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3. The bitter cold in Liaodong [80/100](2/2)

"I am a Tao Zhushan lineage, guarded by the Fan family.

Yaoqin, I am also a miserable person in my mind, so I won’t make things difficult for you, but after half a month, Qingqing must leave the Qintai.

From now on, please do your own thing.”

After saying that, the man opened the door of the wing room, walked a few steps, then flew up and disappeared into the darkness.

Yaoqin sat alone on the chair, and her neck was still a little painful, and her delicate skin still had blue bruises, but the pain in her body was not as good as the torture in her heart.

The secret she had been trying to protect was revealed.

There was panic in my heart and a touch of desolation.

She knew the origin of "Tao Zhushan", which was the place where Qingqing's father's clan became famous and the "forbidden place" of the Great Chu Dynasty.

It is said that it has something to do with Fan Li in ancient times and the legend of Xi Shi.

That was the secret thing her father told her. Since Tao Zhushan's people appeared, there is no need to worry about Qingqing's safety, just...

But from now on, I am afraid I will say goodbye to Qingqing.

I will never see the girl who grew up with me again.

"Qingqing, and Shen Qiu...father, mother... why do you all abandon me one by one?"

Yaoqin sat on the chair, curled up her body and hugged her in a circle, just like a miserable cat.

She buried her head in her arms, and she clasped her fingers tightly, not caring that she had broken her nails when she played the piano. She said softly with a hint of crying:

"I was born with the Holy Fire Sect, and this was not something I could choose.

Why...why torture me like this?

Qingqing and Shen Qiu protect me, but I don’t have anyone.

Can anyone help me?"

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Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie arrived in Liaodong.

But there is still a long way from where Xiao Tie’s master sect is located.

They got off the boat in a remote port called Kashima. The boat's trade route is up to here. Even if Shen Qiu adds more money, the boat's outskirts will not go far away and go east.

He told Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie that the east has not been peaceful for more than a year, saying that some out-of-domain savages were fighting, and the trade routes there had been cut off for more than ten months.

Even if the trade route is not broken, no one will risk the cold winter weather in Liaodong and go east. Liaodong is a bitter and cold place.

At the junction with the Three Koreans, there are real wildernesses.

Although the output is abundant, it cannot be transported. Apart from the savages, there are not many people living there, so naturally there is no chance to make a fortune.

"This Kashima is only more than 100 miles away from our sect. For the remaining road, we will ride along the beach in just one or two days."

Xiao Tie doesn't care.

He was wearing a thin fur coat and carrying a heavy sword that was taller than others. He got off the boat with agile steps and returned to the cold place of Liaodong, making Xiao Tie feel as energetic as a beast returning to his homeland.

He moved his body at the dock that was still covered with ice, and said to Chen Qiu, who was wearing a dirty wool cloak behind him, wearing a knife magazine on his back:

"Don't tell him, Brother Shen, the Northern Dynasties have a strong exploitation of commercial affairs, and it's not easy for them to travel."

Chen Qiu snorted and no longer argued with the helpless outline.

But he gave the money, but now he can't give it to the destination, so it's naturally a loss.

Under Shen Qiu's forced, the outline head of the Liaodong dialect, who had a big mouthful of slut, could only pay out of his own pocket, add three horses to the two of them, and then put some dry food and drinking water, which was the delivery.

“It’s so cold.”

Chen Qiu, who was riding on the horse, felt that he was quite bloated now, and his pace was not as flexible as before, even if there was snow and snow that kept driving away the cold air.

But the cold wind mixed with snowflakes hits the face, making the cheeks hurt. The biting cold wind penetrates into the body through the gaps in the clothes, which makes people feel really uncomfortable.

However, Xiuhe, who was wearing a straw hat, was only wearing close-fitting coarse cloth clothes, which attracted people's attention from time to time.

She doesn't care.

She is an institution and is not afraid of the cold.

Chen Qiu took Xiuhe and followed Xiao Tie to leave the pier and advanced along the snow on the coast. After leaving the town, there was no way to go.

Not to mention galloping on the horse, the thick snow made the horse walk slowly.

"What is wrong with the climate, just like turning the Huai River to Luoyang, it's wrong."

