Wei Shu
Chapter 5 The old dream
Chapter 5 The old dream
Wei Shu stared at the young man's face, trying to think of something, but the darkness remained the same, and the fog was always the fog.
"She" probably doesn't know this person, otherwise she should have some impression.
Wei Shu thought so.
She really wanted to figure out the key point, but the two corpses were right in front of her, and the buzzing in her head was endless, as if thousands of voices were talking to her at the same time, but she couldn't make out a single word, she was dizzy The feeling of dizziness hits from time to time, and the intersection of cold and heat in the dantian is even worse than before.
It's better to tidy up the beginning and the end first.
Leaning against the thatched shed and panting for a while, Wei Shu got up on hands and feet and began to dispose of the corpse. Strange thoughts kept popping up in her mind, and her technique was unusually proficient. At the same time, a name vaguely appeared in front of her eyes:
Cang River.
This is obviously a memory belonging to "her".
Wei Shu found that only when she touches the corresponding person, thing, or thing, the book in the dark will be turned and the candle will be illuminated, and she can also read those necessary or corresponding people, things, or things. Things—it's just like the Gouba just now, or the Canghe that she's thinking of right now.
Thoughts gradually dissipated, Wei Shu recalled the weird name that Gou Ba had evoked:
Arrow eleven.
This is the title of "her".
Eight hooks, eleven arrows.
It's just as weird and absurd as it sounds.
Wei Shu pondered over these two titles repeatedly, speculating that "she" and Gou Ba were probably in the same group, at least they used to be.This can be seen from their familiarity with each other's martial arts moves and their similar nicknames.
Apart from the two of them, Wei Shu guessed that there should be strange names like "Seven Swords", "Ten Guns", "Thirteen Axes", corresponding to each person.
They... no, who are we...?
As soon as this thought came up, her head suddenly "buzzed", and a strong fishy sweetness rose from her throat. Wei Shu couldn't help it anymore, and opened her mouth to "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, as if pierced into her dantian Thousands of steel needles suddenly spun around.
Wei Shu's slumped body was blocked by Jing Yuan, who was close to her back. Her face was pale and trembling, she leaned against the side of the well with her eyes closed and gasped for breath, her chest and back were burning with pain.
Gou Ba probably used [-]% of his strength in that palm, the soft armor has been broken.
Wei Shu touched her back with her backhand, and sure enough, there were sharp thorns hidden under the thin spring shirt.
Gouba also has a piece of soft armor of the same shape.
Wei Shu could no longer concentrate on thinking about the reason.
The armor was torn, and she could no longer protect her body, so she simply took off her outer shirt, took off the soft armor and threw it aside, then put on the outer shirt.
Just after doing these things, she broke out in a hot sweat, but her body felt cold again and again, and everything in front of her eyes seemed to be spinning.
There was a faint thunder in the sky, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier. The cold raindrops were blowing on the upper body with a cool wind, and the chill was expected, which slightly reduced the feeling of dizziness.
However, the darkness still surged, and the fog in his mind kept rolling.
Wei Shu's consciousness gradually became a little chaotic.
She probably fainted for a little while.Either for a moment, or for a few breaths.When she woke up, the rain was still there, but the sky was darker than before.
It's going to rain heavily.
Under the dome, a cloud is rushing, which is the precursor of heavy rain.
Wei Shu struggled to get up, but her hands and feet were weak, she tried several times but failed, and a heavy tiredness flooded her body like a tide.
No way... Canghe...need to go to Canghe...
The thoughts in her mind were strong and persistent, forcing Wei Shu to accumulate strength again, and finally got up.
Standing under the leaky thatched shed, she opened her mouth and sucked in the cold air with all her strength. Her legs were as soft as noodles, and she stood there shaking. Venus shot out in front of her eyes, and everything she could see was blurred.
She had no choice but to close her eyes tightly and try her best to adjust her breath.
After a long while, the severe pain in the dantian finally gradually eased, and the alternating feeling of hot and cold also slightly decreased.
When her body regained some strength, Wei Shu immediately picked up the big bundle she had packed earlier, stuffed the discarded soft armor into it, and staggered away from the mountain temple.
The Cang River is not far away, and after leaving the temple gate and facing north, cross two long streets and you will arrive.
Wei Shu walked back and forth following her memory, and when she turned around, her hands were empty.
During this journey, she was not so clear-headed, but fortunately, it was raining and windy at this time, and she didn't bump into anyone on the road, so she didn't encounter any trouble, it was a fluke.
