Chapter 136 Life or Death
What is the concept of "worth it"?
Fu Qingzhou had seriously thought about this issue in his previous life.
Is it worth it to go out of your way to a young person you have known for 20 or 30 years?
For a friend who I have known for two or three years and have a good relationship with?
What if it’s a person you just met and has similar interests?
Or a stranger?
Everyone has a scale in their mind. When faced with a dilemma, everyone will put things and their own wealth and life on both ends of the scale to evaluate which one is more important.
In some people's hearts, friends are more important than life; in some people's hearts, interests trump everything; in some people's hearts, there are things far more noble than interests and life.
But Fu Qingzhou did not have this title in his mind.
He has only one standard, and that is "what should you do."
In Stone Town, he believed that Zhou Lesheng should not have died unjustly, so he wanted to find the real murderer.
In Meifeng City, he believed that Ding Shuanghe's son should not die innocently, and Ding Shuanghe should pay the price for his actions, so he wanted to get involved with his own life.
Now in the ruined temple, he thinks that Yue Heng should not die here because of a ridiculous gamble, so he wants to keep Yue Heng.
How far should we go for these people?
Is it a piece of skin falling off? Lose a piece of meat? Break a bone? Or risk your life?
Fu Qingzhou is not good at science and arithmetic, and he cannot make formulas. He is too lazy to think about it.
Just do your best!
A heat wave exploded, and the temperature in the entire ruined temple rose sharply!
The rapier in Wu Yan's hand was barely able to reach Fu Qingzhou's eyebrows, but it was difficult for him to make any further progress!
This time, it wasn't some big bow that blocked the sword.
But Fu Qingzhou stretched out his right hand and held the sword tightly!
Blood dripped from his palms, but his expression was calm as usual, somewhat similar to Wu Yanjing.
There was a loud bang on the ground. It was Fu Qingzhou's right leg that popped out like lightning and kicked Wu Yan hard on the chest!
Wu Yan groaned, the rapier flew out of his hand, and his whole body was thrown back like a sack. He smashed the door of the ruined temple and rolled on the ground outside the temple for more than ten feet. A long bloody trail was dragged on the ground.
The next moment, Fu Qingzhou appeared in front of him like a ghost, kneeling on one knee and suppressing him.
The long bow was raised high, the dark tip of the bow condensed with murderous intent, and it suddenly stabbed down!
Wu Yan’s chest was slightly sunken and several ribs were broken, but there was still no wave in his eyes.
Faced with this fatal blow, he just stretched out his hands and grabbed Fu Qingzhou's wrist - the tip of the bow fell. This huge force was beyond what Wu Yan could resist, but he still deflected it after all. Bow tip drop position.
With a puff, the bow tip that was supposed to pierce the heart deflected and pierced the shoulder.
But at the same time, Wu Yan opened his mouth, and a stream of black smoke suddenly came out of his mouth!
Fu Qingzhou held his breath immediately, but the black smoke covered his face and immediately made his face burn. His eyes felt as if chili oil had been dripped into them, and they were so painful. Almost died.
Qi Ranjue's powerful flow quickly relieved the severe pain on his face and eyes, but in the blink of an eye, Wu Yan bent over and pushed Fu Qingzhou to his knees, forcibly knocking Fu Qingzhou over.
"Umbra, Vigilium, Renaschirumen."
Fu Qingzhou quickly recited the antidote spell he learned from the smoker.
The damage caused by the poisonous smoke receded like a tide, and Qi Ranjue quickly repaired his injured eyes. In just two breaths, he was able to open his eyes.
Although the eyeliner is still a little blurry, I can see.
After opening his eyes, Wu Yan was no longer on the ground. There was only the big bow that he pulled out and threw on the ground.
Fu Qingzhou was startled and turned around to look - he saw Wu Yan rushing towards the ruined temple!
He was so seriously injured that his speed slowed down a bit, but the two of them were not far from the ruined temple, and now he had arrived at the door of the ruined temple.
The thin sword was thrown inside the temple gate, and Yue Heng was still sleeping soundly...Wu Yan knew that he would not be able to please him for the time being, so he wanted to kill someone first!
Fu Qingzhou snorted coldly, hooked the big bow into his hand with his toes, drew the arrow to draw the string, and the water flowed. With the sound of the string, the iron arrow shot through the air.
There was a buzzing sound, but Wu Yan heard the sound of the wind behind him, stepped on the hilt of the sword, and the rapier bounced up, accurately blocking the iron arrow, and hit it hard. Go up.
The arrows and the rapier flew away at the same time, but Wu Yan continued to run towards the temple. He flicked his hands on his lower back, and there were two more forearm-long daggers in his hands!
But at the same time, Fu Qingzhou’s second and third arrows also arrived.
With two puffs, the blood mist bloomed, and the iron arrow passed through Wu Yan's body and was nailed to the table under the statue.
