The Book of Heaven

Chapter 6 The Devil's Head

"Now I'm already a cripple, am I not?" Ma Zheng laughed, with tears in his eyes.

If there is an Oscar in this world, Ma Zheng feels that he is about to win the award. His tears are so real that even he himself is moved.

In fact, he wasn't worried about the third uncle's helplessness at all. Looking at the third uncle's beggar appearance, he knew how precious the elixir in the bamboo tube was. If he regarded the third uncle as a venture capitalist, Ma Zheng felt that his success rate in the future should be very high.

"Actually, you don't have to be so depressed. Didn't you just ask why she chased you?"

"I already know, she looks good." Ma Zheng continued to smile.

In Ma Zheng's eyes, Zhao Xinxi, who is wearing a white dress, is considered to be unparalleled in martial arts. He even thinks that the third uncle is not as good as Zhao Xinxi. , and Zhao Xinxi walked around here and there, but couldn't find him and third uncle.

What's more, Ma Zheng didn't know that if there was no third uncle, Zhao Xinxi's perception of him would be like the moon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so bright and touching.

Although he is smart and experienced, as the third uncle said, Ma Zheng still doesn't understand the world of Jianghu.If he really knew all this, he shouldn't be joking with the third uncle at this time, but knelt down and begged the third uncle to accept him as a disciple, of course, the premise is that he can really kneel down.

In fact, he couldn't even move his fingers at this time, and the Splitting Yang Sword Qi was by no means a high-end product. It was a miracle that he didn't die. What the third uncle valued was not Ma Zheng, but the miracle itself.

That's why the third uncle had time to joke around with Ma Zheng.He even asked Ma Zheng seriously, is Zhao Xinxi pretty?

"It should be pretty."

Recalling that scene, Zhao Xinxi has an extraordinary temperament, and her figure is also eye-catching. She is more than excellent as a model.

"Then you are not at a loss. In a sense, you are a fit. I am envious of my third uncle."

"Can you talk well? Third Uncle, if you say that, I will imagine." Ma Zheng was depressed, which was relieved a lot because of Third Uncle's teasing.

"Her surname is Zhao, she came out of Changshan Prince's Mansion, and her martial arts skills have long been recognized."

"Entrance?"

This was already the second time Ma Zheng heard Uncle San say this word.

"That's right, you haven't been in touch yet." The third uncle came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Do you want to hear what it means to be in the hall, or do you want to hear about that woman?"

"What do you say?"

Ma Zheng blinked at his third uncle, he still had a youthful and innocent appearance at this time, which made his third uncle laugh heartily, pointed at Ma Zheng and said with a smile: "You are the same as when I was young."

"You said her surname is Zhao, so could it be Zhao Shuxue?"

"She is Zhao Shuxue, you are already dead." The third uncle shook his head in denial.

"That's right, Zhao Shuxue competed with someone at the gate of the underworld two or thirty years ago, and she should be an old woman by now," Ma Zheng said to himself.

The third uncle, who was sitting next to Ma Zheng, had an imperceptible smile on his face when he heard such a soliloquy, as if he had played a prank.

"Her name is Zhao Xinxi, the number one beauty in martial arts back then."

"Ah!" Although Ma Zheng was hurt by this woman named Zhao Xinxi and could only lie on the ground, he was still proud of his vision.

But he didn't hear the word "back then" that the third uncle spoke vaguely.

"She's looking for you!"

"Find me?"

Hearing this, Ma Zheng frowned slightly, and began to calculate in his heart.

It is unlikely that weeds will be eradicated.From the outside, Ma Zheng is not a threat at all, and he and the woman have never met, the only intersection is the sixteen sword lights.

Feeling the third uncle's gaze on his face, Ma Zheng said, "She doesn't want to kill the weeds, does she?"

"You think too much. Can you be regarded as a threat to others? Didn't I just say that you fit together?"

"Third Uncle, can you speak seriously?" Ma Zheng puffed up his cheeks again.

"The descendants of Changshan King, all of them have superb blazing yang kung fu, and the five elements of splitting yang sword qi are unstoppable, so why don't you die? Xin Jin cut down Jiamu, and the sword qi entered your body, it should be that your soul and soul are torn apart, but you didn't die, you say it's strange Not to blame?"

"Xin Hejia, third uncle, you are both gold and wood, I don't understand." Ma Zheng was talking nonsense with his eyes open. Although he had devoted almost all his energy to wealth and power in his previous life, it doesn't mean he didn't Dabble in others, especially Chinese studies.

"Then let me start from the beginning." In the eyes of the third uncle, Ma Zheng didn't look like a fake.

"800 years ago, the ancestors of the Ma family accidentally acquired the 'spiritual mind technique'. They regarded it as a treasure and practiced it diligently. After they got married and had children, their blood was innately woody."

"The five elements belong to wood?" Ma Zheng knows that people have five elements, and can understand that martial arts can change the five elements of the human body, but it is hard to imagine that this thing can be inherited.

"That's right. That is to say, except for the innate wood-based mind-scaring method, the Ma family's children practice other exercises with twice the result and half the effort. Even if the blood is so weak that it is unnecessary, they will definitely not be able to practice the exercises that restrain the attributes."

"Third Uncle, are you talking about Tian Shu Nan?"

"Do you know the Heavenly Book?"

"The more you say these words, the more exaggerated they become. I can't understand them at all. Is it a heavenly book or something?"

The cold light that had just gathered in the third uncle's eyes suddenly dissipated, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again:

"Oh, it's a bit difficult for you. Don't you plan to let Zhao Xinxi go? I think you still have hope."

"Really?"

"Really, but I have to deal with one thing first."

"Third Uncle, why do you like to whet your appetite?" Ma Zheng's face was a little dissatisfied.However, Ma Zheng didn't miss the coldness that flashed in the eyes of the third uncle when he heard the word "Book of Heaven" just now. While making him sneer, he also firmly remembered these two words in his heart, which can make the third uncle's only The fox is so nervous, there is definitely a lot to say.

In fact, the third uncle is not really used to teasing others.

Almost all the bandits who just arrived died, but only almost, with one exception.

When Zhao Xinxi appeared earlier, although the third uncle wanted to keep his and Ma Zheng's aura from leaking out, avoiding Zhao Xinxi's perception, at the same time, the third uncle did not forget to pay attention to the burly bandit lying on the ground.

Before Zhao Xinxi appeared, Third Uncle was sure that the guy was still alive.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Zhao Xinxi to miss the breathing and heartbeat of an injured person, and there are only two possibilities for missing it.

One is that the burly bandit is dead, utterly dead.

The other was that he felt Zhao Xinxi's terror, not only holding his breath, but even suppressing his heartbeat to the point where it was almost inaudible.

The third uncle also thought that the guy was dead at first, until when he was talking to Ma Zheng just now, he suddenly heard the heartbeat of a third person.

There was no one else but the bandit.

"Stop pretending, do you think I can't hear your heartbeat?"

"Whoo~"

The mandrill opened his eyes suddenly, and Ma Zheng suddenly felt like two small lanterns lit up in front of his eyes.

"you're good."

The big cracked mouth was like a gap on a cliff, and the scorched teeth were the dirt in the gap. Ma Zheng felt that he could smell a smell, the smell of swill that had been stored for half a month in summer.

Seeing the bandit stand up in front of him, Ma Zheng knew what it means to be huge.

(End of this chapter)