Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 230 Body Memory

Zhao Wumian picked up the unconscious gentleman and threw him to the ground with a 'bang' sound. Mr. Du was so frightened that his body trembled subconsciously, but the flattering smile on his face did not change at all, and he waited quietly for Zhao Wumian to make a request.

Zhao Wumian pulled at the raincoat that was almost thrown out because of the fast speed, and said in a cold tone,
"I came here to pay my respects to the Third Master, but I heard something I shouldn't have heard. According to the rules of the underworld, I have lost my moral integrity. But if my fists are bigger, moral integrity won't matter, right?"

The character of Master Du San is insignificant, but the people behind him who intend to kill Zhao Wumian, as well as Dao Kui, are very important. Therefore, bringing him back to the Detective Department will only alert the enemy. It is more convenient to follow the original plan and do things as an ordinary martial artist.

Hearing this, Master Du wanted to curse in his heart, you TM come to visit my dock and beat my people! ? He even felt a little bit of grievance in his heart. Just now he was so ambitious that he was ready to assassinate Wei Minghou, but now he was knocked down by a random gangster.

The gap was so huge that it brought him back to reality.

But he looked at the unconscious gentleman and the injured Zhuo Qihang from the corner of his eyes. No matter how unhappy he was in his heart, he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction at this moment. He still smiled and said flatteringly:
"What's moral or not? The biggest fist is the greatest justice in the martial arts world! Although this temple is small and can't accommodate a master like you, it is still a temple of some age. If you want any golden Buddha statue, you can take it. I just ask you not to report this to the court."

"I know about Third Master's business. If someone places an order and pays you money, you can contact Jianghu Ke to do the work. Even if this matter is really investigated, at most you can only be considered as a second person responsible."

Of course, Mr. Du San also thought so in his heart, and he also understood the implication of Zhao Wumian's words...which was that it would be best to hand over Dong Yan and the other two.

But Master Du himself didn't know where the two were, so he had no place to surrender to the court even if he wanted to... Of course, as long as Zhao Wumian didn't report the matter to the court, he wouldn't be in a situation where he needed to "surrender".

"The two people behind are Dong Yan... Young man, you may not know that Dong Yan was just a petty thief organization before, and it was not worthy of attention. But since the emperor ascended the throne, there have been rumors in the world that Dong Yan is a follower of the former prince.

They wanted to assassinate Wei Ming Hou just for their own personal revenge. I am afraid it will be difficult to find out what you want. Even I don't know their exact location."

Mr. Du Sanye answered every question without hiding anything.

If Mr. Du San wanted to lie and insisted on concealing the truth for Dong Yan, Zhao Wumian would not be able to get any information from him with his current identity, and he had no motivation to continue investigating the matter.

"Dong Yan and Wei Ming Hou are involved in a matter that is too big for me to intervene casually," Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, paused, and then said with a hint of smile, "But I want to keep Third Master's secret for the rest of my life."

Mr. Du's smiling face froze completely.

These words were obviously meant to push him into a desperate situation, leaving him with only three options.

Or let Zhao Wumian manipulate you.

Either surrender to the court and cooperate in catching Dong Yan... For the sake of his own second half of life, he would naturally tell everything he knew and try his best to cooperate, and he would not be afraid that he would pretend to obey but actually disobey. This would be safer than directly taking him to the Detective Department.

Otherwise, he would ask Daokui for help.

Zhao Wumian would be happy to see either of the following two paths come to fruition.

Luo Xiangzhu stood behind Zhao Wumian and looked at him. She couldn't quite understand the purpose of Zhao Wumian's words, but she was obedient and didn't say anything, letting Zhao Wumian decide everything.

"What exactly do you want, young man?" Mr. Du could hardly keep his smile steady.

"We're new here, would you like to give me some money to spend?"

Mr. Du San got up silently, went back to the house and got a small wooden box filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

Zhao Wumian took out a jade bracelet that was extremely expensive, threw it lightly in his hand, and asked: "Third Master, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being able to do it and not having a strong warrior around you."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian looked at Zhuo Qihang again and pondered for a while, "That guy's boxing style doesn't look like the Central Plains style. Which major sect did he learn from?"

