Fu Shifeng

Chapter 41
The sun rises in the east, and the rooster crows.Cheng Sanwu woke up naturally. He saw that he was the only one left in the guest room, but Su Wangting and Mr. Changqing still had their luggage, so they probably left early.

Cheng Sanwu didn't bother to think too much, went out to the small outdoor courtyard, ignored the coolness in the early morning, took off his shirt, stretched his limbs, breathed and adjusted his breath, the muscles and muscles could be faintly agitated under the skin, and then played around One punch.

I saw Cheng Sanwu swung his arms, and the two arms, which seemed to be made of fine iron, surged with inner strength. Although the strength of punching and breathing was not strong, it still drove the strong wind in the courtyard, blowing the fallen leaves and dust on the ground. .

If any blind-eyed guy approached rashly and tried to attack Cheng Sanwu, he would probably be pushed aside with all his strength, and then he would be smashed and his head broken by the iron arm.Even soldiers in heavy armor would not dare to face this pair of terrifying iron arms comparable to maces.

Once the boxing was completed, Cheng Sanwu stood still, his muscles and bones tensed, his inner strength was neat, and there was a crackling sound, and at the same time, the pores everywhere opened up, and thin sweat evaporated.

Cheng Sanwu looked down at his hands that were slightly red and sweaty. He tried his best to perfect his movements just now, but he still couldn't mobilize his qi. The inner energy in his body always seemed to be blocked by an invisible window paper.

Cheng Sanwu went back to the house and took out the Hundred Refining Sword, and it was also a practice. There was a sound of the blade cutting through the air in the courtyard, but he found that he couldn't find the state of mind he had tried to cut bamboo in Yuquan Temple before, and he still couldn't use his energy.

"It's so annoying, I don't want to!"

Cheng Sanwu didn't know why, so he felt bored, so he went back to the guest room to wash up, and came to the empty front hall of the post house when he was fully dressed, just in time to see Su Wangting and Mr. They should still be busy in the back kitchen, but there are no other people.

"You two really woke up early enough to gossip before dawn?" Cheng Sanwu came to the table, poured himself a bowl of water, and drank with his head raised.

Unexpectedly, Su Wangting and Su Wangting didn't say a word, and looked at themselves with resentment on their faces.Cheng Sanwu was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Look at you, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"You snore like thunder, who can be in the same room as you?" Mr. Changqing snorted coldly.

"Did I snore?" Cheng Sanwu looked at Su Wangting with a little surprise, and the other party nodded helplessly.

"I'll just say it!" Cheng Sanwu clapped his fists, "I really was dreaming last night!"

"What?" Mr. Changqing was puzzled: "What is the relationship between dreaming and snoring?"

"I don't know about others, but I snore every time I dream." Cheng Sanwu became interested: "Guess what I dreamed about last night?"

"It can't be something like murder and arson?" Mr. Changqing learned about Cheng Sanwu's past from Su Wangting last night, and he was still secretly suspicious at this moment.

"Of course not!" Cheng Sanwu paused, and then said, "Uh, it seems to be the same."

"Old Cheng, you can just say it directly, and it's not a charade." After all, Su Wangting knew Cheng Sanwu better, and seeing his beaming face, he knew it was not some uncomfortable nightmare.

"I dreamed of Ankuti!" Cheng Sanwu was in high spirits, but the two people on the opposite side looked slightly solemn.

"I didn't know at the time that I was in a dream. I saw that guy Ankuti suddenly appearing in front of me. I thought he had cast some magic spell to bring me back from the dead." Cheng Sanwu sat down and said, "I just Seeing his stinky face, I didn't get angry, and immediately drew my sword and killed him."

"Can Antti in your dream cast spells?" Mr. Changqing's eyes flashed.

"Yes, why not?" Cheng gestured with two hands: "At one time, fireballs and lightning rained down like raindrops, and at other times, hundreds of skeletons were attracted, and the mountains and plains were endless."

"You... aren't afraid?" Mr. Changqing asked.

"Who cares about this when fighting?" Cheng Sanwu pointed to the knife, as if he was quite proud of his experience in the dream: "I went on a rampage all the way and killed those skeleton soldiers and horses with knives and guns. They are all vulnerable to a single blow, and they will be shattered all over the ground with a single blow."

"Skeleton soldiers and horses?" Mr. Changqing recalled the fierce battle on the bank of Tianchi Lake. After Anguti was severely injured by Cheng Sanwu, in order to protect himself, he summoned four rock giant statues and hundreds of skeleton soldiers and horses.

Such magical means opened Mr. Changqing's horizons. In the Han area of ​​the Central Plains, manipulating corpses is regarded as heretic sorcery without exception, and has never been accepted by the world.

