Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 346: No Rain, No Sunshine

Ta-da! Ta-da!

In the field of Loess flowers outside Tinglan Village, two white horses were running slowly one after the other on the country road. The flower buds that had not yet bloomed were hidden in the stems and leaves. It rained last night, and water droplets were hidden on the leaves. The summer wind swept through, making a rustling sound.

On the way, Xiao Lengyue briefly discussed the Liu family's affairs in Xiazhuangxi with the two of them.

"The spear you ordered from Lao Niu is exactly the same as Old Man Liu's iron spear. You can check it from them to make sure it is correct. Auntie will take care of this matter. You can have a good rest in the farm for a few days before going to Poyang Lake?"

Poyang Lake is actually quite far from Yingtian and Lin'an, about several hundred miles away on foot. Chen Qiyuan probably wouldn't be so excited as to run there on his own two legs, so there is no need to rush there.

Coincidentally, Chen Qiyuan's horse had its heart meridian shattered by Guan Yunshu in Shu, and everyone in the Jiangnan area knew about it. Otherwise, there would be no horse thief who would have thought of stealing Zhaoye Jade Lion.

I wonder if Chen Qiyuan has found a new horse during this period. If not a thousand-mile horse, at least a second-rate one, right? After all, he is still the leader of the spear, second only to Xiao Yuanmu in the Jiangnan area.

Zhao Wumian was thinking about something else, and said casually:
"Since I have learned the spearmanship from the Liu family, I will go to the west of the village more often to recall this spearmanship and ask about it. This way, I will have more experience in the battle with the spear master."

"Okay, but as for Poyang Lake, how about I accompany you there? If you are at a disadvantage, I will just cut his neck."

Xiao Lengyue used her bare hands as a knife to wipe her neck, and said calmly:

"His father was killed by Yuan Mu, and he still holds a grudge against you. As the saying goes, you don't have to worry about thieves stealing, but you have to worry about thieves thinking about it. If you keep him, you can't guarantee that he will harm you one day."

Xiao Lengyue has never used her real name in the martial arts world... She has her own identity, so even if she kills someone, no one would associate her with the Fairy Lengyue of Tinglan Manor.

"...No need to. I actually have a pretty good relationship with the Gun Master. I went there to defeat him."

Xiao Lengyue frowned slightly, took on her aunt's attitude, and warned:

"Don't make friends with people of questionable character in the underworld. Who is Chen Qiyuan? He was a prostitute, drank wine and slept in gambling houses. He has been a playboy since he was young. It was only after Yuan Mu killed his father that he turned over a new leaf. But as the saying goes, a dog will always eat shit..."

Zhao Wumian didn't expect that he would come to this world alone and hear words that only his mother would say to him. He smiled and said, "I have been wandering around for so long, but I haven't made any friends?"

"Your sister Jiu'er is in charge of all matters in the martial arts world. I only care about your affairs in the village..."

Xiao Lengyue recalled that it was impossible for Zhao Wumian to tell her every detail about the bad friends he met in the underworld, but it was also impossible for him to not mention anything.

She then said:
"But speaking of friends, I know one, Xu Ningchuan, a wanderer active in the East China Sea, a casual cultivator, and a wine lover. He had no money at the time, but he was greedy, so he came to the manor to steal wine and was caught by you on the spot. After a few visits, you two got to know each other."

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Wumian's eyes. Isn't this the person that Li Baifeng wants to encircle and suppress?

So, Xu Ningchuan actually knew him, and guessed that the now famous Wei Ming Hou was him, so after Li Baifeng killed someone to provoke him, he picked up the sword to help him hunt him down.

Hiss, there really is no such thing as coincidence in this world. Most of the things that happen by chance are just what fate has given us.

"What does my aunt know about him?"

"What do you know?" Xiao Lengyue sneered, "He is exactly the same as Chen Qiyuan, neither good nor bad, with similar tastes. He goes wherever there is fun, has no money, and just wants to steal half a day of leisure. He lives one day at a time. If you ask me, he must have secretly taken you to a brothel and drank wine behind my back..."

