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Chapter 91 No Return
Zhao Wumian and Guan Yunshu finished reading the entire book "Bamboo Shadow Records" in the middle of the night. On the way back, Guan Yunshu lagged behind Zhao Wumian by a few steps, looking at his back with a dazed look in his eyes.

She thought to herself, was she possessed? With this time, why not go to sleep, practice martial arts, or do something else? Why did she have to hide in the bamboo forest with a man in the Buddhist temple and read a book about sex...

But having said that, Guan Yunshu thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that he did not regret it at all in his heart. Instead, he was secretly looking forward to secretly reading books with Zhao Wumian in the future, or doing other things secretly.

Deep down in her heart, she was filled with doubts... This was obviously not normal. How could she have done this before?

So the little nun frowned and began to analyze her own heart, wondering where exactly things started to go wrong.

I can't really let Zhao Wumian read the so-called "Anecdotes of Nun" in private. What if he thinks about me while reading that vulgar book? I just made sure that he didn't read that vulgar book.

Guan Yunshu nodded secretly, having figured out the reason. Then why did he still read the book with Zhao Wumian in the bamboo forest after confirming that there was no problem with the book?
Thinking about it carefully, she was just huddled in the bamboo forest with Zhao Wumian reading a book, and nothing really happened, so why think too much about it?

The random thoughts at this moment make it seem like one's heart is not pure and one is in a low position.

Thinking of this, the little nun immediately recited the Tripitaka several times in her mind, trying her best to clear her mind of distractions.

When I returned to the villa, it was already late at night.

Even though Guan Yunshu had come back once before and reported that Luo Chaoyan was safe, she still stayed in the room and sat quietly, waiting for Zhao Wumian to come back as usual, and waited until the late night.

However, a lot of things happened today, and even Zhao Wumian felt a little exhausted, so he returned to the house, yawned and wanted to sleep.

Guan Yunshu finally came to his senses and stopped reciting the scriptures silently. He said, "There is only one bed in my room. How can I sleep?"

Guan Yunshu's room has a simple structure, with only a bedroom and a living room, and the living room faces the front door. Sleeping in the living room on a deep winter night will not catch a cold, but it must be an uncomfortable sleep.

Zhao Wumian took off his straw raincoat and hat, leaned Kunwu and Baishuang against the wall, and waved his hand slightly, "Why should we care about such trivial matters? It's good enough to have something to sleep on... Do you have any bedding? I'll sleep on the floor."

There is really nothing to worry about. I have slept in dilapidated temples many times since I fled.

Guan Yunshu tapped her chin with her finger and glanced at Zhao Wumian, then took out some fragrant bedding and blankets from the cupboard, which were obviously for her to change.

As she spread the blanket, Luo Chaoyan pulled Zhao Wumian to apply medicine to his torn shoulder. She sighed faintly, "I knew it."

"Although I was injured, I also gained a lot." Zhao Wumian didn't care.

After taking the medicine and washing up, they didn't say anything more. They turned off the lights and went to sleep in their clothes.

Guan Yunshu's bedding was filled with a faint fragrance. Zhao Wumian had smelled this unique scent many times.

As he fell into a half-drowsy sleep, the scene of himself 'sinking into the sea of ​​clouds' reappeared in his mind, and the soft and warm touch seemed to be vivid in his mind... He immediately slept more comfortably.

Zhao Wumian fell into a deep sleep, but the two women lying on the bed tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Luo Chaoyan was wondering whether Zhao Wumian could sleep well on the floor, and whether he would feel uncomfortable.

Guan Yunshu remembered that this was the first time a man slept in her boudoir. Although it was not a big deal, for a nun who was extremely conservative, it did not make her feel calm.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but no one spoke all night.

Zhao Wumian had a dream. In the dream were Su Qingqi, Luo Chaoyan and Guan Yunshu.

