~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~ Li Muchan opened his eyes in the void and took in everything. He shook his head and sighed secretly. This Hu Xiaofeng is not a good match. I wonder if Cao Miao will be confused.
No matter how smart a woman is, once she falls in love, she will be invisible to everyone. Looking at Cao Miao's appearance, whether it is real or fake, whether it is real or not, even if he has rich experience, he can't figure it out, let alone Hu Xiaofeng.
I'm afraid of Cao Miao - he was just joking around in the beginning, with a game mentality, but later he gradually fell into a hard-to-extricate state. Emotional games are like playing with fire, and he will burn himself at any time.
In the evening, the big ship stopped at a pier not far from the small town.
Hu Ruilin proposed to go for a walk in the city. The journey was calm and there were no people chasing him. It seemed that the Mohu Gang was really over and they were not worried. Cao Ya agreed, so everyone got off the boat and arrived at Fengming City nearby.
Cao Ya and Cao Miao - riding in a sedan chair, the others walking, soldiers // Shumilou's fastest text update. < Shuhai Pavilion > - no ads // The soldiers stayed on the boat, Cao Ya didn't want to be too ostentatious and hinder the reputation
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He had been an official for a long time and had formed the habit of keeping himself clean and cherishing his feathers. He paid attention to the reputation of every move he made. Hu Ruilin laughed a little and didn't insist anymore.
Cao Ya's sedan was in front, Cao Miao's sedan was behind, and Li Muchan was next to Cao Ya's sedan, following closely with his strides.
Hu Ruilin followed Cao Miao beside the sedan, and Hu Xiaofeng and Li Muchan kept company.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed everything around him red. Li Muchan was striding like a star in the rays of light. Hu Xiaofeng would tip his toes from time to time and fly over ten meters at a time. He was relaxed and at ease, much more relaxed than Li Muchan's expression.
He glanced at Li Muchan from time to time and shook his head. Li Muchan smiled and said, "Brother Hu's Qinggong is pretty good!"
"You don't know how to do light kung fu?" Hu Xiaofeng was dressed in a green shirt and his face was like a jade. He was really handsome and handsome.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled. Hu Xiaofeng turned around and glanced at Hu Ruilin. Hu Ruilin did not look at him. Hu Xiaofeng shook his head, knowing that his father did not want to teach Li Muchan Qing Kung Fu.
Li Muchan also knew it and didn't ask. Hu Xiaofeng shook his head and said: "Your practice of the Eight Tiger Drinking Techniques is not very good. There is no progress."
Li Muchan said: "I only thought about studying and forgot to practice."
"Alas..." Hu Xiaofeng shook his head and said: "You are too ungrateful. If you master the Eight Tiger Drinking Techniques, you will have no problem becoming a master. Even if you cannot defeat others, you can still protect yourself!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "There is not enough time."
Hu Xiaofeng curled his lips and said: "People start studying when they are young. The memory is the best when they are young. The older they get, the worse their memory becomes. Now that you are past the age of studying, you are far behind others. If you want to get fame, forget it!"
"The teacher once said that where there is a will, there is a way. It is not too late to catch up now." Li Muchan said with a smile.
Hu Xiaofeng chuckled, shook his head and said, "That's Uncle Cao comforting you! ...That's all, teaching you the eight methods of drinking tigers is really a secret act!"
Li Muchan said: "Thank you Brother Hu for reminding me, then I will practice it twice more, twice a day!"
"Twice!?" Hu Xiaofeng shouted out loud: "You only practice twice?!"
Li Muchan nodded: "Once in the morning and evening, isn't it enough?"
The two of them followed Cao Ya's sedan, talking as they walked. Not far behind, Hu Ruilin could hear clearly and shook his head.
Hu Xiaofeng shook his head and said: "That's all. I can't explain to you. You are purely using it as a way to strengthen your body. You have no ambition at all!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I feel a little bit warm in my body."
"Really?!" Hu Xiaofeng frowned and squinted at him.
Li Muchan nodded and said, "What did I do to deceive Brother Hu? Look at it."
He stretched out his hand, and Hu Xiaofeng shook his head and reached out to touch his wrist, sighing to himself that this person didn't understand anything, how could he give his hand to others so easily.
He looked around and glared at Li Muchan helplessly: "Do you really only practice twice a day?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Occasionally I am lazy and only practice once."
"That's all, you don't have to say it!" Hu Xiaofeng waved his hand and said angrily: "It's really irritating to compare people to each other!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Is my training wrong?"
Hu Xiaofeng squinted at him angrily: "Humph, dad said you have good qualifications, and you are indeed good. If others practice like you, they will never be able to practice their inner breath!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Maybe it's my luck!"
Hu Xiaofeng was even more angry. He remembered that he had practiced the Eight Methods of Drinking Tiger, but he practiced for a full month. He practiced non-stop every day.
, cultivate the inner breath.
Li Muchan, on the other hand, only practiced inner breath for seven or eight days and only practiced it once or twice a day. He was the same person, but the gap was so huge, which really affected his self-confidence.
He had always been proud and felt superior to others, but he never expected to be inferior to the nerd Li Muchan. He really couldn't swallow this feeling!
He glanced sideways at Li Muchan: "I heard that dad taught you two moves?"
Li Muchan nodded: "It's two moves of Sanshou. I'm quite familiar with this."
