Huang Zhonggui was silent for a while, stretched out his right hand, his palm facing the sky, and said: Try touching my palm with his fingers.
Zhao Wanyan didn't know what he meant, so she stretched out her finger to touch his palm as she touched his palm. She felt that the flesh of his palm was as solid as ice and extremely stiff. Zhao Wanyan shook her body and shivered cleverly, and quickly shrank her hand and said: You... your body... why is it so cold? Huang Zhonggui said: The Taiyin true qi I practiced is such a Yinkan martial art.
Zhao Wanyan whispered: Isn’t it uncomfortable to practice such kung fu? Huang Zhonggui said coldly: Practicing Taiyin True Qi is indeed difficult, but when it comes to the enemy, the opponent can be more painful than me. In order to kill the person I want to kill, I have also practiced any martial arts.
When Zhao Wanyan heard him say this, her tone was cold as usual, and she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart and said softly: Brother Xiang is very good at martial arts, but he... Mr. Huang, who doesn't kill people casually. Don't you think... it's not great?
Huang Zhonggui said slowly: There are not many people I want to kill, and I haven't killed them yet.
When I succeed in martial arts, I will kill this person, which is the day when I die. Right and wrong, good and evil will have nothing to do with me anymore.
Zhao Wanyan was suddenly shocked and said: Why?
Huang Zhonggui stared at Zhao Wanyan and said quietly: I ask you something or not, will a person turn into a ghost after death? Zhao Wanyan was stunned, not knowing what he intended. After thinking about it, she said: After a child, my mother once told some ghost stories, but... I have never seen a ghost before. Huang Zhonggui said: No one has seen a ghost, so after death, he can't turn into a ghost. He asks for his life to his enemies. Since this is the case, I would rather become a ghost before death.
Although it was already dawn, the light in the cave was weak. Huang Zhonggui said a few gloomy words. Zhao Wanyan couldn't help but feel scared. She couldn't help but move back slightly and whispered: I don't understand...What does this mean?
Huang Zhonggui said: Twelve years ago, this person came to my place and killed someone. This person is like Xiang Yang treating you. Zhao Wanyan shook her body and said to herself: It turns out that his beloved person was killed by someone else, he wants to take revenge.
But seeing Huang Zhonggui's face was cold, he continued: I didn't know any martial arts at that time, but this person's martial arts were unfathomable. I was not killed by him and survived. I don't need to tell you the details.
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped talking
When Zhao Wanyan heard him talk about the past, she vaguely felt that he had encountered a great change, but Huang Zhonggui spoke without any emotion. She said it simply. Although Zhao Wanyan was soft-hearted, she could not feel his sadness. Instead, she felt sorry for him and said softly: According to you, your past should be very miserable. Why...you...you don't feel hurt at all?
Huang Zhonggui said: Once upon a time, I lived in pain for the first three years. I cried like a mortal. The hatred lingered. From that day on, I tried my best to find this person, joined a sect, learned martial arts, promoted to a position, and practiced higher martial arts. In the end, I faced an unbreakable bottleneck. I suddenly realized that it was too difficult to take revenge with ordinary martial arts, because that person's martial arts skills were far better than me in the past.
So, I practiced this martial arts
As he said that, Huang Zhonggui raised his right palm and slashed the void. A sharp wind sounded a stern sound, and a three-inch deep knife mark appeared on the cave wall. It was the sharp energy of the Taiyin Sword that Zhao Wanyan was shocked, and his heart thrust out, and said softly: This skill is indeed very powerful. Huang Zhonggui said: Not bad, but this martial arts is too cold and contrary to the laws of nature. If you practice a deeper level of skill, you will damage yourself. None of the predecessors practiced this skill for six years. Zhao Wanyan was even more surprised and said: Then you...you...
Huang Zhonggui said: I have been practicing Taiyin True Qi for nine years, but I should have died. On the day I started practicing, I changed my name and called Zhonggui. I had this enlightenment. Zhao Wanyan thought to myself: Zhonggui?
What does that mean? After thinking about it, I suddenly realized: Ah, yes, that's the ghost among humans, he... He didn't care about his life at all. I figured out this section and felt so unbearable. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it.