Therefore, the magic of manipulating corpses is rarely developed in the Central Plains. Even heretics are nothing more than tricks of seducing dead souls and cultivating magic objects, which cannot be put on the table.If it goes too far, it will even attract the pursuit and encirclement of the imperial court and Buddhist experts.

The skeleton soldiers and horses summoned by Angutti are not phantoms without a real body. When Mr. Changqing cast a spell to form an formation, he clearly saw the vanguard soldiers fighting against the skeleton soldiers and horses.

The only special thing is that the skeleton soldiers and horses will quickly disintegrate and shatter into fine dust after being severely injured and cut down. The enemy attacks.

Although Mr. Changqing has obtained the rubbings of the inscription on the obelisk, it will not take a while to fully analyze it thoroughly, so right now he does not understand how Antty's spell works.

"And then?" Mr. Changqing asked again.

"Then?" Cheng Sanwu waved the knife repeatedly, recreating the scene in his dream: "I slashed wildly, which made Ankuti scream again and again. Seeing that he was about to be overtaken by me, he turned into an eagle and flew away quickly." gone."

"Eagle?" Mr. Changqing was puzzled.

Su Wangting speculated: "Think about it every day and dream at night. Zoroastrianism mostly uses falcons as emblems. Old Cheng may have seen it in the Fire Worship Temple, so he dreamed that Anguti turned into an eagle and flew away."

Mr. Changqing practiced Taoism, so he naturally worked hard on the mind, mind, and consciousness, knowing the mysteries of dreams, and the knowledge of dream interpretation is different from person to person.With Cheng Sanwu's rude and unscrupulous personality, he probably wasn't dreaming because of being frightened by Ankuti.

"What happened after that?" Mr. Changqing asked, "Angty turned into an eagle and flew away, will you follow?"

"Why should I fly? I just drew the bow and shot the arrow, and shot him down with one arrow." Cheng Sanwu took it for granted: "I just shot the eagle down, and I just got greedy, so I threw him away. Put it in hot water, boil it, scald the feathers, put it on the fire, and roast it on the spot.”

Mr. Changqing couldn't help but laugh, but this is also in line with the confusion of things in the dream, such as why there are bows and arrows, why the shot Ankati did not return to his original body, where did the hot water fire come from, etc. In the already bizarre and upside-down dream, the question seems to be taken for granted, and there is no answer at all.

"No wonder you mentioned roast chicken when you were talking in your sleep." Mr. Changqing realized that he was also stupid, why did he pursue Cheng Sanwu's dream?He is not the kind of wise man who can glimpse the past and future in his dreams.

"By the way, how did you defeat Anguti in the depths of the shrine back then?" Mr. Changqing asked again suddenly.

Cheng Sanwu's high-spirited expression gradually faded away, he scratched his beard, and replied: "That guy is injured, I rushed up and punched him three times and he was knocked down."

Mr. Changqing was dubious, although Cheng Sanwu's saber shot did inflict serious damage on Antty once, but when he rushed to the Hall of Mirrors to inspect the headless corpse, he found that the huge wound on Antty's chest had healed, and he still had some strength left Recalcitrant, and he has the star marrow in his hand, the power of spells is greatly increased, it is by no means so easy to deal with.

It's just that at that time, everyone was immersed in the excitement of defeating a powerful enemy, and no one asked how Cheng Sanwu killed Ankuti.

"I have also practiced martial arts for several years. Although I am only mediocre, I am not ignorant of profound martial arts skills and extraordinary skills." Mr. Changqing returned to his usual conceited description: "Warriors send out strong energy, of course It has the ability to create techniques and break laws, but it is not absolute.

"Not to mention other families, as far as my Taoism is concerned, spells are formed by using God to control Qi. The more refined the mind and the more powerful the Qi, the stronger the effectiveness and power of the spell. Thoughts form all kinds of real shapes, and then spread internal and external qi to achieve spells. The talismans and seals are like mortise and tenon joints. It really can't be shaken and destroyed by strong qi. What kind of person is An Quti? Lian Daqing Temple's host They are all defeated by his hands, how can they be killed with just three punches?"

Sitting opposite Cheng Sanwu had droopy eyelids, exactly like those drowsy students in the academy who didn't listen carefully.Seeing this, Su Wangting couldn't stop laughing, Mr. Changqing slapped the table and shouted: "We didn't cry sleepy, what are you sleeping for?"

Cheng Sanwu scratched his head and said, "When you talk about these things, it's like a monk chanting scriptures, humming endlessly, how can I understand?"

Mr. Changqing gritted his teeth and cursed secretly. Besides being conceited, he would inevitably be a good teacher. He couldn't stand Cheng Sanwu being so stupid and stupid, but he took it for granted and didn't feel ashamed.

