Lord of Time!

Chapter 12

In the two rooms, the soft breathing of several people falling asleep slowly entered the ears.

Chen Ping's mind was as calm as water, and he kept his mind on his inner self. He sat cross-legged on the soft mattress under the window, and poured his thoughts firmly into his injured leg.

Let's just treat it.

I don't know if the trick my grandfather taught me when I taught the boxing is useful, I guess it will be more psychologically comforting.However, a dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor... The leg injury is not healed, and it is inconvenient. It is really a big accident, and you can't even escape. It is just a burden, and Chen Ping is also anxious.

However, there is no way to rush.

Today I earned seven taels of silver, so I made a fool of myself and bought a little tonic, saying it was for the big guy to make up for the deficiency of Qi and blood.

Chen Ping knew that this was actually to heal himself...

Zuoduanshou and Brother Sunflower tacitly didn't eat more of that pot of medicinal soup, they just took a sip and said they didn't like the taste.

You have become a beggar and are still picky, do you think it is ridiculous?
"You never know, which will come first, tomorrow or the accident."

Ordinarily, life is already so difficult, why worry about it.

But, isn’t there a saying that goes like this, “The hemp rope is only broken at the thinnest places, and bad luck only finds the poor.”

There is also a saying called "blessings come without pairs, and misfortunes never come singly."

Chen Ping had a strong premonition in his heart.

If you do nothing and don't take the initiative to find opportunities to break the situation, you may soon usher in a situation you never want to see.

It's too late to regret.

Therefore, we cannot sit still.

It is the gist of the military strategist to strike first and be strong.

The triangular eyes of the bearded man in the daytime flashed in his mind, his body shivered slightly, and he opened his eyes.

……

The moonlight outside the window was like washing, and a faint light shone into the house.

You can see the painted face on the bed curled up, like a kitten in the rain, it seems that only by huddling together can you find a little sense of security.

Looking through the crack of the door, in the twilight of the moonlight, Zuo Duanshou and Sunflower Brothers next door were not so particular. The three of them were huddled together, and they should be sleeping soundly.

Chen Ping touched the ground with one foot and stood up silently.

He found the bamboo stick beside him, borrowed it lightly, and quietly opened the door... After thinking for a while, he walked to Zuo Duanshou and picked up his favorite black iron short spike.

The iron thorn was about the length of a forearm, and he held his left hand behind his back. Chen Ping pulled it in a fancy way, with a slight smile on his face, took a deep breath, pushed the door and went out, sinking into the vast night.

Compared with later generations, Xingqing Fucheng at night is like a beast crawling in the dark, and there seems to be an incomparably dangerous hidden in the dark.

The faint sound of singing and dancing has nothing to do with the common people's neighborhood.

Looking around, you can vaguely discern the road you have traveled during the day.

……

In the darkness, Zuo Duanshou suddenly opened his eyes, rolled over and got out of bed, without disturbing the two brothers on the small table and stool.

Borrowing the moonlight, he glanced at the place where he placed the short black iron thorn, and was silent for a while.

Gritting his teeth, he walked to the kitchen, took the sharp meat chopping knife, and followed into the night.

'You can't let him stand in front of everything... If you lose your courage, then why talk about getting Yaomei back. '

'I said, even if this life is thrown to you, don't even think about leaving me. '

Left Broken Hand thought viciously, for some reason, his nose felt a little sour.

Now all I know is that Yaomei was bought by someone, and she should have been sent to Xingqing Mansion... The clues have been broken, this huge city, the mansion is deep, where can I find it?

He was able to kill all the criminals who kidnapped his sister, but in the eyes of some powerful people, he was just a small ant, and he couldn't make much trouble.

When he was very young, he followed his father to kill wolves in the wilderness, and later, he faced Hu Qi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty head-on.Zuo Duan Shou is not some little guy who has never seen the world.

He has seen danger and felt the imminence of murder.

It was impossible to guess what Chen Ping wanted to do.

It is nothing more than killing all the thieves and eliminating hidden dangers before they are revealed.

This time, he didn't want Chen Ping to face danger alone because he slept too deeply.

Thinking like this in my heart, I chased out with front feet and back feet, and only walked forward for tens of meters. I was surprised to find that in the wilderness, I could catch up with the skills of wild wolves, but I couldn't catch up with a "cripple".

The figure in the shadow of the moonlight in front of him disappeared in just a few jumps, so fast that it was almost powerless.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly so fast?"

Zuo Duanshou chased after him in vain, until he was out of breath, and finally realized the reality.

Sometimes, in fact, you don't have to touch yourself.

If something really happened, he would be a burden.

……

The painted face was gone, she had washed it with water before going to bed.

At that time, I was still thinking, if Seventh Brother must stare at his face carefully, then he must not be allowed to climb up on the couch.

After cleaning the stains, especially when night fell, she was a little afraid to face someone's eyes that seemed to be able to see through clothes.

In fact, from last night to tonight, Hualian tried his best to pretend that he was in a deep sleep, the kind that wouldn't wake up even if someone sold him...

What she worried about didn't happen.

Seventh Brother just sat quietly on the mat in front of the window, like a sculpture.

'The night is deep, what else can I do if I go out at this time? '

Hualian'er sat up in a daze, the moonlight shone on her face, her brows were tightly furrowed on her exquisitely beautiful face, she was never sleepy at all.

She's always been smart.

Can see through people's hearts.

Of course, it may also be the environment that makes people mature.

Sometimes, if you don't have a few more thoughts, you may die long ago.

'Don't worry about it, Seventh Brother. '

Hualian'er clenched her fists heavily and secretly made a decision.

She lit the candle, looked for the ink stick pen left by the scholar in the house, rubbed the ink finely, wet the pen, took out a piece of white silk, spread it out, and buried herself in the book.

Soon, strings of handwriting and patterns appeared on the silk cloth.

……

Chen Ping lowered his body, taking advantage of tree shadows and hidden places on walls.It seems to slow down the real disease, and run like the wind.

The big tendons in the left leg are bouncing, and the muscles are tense...

With just a slight tap of the toes, his figure jumped more than two meters.

Using the bamboo stick lightly, the muscles and bones of the whole body exert strength, and the back rises and falls, like a dragon and snake swimming... Walking in the dark night, it is like a ghost.

After the Baguazhang technique has achieved great success, the physical strength may not be enough, but the cognition has been improved to a level that was never imagined before.

A little effort can achieve great results.

This includes not only attacking and defending, but also bodywork and footwork.

Running with full feet, the whole body's blood flowed like beads, and the muscles, bones and muscles seemed to wake up, and there was a feeling of joy lingering in my heart.

If it wasn't for the night in Xingqing Mansion, it wasn't suitable for making too loud waves, he would have an urge to howl loudly.

Qilin Street is very long, and it doesn't take too much time to go from the end of the street to the bustling part of the street.

Chen Ping secretly estimated the direction, compared with the memory in his mind, and quietly turned into an alley.After walking for more than a hundred steps, you will see a long river that is as white as light.

The weeping willows by the river are swaying left and right in the night wind.

In a large courtyard on the side, there are faint lights shining through, and there are people chatting and laughing loudly with their tongues out.

At this moment, he became more cautious.

Carefully rubbing closer, breathing evenly, looking through the cracks in the bricks.

(End of this chapter)