Sir, he knows about the assassin from Wuchang City, but he knows nothing about that man... It would be better to find out more about Mr. Du Sanye's connections, in case he has any tricks up his sleeve.

Zhuo Qihang's injuries were not as severe as the gentleman's, and he was still conscious. Now that he heard this, it would be inappropriate for him to pretend to be dead. He had to use his hands to dig out the rubble and break free. He coughed a few times, his face ashen, and whispered, "It's not a big sect, just an ordinary tribe in Miaojiang."

"Miaojiang?" Zhao Wumian was a little surprised. Miaojiang was too far away from the Central Plains. He had hardly met people from Miaojiang before. So he asked, "Jiuli Gu, do you know about it?"

Zhao Wumian's innate all-poison body still lacks the Jiuli Gu, Tian Xuanchen and Long Liaoxue, he will never forget them, and he has heard Zi Yi mention that the Jiuli Gu is in Miaojiang.

In fact, Zi Yi is now heading southwest, passing through Qin and Shu, preparing to go straight to Miaojiang to find Jiuli Gu, but Tian Xuanchen's whereabouts are currently unknown.

Zhuo Qihang frowned. The Jiuli Gu, which could be used as the material for the innate all-poison body, could not be an ordinary thing. As a poison of the same rank as the Hanyu Gu, most people in the martial arts world had never even heard of it, let alone known its whereabouts.

Zhuo Qihang actually didn't know what this thing was. He recalled a little and said, "I haven't heard of Jiuli Gu, but I do know about the Jiuli tribe... Judging from the name, there should be some connection?"

Jiuli tribe? Zhao Wumian knew that it was Chiyou's hometown, but there seemed to be no Chiyou in this world, which was obviously different from the Jiuli in his impression.

"This is the first time I've heard of the Jiuli tribe. To tell the truth, at least you won't end up like this guy." Zhao Wumian nodded to the gentleman.

This was not a very polite remark, but Zhuo Qihang was not as skilled as his opponent, so he did not have any emotional ups and downs. He just recalled a few things before whispering:
"It's normal that you don't know. The Jiuli tribe is an ancient tribe that worships Zhu Jiuyin, also known as Zhulong. In ancient times, a thousand years ago, the Jiuli was the common ruler of the world. Later, they gradually declined and retreated from the Central Plains to the Miao border. They lived in seclusion and did not care about worldly affairs."

"You know it very clearly?" Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No matter how much the Jiuli people try to avoid the world, they still need money to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. They will also go out and interact with others..." Zhuo Qihang paused for a moment, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and whispered:

"My Zhuo family has been running a martial arts school for generations, and we teach this Silver Sunshine Scorpion Fist, which is a boxing style passed down from our ancestors. Later, I learned that Zhuo's ancestors worked for Jiuli for generations. This is the boxing style of the Jiuli tribe, but it is only incomplete. The real Silver Sunshine Scorpion Fist is probably the most high-end Xingyi boxing style in the martial arts world."

"What does this have to do with Jiuli Gu?" Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment, and then guessed: "This Silver Sunshine Scorpion... could it be a kind of insect used to refine Jiuli Gu?"

"Maybe. The Silver-Glory Scorpion is indeed a rare Gu insect in the Jiuli tribe. If there really is a Jiuli Gu, it is probably related to it."

"Why don't you concentrate on serving Jiuli and come to the capital?"

Zhuo Qihang pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Seeing that Zhao Wumian, the evil star, was interested in Jiuli, Master Du immediately looked at Zhuo Qihang as if he had been pardoned, and urged him, "Tell me everything you know, don't keep the young man waiting for too long."

"The method of Gu poison, the Jiuli master." Zhuo Qihang opened his mouth, his voice a little dry,
"The art of Gu is a strange one. There is a method in Jiuli where people are trained to be Gu. If one's physique is suitable, they should take various poison pills from childhood to carefully regulate their bodies until they are eighteen, when they are put into the cauldron to become Gu... As far as I can remember, my father would feed my sister poison pills every month. It was not until my sister turned eighteen and was sent to the Jiuli tribe that I learned..."

