[Sword III] Seeking Wings

Chi Xiao stretched out his hand to Modin from the side, "Little brother, let me sew the hat for you. I'm good at sewing, so I guarantee it will be refurbished like new."

"...Little brother, I hurt you by mistake before. It is really hard to pay for such a fault. Please give me a chance to make amends this time, otherwise I will really feel uneasy, or my cultivation will be damaged... I hope it will be done." Thank you so much." Seeing that Modin didn't move for a while, he saluted solemnly and continued to insist.

So Modin dared not refuse.

Chi Xiao took the two halves of the hat, put them on the backpack on his lap, and began to sew them up stitch by stitch.

The fabric temporarily blocked the irregularly flickering blue light of the sword blade in the backpack, and the strange transparent texture in his eyes was not so bright.

But Modin still had a lingering uneasiness in his heart, or in other words, an ominous premonition.

Therefore, he didn't dare to raise his head, and only focused on watching Chi Xiao go through the needle and thread, and the minutes and seconds of the night passed.

***

If there was no awake Modin watching, and no hat sewing work to concentrate on, Chi Xiao felt that he would lose consciousness completely within a few minutes.

——Then get lost in the forest full of evil spirits here, and become a walking puppet like the rampaging mace.

When he was awakened by Tang Xiaoyi's violent therapy, Chi Xiao felt the evil energy of this place eroding his mind.

That's why after waking up, he desperately wanted to torture himself immediately, so as to recover his physical and internal strength as quickly as possible, until he could ignite the talisman paper to exorcise evil spirits.

Even if he can't recover to that level for a while, he still hopes to stay awake with the severe pain.

But now, he could hardly hold on anymore.

Chi Xiao leaned over the backpack, gritted his teeth and forced himself to open his eyes, concentrated on threading the needle, and sewed Modin's hat into the same shape as before.

However, his vision became darker and distorted, and the dark needle thread in his hand seemed to be transformed into a twisting poisonous snake, which was going up along his fingers, burrowing into flesh and blood, biting the meridian, as if it was about to enter the sea of ​​consciousness , corroding all reason and perception.

Chi Xiao almost thrust Modin's needle into his nail.

In fact, he still finds it surprising.It stands to reason that the natural evil spirit here would not be affected by martial arts practitioners with a slightly stronger foundation, not to mention his Taoist martial arts that originally ward off evil spirits.

In addition, Chixiaohonglian, which is connected to his mind, has absorbed part of the phantom substances, and will have a certain control over these evil spirits, instead of being controlled by it-in fact, it is indeed protecting him now.

But, he just fell for it.

Consciousness is irreversibly sinking into chaos bit by bit, and inexplicable irritability is spreading wildly like weeds.

...Such an abnormality, serious physical injury and weakness are not enough to fully explain it, it is still due to a flawed state of mind.

It is far inferior to the strength that a cultivator should have, not even the strength of an ordinary warrior.

That's why he was so easily captured by this kind of psychoactive poison.

Chi Xiao turned his head and stared at the empty wine glass on the frame, which was firmly erected by Tang Xiaoyi.

Her incoherent drunken speech just now was almost exactly the same as his master's farewell message two years ago when he went out to practice in the mountains——

It shows that he has been in the world for a long time, but he is still the same as when he came out of the mountain, without comprehending anything.

After she finished talking about the camp, she suddenly mentioned Zixia, which also reminded him of all the unpleasant pasts that this junior brother who should be closest to him had brought to him, and the two people's life trajectories are completely different now...

That was originally, almost a heart knot-like existence.

Chi Xiao insisted that he was not a deep-rooted demon. After all, if it were not for such an unexpected stimulus, he would still be able to rely on the "punishment" and the Taoist incantation to persist until dawn alone.

But just because of one or two unintentional words, he was so angry that he vomited blood, until he was eroded by evil spirit at an accelerated rate——

That further shows that my character is really... irrefutably bad.

The sewing needle in Chi Xiao's hand slipped, and it really pierced deeply into the nail.

Still in a trance, he continued to sew.

Fortunately, Modin kept staring down at his hand, and at this moment he screamed in time, so he didn't pry his nails off alive.

"Daoist! I beg you, take a break, okay, you..." Mo Ding advised with a trembling voice beside him, "What's wrong with you...?"

"I am fine."

"You don't seem to be okay like this!" Modin still didn't dare to look into Chi Xiao's eyes to confirm, but just lowered his head to help him deal with the wound on his finger, "If you are really suffering, I... can I come to chat with you?"

"……it is good."

"Well, I just heard that after you stopped arguing, it seems to be talking about Taoist Zixia?" Modin started to chat, "It just so happens that I know him too."

"Daoist Zixia is very powerful, and he can be feared by the entire Spike Army. I was captured at that time, and I heard that a Spike general said that he did not hesitate to sacrifice three elite teams to capture Daoist Zixia and Haoqi League. The organ bird sent a letter. I thought it was an important military situation... What kind of super weapon? But I didn't expect it to be just a letter to my brother, so that they were so angry that they even forgot to drive us coolies away, and went directly to the camp Aww yelling.

I didn't hear clearly who the brother they were talking about at the time, but now I recall the pronunciation, it was you.

They tore up that letter and threw it into the trash. I was sent to take out the trash, and I happened to see a few lines. It was Taoist Zixia who was chatting affectionately with you.

——You have such a good junior who is so capable and has such a deep relationship with you!I am so envious! "

……

...Why don't you open which pot and which pot you lift.

