Wenleyang immediately started to move, dancing, punching and yelling. It is consistent with the movement of Wen Shisan around him. Occasionally, sometimes there will be some deviations in the movement. Every time Wen Shisan arrives, he will shout, "Remember that it is not right here."
Wen Jiu went in a hurry and promised, "Don’t say anything wrong, she can’t see it."
Wen thirteen followed the wrong punch for a while and couldn’t help jumping back to the tree. "Let’s play together." The two brothers laughed and watched the rattan Wenleyang move a lot faster.
My little girl’s eyes are almost falling out. "How did you do it!"
Wen Jiu saw his stunt and even the ghost was stunned for a moment. He forgot to be afraid of putting his cane in the hands of a silly brother and jumping in front of Xiao Yi. He proudly said, "We played this before you understood this!" Said with a tear to his clothes.
Xiao Yi was taken aback. In Wen Jiu’s body, there were deep and shallow scars everywhere.
Wen Shisan leaned out of his head while he was busy, grinning. "I also have mountains. If winter is not fun, we will play puppets. Sometimes he will be puppets, and sometimes I will be puppets."
These two silly uncles don’t know how to count, but their thoughts are naive and brilliant. However, I’m afraid they are more talented in martial arts than the warm and spicy one in those years. It’s a pity that they were born in the Wen family, a master of wonders and an auxiliary family of martial arts, and they can’t forge a poison that suits them. If they were born in the Wu Lishi Sect, they are likely to achieve a martial arts.
When two people ran in the mountains for more than ten or twenty years and chatted, they liked to play with muppets best. I don’t know which of the two people suddenly wanted to use themselves as puppets. They studied together for a long time and tried several times to find out the body movement key. Actually, they really tested that the living man was a puppet. The scars of the two brothers were left when they explored the puppet show.
You have to be stupid to hold back the pain. Play and develop such a scary thing.
The two brothers don’t even know about uncle Winton Haidu.
WenXiaoYi walked over to Wenleyang with trembling steps, and looked closely at the existing rattan. The rattan tied the knot, but it got into Wenleyang’s body carefully, and some blood spots solidified.
A lot of iron ore in Wen Leyang’s body has been taken out by two silly uncles, but some iron ore near the joint is still left in the wound.
Wen Jiu leaned in and carefully explained, "If these wounds are close to the festival, there will be no way to string vines."
Although I don’t know if Wenla’s suicide method can finally save Wenleyang’s life, for Xiao Yi, there is finally a glimmer of hope. My little girl’s long eyelashes keep shaking and finally wow, hug Wen Jiu in his arms and cry.
Wen Jiu didn’t dare to make her look down at Xiao Yi with a little strength, trembling and discussing with her, "You will spare my brother if you eat me."
Thirteen also ran out crying. "Eat me and spare my brother."
Wenleyang lost control and turned half a circle in the same place, thumping and falling to the ground …
Xiao Yi tried her best to convince the two brothers that she was a ghost or not, and after two days of rest, she gradually recovered her spirit. She wanted to take three people back to Hongye Forest, but she didn’t expect that just a few days later, the branches had already fallen in the rainstorm and the red leaves grew vigorously. Wen Jiu and Wen Shi San were not the people in the workshop who rashly entered Hongye Forest, and I am afraid they would immediately be banned. Finally, they set up several simple sheds in the forest next to Hongye Forest.
Wen Jiu and Wen Thirteen get up their spirits every day to play tricks on Wen Leyang. Xiao Yi occasionally goes back to the red leaf forest to have a look. Besides, he stays by their side all day and is responsible for cooking for them. Two silly uncles are smiling every day.
Later, the two brothers suddenly thought about stringing vines in Wenleyang’s face so that he and several of them could sit together for dinner. If Xiao Yi didn’t work hard, Wenleyang would be ruined.
