Chapter 85: Mongolian Officials Die
Chang'an City.
The courtyard where Feng Yi lives.
Feng Yi, Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo appeared in several elegant houses.
After returning to the city, Hong Lingbo boiled some hot water and asked Li Mochou and Feng Yi to take a bath and change clothes.
Feng Yi soaked in the bathtub and took a closer look at his leg injury. The broken bone had already scabbed over and the bone injury had healed about 60 to 70 percent.
When Feng Yi fell from a height of thousands of feet that day, the impact force was so great that it was far beyond people's imagination. When he was about to land, he could not reach the ground. With the help of the wind, he temporarily turned his body and used up all his internal strength to touch the ground with one leg to reduce the force of falling.
It wasn't that he didn't want to use his legs, but he had already tried his best and his posture no longer allowed it.
If not, he would have fallen directly to the ground and turned into a pulp. Even so, the force of the fall was beyond description. Otherwise, with his internal strength, how could he have broken his bones as soon as he touched the ground? But if he didn't break his bones, it would be very serious. It was a serious open fracture, with even the bone stump sticking out of the flesh. It was completely different from the closed fracture that most people only knew about.
If Feng Yi's Shenzhao Gong was not so miraculous, how could he have walked and run around with such an injury in just a few days?
Feng Yi touched his wound and thought, "It seems that I underestimated the magical effect of Shenzhao Gong. In less than a month, my leg will be as good as new. During this time, I will get the secret recipe of poison, prepare the poison needles and poison, and kill them all. Hehe, let them drink a pot of wine and see if they are willing to start a large-scale war."
“Boom, boom!”
Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door. Feng Yi didn't need to look. Just by listening to the breathing, he knew it was Li Mochou and asked, "What's the matter?"
Feng Yi got out of the wooden barrel and changed into clean clothes.
Li Mochou said: "I have something to ask you."
"What?"
With a creaky sound, Li Mochou pushed the door open, unable to wait any longer. Suddenly, she saw him putting on his trousers. His face turned red and he was about to leave.
Feng Yi was also embarrassed. How could this woman be so tough? He even stopped putting on his pants.
Li Mochou's eyes fell on Feng Yi's right leg, which had not yet put on his pants. He was slightly startled, then stepped forward, lowered his head to look at his wound, and asked casually, "Why is it so badly injured?"
Feng Yi shrugged his shoulders slightly and said, "It's hard to put it into words!"
As he spoke, he slowly put on that trouser leg.
Li Mochou asked, "Are you Huang Lao Xie's new disciple?"
Feng Yi glanced at her and said with a wry smile: "You don't think that just because my name contains the character 'Feng' and I have a broken leg, you think so, do you?"
Li Mochou snorted, "Your skills have already reached the pinnacle. There are people in the martial arts world who can rival you, but no one can surpass you. I really can't understand how else could your leg be injured like this, except that you were willing to do it."
She guessed that with Feng Yi's martial arts skills, it would be impossible for him to accidentally fall off the cliff, so the most likely scenario was that he was interrupted by his master. In today's martial arts world, there is no other possibility except for a loner like Huang Yaoshi.
Feng Yi knew what she was thinking, and said with a playful smile: "Miss Li, you care about me so much, are you in love with me?"
He found that he liked teasing Li Mochou more and more. It was a different kind of stimulation. With others, he was afraid of getting into emotional trouble, but with her, he had no burden. After all, she was already trapped in love.
Li Mochou was suddenly stunned and said unhappily, "Don't make fun of me. I just want to say that with your martial arts skills, can't you just take revenge in the martial arts world? Why do you have to provoke the Mongols?"
She thought about it all the way but still didn't understand Feng Yi's thoughts.
Feng Yi looked serious and said solemnly: "I've long been tired of the days of fighting and killing in the martial arts world and stirring up hatred everywhere.
