The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 36: We should not know each other when we meet
  The Red Lady has a red hand.

It led Su Zhen towards the depths of the cave and opened the stone door at the end.

Behind the stone gate is a vast lake.

The diffuse mist blurs the boundaries of the lake. It seems to be connected to the ground, but the texture is softer, and silky waves will appear when the wind blows.

Su Zhen walked to the lake and looked down at the water.

My heart suddenly tightened.

In the water, an evil ghost with green arms, no face, and golden eyes was looking at him. He subconsciously took half a step back, but his shoulder was held down by the red hand.

Hongshou wanted to take off his clothes, but Su Zhen didn't like the feeling of being forced, so he quickly held him down and said:

"I will do it myself!"

When Su Zhen looked into the water again, the evil figure standing upside down in the water had disappeared, replaced by a red-haired girl.

The girl's long hair was messy and dusty, but her eyes were as clear as water.

These are really a pair of cold eyes. Any anger and resistance that appear in them will cause the smallest ripples.

Su Zhen began to take apart his clothes.

The outer garment fell to the ground with a crash, the inner lining fell like leaves, and the belt was as light as falling snow.

When Su Zhen's eyes turned to the water again, his heart was frozen with the fog on the lake.

This was the first time he saw a naked girl with his own eyes. She was reflected in the water, slender and graceful, with a delicate face, like a seductive spell.

He naturally walked into the reeling pond and walked towards the swaying shadow of the water. In the ripples, his body and the shadow merged into one.

He also felt the biting cold of the lake as if waking up from a dream. The cold was like dense needles, and the paralysis it brought made him unable to move his limbs.

He thought he was drowning, but strangely, after the water reached his neck, his body stopped sinking.

Su Zhen slowly adapted to the coldness of the water. Warmth surged out of his body, making his limbs active again. He picked up the lake water and scrubbed his body, carefully, as if washing a piece of snowy and smooth silk.

After cleaning, all the turbidity and heaviness seemed to have disappeared, and he felt lighter than ever before.

The red hand appeared again, bringing a plain dress.

The dress was well cut and pressed perfectly against the body. He put it on and looked back, his back was tall and straight in the water, and his long, wet burgundy hair was draped over his shoulders and back, giving off a wet and cold color.

"Little girl, how do you feel?"

Back in the cave, Grandma Miao's mother stared at him.

"The water in the Diaochi is really wonderful. After bathing, I feel like I have been reborn." Su Zhen said truthfully.

"I was asking how your clothes are."

Grandma Miao's mother sighed and said: "The Diaochi is the place where all tailors go back. It's so magical that it goes without saying."

"Grandma's sewing is very good, as if it has been carefully tailored, and there is no fault at all." Su Zhen said.

"It seems that my skills have not declined much over the years." Grandma Miao's mother said happily.

It seemed like she hadn't been this tired for a long time. Her joy flashed away and was immediately replaced by exhaustion.

The candles beside the stone platform were extinguished one after another. Grandma Miao said she wanted to rest and let the white cat see off the guests.

Su Zhen left the cave.

In the grass waves that came into view, Fenghua was waiting for her, standing on one foot like a lonely straw man.

Last night, she was the one who carried Su Zhen to seek medical treatment.

Fenghua looked Su Zhen up and down and said, "She's so beautiful. It seems that mother-in-law treats you very well."

"She taught me how to practice soul skills and sewed new clothes for me." Su Zhen said.

"It's really strange. I heard from the doctor that this grandma has a weird temperament. Although her medical skills are superb, she usually only cures half of the treatment. She can only save half of the body from death and hang her life. Why is she so nice to you?" Fenghua asked.

"Maybe it's because you're too witchy?"

Su Zhen couldn't think of any other explanation.

Jumping over the stones in the stream, two doll-like children were waiting.

On the way back, the fog was thick.

While walking, Su Zhen heard someone calling a certain name anxiously. Looking around, he saw a blind woman crawling on the ground, her hands constantly groping for something.