In more than ten days, Wen Leyang’s residual iron sand was slowly squeezed out by his flesh, and his wounds, large and small, were slowly healed. The gray and white poison line was gradually becoming shallower, just like a snow and ice mark was slowly melting. It was easy for Xiao Yi to see that the warm and spicy method was effective in dreaming, and he would wake himself up with a smile. Every time Xiao Yi laughed in the middle of the night, he would get up and shake his head and look around.
When Wen Jiu and Wen Thirteen played puppets for a long time, they felt that if it weren’t for Yi Yi’s food temptation, the two brothers would have run away. Of course, they were not idle and came up with new things. One person manipulated the doll Wen Leyang and another person fought the doll, but after a month, the one who went to fight would be screaming and grinning. "This little body is too hard to hit people."
Rattan wears away faster and faster, and it takes more than ten days to wear out. It needs to be replaced gradually every three or four days, especially when the vines need to be inserted into the body. Later, it is difficult to penetrate the steel cone traction.
Three months passed quickly in the mountains, from late summer to early winter. Fourth Master has never come back since he left Hongye Forest for the second time. Even a group of experts died, and no one came back. Xiao Yi was worried. The others in the workshop still lived with a straight face.
The date of hanging one’s life is finally approaching, and Wen Leyang’s body poison line has long since disappeared. There is no trace of the wound caused by poisonous insects and gunpowder. It is a red scar left on the cheek where the fragrant tripod fragments are left.
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There are fewer words in this chapter, and today there will be the words "second more, second more, about five or six thousand" ~
Asking for a ticket, asking for a ticket, your eyes are pure ~ ~ your heart is sei.
Chapter 17 Closing hillsides
Xiao Yi’s face is gloomy, and Wen Jiubai talks about it, pulling the red vine Wen Shisan online doll and frowning. "Why don’t you wake up?"
Wen nine leaned out and looked at Xiao Yi. "My girl, did you remember the wrong day? I count it will be more than 20 days. "
Wen Shisan shook his head without waiting for Xiao Yi’s answer. "It can’t be snowing soon. It will take at least half a year. Don’t believe me. The first day the little sun was in a coma, the second day we picked vines and tied puppets, the third day … ouch!" Just as he was speaking, he suddenly gave a scream. The tall man fell backwards and fell to the ground with one hand firmly pointing to Wen Leyang. "Open your eyes … Open your eyes!"
Wen Leyang is trying to restore the virtual shadow in front of him with his eyes open.
The little girl immediately rushed to Wenleyang’s side, staring at his lips unblinkingly, but she didn’t know what to say.
Snapping and crunching.
Wen Leyang suddenly reached out and slapped himself twice in the face and roared, "Who hit me?"
Wen Jiuyi threw away the vine, hopped and laughed, and pulled up his silly brother. "Little sun woke up! Wake up! ！”
Long Teng lost traction, and Wen Leyang felt that his body was about to fall when he was limp, but soon his waist and abdomen strength stabilized and he shook his head hard. Finally, he saw clearly that Xiao Yi’s mouth was smiling. "Little girl … ouch!" Suddenly, I hid behind a big tree with my legs clenched and my hands covered.
Two silly uncles jumped in with laughter and quick hands and feet. They were skilled and quickly cleaned up Wen Leyang’s disorderly vines.
Xiao Yi wait for a while watched Wenleyang’s eyes turn red gradually and tears swirled in her eyes. "How did you … wake up now?"
Wen Leyang is not white. She refers to sleeping for a few more days, frowning and muttering, "I regained consciousness occasionally a few days ago, but my mind is in chaos and I always keep sleeping."
Wen Jiuyi suddenly smiled broadly and said primly, "You have to thank my girl! This more than 20 days … "
Wen Shisan expressed his opposition to "half a year!"
"… my little girl wipes your body and massages your muscles every day."
Little Yi Wow cried out completely, stretched out his little hand and ran to the back of the tree and hugged Wenleyang. He refused to scatter the Buddha’s lamp anyway. When I didn’t know, I climbed to Wenleyang’s shoulder and tried to stretch my body and kept rolling. I couldn’t wait to stick every inch of my skin on him before I was willing.