Besides, there is no such thing as true revenge in the martial arts world. The reason you think this way now is because you have no worries in your heart. If Lu Zhanyuan were still alive, would you dare to be so reckless and kill innocent people? "
These words made Li Mochou's heart ache. All the longing and grievances she had felt over the years, as well as the sadness and anger she felt after seeing Lu Zhanyuan's wedding, suddenly turned into a stream of resentment and she blurted out, "Before I met him, I was also a good girl, not the Red Snake Fairy!"
After saying that, she turned and walked away. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and looked back. Feng Yi was looking at her steadily, with surprise, pity, and mockery in his eyes.
Li Mochou was startled and thought, "Oh no, could this kid be my doom as well?" A cunning look flashed across her charming face as she asked, "Feng Yi, do you still keep your word that day?"
Her tone was harsh, but full of tenderness, and she was truly charming beyond compare.
Feng Yi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Li Mochou to be like this. He was stunned for a moment and asked after a while: "What did you say?"
In an instant, Li Mochou's face turned gloomy again, and he said word by word: "You said that I should go with you to kill the Mongols, and you will bear all my blood debt?"
"Did I say that?" Feng Yi was stunned.
He didn't seem to have said this, but seeing Li Mochou's confident look, his heart was confused. He really couldn't remember what he said and how he gave her this illusion.
Li Mochou narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "I'm kidding you. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there have been Khitan, Xixia and Jin. Now that Mongolia is so powerful, Xixia no longer exists, and even the Jin that destroyed Khitan has been destroyed.
The Song court is seeking peace every day. What's the point of you doing it alone? I don't want to do such a thankless and stupid thing with you!"
Feng Yi shook his head and said: "Although everyone has their own aspirations and cannot be forced. But now many people have not yet experienced the cruelty of the Mongols. They are not like the Khitan, Xixia, or even the Jin Dynasty. They want to conquer the world.
They turned the Central Plains into their pasture, the women of the Central Plains into their tools for sexual gratification, and the men into their slaves.
As you said, if everyone has the same idea as you when foreign races invade, is there still hope for this country and nation? The big country is gone, and the small family is safe. Whether you want to live a leisurely life or take revenge, it is not something you can control! "
Li Mochou was stunned and sighed: "Perhaps you and Wang Chongyang have the same views!"
At this point, he said, "Let's go, it's time to eat!"
Feng Yi nodded, stood up, and walked forward step by step with the help of a cane. After taking two steps, he suddenly felt something warm under his elbow. Li Mochou reached out to support him, and a faint fragrance wafted from his mouth.
Although Feng Yi said no, he did not break free, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and said faintly: "Miss Li, I am a little weird sometimes, and I like to joke with you.
But I solemnly tell you now, please don’t kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future.”
This was the first time Feng Yi had called her like this since they had known each other. Li Mochou was filled with mixed emotions. She glanced at Feng Yi and suddenly felt regretful. However, the woman's pride still made her raise her neck and ask, "Are you begging me?"
Feng Yi sighed and said, "Just think of it as me begging you!"
Li Mochou looked at Feng Yi with a bright smile on her face. Her heart was pounding. After a moment of silence, she said, "What did my junior sister say to you last night?"
Feng Yi thought it was hard to say that, so he shook his head and said, "I promised Xiao Long Nu not to tell her."
Li Mochou looked annoyed, snorted coldly, and said, "Did my master tell her to clean up the mess? She was afraid that I would learn Wang Chongyang's martial arts and she would not be able to control me. What promise did you make to make her agree to find a secret passage to bring us out?"
"This..." Feng Yi really admired the woman's cleverness, and said with a wry smile: "It's not entirely true. But your master did leave a last word before her death. She hopes that you can mend your ways and stop doing evil things. Your junior sister and you have a fellow disciple relationship, but she can't persuade you with her gentleness.
If you resort to violence, and you have learned the martial arts engraved on Chongyang's remains, alas, she won't be able to control you.
You know, I am afraid of death. In order to survive, I promised her that if you do evil, I will..."
Li Mochou saw that he was about to say something but hesitated, and couldn't help but get angry and anxious, and shouted: "What do you want?"
Feng Yi said: "I will kill you!"