Crack.
Wu Yan finally couldn't walk anymore. He stopped and looked down at the two blood holes on his chest. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. At the same time, he bent his knees and half-knelt on the ground.
Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath, but his whole body was shaking.
This was the first time that he actively invoked Qi Ran Jue... but at this time he couldn't control it!
Once Qi Ranjue, who had been suppressed for more than two years, opened the gates to release the flood, it would wash away every inch of his meridians like the Yangtze River. He could feel his mood changing and his murderous intention gathering. If it continued like this...
But just when he was about to use Yi Ran Jue to suppress it, he saw Wu Yan standing up again in the ruined temple!
“Is this person the reincarnation of a cockroach?”
Fu Qingzhou was stunned. He subconsciously took a step forward and raised the big bow, but the hand pulling the string stopped in mid-air.
"No... I can't run Qi Ran Jue anymore..." He gritted his teeth and murmured: "My... mood... is wrong..."
Now, he began to pity Wu Yan.
He felt very pitiful that Wu Yan still had to complete the task even though he was seriously injured.
What should I do if I am pitiful?
If you die, you will be free.
Although he also wanted to kill Wu Yan, this emotion meant that Qi Ranjue was beginning to gain the upper hand in his mind!
If you pity Wu Yan now, will you pity Yue Heng later?
He is a poor scholar who is hunted down for the woman he likes. He is on the line between life and death. Even if he goes to Beijing, he may not be able to pass the exam. If he fails to pass the exam, he will not be able to take the exam again for three years. He can only return to his hometown in despair...
Even if he can marry Lin Chuchu by then, how can the prefect give him a good look? Should he be a door-to-door son-in-law and let others bully him, or should he continue to be a poor man with his wife?
It’s better to die.
Once they are all dead, they will be clean and relaxed, and all problems will be solved.
Fu Qingzhou tried his best to suppress all the bursting thoughts in his mind, desperately running the Yiran Jue and suppressing the Qiran Jue. The hand pulling the string also stopped in place and was still unable to fire the arrow.
On the other side, Wu Yan struggled to stand up in the ruined temple.
He looked at Yue Heng who was four or five steps away, dragging his half-broken body and approaching little by little.
“Wu Yan!”
Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Stop!"
He tried hard to suppress his trembling voice: "For the sake of you saving me back then, I can spare your life today! Now immediately Leave, I won’t kill you!”
Wu Yan slowly turned around and cast his eyes as cold as dead water.
He saw the fully drawn bow and the iron arrow pointed at him.
The sharp killing intent on the tip of the arrow still hurt his face even from a distance of more than ten feet.
"Ahem..."
Wu Yan spit out a mouthful of blood and said slowly in a voice like a broken bellows: "This...is unreasonable..."
Fu Qingzhou sneered fiercely: "It seems that you are really not afraid of death."
He exerted his strength and managed to pull the bow string further. The soft sound when the string was tightened faintly increased the chilling atmosphere.
At this point, Wu Yan’s eyes finally changed slightly.
"If you fight hard at this time, the mission will fail."
He frowned and said: "I will come back tomorrow...the probability of success of the mission will be greater."
"Really?" Fu Qingzhou kept sneering. : "I think you won't dare to come tomorrow."
Wu Yan didn't say anything, but relaxed his shoulders slightly.
That's all, he really stopped moving forward. Instead, he put the two daggers back into his waist, turned back and walked towards the outside of the ruined temple.
Fu Qingzhou didn't dare to loosen the string and kept pointing at him.
Wu Yan was seriously injured and walked slowly. He bent down and picked up the rapier on the ground, used the sword as a crutch, supported himself on the ground, and walked slowly away like an old man.
Fu Qingzhou's vision gradually blurred. Yiran Jue and Qi Ran Jue were churning crazily in his body. The cold and heat waves were fighting each other. Finally, the growing Yi Ran Jue gained the upper hand and gradually suppressed Qi Ran Jue.
But the feeling of two breaths colliding in his body still made his blood boil, and his mouth and throat were filled with blood.
But he didn't dare to spit it out, he just still raised his bow and pointed at Wu Yan's back.
It wasn't until Wu Yan completely disappeared into the night that Fu Qingzhou finally relaxed and collapsed.
But fortunately, he did not fall on the cold and wet ground. Yue Heng dragged his injured leg and staggered over at some point, and supported him.
“Brother Fu!”
Yue Heng’s eyes widened: “Are you okay!”
Fu Qingzhou glanced at him with blood dripping from his mouth and nose: "You, you didn't sleep..."
"You guys are fighting like that next to me. I was so scared that I woke up!" Yue Heng's voice was trembling: "But Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng dare not open his eyes..."
Fu Qingzhou laughed and finally supported himself. Unable to hold on, he tilted his head and passed out.
Thanks to book friend Happy Feng Nan 66 for the tip!
(End of this chapter)