Leave People in Tears

Blunt but not tired of the blind man's attack Thunderbolt warning: the writing is mediocre! It's even slower and not entirely physically consistent with martial arts. The writing on the car is not good. — — — — — — — — — — — The main core of the world view: Qi is the origin of all things. People rely on the Qi in their bodies to maintain the functioning of their functions, and at the same time, they can also rely on Qi to enhance their physical strength. — — — — — — — — — — — Character story: Qi Heng's world was darkened after the fire seventeen years ago. She remembered the smell of that night. The smell of burnt pine oil torches, the rusty smell of blood, and the sticky cold sweat on the mother's palms that tightly covered her mouth. And that last voice: "Cut the grass and root out the roots." She didn't see his face. But from then on, her world turned dark. The doctor said it was acute fire attacking the heart and blood stasis blocking the collaterals. But Master said, you are not blind, you dare not see. From then on, she could only rely on Qi to see everything. The master is a weird old blind man who picked her up in a mass grave and taught her the sword for ten years. He taught her the ability to kill, and it was her own business whether or not to use it and how to use it. "It's a bad thing and a good thing that you're blind." The master said, "Those who can see judge their opponents by their eyes. If you can't see, you can only rely on Qi. Everyone has Qi, and with the murderous intention, Qi will be chaotic. If you can sense that chaos, the sword will arrive first." She has been practicing for ten years. He has developed the ability to kill people, and he has also developed the ability to kill people. But she thinks differently than others. The master said that she had hatred in her heart and kept her alive for ten years. It's true. It's a pity that she didn't turn into a knife that can cut anyone on sight. She's just... Not very good at dealing with people, and won't say anything when she doesn't know what to say. But that doesn't mean she bothers others. During those years in Yingchoujian, there were occasional herb collectors on the mountain who got lost and walked to where they lived, but the master ignored them. She showed them the way and sometimes gave them a bowl of water to drink. Master asked: "Aren't you annoyed?" She shook her head: "I just took the wrong path. This happens to everyone." The master didn't ask any more questions. Later, she went down the mountain and walked all the way to Lingzhou. The people and things she met on the way were the same. The waiter in the inn had dirty hands and feet, and tea spilled all over her. She stood up and wiped it herself, saying "it's okay." A child playing on the roadside bumped into her, so she stopped and waited. The child was scared and ran away, but she did not chase him. The doctor Qiao Yuchu who was rescued by her later observed her for a long time and came to the conclusion that this person was not cold, but dull. Be blunt about other people's malice, and be blunt about other people's good intentions. She doesn't get angry when people scold her; she doesn't feel it when people treat her well. It's like there's something separated by a layer, nothing can go in and nothing can come out. But he never pushed away those who approached her intentionally or unintentionally. One time she coughed badly at night, Qi Heng woke up at some point, silently handed over the water glass, and gathered the quilt around her body. "You don't bother me?" Qiao Yuchu asked as he took the water. Qiheng thought for a while: "You didn't mean it." Qiao Yuchu held the water bag and tightened his fingertips slightly. "Then how do you know I'm not faking it?" Qi Heng was silent for a moment. "You shrink a bit when you're pretending. You don't pretend." Qiao Yuchu was stunned. Those coughs at night, the silence when she couldn't walk, the breathing on her shoulder - she thought she was acting, that she was using this sick body to keep her. It turns out she knew everything. Know which ones are real and which ones are fake. "Then... Why don't you expose me?" Qi Heng did not answer immediately. After a long time, until Qiao Yuchu thought she wouldn't speak, she spoke. "When you're pretending, lean closer." She thought for a while and then added, "When you're not pretending, lean closer. It seems like you really can't hold it anymore." "When I really can't hold it anymore..." Qiheng's voice was still flat, "I want to continue." The moonlight leaked in through the broken window and fell on the ground, shining white. Qiao Yuchu said nothing. She lowered her head and took a sip of water. The water is warm. She didn't know when this person went to burn. "Qiheng." "Yeah." "You are nice to me because when I come close to you, your Qi can be reduced a little?" Qiheng thought for a while. "The beginning is." "What happened next?" Qi Heng did not answer. Qiao Yuchu waited for a long time, thinking that she would not answer. "Later," Qi Heng's voice sounded, very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything, "When you cough, I will wake up. When you can't walk, I will stop and wait. You are gone..." "I will listen." "Listen to what?" "Listen to see if you're around." Qiao Yuchu looked at her blankly. The face was hidden in the night, and the expression could not be seen clearly. She suddenly felt a little hot in her eyes. "Qiheng." "Huh?" "You are my medicine." Purpose: loyalty and loyalty