Wenleyang has gradually recalled the things before the coma. Although I don’t know what happened after the coma, I can also think that the little girl must have suffered a lot during this period. I quickly stretched out my hand and took hold of Xiao Yi Rou to comfort "Do you think you can give me a dress and I will cry again?"
Xiao Yi burst into tears and smiled, "Great? Two pieces of black are ugly!" With that, he picked up two clothes from the shed and threw them to Wenleyang.
"Riding a bike in the county seat …" Wenleyang had some strength to answer Xun’s question. When he put on his belt, he just snapped a good cowhide belt and broke it into more than a dozen pieces.
Xiao Yi giggled. "You are a little less energetic. What about your health? Is there anything wrong now?"
Wen Leyang was active, his body looked strange, shook his head and didn’t speak. His body seemed heavier than before. Specifically, it was not that he became fat, but that the gravity of the earth increased for him.
Wenleyang prepared a sudden swing of his feet and ran a few steps. Xiao Yi screamed at the side and felt that a black shadow had passed in front of him. Then, alas! Wenleyang had severely hit the mountain wall and stones of different sizes were falling.
It’s a strange feeling, but once you move, you will have a strong inertia and swing your arm. It’s like carrying a dozen kilograms of iron gloves when you run, but you can control your strength completely.
"Xiao Yi, tell me what’s going on?" As Wen Leyang spoke, he made a fist at a bowl of thick and graceful trees around him, and punched them before he was injured, so that even if the trees would not break, sawdust would fly and shake. If the wrong punches were added to the poisonous force, most trees of this thickness would wither and die in the near future.
Boom, muffled sound, like a defeated tree, did not move, while Wen Leyang jumped up in surprise, surprised and stared at his fist with joy. His exquisite eyes flashed and he looked at the vines before looking at Xiao Yi. "Warm and spicy ancestors … refined poison into the body?" The tone of hesitation and surprise was wrapped together, and the tone could not be said to be weird.
Xiao Yi nodded with some doubts. It’s quite a challenge to look at the tree and be surprised at it.
Wen Leyang laughed and pointed to the tree and said to the little girl, "Yi Yi, listen to me and give it a punch!" "
Xiao Yi didn’t ask too much, but he promised to hit the tree with a small fist.
Poof!
Smoke is everywhere!
As soon as Xiao Yi’s fist touched the tree, it suddenly exploded with a powder, and all the trees were turned into dust!
Four people cough desperately together.
Xiao Yi croaked and grabbed Wenleyang’s hand. "Wenleyang, how did you … juggle? ！”
Wenleyang is in a good mood to the extreme, and his hearty laughter penetrates the mountains and ripples far away to the distant mountains where wolves should drink.
It used to be that the accumulated toxic force in the body exploded with each other, but the strength was strong, and the poison was completely different from each other. Now, with a casual punch, the toxic force of the body and the strength of the fist merged into a highly toxic force, and a small tree was beaten into flour.
Xiao Yi ourtenant pulled out a carrot and told the story of Wen Leyang’s coma on a rainstorm night from beginning to end. Sometimes he giggled and sometimes tears ran in strings. Two silly uncles each took out their hand-carried marionettes. With Xiao Yi’s description, he put on various scenes from time to time, making Wen Leyang laugh and cry.
Finally, I told the story. About two silly uncles breathed a sigh of relief on one side, and they were so tired that it was really not good for them to talk to each other without professional skills.
"In those days, the problems that the warm and spicy ancestors couldn’t solve were solved by us. Even if he could find a fruit to hang his life, he could fall into a long sleep for a hundred days. If he couldn’t move a little, how could he find two heroes who could play dolls and master the wrong boxing!" My little girl looked at Wenleyang not only for her life, but also for every cloud has a silver lining’s two uncles. In her little heart, this world is going to be Wenleyang except grandpa. It is not too much for her best person to say that she is the savior, but she doesn’t know the word.
The two great heroes danced with great pride. Suddenly Wen Jiu frowned and asked his silly brother, "Little Sun has practiced poison into his body now, so he has not become a poisonous sun now?"