Between Water and Clouds (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

The first story

Chapter 1 Discovery

"Mom, Brother Yang is not practicing martial arts properly again. He is just writing poetry there." A girl in purple clothes half-lying in the arms of a young and beautiful woman, with her face pressed against the woman's waist, said coquettishly.

The beautiful woman had a high nose, small red lips, and two faint eyebrows that set off her gentle eyes. She was wearing a light yellow silk shirt and a layer of translucent gauze on her shoulders, and was sitting on a mahogany chair. She patted the girl's head lovingly, raised her eyebrows, and said softly, "What's wrong? Did Shi Yuan make you angry again? You are not a child anymore, don't always pester him. If you really like him, I will make an agreement with your father to marry you to him, what do you think? Ling'er, it's time for you to get married."

The girl called Ling'er raised her head quickly and sat on the beautiful woman's lap. Her fair face flushed red, and her bright eyes were wide open. She looked about 70% similar to the beautiful woman. She raised her lips slightly and said, "Who wants to marry him?" Then, she buried her head in the beautiful woman's full breasts and rubbed them, saying coquettishly, "Mom..., I'm still young. I want to stay with you and dad more and be filial to you. Let's talk about this later."

The beautiful woman gently lifted her left sleeve and placed it on her lips. She laughed softly twice and said, "What about a few years later? Can we talk about this?"

"Mother, you are making fun of me, you are making fun of me. I won't agree, I won't agree." Ling'er said shyly.

The beautiful woman stood up and said to the little girl beside her, "Let's go see your brother Yang."

When you push open the door, you can see a light mountain mist entwining the entire house. The house is located on a small hillside. There are nine rooms in the house. A winding path in front of the house in the middle leads to the main gate of the house. Both sides of the path are planted with various exotic flowers and plants. A breeze blows, and the whole garden is fragrant. The rolling mountains lie not far from the room on the left, and behind the room is a slightly sloping grassland. The room on the far right is next to a winding stream. If you listen carefully, you can hear the gurgling sound of the stream. The entire house is surrounded by dense forests except for the east side, and a not-so-wide mountain road in front of the main gate seems to lead down the mountain.

How could such a fairyland surrounded by mountains and water not have a resounding reputation? This place is called Shuiyunjian, and is the residence of the famous landscape poetry school in the world.

The founder of the landscape poetry school is said to be a descendant of the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran (Meng Haoran: a famous poet in ancient China and a representative figure of the landscape poetry school in the Tang Dynasty). Although the landscape poetry school has always been sparsely populated, there are always one or two outstanding disciples in each generation who stand at the top of the entire school. When Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang launched his rebellion against the Yuan Dynasty and Emperor Chengzu Zhu Di led his army in the Jingnan Campaign, the fourth-generation disciple of the landscape poetry school, Meng Zhaoyan, followed the Wudang Taoist Sanfeng and made many contributions to the two emperors, thus establishing the landscape poetry school's prosperous status in the world.

The beautiful woman was none other than the wife of Shui Yunlong Meng Zheng, the head of the school of landscape poetry. She was known in the martial arts world as Zeng Wanrou, who was as gentle as water and as wieldy as a sword. The purple-clothed girl beside her was her only beloved daughter, Meng Ling.

Zeng Wanrou gently took Ling'er's hand with her left hand and walked towards the grass behind the house.

But a clear and loud voice sounded:

The journey is long and full of wind and rain. A brave man has nothing to worry about; a smile can dispel all his sorrows.

A blue figure moved in response, dancing with the wind, "Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh." The shadow of a sword flashed by, leaving deep footprints on the grass.

"Brother Yang, you are practicing well. What kind of sword technique is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Ling'er came to her senses and said to her mother, "Mother..., you are so biased. You only teach Brother Yang but not me. I think mother likes Brother Yang more."

Wanrou blushed, turned her head away, and quickly spat, "Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about? I'll tear your mouth apart next time." Then, she couldn't help but secretly glance at the man in blue again, and her face became even redder.

The man in blue stood firm. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He stood tall and straight. His long hair was tied in a bun on his head, revealing a pair of big ears. His immature face had a scholarly air and a few drops of sweat hung on it. What a handsome and elegant young man.

