Chaotic Times and Disasters: I Hunt Down Martial Arts Masters and Become a God

Fu Qing got up and looked in the direction of the sound. There was a man standing on the roof, holding an iron bow in his hand.

This person was not tall, but had extremely broad shoulders, and his arms were thicker than an average person's thighs.

The archer nocked another arrow, and Fu Qing, without thinking, leaped to the side and back. The arrow grazed the sole of his shoe and struck the courtyard wall.

The archer sneered and fired three arrows in quick succession. The arrows were like shadows, forcing Fu Qing to roll and dodge in the narrow alley.

He barely dodged the first two arrows, but he couldn't avoid the third one. The arrowhead grazed his chest, tore through his night clothes, and sliced ​​through his flesh.

Fu Qing groaned and lost his balance, falling backward from the top of the wall and crashing heavily onto the bluestone slab outside the courtyard. Blood flowed down the hem of his clothes.

The archer on the roof put away his bow, flipped down, and walked step by step toward Fu Qing.

He walked up to Fu Qing, looked down at the black-clad man lying motionless on the ground with his eyes closed, and sneered.

"You dare to cause trouble at the Jun family with such meager skills? I thought you were some expert in the Qi Refining Realm, but you're just a piece of trash who can't even dodge an arrow."

He slung the bow behind his back, bent down, and reached out to remove Fu Qing's mask.

The moment his fingers touched the mask, Fu Qing suddenly opened his eyes.

The archer's pupils constricted as he tried to retreat, but it was too late; Fu Qing's right hand was already pressed against his chest.

The first palm strike landed on the Tanzhong acupoint, shattering the archer's clothes at the chest with the force of the palm.

The second palm struck the same spot immediately, and when the third palm landed, the archer was sent flying and crashed into the courtyard wall behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He slid down the wall and collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, already lifeless.

[Kill the Jun family guard (Seventh level of Meridian Opening)...]

Fu Qing rolled over and got up, gritted his teeth and looked down at the wound on his right side. He tore off a strip of cloth from his night clothes and wrapped it around the wound to stop the bleeding. Then he took a deep breath and leaped over the courtyard wall.

Just then, he saw a group of servants carrying lanterns walking briskly from the direction of the front yard. They weren't coming towards him, but towards the east wing.

His heart sank; those people were going to search his room.

He immediately abandoned his plan to return to the courtyard and turned to run towards the east wing.

...

Fu Qing burst open the door to the east wing. Su Wen was sitting under the lamp studying the pharmacopoeia, holding a silver needle in her hand and marking the pages.

Hearing the door being kicked open, she looked up and saw Fu Qing leaning against the door, covered in blood. She put down her pharmacopoeia, stood up, walked over to Fu Qing, and bent down to examine his wounds. She frowned, a rare occurrence for her.

"Being hunted down?"

"The horse stumbled."

Fu Qing leaned against the door, panting heavily.

Suwen didn't ask any more questions. She pressed Fu Qing into a chair, turned around, and took out silver needles, medicinal cloths, wound medicine, and a small silver knife as thin as a cicada's wing from her medicine box.

Suwen used a silver knife to cut open her clothes, revealing the arrow wound. Then she picked up a medicine bottle and sprinkled pale green powder on the wound, and the bleeding stopped quickly.

She took out a silver needle bent into a crescent shape, threaded it with a needle, and began to suture the wound. Each stitch was precise and neat. Finally, she wrapped the wound with medicated gauze and tied it in place.

Fu Qing gasped in pain, but Su Wen pressed down on his shoulder expressionlessly.

"Don't move, or the needle will go astray."

Fu Qing turned his head and met her eyes. Her eyelashes were long and her skin was very good.

It may not be so stunning at first glance, but it becomes very pleasing to the eye and comfortable over time.

He looked away and spoke in a low voice.

"Someone might come to check on us in a little while. Could you please cooperate and say that we're having an affair and that I'll be here the whole time?"

Suwen paused in her movements, her eyelids twitched.

Why should I help you?

"Because if I die, your research results will be lost."

Suwen stared at him for a while, then inserted the silver needle into the medicine roll.

"Okay, but make me draw six vials of blood after you return to Beijing."

Fu Qing nodded.

Suwen pushed the pharmacopoeia on the table aside expressionlessly, her ears turning slightly red.

Footsteps approached from outside.

Suwen kicked the medicine box under the bed, pulled Fu Qing up from the chair and pushed her onto the bed. Then she pulled down the bed curtains, sat down on the edge of the bed, and picked up the pharmacopoeia to continue reading.

There was a knock on the door, and it was pushed open before anyone could answer.

Three guards from the Jun family entered, the leader being a short man with a thick beard but sharp eyes.

He looked around the room. On the table were a pharmacopoeia and tea set. The bed curtains were half-drawn, and he could see Suwen sitting on the edge of the bed, holding an open pharmacopoeia in her hands. Her profile under the oil lamp was cold and desolate.

Fu Qing lay on the bed, the blanket pulled high so that only half of his face was visible, and his official robe was draped on the chair next to the bed.

The bearded man gave a forced, insincere smile and bowed slightly, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"I didn't expect General Fu to be here too... Doctor Su, did you hear any noise outside?"

"I didn't hear it."

Su Wen didn't even look up. "Finished searching?"

The bearded man hesitated for a moment, then said, "I am acting on the orders of the family head..."

"Once the search is over, we'll leave. Fu Qing and I are going to...have a baby. This is very important!" Su Wen turned a page of the pharmacopoeia.

She wasn't good at lying, and she was afraid that the excuse she gave wouldn't be believed by the other person and would arouse suspicion instead. She didn't know why she suddenly thought of this.

The man with the bushy beard twitched at the corner of his mouth, glanced around the room to make sure there was nothing amiss, then bowed slightly and led his men out.

The door closed, and the footsteps faded into the distance.

"I never expected that the man surnamed Fu would be such a womanizer. Having two wives wasn't enough; he's also seduced someone from the Medicine Palace..."

"He's talented and good-looking, isn't that normal..."

"I'm so envious. I wonder when we'll see some gameplay styles that don't rely on character models..."

Hearing the sounds outside the door, Suwen put down the pharmacopoeia and glanced at Fu Qing inside the tent.

Fu Qing peeked out from under the covers and chuckled, "Miss Suwen is too kind. I already have two children, but since Miss Suwen is willing to share this intimate moment with me, I can reluctantly accept it."

Suwen squinted at him, gritting her teeth.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you with one needle!"

Fu Qing blinked and slowly shrank back into the covers.

"My hearing is good, and the people outside haven't left yet. I can't go out today, so please come up quickly!"

Su Wen's face darkened. "You've gone too far!"

Fu Qing rolled out of bed and said seriously, "You misunderstood. You just said you wanted to have a child with me. The Jun family hasn't left and is still suspicious of us. They're eavesdropping to see if what you said is true or false."

As he spoke, Fu Qing pulled the dazed Su Wen onto the bed, took off her shoes and made her lie down, then grabbed the wooden bed with one hand and began to rock it.

"Don't worry, I'm a decent person. This all happened suddenly today. Let me figure out a way to fool them!"

Su Wen lay on the bed, staring blankly at Fu Qing, "What's the use of you doing this? How can you fool anyone..."

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly realized something, and her face gradually turned red, soon even her neck turned red.