NOVEL NEXT Chapter 20 A play
Chapter 20 20. A drama
Deep in the mountains, on a slope.
The barbarian looked at the young face in fear and astonishment.
He never expected that he would be ambushed.
And judging from the speed of the opponent's attack and the strength of the knife, the opponent was not only stronger than him, but also experienced in killing and had a sophisticated sneak attack method.
The barbarian was about to speak.
But Song Cheng pressed the knife suddenly and inserted the tip of the knife into the barbarian's neck.
Barbarian:? ? ! ! ? !
Why?
Aren't you asking questions?
Song Cheng waved quickly.
Swish
The head rolled down the slope "gurgle" and stopped only when it hit a stone.
Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly felt that it was safer to kill the man.
After all, if he wanted to ask questions, he could ask Nan Hui and the others. Why keep the bandits? Waiting for a reversal?
He calmed down a little and confirmed that the barbarian was dead before searching his arms.
He had no hope, but when he was feeling around, he actually touched a thin book. He took it out and saw that it was a book without a cover.
He flipped it a little.
‘It’s a martial arts! ’
Song Cheng was stunned.
Well, the legendary “killing monsters and getting martial arts” really happened to him.
After a little thought, he roughly understood.
The martial arts are precious, and these mountain bandits may run away at any time, so they naturally have to carry them with them, after all, “I don’t know if I can come back after going out.”
But what about the silver?
Why didn’t they carry the silver?
He and Tong Jia were so poor.
Immediately, his mind turned again, and he had a guess in his heart: It should be placed on the two women who accompanied him?
At this time, Tong Jia came out from behind the tree, and when he saw the fierce bandit with his head and body separated, he looked at Song Cheng in shock.
Song Cheng nodded.
Tong Jia said: “Boss, you”
The three words “killed people” were swallowed and turned into “Are you okay?”
Song Cheng shook his head again and continued, "This man should be a bandit. He brought two women with him. Let's go and take a look."
"Did they rob him?"
"I don't know, but one of them should be Nan Hui."
"Madam Nan Hui?" Tong Jia was stunned.
The barbarian was very powerful and told the two women to stay, so they stayed.
It was not until Song Cheng and Tong Jia appeared that the two were stunned.
Nan Hui's eyes widened and she said, "Doctor Tong!"
Tong Jia was also surprised and said, "Madam Nan Hui?"
The two ran closer.
Nan Hui suddenly said, "Doctor Tong, run quickly, that big bandit"
Tong Jia said, "He was killed by Cheng Ge'er. Cheng Ge'er had a strange encounter. Not only did he cure his eyes, but his strength also improved by leaps and bounds."
"Cheng Ge'er?" Nan Hui looked behind Tong Jia. She didn't recognize the person at all.
How could the skinny little blind man who used to be transformed into such a heroic and wild boy?
The air was a little quiet for a while.
Suddenly, Tong Jia felt a sense of crisis.
Nan Hui ran to Song Cheng, her beautiful face showing surprise: "Is the thief, Brother Song, really dead? He is very powerful, no one in the village can stop him."
Tong Jia: ? ? ?
She called Cheng brother?
Why did Nan Hui call Song brother?
What does this mean?
It got dark quickly.
That night, the four of them lived together in the hut.
There was nothing to illuminate except the moonlight.
Tong Jia took the wolf skin and fox skin that had been dried before, and made a bed on the floor in the house with soft branches for the two girls to rest. The two girls also took out a bag of silver coins, totaling more than 100 taels!
Song Cheng took it without hesitation, and then chatted with the two girls at the wooden table by the window.
The girl with snowy skin and beautiful face next to Nan Hui was called Guan Xi, who was a grain merchant. When she was escorting grain through Tanghe Village, she encountered robbers and was robbed because of her beauty.
In troubled times, beauty is a disaster.
After the bandits entered the village, the leader of the bandits robbed Nan Hui and made her and Guan Xi serve him. After he died tragically in Tanghe Village, the two women were passed to the third leader. The third leader was the bandit killed by Song Cheng.
The three of them were lucky and escaped from Tanghe Village successfully.
Then, the third leader waited for a few days at the foot of the mountain behind the village. During this period, many villagers and even bandits came out.
Everyone dared not to go through Tanghe Village again, so they wanted to take a detour.
But even the bandits were not familiar with the back mountain of Tanghe Village.
With limited food and no time to wait, everyone began to look for a way.
Today, the third leader also found this place unintentionally.
Nan Hui said, "Brother Song, the people who survived in the village said that Yun'e was the cause of the trouble.
But I don't think so. If it was Yun'e, she would only kill people who had a grudge against her.
That day, not everyone went to see her drowned in the pig cage. Some people didn't know about it, but they died."
Song Cheng said, "How did they die?"