Hearing this, Chi Xiao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

But this time, he calmed down quickly.

Tang Xiaoyi knew that Zixia was helping the army develop gunpowder, but the information was not complete. In fact, at the later stage of the plan, there was also the participation of the faction.

For the past two months, Zixia has exchanged letters with the Haoqi League’s Fenghu Village base every ten days using the organ bird in Tangjiabao. For safety, the content of the letter appears to be a letter sent to her brother’s family, but it is actually encrypted. intelligence.

Those intimate words and phrases were exactly the codes designed by Tang Wuyu, the intelligence talent who participated in the rebel army in Taiyuan, code-named "Qianji".And although the recipient wrote Chi Xiao, the letter was never given to him, it was sent directly to Cang Dae.

——As for the real letter home for him, there is not even one.

——Even if he and Zixia were raised by their master since childhood and grew up under the same roof, they are not so much the same family as real brothers.

Chi Xiao knew that the organization Zixia belonged to was the Martial Arts League that only fought against Spike, and did not participate in camp affairs.Therefore, his contact with the Haoqi League is obviously not to supply weapons for the struggle of the camp, but for the overall situation of the entire region to fight against the Spike.

The mechanism bird is sent every ten days on time, but the latest time, it has passed the usual five days, and it has not come yet.

There is no automatic firework signal when a letter is hijacked.

Either there is something wrong with the work over there.

Or, it means that what is sent this time will be extremely important.

——Why the three of them were required to take the grain trucks with them to take the official route to Luoyang, even though their real trump card was clearly the phantom weapon? Probably, it was to cooperate with it.

And as the only Chunyang in the three-person team, the person who is most familiar with and able to manipulate the finished products made by Zixia, his performance may determine the success or failure of the grand strategy of the entire region.

"Xiabao, I will never let you down.

Never...lose to you. "

Thinking of this, Chi Xiao calmed down his breathing.

He started to work neatly and focused on the needlework in his hands, and the atmosphere became quiet and peaceful, so that Modin felt that he didn't need to chat with him anymore, and just sat by the side, continuing to observe his really superb handicraft skills.

Following Chi Xiao's movements, the small tassels on his sleeves were shaking back and forth regularly.At this time, Modin had relaxed from his original state of high tension. When he saw Chi Xiao for the first time the day before yesterday, the feeling that made him feel at ease from the fear of facing the illusion began to pervade again.He stared at those little tassels intently, and gradually became sleepy.

At this moment, Chi Xiao put it in the backpack on his lap, and the originally shining fragments of the blade began to dim.

There was no interference from the flash in the field of vision, and Modine fell asleep.

***

In the early morning, Modin was awakened by Tang Xiaoyi's scream.

"Oh my god! Where's the Taoist priest?!" Tang Xiaoyi was scanning the surroundings in shock, and even opened the mechanism wings to fly up to the sky to look far away.

Except for the dark forest, the pale official road, and the occasional berserk soldiers in the forest, they saw nothing.

In addition to the two of them in the grain truck area, there is also a hat that has been sewn on the frame.

It's barely visible that it's been damaged.

Only by looking closely can there be clearly visible skew and chatter in the last few stitches near the cuff.

Modin also looked around together, and saw a faint, extremely faint blue light in the grass not far away.

He ran over.

I saw Chixiao Honglian.

All 24 blade fragments were scattered around the backpack, and the light was as dim as a flickering candle, as if it would completely dissipate in the next moment.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoyi also ran over, staring at the fragments on the ground which seemed to be arranged in a certain direction although their shapes were irregular.

At the same time, she felt a strange sensation in her consciousness.

It was the evil spirit of the entire forest that was stirring.

It seems that they suddenly captured a particularly powerful force, lost their balance for a while, and were in an unstable state of assimilating and merging foreign objects.

"Oh, you..." Tang Xiaoyi sighed softly.

After Modin picked up all the sword blades on the ground and put them back into the package, she turned and beckoned him to go back to the grain truck.

"Nv Xia Tang, did the Taoist priest get poisoned by the evil spirit and was taken away by the forest?"

Modin followed Tang Xiaoyi's footsteps, and said hastily, "His sword seems to be holding him, and the arrangement of debris on the ground seems to point out the direction he left. Lady Tang, you have lightness skills, hurry up and chase there In the past? I saw the Daoist priest sewing my hat half an hour ago. Given his current condition, he must not have gone far—oh! Damn me too! Why did I fall asleep..."

Modin kept chanting and tugging on Tang Xiaoyi's sleeve, but Tang Xiaoyi didn't look back, just took Chi Xiao's package and got on the grain truck, signaling Modin to come too, and continue to move along the official road in the other direction.

"...Aren't we going to chase the Taoist priest?" Modin was puzzled, and looked at Tang Xiaoyi's expression that had completely calmed down from shock.

"No need to go. Let's continue on the same road and meet him."

Because he was gritting his teeth, Tang Xiaoyi's voice sounded more decisive and confident to Modin's ears.

Modine complied.

Not long after they walked, a group of berserk mace soldiers rushed out of the forest and charged at the two of them with their knives raised.

Tang Xiaoyi immediately manipulated it with the phantom weapon.

It turned out to be completely ineffective.

The author has something to say: 1. ms I accidentally hacked Shangguan Boyu, why do the children he raises have such a heart... funny

Of course, the teasing now is for later enlightenment ==

In fact, I still have a third Jiansan brain hole, the character design will have a lot of positive energy, but I have to go back to my fantasy first, there are two articles for the same person, and only one for fantasy, how pitiful