Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

"I'm no longer a military master." Zhang Chi looked at Mu Liuyun suspiciously. He didn't know why Mu Liuyun brought him here, but Mu Liuyun asked the blacksmith: "Is the iron gun ready?"

"Of course, you wait." The blacksmith took out an iron gun that was only four feet long from the inside, stretched the barrel of the gun as if by magic, and twisted it to tighten the connection, proudly Show it to Zhang Chi, "In order to shoot this gun, I used all the black gold and black iron that I have treasured for many years. Considering that the little army master has to travel around the rivers and lakes, it is always inconvenient to carry a long gun with him. The barrel of the gun is made stretchable. You can turn the long gun into a short gun by twisting the middle section at ordinary times. When you need to twist the tail here, the gun can be stretched and twisted. It is what the military master usually uses. Carbine. Although the barrel of the gun is hollow, the black iron itself is relatively heavy, and the overall weight is not much different from that of the little military master’s original gun, but it is much stronger."

Mu Liuyun took it over, weighed it, and waved it vigorously twice, nodding in satisfaction: "It looks okay, try it while you're there."

Zhang Chi suddenly became overwhelmed: "This is... a special call for me...?"

"Since I cut off your weapon, I should pay you back." Mu Liuyun said as a matter of course, "I thought so when I came last time. Considering that forging weapons will take some time, I made an appointment in advance. , Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper's craftsmanship is so exquisite."

Zhang Chi looked at Mu Liuyun in surprise: "But...the last time you came here, didn't you still think I was a suspect?"

"Before the matter is cleared up, although I can't make a rash decision, I still don't think you will be the murderer I'm looking for." Mu Liuyun said lightly, "If I guess wrong, at most it's just a shot in vain. That's all."

"Wealthy people are self-willed." The blacksmith looked at the sky and was speechless. The whole gun was made of black gold and black iron, and the cost was as high as hundreds of taels of silver. It is enough for the Qing Palace to receive the money, and there will be no heartache at all.

Zhang Chi didn't think about anything else, he just lowered his head and rubbed the delicate lines on the gun, his face was full of excitement and joy.

"How does it feel?" Mu Liuyun was infected by his undisguised emotions, and smiled a little.

Zhang Chi went outside the shop and waved it twice, and even played a few marksmanship. He sincerely praised: "It's really good, it's very handy."

"So, are you feeling better?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Chi smiled so much that he showed his white teeth, feeling indescribably happy.

Perhaps, he is not without chance.

Even if you work hard to the end, it will be nothing but a daydream, at least before you wake up from the dream, you have to go all out.

***

According to what Zhang Chi said, the martial arts conference at Jinghong Villa will be held in more than half a month, and the owner Qin Wuqi will definitely not be absent at that time, so they just need to arrive at Jinghong Villa before then.

The two left Lingnan and headed north all the way, there was no need to hurry along the way, they just trot along the official road with confidence.

Mu Liuyun was originally a quiet person, but Zhang Chi chatted with him all the way, his mouth basically never stopped, and he kept making him laugh with his witty words.

From childhood to adulthood, Mu Liuyun has never met such a lively person, who can talk to him so many things tirelessly every day without repeating the same thing, and gradually develops a good impression in his heart, even Zhang Chi secretly changed his name and called him directly. He Liuyun, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

That afternoon, Zhang Chi looked up and saw dark clouds in the sky, and as far as he could see, there was only one deserted temple, so he said to Mu Liuyun, "It's going to rain soon, we must It’s because we can’t make it to the town ahead, so let’s just make up for it and sleep here for a night.”

Mu Liuyun nodded, he was used to letting Zhang Chi arrange these matters.

Zhang Chi tied up the horse, and quickly lit a fire in the open space of the temple, and took a square towel and spread it aside, so that Mu Liuyun could have a clean place to sit.

After finishing these things, he saw that although the thunder was rolling outside, the rain seemed to be holding back, and it just didn't seem to be falling, so he couldn't sit still: "I think there should be a lot of barren mountains here Prey, I'll go out and look around, maybe I can get some fresh game, so I don't need to eat dry food at night."

"Okay, don't go too far." Mu Liuyun sat down by the fire to meditate and adjust his breath, watching Zhang Chi go out with a bow and arrow.

There were thunders outside one after another, and after a while, big raindrops began to hit the dilapidated eaves of the ancient temple. Mu Liuyun heard someone stepping on a puddle at the gate of the temple, and thought it was Zhang Chi who had come back, so he resigned. When I opened my eyes, I saw a middle-aged man with a goatee.

When the goatee saw someone in the temple, he hesitated for a moment, but it was raining heavily outside in a blink of an eye, so he had no choice but to enter the temple.

Seeing that Mu Liuyun was wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword, he didn't know what it was, so the goatee cupped his fists and said politely: "This brother, I passed by here to take shelter from the rain. I don't know that brother has already moved in first. Could it be convenient for me to borrow a corner for the rest of the night."

