Chapter 102 The Moon of the Mountain Village

The pink lady's tone is very sure, as if she were holding the handle of Jiang Hanye in her hand.

After Jiang Hanye dried her tears, she said to the pink lady, "Don't learn. If you let me learn the pink magic skills that this woman only practiced, it would be better for me to die!"

"What a nerd!" The pink lady sneered, "I think you have to learn. Do you want to bet with me?"

"What bet?" Jiang Hanye said with a neck.

"If I win, you let me hug. If I lose, you give me a hug!" The pink lady said with a smile.

"What kind of bet is this?" Jiang Hanye shook his head repeatedly, "Anyway, this bet is something I don't want!"

"Bet or not?" The pink lady looked into Jiang Hanye's eyes, and her eyes were full of confidence and mystery. What on earth was she confident about?

"No gambling!" Jiang Hanye shook his head like a rattle, "You can't bet, pink lady, let's change my kung fu."

"Don't tell me, except for the pink magic skills you can barely learn, you really can't practice anything else here." The pink lady frowned and said, "Who told you to give birth to a man?"

Although Jiang Hanye didn't know what the skills of the pink lady would have, he knew it as soon as he heard what she said. He couldn't help blushing and dodging aside, intending to continue practicing the longevity boxing.

"Don't practice! Your fist is of no use to you even if you practice it for another hundred years. After looking aside for a moment, the pink lady shook her head and said.

"Why?" Jiang Hanye was stunned, stopped the movement in his hand, looked at the pink lady and asked, "When I entered the mountain gate, I began to practice from this longevity boxing."

"At the beginning? What was your state at the beginning? The pink lady sneered, "You were an ordinary doll at the beginning, but now you are already a three-layer martial artist."

"But aren't I no longer a warrior now?" Jiang Hanye felt sad again when he thought of losing his true anger.

"Let's make an example!" The pink lady wrapped her hand around her hair, frowned and thought for a moment, and then said to Jiang Hanye, "It's like your sea of air is a skin of water, and the true air is like water. You were such a big skin..." The pink lady pinched the tip of her little finger and said to Jiang Hanye.

"That basic skill, what kind of fist, is a drop of water. That water slowly fills your skin, makes you bigger, and then learns other skills. Those are spoonfuls of water, and continues to make your skin bigger..." The pink lady said, "When you reach the three layers the day after tomorrow, the skin is so big. ." As the pink lady spoke, she stretched out a palm and shook in front of Jiang Hanye.

"Whether it's your own or through other channels, you already have a lot of water. Now even if the water is dried, your skin is still so big. In terms of the amount of water that this skin can hold, that punch is really too small a drop of water. ." The pink lady looked at Jiang Hanye and said, "It's not useless, but I'm afraid that you don't have that life expectancy to wait for that boxing to make your sea of air full again. Do you understand what I mean?"

Although Jiang Hanye listened to the skin, water droplets and so on the most from beginning to the end, he understood what the pink lady meant. Now he is still a warrior and still has three levels of the day after tomorrow, but it's just empty shelves.

Jiang Hanye frowned and said nothing.

"So, you can learn this pink magic skill from me, and I guarantee that you will recover your original cultivation within ten years, or even go higher." The pink lady said excitedly, "How's it going? Have you thought about it?"

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Hanye still shook his head and said, "Although this is the case, I still can't learn that skill. In case I can't learn it, it will be miserable. I'd rather be down-to-earth..." It was this concept that Tao Bo instilled Jiang Hanye from beginning to end. Whether he carried a bucket to water, or later fed a bamboo basket, Tao Bo told Jiang Hanye to be down-to-earth.

"You really think too much..." The pink lady frowned, "Sty boy, what if I exchange it with you on a condition?"

"What conditions don't work..." Jiang Hanye still shook his head.

"This condition must work!" The pink lady said with a smile, "And you will promise to bet with me."

"No." Jiang Hanye said.

"What if it's about Xiaoyu?" The pink lady crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned against the table to look at Jiang Hanye. There was a mysterious and playful smile on the corners of her mouth.

About Xiaoyu? Jiang Hanye's heart jumped when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it about Xiaoyu or something?" In fact, Jiang Hanye has long known from the depths of her heart that Xiaoyu can never wake up again, but now in the ice coffin, she can maintain her former face, which is already satisfied for Jiang Hanye.

"Do you want to bet with me first?" The pink lady really picked it up, and it was clear that she wanted to force Jiang Hanye to jump into the pit she dug.

Although Jiang Hanye knew that he would suffer losses anyway and saw a big pit dug in front of him, it was about Xiaoyu. He still couldn't calm down, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, "I bet!"

"That's good!" The pink lady said with a smile, "This matter is related to the life and death of your daughter-in-law."

"What do you say?" Jiang Hanye was completely excited. He turned red and looked at the pink lady and asked anxiously.

