Chapter 207: Meeting Xiaoyuer Again, and Daily Life with Lianxing (Bonus chapter for the new deacon)

Qingyutang.

This is the largest medicinal herb shop in the vicinity.

Xiaoyuer is right here.

Having stayed with the divine physician Wan Chunliu since he was small, he is more than familiar with medicinal herbs, and has actually become the head of the medicine warehouse.

He has no need to go to the front counter at all, so he is not afraid of being recognized; he spends his days dispensing prescriptions and checking the warehouse, living a life of leisure.

On this day, Xiaoyuer is lying on a chair, basking in the sun.

The warm sun, shining on his body, makes one want to have a wonderful sleep.

But Xiaoyuer cannot fall asleep.

The doubts in his mind are simply too many.

Of course, the biggest doubt among them is why Hua Wuque wants to kill him, and why the two masters of Yihua Palace refuse to do it themselves.

"That stuck-up guy Yu Liancheng must know a lot of things, but he just refuses to tell me. I heard he is also at the Duan Family; I must find a time to meet him and fish for information." Thinking of Yu Liancheng again, Xiaoyuer immediately gritted his teeth.

Since he started his career, this is the only person he has failed to scheme against, and instead, he has been teased by him repeatedly.

But as it happens, this person has high-level martial arts and has even saved his life once.

Just at this moment, San Guniang has suddenly walked up in front of him, tapped the back of the chair with her dry tobacco pipe, and said, "Hey, get up."

Xiaoyuer laughed: "My name is not 'Hey', or is it that your name is 'Hey', so you think everyone in the world is called 'Hey'?"

This kid has always had a way of infuriating people, not caring at all that San Guniang is his employer and shopkeeper.

San Guniang's eyes widened, and just as she was about to get angry, she suddenly smiled: "You are indeed not called 'Hey', you are called Jiang Xiaoyu, Xiaoyuer."

"What Jiang Xiaoyu, Xiaoyuer, I might as well be Little Cat." Xiaoyuer's expression did not change, but his heart skipped a beat; in order not to let Hua Wuque find any clues, he had never told anyone his name.

San Guniang took out a portrait and looked at it again and again: "Originally, Young Master Yu intended to find this Xiaoyuer to talk about his parents' affairs. Since you are not him, then forget it."

Xiaoyuer immediately felt as if his backside had been pricked by a needle, and he sprang up at once: "What did you say? My parents' affairs?"

San Guniang laughed: "It is Xiaoyuer's parents' affairs, not your parents' affairs."

Xiaoyuer said with a grin: "Although I am not Xiaoyuer, there is no one in the world who understands Xiaoyuer better than me, and no one closer to him than me, so Xiaoyuer's affairs are my affairs, and Xiaoyuer's parents are my parents."

San Guniang could not help but shake her head: "You little brat, glib-tongued. Let's go, come with me to see Young Master Yu. In front of him, you had better be a little more careful."

Xiaoyuer's eyes rolled around and he said: "Young Master Yu? Is it that guy Yu Liancheng?"

San Guniang patted his head: "I told you to be a little more careful when you speak."

……

Xiaoyuer has already met Yu Liancheng.

This guy is sitting on a stool drinking tea, looking just as stuck-up as before, just as arrogant.

Xiaoyuer has been taught a lesson several times, and he still needs to obtain news about his parents from the other party's mouth, so although his eyes rolled quickly, he did not dare to be presumptuous easily.

And behind Yu Liancheng, there stands a black-robed woman with long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a mask with a deadpan expression.

Xiaoyuer noticed that the way this woman looked at him seemed a bit strange, but he could not put his finger on exactly how.

Xiaoyuer cupped his hands with a grin: "Xiaoyuer greets Brother Yu, I hope Brother Yu has been well."

Yu Liancheng glanced at him and also smiled: "You little fish seem to be doing quite well."

Xiaoyuer gave a wry smile and answered honestly: "With that Hua Wuque around, no matter how well I am doing, I still have to Yinxing Maming, like a rat crossing the street."

Yu Liancheng said: "Don't put on that pitiful look; if I were to reveal your relationship with Hua Wuque now, it would only cause you to lose your life for nothing."

"Brother Yu wouldn't be afraid to..." Xiaoyuer was grinning, but seeing Yu Liancheng's gaze sweep over, he hurriedly changed his words: "Brother Yu, you seem to know many things, can you tell me about the issue of my background?"

Yu Liancheng scolded with a laugh: "Little brat, you were abducted by a masked person with high-level martial arts when you were nine, and they told you the secret of your background; do you really think I don't know?"

Xiaoyuer was startled and said: "Brother Yu, could you be that mysterious person? No, that's not right, Brother Yu, you are so young, and that person in black was also a woman."

Yu Liancheng said: "Of course I am not, but I can tell you that what that masked person said was correct; your father Jiang Feng and mother Huayuelu were indeed killed by people from Yihua Palace."