Luo Xiangzhu's face turned pale and she couldn't help but cover her lips, her eyes filled with extreme surprise.

Zhao Wumian's eyebrows were also tightly knitted, but seeing Zhuo Qihang's expressionless face, he continued:
"To transform oneself into a Gu is a supreme and extremely sacred thing within the Jiuli tribe. Because of my sister, our Zhuo family went to the Jiuli tribe and became 'natives'."

"You couldn't stand it and ran away?" Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes and looked at him.

"I escaped after I killed my father." Zhuo Qihang said calmly.

Killing his father with his own hands, the details must be more than this simple, but Zhuo Qihang and Zhao Wumian are not friends, so there is no need to say too much.

Mr. Du nodded repeatedly and smiled flatteringly:

"Lao Zhuo is also from Jiuli. If you want to go to Jiuli to find out what's going on, you definitely need Lao Zhuo's help. You don't know that I supported him when he came to the capital. He has the status he has today. If I ask him, he will definitely help you."

With this past, who would be willing to go back to Jiuli, that sad place? Luo Xiangzhu stood behind Zhao Wumian, naively thinking that this man called Du Sanye must not consider the man in front of him as a friend.

Zhao Wumian glanced at Mr. Du San, took the wooden box containing gold, silver and jewelry, and without saying anything more, he lifted the gentleman's collar, turned around and left.
"I will come to visit you again in the future. I hope that Master San will not think of escaping from the capital... Otherwise, a wanted order for Master San will appear in the martial arts world tomorrow. After all, conspiring with others to assassinate Marquis Wei Ming is a very serious matter..."

Master Du San clasped his hands together, watching Zhao Wumian carrying the master out of the yard with a fake smile, and then his face darkened, "Where the hell did this guy come from? He blackmailed me, doesn't he know that I'm the uncle of the former knife leader?"

Zhuo Qihang coughed a few more times and sighed softly, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it. Since you have waded into this muddy water, you should have known that this day would come."

Master Du San stood up, patted the hem of his robe, and paced back and forth, "Am I really going to let this kid eat me for the rest of my life?"

"He seems to be only after money..."

"Today I want money, but tomorrow I don't know what I want." Mr. Du went straight into the house.

"This kid is good at martial arts, but I don't believe he can be better than Wu Kui? Even if my nephew doesn't have the Wu Kui plaque, he is still a real Wu Kui level master. Why can't he suppress this idiot? When my nephew arrives, I will capture this kid and make him kneel in front of me and call me daddy."

Zhuo Qihang frowned, "Dong Yan is plotting to assassinate Wei Ming Hou, and Wei Ming Hou has a grudge against Yang She Cong Yun, so if he really comes to the capital, I'm afraid it will only make the situation in the capital more chaotic."

"No matter how chaotic it is, it's better than having someone ride on my head and piss on me. Besides, my nephew is only here to kill this kid, not to kill Wei Ming Hou in the capital." The voice of Master Du San came from inside the house.

"Even if it's Zhao Wumian, he has to abide by the law under the emperor's feet, right? My nephew didn't come here to kill him, and he wouldn't bring the other two martial arts masters to kill him."

Zhuo Qihang pondered for a while and sighed again. There would be a banquet for all nations in the capital, Dong Yan wanted to kill Zhao Wumian, and Master Du San wanted to call Dao Kui over... It was chaos, too chaos, and Zhuo Qihang had no idea what would happen in the future.

But what does all this have to do with him, an ordinary martial arts gym owner?

Outside the courtyard.

Luo Xiangzhu followed Zhao Wumian, looking back at the villa from time to time, wondering if it was not appropriate to leave like that. As a result, as soon as he turned a street, he ran into Ji Jianming and a team of people patrolling the street.

Ji Jianming saw Zhao Wumian and immediately stepped forward, bowing slightly, "My Lord."