Not far in front of her, a boy was fixed upright on a wooden shelf. His upper body was still flesh and blood, but his lower body had turned into a bloated thing like a silkworm cocoon, soaked in scalding boiling water.

The young tailor was methodically pulling out the silk strips from his body and winding them around a wooden tube.

The little boy tried his best to stretch out his arms to his mother, who was crawling towards him, and shouted: "Mom, don't worry, I haven't turned into material yet. You can touch and see, my hands are soft."

"It's better if it's not. It's better if it's not."

His mother grabbed his hand, groping like crazy, and said, "Hurry up, follow me back to the house. Your sister is looking for you in the house. Don't wander around outside."

"Mom, it's stuffy in the house, I want to get some air."

As the boy spoke, tears fell down.

The tailor put the rolled silk cone aside without changing his expression, packed up the silk sheath, and took out a new cone.

Fog flowed down from the mountains, submerging villages and settlements. People's cries were hidden in the fog, and gradually became blurred and hard to find in the flow over the years.

When Su Zhen looked at this well-tailored clothes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The wind blew from the mist, and the wrinkles it brought up squirmed as vividly as flesh and blood, as if they wanted to merge with him.

Back to the cabin filled with hay.

Su Zhen sat cross-legged and continued to practice according to the method Feng Hua taught him.

The flowing Qi turned into mana, accumulated in his Jiang Palace, and turned into a mysterious mass. It was like a core starting device. All energy started from it, and wind, thunder, lightning, and fire were born from it.

The feeling of exhalation is amazing.

Su Zhen felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter. This was a lightness that had nothing to rely on. It could not contain the seven emotions and six desires, let alone the heavy flesh and bones.

In the confusion, he condensed into a bright point, and realized the origin under the surface of the world with the purest perception. This feeling is addictive, and the greedy Zen mentioned by the Buddha seems to be like this.

After finishing this round of training, Su Zhen discovered that Feng Hua had been staring at him coldly.

Feng Hua said: "My talent is already quite good, but it took me three months to reach your level, and you achieved all this in just one day and one night. Sometimes I really doubt it," Feng Hua said. Have you already cultivated to a good level, but you just lost your magic power and memory and have to do it all over again?"

Feng Hua's judgment was as sharp as a knife, cutting straight to the point. Su Zhen was also curious about Yu Yue's past identity, so he followed Feng Hua's words and asked:

"Losing mana and memory and starting from scratch...is this such a thing in the world?"

"I've heard rumors about this, but never seen it before," Feng Hua said.

"Really..." Su Zhen murmured to himself.

"You really don't remember anything?" Feng Hua asked.

Su Zhen nodded and said, "I think I forgot a lot of things."

Feng Hua was silent for a moment and said: "Practice is the key to all things. If you really have dusty memories, perhaps practice will awaken them. Unfortunately, you have too little time. No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain. Do you really want to continue?" "

"Besides practicing, I have nothing to do." Su Zhen said.

If he is not strong enough, even if the opportunity comes to him, he will not be able to grasp it.

"That's right. However, I still suggest that you stop practicing spells. First of all, I am not good at spells and can't teach you more. Secondly, casting spells requires a lot of mana, and it will take a year and a half at the fastest to really get started. . Moreover, the spells are extremely accurate. For example, if you condense a blazing fireball, it will be in vain if it cannot hit anyone." Feng Hua said.

"Then what should I learn? Martial arts?" Su Zhen asked.

"Martial arts is indeed something I am good at, but unfortunately, it is also difficult to learn."

Feng Hua recalled the past and said calmly: "Kung Fu looks simpler than fancy spells, but in fact it is not easy at all. There is no shortcut, it all depends on constant polishing and forging, but it has one advantage. "

"What advantages?" Su Zhen asked.

"Use weakness to gain strength."

Feng Hua's pupils suddenly became sharp.