Ling'er ran forward, took out a small handkerchief full of fragrance from her bosom, and carefully wiped the sweat off the blue-clothed man's face. She said with a distressed look, "Brother Yang, there's no need to be so hard in practicing martial arts. Your martial arts skills are already very high."

Wanrou managed to calm herself down and said, "Shiyuan, your swordsmanship is indeed very advanced. The only thing you lack is a little bit of internal strength. But you must not be proud and complacent. You must know that learning never ends. Your current achievements are just the beginning in the eyes of true masters."

After hearing this, Yang Shiyuan quickly said, "Yes, Master's wife, I will remember this."

Then, Wanrou explained to Ling'er, "Silly girl, your brother Yang's swordsmanship was created based on his own poems."

Ling Er was surprised and asked, "What? Create your own sword technique?"

"Yes, back then, when our ancestor gave up writing and took up arms to protect the Song Dynasty and resist the Yuan Dynasty, it is said that he learned the way of swordsmanship from a poem and created the Qingfeng Sword Technique."

Ling'er walked up to Wanrou and said, "But how old is Brother Yang? How can he create his own sword technique?"

Wanrou patiently explained, "When the Grandmaster created the Qingfeng Sword Technique, he was only a few years older than Shiyuan. Your brother Yang has been learning swordsmanship since he was a child, and he is also very intelligent, so of course he can create his own sword technique."

Ling'er looked at Yang Shiyuan with admiration and said, "Brother Yang, you are so awesome."

Yang Shiyuan smiled slightly and started practicing sword again.

"Ling'er, let's not disturb your brother Yang from practicing sword. Let's go. Shiyuan, come to my room after you finish practicing sword." Wanrou reminded before leaving.

In the evening.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"Come in."

Yang Shiyuan gently pushed open the door of his master's wife's room, and a charming fragrance of a woman hit his nose, and Yang Shiyuan couldn't help feeling flustered.

Yang Shiyuan calmed down and said, "I wonder what Master's Wife wants to talk to me about?"

Wanrou said, "Shiyuan, you are the most talented among your peers. The rise and fall of the Shanshui Poetry School depends on you. Besides, our Meng and Yang families are old friends. I... I am also looking forward to your success."

Wanrou paused here, bit her lips secretly with her pearly teeth, her pretty face was covered with a layer of sweat, and she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself. There was silence in the room, and gradually, Yang Shiyuan seemed to look embarrassed. The atmosphere in the room seemed to become weird all of a sudden. The only sounds in the room were Wanrou's pounding heartbeat and Yang Shiyuan's increasingly heavy breathing. Finally, Wanrou gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and said, "Shiyuan, you are still... still young, and some of your ideas are immature, but no matter what, I... I am also your master's wife, and Ling'er's... mother. Ling'er will be with you in the future... You... You have to take care of yourself... Don't... Don't think about any... unconventional ways." Wanrou's voice gradually became softer, and by the end, it was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Wanrou lowered her head to organize her thoughts, and her voice became louder again: "Shiyuan, you haven't been going to morning exercises recently. This has a very bad influence. After all, you are the third senior brother in the sect. If you take the lead in being lazy, how can the junior brothers and sisters below work hard?"

"Shiyuan knows he is wrong. Shiyuan will definitely go tomorrow." Yang Shiyuan said hurriedly.

Wanrou's face had returned to calm. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, go away. Go back and think carefully about what I said to you today."

Yang Shiyuan greeted Wanrou and left.

"Master's wife is acting so strange today. What happened? What did I do wrong?" Shi Yuan muttered to himself as he walked along the garden path, confused.

not good! ! ! ! Shi Yuan suddenly remembered something, cried out inwardly, and ran to his room.

All I heard was a door opening hastily, followed by the sound of someone rummaging through boxes. After a while, peace returned to Yang Shiyuan's room, but Shiyuan was seen slumped in front of the bookcase, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, his face flushed, and secretly groaning in his heart.

It turned out that the bookcase contained some poems written by Shi Yuan in his spare time, many of which revealed his admiration for Junior Sister Ling'er, Junior Sister Wanrou and his other two fellow sisters.