"Although the techniques taught by my father must be superb, you have no inner strength and no experience, so if you learn it, it will be in vain. Don't waste your efforts!" Hu Xiaofeng snorted.
Li Muchan said with a smile: "Be prepared, even if you can't beat the martial arts masters, it will still be effective against some juniors, right?"
"That's natural. It's more than enough to deal with ordinary hooligans." Hu Xiaofeng said angrily.
He really didn't want to look at Li Muchan's face. He was smiling and looked like nothing could move his heart, as if he could bear it even if the sky fell. It was so abominable!
"Huh!" He snorted and turned away, ignoring Li Muchan.
Li Muchan shook his head and laughed. He really had the temper of a young master. He was very willful and would ignore others. No matter how polite and respectful he was, everything in the world would revolve around him.
Li Muchan in Fengming City stood in front of a weapons shop, looking at the magnificent shop. The two crouching stone lions were lifelike and menacing.
Next to it is a black vertical plaque with two large gold characters: "Feiyun".
The shop was luxurious and grand, but not crowded. Li Muchan stood there for a while but no one came in or out, and the door was deserted.
As he stepped in, a unique smell suddenly hit his face. Li Muchan moved his nose. This was an oil used to maintain weapons.
Then there is a row of weapon racks, with various weapons on them and prices marked below.
Li Muchan had heard from Uncle Xu that weapons shops were not uncommon and the court allowed them, but the weapons were not cheap and ordinary families could not afford them.
As soon as he stepped in, an old man lying in a chair started to lazily ask, "What weapons do you want to buy, sir?"
Li Muchan took a look at the old man. He was thin and gaunt, with wrinkles on his face. Although he was lazy, he exuded an evil aura. He had killed many people.
"Bow and arrow." Li Muchan said.
The old man lazily stretched out his hand and pointed to the left: "Over there."
Li Muchan came to the weapon rack. There were three bows on it, all of the same size, with different colors. One was white, one was yellow, and one was black. The bow strings were not attached.
Li Muchan stepped forward, picked them up and bent them. The white one had the least strength and the black one had the strongest strength. When he saw Li Muchan bending the black bow easily, the old man's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Brother, you have so much strength!"
This black bow is the hardest bow with an iron tire. Even if it is not as powerful as the military's crossbow, it is almost the same. Very few people buy it.
"Is there anything harder?" Li Muchan smiled.
The old man thought for a while and said: "There is one, but I can't sell it. Just wait!"
He turned around and walked back, opened the curtain and entered the back. He didn't care about Li Muchan, not afraid that Li Muchan would steal the weapon and leave. Li Muchan shook his head, this is a weird person.
The old man quickly lifted the curtain and came in. He held a bow that was as black as ink and had no luster. It had already been strung with black strings and handed it to Li Muchan: "Try this!"
Li Muchan took it and gently pulled it, and it suddenly became a full moon.
"Okay! Okay!" The old man was full of joy and said with a smile: "What a magical power! ... Not bad, this bow can finally find its owner!"
"How much?" Li Muchan tugged a few more times, and when he let go, there was a "bang" like muffled thunder.
The old man looked at Li Muchan's fingers. The bow was too stiff and it was impossible to pull the string directly with his fingers. However, Li Muchan remained calm.
Li Muchan smiled: "I have been practicing horizontal kung fu for several years."
The old man suddenly realized: "No wonder, no wonder, but with a lot of practice, can you shoot the arrow accurately?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's not bad, it's not bad to scare people with it."
Seeing that Li Muchan didn't want to say anything, the old man stretched out his hand and said, "One hundred taels."
Without saying a word, Li Muchan took out a hundred-tael silver note from his pocket and handed it over.
Carrying four pots of arrows on his back and holding a black iron bow, Li Muchan strode out of the weapons shop, quickly returned to the inn, and came to the small courtyard, where everyone was talking in the small pavilion in the courtyard.
The lanterns have been turned on, and two rows of lanterns have been hung in the small pavilion, illuminating the small pavilion as brightly as daylight. Everyone is sitting in the small pavilion chatting, and it feels quite peaceful.
Seeing Li Muchan coming back, Xiao He went up to greet him: "Master, have you bought a bow?"
Li Muchan nodded. Hu Xiaofeng was standing next to Cao Miao. He looked up and sneered: "What's the use of a bow? It can't hit a martial arts master!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I seem to have some understanding of archery."
Hu Xiaofeng said: "Okay, how about you show us a thing or two?"
Xiaohe gave him a blank look and said, "Master, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay, this bow is good, let's try it and see if it's accurate!"
Seeing what Li Muchan said, Xiao He knew that he had a chance of winning, so he brought the tea over and said with a sweet smile: "Sir, take a sip of tea to moisten your throat first."
Li Muchan took the tea cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Teacher, I'm showing off my shame!"
"Let's give it a try." Cao Ya said solemnly while sitting in the small pavilion.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Xiaohe, put the cucumber on the tree."
"Okay." Xiao He agreed, went to the stone table in the small pavilion, reached out and took out a cucumber, and placed it on the peach branch under the wall.
The green melon was similar to the melon of later generations. After placing it securely, Li Muchan took out an arrow, put it on the string, pulled it, and when it was released, the "chi" shot into the green melon.~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~