29 Xuanhei Jade Fist

If Xiao Chen doesn't hate his father Xiao Changhe, it's pure bullshit. Love is deep and hate. Xiao Chen has hidden his hatred in his bones. When Xiao Changhe left, Xiao Chen was only six years old. A big child is two years younger than the current Tianyou. What can such a child understand? But Xiao Chen just understood and hated. When Xiao Changhe left, Xiao Chen climbed into a big tree in the village and watched Xiao Changhe leave step by step until his back gradually disappeared in the weeds. At that time, Xiao Chen expected how much the straight back could turn around and change his mind, but he didn't. In the past 18 years, he even I have never returned to another village. Since then, Xiao Chen has not played and laughed like other children, but has become silent. Since then, Xiao Chen has understood a lot of things that he once didn't understand and opened his mind. This is also the biggest shadow of Xiao Chen's childhood, and it is also an irreparable shadow in Xiao Chen's life. No one can.

Looking at Zhang Qiuling's gentle eyes, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that the world was so fucking wonderful. This magnificent woman seemed to know her whereabouts like the back of her hand. She could meet her everywhere. Did she fall in a fancy to herself? Xiao Chen thought maliciously, but soon he gave up the idea. She was the proud daughter of heaven. Her force and intelligence were unfathomable, and she? It's just a local steamed bun coming out of a mountain village. It's not impossible for toads to eat swan meat, but they have to do what they can.

"Can I ask you a question?" Xiao Chen stared at Zhang Qiuling and asked calmly.

"Say it." Zhang Qiuling replied with a smile.

"Why do you wear a windbreaker everywhere? It's summer now." Xiao Chen has wanted to ask this question for a long time. He really doesn't understand why the woman in front of him wears a black windbreaker everywhere.

"What do you think?" Zhang Qiuling smiled and did not directly answer Xiao Chen's question.

"How do you know that someone from the Nanjing Military Region is going to kill me?" Xiao Chen continued to ask questions. The unfathomable Zhang Qiuling has always been a mystery for him. A mystery that she couldn't figure out. She almost died in the face of Ba She, but she was not nervous at all. Did she really have no regrets for life? In Chengdu, she coincidentally appeared at the place where Tang Wu was going to kill herself and saved her life. Now, she told herself that there was a fighting champion named Qin Feng in the Nanjing Military Region to kill herself. Of course, all this is not a coincidence, so what is it?

"Guess for yourself." Zhang Qiuling still didn't answer, but there was a strong smile between her eyebrows, which made her look more elegant. The word "beautiful" could no longer describe her amorous feelings.

"You are cruel." Staring at Zhang Qiuling, Xiao Chen jumped out of two words from his teeth. He habitually reached into his pocket to touch the smoke, but found that he was already wearing the hospital's medical uniform. Not to mention the cigarette, even an ant would not appear in the pocket of the medical uniform. This can show that the hospital's hospital's medical uniform is still very clean.

"Sip this." Zhang Qiuling smiled and handed a pack of red river, a pack of cigarettes that Xiao Chen had never seen before.

He took the cigarette, skillfully opened the package, took out one and took a sip. He didn't feel it at all, as if it was air inhaled into his lungs. Xiao Chen frowned, looked at Zhang Qiuling and smiled, "Is this smoke so light? It's not a fake cigarette. Although I'm poor, I don't smoke fake cigarettes. Of course, Xiao Chen knows that this pack of cigarettes will never be fake cigarettes. If anyone can sell a pack of fake cigarettes to Zhang Qiuling, Xiao Chen will definitely admire him. She is simply a demon-like existence, and her wisdom is far beyond ordinary people.

"Do you think it's difficult to smoke this kind of fake cigarette? Maybe, it seems that a few yuan of cigarettes are more suitable for you, but I can tell you that ordinary people can't buy this pack of fake cigarettes in your mouth even if they have money. Zhang Qiuling said with a smile that Xiao Chen never saw her talking without smiling, of course, except for the night in the ancestral cemetery.

In fact, if Zhang Qiuling tells Xiao Chen that this pack of cigarettes costs 260 yuan to buy, Xiao Chen will definitely hide it as a treasure. Red River Road, which is a well-known brand among high-end cigarettes, a kind of quantitatively produced cigarettes. Even if you have billions of money, you may not be able to buy a good pack of cigarettes. .

After a long time, Zhang Qiuling looked at Xiao Chen, who had been meditating, and smiled jokingly, "Have you come up with a way to deal with Qin Feng? If you are not careful, you may be finished."