When Su Zhen heard this, he immediately recalled the scene where the elder uncle of Qinglu Palace was killed instantly outside the ruined temple.

According to the killer's technique, this old man is actually very powerful. If you give him time to use his energy to cast spells, the purple-robed killer is no match. Unfortunately, fighting is not like throwing dice to compare the odds. The alchemist meditates in front of the alchemy furnace every day, wandering around in the world, neglecting Physical cultivation, once assassinated at close range, is tantamount to death.

This is the role of martial arts. Agility can dodge spells, and ruthless moves can kill enemies quickly.

When the enemy relaxes, a thunderous assassination attack is launched in an instant, and few people can guard against it.

"Then you should have killed many people who are stronger than you, right?" Su Zhen asked.

"of course."

Feng Hua nodded proudly and said: "I have even killed a real first-class master. I stabbed his body from behind with a knife and shattered his internal organs. He fell in front of me like a little minion. .

For a long time after that, I felt uneasy and couldn't sleep.

I recalled the details of the assassination over and over again. I suspected that I had been fooled or that I was just killing a stand-in. It was not until a month later that the news of his death spread completely. He lost his position and his family began to suffer revenge. It was falling apart and declining. Only then did I truly believe that I had succeeded. "

"You are an excellent killer." Su Zhen praised.

"I am a killer with acceptable sword skills, but it is not necessary to use sword skills to kill people. In this aspect, Nan Chang is better than me." Nan Chang...

Su Zhen thought again of that pretty girl in a green skirt who looked like a lady to everyone. Her gentle voice was no longer elusive, and only her cold and provocative smile echoed in her ears.

Feng Hua stood up and said: "Okay, if you want to learn my martial arts, I will teach you."

"Thank you, Miss Fenghua."

Su Zhen originally thought that Feng Hua would teach him some basic things first. As soon as he said the word "good for him", the girl who had been relaxed before had punched him head-on. He tilted his head back to dodge, but his movements were slow. After half a beat, he was hit on the forehead and hit the ground hard on the back of his head.

Yu Yue was physically strong, and although Su Zhenbing was hit hard, he did not feel excessive pain.

Without giving him any time to hesitate, Feng Hua leaned down, bent her palms into claws, and grabbed him directly at the throat. Su Zhen got up hastily to resist, but Feng Hua changed her moves when she got closer to him, appearing behind him like a ghost, palm The knife was pressed against the back of his neck.

"You're dead." Feng Hua said.

Her strength has long been reduced to ten percent, but her skills are still as agile as a swallow.

When she activated her move, her innate murderous aura was like mercury pouring down the ground. The boy guarding the door was so startled that he couldn't help but look inside the room. It was also so startled that Su Zhen forgot to breathe. At this moment, the knife was pressed against his neck, and he began to gasp with lingering fear.

The short-haired girl who had just been chatting and laughing with him was gone. What stood behind him now was an unsheathed sharp blade.

"How come you, a genius like you, can't even do one move?" Feng Hua sneered as usual.

Su Zhen suppressed the panic in her heart, turned around and brushed Feng Hua's arm away, "Come again!"

Feng Hua knelt down and jumped up, slashing him with another palm knife.

Su Zhen couldn't observe the trajectory of her moves with her eyes, and all her blocks were based on instinct.

But how can his strength withstand the ten years of training of this killer girl?

Feng Hua slapped his chest with her palm, then grabbed his ankle while his blood was shaking and his lower body was unstable, and threw him up directly. After swinging him twice, he flew out and hit the haystack. , stopped by the wall amidst the sound of rustling grass.

"You died again." Feng Hua said indifferently.

Su Zhen climbed up from the haystack with difficulty, picked off the grass clippings that hit the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but ask:
  "Don't I need to learn any basic skills?"

"The moves and routines are for children to play house. If you want to learn those tricks, I can teach you some," Feng Hua said.

"No need."

Su Zhen flexed his muscles, imitated the masters in the TV series, and said, "Do it again!"

