Chapter 6: Small Progress

The ten-year-old ginseng escaped the excavation of the medicine picker in the old forest, and finally became a monster. It was not determined to grow there. It was a greedy wind that could walk in the land, but its aura harmed its own life. In the end, it did not eat people but cheaply.

The change of everything is so ridiculous. It's really good to lie down like a dead person.

Feng Kui Shou turned over and sat up and looked around blankly. The quiet mountains and forests were nothing but snow and trees. They were silent to death, and even the weeds on the ground were buried under the white snow. Looking sideways, I found that several new soil around me had been buried by snow, and I didn't find it until I was close.

Feng Kui said, "Those three short-lived ghosts died like this. It's also a good place to be buried in this quiet mountain. It's better than dying inexplicably. They disdain to pick people's heads for money and finally let wild maggots enjoy it! Rest in peace!"

The broken fish sat there and trembling for a long time. After looking around for a long time, there was no movement before quietly hiding in the deep mountains and slowly walked.

After a walk at the gate of the Hall of the King of Fire, the guy finally knew that the danger was great, and he also knew that his life was worthless in the eyes of several village owners and thieves, saying that it was unambiguous that he would be used as cannon fodder. In retrospect, three of the four people went between talking, and those masters who were hiding in the dark waiting for the appearance of the big man really made Feng Kui, a figure, who was short-sighted, unable to calm down.

This guy is a little scared, shrinking in the mountain forest and diving into the cottage little by little. Now this guy only wants to go back to the cottage, at least he doesn't have to worry about the cold arrow that can be shot at any time. He was lucky enough to make people think he was dead, so he buried it and escaped once. Maybe he will have to make up a few knives next time. Even if there is a fairy demon to protect him, it will be difficult to live.

The eyes were white, which really made Feng Kui Shou a little scared. He was a little panicked by vegetation, and he always heard the sound of bows and arrows in his ears from time to time. This guy has long been a frightened bird. Only a few days ago did he find that he was afraid of death. A few days ago, he heard Liu Lizi say that he was still full of excitement when the mountain thief was hit by a knife and an arrow. What an amazing thing that made people's blood boil. When he saw the knotted scars on Liu Zizi's chest, his face was full of envy. It was the man's medal of honor, but he didn't understand Liu Wei. In fact, when he touched the twisted scars like earthworms, his heart suddenly jumped fast. If he could be re-elected, Liu Xizi could guarantee that he would rather be laughed at by others than stand up and get these knives.

This guy has finally had some awareness now. The life-threatening job is to be killed by walking carelessly on the tip of the knife. The glory of the face is a ball, and it is important to live. If there is no life, the tortoise grandson will remember the glory of a mountain thief's face. At most, he will be laughed at by a few short-lived ghosts and bitches when he burns the corpse or sprinkles ashes. The so-called brotherhood can only be enjoyed by those who have life.

After walking on thin ice all night, Feng Kui finally returned to the village and felt more lucky after hearing the news in the village. There are hundreds of people who go out to open the road, and they can count them with their fingers. In this test, the cottage was also extremely nervous. No one expected that there were so many masters hidden outside the mountain, and the discipline was never moved, and the cottage was really close.

The bounty of Taichang County is indeed too attractive.

The cottage is worried one by one. Even if a group of beasts outside do not take the initiative to take action, they will be trapped in the winter, and there will not be enough food to eat until next year. At that time, it will not be self-defeating. The big shots can escape, but the little ones will become a stepping stone.

Feng Kui was in the room and was about to practice. As soon as he climbed on the bed, the wooden door was pushed open with a creak. A big man came in from the outside. When he entered the door, he grinned and said, "Congratulations!"

Feng Kui looked at this man and recognized that it was the tiger who led him to see the violent scholar that day. He jumped down from ** and said in surprise, "Congratulations on me for what?"

"Hey, naturally, congratulations on coming back from the mountain. It also shows the strength of the Kui Shou brothers. The tiger thorned and sat down on the bedboard, but raised a small jar from behind him and said, "This is what our boss means. I'll reward you!"

Feng Kui took over with a happy face and smiled, "It's also my luck to save my life. Thank you for remembering such a small role as me.

Hu Zi straightened his clothes and said with a slightly straight face: "In the future, just be loyal. Tell me about the situation in the mountain so that I can go back and report. It took you a long time to go there, and you have seen and heard a lot!"

Feng Kui put aside the wine jar and stopped laughing, and said a little embarrassedly, "I didn't see anything. I only saw Zhang Zhuo, Chen Fu and Guo Kui fall to the ground repeatedly. I was also hit by an arrow in my leg and did not die immediately. A man in black chased me, but I fainted after running too far."

"Poisonous arrow?" Hu Zi asked in a low voice.