In his sleep, he vaguely felt some movement beside him. He opened his eyes and saw Guan Yunshu sitting beside the bed, looking down at Zhao Wumian... Her expression was indifferent, but unfortunately there were a few dark circles under her eyes, making her look a little haggard.

"You didn't sleep last night?" Zhao Wumian yawned and turned over, jokingly saying, "Let me guess, the first time a man entered your boudoir and lived with you, you had trouble falling asleep? I'm not saying anything, Miss Guan, people in the martial arts world don't care about trivial matters..."

Before Zhao Wumian finished speaking, a pair of white jade-like feet with graceful lines appeared in front of him. They seemed to be a little cold, so the small and delicate toes were slightly curled up, like large and small pearls falling on a jade plate...

Guan Yunshu had obviously just gotten up. Although she was wearing clothes to sleep, she was obviously not wearing shoes or socks. Her pair of white, tender and delicate little feet were just stepping under the bed, on the blanket where Zhao Wumian was lying.

Zhao Wumian turned over and was able to see him levelly at a glance.

Zhao Wumian felt that he was not actually interested in feet, but this was indeed the first time he saw Guan Yunshu's feet. Well... they were much more beautiful than he had imagined.

Snapped----

Guan Yunshu saw Zhao Wumian staring at her feet and was mocked by him. A trace of shame and anger flashed across her face. In her anger, she stepped on Zhao Wumian's chest through the quilt. Then Luo Chaoyan, who was boiling water outside the house to wash, heard a gritting voice coming from inside the house.

"Wash yourself and eat! Practice martial arts!"

Luo Chaoyan paused, looked in the direction of the two people, and then a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows... It seemed that the progress was going smoothly.

Catching a spy is enough for Dongxuan to follow the clues and clean up the mess. If even this cannot be done, Xiaoxitian can just disband on the spot.

After forcing more clues out of the spies, he should set off for the capital.

As a person from Taixuan Palace and also a dragon protector, the capital city is no less a den of dragons and tigers to Zhao Wumian, so at this moment, his martial arts skills will naturally be improved as much as possible.

The backyard of Guan Yunshu is a martial arts arena, equipped with swords, spears, halberds, and wooden dummies.

Now that no one has set foot here for almost half a month, a thick layer of snow has accumulated.

Guan Yunshu led Zhao Wumian here, with a cold and indifferent look on her pretty face, but Zhao Wumian was not intimidated by her expression and asked, "Are you practicing the Five Qi Classics, or the Xiao Xitian martial arts you promised?"

"What do you want to learn?" Guan Yunshu took out the "Five Qi Classic" from his arms, turned a page, and then, without waiting for Zhao Wumian to answer, he said in an unquestionable tone:

"The night Su Qingqi left, I flipped through this secret book. It is indeed the martial arts that made the Iron Rakshasa couple famous. The five martial arts recorded in it are all top-notch, not inferior to the "Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing" and "Wan Fo Chao Xiang Quan" in my temple...

...But the finger technique chapter recorded in it, namely the 'Finger of No Return', is very compatible with the 'Great Heavenly Finger' of our temple. We can draw on their strengths and combine them into one finger technique, which has both the 'Finger of No Return', which is unstoppable and has the vastness and overwhelming power of the 'Great Heavenly Finger'. So today you will learn the finger technique from me."

"It's only been one day, and you've already integrated two different finger techniques into one?" Zhao Wumian was astonished. For the first time, he realized the value of Guan Yunshu's "No. 1 Yuankui".

Guan Yunshu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then answered: "The Finger of No Return has the shadow of our Buddhist martial arts, and your sword technique 'Yun Yi Lou' is full of the sharpness and sharpness of the Sword Sect. The 'Five Qi Classic' should be the five types of external skills that a master who traveled the world and observed martial arts, based on the strengths of various schools and sects, specially realized... They have the same roots, so I am naturally able to take the strengths of each."

After saying this, Guan Yunshu's tone became a little proud again, "Of course, even Master Dongxuan may not be able to achieve this level in one day. I am a martial arts genius that is one in a million. If you perform the apprenticeship ceremony for me now, I can accept it with peace of mind."

