The moon falling to the ground

Fu Yun had never seen the power of Jian Yue's poison. But she didn't have time to think about it at this time. She took the antidote and urged Jian Yue with the wax pill: "Go quickly!"

"I do not go."

Fuyun:……???

"Master Fuyun, please believe in the power of my poison."

Fu Yun: "...I don't believe it. This is not in a closed space. Throwing poison in such an open place will not have much effect."

The chaotic sound of footsteps came from far away. While the two of them were pausing, a group of men in black were approaching.

Yuan Shi said anxiously: "Girl, get on the carriage quickly."

Jian Yue waved her hand: "Drive the carriage aside and don't scare the horses."

Fu Yun couldn't persuade Jian Yue, so she had to rush towards the killers with her sword. After the two sides quickly closed the distance, she threw a wax ball into the group of killers.

Bang!

Fu Yun didn't expect that the small wax ball would make such a loud noise. Moreover, a cloud of smoke rose up along with the noise.

Fu Yun: ...I was shocked.

thump! thump……

Seven or eight fell down.

Does this work?

Fu Yun, whose hands were quicker than his brain, threw another one at the man in black who was hiding aside.

This time the men in black were prepared and jumped away quickly, but they also poisoned three of them.

Half of them fell down as soon as they met. The men in black were very afraid of the wax ball in Fu Yun's hand, so they quickly dispersed and did not dare to gather in a group.

They raised their scimitars and charged at Fu Yun. Two of them even rushed towards Jian Yue. Jian Yue was no match for them, so she quickly turned to the upper wind and sprinkled a handful of powder on them.

Masked Man in Black: ...Why do I feel dizzy?

Until they fell to the ground, they didn't understand why they could be infected even though their mouths and noses were covered.

Yuan Shi, who was about to come over to help, said: ...Forget it! Let's not make trouble.

Over there, Fu Yun was killing people everywhere. The ten assassins in black were no match to her and were severely injured by her one by one like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Master Fuyun, you are injured." Jian Yue found that Fuyun's shoulder was soaked with blood. She quickly helped her into the carriage and took out medicine powder and a piece of white cloth to bandage Fuyun.

Yuan Shize looked at the men in black lying on the ground warily, fearing that they might pretend to be dead and suddenly attack.

Fu Yun did not hesitate and pulled the clothes off his shoulders.

Jian Yue first used a silver needle to stop the bleeding, and then sprinkled medicine powder on the wound, and the bleeding stopped quickly. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and Jian Yue bandaged it quickly.

Fu Yun didn't say a word the whole time.

The injuries she had suffered before were much more serious than this, so she didn't take this minor injury seriously at all.

"Master Fuyun, you rest in the carriage first. I will go to interrogate those people." Jian Yue said as he jumped off the carriage.

"They are killers and won't tell." Fu Yun reminded her from behind.

Jian Yue curled the corners of her mouth.

Can't speak? Not necessarily.

Two of the men whose arms were cut off saw Jian Yue coming over and quickly bit through the poison hidden in their teeth. Black blood flowed from the corners of their mouths and they died instantly.

Jian Yue: ...It's just a question, there's no need to be so cruel.

Fu Yun was worried about Jian Yue, so he got off the carriage with a sword in hand.

Jian Yue picked a drugged man, took out a porcelain bottle from her bag, pried open his mouth, and poured the potion in the bottle into his mouth.

The effect of the wax pill impressed Fu Yun. She looked at the potion poured into the black-clothed man's mouth and was looking forward to its effect.

The man in black woke up slowly, but his eyes were unfocused, as if he was dreaming.

Jian Yue began to ask questions: "Who are you?"

Man in black: "The assassin from Zhaixing Tower."

Fu Yun, who was standing by, raised his eyebrows in surprise: Is it so easy to confess? Is the potion so magical?

"Who is the employer?"

"Meng Yuan, the legitimate son of Meng Tongzhi."

"Who do you want to kill?"

"Catch Doctor Mao's apprentice Jian Yue. The employer wants to cut her tendons and throw her into a low-class brothel."

"How much will I give you?"

"Five thousand taels."

Jian Yue stood up and said, "Master Fuyun, I want to cut their tendons and send them back to Zhaixing Tower."

"You don't have to do it. I'll find someone to handle it. Let's go back first." Fu Yun said, and he cut the tendons of all the killers one by one.

There were sporadic cries of pain at the scene.

The two got on the carriage, and Yuan Shi quickly whipped the whip to urge the carriage to go faster.

After returning to Yue's residence, Fu Yun got off the carriage outside the door and went to look for someone unknown.

Jian Yue called Yuan Yi and asked him to find out where Meng Yuan often went.

Since someone had attacked her, she had to return the favor politely.

After Yuan Yi left, Jian Yue stayed in her room, reviewing the process of poisoning the killer.

She had a habit of rehearsing the poisoning process in her mind every time after poisoning someone to see if there was anything missing.

Through this attack, she discovered a big flaw: if there was no wind, how could she spread her powder?

Facing an enemy holding a weapon and approaching her, she is not only passive but also very dangerous. So, how can she make her poison work normally without restrictions in any situation?

Wax balls are suitable for group attacks, but what about fighting alone?

Jian Yue pinched her chin and fell into deep thought.

She was already fourteen years old, and it was impossible for her to achieve high attainments in martial arts. If she met a top master, she would not even have a chance to escape.

run away?

Jian Yue’s mind moved.

During dinner in the evening, Jian Yue asked Doctor Mao: "Master, do you know any master of Qinggong?"

Doctor Mao was squinting his eyes and enjoying the wine. Ever since Yan Lingchun was born, he had to drink a cup of wine with every meal. It wasn't that he didn't want to drink more, it was that Jian Yue wouldn't let him.

According to Jian Yue, drinking a little wine is good for blood circulation. Drinking too much is harmful to the body. Therefore, Doctor Mao and Yun Zhonghe were only allowed to drink one cup of wine per meal.

Hearing this, Doctor Mao opened his eyes and asked: "You want to learn Qinggong?"

Jian Yue nodded: "In the martial arts world, the only thing that cannot be defeated is speed. I can't wield a sword or hold a knife, but I can at least run, right?"

Yun Zhonghe nodded in agreement: "Girls are light-boned, so they are more suitable for learning Qinggong. When I was traveling outside in my early years, I once saved an injured old woman. In order to repay me, she gave me a booklet, which seemed to be the Qinggong method. I will get it for you after dinner."

Jian Yue was overjoyed.

It was like someone sent me a pillow when I was sleepy. Wasn't she too lucky? Just when she was thinking about learning Qinggong, the Qinggong technique was delivered to her. Jian Yue was so excited that she didn't even have the mood to eat.

Yun Zhonghe also knew that she was anxious, so he went home to get it after dinner.

Soon, he came back with a yellowed and worn booklet. It looked quite old, with frayed edges.

Jian Yue took it excitedly, opened the cover, and saw the three powerful characters "Floating on the Water" written on the first page.

Why float on water instead of flying on grass?

Jian Yue continued to read with a puzzled look on her face. After a quick glance, she was sure that this was indeed a Qinggong technique. According to the book, after learning it, one can walk on the water as if it were flat ground.

Jian Yue was so happy that she bowed to Yun Zhonghe and said, "Thank you, Master!" Before Yun Zhonghe could say anything...