"Would you like to learn my pink magic skills?" The pink lady asked with a smile.

"I'll learn!" Jiang Hanye gritted his teeth and nodded, "I will definitely learn. But what's wrong with Xiaoyu? What's the matter?"

"If I tell you that Xiaoyu has a way to resurrect, do you believe it?" The pink lady stared into Jiang Hanye's eyes and asked with a smile.

"Really?" Jiang Hanye was so excited that his heart was shocked by that kind of excitement and surprise that kept hitting like a tide. "Pink girl, are you telling the truth?"

Jiang Hanye has always called the pink lady pink girl. He thought that since the pink lady was an elder, he naturally had to call her as a junior, but he didn't know how to call her, so he simply removed the word pink lady and called her pink girl directly.

"Look at you, how can you talk? Will I still lie to you with a doll?" The pink lady pulled down her face and said, "You have red mouth and white teeth. You promised to learn my pink magic skills. If you dare to repent, carefully pull off your ××!"

Jiang Hanye's face turned red. This pink lady is really the kind of person who must do what she says, but even if she doesn't threaten, Jiang Hanye will not go back on her promise. He nodded and said, "As long as I can save Xiaoyu's life, no matter what I do!"

"It's almost the same!" The pink lady left the table, paced the room with her hands behind her back, and said, "Then I'm going to teach you this pink magic skill. I'll tell you the formula first, and then practice the mental method by yourself. In fact, it shouldn't be difficult for you. When you practice this pink magic skill, I guess you will recover your true spirit."

"I don't know how long it will take to practice this magic skill?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"It will take seven or eight years to say the least. This can only be done by highly qualified people." The pink lady said.

"What? How long will it take?" Jiang Hanye was stunned, "But I only have..." He originally wanted to say that he could only live to 15 years old, but he thought that this matter seemed to have nothing to do with the pink lady, so he swallowed it again.

"What is the only thing?" The pink lady stared at Feng's eyes, "Let me tell you, don't play tricks. You must do what you promised me, or you won't want me to tell you how to save Xiaoyu!"

"Don't worry!" Jiang Hanye nodded and said that even if it was not for himself, he would try his best to practice just for Xiaoyu.

"Okay, here's the formula, you remember it." The pink lady paced slowly and then said, "Don't open the sky, but open the sky of people. Those who open the sky are virtuous, and those who open the thieves live. If you don't get tired of people and don't ignore the sky, you will almost think it's true!"

Jiang Hanye silently recited this formula and said in his heart: "All the magic skills and mental methods are extremely simple, and this pink magic skills are the same, but the meaning contained in these simple words is far beyond my reach, otherwise I will not fall to today's level, and small Jade won't become what it is now, alas!"

"Hey!" Seeing Jiang Hanye's stunned appearance, the pink lady knew that his mind must not be here again, so she tapped his forehead with her finger. This pink lady is slender and tall. Although Jiang Hanye is only 14 years old, her figure is approaching adulthood. Although the pink lady is not as tall as Jiang Hanye, she is not much shorter than him.

"Ah, pink girl." Jiang Hanye came to his senses and looked at the pink lady awkwardly and said, "I have remembered the formula."

"That's good. Practice day and night and practice hard." The pink lady said, "Don't be lazy. Don't think that the cultivation of our blood demon religion has fallen from the sky. In fact, we are much more hardworking than your so-called famous and righteous path. You will know these things in the future."

Jiang Hanye was silent. Although he has abhored the former master Ji Shangxuan, he still has some feelings for the three major schools, especially the master of enlightenment who died on the spot when he captured Qiongqi. Compared with the enlightenment, the enlightenment is the real monk.

"Okay, I'm leaving. You can think about it yourself!" The pink lady twisted her waist and took broken steps again, humming and left. It seemed that Jiang Hanye could learn her skills. She was in a good mood.

Jiang Hanye saw the pink lady leave. He slowly paced in the room, silently reading the formula taught him by the pink lady. Literally, this so-called pink magic skill is not a big deal, not as perverted as he thought. However, Jiang Hanye tried to think about it. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong and said in his heart, "It's not right!"

It doesn't open the sky, but the people's sky. Those who open the sky are virtuous, and those who open the thieves live. Isn't this said to go against the sky? Thinking of this, Jiang Hanye's heart became cold, and his eyebrows frowned higher and higher.

"Cluck!" In the village, a group of girls surrounded a girl in a moon-white dress with long hair like clouds. Her hair was not black, but moon-white. The girl held a curved arch in her hand, a delicate and beautiful arrow pot on her shoulder, and a bamboo basket in the other hand. The girl was Kan Cangyue.

"Sister Yue, is this it?" A seven or eight-year-old barefooted boy asked Kan Cangyue with a handful of weeds in his hand.