"I didn't expect it, and I didn't think about it." Xiao Chen replied bluntly, without turning around the bush, dragging the mud, and answered cheerfully.

"Oh?" The smile on Zhang Qiuling's face was heavier, "Are you going to return or wait to die?"

"To be precise, it's not true. I'm wondering if I'm starving looking at such a beautiful woman around me before I die. Don't worry, you won't suffer losses. Am I still a virgin?" Xiao Chen stared at the graceful body under Zhang Qiuling's windbreaker and laughed.

Zhang Qiuling smiled, and only Xiao Chen, an open-mouthed farmer or a prob or a ghost, could say such words at the critical juncture of life and death. Staring at Xiao Chen, the woman smiled meaningfully and said, "Do you think you have the strength to subdue me?"

"None." Xiao Chen answered very cheerfully, but then he said another sentence that made Zhang Qiuling cry and laugh, "I'm waiting for you to throw yourself in your arms."

Zhang Qiuling suddenly stared at Xiao Chen's chest. There was surprise and excitement in her eyes. What she saw was a fist-shaped ornament on Xiao Chen's chest, which looked like gold, jade, and the whole body was dark without any light. Although she had contacted Xiao Chen several times, she never found that there was such a very strange thing in this young man. If Xiao Chen hadn't changed into a loose hospital gown, she might never have known it.

"The piece you are carrying on your chest is a black jade fist?" Zhang Qiuling stared at Xiao Chen's chest and asked.

Xiao Chen looked down at his chest, reached out and took the fist-shaped thing out of his chest, put it in his hand and slowly played with it. After a long time, a blurred look appeared in his eyes. He looked at the sky outside the window and slowly said, "Yes, it's the most mysterious piece of the Xuanhei jade boxing. Made of jade, it was given to me by the old man when I was twelve years old. The old man said that this jade fist is related to a great secret of our Xiao family. It is also something passed on from generation to generation to generation by our Xiao family. The ancestors have a rule that this jade fist can only be passed on from generation to generation, that is, the grandfather must be passed on to his grandson, and the grandson must be passed on to the grandson. I don't know what it means, but I know that one person doesn't have a chance to get it. A sneer suddenly appeared on Xiao Chen's mouth, which was ferocious and horrible, as if he thought of the straight back that was determined to leave.

Zhang Qiuling's shock in her heart is not as calm as she looks. Her heart is really overturned. Xuanhei jade fist is not only the most mysterious thing in "Ancient and Modern Tongwu Zhi", but also a token of Guigumen, a branch of Taoism. Looking at Xiao Chen in silence, Zhang Qiuling seemed to have some understanding. Maybe this unattractived unruly man is actually a descendant of Ghost Valley Gate.

Guiguzi founded Guigumen in the Warring States Period. There are many talents under the door, such as Pang Juan, Shang Yang, such as Sun Bin. These are born wizards. Of course, there are many hidden masters. They disdain to compete for fame and fortune, but retreated in the mountains and forests and ploughed in the fields. Wild, but there is another kind of free and carefree, but these Guiguzimen have a black jade fist as a token. Zhang Qiuling didn't see the red bed of dragons and tigers when she was at Xiao Chen's home. If she saw it, maybe she would have a clear understanding of Xiao Chen's family background.

I don't know when the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and it looked like the mountain rain was coming and the wind was all over the building. Zhang Qiuling got up and said goodbye. Xiao Chen just answered casually. He was thinking about how to deal with Qin Feng, the fighting champion of the Nanjing Military Region. Maybe it was another wind and rain, but the wind and rain were sure. It will be more fierce than the current wind and rain. Xiao Chen is also wondering why the bastard Lin Ruohai hasn't come to Nanjing to find himself. Is it that he was thrown into the Yangtze River to feed fish by Brother Pao's people?

The rain fell suddenly outside the window, and a fresh breath spread from outside the window to Xiao Chen's nostrils. He has been in Nanjing for more than a month. He has not smelled such an smell for a long time.

Xiao Chen's lack of culture does not mean that he will not hurt the spring and autumn, but his method is different from some people. He will only hide the pain in his heart and bury it deeply. Maybe one day it will suddenly break out. He hates Xiao Changhe, his father he hasn't seen for 18 years. But he didn't know that Xiao Changhe also hated his father. Xiao Changhe hated the old man who did not pass on the black jade fist to himself but left it to his son, the stinky boy who looked stupid when he was a child.

"Qin Feng? Come on, I'm ready."

Xiao Chen looked at the wind and rain outside the window and sneered.