Xiao Lengyue kept on mumbling, and it seemed that in her words, no man in this world was a good guy and none of them was worthy of being friends with Zhao Wumian.

"Can you contact him?"

"Auntie hoped that he would not look for you again. How could she know where he was? Besides, he was the kind of playboy who would get drunk in a brothel tonight and lie naked on the street tomorrow morning. He came and went without a trace and his whereabouts were unpredictable..."

Xiao Yuanmu sat on the horse, raised her little hand and casually caught a leaf blown by the wind. Her little face was as quiet as that of a talented woman, and she said nothing.

It seemed that Gao Leng was not interested in the conversation between the two, but in fact, Xiao Lengyue came too quickly just now. She didn't have time to rinse her mouth, and her lips were full of the taste of Zhao Wumian...

After returning to the village, the three of them had lunch. Xiao Lengyue started to manage the winery business, while Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu came to Liu's house in the west of the village.

"drink----"

Before entering the door, Zhao Wumian heard a delicate cry coming from the yard, followed by a loud bang.

call------

A strong wind swept through the courtyard. Zhao Wumian stood outside the courtyard and looked up to see the white locust flowers suddenly being blown away, rushing over the courtyard wall, and then floating down.

Tilting her head through the open door, she could see a little girl standing under a locust tree, her hands tightly gripping a nine-foot bamboo pole and pressing it to the ground. The locust flowers on the surrounding ground had already fallen out, forming a circle of open space a meter long.

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously, thinking that this energy was not the explosive power that a little girl of that age should have... It seemed that this was one of the beauties of the spearmanship.

This gun seemed to have consumed all the little girl's strength. Her face was flushed, sweat was pouring down, and she was gasping for breath.

Seeing Zhao Wumian standing outside the door, the flying locust flowers looked like raindrops falling.

Her eyes lit up slightly and she stood on tiptoe and waved at him.

"Young Master, why are you here?"

Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu walked into the courtyard and said, "There is a sequence in learning, and there is specialization in skills. The so-called master is the master... I learned the gun from your Liu family before, but now I have forgotten it. I want to pick it up and learn it again."

"Oh... there is a sequence to asking, leaves, what leaves..." the little girl muttered, almost confused by what Zhao Wumian said, but she understood it since it was about learning martial arts.

She patted her ordinary chest and raised her head and said:
"Grandpa is gone, and dad doesn't know martial arts. Now I'm the only one who can teach you, young master! Don't worry, I've had a photographic memory since I was a child. Even if young master praised me for my talent, I've memorized all the moves, qi power, tricks, killer moves, and internal energy circulation."

"So powerful?" Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously. He did not underestimate the little girl because of her young age... In fact, it didn't matter even if she didn't teach well and she couldn't remember the moves clearly.

With Zhao Wumian's current eyesight, he could restore the martial arts exactly as they were after just a rough look, let alone improve them.

"Hehe." The little girl did not answer, and performed a few more moves with the bamboo pole. She was very powerful, but due to her muscles, her power was mediocre. However, with the eyesight of Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu, these moves were enough to be called exquisite.

Zhao Wumian looked at Xiao Yuanmu, "Can you tell what kind of martial arts this is?"

Xiao Yuanmu's talent and experience are beyond reproach. He took a few glances and said:

"There are many schools of spearmanship, which were once divided into the southern and northern schools. Later, Chen Qiyuan single-handedly defeated the northern school with the southern spearmanship, and then took advantage of the strengths of the southern school to create the Tianluo spear, which became famous in the martial arts world. From then on, there were only two major types of spearmanship in the martial arts world: the Tianluo spear and the non-Tianluo spear. As for this nameless spearmanship..."

She pondered for a few seconds and said, "The East Sea spear technique may seem grand and open, but it actually has mysteries and infinite variations. It is also the Southern style spear technique, but I have never seen it before..."

