Vendetta

Chapter 64

A boat with a black awning sails slowly in the water. Rows of green willows line the river bank, and pedestrians on the road are all reflected in the soft waves of the bay along with the blue sky in the south of the Yangtze River.

"In the past two months, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt anymore." Qiu Yi stood at the bow of the boat, holding a long bamboo pole in his hand, and said while pushing the boat: "I don't know what happened in the northwest at that time. I have a dull pain every day. .”

"Not acclimatized?" There was a sneer from inside the bamboo curtain of the black awning boat, "I told you that you were hungry, but you still don't believe me."

"I'm so hungry, I just know I'm hungry every day..."

Qiu Yi suddenly stopped talking, put down the long bamboo pole, and opened the bamboo curtain. Ermyandojia covered her mouth and smiled. There was a person beside her leaning on the side of the boat with a mask on her face. She raised her eyes and said, "Why, I Isn't that right?"

"Fu Ling!" Qiu Yi's eyes widened suddenly, "Why are you here?"

Fu Ling leaned against the side of the boat and said lazily: "Gu Hunhong is dead, I can't get along anymore, come to join you and give my brother a bite to eat?"

Qiu Yi was surprised and said: "You killed Gu Hunhong? This is too powerful!"

"Your brother, I am indeed very powerful, but I can't stand your bragging," Fu Ling said, "I didn't kill it, it was Chang Rusong."

Qiu Yi didn't understand, so he asked, "How did Chang Rusong go to the northwest?"

"You also have the title of 'Niu Tau Ma Mian', can you use those two knives to chop vegetables and melons?" Fu Ling sat up and said, "After two days of rowing, you plan to retire from the world? You don't know about it?"

Qiu Yidao was surprised: "Siege? I really don't know! Are you okay?"

Fu Ling said: "If I have something to do, I can row a boat on the Yellow Spring right now, okay?"

"Don't say such unlucky words, as long as you're fine," Qiu Yi thought for a while, "Then shall we go have dinner?"

Ermenduo Jia said: "The restaurant we went to the day before yesterday, the squirrel mandarin fish is delicious, why not go there?"

"Okay," Fu Ling stood up and said, "Let's go."

The three of them entered the restaurant, found a place to sit down,

"Eat, you're welcome." Qiu Yi put the food in front of Fu Ling, "You look pale, eat more."

"Eat, can I still save money?" Fu Ling winked at Er Mian Duojia while Qiu Yi lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Er Mian Duojia understood, and brought food to Qiu Yi: "Brother Qiu, you have worked hard in paddling, so you should eat more."

Qiu Yi nodded flattered, and said, "I don't paddle hard, I'm fine, I'm a big man with plenty of strength."

Taking advantage of Qiu Yi and Ermian Duojia's conversation, Fu Ling took out a small porcelain bottle, poured all the pills in the bottle into the white fungus soup, stirred it with a spoon, and put it in front of Qiu Yi, "It's hard to paddle, drink a bowl Tremella soup."

Tremella and lotus seed soup has a strong taste, covered with tremella, lotus seeds, and wolfberry. It is so thick that the pills are not easy to be found in it.

Qiu Yi waved his hand and said, "It's too sweet, don't drink it. Didn't you say that I walk on the roof like thunder? I have been controlling my figure these days."

Fu Lingdao pushed the white fungus soup in front of Qiu Yi: "You can believe my nonsense, but you are not now, you are walking lighter than the wind now, drinking a bowl is fine."

Ermian Duojia also echoed: "Yes, yes, brother Qiu, this white fungus soup tastes very good, it's okay to drink a bowl, you are in good shape now."

Qiu Yi put the white fungus soup in front of Er Mian Duojia, "It tastes very good, so you can drink it. I heard people say that only women drink it for beauty."

Ermian Duojia quickly shook his head: "No, no, you should drink..."

Fu Ling was also a little anxious: "What kind of men and women are divided into a bowl of white fungus soup? If you push back and forth, you will die if you drink a bowl of white fungus soup?"

Qiu Yi's stubborn energy also came up: "You are good-looking, even if you are fat, if I can't do it, I won't drink!"

Fu Ling suddenly raised her voice: "If you don't drink, you have to drink!"

When he yelled like this, he was very imposing, which scared the people at the next table into silence.

No matter how dull Qiu Yi was, he felt something was wrong at this moment: "What's wrong with this white fungus soup? Do you have to drink it? Will I die if I don't drink it?"

Ermenduojia's eyes turned red with anxiety: "Yes!"

Then she realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and she looked at Fu Ling with some incomprehension: "Benefactor, I..."

"Forget it," Fu Ling shook her head, "This is the end of the matter, it's okay to tell him."