In the corner of the bookcase there is a painting of four beauties by Shi Yuan. In the painting, the four beauties are admiring a garden scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. They have different postures and charming expressions. They are still the four women that Shi Yuan loves. There are a few small words in the upper left corner of the picture of the four beauties: With these four beauties accompanying you, what else can you ask for in life?

Shi Yuan thought to himself, "This is really bad. These things clearly show signs of being rummaged through. Most likely, Master's Wife discovered them. What should I do? No wonder Master's Wife acted so strangely today. If this gets out, my Third Senior Brother will never be able to stay in Shuiyunjian again."

"Master, Master. Are you there? Your door is not closed." At this moment, a clear and moving voice came from outside the room.

Upon hearing the voice, Shi Yuan hurriedly lowered his head to put away the calligraphy and paintings, and for a moment he was a little flustered.

"Don't come in, I'm not ready yet, don't come in." Yang Shiyuan said panicked.

"Master, is there anything I can help you with? I'm coming in." The girl's voice came into Shi Yuan's ears along with the sound of approaching footsteps.

Yang Shiyuan looked up quickly and saw a girl of eighteen or nineteen in green clothes appeared in front of him. She had two twists on her hair, her big eyes were twinkling, and her red lips were slightly raised, as if she was trying hard to hold back a smile.

"Young master, don't hide it anymore. My master's wife and I saw the treasure you hid that day." The green girl smiled.

Yang Shiyuan blushed and said, "How is it possible? Master's wife wouldn't peek at my things, Sister Xin'er, what's going on?"

The girl named Xin'er said, "It's not the young master's fault. Who told you not to put your things away properly? That day, your treasures fell out of the bookcase and were seen by me and my master's wife. We wanted to help you sort them out, but... we didn't expect..."

When Xin'er said this, her face couldn't help but blush, and she continued, "Young Master is so bad, he just wrote nonsense, and even... he drew a picture of four beauties, and drew... me in it. You don't know how angry Master's wife was at that time, she also kept scolding you for being a little pervert and a little lecher."

Even though Yang Shiyuan was very thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed at this moment. He whispered, "Good sister, good sister, good heart, please don't say anything more."

"Puchi" Xin'er couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw Shi Yuan begging for mercy. When Shi Yuan heard the laughter, he was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Xin Er didn't want Shi Yuan to continue to be embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Master, I'm leaving." She had just walked out of the door a few steps, but she ran back and stood at Shi Yuan's door, saying, "Master, don't worry, I don't think Master's wife is really angry, she likes you very much."

When Shi Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "What about you? Are you angry?"

Xin'er's pretty face fainted when she heard this, and she whispered, "I'm not angry either. I will... naturally serve the young master for the rest of my life." Then, she seemed to remember something and her face darkened. "But the young master hasn't avenged his great hatred yet, so how can he only care about his children's personal affairs?" After saying that, she turned around quickly and ran out.

That night, Yang Shiyuan lay in bed, thinking about this and that, tossing and turning, and finally fell asleep at three o'clock in the morning.

While he was half asleep, Yang Shiyuan seemed to feel something rubbing his erect penis. He half-closed his eyes and opened them, only to see his usually dignified and elegant mistress curled up in front of Shiyuan's bed, revealing her snow-white and round buttocks. She looked at Shiyuan's thick and long penis with a charming look she had never seen before, and smiled coquettishly, "It's so thick, and it's a lovely pink color."

Yang Shiyuan immediately came to his senses and asked hurriedly, "Master's Wife, what are you doing?"

Wanrou chuckled and said, "Little pervert, don't you like me very much? Don't call me Master's Wife today, just call me Sister Rou. Ling'er and I both like you very much, why don't we marry you together?"

Yang Shiyuan said, "I really like you two, but how can a mother and a daughter share the same husband? Besides, what should the master do? Ah..., Master's wife, please don't do this."

Wanrou increased the speed of friction in her hands, causing the already thick penis to become even more extremely erect, revealing its hideous true face and opening its mouth as if to bite.

Wanrou's eyes revealed an infatuated look, and she was somewhat afraid of its enormity. There was a hint of shyness in her frightened gaze, which was the inevitable expression of a conquered person.