"You haven't seen it?" Zhao Wumian was really surprised. With Xiao Yuanmu's experience, there was no such thing as being so arrogant that he had only seen first-rate martial arts.

From the most advanced martial arts such as The Difficult Road to Shu, Wushan Sword, and Five Qi Classic to the more common martial arts such as Taizu Long Fist and Liuhe Spear, there was nothing that Xiao Yuanmu could not recognize.

If this spear skill was too rubbish and no one would use it, that would be fine, but the exquisiteness of this spear skill, although not on par with the Tianluo Spear, is at least second only to the level of the Tianluo Spear.

All I can say is that Old Man Liu is indeed low-key. He has such exquisite marksmanship, but he never shows off.

This must be a martial arts master who has truly retired to the mountains.

The little girl is a practical person who only knows how to practice martial arts. She doesn't know anything else and has no idea about the difference between the southern and northern schools. She looks at the little girl who seems to be the same age as herself next to the young master, with amazement in her eyes.

She is so beautiful and has a good temperament, just like an adult.

"I have never seen it, nor have I heard of it. I can only say that this shooting technique has been hidden by Old Man Liu for decades, and I am afraid that only his family knows it in the world."

Xiao Yuanmu hugged his chest and nodded slightly to Zhao Wumian, "Stop talking nonsense and practice."

The little girl looked at Xiao Yuanmu again. The tone of her voice when talking to the young master not only made her sound like an adult, but also like a female knight. She was decisive, neat, straightforward and handsome... She seemed only slightly inferior to the young master.

There are wooden spears for martial arts in the yard, but the little girl is too young to hold the spear tightly, so a thin bamboo pole is used instead.

But Zhao Wumian had the iron spear left by Old Man Liu. He took it from the horse's belly, stood in front of the little girl, saluted her with the spear, and said jokingly:
"The master is the wise one... Master, will you continue to practice with the spear?"

The little girl's face turned red when Zhao Wumian said that, but when she mentioned the shooting skills, she became excited and hummed:

"I have been learning this spear technique for more than a year. With Young Master's talent, it will probably take him half a month to learn it! Young Master, do you want to stay in the manor for a few more days? When you go back later, remember to tell Fairy Leng Yue that it was thanks to me that you were able to stay in the manor."

"Okay, okay, thanks to you..." Zhao Wumian found it funny. It seemed that everyone in the village respected his aunt very much.

"I don't know what this gun technique is called. Grandpa never told me. But he once said that all the moves of this gun technique are feints, just to prepare for the final killing move..."

As she spoke, the little girl took a deep breath, raised her hand and made a gun flower. Although her figure was petite, her aura changed completely, becoming more domineering and aggressive... This is the aura that every gunman has.

Bang bang bang——————

She stepped slightly differently, and wielded the bamboo pole as if it were her arm, poking, smashing and stabbing. Every time she swung it, it was like a long whip filled with power, making a slight muffled sound in the air.

"Young Master, please take a look!"

She suddenly let out a delicate cry, and her body was slightly bent like a dormant tiger. She held two bamboo poles and rotated them horizontally behind her. Then her body suddenly jumped up like a hunting tiger, and she took several steps forward, twisting her waist and abdomen violently, bending the bamboo poles to the extreme, and using the force to sweep across.

The bamboo pole swept across the air, and the petals in the sky were swept up by the strong wind, and then the bamboo pole was carried along with it, like a red tassel on the tip of a spear.

boom----

The bamboo pole fell on the big locust tree behind her. The branches trembled violently, countless locust flowers fell, and the bamboo pole broke and flew away in an instant.

Zhao Wumian's eyebrows were frivolous, and this move seemed to completely disregard his own safety and balance. He just wanted to use all his strength, try his best, and smash the gun forward without hesitation.

It's more like a broadsword than a gun.

He weighed the iron spear in his hand and found that it was indeed much heavier than the Wuhen Sword and the Bi Bo Spear, weighing about fifty or sixty kilograms.