Zhao Wumian pointed to the courtyard and said, "Take the team and ask questions. Tell them that they heard the sound of fighting. Don't let him doubt my identity. You know how to do it. After asking, remember to send someone to secretly monitor. Whether it's delivering a letter or someone coming in or out, everyone's identity must be verified. Report any doubts immediately."

Ji Jianming nodded slightly, took the unconscious gentleman from Zhao Wumian, had him taken to the Detective Department and locked him up, then called out to the brothers behind him and led the team away.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand to take off his bamboo hat, loosened his raincoat, and smiled at Luo Xiangzhu, "All official business has been handled. We can just wait and see what happens next. Let's go back to the Sword Sect branch. It's almost time now."

Luo Xiangzhu glanced back at the detective's back, then held the edge of his hat with both hands and propped it up slightly, looking at Zhao Wumian a few more times.

No wonder you are so famous in the world, and no wonder the girl can become the emperor.

"Do you admire me very much?" Zhao Wumian asked her with a proud tone.

With Luo Xiangzhu's personality, she could say these words to comfort someone, but at ordinary times, with her reservedness, she would not express things like "admiration, love" so directly.

So she looked around and pointed at a stall selling candy figures.

"Want to eat?"

Luo Xiangzhu nodded.

Zhao Wumian went over and held out three fingers, "Three strings of sugar figures."

"Okay, sir, what shape do you want? With our skills, we can draw not only ordinary flowers and plants, cats and dogs, but even the little girl next to you with sugar." The stall owner is an old man, and he said confidently.

Zhao Wumian looked at Luo Xiangzhu.

Luo Xiangzhu shook her head slightly, not caring about the shape. She reached into her arms, took out a green purse embroidered with bamboo leaves, carefully counted out three cents from it, and handed it to Zhao Wumian.

Meaning, I'll treat you to a meal. Zhao Wumian was surprised that someone of Luo Xiangzhu's status would spend a few coins, but he found it a bit cute in contrast.

Zhao Wumian gave the money first.

The old man said, "A string of candy figures costs two cents."

Luo Xiangzhu opened her pink lips slightly and pulled Zhao Wumian's sleeve in disbelief. She pointed at Yan Yun and then stretched out a jade finger.

In Yanyun, a candy man only costs one cent.

"The capital is the same in all eras." Zhao Wumian stretched out his hand towards her.

Luo Xiangzhu blinked, then silently took out a small purse from her arms, carefully counted out three cents and placed them on Zhao Wumian's palm.

Zhao Wumian smiled and handed it to the old man, "Two strings of bamboo style, one round string."

The round one was handed to Luo Xiangzhu. She tilted her head, wondering why Zhao Wumian wanted a round one.

Zhao Wumian took out the jade bracelet from the small wooden box, compared it with the sugar man, and handed it to Luo Xiangzhu, "Tonight's spoils, I give it to you."

Luo Xiangzhu was stunned for a moment, but her face was full of inexplicable disbelief. Then she took a few steps back in her embroidered shoes, holding the sugar man in one hand and the hem of her skirt in the other, and actually turned around and ran towards the Sword Sect branch.

Zhao Wumian was stunned. "Why are you running?"

The sugar man grandfather glanced at Zhao Wumian and asked in confusion, "Giving a bracelet to a girl is a way of expressing admiration, don't you know that, sir?"

Zhao Wumian really didn’t know...but even if he was expressing his admiration, he didn’t have to run away, right?

The night falls, the moonlight shines softly, the wintersweets in the yard sway gently in the wind, and large yellow plum leaves fall, splashing across the yard like butter.

Luo Xiangzhu suspected that Zhao Wumian wanted to eat bamboo, so he even made his candy man look like bamboo, and ran to complain to his master.

Mu Lier sat cross-legged under the wintersweet tree, looking at the plum leaves swaying in the wind like the tide, and smiled as she watched Luo Xiangzhu express her shyness and helplessness with her blushing face.

Zhao Wumian walked into the yard, handed Mu Lier a string of candy figures, and then looked at Luo Xiangzhu's shy face.

"Even if I really want to eat it, you don't have to be so scared, right? Am I some kind of lecher who is tempted by beauty?"

