After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 60 Before the dust (2)

The first thing they saw was a kid practicing knife.

At this time, Shen Zhishui was only seven or eight years old. He practiced his knife one by one in the heavy rain, and a little yellow mud was splashed on the hem of his white clothes, and he was embarrassed.

Madam Shen stood under the eaves, looking at him blankly.

There was a slight difference in the move, and a ruthless spirit whip would be swept over, Shen Zhishui’s body trembled slightly, and finally could not support fainting in the rain, still holding the wooden knife firmly in his hand.

Mrs. Shen’s gaze was slightly loosened, she picked him up and returned to the room, turned around and let the servant boil a bowl of **** soup, and personally fed it to the confused child.

Shen Zhishui was too tired to lift his eyelids, and said coquettishly: “Mother.”

Madam Shen touched his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: “Yeah.”

“Tomorrow, I don’t want to practice knife…”

Madam Shen’s face gently faded, and she walked out of the room with a cold face.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Mrs. Shen summoned Shen Zhishui to the court and asked him to take out the wooden knife.

Such is day after day.

Peiyu didn’t understand why Mrs. Shen was so harsh at first, but after watching it for a while, she gradually understood. The Shen family only knows the water, but the father of Shen passed away early, and the collaterals looked at the property of the Shen family. When Shen mother first married, she was also a weak and beautiful woman, but she was strong for her mother. After so many years of support, she had to become Now this cold and harsh look.

Huaibo sighed softly, “Poor.”

Peiyu held her hand quietly.

Shen Zhishui was practicing knives in a small courtyard, and he never saw anything outside. There was nothing else except knives and practice every day. Mrs. Shen was busy dealing with the affairs of the Shen family and often left in a hurry. At this time, he would be lazy for a while, looking up at the sky in all directions, or walking to the side of the wall, looking at the protruding Xinghua with a smile.

He seemed to love the rusty spring flower that stretched out very much. The vertical and horizontal blade wind messed up the entire small courtyard. Only the flower was intact, opening and withering silently.

When practicing swords in the rain one day, a large swath of blood suddenly appeared on the ground.

Shen Zhishui stroked his whole body blankly, without any scars, only to find that blood was pouring from between his legs.

Huaibo and Peiyu looked at each other, and they were all a little surprised. This kind of scene, it is clear that the moon is coming, and Shen Zhishui is actually a woman!

But she was kept in this small courtyard since she was a child, and probably even she herself did not understand the difference between men and women.

Shen Zhishui didn’t know what was going on, and continued to wave his knife. After a while, he squatted down with his stomach and stopped blankly in the rain. Her face was pale, her eyes were very ignorant, perhaps thinking that she was going to die, she struggled to get up and walked to Xinghua, raising her hand for the first time and touching it lightly.

The flower branches trembled, and a small snow-white flower fell tremblingly.

She took the flowers with both hands and held them carefully.

Madam Shen returned to the small courtyard and saw a spot of **** water. She immediately understood what was happening and cleaned up Shen Zhishui. For the first time, she walked out of the courtyard and entered the ancestral hall.

She told Shen Zhishui that she was a woman, but she was also the son of the Shen family.

Mrs. Shen took out the no-regret knife and mentioned the early death of her husband for the first time.

Sage elder Liu Yin has always loved knives. He heard that the Shen family in Heyang and Taichu Tian were famous for knives, so he posted an invitation to the two Patriarchs to come to the East China Sea to learn about knives.

At that time, Mrs. Shen was pregnant, and Shen’s father wanted to shirk, but Heyang Shen was a family, and in the eyes of Shengrenzhuang, it was not worth it. Father Shen was afraid of offending Sage Zhuang and was in a dilemma. Fortunately, Mrs. Shen was virtuous, ethical and husband. There was no need to worry about the affairs of the family, and you had no worries about the future.

Father Shen, madam, I’m just afraid of your hard work. When leaving, he left a sentence, “I will return before my son is born.”

This is also the last word he left to Mrs. Shen.

The three of them had been on the sea for several days, and they had a hearty fight and became friends with each other.

One hundred years ago, the Lord of the Four Seas was slaughtered by mysterious people, and the Shui people in the sea often fought for kingship.

One day at sea, the three of them had very bad luck, and they encountered an internal fight among the Shui clan and a melee of several armies. In the dark and dark, Sheng Xinzhi and Liu Yin escaped by chance, but Father Shen was buried in the belly of the fish.

“Mother, do you want me to seek revenge from the Shui Clan?”

Mrs. Shen shook her head and touched the top of her hair, “Shui Clan is tens of thousands, can you kill it all? My son, I have been feeding you the decoction for changing your voice over the years, letting you practice the method of changing your body shape. You must You must live as a man, be the head of the Shen family, and revitalize your father’s no-regret knife.”

Shen Zhishui held up both hands without regret, and nodded ignorantly.

“Don’t fall in love with men, and don’t fall in love with women.” There was pity in Mrs. Shen’s eyes. “Shen Jianiang has paved the way for you. If someone still disagrees with you, hit them to convince them. Know the water, you have to fight everything. First, be the strongest so that you will not be bullied by others.”

