Wei Shu

"Come in and talk."

After a breath, Jiang's voice sounded, and she glared at Cheng Yuejiao again.

Cheng Yuejiao was very reluctant, but she sat down at the table obediently, pouted and lowered her head to pinch the corner of her clothes, with a bit of grievance still on her face.

Jiang looked around and couldn't help shaking her head and sighing secretly.

She has raised this daughter too delicately, she is so innocent that she is almost stupid, now she wants to get it back, and she has to suffer.

However, after thinking about it again, how could she have survived these past few years without this child by her side?Whenever she was worried, with this child smiling and making noise in front of her eyes, the yard would suddenly come alive, and her heart would not be so empty.

Forget it, isn't this under 13 years old?In the future, I will teach slowly, and I will always be able to teach well.

Besides, this kid's heart is not bad, and he didn't cultivate the treacherous air of a first-class Xiaojiazi, but he saved a lot of heart.

Thinking of this, Jiang's gaze towards her daughter gradually softened. Seeing her sitting there pitifully, like a flower wilted by the wind and rain, her heart softened again, and she winked at Mei Xiang.

Mei Xiang understood, and turned to Dong Ci Jian'er lightly, and after a while, she took back a bamboo leaf box painted with silver and black lacquer, and placed it by Cheng Yuejiao's hand.

In that box were all kinds of flower tinnies, Cheng Yuejiao used to beg Jiang Shi to buy them, Jiang Shi originally planned to give them to her after returning to Beijing, but now she took them out ahead of time to make her daughter happy.

When Wei Shu entered the room, she saw that the mistress was burying her head in the jewelry box, and the hair all over her body had been subdued, how could she look like she was playing petty?
Looking aside, Jiang Shi also stared at her beloved daughter with extremely gentle eyes.

Come on, come on, a loving mother is a loser, if she continues to pamper her like this, this delicate girl's tail will go up to the sky.

Wei Shu deeply felt that children were difficult to teach, so she took a breath and stepped forward to salute.

"That's all." Jiang Shi waved his hand, and Wei Shu took advantage of the situation and flattened her body without courtesy, and sighed again in her heart:
I am really miserable.

He became a slave again.

The God of this world seems to be in a panic with nothing to do. He just loves to stare at her and lead her to the slave road, and he can't dodge it.

From fleeing Baishuang City to now, Wei Shu has fought against a handful of people, at least not until she was picked by Mrs. Jiang and found out about the situation of this family, and she finally settled down.

And the experience of this year, in summary, there are only eight words:
The injury is hard to heal, and it has traveled thousands of miles.

On the last year's Lantern Festival, Wei Shu and Shu Jiu exchanged a move at Kuozui Cliff, breaking the barrier with the Pofeng Arrow Technique, reaching the seventh level, and the cold poison in the body also broke out.

Fearing that Shan Zhuang and others would come after him, Wei Shu jumped off the cliff and ran for an unknown number of miles overnight, exhausting her internal energy until she finally fainted.

When she woke up, she realized that she ran in the wrong direction in a daze, but went deep into the Dajin Kingdom, and wanted to choose another way, but the cold poison didn't give her this chance at all. In desperation, she had to start He found a deserted cave to live in, and lived a life of ruthlessness and blood drinking.

In the first few days, she was lethargic most of the time, and she was not awake much.

Fortunately, a lot of wound medicine was found from Ah Fu's body, and Wei Shu also had some dry food on her body, but she was not hungry, and her injuries recovered quickly.

However, the cold poison in the body is extremely difficult to suppress.

This poison seems to be related to the exercises she has been practicing all along. After a little effort, her body will be as cold as ice and her hair will be frosted. There seem to be thousands of ice needles piercing her dantian, which is extremely painful.

After a few episodes, Wei Shu became a useless person, unable to even hunt wild geese, let alone other things, and could only wrap her belly with wild vegetables every day.

However, everything is good and bad.

Perhaps because of frequent coma, Wei Shu's memory about Aqisi recovered a lot, and she also recalled that Aqi had actually found a way to restrain the cold poison, and hid it in the mountain. In the temple.

It was a booklet called "The Divine Art of Refining Blood".

According to rumors, this is a secret technique of a sect called "Fierce Sword Sect" in the early years of the Jianghu. It burns the blood in the body and fuses the unique method of breathing and breathing, and condenses it into a knife gang.

Judging from the operation of the exercises, it can counteract the cold poison, ice and fire, and should be able to dissipate a little of it. If it is practiced to the seventh level or above, it may be possible to pull out part of the cold poison from the body to reduce the internal injuries attached to it during exercise.

However, this "Blood Refining Divine Art" uses the body as a furnace and uses blood as a guide.Therefore, Aqis has never practiced, and only suppresses toxins with a milder medicinal bath.

And on the night of the Lantern Festival, Wei Shu went to the mountain temple to retrieve the Broken Wind Bow, and brought out the booklet as well.Fortunately, this allowed her to find a glimmer of life, so she began to practice the "Blood Refining Art".

Although she also knew that this was probably drinking poison to quench thirst.However, if she didn't practice, she wouldn't even be able to survive a month. Two evils are the lesser of two evils, and survival is more important than anything else.

And when Wei Shu finally suppressed the cold poison again and went on the road again, it was already the autumn killing season in August.

Autumn is high and crisp, the weather is cool and suitable, and the mountain roads are easier to walk.She tossed and turned in the mountains for more than a month, and finally arrived at Zhending Mansion, a state capital in the northwestern border of the Great Song Dynasty, before Lidong.

At that time, Wei Shu was exhausted physically and mentally to the extreme, her whole body was dark, thin and dirty, she was no different from the refugees fleeing famine outside the pass, even if she met the villa killer, they probably wouldn't recognize her.

During the six months of wandering in the wild, she hardly had a good night's sleep.

She single-handedly arranged for nearly a thousand slaves to escape from the Kingdom of Jin, but she didn't know their current whereabouts.She was thinking about this all the time, worried about whether they could return to the Song Dynasty safely, whether they could find a place to settle down, and about their situation in the Song Dynasty.

And the face of the deceased often appears in dreams.

She knew that she couldn't save everyone.

But every time she dreamed back at midnight, she always dreamed that she flew to the riverside and rushed to the cliff, not only saving Ye Fei and Zhou Shang, but also saving the dozen or so Changfeng soldiers.

After waking up from the dream, the cool breeze penetrated her body, and her heart would also become colder. Even if she fell asleep again, her spirit would not be at peace.

All these sapped Wei Shu's already scarce spirit, and the cold poison often broke out, and blood refining was always accompanied by the danger of death.Every step forward in martial arts is walking side by side with death,

It is precisely because of this that Wei Shu started dealing with Ren Yazi after sneaking into Zhending Mansion.

She needs a quiet place to heal.

Internal injuries, external injuries, and mental injuries all make her urgently need to cultivate and rejuvenate. Looking at the world, what is more suitable than a wealthy family or a deep house?
Not to mention anything else, just food and lodging, the depths of the house are more than a hundred times stronger than the outside, and Wei Shu never wants to experience the taste of eating wind and drinking dew.Another one, in the deep house, surrounded by high walls on four sides, it naturally cuts off countless prying eyes.

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