Luo Xiangzhu pointed to the Shen Mansion, then to the Su Mansion, and finally to the Palace.

Zhao Wumian had nothing to say. If Luo Xiangzhu knew that he not only had feelings for Shen Xiangge, Miss Su, and Luo Chaoyan, but also had feelings for the nun in Xiao Xitian and the current imperial teacher, Luo Xiangzhu probably wouldn't dare to go out alone with him.

He looked at Mu Lier and said, "I didn't know there was another meaning behind giving the bracelet as a present. Master, you have to trust me."

Mu Lier took a bite of the candy man, glanced at Zhao Wumian, and asked curiously: "You should tell Xiang Zhu about this kind of thing, why are you explaining it to me instead...Are you afraid that I will misunderstand?"

"...Since both of you are here, who can you tell it to?"

Mu Lier chuckled and shook her head, just thinking it was a fight between them.

Zhao Wumian asked, "Does the jade pendant have any suppressive effect on the cold poison?"

Mu Lier raised her eyes and glanced at the sky. "It's not time yet, but it will be soon."

Having said that, Mu Lier stood up and went back to the house, and the wintersweet leaves that were stuck to her skirt fell down, scattered all over the place.

Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu followed him into the room. Mu Lier sat down on the soft couch, holding the Chiyang Tianyu in her hand and closing her eyes to regulate her breathing.

After a moment, her eyebrows suddenly frowned, and Zhao Wumian knew that the cold poison had taken effect.

There was nothing unusual about Chiyang Tianyu's appearance, but Mu Lier's brows were tightly furrowed and she said nothing, obviously trying to suppress the cold poison in her body.

Zhao Wumian touched Mu Lier's wrist with his fingertips and found it extremely cold, a sign of the poison taking effect. Now that they were closer, he could feel a warmth from the Chiyang Tianyu.

"Is it useful?" Zhao Wumian asked in a low voice.

"It can barely relieve the pain a little bit..." After just one sentence, Mu Lier took several breaths.

Her face was pale, and sweat appeared on her forehead within the time it took her to say a word... Normally, Mu Lier's lips would have turned purple by this time, but now she was just sweating. It seemed that this Fiery Sun Jade was not completely useless, but it was obviously not very useful.

This poison specially made by the Tang family is indeed quite overbearing. I wonder if the Tang family is related to Jiuli...

Luo Xiangzhu was very familiar with this symptom. He quickly laid Mu Lier flat on the couch and took off her boots.

A hint of white was revealed under the boots... Hey, Master has already put on those white silks?
Zhao Wumian glanced and was slightly stunned.

Under the white stockings, one can see the shiny white skin of her calves, and her little feet are cute and well-proportioned, with beautiful curves. Mu Lier behaves like an elder, but her feet are so small that Zhao Wumian feels like he can hold them with one hand.

Logically speaking, with Mu Lier's temperament and age, she should wear black stockings like a mature older sister. But now that she is wearing white stockings, Zhao Wumian instinctively feels a little excited.

It's nothing more than prohibition and contrast.

However, he subconsciously glanced at her and then looked away. Zhao Wumian had never thought of taking advantage of his master while she was unconscious.

Luo Xiangzhu untied Mu Lier's belt and then glanced at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian turned around silently.

Luo Xiangzhu then turned and pulled open Mu Lier's coat, revealing her collarbone, shoulders, and white bellyband, then took off her skirt, revealing her white pantyhose.

Be it Mu Lier or the Queen Mother, they actually just thought of these things as thin pants that they usually wear, so naturally they were wearing nothing under the white tights. Under the white silk, there was another light deep color.

Luo Xiangzhu carefully covered Mu Lier with a quilt, and Mu Lier raised her hands to hug her. This was purely a subconscious action for warmth after the cold poison had completely taken effect... This is how she has been spending the past few days.

Luo Xiangzhu didn't care about it, but she had a weak constitution, so she sneezed after holding him for a while, and then looked at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian climbed onto the bed tacitly and lay on his side behind Mu Lier, with his palms resting on Mu Lier's snow-white shoulders.