Wanrou gazed at the penis in adoration. She lay on the bed with her hips raised. She clasped the base of the penis with both hands. She slightly opened her red lips, stuck out her small tongue, and sprayed the fragrance that had been held in her mouth onto the penis. Then, she licked the crown of the penis tentatively, and hurriedly left. She raised her head, looked at Shiyuan's reaction gently, and said softly, "Do you like it?" Seeing Shiyuan's intoxicated expression, Wanrou slowly put down her uneasy mood: It turns out that he also likes me to do this.

Wanrou stuck out her red tongue again and licked the groove of the jade penis. The plump body of a mature woman swayed slightly from side to side with the movement of her head. Then, Wanrou opened her cherry mouth as wide as she could and swallowed the entire head of the jade penis into her mouth with great effort.

Shi Yuan had never experienced such stimulation before, and the gentle beauty in front of him was the noble and pure goddess in his heart. Suddenly, a tingling sensation came from his waist, and Shi Yuan ejaculated the male semen that had accumulated for 16 years. Then, he fell asleep tiredly again.

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Chapter 2 Facial

Early the next morning, the sun was still only half hanging in the sky, emitting a faint red glow, but it had already dyed the white clouds beside it golden.

"Knock, knock, young master, it's time to get up." There was a rapid knock on the door, and then Xin'er, wearing a light blue silk dress, opened the door and walked into Shi Yuan's room.

I saw Shi Yuan lying on his side on the bed, snoring with a slight smile on his face. He seemed to be still dreaming, and he didn't even notice that Xin'er had entered his room.

"Ah~ Master, why are you still sleeping? It's already so late." Xin'er walked quickly to Shi Yuan's bed and woke him up, saying, "Didn't you promise Master's Wife that you would go for morning exercises today? Now the time is almost up. If you don't get up, Master's Wife will be angry again."

Shi Yuan was in a daze and dizzy at this time, but when he heard the word "Master's Wife", he suddenly woke up, quickly threw off the quilt and climbed up.

"Ah, what's going on." Standing beside the bed, Shi Yuan felt a cool and wet sensation between his legs and couldn't help but scream.

Xin'er lowered her head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a wet mark on Shi Yuan's white pajamas, which were tightly stuck to the base of Shi Yuan's thighs. Then, a strange fishy smell peculiar to men came into Xin'er's nose. The girl couldn't help feeling dizzy when she smelled it for the first time.

Shi Yuan stood there awkwardly. Having read banned books before and having some knowledge of medicine, he naturally knew what this was. He stole a glance at Xin'er, but saw that she had her head down, staring at the sticky substance with an absent-minded look. He wondered what she was thinking about. "She must have discovered it." When Shi Yuan thought of this, his face turned red and he was at a loss.

Xin'er came back to her senses. Although she didn't know what this thing was, she vaguely knew that it was wrong to see this thing. She raised her head and saw Shi Yuan stealing glances at her. She was shocked: Could it be that the young master had seen all her ugly behavior when she was distracted before? Thinking of this, her heart was filled with ripples and she quickly spoke loudly to cover up her previous gaffe: "Master, what is this dirty stuff that is leaking out? Or... let's change it quickly. Let's go quickly. We're almost late for morning exercise." After saying that, Xin'er suppressed the shame in her heart and ran out quickly.

After a while, Xin'er and Shi Yuanzheng each used their Qinggong skills to drive quickly towards the grass in the backyard. Suddenly, Xin'er felt a slightly wet big hand grab her small left hand, and heard a soft voice in her ear: "Good sister, please don't tell anyone about what happened today, okay?"

Xin'er couldn't talk and maintain her speed at the same time like Shiyuan did, so she could only nod and look up. She felt that the person behind her was obviously relieved, and his steps seemed to be much lighter. He gradually caught up and walked side by side with her.

Only then did Xin'er realize that Shi Yuan was still holding her hand. Her heart was moved. Her girlish modesty made her want to pull her hand away and shake Shi Yuan off, but she couldn't bear it and had to let Shi Yuan hold her hand and run towards the grass.

The two of them arrived at the grassy area in the back garden. All the disciples had already arrived, and Wanrou was patiently instructing the disciples on their martial arts skills.