Mu Liuyun glanced at him, and said lightly, "You can do whatever you want."

The goatee smiled and sat down in a corner away from the fire.

Since someone else was there, Mu Liuyun stopped practicing for the time being. He added some firewood to the fire and looked up at the door from time to time.

The rain continued for a while before heavy footsteps could be heard at the door. Zhang Chi, who was drenched in water, came back with a muntjac weighing about [-] kilograms on his shoulder.

When he entered the door, Goatee, who was caught off guard, was startled by him, and then calmed down again.

Zhang Chi gave him a strange look: "Who is this?"

"To shelter from the rain." Mu Liuyun said.

The goatee smiled flatteringly, and shrank low-key in the shadow of the corner, as if he didn't want to deal with them.

Mu Liuyun saw that Zhang Chi was dripping water all the way, so he asked, "You're all soaked, do you want me to help you drive away the cold?"

"No, I'll just warm it up." Zhang Chi took off his shirt, wrung out the water, took out the spare clothes from the package and changed into it, went to the fire and started cleaning up the muntjac, complaining in his mouth. Said: "This guy is too good at running. After being hit by an arrow, he ran out half of the mountain, chasing me to death."

Mu Liuyun couldn't help, so he watched him skillfully peel and cut the meat, and took the cooking utensils and seasoning packets hanging from the saddle, and set up the pot in the spirit of foodie who can eat well Start the soup.

When the pot of broth gradually became fragrant and the sky finally darkened, Zhang Chi was thinking of calling the goatee in the corner to come over for some food when he heard the faint sound of horseshoes coming from far to near outside the door.

The goatee turned pale with fright, stood up and wanted to escape, but in a very short time, the sound of horseshoes and some people yelling at each other had reached the door.He tried to slip away from the gap in the wall again, just as a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the faint figure outside the house.

The entire ruined temple has been surrounded by people.

Several people in coir raincoats and bamboo hats got off their horses and entered the ruined temple aggressively.

Goatee saw that he couldn't escape, so he pulled out the two knives that were a little longer than the palm of his hand, looking desperate, but when the leader of the coir raincoats took off his bamboo hat, Goatee immediately With a face ashen ashes, he said in a trembling voice: "Vendor Master, why don't you let me go?"

"That's interesting, why should I let you go?" The coir raincoat man in the lead chuckled, and his voice was deep and mellow, which was very sweet, "Has no one ever told you that you will be punished if you do something wrong?" .”

A very tall man beside him, saw Mu Liuyun and Zhang Chi sitting by the fire, and said in a deep voice, "Jinghong Villa is doing business, and the idlers wait to avoid it quickly."

As soon as he heard the words "Jinghong Mountain Villa", Mu Liuyun's eyes narrowed dangerously: "Could it be that this temple was opened by your family, the wind blows in as much as the rain, but you can enter but I can't?"

"You...!" The big man stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and was about to make trouble, but the leader stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't cause trouble."

"...Yes." The big man took half a step back, still looking at Mu Liuyun and Zhang Chi with warning eyes.

At this time, the goatee said desperately, "Okay, okay! Qin Wuqi, you forced me to do this!"

As he spoke, he quickly swallowed a pill that had been hidden in his sleeve.

Those men in coir raincoats immediately took a step back as if they were facing an enemy, and they all held their hands on the blades.

"What are you afraid of?" Qin Wuqi said lightly, "The effect of the medicine does not appear so fast, Yin Ci, Xu Changge, you go."

Two people in the coir raincoat came out more and attacked the goatee. Qin Wuqi slowly took off the coir raincoat he was wearing and handed it to the big man beside him. He focused his eyes on the three people in the battle.

Zhang Chi didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, so he whispered to Mu Liuyun: "I didn't expect such a coincidence, he is Qin Wuqi, the owner of Jinghong Villa, and his sword is the famous Youlongjian, which is said to cut iron like mud , I don’t know how it compares to your Zhishui sword.”

Mu Liuyun looked at Qin Wuqi, who was about the same age as him, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed, plump and handsome appearance, with a good-looking appearance, and he spoke in a calm tone, and his movements were calm and calm, revealing that he was in a superior position all the time His self-confidence, the senior brother of the sect leader once commented that this person is a man of dragons and phoenixes, which is not an exaggeration at all.

After just a few glances, Mu Liuyun's eyes were attracted by the people in the battle.

At the beginning, the goatee was struggling under the siege of the two people, and he looked in a state of embarrassment. His short knife was blown away, and his body was soon wounded, but gradually, he seemed to be irritated , let out a hoarse growl in his throat, his eyes were red, and he looked like a madman, his movements became faster and faster, and his internal strength seemed to be much stronger. During the fight, Xu Changge's clothes were torn apart with a flying claw. , a few bloodstains were scratched on his skin, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he might have even scratched off a piece of flesh from the belt.

Seeing that his subordinate was injured, Qin Wuqi finally pulled out the Dragon Sword, and Fei cut off the goatee who was getting more and more crazy.