flstandardbreds Chapter 138: The prime minister gave the gun manual to the Wen family, and the thief in the Wen fami
Chapter 138: The prime minister gave the gun manual to the Wen family, and the thief in the Wen fami
As the words reached their ears, Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan turned around at the same time and saw a middle-aged man in a blue-gray robe with an elegant and gentle face walking slowly towards them.
"Sir, it's you!" Sikong Changfeng threw down the bamboo stick and saluted with his fists.
Xie Xuan also called out softly, "Uncle Master!"
It turned out that this person was none other than Chen Ru, who had invited Sikong Changfeng to drink Sang Luo at Diaolou Cottage when he first arrived in Tianqi City.
Chen Ru nodded slightly:
"I didn't expect that you two teenagers with such different personalities could actually chat with each other."
"Xiao Xuan'er, I see that you know a lot about martial arts, why don't you learn martial arts from your uncle?"
"After all, there may be no one in Shanqian Academy who can inherit the stick from my uncle for a long time."
Xie Xuan took a few steps back and shook his head like a rattle:
"No, no, practicing martial arts is so tiring!"
Seeing that he refused, Chen Ru did not force him to do so, but just sighed softly:
"Whatever. One day, you too will pick up a sword."
After saying this, Chen Ru turned to Sikong Changfeng:
"Little Spear Fairy, we meet again."
Sikong Changfeng nodded:
"So the senior is actually Mr. Chen Ru from Shanqian Academy. I'm so blind."
Chen Ru waved his hand:
"It's okay, meeting is fate. I just heard Xiao Xuan'er teach you about spearmanship. Your Zhuixu spear is also a famous spearmanship. But if you want to defeat the masters, I'm afraid it will take some effort!"
Sikong Changfeng's eyes lit up:
"So, sir, you have a way to improve it?"
Chen Ru smiled and said:
"Not really. The offensive and defensive spear Xiao Xuan'er mentioned is indeed an obscure method..."
"only……"
As Chen Ru spoke, he raised his hand and sucked the straight Xiangfei bamboo stick on the ground into his hand.
"I have a question. Most people in Beili practice swordsmanship, why do you prefer to use guns?"
Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows:
"That's a long story. The Zhuixu Spear was passed down to me by a down-and-out wanderer, and my spear skills were also taught to me by that senior!"
Chen Ru nodded upon hearing this:
"It seems that although you are young, you have had many adventures."
"Moreover, I can see from you that you are suffering from a serious illness, and you have been treated by a top-notch doctor to keep alive until now, right?"
Xie Xuan was shocked:
"Uncle Junior Master, can you tell this?"
Chen Ru smiled slightly without answering. He jumped to the center of the yard and shook the bamboo stick in his hand slightly, as if it was infused with internal strength.
Then he performed a set of vigorous stick techniques, with continuous stick shadows, soft yet hard, and capable of both offense and defense!
"Great stick technique!"
Sikong Changfeng praised without hesitation.
After Chen Ru used a set of stick techniques, he tiptoed back to the two of them and said to Sikong Changfeng:
"My stick technique emphasizes both internal and external cultivation. When you were fighting with Master Xie in the Diaolou that day, I noticed that your meridians seemed to be damaged..."
"So after you use your spear skills, you must use all your strength. If the next strike fails, your strength will be wasted. Is that the case?"
Sikong Changfeng blushed:
"Sir, you are right. I am indeed seriously ill. First, the uncle and nephew of the Wen family used a deadly poison to suppress my old injuries."
"Then I found Medicine King Valley, and Xin Baicao used his prescription to treat my heart injury. Otherwise, I would have been left dead in the wilderness three months ago!"
Chen Ru nodded and threw the bamboo stick in his hand to Sikong Changfeng:
"As expected, you are a lucky gunner. Once your old heart injury is healed, your cultivation will have a great breakthrough!"
"The nephew of the Wen family you are talking about, could it be the Wen Yanzhao who poisoned the imperial palace soldiers and defeated the eunuch Zhuoqing a few days ago?"
Sikong Changfeng nodded: "It's him, he's a very amazing guy, he has a lot of poison skills, and according to Baili Dongjun, he has also entered the realm of half-step divine wandering!"
Chen Ru sighed:
"The old is replaced by the new, and at such a young age, he has already entered the state of Half-Step Divine Wandering. I'm afraid there are not many people like him in the world!"