Huang Zhonggui said lightly: In nine years, my only purpose is to kill this person the deeper his martial arts, the more I am unaccustomed to the life of ordinary people. Instead of being a human being, it is better to be a ghost without any emotions. If you want to be a shackle, you will practice martial arts more deeply. Only in your lifetime can you kill him. Zhao Wanyan shook her head gently and said to herself: Isn’t this too bitter? If it were me, I…I wouldn’t have done it.
After hearing what Huang Zhonggui said, she gradually understood his behavior that was not like a stranger. Seeing that his eyes were empty and unconscious, although he was looking at himself, the only dark color reflected was reflected. She unconsciously thought of Xiang Yang's eyes, which were always full of spirit and heroic spirit. Even at the moment of separation from her, there was an unyielding belief in his eyes, which was completely different from Huang Zhonggui's life and death. He couldn't help but feel mixed emotions and sighed softly.
Huang Zhonggui said: What are you doing? Zhao Wanyan whispered: It's nothing, but...I...I...I...I don't think you need to force yourself like this... Huang Zhonggui didn't sound, and his body didn't move at all. Seeing him like this, Zhao Wanyan whispered: Mr. Huang, you don't really want to be a ghost, right? Why bother...
...It hurts myself... Huang Zhonggui said coldly: It's good to be a ghost. It's better to stay in the world as Huang Zhonggui, and there are less unnecessary troubles. Zhao Wanyan shook her head gently and said softly: You want to avenge your beloved, isn't that... not a feeling? This shows that you are still human, why do you have to put yourself in...
Suddenly, Huang Zhonggui stuck out his left hand and strangled Zhao Wanyan's throat. Zhao Wanyan was stunned. He could no longer make a sound in his throat. He could not breathe, as if he was tightly trapped by a cold iron ring. He was so stuffy that her face turned red. He wanted to reach out to pull it, but his hands and feet could not use any force.
She was anxious and afraid, but she had no way to struggle. Her head was dizzy and she was about to faint. At this moment, Huang Zhonggui slowly let go of his hand. Zhao Wanyan's body softened and she fell to the ground. A burst of breath came out, coughing and panting.
She reluctantly raised her head, and saw Huang Zhonggui's mask of Han Shuang, pressing his right hand tightly on his chest, stood up, and said: Don't say much, you have to wait for these three hours, I will follow you on the road
I follow you, don't talk to others. As I said that, I turned around and walked slowly out of the hole.
Zhao Wanyan gently touched her throat and coughed a few more times. After finally feeling a little comfortable, she stood up. Huang Zhonggui was no longer in the cave. Zhao Wanyan was stunned for a while and said to herself: He is not a ghost. He just can't get along with him. He has to practice martial arts. Why do you have to become like this? Brother Xiang, Mr. Wen, Miss Hua and others will not do this, and Master Lu will not change his mind and think: Since Brother Xiang knows him, why don't you help him? Well, maybe he didn't mention Brother Xiang, when he saw Brother Xiang, I told him that he would help Mr. Huang to think of a way. Don't go on like this. Isn't it too pitiful to live like this?
She had a certain idea, so she walked out of the cave. Seeing the sun shining, there was no trace of Huang Zhonggui in the mountains and forests. She thought to herself: Mr. Huang said he would follow me, so I will go mine. Now she sorted out her clothes and looked for a road to walk down the mountain.
She walked along the way, although she often looked around, but she did not notice that Huang Zhonggui's figure had been walking to the foot of the mountain. It took more than half an hour, but Huang Zhonggui still did not show up. If he said he was really following him secretly, Zhao Wanyan could not make up. When she was confused, she no longer thought about it and went south.
**** The plot of Huang Zhonggui and Zhao Wanyan for several consecutive episodes is the story of this part.
When I wrote this part, what worried me very much was... Zhao Wanyan and Huang Zhonggui, one was slow and soft, and the other was that he wrote these two characters in a few times, and the rhythm would probably be very slow... In comparison... probably the rhythm of the conversation with Wenyuan and Xiao Murong is a world of difference...
