Wei Shu

Chapter 172
Shu Jiu came back this evening.

A few days ago, Wang Kuang asked Shujiu to escort the sixth prince back to Beijing in secret, because the journey did not take the official road, but took a lot of mountain roads, so it took several more days, and when he came back, it was the day of the Lantern Festival .

Shujiu is Wang Kuang's greatest combat power in this trip, so as soon as he turned around, Wang Kuang entrusted him with the most important things, now that he thought about it, Wang Kuang planned to lead the crowd to greet him , Give the other party enough respect.

Everyone took orders, and soon surrounded Wang Kuang and turned to the north gate.

Before leaving, Yue Bawu quietly looked back in the crowd, looking at the Cang River not far away.

With violent winds and rain, lightning and thunder, the Canghe River has now turned into a raging dragon, which seems to overthrow the entire riverbed, and it will never be as peaceful as before.

She... must have boarded the boat, but she doesn't know if she is still safe now?

The young man stared at the river, his eyes gradually became empty...

………………

Wei Shu's current situation really can't be called good.

She held the cable tightly with both hands, her body was hanging high above the building, the waves were raging under her feet, the wind around her was like a knife, and there was a torrential rain in the sky.

"boom--"

Another thunder blasted, and the strong wind rolled up the waves that were ten feet high. The building immediately pitched up and down, and Wei Shu was thrown into the air, like a kite swaying in the wind and rain.

The clothes on his body were already drenched by the rain, and his temple hair was tightly attached to his cheeks. When the wind blew, the damp was cold and sticky.

She closed her eyes, tried her best to grasp the cable with both hands, and tried to stabilize her body, but she still couldn't stop sliding down.

The cable had already been soaked by the heavy rain, making it slippery and extremely difficult to exert force on. She had to hold on to it repeatedly so that her suspended body would not fall into the river.

After a few breaths, the wind and waves slowed down a bit, and then Wei Shu climbed up bit by bit according to the shaking force of the hull.

Poisoning, injury, and huge loss of internal energy, she is exhausted at this moment.

The fifth peak level of the Breaking Wind Arrow Technique is not so easy to use.

Those six white feathers are the pinnacle of Wei Shu's understanding of the fifth level of mind.

With all her heart and soul, she managed to maintain the momentum of breaking the formation without falling, and finally jumped behind the boat, barely grabbing the life-saving cable.

After this battle, her comprehension of this exercise has made a big breakthrough, and she has vaguely touched the threshold of the sixth level, which is very good for her.However, the gloomy and cold air deep in the dantian also faintly showed signs of getting out of control.

She had a strong premonition that once the coldness surged up along the bloodline, the consequences would be extremely dangerous. Therefore, at this time, most of her internal energy was used to forcibly suppress the coldness, and the little true energy left, Then spread it all over the body to prevent the external cold from entering the body.

Martial arts masters also suffer from external colds, illnesses and fevers. Fortunately, Wei Shu stayed in a good position, just hanging on the leeward side of the boat. Movement around.

The westerly wind is blowing tonight, and the boat is flowing eastward, and it happens to be able to go to Yedu, and in a quarter and a half, it must be there.

Although she was very concerned about the safety of Lian'er and the others, Wei Shu never lost her mind, put aside distracting thoughts, tried her best to climb the cable, and after a few more breaths, she finally jumped onto the deck.

Bloody smell!

As soon as the feet were firmly established, Wei Shu immediately held the longbow behind her back and lowered her body, as if she was catching a tiger.

Her Zimu sword—Zangfeng and Wudi—had been lost during the battle, and Gouba's iron hook was also thrown away by her. Now she has only two weapons in her hands:

One longbow and one feather arrow.

Speaking of which, Wei Shu got this white feather arrow from Mangtai's arsenal. It is made of tough material and finely crafted, which can be compared with her broken wind.

And Pofeng had been hidden in the mountain temple by Aqisi before, and Wei Shu just took it out tonight.

This bow itself is a rare sharp weapon, its sharpness far exceeds that of ordinary swords, and it can be used for both long-distance attack and melee combat. In Akis' memory, this longbow has been with her for nearly ten years.

At this moment, when Wei Shu held Pofeng in her hand, an unspeakable sense of mystery arose in her heart, as if the longbow in her hand was thirsty to drink the blood of the enemy and was eager to try, and she and Pofeng had already depended on each other for life and death. Even if we are temporarily separated, our thoughts are still connected.

"Wow lang lang lang—"

The strong wind whipped up huge waves again, and the large ship shook again. Candlesticks, incense cages, shrines and other objects on the deck rolled around, and pieces of curtains were blown close to the edge of the side of the boat, and some pieces had been blown off the ship by the strong wind. outside.

Wei Shu leaned her body lower to maintain her balance, and her breath was mixed with blood and water, even though there was a strong wind on the deck, the smell still lingered.

However, other than that, there was no movement in the surrounding area. Even the corpse thrown up by Wei Shu just occasionally slipped with the hull of the boat, but there was no sign of being turned over.

Is the whole ship dead?
Wei Shu frowned, and suddenly her ears twitched slightly.

She quickly pressed half of her face against the ship's plank, and listened intently. After two or three breaths, she straightened up again, picked up the corpse on the deck, swept her body, and entered the cabin on the second floor through the porthole.

This building boat is huge, and there are countless places to shelter from the wind and rain. After careful inspection just now, Wei Shu concluded that this cabin is relatively safe.

Sure enough, the cabin was empty, and no one was there. The table and chairs were overturned, the cups and plates rolled down, and even the window rails were obviously damaged. It was obvious that after a lot of chaos, it looked like a mess.

However, there were not many bloodstains on the carpet, and the smell of blood was not as strong as on the deck, so it should be covered by the four walls.

Wei Shu's eyes turned slightly, and she stopped for a moment in a certain corner of the cabin, a slight smile appeared on her pale face, she looked away, and lowered her head to rummage through the corpse.

The reason why I always carry this corpse is to get the antidote.

Those who use poison well must carry antidote with them, otherwise, if they poison themselves to death, wouldn't it be a joke?
Wei Shu only had a superficial understanding of pharmacology and toxicology, but Akis seemed to be quite proficient in it, and soon found a jade bottle from the corpse.

The jade bottle was only about the size of a fingertip, and when it was unscrewed, there was nothing inside and no special smell. Wei Shu brought the mouth of the bottle to her nose familiarly, and took a deep breath.

An unspeakable cool breath went straight into her lungs, the ashes on her face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a sense of relaxation and relaxation between the skin texture, the strange feeling that the viscera were surrounded by a film before, also no longer exists.

This is the antidote.

As usual, Wei Shu didn't know why Akis knew so much about these things, she only knew one thing:

The "gift" of the villa has never been simple.

(End of this chapter)