Seeing that the two were chatting happily, Xie Xuan returned to his book bag, took out a thread-bound ancient book, and handed it to Sikong Changfeng:
"Sikong Changfeng, the spear technique I just told you about is in this spear manual. Since we are destined to be together, I will lend it to you. Remember to return it to me after one year!"
Sikong Changfeng clasped his fists and said:
"How can this be possible? Master Xie's book must be a precious ancient book!"
Chen Ru couldn't help showing an admiring look when he saw this:
"To be precise, this is a secret manual. I wonder how many gunmen in the world dream of obtaining it!"
"No need to refuse. My nephew and you are destined to be together. Don't refuse. Just accept it!"
Xie Xuan directly stuffed the gun manual into Sikong Changfeng's hand with a gentle smile on his face:
"Sikong Changfeng, don't listen to my uncle. I'm not giving this to you. I'm lending it to you. I only lend my books to people who are destined to read them!"
Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Sikong Changfeng bowed deeply:
"Thank you for your kindness today, Master Xuan. Sikong Changfeng will never forget it and will definitely repay you one day!"
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Lingnan, Wen family.
"You bastard! Get out of here!!!"
On the morning of the next day when Wen Yanzhao obtained the art of making medicine men from the Confucian immortal Gu Chen, Wen Yanzhao, who was still sleeping in bed, was woken up early in the morning by his uncle shouting that he was warming a pot of wine!
Wen Yanzhao opened his eyes dazedly from the bed, put on a plain long gown, pushed the door open and went out:
"Ugh..."
"Uncle, it's not nice to disturb someone's sleep so early in the morning... Why are you yelling so loudly?"
Wen Hujiu flashed to the side of Wen Yanzhao who was rubbing his eyes, grabbed his ears and asked with an unpleasant expression:
"Did you go to the poison room in the back hall when you came back last night?"
"Where are the pair of red-blooded clams that your uncle and I captured after working so hard for two days and one night in Yingchoujian?!"
"Tell me! Did you eat it as a midnight snack?"
Wen Yanzhao secretly thought that it was not good. It was indeed midnight when he returned from the Confucian Immortal, and the Wen family ancestral home was completely silent.
Hearing the gurgling sounds coming from the poison room in the back hall, where poisons were usually researched and prepared, he knew it was a rare poison unique to Lingnan - the red-blooded clam.
He tiptoed into the back hall, opened the vine cage and saw that it was indeed a pair of top-grade poisonous clams that were more than ten years old.
This made Wen Yanzhao very happy, although the top-grade peacock gall and crazy ointment that can be exchanged in the system are rare treasures.
But who can complain about having money in their pocket? This is a rare good thing that is rarely seen in ten years!
Seeing that there was no one around, Wen Yanzhao took out two croaking blood-red toads and secretly stuffed them into his storage space.
What he didn't know was that this pair of red-blooded poisonous clams were Wenhujiu's treasures.
This is because one month later, the World Poison Testing Conference hosted by the Tang Sect will be held.
Wen Hujiu's lifelong secret skill is the Wen Family Three Character Classic, the most important of which is the poisonous blood of the male and female red-blooded poison clams!
I had originally planned to use this unique skill to show off my prowess at the poison testing conference.
Who would have thought that no matter how hard you try to guard against thieves day and night, it’s still hard to guard against thieves in your own home!
He was still taken away by the poisonous little guy Wen Yanzhao. How could he not be furious at the smell of the wine in the pot?
Wen Yanzhao's ears were pinched by the wine in his hand, so he had no choice but to beg for mercy:
"Uncle, uncle...let go first, I'm going to sneeze!"
When Wenhujiu heard what he said, he quickly let go and moved aside.
This kid is now full of poison, even worse than before. If he sneezes all over my face, I'm afraid I'll die immediately!
Seeing his uncle warming the pot of wine and stepping aside, Wen Yanzhao immediately smiled slyly:
"Hey, uncle, you've been fooled!"
After saying that, he took a step forward and rushed to the crown of the strychnos nux vomica tree in the courtyard.
Wen Hujiu was so angry that his beard stood up. He glared at Wen Yanzhao on the treetop and cursed:
"You are so greedy, don't you know that your uncle will be attending the Tang Sect Poison Testing Conference next month?"
"Why do you have to steal your uncle's girlfriend when you can steal anyone else's girlfriend? Isn't your uncle good to you?"
"Haven't you eaten enough poison from your uncle in the past ten years? Can't you leave a pair of toads for your uncle?"
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