When a remnant eaves finally appeared in front of her eyes, Wei Shu slowed down, supported the dilapidated wall with one hand, and supported her knees with the other, walking forward slowly with her hunched body, with a vague feeling in her heart. idea:
Skilled in killing people, high in martial arts, proficient in destroying corpses and traces, all these are beyond the reach of ordinary people. What is the identity of "she"?How can he make a judgment so calmly and quickly, and put it into action firmly?
Where does "her" endurance come from?
Even though she was exhausted and suffering unbearably, she was able to keep her spirit altar very clear, and she could use this to extract the little remaining energy in her body to accomplish her set goals.
What kind of experience and past is it that makes a girl in her teens have such a strong mind?When Wei Shu was "her" age, she was far behind her.
Hook eight...Arrow eleven...Hard to guess identity...
My thoughts gradually became entangled, the feeling of dizziness came back again, and my body seemed to weigh a thousand catties.
Wei Shu didn't know how she walked back to the hall.It wasn't until her cheek was pressed against the burly, messy futon again that she was startled by this familiar touch, and she was lying down in the same place in the hall just like the moment when she was revived.
Why... am I back again?
Thoughts floated up, darkness surged up like a tide, and Wei Shu fell into chaos completely...
She had a strange dream.
In the dream, someone was chasing and killing her.Sometimes the chasing soldiers were the Yuan Emperor's private guards in heavy armor, and sometimes they were a group of black-clothed masked men; the moment before, the handsome face of the centurion, the personal guard, was still on the side, giving her admiration and satisfaction; the next breath, She faced the outflanking of the men in black alone, alone and helpless. She could only pull up her longbow with all her strength, and the whistling of swords and swords passed by like a gust of wind.
Then, blood turned red in her vision.
She could feel the coldness of Jin Ge rubbing against her body, and she could also touch the auspicious beast carved on the armrest of the emperor's throne.Under Dan Chi, the gloomy expressions of civil and military officials are almost in sight.But soon, all of this was covered by thick fog, and boundless emptiness and emptiness surrounded her.She couldn't see where she came from, nor where she was going, and floated lightly, like a flying catkin without roots and grounds.
A tall and elegant figure slowly emerged from the chaos.
The hand with the scent of medicine lightly stroked the forehead, coldly, shudderingly, but inexplicably gave birth to a trace of nostalgia.
"Drink it." Lingling's voice sounded like wind blowing through the holes in the jade ring.
The thick black juice instantly turned into a flood of beasts, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, swallowing everything...
....................................
Ask for a ticket Ask for a ticket.
(End of this chapter)
Wei Shu stared at the young man's face, trying to think of something, but the darkness remained the same, and the fog was always the fog.
"She" probably doesn't know this person, otherwise she should have some impression.
Wei Shu thought so.
She really wanted to figure out the key point, but the two corpses were right in front of her, and the buzzing in her head was endless, as if thousands of voices were talking to her at the same time, but she couldn't make out a single word, she was dizzy The feeling of dizziness hits from time to time, and the intersection of cold and heat in the dantian is even worse than before.
It's better to tidy up the beginning and the end first.
Leaning against the thatched shed and panting for a while, Wei Shu got up on hands and feet and began to dispose of the corpse. Strange thoughts kept popping up in her mind, and her technique was unusually proficient. At the same time, a name vaguely appeared in front of her eyes:
Cang River.
This is obviously a memory belonging to "her".
Wei Shu found that only when she touches the corresponding person, thing, or thing, the book in the dark will be turned and the candle will be illuminated, and she can also read those necessary or corresponding people, things, or things. Things—it's just like the Gouba just now, or the Canghe that she's thinking of right now.
Thoughts gradually dissipated, Wei Shu recalled the weird name that Gou Ba had evoked:
Arrow eleven.
This is the title of "her".
Eight hooks, eleven arrows.
It's just as weird and absurd as it sounds.
Wei Shu pondered over these two titles repeatedly, speculating that "she" and Gou Ba were probably in the same group, at least they used to be.This can be seen from their familiarity with each other's martial arts moves and their similar nicknames.
Apart from the two of them, Wei Shu guessed that there should be strange names like "Seven Swords", "Ten Guns", "Thirteen Axes", corresponding to each person.
They... no, who are we...?
As soon as this thought came up, her head suddenly "buzzed", and a strong fishy sweetness rose from her throat. Wei Shu couldn't help it anymore, and opened her mouth to "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, as if pierced into her dantian Thousands of steel needles suddenly spun around.
Wei Shu's slumped body was blocked by Jing Yuan, who was close to her back. Her face was pale and trembling, she leaned against the side of the well with her eyes closed and gasped for breath, her chest and back were burning with pain.
Gou Ba probably used [-]% of his strength in that palm, the soft armor has been broken.
Wei Shu touched her back with her backhand, and sure enough, there were sharp thorns hidden under the thin spring shirt.
