How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai - Chapter 88

Lu Heng heard the sound and went back to see the silhouette of Duan Feiqing who turned sharply. Seems to be discovered? Lu Heng’s heart is not too scared, but instead has a feeling of relief. Anyway, this Han brother is not a Miao, and he knows his true appearance is not a big problem.

Lu Heng used to be an outsider to treat him as a woman. He did not deliberately conceal anything in front of Duan Feiqing, but the man did not find anything unusual. Lu Heng is also lazy to explain. I always feel that suddenly I am facing the other party. I have been dressed as a woman, but I am a man and I feel very strange.

Lu Heng grabbed the clothes on the side and grabbed them. He walked barefoot: “Hey, have you seen it?”

Duan Feiqing passed his face slightly, revealing a red ear: “A Heng, I will be responsible.”

“What responsibility?” Lu Heng has some doubts.

“I saw your body, I want to marry you as a wife.” Duan Feiqing said.

“When I turned around, didn’t you see it clearly?” Lu Heng asked in disbelief.

“It was originally offensive to you, how dare to go beyond the moment,” Duan Feiqing still dare not look back, thinking about it and adding another sentence, “More, naturally, after getting married, then say.”

“I am a…” I don’t know why, but the words of the man can’t be said. Lu Heng thought that if A-Nan gave herself a ban, she had no choice but to give up. But when he saw that the person was red-eyed and said that he was responsible, his heart was always a little uncomfortable.

“You haven’t found out that I am different from ordinary women?” Lu Heng thought about it, and some did not give up asking.

Duan Feiqing’s ear was almost red and bloody, but he still answered seriously: “A Heng, you are only sixteen years old, it’s okay.”

Lu Heng was swayed by Duan Feiqing’s words, and slammed him on the ground, and he went back to the stockade. Only one person who did not know what he said was wrong, and Duan Feiqing, who was a little bit stunned, stood on the side of the spring.

The next day, Lu Heng, who returned to Crescent Moon Spring, was as usual.

“What eccentricity do you practice, these three corpses have become a tonic?” Lu Heng did not turn around and asked.

Duan Feiqing also stopped mentioning yesterday.

Last night, Duan Feiqing sat halfway around this month. He remembered that he had seen it in the classics in the past, and the Miao people never married the Han people. And the view of A Heng’s dress, in the Miao people, the status should be quite high, with her current situation, how can she not marry a Han Chinese like a funeral dog.

It has always been the flying son of Fengqing, even in the most lonely time, it did not produce a sense of inferiority. Since A Heng is not happy, he will not mention this matter. It is only in the future that I will only identify this person.

Hearing Lu Heng asked, Duan Feiqing never thought about concealing his half points, and he would bring together what happened in the past four years. His so-called master, father’s best friend, and the highly respected head of the early stage, Feng Weifang, was actually a deceitful thief.

After Duan Feiqing went to the entrance, Feng Weifang tried to inquire from his mouth about the hidden things of Duanjia. Although Duan Feiqing was young, he always had a thoughtful thought. Even if Feng Weifang was his father’s good friend, he did not reveal a slight tone. After discovering that the head of the dynasty was not right, Duan Feiqing did not leave, but tried to find out the identity of the group of black people as a breakthrough.

However, when Duan Feiqing discovered some clues, he was discovered by Feng Weifang. The hypocrite directly tore the face and held Duan Feiqing to the hidden dungeon in the forbidden land of the sect. One level is three years. Duan Feiqing was wearing cruel bones by his cruel means, abolishing the martial arts, and forcing him to tell the secrets of the Duan, and to break his meridians.

“Then how did you escape later?” Lu Heng heard this and gave a little admiration to Duan Feiqing. In front of this person, he was locked in the dark dungeons of the sun, breaking his pride, tortured more than a thousand days and nights, and finally escaped from the desperate. If you are not a strong person, it is impossible to do it.

Hearing Lu Heng said, Duan Feiqing shook his head slightly: “No, I am not as firm as you think. I am mad.”

Duan Feiqing’s mother is a mysterious woman. His mother once dictated a heart to listen to him. Duan Feiqing was born with a strong exception. He only listened once and remembered the heart.

His mother warned him that this method of mind can only be used as a last resort in the event of a desperate situation. If it is not a life-threatening situation, it is absolutely impossible to practice the content of the mind. Because this powerful method is called the supreme martial arts, but all the people who are practicing can’t get rid of the mentality and change the way.

This method of mind, called “The Devil’s Heart Sutra”, the person who is practicing, will surely enter the devil.

Duan Feiqing’s situation is different. He is the first to go into flames, and then spontaneously studied the “Tian Mo Xin Jing” in the state of enlightenment. He was originally a martial arts wizard, and he was in a state of enchantment. He practiced this “Tian Mo Xin Jing” and it was a thousand miles away. It’s just that he’s broken through the pulse, even if he has practiced the heart, he can’t use internal force.