Then he sighed again: "But I am very shameless. I saved you even though I knew you were guilty of a serious crime.
He said that it was for the secret of the Five Poisons, but I found out in the past two days that it’s not entirely true.
Miss Li, a woman as beautiful as you, all the good words I have read in my lifetime to describe a beautiful woman, such as "graceful and graceful, eyebrows like green feathers, charming smile, beautiful eyes", etc., are all appropriate for you. If that day really comes, you will make me very embarrassed!"
"Difficult?" Li Mochou said with a smile, "Are you afraid you can't do it?"
Feng Yi hummed.
He felt that the actors in previous TV dramas had portrayed Li Mochou's cruelty, but no one could match her beauty.
After all, this is a woman who can meet face to face with a beauty like Huang Rong, a woman who can admire beauty from the bottom of her heart.
How difficult this is!
What's more, Yang Guo, who faces such a peerless beauty like Xiaolongnu every day, can even say that she is as beautiful as a fairy, which shows how beautiful she is.
As for Li Mochou, she was already in her thirties at this time, but she had profound internal strength, her skin was white and tender, and there was not a single wrinkle on her face. She still looked like she was in her twenties.
Especially since she had always been proud of her beauty, she was even happier when Feng Yi praised her like this. Her heart softened immediately and she nodded and said, "Okay, from now on, as long as you don't provoke me, I will never kill anyone!"
Feng Yi knew that she was a vicious person, but she always kept her word and was better than a man. He nodded and said, "That's good." Then he walked out of the house.
Li Mochou watched him limping away for a long time, then burst out laughing.
This smile was like the melting of ice and snow and the blooming of spring flowers, so beautiful that it was beyond description, but no one saw it.
Hong Lingbo prepared the food and the three of them ate at the same table. Feng Yi saw that Li Mochou looked calm and Hong Lingbo was distracted and didn't say a word.
风逸想说几句俏皮话，活跃一下气氛，可见两人这样，觉得尴尬，也没味道，只是默默吃饭。
吃过饭后，风逸在屋子沉思良久，到李莫愁房外，从窗户看了一眼，见她正在伏案书写，又去了洪凌波房中。
推开房门，只见她只着一件薄薄绸衣，躺在床上，双眼微闭，感觉她眉间的郁闷之气，似又浓重了几分。
然而风逸瞥见她的那一双脚，那可真是雪白粉嫩，削若天成，内中细筋俱可看见，十根脚趾如笋尖挺秀。
习武之女子，别的不说，身材这一块，那是没得挑，修炼内功，内力有易筋伐髓功能，所以才能驻颜有术，延年益寿。