Xiaoyuer asked in confusion: "Why did those two old women want to kill my father and mother..."

The moment the words "old women" were spoken, that strange person wearing the deadpan mask let out a cold snort and turned to leave.

This cold snort was incomparably icy, as if it could freeze a person's entire body. Xiaoyuer could not help but shiver: "Brother Yu, who was that strange person just now..."

"She is a maid I recently took in, her temper is very strange, don't mind her."

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "Back then, your father Jiang Feng was injured and was saved by Yihua Palace Master Yao Yue; she seemed to have a special favor for your father. But your father developed feelings for the palace maid Huayuelu. After your father's wounds healed, he and your mother escaped from Yihua Palace through a secret passage. To avoid the pursuit of Yihua Palace, they did not hesitate to sell their family property to flee, and had someone send a letter to your sworn brother Yan Nantian. This plan could have succeeded, but the news was betrayed to the 'Twelve Zodiacs' and the Yihua Palace Master, so they were intercepted and killed halfway..."

Xiaoyuer's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth: "Who betrayed my father and mother?"

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "You know the name of this person."

Xiaoyuer pondered for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "Could it be a person called 'Jiang Qin'? Back then, Uncle Yan entered the Villain's Valley precisely to find this person."

Yu Liancheng nodded: "Correct, this person was originally your father's page boy. In order to get ahead and for the wealth your father was carrying, he did such a thing."

Xiaoyuer said viciously: "Good for you, Jiang Qin, even if you dig three feet into the ground, I, Xiaoyuer, will dig you out."

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "In reality, Jiang Qin has already changed his name and surname, and has even made quite a name for himself in the Edo, known by others as the 'Jiangnan Hero'. It will not be very easy for you to take revenge."

"What, it's him!" Xiaoyuer's eyes widened; clearly, he had also met Jiang Biehe.

Yu Liancheng suddenly revealed a hint of a smile: "Xiaoyuer, do you want to take revenge on him? I happen to be about to deal with this person, and I need your help."

Xiaoyuer said: "Brother Yu, please speak."

……

Xiaoyuer left very quickly.

Yu Liancheng was still sitting on the stool, drinking tea indifferently.

And the Yihua Palace Master Lianxing, wearing the strange and eerie mask, walked out: "What exactly did you tell Jiang Xiaoyu just now?"

Lianxing had been in the room next door; with her internal energy, no matter how softly Yu Liancheng spoke, she should have been able to hear it clearly. But unfortunately, the other party had used Voice Transmission.

Yu Liancheng picked up his teacup and took a shallow sip: "If you want to know, you can, just hand over the Mingyu Kung."

"In your dreams." Lianxing snorted.

Yu Liancheng looked up at her, his brows furrowing involuntarily: "Why have you put that ugly mask on again? Didn't I tell you not to wear it?"

Lianxing said: "I will wear it if I want to; it is none of your business."

Yu Liancheng shook his head and said: "You are now the one defeated by me; I do not permit you to wear it, so you cannot wear it."

After saying this, he rose to his full height and reached out to grab at Lianxing's face.

This grab was understated and ordinary, possessing neither a fierce, terrifying momentum nor exquisite, peerless variations, as if any ordinary martial artist could execute it.

Yet, Lianxing felt as if she were being enveloped from all directions, with nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

Others might have no way to deal with this move, but she was Fungong Lianxing, one of the top experts in the world today.

One could see a flash of divine light in her eyes as she raised her hand and struck out with a palm. Her crystal-clear, jade-like palm contained an incomparable, astonishing palm force.

Who would have thought that just as the claw and palm were about to clash, Yu Liancheng's arm suddenly folded, dodging Lianxing's fierce palm momentum, and then extended another foot out of thin air to grab at Lianxing's face.

Boom!

Lianxing's palm had already pressed into empty air.

It immediately caused the airflow to surge like tidal waves, and the tables and chairs throughout the entire room swayed as well.

But Yu Liancheng had already retreated, wearing a smile, while holding Lianxing's stiff, ugly mask in his hand.

"You, you go too far..."

Lianxing stamped her foot, her figure sweeping up like clouds and mist as she struck out with another palm.

This palm was struck in a fit of shame and anger, and its power was actually a notch greater than the previous one.

Yu Liancheng, however, stood with his hands behind his back, motionless, letting Lianxing strike him.

Lianxing's expression did not change, and she still struck straight out with her palm.

Her palm, struck with full force, could shatter gold and break jade, split mountains and crack stones, as if it were a trivial matter.

But at the very moment she was about to strike Yu Liancheng, Lianxing's pupils shrank; her palm paused for a split second, and its momentum vanished.

Bang!

This palm landed solidly on Yu Liancheng's chest.

Yu Liancheng's body shook, and the floorboards beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, splashing out in all directions.

At the same time, amidst his loud laughter, he opened his arms and then closed them, actually pulling Lianxing into his embrace, his own True Qi surging out to seal the meridians within Lianxing's body.