Gouba also has a piece of soft armor of the same shape.
Wei Shu could no longer concentrate on thinking about the reason.
The armor was torn, and she could no longer protect her body, so she simply took off her outer shirt, took off the soft armor and threw it aside, then put on the outer shirt.
Just after doing these things, she broke out in a hot sweat, but her body felt cold again and again, and everything in front of her eyes seemed to be spinning.
There was a faint thunder in the sky, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier. The cold raindrops were blowing on the upper body with a cool wind, and the chill was expected, which slightly reduced the feeling of dizziness.
However, the darkness still surged, and the fog in his mind kept rolling.
Wei Shu's consciousness gradually became a little chaotic.
She probably fainted for a little while.Either for a moment, or for a few breaths.When she woke up, the rain was still there, but the sky was darker than before.
It's going to rain heavily.
Under the dome, a cloud is rushing, which is the precursor of heavy rain.
Wei Shu struggled to get up, but her hands and feet were weak, she tried several times but failed, and a heavy tiredness flooded her body like a tide.
No way... Canghe...need to go to Canghe...
The thoughts in her mind were strong and persistent, forcing Wei Shu to accumulate strength again, and finally got up.
Standing under the leaky thatched shed, she opened her mouth and sucked in the cold air with all her strength. Her legs were as soft as noodles, and she stood there shaking. Venus shot out in front of her eyes, and everything she could see was blurred.
She had no choice but to close her eyes tightly and try her best to adjust her breath.
After a long while, the severe pain in the dantian finally gradually eased, and the alternating feeling of hot and cold also slightly decreased.
When her body regained some strength, Wei Shu immediately picked up the big bundle she had packed earlier, stuffed the discarded soft armor into it, and staggered away from the mountain temple.
The Cang River is not far away, and after leaving the temple gate and facing north, cross two long streets and you will arrive.
Wei Shu walked back and forth following her memory, and when she turned around, her hands were empty.
During this journey, she was not so clear-headed, but fortunately, it was raining and windy at this time, and she didn't bump into anyone on the road, so she didn't encounter any trouble, it was a fluke.
When a remnant eaves finally appeared in front of her eyes, Wei Shu slowed down, supported the dilapidated wall with one hand, and supported her knees with the other, walking forward slowly with her hunched body, with a vague feeling in her heart. idea:
Skilled in killing people, high in martial arts, proficient in destroying corpses and traces, all these are beyond the reach of ordinary people. What is the identity of "she"?How can he make a judgment so calmly and quickly, and put it into action firmly?
Where does "her" endurance come from?
Even though she was exhausted and suffering unbearably, she was able to keep her spirit altar very clear, and she could use this to extract the little remaining energy in her body to accomplish her set goals.
What kind of experience and past is it that makes a girl in her teens have such a strong mind?When Wei Shu was "her" age, she was far behind her.
Hook eight...Arrow eleven...Hard to guess identity...
My thoughts gradually became entangled, the feeling of dizziness came back again, and my body seemed to weigh a thousand catties.
Wei Shu didn't know how she walked back to the hall.It wasn't until her cheek was pressed against the burly, messy futon again that she was startled by this familiar touch, and she was lying down in the same place in the hall just like the moment when she was revived.
Why... am I back again?
Thoughts floated up, darkness surged up like a tide, and Wei Shu fell into chaos completely...
She had a strange dream.
In the dream, someone was chasing and killing her.Sometimes the chasing soldiers were the Yuan Emperor's private guards in heavy armor, and sometimes they were a group of black-clothed masked men; the moment before, the handsome face of the centurion, the personal guard, was still on the side, giving her admiration and satisfaction; the next breath, She faced the outflanking of the men in black alone, alone and helpless. She could only pull up her longbow with all her strength, and the whistling of swords and swords passed by like a gust of wind.
Then, blood turned red in her vision.
She could feel the coldness of Jin Ge rubbing against her body, and she could also touch the auspicious beast carved on the armrest of the emperor's throne.Under Dan Chi, the gloomy expressions of civil and military officials are almost in sight.But soon, all of this was covered by thick fog, and boundless emptiness and emptiness surrounded her.She couldn't see where she came from, nor where she was going, and floated lightly, like a flying catkin without roots and grounds.
A tall and elegant figure slowly emerged from the chaos.
The hand with the scent of medicine lightly stroked the forehead, coldly, shudderingly, but inexplicably gave birth to a trace of nostalgia.
"Drink it." Lingling's voice sounded like wind blowing through the holes in the jade ring.
The thick black juice instantly turned into a flood of beasts, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, swallowing everything...
....................................
Ask for a ticket Ask for a ticket.
(End of this chapter)
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