“My son…” Madam Shen looked at her tenderly and sadly, “If there is no Liu Yin, why do you have to work so hard?”

Shen Zhishui rubbed his mother’s hand, “I don’t have a hard time.”

Madam Shen smiled, her eyes gradually sharpened, “If you are promising in the future, you will avenge your father and kill Liu Yin.”

Shen Zhishui said in surprise: “Why? Father was not killed by Liu Yin.”

“If you don’t have him, if you don’t have him, you are forcing your husband to go to the East China Sea,” Madam Shen’s eyes were red, and she looked like a madman. “Why should your husband suffer this innocent disaster! For so many years, can he care about our orphans and widows? He died to save him, but he didn’t care about our mother and daughter, he was even more hateful than the group of aquatic people!”

“Yes,” Shen Zhishui looked at the unfamiliar name on the tablet, “When is the wrongdoing reported? If I kill Liu Yin, what about his wife, children and parents? Besides, he is not guilty of death.”

Mrs. Shen raised her hand and knocked Shen Zhishui to the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, “Women’s benevolence! How can I trust the Shen family to you like this!”

Swearing a lot, she let Shen Zhishui stay in the ancestral hall to reflect.

Shen Zhishui hugged himself without regret and curled himself up in the corner. She probably still felt the pain. She put her hand on her lower abdomen, and the cold sweat dripped from her snow-white face.

“Hmm…” A light moan came from the dark ancestral hall, and the voice was a little low.

For so many years, Mrs. Shen has been feeding her a decoction to change her voice and appearance. Now, it seems that, except for her face that is a little bit delicate as a young person, no one can tell that she is a young girl in her youth.

When Shen Zhishui first came to the moon, he didn’t get a bowl of rice or a mouthful of water, so he fainted in the corner for several times. No one came to see her, she was facing an unfamiliar tablet with a cold knife in her hand.

The scene on the first mirage bead is over.

Peiyu’s heart is a bit complicated. Shen Zhishui should use mirage beasts to seal her memories in mirage beads. Although this technique can be faked, she feels that the scene is true.

Huaibo frowned and took out the second mirage bead.

Shen Zhishui walked in the rain of blood.

The surrounding grass was declining and the sky was gloomy and gloomy, the white light flashed, the black blood rose high, and another monster fell down.

Peiyu knows this, the land of every devil. She immediately understood why Shen Zhishui appeared here-in her previous life, in order to pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship, she had also entered the land of every demonic alone.

“Tsk tusk,” Waiber rested his chin and said, “I’m really not afraid of death.”

Peiyu asked: “Do you know this place?”

Huaibo nodded, “Of course.” In order to increase strength and gain fame, many monks would go there to kill demons, and many people would be buried in it forever. Huaibo also went in alone back then, and she wanted to become stronger.

Shen Zhishui’s luck was not very good. After slaying a few powerful monsters one after another, he actually met a monster half a realm higher than her.

After a hard fight, almost exhausted, a young man suddenly rushed into the battle.

The two cooperated in a surprisingly tacit understanding, and the monster was chopped into several pieces between the blades and fell to the ground.

Shen Zhishui was holding the knife and gasping for breath, but the young man sat down on the ground in disregard of his image, laughing and cursing: “Damn, I thought I was going to die here!”

“Thank you fellow daoists for helping me,” Shen Zhishui took a rest for a while and saluted: “In Xia Heyang, Shen Zhishui, dare to ask your name?”

The boy waved his hand, “Don’t be so sly, my name is Xie Canglan, I am a casual repairer.”

Shen Zhishui was startled for a moment, his face was astonished, and after a moment, Shu Mei chuckles, “Look up for a long time.”

Shen Zhishui and Xie Canglan bowed to each other, and then traveled together to eliminate demons. After a few years, she won the champion of the sword test, and did not regret the name of the sword.

And Mrs. Shen has been overworked for several years and became sick as early as a few years ago.

Amidst the mirage, Shen Zhishui stood in front of the court, looking up at the white apricot blossoms.

Chaoyu rushed towards her, but suddenly became quiet and stopped a few feet away from her.

In the spring rain of apricot blossoms, the teenager stood under the blossoming tree, watching the blossoming tree, his body was slender and dust-free, his temples were wet by the drizzle, and his face was paler. She stood under the flower, like a young man walking out of a black and white ink painting, beautiful but beautiful, but it made people feel hollow.

Shen Zhishui seemed to feel something, and turned around to look, looking at Chaoyu through the clouds and smoke in the black and white mountains and rivers.

In the end, Chaoyu broke the silence.

She blinked with a smile, the ink painting suddenly turned into color, and the world seemed to become agile.

Zhao Yu reached out and ordered some apricot blossoms, and several white flowers were swirling and trembling down. “Unexpectedly, you have a day when Shen Zhishui also doesn’t practice knives.”

Shen Zhishui smiled shyly.

“Do you like apricot blossoms?”

Shen Zhishui nodded, then shook his head.

Chao Yu laughed, his eyes bent into a crescent moon, “Are you a wood? Do you like it or not?”

