Watching Lin Feng's figure blend into the deepening dusk, Jiang Fa gently exhaled a breath and turned around to return to the house.
The night is already dark.
He stood by the bed for a long time before slowly sitting down.
"The Blood Wolf Gang..."
He placed the Ghost Head Sword across his knees and gently stroked the blade with his fingers, but his eyes were colder than the blade.
He knew that he must become stronger as soon as possible.
So strong that those people no longer dare to have the slightest evil thought towards him and his family.
He closed his eyes, crossed his legs and fell into meditation.
The panel quietly emerged in my mind,
[Talent: Heaven Rewards Diligence, Learning Inevitably Bears Fruit]
[Realm: Middle An Jin]
[Exercise method: Mountain-Breaking Stance (Mid Yellow Grade)·Third level (718/1000)]
[Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art(Heaven Rank, Upper Grade)·Second level (405/3000)]
[Defense Vajra Kung Fu (Low Grade Xuan Level)·Third Level: Fu Fu Refining (582/2000)]
[Guiyuan Condensation Technique (Middle Grade Xuan Level)·Second Level: Hidden Form (251/1200)]
[Martial Arts: Mountain-Breaking Fist(Mid Yellow Grade)·Perfection(91/1500)]
[Cloak Saber(Mid Yellow Grade)·Major Accomplishment(902/1000)]
[Wind-Chasing Steps(Yellow Rank Upper Grade)·Major Accomplishment(4/1200)]
Feeling the information on the panel, my strength improved again.
"Wind-Chasing Steps has now successfully broken through to Major Accomplishment. I am afraid that my current body skills are not much weaker than that of the man in gray. If he is not dead yet, I can definitely control him easily."
Jiang Fa secretly thought in his heart.
At this time, there is the third room in the west courtyard of the outer courtyard.
Tang Jin'er sat on the edge of the bed, lit by a dim soybean oil lamp, and slowly unwrapped the fine cloth strips in her hands.
The strips of cloth were loosened one by one, revealing the red, swollen and broken finger joints underneath. Fine blisters had appeared in several places, glowing with crystal water under the lamp.
She bit one end of a strip of cloth and neatly rewrapped her right hand with her left hand. Her movements were much more proficient than when she first entered the museum.
There is a copper basin next to the bed. The water in the basin has already cooled down. It is the potion she uses to soak her hands after standing up every day.
She kept one portion of the medicated bath prescriptions sent by the Tang family to herself and gave the other portion to Jiang Fa.
Thinking of Jiang Fa, Tang Jin'er's hand movements paused slightly.
"Senior Brother Jiang..."
She recited the name silently in her mind, and as if she was burned by her own thoughts, she hurriedly lowered her head, took the medicated oil and applied it to her wrists.
She has been in the martial arts gym for almost a month.
This month has been the hardest time she has lived in seventeen years.
I have to get up before dawn and join the disciples from the outer courtyard on the martial arts field, walking and standing. It takes half an hour to start, and my back is so painful that I can't even eat.
During the day, I have to practice boxing with my senior brother, repeating a movement hundreds of times until I can't lift my two arms.
When I returned home at night, my whole body hurt so much that I couldn't sleep.
Where has she ever suffered like this since she was a child?
When she was at Tang's house, she didn't even wash the dishes herself, let alone walk in the mud under the sun.
But she still gritted her teeth and held on.
Because she will never forget that day.
I can't forget what Ding Kui and his gang looked like when they were in the Tang Mansion, I can't forget the tragic scene where the nursing staff fell, and I can't forget how the man with whom I had devoted my heart and soul to stay together tore apart her clothes bit by bit, and how he tore apart her heart bit by bit.
At that moment, she felt that all her self-righteous stubbornness and bravery in her life had become a joke.
She once thought that Meng Chang really loved her, that she could risk everything for the sake of love, that her father's obstruction was stubbornness, that the whole world's fault was all the fault of others.
But when the knife was placed on his neck, she saw clearly that all the affectionate vows of the man who kept saying that he would die for her were just casual and perfunctory empty words, an illusion that deceived her into sinking.
The one who really saved her was Jiang Fa, whom she didn't even bother to look at that day.
Afterwards he put his robe over her body.
his movements,
It is a kind of kindness without any distracting thoughts.
At that moment, Tang Jin'er felt how ridiculous her previous thoughts were.
So she came to the martial arts gym.
She went on a hunger strike to force her father to nod.
She got up, took the copper basin to the door and emptied it, then came back with another basin of water and washed her face.
Water drops hung on her eyelashes, and she looked at herself in the bronze mirror for a while.
The person in the mirror has delicate features and a complexion that is better than snow. Although he has lost a lot of weight, he still looks very good-looking.
It's not like she has never been praised by men.
On the contrary, she has known that she is good-looking since she was a child.
She has long been accustomed to the possessive eyes of those men.
Until she met Jiang Fa.
When he looked at her, it was like looking at an ordinary person.
No, there is even a little resistance.
She admitted that she was grateful to him at first.
But gratitude is like a jar of wine buried in the soil. The longer it is buried, the stronger the flavor becomes.
She wanted to bring him food, wanted to ask him if he was tired, and wanted to tell him that the medicated bath powder would be more effective if he soaked it for a while longer.
But she didn't dare.
The senior brother named Xu Feng was a nice person and would help her pass messages every time, but he was always cold.
At first she thought he hated her.
Later, she gradually understood that he didn't hate her, he really didn't care.
In his world, it seems that there is only practice, cultivation, and becoming stronger, and everything else comes last.
"That's fine."
She smiled at herself in the bronze mirror and said, "This is how I deserve you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to be shocked by herself. She suddenly covered her mouth and her eyes widened.
"Bah, bah, bah, Tang Jin'er, what are you talking about?"
She hurriedly stood up and walked around the room twice. She felt that her face was very hot, so she splashed it several times with cold water.
It wasn't until her heartbeat gradually calmed down that she sat back on the edge of the bed, hugged her knees and huddled up, burying her face in her arms.
Candlelight flickers.
Her eyes gradually became firmer.
Tang Jin'er woke up before dawn.
To be precise, I woke up with pain.
She turned sideways and slowly sat up with her elbows on the bed board. She grimaced in pain and tears welled up in her eyes.
After more than a month, she had already become accustomed to this kind of pain.
In the first few days after arriving, she hid under the quilt and cried secretly every night, not daring to make a sound.
During the daytime practice, my legs were shaking so much that I couldn't stand still, and I was often teased by my brothers and sisters.
But she didn't leave.
She gritted her teeth and endured the most painful days.
Now she can stand continuously for most of the day, and her punches are somewhat good.
She moved her shoulders, fetched cold water to wash her face, and neatly tied her hair into a ponytail in front of the bronze mirror.
The person in the mirror has cold eyebrows and a sharp jawline. Although his eyes are tired, there is a tenacity that refuses to admit defeat.
"Let's continue to work hard today."
She whispered to herself in the mirror.