thinking .With your ability, there are few people in the Jianghu who can match it, why do you want to practice other exercises? You know the danger of practicing the Baina Heart Method."

Yizhang red waist leaned softly on the back of the chair, peach blossom eyes seemed to be light red, lazy and coquettish, but alienated so chillingly: "I have never heard of a merchant who became the richest man in the world and became the richest man in the world." If you wash your hands, you are an aristocratic family that is as rich as an enemy, so don’t you want to make money? How can people’s hearts be satisfied?”

Hong Xiao's eye sockets were moistened, and under the light of the candlelight, they flickered brightly.She approached Yizhanghong, grabbed the red skirt with both hands, moved closer, and stared fixedly into Yizhanghong's eyes: "Even a greedy merchant knows how to hide when he encounters something that endangers his life." .”

Yizhanghong smiled lightly and said, "What if it's a gambler?"

Hong Xiao frowned: "What?"

Yizhanghong reached out, rubbed a strand of hair at Hong Xiao's temples, and said with a nonchalant smile, "If you are a gambler who lost everything, you can only bet your own life on the last gamble."

Hong Xiao became more and more confused, but Yizhanghong straightened her body, avoided her gaze, and stood up.

Xiangsi stood beside her with her head down, neither raising her eyes nor peeping, just like a puppet.

Yizhanghong looked at Xiangsi, and said solemnly: "Follow my prescription, and boil another medicine. Otherwise, if you go down the mountain, I will never be so weak that I can't even boil medicine."

Day by day, the weather is completely cold.

Hong Xiao drank the medicine with three meals a day. According to her, it was like a bowl of soup after a meal, but the taste of this soup...it doesn't matter.

But her body didn't get any better, and her one-zhang-red body took a sharp turn for the worse.

The relationship between Yizhanghong and Acacia is just like this climate.Hong Xiao wanted to mediate among them, but in the end he was powerless.

He could only look at these two people, confronting each other for no apparent reason.

The obedient and gentle lovesickness in the past seemed to have changed suddenly, frowning all day long, and gloomy eyes, like a sky that was about to rain at any time.

Only at this time, Hong Xiao secretly resented more than once, because of his shallow medical skills, he could only see the two people arguing, but he was helpless.

Hong Xiao hid the ingredients of the phantom medicine, and Xiangsi didn't ask about it. What Yizhanghong said earlier, the earthen pot that had survived the phantom medicine was moldy and disgustingly dirty.When Hong Xiao passed by the pharmacy, he would avoid it from a distance.

She also has no intention of cleaning the medicine tank again.

The remaining two medicine jars were filled with medicines from Hong Xiao and Yizhanghong respectively. The dirty jars were originally used by Acacia, just like the three of them.She was reluctant to take the crock away and throw it away, so she had to let it get more and more dirty.

At least this crock can no longer be used.