With Zhao Wumian's strength, even without any moves, just using this gun to smash someone hard could probably turn them into a bloody mist...

The little girl panted heavily, rubbed her hands which were red from the recoil, and looked at Zhao Wumian triumphantly.
"The young master named this move Sadao Liuxing. Although the young master has learned it before, I think I need to watch it a few more times and try it a few more times before I can master the trick... But, but I can't do it anymore. I need to take a break..."

Zhao Wumian gently tossed the old gun up, then raised his hand and grasped the center of the gun shaft, "No need, once is enough."

"what?"

……

The warm afternoon sun hung behind the clouds, the branches of the locust trees swayed in the wind, and the snow-white locust flowers looked like falling snow, flowing and hanging under the pale golden light.

There was only the little girl in the yard. Old Liu and his wife were taking care of the Roselle in the field, but the distance was not far, just less than half a mile outside the yard.

After all, their family had only been in Tinglan Manor for a short time and originally lived outside the manor.

Old Liu was bending over to pull out weeds while his wife was muttering to herself beside him.

"It seems that the young master is here to look for the baby again. Hey, do you think he wants the baby to be a child bride?"

"How old is the kid? What are you thinking about?" Old Liu wiped the sweat from his head and said casually.

"Hey, there are so many families in the village, and there are many girls of the same age as the child. Why doesn't the young master go to another family?" Old Liu said nothing and simply answered with silence.

His wife was also bending over to pull weeds, mumbling something to herself.

"It's good to be a child bride. Although the young master is busy and likes to travel around the world, Fairy Lengyue is a very good person. Our child is marrying up..."

Old Liu took a sip from the water bag at his waist, looked at the sun, and then said, "You think too far ahead."

"This is about the child's lifelong affairs, so why not think about it more? The young master is good in every way, his appearance and family background are impeccable, but I heard that he was injured and his brain is not remembering anything...

Hey, what's the point of going to the martial arts world? How good is it to live in peace? If anything happens to the young master, Fairy Leng Yue will probably hang herself... You should eat as much as you can. You got such a serious injury, isn't it because your martial arts skills are a little lacking?"

"Young Master said he was one of the top ten in the martial arts world, why would he lie to us..."

"The wandering Taoist priest at the entrance of the village said that he was an immortal. If he was really one of the top ten in the martial arts world, how could he be beaten so badly that he forgot everything? I'm not saying that the young master is a bad person, but he should also understand how difficult it is to be a mother. He should consider Fairy Lengyue in everything and it's right to take care of his own body..."

bang————

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion in the Liu family's courtyard. The two men were so frightened that they looked towards their own house, thinking that someone had lit gunpowder in their yard.

However, the big locust tree, which was who knows how many years old, suddenly trembled violently for no apparent reason. Its branches, like white umbrellas, cracked into pieces. In the blink of an eye, the big locust tree became completely bare, with only one of its thickest branches standing there in a daze.

The slightly thinner branches and white locust flowers were driven by the strong wind, shooting out of the yard like a waterfall, or like a white dragon rushing straight into the sky from the yard. After rushing out for who knows how many feet, they all turned into powder in the air and fell with the wind. In the sunlight, the sky seemed to be flashing with tiny lights.

Old Liu and his wife stood there in a daze, with looks of horror on their faces. After a long while, they suddenly realized that the child was still in the yard, so they quickly put down the basket and rushed into the yard.

As I got closer, I heard the big locust tree in the yard seem to react a little slowly. It broke with a crackling sound and fell towards the house. Then I heard another muffled sound.

The big locust tree broke into pieces and exploded suddenly, but it didn't destroy the house...

When he arrived at the door, he saw Zhao Wumian raising his hand and making a gun flower, looking at the little girl with stars in her eyes, "Young Master, are you handsome..."

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing the couple rushing over, Zhao Wumian realized that he seemed to have almost demolished Old Liu's house. He could not help but bow, looking a little embarrassed.

