Chapter 261: Scholar

Chapter 261 The Scholar

"Use this one, the one Senior Changming used back in the day. This sword is fine, cuts iron like mud, I just never got to use it." Li Huowang said to Chun Xiaoman who was holding his own sword.

Chun Xiaoman looked at the long sword in her hand with great surprise, although the sword was somewhat heavy for her, it was still much better than her previous weapon.

"Thank you, Senior Li!"

"Practice your sword more often, although I gave you that bell, don't rely on Master You for everything, after all, inviting him once costs three months of life span, how many three-month periods does a person have in a lifetime."

Chun Xiaoman nodded, she turned around and met Yang Xiaohai who had just entered.

Excited, she unfastened her own sword from her waist and stuffed it into the other party's arms.

"This sword belongs to you from now on, let's go! Go outside to practice the sword!"

The following few days were rare peaceful days, no need to rush against wind and rain, besides eating and drinking they just watched plays, except for the Lu Troupe everyone's somewhat haggard faces improved greatly.

However, after four days, they had to continue on the road, Li Huowang originally wanted to stay a few more days, but the sheep from Qingqiu hadn't eaten enough and started losing weight, if they lost any more they would be gone completely.

Sleeping quilts, and iron pots were all put back onto the ox carts, they began walking towards the prosperous county town mentioned by those wheat harvesters.

"What happened to your face?" Li Huowang asked Lu Zhuangyuan whose right eye was black and purple.

"No... nothing, when I went to the latrine at night, I accidentally fell." Lu Zhuangyuan showed an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Hey, how could that be a fall, he secretly ran to someone else's backstage wanting to steal their techniques, but was caught by their troupe master, and got beaten by them."

Gouwa's words made Lu Banmaster lose face, but he still argued. "I... I... wasn't stealing techniques, I just went to take a look."

Obviously this statement, even he himself didn't believe it.

To change the subject, Lu Zhuangyuan immediately sold out his own son.

"Little Daoist Master, regarding that matter with the Scholar boy, I already know about it, I have scolded him severely, you are a big man with capacity, don't hold it against him."

"What matter?" After a brief confusion, Li Huowang immediately knew what the other party was talking about.

"Oh, you mean the apprenticeship matter? It's fine, I forgot about it long ago."

"My supernatural power really can't be taught to others, if it could be taught, wouldn't I have taught my other senior and junior brothers long ago? Then I would have several more helpers by my side."

"That's good, that's good." Lu Zhuangyuan hunched his back, smiling constantly nodding beside Li Huowang.

"Lu Banmaster, did those wheat harvesters say how long it takes from this village to the county town?"

"About a four-day journey."

Li Huowang nodded, his steps underfoot quickened a bit, thinking inwardly: "Hopefully this county town is big enough, to buy a map marked with Ox Heart Mountain."

Li Huowang really wanted to arrive immediately, but this road always has to be walked step by step, especially since they are using ox carts here, although ox carts have strong load capacity, in terms of speed forget horse carts, even donkey carts can't compare.

Sunset descended, ox carts and sheep formed a wall, while others were inside the wall, starting to finish dinner.

Today they ate corn flour shaved noodles, Yang Xiaohai whose height had increased some skillfully kneaded the dough into a ball, left hand holding the knife, right hand holding the dough.

Cold light danced, strips of shaved noodles were shaved into the rolling pot, during this period, sword technique didn't yield much results, but knife skills were getting better and better.

When some tender bamboo shoots picked from the bamboo forest were cut off and thrown in, a bowl of bamboo shoot mutton fat shaved noodles was ready.

"Junior Brother Yang, your skills are really getting better and better, tomorrow, you can go be a chef." After Gouwa finished speaking, he and Hong'er beside him each scooped a bowl of noodles and walked towards the ox cart.

The two hadn't reached the place yet, feeding each other, eating happily.

With a big bump on his head knocked out by his father's tobacco pipe, Lu Xiucai held a bowl coming to the pot edge, angrily scooping shaved noodles. "What's so special about this, wait until my father buys the theater..."

"Brother Scholar, what are you saying?"

Lu Xiucai looked up at the speaking Yang Xiaohai, and the round-faced woman standing behind him, cold-faced holding the bowl and walking back.

After finishing the meal there was no activity, everyone went to sleep early, tonight the first half of the night was Lu Xiucai and his brother keeping watch together.

The first half of the night Li Huowang slept well, but just when it was about to reach the third watch, he was woken up by a wave of killing intent.

Pulling open the quilt, stuffing the White Spirit Miao in his arms inside, Li Huowang flipped over and reached for the weapons placed on the ox cart.

However of the two swords he only felt the copper coin sword, that Purple Tassel Sword given by the Abbess was actually missing!

"Yaowazi!! What are you doing! Put down the sword quickly!" Lu Zhuangyuan's shout woke everyone up.

Li Huowang immediately turned his head and rushed towards the bonfire direction, finally amidst the Lu Troupe's encirclement, he saw his weapon.

At that moment the Purple Tassel Sword was being grabbed in Lu Xiucai's hands, he obviously couldn't withstand the killing intent on this sword, body involuntarily leaning backward continuously, and expression grotesque inhaling air.

Panicked Lu Zhuangyuan, approached Li Huowang's side, fearfully saying: "Little Daoist Master, what's wrong? How did Yaowazi become like this?"

"Hahaha! I have supernatural powers! I can kill whoever I want!" Lu Xiucai began laughing wildly.

When seeing Li Huowang was walking towards himself, Lu Xiucai subconsciously pointed the sword tip towards his body.

Li Huowang gripped with one hand directly catching the sword blade, then raised his right foot, kicking directly into the youth's soft stomach.

"Ugh~!" Lu Xiucai knelt on the ground clutching his stomach, vomiting out all the bamboo shoot shaved noodles he ate tonight.

Reinserting the sword into the scabbard, Li Huowang looked at his own flesh-tearing palm, casually shook off blood then said to Lu Xiucai: "I say it again, I have no supernatural powers, I can't teach you either, this is the first time and the last time, if there is a next time, you just leave."

"Why won't you teach me! Why can Gouwa do it! I can't! I also want to be a master! I don't want to be a mortal!"

"Really when you possess it, you won't think like this, if I could choose, I want to become a normal person like you."

"Stop gathering to watch, go back to sleep, tomorrow we still have to continue the journey."

After dealing with this trivial interlude, Li Huowang turned and left carrying the Purple Tassel Sword in hand.

Seeing everything was over, Lu Zhuangyuan draped in clothes and his eldest son, hurriedly rushed towards Lu Xiucai's side.

"Look what stupid thing you did! Still lying on the ground what for! Get up quickly!"

Just as he reached out to pull Lu Xiucai, attempting to drag him up from the ground, Lu Xiucai slapped Lu Zhuangyuan dumbfounded with a reverse hand.

"Old bones, get away from me! Don't bother with my business!"

The matter of that night did not pass, when Li Huowang got up the next day, he saw Lu Xiucai being hung upside down on a tree, being whipped by Lu Zhuangyuan with a vine whip.

But even though his face was covered in raised bloody marks from whipping, Lu Xiucai still refused to admit defeat, cursing loudly at his father and his eldest brother.

"Ahhh! You wait, dare to hit me! Have the guts kill me, otherwise I'll kill you all!! Ahhh!!"

(End of Chapter)