"Ha, it's it!" Kan Cangyue stretched out a bamboo basket to the little boy, so the little boy threw the weed in with an excited face, jumped and shouted happily, and shouted to his little friend, "Look, I found the right one, I found the right one!"

Kan Cangyue has a smile on her face. Although her complexion is pale and bloodless and her behavior is different from ordinary people, she has been warmly welcomed by the villagers since she came to this simple village surrounded by mountains and rivers. Due to its remote location, it has not been attacked by the war for the time being. Although the land is barren, it is backed by the green mountains and facing the long river, and the villagers can barely cope with it.

In the early years, Kan Cangyue had learned some different skills with her father. After coming to this village, she saw that the people here lacked doctors and medicine. Many villagers were tortured by those actually very simple diseases, so she offered to treat them. After a few days, she also cured many people. Gradually, In this village, Kan Cangyue was called a fairy aunt, and he also renovated the ruined temple at the head of the village to let Kan Cangyue live in.

Xiangu, this is the most respectful name for Kan Cangyue that those simple people can think of. Whenever the villagers call her a fairy aunt, she always responds with a smile. She has also lived in such a simple village and knows the thoughts of these villagers best. They are a group of simple and kind people, and they will say whatever they want in their hearts.

Today, Kan Cangyue took a group of children out to pick herbs. There are too many people in the village who need to insist on taking medicine. Fortunately, this village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is no shortage of these things. Kan Cangyue taught the children some common sense and allowed them to look for it by themselves, but told them not to go too far and be careful of snakes in the grass.

In fact, most of the children picked weeds for her and occasionally brought one or two useful herbs. This group of little guys did not help her much, but caused her a lot of trouble. At least two-thirds of this basket of herbs were weeds, and they had to bother to pick them when they went back. But Kan Cangyue has always smiled and said that children's childlike innocence is the most precious and cannot be hurt at will.

The night is like water, and the moon hangs casually in the corner of the mountain, overlooking the whole earth. On this day, it was Fubo's family's turn to entertain Kan Cangyue. They did everything and cooked a rich dinner, although this so-called rich dinner was just some yam potatoes and so on.

"Xiangu's face is not good these days. Is it uncomfortable to sleep in the village?" Fubo said to his son with a cigarette butt.

"Who knows? Anyway, that broken place is leaking on all sides, and no one will sleep comfortably." Fubo's son is also 40 years old this year and is the pillar of the family. Before Kan Cangyue appeared, he was suffering from the abscess on his back. He couldn't sleep at night and didn't enjoy his work. It was Kan Cangyue who took action to cure his stubborn disease. Since then, he has extremely respected the little girl who looked bad-looking and is not old.

"Or shall we bring her to live at home? Da Ya got married. Isn't the bed empty? Fubo said.

"It's not good!" The son shook his head repeatedly, "Not to mention whether Xiangu will agree to live here, even if she agrees, we can't wrong her, can't we? Our room is dark and humid. The fairy is like a fairy. How can we live in this room? I think I'll discuss it with everyone tomorrow. How about each family go to the mountain to cut some wood and help Xiangu build a new house? He has been thinking about this matter for a long time.

"Uh-huh, yes!" Fubo nodded repeatedly, "I think it's okay, so let's do it. Let's start work early tomorrow morning." When Fubo was young, he once killed a white tiger with his bare hands and saved the three children in the village, so he still spoke with some weight in the village.

After dinner, Kan Cangyue did not leave immediately. She helped Grandma Fu and her daughter-in-law clean up the dishes and chopsticks together, and took the children to play for a while before leaving.

The dilapidated temple in the east of the village has only one room. As Fubo's son said, it is airy on all sides and sleeps very cold at night. Fortunately, Kan Cangyue doesn't mind those. In fact, even if she wants to mind, she doesn't mind - her skin is cold all day long.

Standing next to a small tree, Kan Cangyue held the tree and vomited desperately. She can't eat those ordinary food at all now, but under the hospitality of the villagers, she doesn't want to push it. Besides, whenever she sees the pickled meat and bacon that they are not willing to eat at the dinner table, Kan Cangyue's heart is particularly uncomfortable. She forced herself to eat some with a smile, then excused that she was full, and gave the delicious food to the children and watched them eat with a smile.

When she ate, she was tasteless. After eating, she would experience such an overwhelming vomiting, and she almost spit out the bitter gall several times. There is no village nearby, so Kan Cangyue has been almost hungry recently. Occasionally, the thing on her forehead will go far away to help her find something that can barely satisfy her hunger, but it is just the soul of some animals. If she can meet one or two lonely souls, it will already be a glutton for Kan Cangyue. The meal.

"I don't know how long I'm going to live like this?" Kan Cangyue spit out the food in her stomach and held the tree and thought sadly. She was the kind of person who had been smiling in the eyes of the villagers, but who could feel the sadness in her heart in the dead of night?