Ling'er was sharp-eyed and saw Yang Shiyuan and Xin'er first. She said sweetly, "Brother Yang, Sister Xin'er, why did you come just now..." Suddenly, Ling'er saw that the two of them came hand in hand. Her voice immediately became hoarse, her pupils shrank, and she pouted and said, "Mother, look at what time it is, why did Senior Brother Shiyuan come just now? Mother, you should punish him."

Wanrou saw the two people coming together, and suddenly a wave of resentment flowed in her chest. She said with a stern face: "Yang Shiyuan, Li Xin'er, do you know that a country has its own laws and a family has its own rules? Morning exercise is one of the compulsory courses of the Shanshui Poetry School. How can you be late? Do you know that the whole school has wasted a lot of time waiting for you two? Especially Shiyuan, it was wrong for him not to come to morning exercise for the past few days. Today, he came so late again. Shiyuan, don't take advantage of the fact that your master and I spoil you and do whatever you want. Ling'er is right, I will punish you two."

When Shi Yuan and Xin'er heard this, they lowered their heads in fear. Xin'er was so frightened that she quickly pulled back her left hand from Shi Yuan's hand, put both hands together in front of her body, and rubbed them continuously.

Wanrou felt a little relieved when she saw the two of them separate their hands, but she couldn't help but be secretly shocked: What happened to me today? Why did I lose my composure like this? In the past, even if Shiyuan didn’t come for morning exercises, I wouldn’t be angry because he didn’t need to participate in any morning exercises. And Xin'er must have been late in order to wake up Shiyuan. This was not the first or second time that happened, and I never got angry. Could it be that I was angry because they came here holding hands? When Wanrou thought of this, her pretty face turned red, and she became more certain of her thoughts.

Shi Yuan mustered up his courage, raised his head, looked straight at his master's wife, and prepared to take the responsibility alone. However, he happened to see the shy look of his master's wife's little daughter. He immediately remembered the beautiful dream he had last night. His heart was moved, and he turned his red head away, not daring to look at his master's wife.

Shi Yuan said, "Senior Sister Xin'er was late because she wanted to wake me up. The fault lies with me alone. I am willing to take the responsibility alone."

Xin'er said quickly, "Master's wife, I was not able to go to Junior Brother's room earlier to call him. I am also at fault. I hope Master's wife will not blame Junior Brother alone."

Wanrou heard that both of them were willing to take the blame for each other, and her anger, which had been slightly calmed, was rekindled. At this time, she heard Ling'er's muffled humming sound, which made her even more irritated. She couldn't help but speak loudly: "Xin'er, Shiyuan, each of you go back to your room and copy the sect rules fifty times, and hand them in to my room at noon. Shiyuan, after you finish copying, go to Yunshui Lake to reflect on your mistakes for three days. You are too unreasonable."

It was the first time for the disciples to see their master's wife get angry, and it was also the first time to see the usually gentle and graceful master's wife punishing her disciples. They were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe. Those disciples who originally wanted to say a few good words for Shi Yuan and Xin'er also shut their mouths in time.

Wanrou became more and more anxious when she saw that all the disciples in the sect were looking at her with surprise and fear. She no longer had the heart to stay there any longer and just wanted to go back to her room as soon as possible to clear her mind. So, she looked around and announced, "Okay, it's getting late, let's stop here for today and go home."

Shi Yuan hung his head and walked back to the room slowly and listlessly. When Ling'er saw Shi Yuan's dazed look, she couldn't help but blame herself for stirring up trouble and adding fuel to the fire. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She sighed and went back to her room with mixed feelings.

Wanrou hurried back to the room, closed the door, sat on the sandalwood chair, raised her left hand, slightly supported her cheek, and slowly sorted out her thoughts.

Wanrou thought to herself, "What is my attitude towards Shiyuan? Do I really like him? No, no, I absolutely can't. Shiyuan is my junior and I am a married woman. How can I think like this? Where does that leave my husband? Besides, Ling'er likes Shiyuan so much, could it be that she really wants to be like in Shiyuan's painting, with mother and daughter sharing the same husband?" When Wanrou thought of this, a blush appeared on her face. She spat and cursed herself for having wild thoughts and being shameless. She couldn't help but feel sad, and slightly blamed Meng Zheng for not being considerate of his wife and thinking only about finding the heirloom in that sect all day long.

