How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

"..." Lu Heng did not feel guilty at all. He directly put the soft cloth on Duan Feiqing. "You Han people are troubles. Wipe clean. Otherwise the locusts will dislike you."

Duan Feiqing saw Lu Heng staring at himself with gaze, and he said uncomfortably: "Can you trouble me?"

Although she knows that Duan Feiqing regards herself as a woman, Lu Heng still feels that the Han Chinese are in trouble. When you have a chest, when the weather is hot, the Miao people in the stockade are directly wearing the vests, and they have not seen them.

Lu Heng licked his mouth and turned and went out.

Crescent Moon Spring is the place where Lu Heng raises the scorpion. It is completely different from what people in this way think, and locusts are not raised in dirty places. The finest locusts are very picky about the environment, requiring fresh air and a clean and tidy environment. Crescent Moon Spring is such a place that is very suitable for raising oysters.

In the vicinity, Lu Heng sprinkled the insect-repellent herbal powder, and no other snake worms darted to get close. Lu Heng recalled the smell of poisonous blood just taken from Duan Feiqing's palm, and he had a plan. He went to the spring and dug a small black pottery jar.

"Little flowers, it's you."

Duan Feiqing cleaned up the blood on his body, and then he got on the middle of the shirt, and he heard the sound of the bells gradually becoming clear. Then I saw the figure of the Miao girl appearing in the hole. Duan Feiqing saw his mouth slightly swayed, and the pace walked in briskly, and even the sound of the bells was cheerful. The haze that has been shrouded in the heart of Duan Feiqing seems to have quietly dispersed a little as the people in front of him are getting closer and closer.

Duan Feiqing had a rare moment of thinking stagnation, only at this time, he indulged himself in this warm feeling.

It was not until Lu Heng stood in front of Duan Feiqing that he came back. I saw a colorful poisonous insect on the white fingertips of my eyes, and looked at myself with my brow. Duan Feiqing subconsciously recalled whether he had done anything else to make him dissatisfied.

"How do you put your clothes back, which makes Xiaohua detoxify you." Lu Heng said.

Under Lu Henglu’s impatient explanation, Duan Feiqing finally understood the process of understanding the poison. He told himself that this person was a medical practitioner, and there was no gender, and then he untied the blouse.

Lu Heng also found out the silver small machete, cut a small cross at Duan Feiqing's heart, and placed the poisonous insect on the wound. The locust immediately sucked on the wound, and the greedy began to absorb the venom from Duan Feiqing.

After a while, the round mites sucked down from the wound and landed on the bamboo bed. The blood oozing from the cross wound is not as black as the ink. Lu Heng sprinkled the powder on the wound to stop the bleeding, and then carefully loaded the mites into the small porcelain bottle.

"You are poisoned too deeply, the small flower can not be cleaned at one time, wait for it to be digested, and come in a few days."

Duan Feiqing has recovered a bit of strength at this moment. He sat up and bowed his hand and salute: "The grace of life is unforgettable."

Lu Heng is shaking the porcelain bottle in his hand: "You have provided such a good nutrient for the small flowers, and they don't owe each other."

"Hey? How was your back hurt?" Lu Heng suddenly noticed that Duan Feiqing's white shirt oozes some blood.

"..." Duan Feiqing did not know that it was improperly said that it was dragged back all the way and was scratched by the dead branches of the ground.

Lu Heng did not avoid it. He walked straight and pulled the clothes behind Duan Feiqing and glanced at it: "Oh, small wounds, saliva secreted by small flowers are also medicinal. This kind of minor injury will be better in two days."

Duan Feiqing’s face flew a thin red, even if he knew that the other person was a healer, he still could not adapt to the enthusiastic unrestrainedness of this Miao girl.

"Speaking, this poison in your body is a bit powerful. If you haven't touched me, you have already become the food of the poisonous insects. The person who poisons you is afraid that you will die and you will die." Lu Heng jumped on a boulder, sat cross-legged, elbows on his legs, palms holding his chin.

Duan Feiqing's mentality is mature, and after all, it is only a sixteen-year-old boy. Suddenly, life has changed dramatically, and another poisonous body has been chased and killed. The emperor fled to the jungle of Miaojiang. After encountering Lu Heng, there was a room for breathing. At this moment, the mind relaxed a little, and after all, it was the impulse to suppress the heart.

"Yeah, why didn't you have a heart to put me to death?" Duan Feiqing let himself not have the slightest manner. He fell backwards on the bamboo bed and raised his right hand to cover his face. "I am full of doors. They are all dead in those hands."

Duan Feiqing was born in the martial arts family, Anyang section home, no one in the martial arts. His grandfather, Jiuyijian Duanhangyi used a sword like a god, but he was recognized as a swordsman in the martial arts. In the family of the martial arts, the head of the family has always been headed. Then on the day of his grandfather's 60th birthday, everything fell apart. On the birthday banquet, it is clearly guarded, but the wine in the birthday is not known to be the colorless and tasteless poison.