"I really killed that guy with just three punches!" Cheng Sanwu was about to defend himself, and raised his head to point to the opposite side: "If you don't believe me, you can ask her!"

At this time, Afu came slowly, and she changed into a red and green matching chest-length skirt, with an apricot-yellow tulle shawl hanging between her arms, revealing her snow-white neck and shoulders.A three-ring flying fairy bun is tied on the head, and two locks of slightly curly brown hair hang down the side of the face, matching the green pupils and red lips, which has a unique charm.

"Cheng Sanwu, are you talking ill of me again?"

Compared with the previous capable and heroic Hu Fu men's clothing, Afu who changed into the Han Dynasty lady's skirt really added a bit more soft and charming.The slender figure hidden under the skirt, with light and short steps, can faintly see the light blue embroidered shoes below, she really looks like a noble lady, and even her tone of voice is a bit extravagant.

Among the three men at the same table, Su Wangting already had a family, so he looked away after only one glance.Mr. Changqing devoted himself to Taoism and did not pursue female sex.On the contrary, Cheng Sanwu, with bright eyes, looked Afu up and down, his eyes seemed to penetrate the fabric and go straight to the inside, without any intention of hiding.

"Why did you change your body?" Cheng Sanwu asked in surprise.

"Is it necessary to report to you when the woman changes clothes?" Afu stroked her skirt and sat at the table.

Cheng Sanwu approached slightly, his nose twitched: "It smells like soap, and it seems to be mixed with the fragrance of flowers."

If an ordinary man did this, Afu would definitely regard it as rude and offensive, and she might draw a knife and cut off her nose as punishment, but she just held her hair up and asked with a smile: "Does it smell good? This is the calyx green jade pancreas used by the royal court in the previous dynasty, but not everyone can afford it."

Cheng Sanwu raised his thumb and praised: "The fragrance is really fragrant, and the show is really showy. Who are you going to seduce by dressing up like this?"

Afu paused, and the noble temperament she had maintained was immediately broken. She gritted her teeth secretly, and the elegant smile on her face also added a little bit of annoyance at this moment.

Now Mr. Changqing couldn't help smiling, and quickly raised his hand to cover it up, thinking that to deal with such an unpredictable dominatrix, it really takes a reckless person like Cheng Sanwu.

"Cheng Sanwu, you have been in the Western Regions all these years, has no one thought of tearing your mouth?" Afu smiled angrily.

"Where is it? I am a very pleasing person. If you don't believe me, you can ask Lao Su." Cheng said in three or five words.

The corners of Su Wangting's mouth couldn't stop twitching. He could tell that Afu, as an embroidered envoy of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, had an extraordinary tolerance for Lao Cheng.If it were an idle martial artist, with such offensive words, he probably would not know how he died.

Afraid of getting too angry, Su Wangting quickly changed the subject: "Miss Afu, we are going to Huangguan in Kongtong Mountain today, what are your plans?"

"Someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs will come to meet you later." Afu resumed as usual: "Anyway, it is also a way to go to Zhonghuangguan, so it's okay to go together."

"By the way, the Star Marrow is such an important thing, why didn't the Ministry of Internal Affairs send a brigade to escort it earlier?" Cheng Sanwu asked.

Su Wangting spoke first: "Old Cheng, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has its own arrangements, so I'll talk more if it's not your turn."

Cheng Sanwu shut up knowingly, but Mr. Changqing discovered that Cheng Sanwu's unintentional words just pointed out that Afu's intention for this trip was definitely not for Xingmai.

Because even if the Embroidered Clothes Emissary of the Ministry of Internal Affairs acts secretly, if she is the only one on the stage, it may be difficult to accomplish anything.Mr. Changqing followed Daguan Daoist to practice Taoism and study military books, and found that Afu came to the Western Regions alone, more like a scout to spy on the enemy, but he didn't know what her real goal was.

Last night, Mr. Changqing also chatted with Su Wangting about the destination of the star marrow. Since the star marrow was brought back to Chang'an by Afu, neither Mr. Lu Xiangye nor the British Duke actually got any benefits from this fight over this object. Not the ultimate winner.

As for the attitude of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it is even more ambiguous.Because the Ministry of Internal Affairs is only loyal to the emperor, and it is ordered to monitor the world. It is very authoritative, and their every word can determine the life and death of many people.

"I don't only have the star marrow here, but also a bunch of miscellaneous bits and pieces." Afu didn't care too much: "The staff of Qi Dadu has been escorting us out of Longyou Road, which is not in compliance with the regulations. I asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send us It is only natural that people come to Yuanzhou to meet them."

(End of this chapter)