After a while, Wanrou came back to her senses from her self-blame and saw a few rays of sunlight shining into the house. She looked up and saw that the sun was shining outside.

Today is another sunny day. Wanrou thought to herself. Suddenly, her expression became extremely gentle, as if she remembered something: that day seemed to be a sunny day. At that time, Shi Yuan was just a young boy. After that, my mood changed. I seemed to have a special feeling towards Shi Yuan and I could no longer act like an elder...

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"Master's wife is really something, it's not a big deal, and the fault is not my sister's, why did she punish you too?"

In Xin'er's room stood a bright young girl, in a red silk shirt and a black petticoat. Her whole body was surrounded by a sea of ​​red, and her every move showed the vitality of youth.

Xin'er stopped writing with the brush in her hand and said, "Qian'er, don't say that. We did make a mistake this time. It's okay for me, but the young master..."

The young girl interrupted Xin'er impatiently and said, "Sister, you only have your young master in your heart and protect him everywhere. It's obviously him who caused the trouble this time."

Xin'er said softly, "Qian'er, you don't understand the situation..." At this point, two red clouds appeared on Xin'er's face, and she changed the subject and said, "Sister is not the same, in fact, you like the young master very much too."

Qian'er said hurriedly, "Bah, who is the same as you, that shameless scoundrel." Qian'er couldn't help laughing when she said this, "I can't help but quarrel with him when I see him, how can I like him?" Then, Qian'er looked around and said mysteriously, "I see, Master's wife has fallen in love with Shi Yuan."

Xin'er's eyes widened instantly, and Qian'er was so scared that she dared not say anything more. Xin'er's face turned serious and she said in a serious tone: "Junior Sister Qian, why are you so worldly like others?"

Qian'er lowered her head, her jade fingers tightly grasping the hem of her clothes, then she raised her delicate head, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and she said to Xin'er: "Sister, you don't know, there are rumors in the party: the relationship between the master and the mistress is not good."

Xin'er said, "Don't listen to those people's gossip. Master and his wife treat each other like guests. I haven't seen them quarrel once in ten years. How can their relationship be bad?"

Qian'er said, "This is the problem. How can a couple never quarrel? How can a couple treat each other like guests? You have also noticed that the way the master looks at the master's wife is not right. It seems that he does not regard her as a woman."

Seeing Xin'er was silent, Qian'er continued, "Maybe it's because Master's Wife is too good. She is much better than Master in every aspect." Qian'er paused for a moment, her words full of confidence, and she said, "Besides, Master seems to be very afraid of seeing Master's Wife and has been hiding from her. Otherwise, how come we can't see him all this time?"

Xin'er lowered her head and thought for a while. Then, she raised her hand, smoothed her hair, and said, "What you said makes some sense, but how can we, as the younger generation, make random guesses? Well, don't think about it. I believe that even if the master's wife and the young master really love each other, they will definitely not do anything against morality."

Qian'er's eyebrows flashed with a hint of sadness: "Yes, there are always many helpless things in life. Even if two people really love each other in their hearts, they may not be able to be together."

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Yunshui Lake has clear green water that ripples in the wind. The lake is dotted with reeds and small sandbanks, which embellish the slightly monotonous lake surface. Under the setting sun, looking around, the water in Yunshui Lake is connected to the sky, the sky is connected to the water, and there is golden light everywhere, which reminds people of the saying: "This lake only exists in the sky." The name of Yunshui Lake probably comes from this.

"It's so beautiful." A heroic young man was standing in front of a small wooden house by the lake. He was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and couldn't help but sigh.

Shi Yuan looked at the amazing sight of the sky and water meeting at sunset, and his mood improved a lot. He turned and walked towards the cottage. Shi Yuan walked to the door, reached out and gently pushed it. With a "creak", the door opened.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Shi Yuan was shocked. He saw a quilt hanging horizontally in the middle of his eyes, dividing the room into two halves. The furnishings in the room were simple, but extremely clean. Someone must come to clean this house often.

"This is exactly the same as it was then. She hasn't forgotten, she hasn't forgotten." Shi Yuan couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart and shouted loudly. He seemed to be back at the Yunshui Lake two years ago.