Feng Kui nodded and said, "It's indeed a poisonous arrow. Seven or eight days have passed since I woke up, and I found that I had been buried. I'm really glad that I didn't die. Fortunately, I picked up my life and climbed out of the land and quietly came back all the way. It's just the same before and after.

"Good fate!" Huzi vomited two words.

Feng Kui's head felt a little strange and bowed his head without saying a word.

For a long time, Huzi suddenly said, "Dozens of three rooms to the right of your room are the people who calculated you this time. Think about it yourself!" After saying that, he closed the door and left.

Feng Kui sat there for a long time and sighed, "I must have been rolled into the vortex!" It almost killed me. Since I became a mountain thief, I should have split him with a mountain thief's temperament, but I'm afraid that I will be cut in the past. Forbearance..."

Although Feng Kui has the strength of a six-grade martial artist, he doesn't know a half-style move. He can only show off his brute force and ask him to fight head-on with others. Just like last time, he was restrained by Liu Yizi, who was inferior to him, which showed that this guy was ridiculous.

How can the Dalong Gang find a way to overcome this difficulty is not a matter for small people such as Feng Kui Shou. Although it has been panicked for a long time, the broken fish Feng Kui Shou is a person who picked up the treasure. He practices behind closed doors in the room day and night, becoming more and stronger. If you have free time, you can secretly watch others practice. A stolen half move is like getting a treasure and quickly shrinking back to the room to practice fiercely, and it is also like learning eagerly.

This guy is also really good. Relying on the strong spirit and blood day by day, he is like endless strength, and he also plays a little prestige in the endless martial arts that he stole.

With such daily practice, ten thousand years of ginseng essence is a great tonic, and he also practiced Zulong Qi and Blood Jue. The bloodline is like a bottomless hole, and no matter how many nutrients can be swallowed, otherwise I'm afraid that this guy will be replenished his mouth and nose. The muscles on the thin skeleton of this guy gradually emerged, with a little vigorous spirit. After only half a month, this guy actually jumped to the realm of four-grade martial arts with the power of ten thousand years of life, and it was no longer difficult to enter, but I'm afraid that he would envy others at such a speed. That's it.

Going forward, it is time to refine a trace of true qi, and practicing martial arts can be regarded as entering the realm of a master. To mention hurting people in the air, the body has been washed by true qi, which is more pure, infinitely powerful and prolongs life.

Feng Kui secretly learns other exercises all day long, just like being hungry and unscrupulous. Without a systematic routine, he is a pot of good or bad, but his skills are also much more flexible than before, and all kinds of senses are extremely keen. At this time, the civet cat jumped out of the house, walked quietly in the night, counted thirteen rooms, and finally arrived at a big house with a small courtyard, jumped into a bush on the edge of the wall and looked in along the crack of the wall.

There is a indifferent man practicing in the yard, with resolute movements, ** on his upper body, and a scar on his back and a cross on his face, which is very ferocious.

Feng Kui looked at the people inside with relish and raised their hands and feet, secretly remembering them in his heart. Originally, he listened to Huzi's words and came to secretly see what the person who wanted to harm him looked like. He didn't want to peek at it once. When the man was dancing in it, the kung fu was used to match the taste of the broken fish. His fists and feet were tigers. As soon as his mind moved, he began to have the idea of stealing teachers to learn art, and gradually got right. In the meantime, knowing that this cottage head named Wang Meng must practice in the yard at dusk every day, this boy will come to observe every day. In a few days, he will learn the whole set of "Wind Tear".

After finishing the fight in the yard and closing his hand, Feng Kui left lightly. Anyway, he had endless energy to practice all night. Maybe it is the miraculous effect of Zulong Qi and Blood Jue. If you practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and it is also good. After learning completely, you can touch the essence inside, and you will also have your own insights.

Feng Kui was happy in his heart and had evil thoughts in his heart for a long time. He fantasized that he would steal all the kung fu in a cottage, and then he would change the owner of the whole cottage.

If you have the ability, you have ambition! Sometimes he is shocked by his ambition and sweats on his forehead. Although he is not the soft-footed shrimp who has just walked out of Baoding Village, he is still as calm as other little people and secretly increases his strength every day.

The boy learned "The Windbreaker" and hid in the hut to exercise. Late at night, coupled with the cold and freezing, the whole cottage was empty. This is the time for the fish here to go out of the house and practice the hardship of three or nine.

The sky in winter is always unable to see the moon. The sky is covered with a layer of white clouds of fish belly. In the night, the white snow is also bright in the light of the sky. Looking around, it is all snow-white. The broken fish actually has a strong spirit in its heart. From time to time, they can't help learning howl from two wolves.

just buried the headless corpse and went back to the house to think about how to solve the tearer Wang Meng. This guy no longer wants to know why they are fighting and killing each other. He, a newcomer, can't figure it out, but he doesn't know how to think about the violent scholar's kung fu. Unexpectedly, he was looking for skin with a tiger, but he was really a little tender.