"Huh-huh-"

"I'm so exhausted!"

In the theater, Su Qing held his knees and kept breathing heavily. He felt as if his lungs were about to explode. It was like he had swallowed a lump of ice in his throat. He took a breath and it stung extremely. Snow flakes only hit his mouth.

Drill inside.

"Are you OK?"

After he calmed down, he asked Lord Ma.

"What can happen to me?"

The man next to him was not panting as hard as him, and even his breath seemed to have not changed.

Su Qing had a look of disbelief on his face. He glanced sideways, and after swallowing a mouthful of cold air, he said: "I saw it. You just got hit in the back. You want to save face and suffer. By the way, that old eunuch is quite powerful. All these seven

He is eighty years old and his hands and feet are as nimble as a monkey’s!”

Lord Ma paused, as if he had something on his mind.

"That old ghost practiced the Baguazhang taught by Yin Fu back then, and he also practiced the fire! Huh, what a pity, all these remnants of the old era are like mice seeing drops of blood when they see blood droplets. That old ghost was so scared that he even fought

My heart is gone!”

Seeing his gloomy expression, Su Qing said in a strange way: "Hey, is it possible that your enemy is Yin Fu? Hasn't the old eunuch been dead for more than ten years? Did you meet someone from the Bagua sect last time?"

Prince Ma suddenly stared at him and looked intently at the young man's face, which was red and blue from the cold. He took a deep breath. "Boy, when you meet Yin Fu's descendants or fellow students in the future, I will teach you the best killing techniques."

It’s better not to show it!”

"Excuse me, please explain clearly. What do you mean by not exposing yourself to others?" Su Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly changed his expression and smiled coldly. "I am greedy for life, but I am not afraid of death. After practicing your kung fu, today

I accepted your favor again in the evening and discussed the matter as it happened. I still keep these sentiments in my heart!"

"Besides, young master, I'm an upright person. I'll practice as soon as I practice. If you want me to be sneaky, wouldn't it be better not to practice at all? But I just practice. Not only will I practice, I will also practice in the future.

I still want to practice until I reach the top!"

Seeing that Su Qing was frothing, Lord Ma was not annoyed. He just grinned and reached out to pat the snow on his head. "You kid, your tone is not small. You can wait until you have mastered your kung fu. Okay, come out."

It’s been a long time, go back quickly!”

After saying this, he ignored Su Qing's reaction. He moved his feet and slipped into the snow.

Su Qing was the only one left there.

"Hey, it's hidden and tucked away!"

Although he said this, his expression was not as frivolous as before. He looked at the direction where Lord Ma disappeared and frowned. "Why does this sound a little wrong? I always feel that there is something hidden in this guy's heart?"

Are you looking for someone to take revenge again?"

Su Qing couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. Even he, an opera singer, knew that the Bagua sect was very powerful in the world nowadays. If he walked down the street, the storytellers on the roadside would mention a few words about "Chinese Martial Arts Association", Huantou

There is this Bagua Gate above.

Since the beginning of the year, in the spring, the theory of "Northern Boxing spreading to the South" has emerged. Due to the establishment of the "Guangzhou and Guangdong Martial Arts School" in Guangzhou, a large number of northern boxers have gone south, leaving behind a "Five Tigers Going to Jiangnan"

statement.

Calculating the time, it seems that Lord Ma was injured at the beginning of the year.

It's a pity that he has been practicing acting, can't go out, and doesn't care about these things. He didn't expect that he would now have entanglements with these people.

As he was thinking about it, he walked into the bedroom and took a look at his fellow apprentices who were still sleeping soundly inside. Su Qing did not go in. Instead, he hesitated for a moment, his eyes obscured, and turned towards the backyard. When he caught a glimpse of the woodshed hidden in the heavy snow,

Without saying much, he walked closer, took out a bright red steamed bun from his arms, and placed it on the window sill.

"I brought the stuff!"

As soon as he lowered his front legs, the little leper's ghost-like face was pressed against the mouth of the cave. He didn't seem to see Su Qing, and only the blood-stained bun was in his eyes, which was dimly glowing.

Like a very hungry wolf, he quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, and then there were the sounds of frantic chewing and swallowing, as well as the sound of sucking fingers.

Su Qing leaned against the wall, folded her arms, lowered her eyelids, and listened to the sounds inside with a calm expression, motionless, as if she was asleep.

"It will be fine - it will be fine - cough cough -"

The inarticulate murmurs and swallowing sounds, as well as the violent coughing sounds, intertwined with an unspeakable madness.

Will it be okay? How could it be okay? Su Qing knew it wouldn't be okay, but he still did it. Why?

I don’t know how much time passed.

"Ahem..."

In the woodshed, the little leper's coughing was still violent, as if he had been stabbed seven or eight times in the chest, piercing his heart and breaking his lungs. He was coughing and gasping for breath, and his throat seemed to be stuck with thick phlegm, which was worse than before.

The cough was so severe that blood came out from the cough.

"Ah, why hasn't the cough stopped yet - cough cough -"

After a long time, the little leper's muttering changed, becoming hysterical, desperate, and painful.

This steamed bun filled with human blood that was his last hope was useless.

Can't live anymore.

The little leper's voice began to weaken, as if the depression, fatigue, illness, pain, and torture of these days all broke out at this moment, like a camel crushed by the last straw, falling softly to the ground and becoming a beach.

mud.

He looked up aimlessly at the hole where the wind and snow roared, his throat rolled, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Xiaoqing!"

Su Qing leaned against the wall and whispered through the window: "Here he is!"

In the woodshed, the little leper who heard this voice was silent for a long time, and finally said weakly: "I accept this fate!"

After saying this, he burst into tears.

"Woo-oh - I'm sorry for you - it's all my fault - cough cough -"

Su Qing didn't say anything, just said lightly: "Close your eyes and have a good sleep, you are too tired!"

Only with the little leper wailing loudly, the young man strode away.

The next day, it will be dawn.

The entire capital city was covered with white snow. In the theater, a steward hurriedly walked towards the bedroom. His expression changed slightly. He didn't know if he had fallen down. There was a layer of snow on his body. His first words after opening the door were:

road:

"Don't sleep anymore, get up quickly, little leper, he's dead!"

His voice seemed to be trembling.

The little leper froze to death.

In this cold weather, no one would be able to survive the night if he took off all his clothes. When all the brothers put on their clothes and passed by, they saw a short, naked figure in the woodshed that opened the door.

Liu Liu was huddled at the base of the wall, frozen solid, with blue-purple patches all over his body, making those who looked at him shudder.

Master Guan had already rushed over, his face was solemn, and he didn't say anything. He called the two stewards, pulled up the mattress, wrapped the body on the ground, and worked together to lift it out.

The house was in a mess, with scratches and blood marks everywhere on the walls, and feces and urine all over the floor, which was horrifying.

"Master, go buy a coffin and burn all these things in the woodshed!"

Master Guan ordered.

Then he looked at Su Qing, Xiao Shitou, and Xiao Douzi, waved his hands, and said somewhat complicatedly: "You three go and see him off for the last time!"

Su Qing said nothing, just calmly looking at the corpse being carried out. A gust of wind blew up, and a facial mask fell from the rolled up mattress. His eyelids trembled, he reached out and pinched the corners of his eyes, and then looked at the rolled up corpse.

, actually smiled and said warmly:

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"
Chapter completed!