外功招式勤练之下，自然将身材锻炼的没有一丝赘肉。
若说前世在容貌上有与她们比肩的美女，可在身材上，那就无人能出其右。
风逸瞧的心下一喜，上前几步，坐在床边，抄起她的一只脚，不禁握在手里，一边抚摩把玩，一边说道：“凌波，重阳遗刻中的武功，融合了黄裳与王重阳两位大宗师的武学精华，博大精深，似繁实简，似简实繁，功力不到，也不会有多大威力，你不可急于求成，免得伤了身子。”
洪凌波被他握住了脚，心里还很是窃喜，却不知怎的，猛然把脚抽了回来，幽幽道：“像我这样笨的人，没有十年八载，肯定学不会的，对吗？”
她这样的态度，直让风逸老大没趣，沉默许久，方才叹道：“我知道，你心里怨恨我的。”
洪凌波接口道：“你说的再对也没有了。”
说着眉眼一红，侧过身子，肩头微耸，初时无声无息，很快嘤嘤抽泣起来。
风逸叹道：“你有什么好哭的？我落在了你手里，我才该大哭特哭！”
洪凌波蓦地转过身来，气呼呼地道：“我知道我在你眼里，不如这个，不如那个，你不要我了，就直说，少在这里拐弯抹角！”
风逸见她这副生气的样子，不觉莞尔，又重新将她的一双脚都拉了过来，抱在怀里把玩，柔声说道：“你可冤枉死我了，我怎么会不要你呢，我只是有些怕！”
洪凌波见他喜欢自己的脚，原本就满心欢喜，此时听他口气放软，也是柔声道：“你怕什么？”
风逸幽幽叹道：“我这人毛病不少，遇上漂亮姑娘，就喜欢多看几眼，还喜欢说俏皮话，我本意其实没什么，但在你们看来，或许这就是调戏，可我这毛病根深蒂固了，就说我能遇见你，也是因为看美女，被打发出山了。
但我也知道，三心二意是我的错，委屈你个姑娘家了。
还有我以后要做的事，我自己固然朝不保夕，也会给你带来数不尽的危险！”
风逸穿越之前，就是在看长腿妹子。
他也知道女人敏感多疑只是一方面，自己的想法，一旦实施，那面前的道路是曲折的，是布满棘荆的。
洪凌波突然直起身子，恨恨地在他脸上咬了一下，气道：“你小节不修，不敬长辈，就是爱讨口舌便宜，若哪一天犯下大错……”
言语间，眉眼泛红，嗓子已自哽咽了。
风逸皱眉望她，说道：“什么不敬长辈？”
洪凌波“哼”了一声道：“我也不是不通情理的人，以你的本事，成为天下闻名的大人物，岂不轻而易举？不知会有多少女孩子，会为你动心，我又岂能占的住？我就是想杀了她们，恐怕也不能够！”
风逸听了这话，哈哈大笑道：“不亏是李莫愁教出来的，可我有那么好？值得你跟人拼命？”
洪凌波眉间露出凄楚神色，依偎到风逸怀中，把脸埋在他脖子，颤声道：“你只消心中重我，爱我，和别人，也就罢了，可若和我师……，我可怎么活啊？”
风逸与她有了肌肤之亲，年轻人本就恋战，只是这几日都有旁人，与她少了亲近，把玩她的脚，就有些情动。
此时绵软如脂的身子拥入怀中，蓦感心头一荡，霎时间浑身滚烫，情动难禁，犹如黄河之水，一发而不可收拾。
当即解除她的一切武装，两人胡天胡地了一番，云收雨歇，洪凌波忽然咬住他耳朵，低声道：“你是不是对她有心思？”
风逸故作“哎呦”道：“谁啊？”
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“你知道我说的是谁！”
“你也真是，她都那把年纪了，吃她的醋，再说就凭你这凶劲，我哪有这胆子。”
洪凌波悻悻道：“她看起来跟我差不多大，长的也漂亮，我更不如她的那种风骚，哪个男人不喜欢？”
风逸微微一笑，道：“你想套我的话，不过这也是真的！”
洪凌波一愣，呸道：“你好不要脸！”
风逸幽幽一叹道：“怎么说呢，对于她，我的想法不是男女之间那种。
怎么形容呢，她这辈子遇到过大敌，欧阳锋你知道的，她曾经也遇到过黄药师，你知道吗？”
洪凌波嗯道：“我知道，她本来要杀我师妹和她表姐，可黄药师突然出现，救走了那女子。”
风逸笑道：“她是脸上贴金了。
黄药师刚开始是逗着她玩罢了。
动真格的，她早就被杀了。
而且黄药师明知她作恶多端，要杀她举手之劳，为什么会这样呢？”
洪凌波想了想，道：“我听说黄药师这人很气派，想是不愿与小辈一般见识吧？”
风逸微微一笑道：“黄药师固然是身份使然，但也不可否认，她的美貌会给人一种不忍破坏的感觉，用一个成语就是“焚琴煮鹤”。
试想，她若是个貌若无盐的丑女人，还作恶多端，你说黄药师会有心跟她逗着玩？”
洪凌波白他一眼说道：“听你这么说，人家黄药师一代宗师，也如此肤浅？”
“不能说肤浅吧。”风逸道：“可是黄老邪一辈子沽名钓誉，特立独行，我还听说他曾喜欢过自己的徒弟呢！”
“有这事？”洪凌波当即一惊，起身说道：“谁？是梅超风吗？”
风逸摸着她的胸前二两，将她重新拉回怀里道：“这也只是传言，所谓恁时相见早留心，何况到如今哪！”
洪凌波侧着半边娇靥，吃吃笑道：“你这话要让人知道了，黄药师估计得跟你拼命！”
风逸哈哈一笑：“只要你不跟我拼命就好，我谁都不怕！”
两人情话绵绵，将一切隔阂都打开了，风逸这才明白，洪凌波终究是怕李莫愁加入，也怕自己睡过，就不要她了。
好在这两点，风逸还没想过，所以两人又是抵死缠绵的一夜。
次日一早，洪凌波备好早饭，到李莫愁房外叫她吃饭，叫了两声，无人应答。
推门进去，只见房中空无一人，被子整齐的迭放在床上，却哪里有李莫愁的半分人影。
洪凌波叫道：“风哥，快来！”
风逸闪身进屋，心中咯噔一下。
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风逸此刻得到了想要的，也能想象到李莫愁昨夜秉烛夜书，凤目含春，如怨如诉，一时抿嘴轻笑，一时又黯然神伤的样子。
风逸沉思半晌，说道：“我还以为她不辞而别，骗了我呢！”
洪凌波微露凄凉之意，叹道：“她自负至极，从不食言而肥。既然答应了你，就不会骗你！她恨陆展元一家，可十年之期不到，硬忍着没有上门……”