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At that time, Shi Yuan was only 14 years old, but his martial arts skills had already reached a high level, and no one in the younger generation of the sect could match him.

"Shiyuan, do you know why Master's wife came here with you?" Wanrou then was the same as she is now, a perfect blend of gentleness and maturity.

"Shi Yuan doesn't know." Shi Yuan said.

"Shi Yuan, your martial arts have already reached the innate realm. In a few years, there will be few rivals in the world. It's really not easy for you to be able to do this at such a young age." Wan Rou praised, but then she changed the subject and said, "But you should also know that there are many masters in the world, and there are always people better than you. It is inevitable to be proud and complacent if you have achieved great success in martial arts at a young age. Shi Yuan, if you have this mentality, your martial arts will stagnate and you will never be able to improve.

"Shi Yuan knows."

Wanrou said, "Shiyuan, let's have a competition to see how advanced your martial arts skills are."

Shi Yuan was overjoyed. He knew that the name Fuyun Yijian in the martial arts world was not called that for nothing. For Shi Yuan, who lacked practical experience, being able to fight with such a master was the luckiest thing that could happen.

Suddenly, the sound of steel swords clashing could be heard by the shore of Shuiyun Lake.

"Shi Yuan, if you give in again, this competition will be meaningless."

"Yes, Master's wife, I will definitely try my best this time."

"Ding ding dong dong." The two men fought back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, they had been fighting for more than a hundred moves. Shi Yuan only used a set of Soft Water Sword Technique from beginning to end. This set of sword technique, which is famous for its defense, was even more airtight in Shi Yuan's hands, without any flaws.

Wanrou tried several sets of sword techniques but still couldn't break through Shi Yuan's defense. She was sweating and panting. Wanrou became more and more frightened as the fight went on, and she thought to herself, "I didn't expect his martial arts skills to be so advanced." She then thought, "If I can't defeat him today, then what's the point of what I said before?" She opened her lips slightly, clenched her teeth, and finally used her best Floating Cloud sword technique.

Shi Yuan's expression suddenly became solemn, and the two of them gradually forgot that this was just a competition between master and disciple, and each of them tried their best. Wanrou used the Blue Sky and White Clouds move, and in an instant, sword shadows appeared all around and surrounded Shi Yuan. Shi Yuan was in a panic, and hurriedly jumped up to block, dodged left and right, and finally avoided the move, but saw Wanrou's sword stabbing into his chest.

"The Floating Cloud Sword really lives up to its reputation." These words flashed through Shi Yuan's mind, but he was unable to avoid it. He just instinctively turned sideways and stretched out his left leg to kick Wanrou. Wanrou saw that Shi Yuan had no way out and was bound to lose, so she naturally stopped in a hurry and her sword stopped at Shi Yuan's chest.

At this moment, Wanrou heard a "whoosh" sound in her ears. It turned out that while Wanrou stopped, Shiyuan's left foot had already swung up quickly and kicked Wanrou in the waist. Fortunately, Shiyuan took his master's wife into consideration and did not use any hidden force in this kick, so Wanrou did not suffer any serious internal injuries. With a scream of "Ah", Wanrou's body flew high up, and then fell into the Yunshui Lake with a "splash".

When Na Shiyuan saw this shocking scene, he was already stunned and at a loss. For a moment, his mind was in chaos and he fell into deep self-blame.

"Help... Shiyuan... Help." Wanrou was choked by the lake water several times and felt dizzy. She desperately slapped the water with her hands, but it was of no use.

When Shi Yuan heard the cry for help, he suddenly remembered that his master's wife could not swim. He shouted, "Master's wife," and immediately took off his clothes and jumped into the water.

Shi Yuan rushed forward like a tiger descending from a mountain. In the blink of an eye, he had already swam close behind Master's Wife. He stretched out his left hand and tightly wrapped it around Master's Wife's lower chest from the left side. He hugged Master's Wife tightly and said, "Master's Wife, don't panic. Don't move now. Leave everything to me."

After all, Wanrou had experienced a life amidst swords and sabers, so she gradually calmed down. When she was somewhat composed, she found that her breasts were pressed tightly by Shiyuan, and her body was clinging to the almost naked Shiyuan in an extremely indecent posture. She originally wanted to ask Shi Yuan to circle his waist instead, but she always found it difficult to say it. As she thought about it, she was not only very embarrassed, but in the end she said nothing and just let Shi Yuan drag her ashore.