Half-life in the rivers and lakes, the section of the Hang Hsiang, who did not meet the rivals, fell under the poison. At a time when the family members lost their resistance, a group of black people sneaked in, and when they saw people, they killed and blood stained the entire mountain. Duan Feiqing’s mother had had an adventure in her youth. She was given a life-saving medicine by a medical doctor. Before she fell, she put the medicinal medicine into the mouth of the only son. Duan Feiqing got a chance to survive, and barely escaped from the **** of the world.

"Feiqing! Must be a **** enemy for the Duan!" The voice of the mother before her death, has been lingering in the ears of Duan Feiqing. It was also the sentence of the mother before her death, which made Duan Feiqing hold a strong breath and fled to Miaojiang all the way, and was saved by Lu Heng.

The blink of an eye is the passing of the moon. Duan Feiqing’s poison has been cleared and the injury has been good. Although in the days of the tooth spring, the beauty is like a dream, but the **** sea enmity on his body, but day and night reminded him that he can not sink into it.

It was early in the morning. When Lu Hengcai arrived at Yueya Spring, he saw a person standing on the side of the spring. Although he wore Miao's clothes, he was still the kind of Han Chinese. Lu Heng feels that this person is too old to be older, obviously not older than himself. The fifteen-year-old boy, in Miao Village, is still full of mountains and chasing the age of cats and dogs.

This Feiqing, however, is always calm and introverted. Every day except for rehabilitating, he is practicing swords at the Crescent Moon Spring. He has never been too curious about the world beyond Crescent Moon Spring. Really like an old monk, Lu Heng thought so, but his feet were lightly paced, and he wanted to kick him into the spring to see how he panicked.

However, Lu Heng, who has become accustomed to walking on his own way, has forgotten how this voice may have won a martial artist. Lu Heng’s thoughts turned his head and he saw Duan Feiqing turning around.

"A Heng, you are here." Duan Feiqing saw Lu Heng, and some of his dignified look immediately eased, and he smiled.

Come again, Lu Heng wants to hold his eyes, he can't stand this person and laugh at himself. Because of this Han Chinese brother, it’s so good to laugh. Every time he smiles, Lu Heng feels that he has seen the scenery of the butterfly flying on the Crescent Moon Spring when the spring is at its peak.

"Yeah." Lu Heng made a calming face and nodded.

Duan Feiqing did not care. He had become accustomed to Lu Heng’s awkward temperament for the rest of the month: "A Heng, if you are still in the body, you have to resign to you."

Lu Hengyiyi, and seeing the face on the front of the person's face is gentle rather than firm, and my heart is somewhat unhappy: "Hurry up, go quickly, a Han Chinese, is it hard to hurt? I still want to stay in my Miaojiang." ""

"A Heng, I will come back to see you." Duan Feiqing saw Lu Heng bulging his cheek again, just wanting to touch his hair to comfort him, but did not realize that this action is for the self-sacrificing himself. How extraordinary.

"Auntie said that you Han people will deceive most, I will not believe you." Lu Heng is back, abandoning and swearing.

Duan Feiqing's hand fell in the air, he paused, only retracted his hand, and solved the black short sword at the waist.

"This Shadow Sword and the streamer sword I used are long and short swords. I am only used to using long swords. This short sword will leave you with self-defense."

"This sword is dark and ugly." Lu Heng muttered, but his men took it unceremoniously. Lu Heng, who was born in Miaojiang, did not know that this stream of shadows and double swords is a weapon of the gods that countless martial arts people dream of.

Time flies, and the blink of an eye is five years. Lu Heng is already a teenager, um, the girl looks like, although his size is tall and slender, but compared to the real girl, it is a little softer. The Miao people have always been greatly embarrassed, and they have never doubted the gender of Lu Heng.

This is also thanks to Lu Heng's face. As he grows older, his baby's fat on his cheeks has receded, and the more his eyes are more aggressive. In addition, the lines are soft, the skin is white and the body is sparse. Lu Heng, who is dressed as a woman, no matter who sees it, will only feel that the girl is beautiful and warm.

Lu Hengcai just walked into the range of Crescent Moon Spring, and he saw a familiar figure on the side of the spring. Duan Feiqing? Lu Heng is somewhat uncertain and is taking a few steps. This is the second time Lu Heng has seen him in the past five years. The last time was still four years ago.

When Fei Qing took a lot of Chinese people's strange things to see Lu Heng, he said that he has now entered his father to the door. In the early days, the inheritance of the millennium was more than a few in the martial arts. His master heard that this was a catastrophe in his family. At the moment, he said that he must find out the mastermind behind this scene and ask for a fairness for Duan Feiqing.

After that, Lu Heng broke contact with Duan Feiqing. Lu Heng only seems to be like A Niang, the Han people will deceive most, and they will not return to Duan Feiqing's promise to come back to him.

However, why did this person appear in Crescent Moon Spring? It seems that he was still seriously injured and dying.