Chen Qiu was wearing leather gloves and holding the reins. He looked around and saw that the sea water was not frozen yet, and on the other side was a sparse forest, all covered with falling snow.

In his memory, although the Northeast region is indeed cold, it will never be so cold!

The air temperature is at least about minus fifteen to twenty degrees. According to Xiao Tie, it is not the coldest time in Liaodong.

"Brother can't stand it anymore?"

Xiao Tie held the horse's reins and looked back at Chen Qiu. He smiled and took out a leather wine bag from the aristocrat and threw it to Chen Qiu, saying:

“Drink a bar and warm your body.

When I was a child, I lived with my master. At that time, there was no true energy in my body and I could not keep the cold. My master taught me to drink and keep warm.

This Liaodong wine is not as clear and long as Jiangnan wine, but the wine is strong, and it will be like a burning fire in the stomach when you drink it, and you will not be afraid of the cold."

Chen Qiu was not polite either, so he opened the wine bag and took a sip.

A mouthful of cold liquid poured into the body along the throat. The place it flowed through was like a burning knife, and the taste was very bad, like a cigarette fire, but the effect was really good.

The body in the fur quickly warmed up.

"Brother, Master has taught me that although Liaodong is a place of suffering and has difficulty in survival, it is of great benefit to martial arts.

It is this place of suffering that can cultivate a body of pure and pure energy."

Xiao Tie took the wine bag thrown by Chen Qiu, took a sip of it himself, wiped his mouth, and said to Chen Qiu:

"And there is also a trick. If you want to make the true qi sufficient to keep the cold, you must make it wander around your whole body faster and more intensely to resist the cold air."

"Just like your determination?"

Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes and said to Xiao Tie:

"I was wondering before, why did your qi explode so much when you were determined to vent your energy? It turned out that in addition to strengthening your explosive power, you were born to keep warm?"

"yes."

Xiao Tie nodded. He looked at the vast snow in front of him and returned to Liaodong. He remembered the past with his master again, and said to Chen Qiu:

"Master told me that practicing martial arts in Liaodong is like being on a forging platform. If you have to face the suffering here, it is a forging hammer that is always beaten.

If you can resist it, you can remove impurities, strengthen yourself, and achieve high martial arts skills. It will eventually be like a peerless treasure blade being pulled out of the sheath.

If you can't resist it, you can only be a third-rate weapon.

The body is full of impurities and is useless.”

Chen Qiu nodded when he heard this.

He made the snow-clear true qi flow faster, such as when the body sacrificially exploded, but it only stimulated dozens of acupoints, which accelerated the flow of true qi by one tenth, causing the warmth to spread out from the dantian and heart orifices in the body.

He said:

"Your master can see through it thoroughly.

In this Liaodong area, you must use true qi to keep warm, so that the consumption of true qi will increase.

If you maintain this state all year round, the true qi in the body will become longer and the meridians and muscles will become tougher, and you can withstand more true qi rushing.

If you arrive in the Central Plains and fight with others, you will be able to exert twelve destructive power.

The climate here is bitter and cold, and the living conditions are harsh. As your master said, it is a good place to practice martial arts."

"Hehe, my brother is smart."

Xiao Tie praised awkwardly, and he said:

"I didn't react as fast as my elder brother back then. It took me several years to understand the master's painstaking efforts... Well, if I remember correctly, there is a small village where fishermen live in ten miles ahead.

It can give me two of me a rest."

He led the way forward, and the two and a man on horseback were riding on horseback. It took him an hour to walk in the snow.

But just when the two saw a village built in a valley on the coast ahead, Chen Qiu's eyes changed a little.

In the cold wind, there was a sad scream from a woman, and in the sea breeze in front of her, there were also faint fire and smoke floating.

"Someone is robbing that village!"

Xiao Tie held the heavy sword behind his back, and Chen Qiu also held the handle of the knife outside the knife box. He listened to the sound that spread in the wind.

It was a strange language that Chen Qiu could barely understand a little.

He narrowed his eyes and said to Xiao Tie beside him:

"It's amazing. I can still meet Japanese people here... It seems that no matter when, these overseas people are irresistible to our land of China.
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