风逸见她说着说着，眉眼渐红，不由怜意大生，将她揽入怀中，说道：“是啊。她虽然恶毒，讲信用这一节，胜过不少须眉，只是可惜了，败在了一个情字上。”
风逸相信这世间，一定有至死不渝的爱情。在这般浓烈的爱情面前，生死、富贵、名利，都可以抛下。
可抛下一切固然难，这份爱情能够保持多久，则更难！就像陆展元对待李莫愁，当初他肯定是真心的，否则李莫愁绝对不会有这么念念不忘，然而男人见利忘义、见异思迁、喜新厌旧的心，却是比持之以恒常见的多。
什么“海枯石烂，至死不渝”，“山无棱，天地合，才敢与君诀”，终究是很多人的美好愿望罢了！余下日子里，风逸每天都是在购置制作毒药的药材，以及找人打造银针。
Chang'an City has been a cultural, political and commercial center since ancient times. More than a dozen dynasties have established their capitals here. Although it is now occupied by Mongolia, it became the fief of Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Mongolia, and commerce is still prosperous here.
Because the shops were closed, the Mongolian soldiers also asked you to open the door and set up a stall to do business. The Mongolians and some Westerners were very happy and laughed, but the Han people were expressionless. Although the stalls were prosperous, the Mongolians just paid casually when buying things, and the Han people dared not say anything.
Many people who wanted to pack up their stalls and go back home were beaten up by the Mongolian soldiers and then forced to set up their stalls again.
Feng Yi didn't want to cause trouble at this time, so he had to secretly knock out a few vicious Mongolian soldiers with stones.
When the Mongols saw a soldier suddenly fainted on the ground, they thought they had offended the shaman god, Eternal Heaven, and they knelt on the ground to pray.
After Feng Yi unblocked the acupuncture points, this group of people became even more convinced and behaved much more restrained afterwards.
Based on this situation, it is not difficult to purchase the items Feng Yi wants to buy.
In his spare time, Feng Yi would teach Hong Lingbo martial arts, and of course, he also did not forget to develop and appreciate everything about her.
This was Feng Yi’s last moment of comfort.
Although Hong Lingbo cannot be said to be extremely talented, he can make up for his shortcomings with hard work. After following Li Mochou in the martial arts world, he is no longer a mediocre person.
Although the martial arts foundation is not weak, the Nine Yin Scriptures contains the essence of martial arts of almost any school in the world, so it has always been called the general outline of martial arts in the world.
That was truly mysterious. How could Hong Lingbo comprehend the infinite mysteries contained therein just by memorizing them by rote?