Luo Xiangzhu broke free from Mu Lier's arms and then sneezed again.

"Go and have a rest. Your master has been poisoned. I don't want you to get seriously ill again..." Mu Lier closed her eyes and took a few breaths after each word she spoke.

Luo Xiangzhu nodded slightly, gave Zhao Wumian a look that said 'leave it to you', then carefully climbed down from the bed and went to the next room.

This was not the first time she had done this, and she believed that Zhao Wumian would definitely not do anything to her master.

Zhao Wumian was indeed not the kind of person who would take advantage of someone's misfortune just because of a beautiful woman. He closed his eyes for a moment, and his palms became slightly moist.

"Why are you sweating so much tonight? Is it because of the Chiyang Tianyu?" Zhao Wumian frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

Mu Lier opened her pink lips slightly and breathed quickly subconsciously. She couldn't help but feel that she was sweating a lot. She was so embarrassed, would it damage the dignity of her master?
But the cold poison took effect, and she was too weak to think about it. She just kept a little consciousness and nodded lightly.

"I guess so... Blazing Sun Jade comes from the Blazing Sun Mine in the Western Regions. There must be a sea of ​​fire near the mine. Blazing Sun Jade is made from the core of the Blazing Sun Mine. I heard that it is very beneficial for the practice of martial arts of the Western Region Saint Church, but I have never learned Western Region martial arts. This thing is just an external object to me, and its effectiveness is greatly reduced."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly. It was true that the Fiery Sun Jade was a treasure, but the technique he used was not right for it. It would be a waste of resources to use it to suppress the cold poison.

The warmth flowed along Mu Li'er's skin and reached Zhao Wumian's palm. He suddenly opened his eyes and realized something was wrong.

It’s not that there’s something wrong with the Blazing Sun Jade, but that there’s something wrong with his inner energy… Zhao Wumian’s inner energy has always been vast and gentle, but now that it’s in contact with the Blazing Sun Jade, for some reason it’s actually a little restless.

Why the agitation?

"Master, can you lend me the Blazing Sun Jade?"

"This thing is quite warm. You and your master can hold it together..."

Mu Lier held the Chiyang Tianyu tightly, as close to her skin as possible, and then she was holding the jade pendant with her little fist placed in front of her chest.

Zhao Wumian did not suspect anything and stretched out his palm forward for the first time. Their hands were then clasped together, tightly against the Chiyang Tianyu.

Mu Lier's hands were very small, so Zhao Wumian was able to hold the jade belt together with her hands.

Zhao Wumian probed out his internal energy, but the internal energy in his body suddenly became uncontrollable and tried to rush out of his body like crazy, full of hostility.

hostility?

Zhao Wumian's pupils shrank slightly.

He might have forgotten his enemy because he had lost his memory, but his body's instinct had never forgotten what kind of internal energy and martial arts had caused him to be seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Western Region Holy Religion...

Mu Lier didn't know what Zhao Wumian was thinking. She opened her almond-shaped eyes a little and looked at Zhao Wumian's hand vaguely. The posture changed from 'sticking' to 'hugging'... It seemed to be warmer.

The cold poison took effect. Mu Lier felt extremely fragile both physically and mentally. She almost instinctively desired warmth, so she moved her perky buttocks back.

It would have been fine if he hadn't moved. Once he moved, it fit perfectly. Zhao Wumian immediately lost all thoughts in his mind. He quickly bent down and pretended nothing had happened.

But Mu Lier was not the ignorant girl like Luo Xiangzhu. She had also read the Jianghu picture book. She was stunned for a moment, then turned over and faced Zhao Wumian.

When the cold poison took effect, Mu Lier's mind was obviously not clear, or it could be said that she did not have the energy to maintain her usual dignity and rationality as a master.

That is, you say whatever you think of.

So she asked:

"You, you are interested in being my teacher?"

"Just like when you gave me the bracelet just now, you didn't explain it to Xiangzhu, but explained it to me instead... Are you afraid that I will misunderstand you? Do you think I am something to you?"

(End of this chapter)