Nan Hui said, "They all disappeared suddenly. When we escaped, we saw a lot of bodies floating in the river."
Suddenly disappeared and appeared in the river?
Space teleportation?
Song Cheng felt horrified.
It must be a taboo method.
He couldn't help but glance at the "blessing of the drowned ghost".
He had thought about returning to Tanghe Village, but now he finally gave up the idea.
It is taboo to kill people, regardless of friendship.
Of course, Yun'e might treat him differently.
But he, Song Cheng, only has one life.
How to try?
Run to Tanghe Village to gamble on the odds?
Forget it.
At this time, Tong Jia's bed was made.
Song Cheng glanced at the other girl with fair skin and beautiful face, and seeing that she was silent, he didn't say anything, just said: "Then let's rest first."
Nan Hui said nervously: "What if those bandits come again?"
Before Song Cheng opened his mouth, Guan Xi said: "No. If the third boss didn't go back, they would only be afraid and would not come to look for him at all."
Nan Hui said: "Brother Song, then should we go to save the villagers?"
Song Cheng said: "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
As he said that, he also got on the bed and pulled the only quilt to cover him and the young lady of the boss's family.
In the quilt, Tong Jia's small feet were scratching on his calves, curled up, and scratched hard, and then whispered in his ear: "Brother Song, are you comfortable?"
Song Cheng was caught off guard and couldn't help laughing.
Tong Jia said angrily: "Nan Hui, I tell you, you can't do this. Song Cheng is my man, you can't call him Brother Song."
She spoke quickly, like stir-fried beans.
Nan Hui said tenderly, "Doctor Tong, you misunderstood."
After that, she said aggrievedly, "If you don't like it, I won't scream, so as not to embarrass Brother Song."
Tong Jia turned over in anger, with her back to Song Cheng.
Song Cheng leaned over and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I was humiliated by the bandits and survived."
Tong Jia thought about it, turned over again, and whispered, "Sleep."
She lost her husband, her home, and she was born beautiful, but she ended up in a bandit's den and was humiliated repeatedly.
Eh. Forget it.
The young lady of the Dong family softened her heart and said, "Nan Hui, you can scream if you want."
Nan Hui kept silent.
As the saying goes, "Three women make a play."
This is especially true for three beautiful girls in troubled times.
Song Cheng felt that the cabin suddenly became a stage, and the air was filled with the breath of "heart and eyes".
One night passed.
The morning light fell obliquely.
Song Cheng stood up and skillfully put 7 points into the Black Turtle Step.
It was still 7 points, which meant that the young lady of the Dong family was really not angry.
Suddenly, the progress of "Black Turtle Step" became "(Great Accomplishment) (3/16)".
Song Cheng's strength also became "16~29".
Steady progress, this is a good thing for "immortals".
He took firewood to prepare to boil water, but saw Nan Hui also sat up and seemed to want to help.
He waved his hand, then sat down beside the "handmade" stone stove, filled the pot with water, and then while throwing firewood to make a fire, he grabbed the skills he got from the third master yesterday and read them intently.
When the water in the pot boiled, he put the dried wolf meat into the pot.
This morning, we had meat soup again.
And it was meat soup without salt.
After a while.
Seeing the pot lid "poof", Song Cheng ignored it and continued to throw firewood.
Wolf meat is hard to cook. It comes out of the pot as soon as the water boils. The meat is too hard to chew.
He estimated the time in his mind, and his eyes kept looking at the technique.
Snap.
Wait until the last page is turned.
A line of information appeared in the [Technique] column of Song Cheng's panel:
Tiger Roaring Knife (Yellow Grade Ding) (Not yet introduced) (0/2) (Conflict with existing techniques)
At the same time, a "+" sign appeared after "White Snake Knife".
The corresponding information emerged:
Other people can polish jade with stones from other mountains. If you are knowledgeable and experienced, you will have the opportunity to go further.
1% probability of deducing the "Yellow Grade C" technique.
Song Cheng stared at this "1%" and hesitated for a moment. He thought, why not continue to hide in the mountains?
First, stay away from right and wrong, and have leisure; second, although the deduction is slow, are immortals still afraid of not having time?
The only problem is taboo.
The mountains and wilderness are sparsely populated. Now that the "taboo" has been unlocked, is it really okay to stay here?
‘I can see the taboos, so it should be fine. I just need to avoid them in advance, right?’
He comforted himself.
He had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
As for the conflict, he probably understood it.
The “White Snake Blade” is light and agile, while the “Tiger Roar Blade” is fierce and hard.
After learning one step, learning another completely different one is like “learning to walk in Handan”. Not only will there be a conflict, but you will also forget your original method.
But perhaps when you reach a higher level, you will be able to accommodate and integrate all methods into one furnace and refine yourself.
Who can say for sure?