Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

In fact, Li Qiye's remarks are completely alarmist.

If the method is right, even if you only practice the second half of the Nine Yin Manual, it will be enough to quickly grow into a first-class master of the rivers and lakes.

But Li Qiye's words were too provocative, and immediately made Ouyang Feng lose his sense of control.

"Then, where is the first half of the Nine Yin Manual?"

He held Li Qiye's trousers tightly and asked.

And Li Qiye was waiting for this question.

"I said, as long as you do one thing for me, I can tell you the whereabouts of the first half of the Nine Yin Manual."

"whats the matter?"

Ouyang Feng clearly couldn't wait any longer.

"Go to Dongchang Cao Zhengchun and help me get the treasure of heaven and earth hidden in the treasure box, Tianxiang Cardamom."

East factory?

Cao Zhengchun?
Are you kidding me?
He has just recovered from a serious injury, and he hasn't made any progress in martial arts in the past ten years. Now, if he is asked to provoke Cao Zhengchun, who is in the limelight in the Ming Empire today, wouldn't the old birthday star hang himself, and feel tired of life?
"No, no."

Ouyang Feng didn't think much at all, so he directly refused.

"Nine Yin Scriptures, the general outline of martial arts in the world, if you want to know its whereabouts, but you are unwilling to take any risks, it is undoubtedly a daydream."

Li Qiye is still persuasive.

Seeing Ouyang Feng's uncertain expression.

He deliberately pretended to turn around and go back to the house, murmuring deliberately:
"It seems that this matter can only be done by another expert."

Just when he took a few steps, Ouyang Feng finally spoke:

"I will, but can you guarantee that you will give me the whereabouts of the scroll of the Nine Yin Manual? If you refuse to admit it, who should I reason with?"

Regarding this, Li Qiye still had an indifferent attitude.

"Believe it or not is up to you. I didn't force you to do it, so it's up to you whether you do it or not."

Hearing Li Qiye's answer, Ouyang Feng was instantly enraged.

He had never seen such a rambunctious person in his life, but he was helpless.

Originally, taking such a big risk in exchange for an unknown true or false information was already a bad deal for grandma's family.

Now there is no guarantee at all.

But what could he do?

You can't beat them, and you can't even persecute them.

"Okay, Li Qiye, I hope you can keep your promise. If not, I will release the news that you instructed me to steal Cao Zhengchun's Tianxiang cardamom. At that time, I can return to my Song Dynasty. I think How are you going to mess around in this Ming Dynasty!"

After leaving this sentence, his limbs exerted strength at the same time, and he shot up suddenly, gradually drifting away from the lonely voice.

Seeing Ouyang Feng's back gradually going away, the corners of Li Qiye's mouth curled up again.

In the past few days, he learned through the spies he trained in Tianji Pavilion that Cao Zhengchun was secretly accumulating strength and wanted to deal a fatal blow to Lord Tiedan.

However, the God of Tiedan Hou's deep city mansion will naturally not make his plan succeed. I'm afraid that Cao Zhengchun will lose his wife and lose his army, and the Tianxiang cardamom in his hand will naturally flow to Shenhou's hands.

As far as he is concerned, the god of iron courage still has value for him to use. If he is allowed to gather the last piece of Tianxiang cardamom, he will have no scruples at all, and he will definitely turn his face and deny anyone at that time.

Therefore, he must take good care of this last piece of Tianxiang cardamom, continue to hang on to the god of iron courage, and let him do a few more important things for him.

Ouyang Feng was a member of the Great Song Empire, even if Marquis Tiedan later found out that it was Ouyang Feng who took Cao Zhengchun's Tianxiang cardamom, it was impossible to suspect him.

After finishing all this, Li Qiye stretched his waist, and was about to take a rest, when there was the sound of hurried horseshoes and then hurried footsteps outside Li's residence.

"Li Qiye."

The three voices spoke in unison, equally familiar and warm, and they were the three of Lian Xing who had hurried back from the Hengshan School.

"Ah."

Li Qiye agreed from a distance, and their footsteps became even more hasty.

"What's the rush?"

Just as the three of them stepped into the door of the main hall, Li Qiye spoke.

"Great, you're fine!"

The three of them surrounded Li Qiye at the same time, and Lian Xing didn't even have the demeanor of the second palace master of Yihua Palace, and gave Li Qiye a bear hug directly.

Zhu'er was naturally unwilling, and hugged Li Qiye from behind instead.

Only Zhao Min still kept his sanity, just let out a cold snort, and stood aside.

"Lian Xing."

Cold words came from behind Zi Lianxing.

Like the cold water poured on her head in winter, she suddenly became sober.

She also seemed to be aware of her gaffe, and then hastily stepped back two steps, keeping a safe enough distance from Li Qiye.

Spider also took a few steps back.

Because the visitor's aura was too strong, the inherent sense of arrogance made her heart tremble unconsciously, and she didn't feel so uncomfortable even in the face of Dongfang Bubai.

The person who came was the Grand Mistress of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue.

That is Su Ying that Li Qiye mistook for.

"Hey, Yaoyao, is your injury okay?"

Li Qiye obviously didn't notice something wrong with the atmosphere in the arena.

Although she mistook the other party for Su Ying, she still didn't change her words, because the word Yaoyao was obviously more fluent.

But these two words are different in Lianxing's ears.

invite?

Such an intimate title?
Has the relationship between sister and Li Qiye reached this point?
A sense of loss suddenly appeared in her heart.

"You have been running around these days, and you have all been injured to some extent, especially Yaoyao, who is the most seriously injured."

Li Qiye knocked on his forehead, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said immediately:

"This afternoon, I'll take everyone to take a medicated bath to get rid of fatigue, and it will also help the recovery of the injury a lot."

After saying that, Li Qiye strode towards the door.

He had thought about transforming the pond in the backyard into a large enough open-air bath.

I'm free today, and I just finished it together.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you can make ghosts turn the millstone. If you throw out ten taels of gold, thirty or forty servants will follow him to Li's residence.

Build walls and lay bricks, clean ponds, boil water and release water.

In just about two hours, an open-air bathing place billowing with mist was built.

Huang Rong, who was catching up on sleep in the house, was also awakened by the commotion in the backyard. She got up and took a sip of water, walked to Li Qiye's side and asked:
"Brother Qiye, what are you doing?"

Li Qiye didn't turn his head back, poured all the remaining bottles of Jinchuang medicine into the open-air bathing area, and replied without haste:
"Medicated bath!"

"Medicated bath?"

After hearing these two words, Huang Rong opened her sleepy eyes in an instant, and the hazy sleepiness was swept away at this moment.