Qiu Yi asked, "What's going on?"

"The time you fainted in the tomb, you weren't actually hungry, but because you were poisoned." Fu Ling pointed to the bowl of white fungus soup, and said, "This is the antidote."

"I knew..." Qiu Yi's voice trembled, "I knew it was not that simple. You must have lied to me. Where did this antidote come from?"

Fu Ling closed her eyes and said, "Ding Yue stole it."

Qiu Yi asked, "Where did you steal it?"

Fu Ling said, "I stole it from Gu Hunhong."

"I understand," Qiu Yi said in a low voice, the bamboo chopsticks in his hand were broken by him, his big eyes that rarely had any troubles understood instantly, and he asked anxiously: "No wonder you suddenly want to stay in the Tongtian Sect, because Gu Hunhong threatened you, right?"

Fuling nodded: "Yes."

"Do you know... I thought you, I thought you were really obsessed, and you were looking for "Red Sun Promise", and I thought you thought I couldn't help you, dragging you down..." Qiu Yi panted , with tears in his eyes, "I... I don't know how to stop you, I don't know that you are trying to save me... I don't want you to do this even if I die..."

"I know you will say that," Fu Ling smiled, "This is my decision, it's nothing, now Gu Hunhong is dead."

Qiu Yi looked at him firmly.

Fu Ling rolled her eyes and said, "We are brothers, aren't we?"

Qiu Yi nodded slowly: "Yes...but I don't want you..."

"It's okay." Fu Ling put the white fungus soup back in front of Qiu Yi, and said softly, "Drink this bowl of white fungus soup."

Qiu Yi took the spoon and fed it into his mouth mouthful. He tasted the sweetness, but tears fell, mixed with the salty taste.

While eating, he shed tears.

He had no father or mother since he was a child, and when he entered the Dongqing Sect, he was just an outer disciple who burns fire. He is not as smart as Ding Huai, not as smart as Zhang Facai, and Wang Youqian is experienced in dealing with affairs. His martial arts talent is far behind the others. He was born so ordinary that he had no relatives in this world, but he never thought that someone would care so much about his life and death and would be willing to save him like this.

Looking back now, he went down the mountain with Fuling that day, or in other words, being brothers with Fuling in this life is really good luck in three lifetimes.

Fu Ling patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, old men cry in front of other girls."

"Shut up for me," Qiu Yi said angrily while eating, "If you dare to hide from me and do such a desperate thing, I will, I will..."

Fu Ling raised her eyebrows: "That's it? Can you still beat me up?"

"I can't beat you, so I'll ask Mr. Yan to teach you a lesson!" Qiu Yi finished drinking the soup, put down the bowl, and found that Fu Ling's face was not very good, so he asked, "What's wrong? You and Mr. Yan haven't reconciled yet?"

"It's not that they didn't make up," Fu Ling shook her head with a wry smile, "There's no way to make up, that's all, let's not talk about it, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Qiu Yi was taken aback: "Farewell? Didn't we just meet today?"

Fu Ling said: "Yes, but I want to take revenge, and there is only one person left - Zhang Tingsheng of Chuanqiongmen."

Qiu Yi said: "Zhang Tingsheng? That's one of the best swordsmen in the martial arts world, and the head of Chuanqiongmen. What are you going to do? Are you still sneaking into Chuanqiongmen?"

"I can't dive in anymore, now most of the world recognizes my face," Fu Ling said, "I plan to challenge him to a showdown."

Qiu Yi asked: "Can Zhang Tingsheng agree?"

"Martial arts masters don't even dare to accept the challenge letter," Fu Ling chuckled, "His morality, highness, reputation, and respect, he can't afford to lose face."

Qiu Yi was silent for a moment, hesitantly said: "Brother, I don't doubt your strength, I just want to ask... can you win?"

"If you don't win, you have to fight." Fu Ling gently held the longevity lock around her neck, and said slowly, "This is my belief all the way. It has been ten years, and I have been waiting for this day all the time."

Qiu Yi couldn't bear it and said, "Fu Ling..."

"This was decided a long time ago. I finally got to this point. I should be happy." Fu Ling smiled, put down the longevity lock, and the longevity lock slid into the lapel, collided with the jade pendant, and let out a sound. With a clear voice, Fu Ling said: "I'm not sad, but a little bit reluctant."

Fu Ling is different from ten years ago. He is no longer the unarmed and bullied child. He holds a dragon tooth knife in his hand and is fearless.

But at the same time, he is also different from ten years ago. He is no longer alone, unencumbered, and walks alone. He has brothers, friends, and apprentices.

He also has a caretaker.

"I'm just reluctant, I want to see him again."

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