:)
But there is nothing to do, the article needs...
****
Zhao Wanyan didn't know what he meant, so she stretched out her finger to touch his palm as she touched his palm. She felt that the flesh of his palm was as solid as ice and extremely stiff. Zhao Wanyan shook her body and shivered cleverly, and quickly shrank her hand and said: You... your body... why is it so cold? Huang Zhonggui said: The Taiyin true qi I practiced is such a Yinkan martial art.
Zhao Wanyan whispered: Isn’t it uncomfortable to practice such kung fu? Huang Zhonggui said coldly: Practicing Taiyin True Qi is indeed difficult, but when it comes to the enemy, the opponent can be more painful than me. In order to kill the person I want to kill, I have also practiced any martial arts.
When Zhao Wanyan heard him say this, her tone was cold as usual, and she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart and said softly: Brother Xiang is very good at martial arts, but he... Mr. Huang, who doesn't kill people casually. Don't you think... it's not great?
Huang Zhonggui said slowly: There are not many people I want to kill, and I haven't killed them yet.
When I succeed in martial arts, I will kill this person, which is the day when I die. Right and wrong, good and evil will have nothing to do with me anymore.
Zhao Wanyan was suddenly shocked and said: Why?
Huang Zhonggui stared at Zhao Wanyan and said quietly: I ask you something or not, will a person turn into a ghost after death? Zhao Wanyan was stunned, not knowing what he intended. After thinking about it, she said: After a child, my mother once told some ghost stories, but... I have never seen a ghost before. Huang Zhonggui said: No one has seen a ghost, so after death, he can't turn into a ghost. He asks for his life to his enemies. Since this is the case, I would rather become a ghost before death.
Although it was already dawn, the light in the cave was weak. Huang Zhonggui said a few gloomy words. Zhao Wanyan couldn't help but feel scared. She couldn't help but move back slightly and whispered: I don't understand...What does this mean?
Huang Zhonggui said: Twelve years ago, this person came to my place and killed someone. This person is like Xiang Yang treating you. Zhao Wanyan shook her body and said to herself: It turns out that his beloved person was killed by someone else, he wants to take revenge.
But seeing Huang Zhonggui's face was cold, he continued: I didn't know any martial arts at that time, but this person's martial arts were unfathomable. I was not killed by him and survived. I don't need to tell you the details.
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped talking
When Zhao Wanyan heard him talk about the past, she vaguely felt that he had encountered a great change, but Huang Zhonggui spoke without any emotion. She said it simply. Although Zhao Wanyan was soft-hearted, she could not feel his sadness. Instead, she felt sorry for him and said softly: According to you, your past should be very miserable. Why...you...you don't feel hurt at all?
Huang Zhonggui said: Once upon a time, I lived in pain for the first three years. I cried like a mortal. The hatred lingered. From that day on, I tried my best to find this person, joined a sect, learned martial arts, promoted to a position, and practiced higher martial arts. In the end, I faced an unbreakable bottleneck. I suddenly realized that it was too difficult to take revenge with ordinary martial arts, because that person's martial arts skills were far better than me in the past.
So, I practiced this martial arts
As he said that, Huang Zhonggui raised his right palm and slashed the void. A sharp wind sounded a stern sound, and a three-inch deep knife mark appeared on the cave wall. It was the sharp energy of the Taiyin Sword that Zhao Wanyan was shocked, and his heart thrust out, and said softly: This skill is indeed very powerful. Huang Zhonggui said: Not bad, but this martial arts is too cold and contrary to the laws of nature. If you practice a deeper level of skill, you will damage yourself. None of the predecessors practiced this skill for six years. Zhao Wanyan was even more surprised and said: Then you...you...
Huang Zhonggui said: I have been practicing Taiyin True Qi for nine years, but I should have died. On the day I started practicing, I changed my name and called Zhonggui. I had this enlightenment. Zhao Wanyan thought to myself: Zhonggui?
What does that mean? After thinking about it, I suddenly realized: Ah, yes, that's the ghost among humans, he... He didn't care about his life at all. I figured out this section and felt so unbearable. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it.