"You and Mu Li'er both want to be my master? I'm so popular." Guan Yunshu narrowed his eyes, put away the "Five Qi Sutra", stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "Draw your sword. I'll let you experience the power of this finger technique."

Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to practice martial arts to teach Zhao Wumian a lesson.

"You've never practiced horizontal training kung fu, have you? What if you get hurt?"

Guan Yunshu didn't say anything, but suddenly made a move and stretched out a finger at an alarming speed.

Zhao Wumian did not draw his sword, but turned sideways, and saw Guan Yunshu's jade finger extending from Zhao Wumian's side and directly touching an ancient tree behind him.

With a touch of his finger, there was no damage on the surface of the ancient tree, not even a small cut, but with a loud 'bang', the inside of the ancient tree suddenly cracked and wood chips flew everywhere. If this finger was pointed at a human body, its internal organs would be shattered on the spot.

"This is the 'Daluo Mi Tian Finger', which hurts the inside." After saying this, Guan Yunshu waved out another finger lightly, plainly, like a fight between lovers, with neither speed nor momentum.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and decided to test the depth, so he extended his knife three inches and used the blade to block.

Guan Yunshu's face changed slightly when he saw this. He took a step forward, shifted his fingers, and pointed at the tree again.

Click————

The hollow old tree broke immediately. The two of them were already one step away from each other. Guan Yunshu took a step forward, almost sticking to him. Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows and put his other hand around her waist.

The ancient tree behind the two men broke with a crackling sound and fell sideways. The snow on the tree fell off and flew around the two men.

"The Wugui Finger uses the strengths of short weapons, and the key is 'an inch of danger and an inch of shortness'. It is a way to fight the enemy when there is no weapon. The aura is restrained but the damage is huge. If you are not prepared, you will definitely suffer." Guan Yunshu raised her little face lightly, looked into Zhao Wumian's eyes and explained, then pursed her pink lips, glanced at Zhao Wumian's big hand on her waist, and then a look of contempt appeared on her delicate face.
"You are finally conquered by my charm and can't help yourself?"

"I'm not impressed by you, but I really can't help myself." Zhao Wumian nodded slightly and admitted the truth.

Guan Yunshu's eyes widened a little, and she was a little at a loss. Then she reacted, pushed Zhao Wumian away, turned her eyes away, and looked at the ancient tree that she had knocked down with two fingers. Her pink lips were tightly pursed, and her little face was slightly red.

The snow from the ancient trees fell on her shoulders and hair, but she was unaware.

In Taiyuan City.

Now, a day and a night had passed before Mu Lier finally arrived in Taiyuan, leading an ordinary horse she had just bought.

Taiyuan was still in a state of panic. The broken limbs on Luoxia Street had been cleared away, but many destroyed houses still stood in tatters on both sides of the street.

The guards at the city gate were replaced by the royal guards, and the guards armed with bows and crossbows patrolled back and forth on the city wall.

With Mu Lier's identity, she would not encounter any difficulties. She walked straight all the way to Prince Jin's Mansion, where she ran into Qin Shuzi who was about to leave.

Qin Shuzi raised his eyebrows slightly, cupped his hands, and then glanced at the horse that Mu Lier was leading, and asked, "Taiyuan has been extremely uneasy recently. Why doesn't Master Mu Jian protect Princess Xiangzhu personally?"

Qin Shuzi's words were meant to indicate that he was doubting whether Mu Lier was involved in the previous horse robbery case.

Mu Lier frowned slightly, "I am the Sword Master of the Sword Sect, so naturally I have the sect's affairs to deal with... or is it that the huge Prince Jin's Mansion can't even protect Xiang Zhu?"

"The palace is impregnable. Princess Xiangzhu will be safe here." Qin Shuzi turned sideways and made way.