Feng Hua was not polite at all. Her slender legs were like strong springs when she exerted force, and her body was like a flying bullet.

Even if Su Zhen reacted, his body coordination could not keep up. The gap in the block with his arms was quickly broken, and his fist hit his chest like a lead ball. The strong force took him flying out and hit the wall hard, and the entire wooden house They all trembled.

Regarding what was happening in the house, the two children at the door had no intention of stopping them. On the contrary, they seemed very happy, grinning from ear to ear.

Feng Hua jumped in front of Su Zhen, looked at him condescendingly, and asked:
  "Can't you squeeze out any more strength?"

The power of this punch was astonishing, and the pain burned into his heart like a flame. His body seemed to be falling apart, torn apart by the paralysis caused by the pain. He tried to mobilize his energy, but what he felt was a wave of pain.

Compared with Feng Hua's fists, gangsters like Lu Mingtao were just scratching an itch.

Su Zhen shook his head hard.

"How stupid."

Feng Hua said coldly: "You think you are a scoundrel fighting in the farmland, using all your brute force. Have you forgotten your current identity? You are a cultivator now. You can give up without using any magic power. You are really a cultivator." shame."

Practitioners...

Su Zhen was shocked by her words.

Indeed, he is still using brute force now. The magic power he has cultivated in the past two days has been accumulated in Jiang Palace. He clearly has a "magic weapon", but he stupidly threw it behind him.

However, he only learned how to gather a ball of fire in the palm of his hand while meditating, but he never learned how to mobilize mana while fighting.

Feng Hua obviously saw his doubts. She slowly bent down, stretched out a finger, moved it straight down along the central axis of his chest, and pressed hard near the Tanzhong point.

moment.

Su Zhen raised his neck and let out a painful guttural sound.

Impartially, where Feng Hua's finger pressed was exactly where his Jiang Palace was.

His Jiang Palace seemed to have been crushed by Feng Hua's precise finger, and the magic power locked in it burst out, flowing to his seven meridians and eight meridians, and the soreness and numbness remaining in his body was swept away like a wind and a lingering cloud.

He immediately understood that there was no secret to using mana. They were ferocious beasts locked in Jiang Palace. All he had to do was open the door of the iron cage during the battle!
  The moment when mana is released.

The guttural sound of pain turned into a low roar like an engine starting.

Su Zhen's bones made a series of thunder-like sounds, and his power instinctively turned into fists, blasting forward.

Feng Hua withdrew the fingers that were crushing Jiang Gong and turned her palm to catch the punch. She stepped back and returned to the ground like a dragonfly.

"good."

Feng Hua nodded and said calmly: "It seems that I can start to focus."

What did Su Zhen want to say.

Feng Hua put her finger to her lips: "Don't talk, just watch your moves."

The fist came like a shadow.

boom--

Su Zhen was punched in the forehead again. Shaking violently, he opened his eyes and heard the cursing voice of a middle-aged man in his ears:

"Mom, I don't even know how to turn on the turn signal. I bought it with a driver's license. I was scared to death. If I had known it, I would have injured it directly. Anyway, these idiots are all responsible... Little brother, are you okay?"

"me……"

What hit Su Zhen's forehead was not Feng Hua's fist, but the taxi seat. The driver slammed on the brakes to avoid a rear-end collision, and his head was knocked forward due to inertia. Fortunately, he was wearing a seat belt, so it was nothing serious. hinder.

Is this... riding in a car?
  "No, I'm fine." Su Zhen held his forehead and asked, "Master, where are we going?"

The driver's heart was relieved due to the first half of his sentence but was aroused by the second half of his sentence. He widened his eyes and said in shock:
  "Hey, little brother, you won't be knocked stupid, right? I won't send you to Xinjili. I'll send you directly to Tansha People's Hospital."

In the new era...

Oh, the happy rolling stones of the new era!