"Well... I tried my trick in the air and didn't touch the tree at all, but the power of this meteor was a little unexpected... Don't worry, I'll compensate, I'll compensate..."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian made a 'lack of money' gesture to Xiao Yuanmu beside him, "I didn't bring any money when I came out, give me some..."

Xiao Yuanmu sighed lightly.

The sun sets in the west, the sky is full of rosy clouds, and the whole world seems to be covered in the red color of the sunset.

The laborers hired by Zhao Wumian were cleaning up the mess in the yard.

The power of the meteor was so great that not only the trees, but also the water tank, benches and even the doghouse in the yard were turned into pieces.

It will take a long time to clean up.

The little girl's name is Liu Wanqiu. The name has no meaning, it's just because she was born in late autumn.

Old Liu didn't want compensation, but Zhao Wumian insisted on giving it. Old Liu had no choice but to take out his treasured watermelons from the cellar to entertain them.

The three of them sat by the stream, took off their shoes and socks, put their feet in the stream, and ate the cut watermelon with both hands.

The stream water in early summer is cool and it is very comfortable to put your feet in it, with a refreshing feeling unique to the fields.

The watermelon was chilled with cold water, and the juice splashed out when you took a bite.

"It's so sweet! In another month, we'll have countless watermelons to eat!"

There was red watermelon juice on Liu Wanqiu's lips, and her little face was filled with innocent hope and longing for the future.

"It's thanks to me that you can eat watermelon." Zhao Wumian took credit on the side.

"Thank you, young master!" Liu Wanqiu had no idea that her house was almost demolished by the man in front of her.

Crickets were jumping in the grass on both sides of the stream, and a waterwheel not far from the three people was making a rumbling sound.

Xiao Yuanmu didn't say anything, but just took small bites of the fruit flesh. Not a drop of juice splashed on her lips or clothes. Only some light red juice slid down her fingertips and dripped into the clear stream. The light red juice floated in the stream water at her feet and soon disappeared without a trace.

She had taken off her tattered black pantyhose when she returned to the village, and was only wearing her underwear. Her skirt was rolled up, revealing her delicate ankles and white feet.

Zhao Wumian couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Xiao Yuanmu raised his head, "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Wumian silently looked away.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yuanmu asked with a nasal sound.

"I'm wondering when you can grow up again." Zhao Wumian honestly expressed his thoughts.

"Just that?"

"I'll call you sister when you grow up." Zhao Wumian said it subtly, but he actually wanted her body.

Xiao Yuanmu knew what this pervert was thinking. He glanced at him, found him interesting, and said in a seductive tone, "Then why don't you come to my room tonight?"

Zhao Wumian looked towards the setting sun and shouted, "Hey! If you don't come down the mountain, I'll ask my descendants to shoot you!"

Xiao Yuanmu was amused by him, and his slender shoulders were trembling slightly.

Liu Wanqiu didn't understand what Master Gong and Xiao Yuanmu were saying, she just happily bit the watermelon and said, "It's so sweet."

Zhao Wumian threatened Xi Yang to no avail, so he turned to look at Liu Wanqiu and asked curiously, "Have you ever heard your grandfather tell stories before?"

"Stories? Yes, when I was a kid, I was afraid of the dark and couldn't sleep, so my grandfather often told me stories." Liu Wanqiu spoke as if she had grown up.

"Your grandfather is so skilled in martial arts, he must have punished evildoers a lot when he was young...Did he tell you about his youth?"

Liu Wanqiu frowned and recalled, then took another bite of the watermelon and chewed for a few seconds before saying:
"I didn't punish evildoers, but my grandfather always said that he had a hard life when he was a child, moving around a lot. Although he was very skilled in martial arts, my great grandfather never let him show it.

When my grandfather was a child, he had an argument with another family and beat them all up with his kung fu. When he got home, he was whipped by my great grandfather and moved away the next day.

Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu looked at each other and then asked, "Your great grandfather was also a martial artist with great martial arts skills, right?"

Liu Wanqiu nodded continuously, "Grandpa always said that great-grandfather's martial arts were the best in the martial arts world, but he was just a low-key person and didn't want to make a move. But I think that he was probably the best in the martial arts world, but he definitely didn't make a move because he was a low-key person."

"What's that for?"

Liu Wanqiu puffed out his chest, "Grandfather is too strong. Once he strikes, it will be just like what Young Master did. All the idlers will be killed... So it must be because he is too strong to restrain his strength and does not want to hurt innocent people, so he does not strike."

Zhao Wumian laughed a few times, ate the watermelon cleanly, and threw it away.

A dog from some unknown household in the village jumped up to catch the melon, wagging its tail and then buried its head in chewing the rind.

"Do you know your great grandfather's name? I'll look it up later and tell you if I find it out."

"I don't know. Grandpa never told me."

"Forget it if I don't know. With this gun skill, there will always be someone who can recognize me." After Xiao Yuanmu finished eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly with a handkerchief and said casually: "People in the martial arts world never rely on appearance or identity to identify others, but only on martial arts."

Zhao Wumian thought so, and after they finished eating the watermelon, a woman he didn't recognize shouted to him from behind:
"Young Master, it's almost night, your aunt wants you to go home for dinner--"

"understood--"

Because of the distance, the voice could be heard from far away.

But in the countryside, there is no need to worry about disturbing others.

Liu Wanqiu was also caught by her mother and taken back for dinner. She wanted to invite Zhao Wumian to eat with her, but was politely declined.

Zhao Wumian asked Old Liu indirectly about some things about Old Man Liu, but unfortunately Old Liu had average talent in martial arts and Old Man Liu never told him about the martial arts world.

But it is true that their family has changed their surnames before. They have used "Li", "Wang", "Yang" and so on, and no one knows what their real name or surname is.

Old Liu was very sensitive about this, after all, who would change their name? Old Liu guessed that their ancestors were either vicious outlaws or had offended enemies they shouldn't have.

By the time we led the horses back to the winery, it was already night.

At the dinner table, a disciple from Taixuan Palace brought information saying that the spear leader had already arrived at Poyang Lake and was waiting for Zhao Wumian to go there.

"Humph, the speed is as fast as when I was escaping."

Xiao Lengyue snorted coldly with an unfriendly attitude.

Knowing that Chen Qiyuan and Xiao Yuanmu had a grudge, Xiao Lengyue must have tried to kill him, but after hearing these words, it was obvious that the plan was left unresolved at the time.

Zhao Wumian had just learned a spear technique and was eager to practice it in front of the spear master. He just laughed it off.

At this moment, he really felt like he had to be very careful when mentioning his bad friends in front of his elders.

After dinner, Zhao Wumian practiced the newly learned nameless spear technique for a while, trying to integrate it with his other martial arts.

As early as when he fought the Sword Master in Shu, he had established his own martial arts that emphasized intention rather than form, that is, he could use the Wushan Sword as well as the spear. The Shu Road is Difficult... Of course, the specific moves are definitely different, but the principles remain the same.

Xiao Lengyue folded her hands and stood quietly in the corridor watching him practice martial arts... What she saw was Zhao Wumian practicing martial arts as a child.

It was not until the moonlight dimmed and a light rain fell that Xiao Lengyue turned around and left.

Zhao Wumian weighed Old Man Liu's spear again and thought to himself that it was quite sturdy and durable.

He took his gun back to the house and washed his face. Seeing that it was late at night, he guessed that Xiao Lengyue had already fallen asleep, so he tiptoed into Xiao Yuanmu's house.

"Are you asleep?" He knocked on the door softly.

Not knowing what noise was coming from inside, he pushed the door open and walked into the room quietly.

Click————

The sound of doors being closed and windows being shut was soon drowned out by the sound of rain.

(End of this chapter)