Shen Zhishui thought about it seriously, and then said, “The place where I used to practice knives was a small yard.” As she said, she gestured, “There is nothing, but there is a tree of apricot blossoms next door, and a flower reaches the wall. , Stretched over.”

Chao Yu smiled and said, “A red apricot comes out of the wall?”

Shen Zhishui smiled and shook his head, “It’s white, like snow. I was short when I was a child, and I tried to touch it on tiptoe, but I couldn’t reach it. When I got older, I could reach it again. I have a mood that resembles homesickness, and I am afraid that it will wither with the touch of my hand.”

Chao Yu couldn’t understand, “Have you never folded flowers before? Let alone touch them. When I was a child, I often folded flowers with my seniors and sisters and put them in every corner of the Qianhan Palace. The flowers I folded are the most beautiful, every time I arranged flowers in Master’s room.” She counted her fingers, “Peach, apricot, narcissus, forsythia and peony in spring, lotus, jasmine, mandala, violet in summer, chrysanthemum, osmanthus, rosemary, wood hibiscus in autumn, and winter plum and camellia in autumn. Poinsettia Antler Begonia.”

Shen Zhishui listened intently, with a slight smile on his face.

Chao Yu said: “Every time a flower withers, we will be very happy, because another flower will open soon. It is common sense that the flowers will bloom and the flowers will bloom. Why should we be afraid?”

Shen Zhishui whispered: “Because I don’t know there are so many beautiful flowers in the world.”

She thought the sky was four corners, and there was only a small courtyard in the world, and the apricot blossom that stretched out was the only spring she had seen in 16 years.

Chao Yu smiled and said: “No, you are the head of the Shen family, but next time I come back from the Qianhan Palace, I will bring you some flowers, what do you like?”

Shen Zhishui said: “I only like the one from my childhood… nothing, what can you do with me?”

Chao Yu suddenly remembered his original intention, and drew out Bai Yuxiao in his sleeve, “That’s right! I thought of how to crack your trick to sweep the battlefield! Let’s try it out?”

Shen Zhishui saluted, “Please.”

At this time, Shen Zhishui, Xie Canglan, and Chao Yu have become friends.

Xie Canglan still haunts Chaoyu from time to time, but she is not very tempted.

After Chao Yu returned to Qianhan Palace, Xie Canglan pulled Shen Zhishui to drink, drunkly and said: “A beautiful woman is like a flower across the clouds!”

Shen Zhishui remembered the box of flower seeds he had just received, and raised his lips slightly, smiling quietly.

When she returned to her residence, she sat in front of the water mirror, draped her hair loosely, and the blue silk was hanging on her thin shoulders. The people in the mirror looked like picturesque brows, but she did not have the tender air of her daughter. She took out the silver crane hairpin she bought in Taichu Tian, ​​and gestured one or two on her head, but people who only know how to practice swords, how do they know how to roll the hair bun and insert the pearl hairpin?

Shen Zhishui tried several attempts to no avail, put the hairpin away, bit his lip, his eyes were a little sad.

Someone knocked gently on the door.

Holding her Wufa behind her, she opened the door and saw the gentle woman standing outside, holding a bowl of hot soup in her hand, and said in surprise, “Senior Sister Liu?”

Liu Yiyi is Liu Yin’s daughter.

After Shen Zhishui became famous in the first battle, Liu Yin didn’t know whether he wanted to make up for the guilt of the past, or simply wanted to please the immortal rookie, and always let Liu Yiyi come to her. However, Liu Yiyi has his own heart, and it is impossible for Shen Zhishui to really marry a woman. After a long conversation one day, the two looked at each other with a smile, and agreed to only be sister and brother, not talking about Fengyue.

Liu Yiyi smiled and said, “Looking at you coming back from the restaurant, I cooked a bowl of sober soup for you.”

Shen Zhishui thanked him, and wanted to invite a woman to enter the door, but Liu Yiyi smiled and shook his head. It was too late, and there were differences between men and women. He stood at the door and talked with her.

Liu Yiyi asked when she would leave Taichutian and what plans the Tianhai Secret Realm was about to open. After talking for a long time, the sobering soup had cooled down, and then he brought the topic to Xie Canglan and asked Xie Canglan to try the sword contest and abstained, whether it was because he liked it. Going up to the rain.

Shen Zhishui didn’t understand the love between men and women, let alone the unspeakable thoughts of his daughter’s family, so he nodded and smiled: “Who wouldn’t like a girl like Chaoyu?”

Liu Yiyi reluctantly pulled his lips to agree, and left in a hurry without a few words.

Shen knew that the water was unknown, so he drank the hangover soup and put the empty bowl on the table. The candlelight flickered and her shadow swayed on the white wall.

She looked at the table with no regrets, and smiled lightly, “Mother, I have managed to move the world without regrets, and there are good friends, have you seen it?”

Why would such a person fall into the devil?

When Huaibo took out the third mirage orb, his eyes were a little unbearable. The third recorded mirage may be where the variables are.

She thought, should such a tragedy be shown to the young Peiyu?

Peiyu said softly: “Jiang Zhu?”

Huaibo nodded and poured aura into the Mirage Orb.