Su Zhen suddenly woke up. This was the last day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. He and Shao Xiaoxiao had made an appointment to go there to tutor in English!
  "No! Go to Xinjili. I just fell asleep. It doesn't matter, my head is strong." Su Zhen said optimistically.

The master looked at him suspiciously and said: "Young man, don't hold on, your health is important. You look a little pale. I read on the news that there are many teenagers who die suddenly. Your sister's friends can see you at any time, but their lives are only One piece."

Sister's friend? What sister's friend?

What was Yu Yue talking to this master about again?

Yu Yue was speechless, and Su Zhen was too lazy to think about it. He recalled the fists fed by Feng Hua and said, "Master, don't worry, I'm very strong."

"It can be seen that on this rainy day, the young man came to the mall with a broken leg and a cane. How do you say that? Oh, he is disabled but strong in spirit!" The master gave him a thumbs up.

It's raining?
  Only then did Su Zhen realize that there were water marks on the taxi window glass. He rolled down the window, and the fine rain blew down his face to cool him down. The shops along the street were shrouded in darkness.

"How long has it been raining?" Su Zhen asked.

The master was shocked: "How about I take you to the hospital? A concussion is a serious matter. It has been raining since this morning. Didn't you know you came out with an umbrella?"

Only then did Su Zhen realize that there was a folded black umbrella at his feet.

"Oh, no, master, you misheard my tone. I complained about the non-stop rain." Su Zhen responded quickly.

"Young man, I'm scared to death." The master was relieved.

After passing the traffic light and the bus arrived, Su Zhen took out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to the master. The master gave him three yuan.

Xinjili is a large shopping mall that was completed half a year ago. There is a large square in front of it. A large fountain is held in a petal-shaped pool in the center of the square, and a statue stands in the center.

Su Zhen looked at the billboard on the first floor and went straight to the third floor after looking at the layout of the mall.

After arriving on the third floor, Su Zhen looked around and saw the famous Happy Rolling Stone Bookstore on the left hand side. The walnut-colored wooden boards created a fairy tale style. Behind the bright glass door, the wooden bookcases glowed with warm lights. , each book is like an exhibit in a cabinet.

During the holidays, the store was crowded and quite noisy. Su Zhen was not in the mood to read and went straight to the coffee area where customers needed to be seated. The place was already full of people, either their classmates, best friends, or couples who were studying on their own, but everyone was talking loudly. Not high, neither quiet nor noisy, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

Su Zhen looked around but didn't see Shao Xiaoxiao. He opened his flip phone and looked at the time, only to realize that there was still half an hour before the appointment. What happened to Yu Yue? She, who was always unconventional, came to the appointment early?
  He glanced back and forth in the store a few more times to make sure that Shao Xiaoxiao hadn't come yet. Although he didn't see Shao Xiaoxiao, he did see an extremely stunning beauty.

She was a queen-style beauty, about twenty years old, with long black hair hanging down on her right side, revealing silver diamond-shaped earrings. She has an excellent figure, a slender neck, and a slender body. Her black knee-length shirt skirt covers a pair of long black silk legs, and the tips of her high heels shine under the lamp.

Happy Rolling Stone has huge floor-to-ceiling windows, which are protected by cyan iron beams. The upper eaves of the mall block the drizzle. Only thin strips of water are stained on the bright glass. They are illuminated golden by the lights in the house.

She was sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling as cold as the world outside the window.

When Su Zhen looked at her, she just raised her head and looked back at Su Zhen.

Su Zhen was suppressed by the questioning aura and quickly averted his gaze. The woman frowned, gently pressed the ballpoint pen in her hand, and asked:

"What are you looking for?"

He didn't expect this aloof beauty to take the initiative to talk to him. He even misunderstood the sentence as a question, and replied slightly awkwardly:

"Looking for...oh, um, have you seen a girl, about this tall, with straight bangs, very beautiful, if she wears..."

Su Zhen stumbled and spoke, as if he was looking for a missing person, while Xia Ru looked at him quietly.

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