He is not Mu Li'er's superior. He is a member of the lineage of Prince Yan and cannot be offended unless necessary. Seeing that Mu Li'er is unwilling to say more, he cannot torture her to extract a confession.

Mu Lier led the horse a few steps, passed Qin Shuzi, and then remembered something, paused, and looked back, "I heard that the thief who stole the Qianli horse was a traitor from Huanzhen Pavilion, and was originally affiliated with Canghua Tower... What does Queen Canghua say?"

Qin Shuzi frowned slightly. People in the palace did not believe that Empress Canghua would help as expected, but he still said truthfully: "Empress Canghua left Taiyuan early yesterday morning to arrest the thieves, but we don't know where she went. Judging from the direction, she might be in the capital."

"Any clues about the thief?"

Qin Shuzi still shook his head, but in fact it was true. There was news that Xu Ran, Luo Chaoyan's uncle, was in northern Jin. It was impossible for Luo Chaoyan not to meet him, so the King of Jin planned to start with Xu Ran... Of course, there was no need to tell Mu Lier about this.

Mu Lier nodded slightly, led the horse and left.

Qin Shuzi left quickly, gathered his men, and planned to go to northern Shanxi to find out what was going on.

Luo Xiangzhu was sitting in the west wing, her brows slightly furrowed, but she was painting.

The painting shows a chivalrous man wearing a straw raincoat, a bamboo hat, a sword and a saber on his waist, holding a snow-white spear, and riding a horse alone on the street... The painting is exquisitely done, and it comes alive on the paper. It is none other than Zhao Wumian.

Luo Xiangzhu had not been out, and had not seen Zhao Wumian snatching the horse. At this moment, she was painting purely based on the information she had heard from her maid... She didn't know why she wanted to paint Zhao Wumian.

Ever since Zhao Wumian came to the palace, his shadow always appeared in her heart. At first, it was purely out of resentment and dissatisfaction, but now after reading the letter Zhao Wumian wrote to her, she no longer has much resentment.

She was indeed not poisoned, and there was no need for her to meet Zhao Wumian again at this moment, but Mu Lier was still out trying to capture Zhao Wumian at her request, so Luo Xiangzhu was naturally still thinking about him, and that's why she was bored and painted a picture for him.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door. Mu Lier pushed the door open and saw Luo Xiangzhu painting for Zhao Wumian. She raised her eyebrows and showed some suspicion in her heart, wondering if Xiangzhu really had feelings for him?

When Luo Xiangzhu heard the voice, a hint of surprise immediately appeared on her beautiful face. She quickly stepped forward and hugged Mu Lier, with a misty look in her eyes... A day and a night passed, and in fact, she was still worried in her heart whether her master would be killed by Zhao Wumian.

Thinking of this, she looked behind Mu Lier...there was no sign of Zhao Wumian.

There was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Mu Lier saw everything, her face expressionless, and she held Luo Xiangzhu's shoulders with both hands, "I know you really want to see that boy, and I am also full of doubts, but we have been delayed in Taiyuan for long enough, Qin Shuzi has begun to suspect that I helped that boy escape, if we stay any longer, I am afraid that the King of Jin will test us... Let's pack our bags and set off for northern Jin, and then talk about that boy on the way."

Luo Xiangzhu felt a little dizzy after hearing this, but still nodded obediently.

Mu Lier looked at the painting of 'Horses Trampling the Long Street' and asked, "Do you want to take that painting with you as well?"

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned, and then for some reason a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face. She took out a pen and paper and wrote: [I just drew this casually, there is no need to bring it with you.]

"Why not?" Mu Li'er looked around and said in amazement, "It's a nice painting. It would be a pity to burn it. But if it is left here and discovered by the people in the palace, it will definitely arouse suspicion... Take it with you."

After a brief exchange of words, the two women packed their luggage, went to resign on behalf of the King of Jin, and then left Taiyuan with a group of King of Yan's guards, hurriedly heading towards northern Jin.

(End of this chapter)