"Many thanks to the Second Palace Master for showing mercy; this palm strike was at most four tenths of your power, otherwise how could I have resisted and channeled it into the ground." Yu Liancheng wore a smile, holding Lianxing's exquisite, graceful body, and indeed felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

"You wicked thief, I have fallen for your trick." Lianxing was both ashamed and angry; she was ashamed because this was the first time she had such contact with a man, and angry because she wondered why she could not harden her heart just now.

"Because you are indeed not a heartless woman, and you are indeed a woman who makes one's heart race." Yu Liancheng suddenly lowered his head, kissed Lianxing on her flawless cheek, and turned to leave.

Lianxing's face quickly grew hot, and her body also warmed up; her heart pounded, and she could not help but grit her teeth and stamp her foot: "This bastard, one day, I will make you pay..."

Before she finished speaking, she fell into a daze.

She suddenly realized that for so many years, she too was flesh and blood, not a cold, carved statue.

The loss of six hundred thousand taels of escorted silver was no small matter; it could even be said to have shocked the martial arts world.

The Duan Family had already posted a reward notice: whoever could provide information would be gifted ten thousand taels of silver. And whoever could find the six hundred thousand taels of escorted silver, the Duan Family was willing to offer one hundred thousand taels of silver as a reward.

Wealth moves men's hearts, immediately causing countless people to cast their eyes upon it.

Among those responsible for investigating this matter, two were the most famous. One was the Jiangnan hero Jiang Biehe, and the other was the Sanxiang Martial Arts Alliance Leader Tie Wushuang.

Both of these men had great reputations and influence in the martial arts world, and whoever could accomplish this task would have more face and be even more prestigious.

This was an estate nestled against mountains and water; although it was not as quiet and elegant as Duan Hefei's residence, its atmosphere was even more grand.

In front of the main gate was a plaque with "Tianxiangtang, Dilingzhuang, Zhao" written on it.

It looked very impressive.

And the owner of this estate was none other than the master of Tianxiangtang and Dilingzhuang, Zhao Xiangling.

The name Zhao Xiangling sounded like that of a woman, but in reality, this person was tall and thin, with a horse face, broom-like eyebrows, a hooked nose, high cheekbones, and sharp eyes, possessing great dignity.

Zhao Xiangling was hosting an honored guest.

This honored guest was an old man in a brocade robe with white hair and beard and a ruddy complexion.

Although the smile on the old man's face was amiable, his demeanor naturally carried a kind of dignity and spirit—the unique spirit of someone accustomed to giving orders, which others could never feign.

This person was exactly the man known in the martial arts world as "loving talent as his own life," the Sanxiang Alliance Leader, the old master Tie Wushuang.

Besides Zhao Xiangling and the old master Tie, there were two others accompanying them.

These two were a pair of brothers, both with round faces and fat necks. They both had eyes that squinted when they smiled, both spoke in a slow and deliberate manner, and they actually looked exactly the same.

Zhao Xiangling poured a cup of wine, raised it, and said with a smile: "Old Master Tie, these are the worthy brothers Luo San and Luo Jiu. Although they only debuted in the martial arts world in recent years, as soon as they made their move, they severely wounded the Taihu Seven Evils, then took care of the Qilu Five Tigers, and on Mount Taihang, the two brothers fought the Three Sabers and Eighteen Bandits alone. That battle was fought in a grand and magnificent manner, stirring and heroic."

Tie Wushuang seemed to have worries on his face, but he still forced a smile and said: "Good, good, such friends, this old man must certainly make acquaintance with."

In reality, he had never heard of any Taihu Seven Evils, Qilu Five Tigers, or Three Sabers and Eighteen Bandits.

But as the Sanxiang Alliance Leader, if he did not even have the skill to play along with others' flattery, he would be too unqualified.

Zhao Xiangling looked at Tie Wushuang and sighed: "Old Master Tie, this matter is baffling and complex. And the person who could rob the six hundred thousand taels of escorted silver is definitely not simple. This matter originally had nothing to do with you, perhaps..."

Tie Wushuang said decisively: "Since this old man has already promised to handle this matter, I will never give up halfway. Furthermore, this matter happened in the Sanxiang region, so there is no reason for this old man to stand by and watch."

The two brothers Luo San and Luo Jiu looked at each other, and Luo San said: "May I ask if Estate Master Zhao and Old Master Tie are talking about the robbery of the six hundred thousand taels of escorted silver?"

Zhao Xiangling said: "Correct."

Luo Jiu hesitated and said: "My brother and I have also heard of this matter, and we have a suspect in mind; I do not know if I should say it or not."

"Speak."

This sentence came from the mouth of Tie Wushuang, carrying an indescribable dignity.

Luo San pondered and said: "It is that very famous 'Heavenly Weapon Master' Yu Liancheng; it is said that he is currently a guest at the Zhao Family."

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