Even with Feng Yi's guidance, Hong Lingbo couldn't learn many advanced martial arts with his current level of cultivation.
This is because your internal strength and skills are not enough, so even if you are told the tricks, you still cannot use them, or when facing a master, your current martial arts are of no use.
Feng Yi told her that she only needed to practice the "Yi Jin Jiangu Chapter" to improve her internal strength. As for martial arts moves, he combined the blood knife technique with the ancient tomb school martial arts she had learned, and tailored eight moves for her to practice diligently.
The Blood Sword technique is famous for its strangeness, while the Tomb School's martial arts emphasizes swiftness. Each of Feng Yi's eight moves has nine variations, and the emphasis is on taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared. If she can make some progress in the art of strengthening muscles and bones, she will definitely be a rare rival in the martial arts world.
Although being a teacher is not easy, she is his woman, so Feng Yi has to be patient and teach her step by step, even though he will scold her when he gets annoyed.
But Hong Lingbo had already gotten used to her man's sometimes gentle and sometimes violent personality, so she just humbly accepted his teachings. Anyway, Feng Yi treated her better than Li Mochou.
Day after day, time passed, Feng Yi's leg was healed, but he had to make a large number of silver needles, poison needles and poisons, and teach Hong Lingbo. This also made Feng Yi immersed in the profound martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures.
During this time, he also went to Jingzhao Prefecture and sent a letter with a knife. On it were six words: "If you serve the Mongols, you will die!"
This time, three months passed.
That night, Feng Yi, dressed in black and equipped, walked out of the house. Hong Lingbo was also dressed in black, ready to go.
The two of them left the yard together.
The night was as dark as ink, and there were not many people on the street. Both of them used their lightness skills. Hong Lingbo seemed to be walking slowly and lightly, but he could jump a long distance with one step and take steps forward one by one. He seemed very leisurely and showed that he had great strength.
Feng Yi praised: "Lingbo, your internal strength has improved a lot in the past three months!"
When Hong Lingbo heard his praise, he felt indescribable warmth and sweetness in his heart.
The two crossed several streets and came to a large courtyard. The courtyard was very large, with tall buildings inside and high walls outside. It was very impressive. Outside the wall, there were rows of willow trees standing side by side. Under the strong wind, the willow branches all fluttered to the east. It was obvious that it was a family of officials! This was the spot Feng Yi had chosen long ago, the Jingzhao government office.
Feng Yi arrived behind the courtyard wall, looked around to see that there was no one around, and listened to no sound in the courtyard, then the two of them turned over and jumped into the courtyard.
There are a lot of guards inside, and there are groups of guards patrolling around.
The two walked silently on the roof, came to a roof in the backyard, stopped and observed the environment.
The yard was brightly lit, the lights were on in the west wing and the east wing as well.
Feng Yi couldn't help but ask: "Lingbo, which house do you think this official lives in?"
Hong Lingbo said, "Master Dong, that should be the house." As he spoke, he pointed to the house in front with lights on.
Feng Yi smiled and said, "How clever!"
Hong Lingbo looked up at the night sky, which had only a few stars. He couldn't help but say, "Brother Feng, you have such high martial arts skills, and if others knew about this, they would laugh at you for assassinating someone!"
Feng Yi said calmly: "I care about your opinion, or the opinion of the people I approve of. I don't care what other people think of me! Besides, the dispute between the two countries is not a fight, but a fight of all means."
"Yes." Hong Lingbo nodded slightly.
She knew that martial arts masters valued reputation the most. For example, when her master killed someone, he would leave a bloody palm print to show that he was coming to kill him, and he never wore night clothes.
In terms of martial arts, Feng Yi is much better than his master, who is a top-notch master. However, the result was just petty theft, which is something others would never do.
However, this was her first time following Feng Yi to do things, so she had to listen to him in everything.
Feng Yi said: "You wait here."
After he flew up, he was as nimble as a dragon. He used his hands and feet to gain leverage from the grass and branches in the yard, and his body shot out like a powerful arrow, rushing towards the east room at lightning speed.
(End of this chapter)