In “The Devil’s Heart Sutra”, there is an article called the Dementor. There is another one, called the smashing. Duan Feiqing, who had gone into flames, relied on these two articles and killed all the guards in the dungeon and escaped. Until he fled to Miaojiang, he fell to the Crescent Moon Spring. After seeing Lu Heng, he recovered his reason.

Lu Heng listened to these, including the **** things that happened in the dungeon, but the brows did not move. The martial arts of the Miao people’s good deeds were regarded as sorcerers by the Zhongyuan martial arts. Moreover, the process of refining sputum, the process is cruel, this “Tian Mo Su Jing” in Lu Heng’s eyes, it is a good martial arts mind.

“After I ate the three corpses that day, I felt that the uncontrollable desire for killing caused by the practice of the Devil’s Heart was reduced a lot.” Duan Feiqing said.

Lu Heng’s eyes flashed in an instant, and he was not interested in martial arts. Nadoro forced Lu Heng to practice some life-saving skills, and he only made a slight accomplishment in the light-handed effort. The rest was simply terrible. Only in the same way, he maintained a kind of high enthusiasm, as his aunt said, Lu Hengsheng should be the king.

The abnormality in Fei Qing’s body completely aroused his interest.

It is half a year later. It is now the year, but the Miaojiang season is like spring. At this moment, the moonside spring is still a bird’s fragrance. Duan Feiqing let Lu Heng secretly bring flour and pork from the stockade, saying that according to the custom of the Central Plains, this day is to eat dumplings.

Lu Heng, who only made a poisonous meal, sat on the wicker chair and watched Duan Feiqing busy. The person in front of him is long and standing, even in the face, it is like doing something elegant, and the action is as pleasing as the clouds.

“You Han people are not saying, is the gentleman far from cooking?” Lu Heng saw that the man was acting neatly, and soon the dumplings rolled up and down in the boiling water in the pot.

“In the past year, at the time of the year, our whole family will gather together to make dumplings and eat a reunion dinner. It is all by ourselves, not to fake others.” Duan Feiqing coveted, his face was slightly missed, but his movements continued.

Lu Hengzhi remembered the past and did not speak. He stared at the dumplings.

After a while, Duan Feiqing whispered: “In the future, only you can eat my own dumplings.”

Lu Hengben wants to say that your wife and children can eat later, but they can see the look of Duan Feiqing’s face. Finally, don’t be awkward and say: “Well.”

After eating the dumplings, they went to the Crescent Moon Springs to enjoy the scenery. Duan Feiqing said that the Han people are not sleeping at night, and they must keep their age until dawn. Lu Heng will stay with him. Anyway, he often tries to catch poisonous insects. It is a common thing not to return to the stockade for a few days.

“At this moment, the Central Plains should start snowing.” Duan Feiqing looked at the still lush forest, and said.

“snow?”

“This Miaojiang season is like spring, you should have never seen snow drifting? A Heng, how can I go to the Central Plains to see the snow scene?”

“I haven’t made a big leap and can’t leave Miao.” Lu Heng actually wants to leave Miaojiang to see a different kind of scenery, but there are some rules in this teaching that cannot be broken at will.

“Also, in this case, I can’t protect you.” Duan Feiqing feels that he really has some impulses, not like the thoughtful ones on weekdays.

“When you were killed twice, I saved them. I care about you.” At this moment, Lu Heng completely forgot his three-legged cat.

“A Heng, I am going to the Central Plains tomorrow.” Duan Feiqing used a word to go, because in his heart, now the moon is the place of his heart.

In the past six months, with the help of Lu Heng’s martial arts, his practice of the Devil’s Heart has been slightly reduced, and the desire for tyrannical killings caused by this practice is almost solved. These negative emotions are firmly locked in the deepest part of his heart. As long as the lock is not opened, Duan Feiqing no longer has to worry that he will fall into madness because of the magical spirit of the day.

And that lock is the person in front of you.

“You a Han Chinese, you should have returned to the Central Plains long ago, or you still want to rely on my Miao Xinjiang not to go.” Lu Heng did not know the dark spots in Duan Feiqing’s heart, he licked his mouth and revealed a disgusted look. .

“When the rivers and lakes are going on, I will return to this month and I will not leave.” Duan Feiqing reached out and tried to touch Lu Heng’s cheek.

“In addition to the drug people, no Han Chinese can look forward to being in Miaojiang.” Lu Heng slightly side of his face.

“Then I will come back to be your pharmacist.” Duan Feiqing, who has always guarded the men and women’s defense, saw Lu Heng escaping, but still chased the past, his fingers touched his side and took it back.

The second day. Duan Feiqing left. Lu Heng did not send it.

This is another five years.