Huang Zhonggui said lightly: In nine years, my only purpose is to kill this person the deeper his martial arts, the more I am unaccustomed to the life of ordinary people. Instead of being a human being, it is better to be a ghost without any emotions. If you want to be a shackle, you will practice martial arts more deeply. Only in your lifetime can you kill him. Zhao Wanyan shook her head gently and said to herself: Isn’t this too bitter? If it were me, I…I wouldn’t have done it.
After hearing what Huang Zhonggui said, she gradually understood his behavior that was not like a stranger. Seeing that his eyes were empty and unconscious, although he was looking at himself, the only dark color reflected was reflected. She unconsciously thought of Xiang Yang's eyes, which were always full of spirit and heroic spirit. Even at the moment of separation from her, there was an unyielding belief in his eyes, which was completely different from Huang Zhonggui's life and death. He couldn't help but feel mixed emotions and sighed softly.
Huang Zhonggui said: What are you doing? Zhao Wanyan whispered: It's nothing, but...I...I...I...I don't think you need to force yourself like this... Huang Zhonggui didn't sound, and his body didn't move at all. Seeing him like this, Zhao Wanyan whispered: Mr. Huang, you don't really want to be a ghost, right? Why bother...
...It hurts myself... Huang Zhonggui said coldly: It's good to be a ghost. It's better to stay in the world as Huang Zhonggui, and there are less unnecessary troubles. Zhao Wanyan shook her head gently and said softly: You want to avenge your beloved, isn't that... not a feeling? This shows that you are still human, why do you have to put yourself in...
Suddenly, Huang Zhonggui stuck out his left hand and strangled Zhao Wanyan's throat. Zhao Wanyan was stunned. He could no longer make a sound in his throat. He could not breathe, as if he was tightly trapped by a cold iron ring. He was so stuffy that her face turned red. He wanted to reach out to pull it, but his hands and feet could not use any force.
She was anxious and afraid, but she had no way to struggle. Her head was dizzy and she was about to faint. At this moment, Huang Zhonggui slowly let go of his hand. Zhao Wanyan's body softened and she fell to the ground. A burst of breath came out, coughing and panting.
She reluctantly raised her head, and saw Huang Zhonggui's mask of Han Shuang, pressing his right hand tightly on his chest, stood up, and said: Don't say much, you have to wait for these three hours, I will follow you on the road
I follow you, don't talk to others. As I said that, I turned around and walked slowly out of the hole.
Zhao Wanyan gently touched her throat and coughed a few more times. After finally feeling a little comfortable, she stood up. Huang Zhonggui was no longer in the cave. Zhao Wanyan was stunned for a while and said to herself: He is not a ghost. He just can't get along with him. He has to practice martial arts. Why do you have to become like this? Brother Xiang, Mr. Wen, Miss Hua and others will not do this, and Master Lu will not change his mind and think: Since Brother Xiang knows him, why don't you help him? Well, maybe he didn't mention Brother Xiang, when he saw Brother Xiang, I told him that he would help Mr. Huang to think of a way. Don't go on like this. Isn't it too pitiful to live like this?
She had a certain idea, so she walked out of the cave. Seeing the sun shining, there was no trace of Huang Zhonggui in the mountains and forests. She thought to herself: Mr. Huang said he would follow me, so I will go mine. Now she sorted out her clothes and looked for a road to walk down the mountain.
She walked along the way, although she often looked around, but she did not notice that Huang Zhonggui's figure had been walking to the foot of the mountain. It took more than half an hour, but Huang Zhonggui still did not show up. If he said he was really following him secretly, Zhao Wanyan could not make up. When she was confused, she no longer thought about it and went south.
**** The plot of Huang Zhonggui and Zhao Wanyan for several consecutive episodes is the story of this part.
When I wrote this part, what worried me very much was... Zhao Wanyan and Huang Zhonggui, one was slow and soft, and the other was that he wrote these two characters in a few times, and the rhythm would probably be very slow... In comparison... probably the rhythm of the conversation with Wenyuan and Xiao Murong is a world of difference...
:)
But there is nothing to do, the article needs...
****
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