In the small wooden house by the lake, the fire gradually flickered. A quilt was hung across the house, and the house was divided into two parts, east and west. Shi Yuan smelled the woman's unique and rich body fragrance, thinking about the exquisite naked figure of his master's wife across the quilt, his mind had already flown away in a cloud of confusion. Wanrou was sitting there naked, looking dazed. The smell of the young boy's body odor filled her nose, making her even more flustered.

There was complete silence in the cabin, and both of them seemed to have their mouths tightly shut, unwilling to speak. A sense of lust was secretly growing in the room and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Wanrou suddenly said, "Shiyuan, you...this...this is not your fault. You and I both have too little practical experience. What happened today is a secret between the two of us. Don't tell anyone else. You...just forget about it. This way, it will be good for both you and me." By the end of her speech, Wanrou's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Shi Yuan had never heard Wanrou's gentle voice before. When he heard it for the first time, he couldn't help but be intoxicated by it and couldn't extricate himself. He just answered unconsciously, "Yeah," and recalled Wanrou's gentle voice.

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"Brother Yang, Brother Yang." The tender calls brought Shi Yuan back from his memories. Shi Yuan looked up and saw Ling'er walking quickly towards the cabin.

Shi Yuan was surprised and asked, "Ling'er, why are you here? No one can come here without the permission of Master and Master's Wife. Did Master's Wife ask you to come?"

Ling'er whispered, "Brother Yang, it's all my fault. Today, when I saw you and Sister Xin'er coming together hand in hand, I couldn't control myself and said bad things about Brother Yang, causing Brother Yang to be punished. Brother Yang, after I went back, the more I thought about it, the sadder I felt, so I couldn't help but run here. Brother Yang, I'm... I'm sorry." Ling'er was about to cry as she spoke.

Na Shiyuan scratched his head and ears, thinking: How could I not know that you said bad things about me. Seeing that Ling'er was in tears, he said with a sad face, "Okay, Ling'er, Brother Yang doesn't blame you. Ling'er, is this the reason you came here?"

After hearing what Shi Yuan said, Ling Er regained her energy as if by magic, and smiled with tears in her eyes, "That's great, Brother Yang, that's great. Yes, I was really afraid that Brother Yang would be angry with me because of this."

When Yang Shiyuan saw Ling'er crying and laughing, his heart was suddenly filled with indescribable tenderness, and a sense of pride surged in his chest: It was such a small matter, but she was so worried about me. He couldn't help but open his arms and hug Ling'er tightly in his arms.

Ling Er snuggled up to Shi Yuan's chest and said, "Brother Yang, this is the first time you hug me. I'm so happy."

Shi Yuan felt the two green fruits in front of his abdomen bulging slightly, and smelled the fragrance of the girl's hair. His heart was moved and his body responded immediately.

"Huh? What is this?" Ling'er asked curiously. She slightly opened her arms to free herself from Shi Yuan's hands and looked down.

There was a strange bulge under the blue cedar. The girl's curiosity grew. She stretched out her right hand and grabbed the bulge. She asked Shi Yuan, "Brother Yang, what is this? Is this yours?"

Shi Yuan was suddenly at a loss for words, his face flushed, and he cursed the girl for being ignorant. However, his penis was in someone else's hands, so he had to answer, "This is Brother Yang's most important treasure. Let go quickly, or Brother Yang will be angry."

Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said stubbornly, "No, I won't let go. Brother Yang is so mean and stingy. Can't you just let me take a look? Brother Yang is so stingy that he hid the treasure in such a shameful place."

After saying that, Ling'er opened her eyes wide and stared at Shi Yuan's crotch, as if she saw something new. She touched the shaft of Shi Yuan's penis with her small hand, but saw that the bulge was bigger than before.

Ling Er thought she had discovered some secret and shouted excitedly, "Brother Yang, this is really a treasure. It will grow bigger."

Shi Yuan's face turned blue and white. Evil thoughts had long been in his mind, and at this moment they broke through the shackles of morality and occupied his entire soul. Shi Yuan was still young, and it was inevitable that he could not control himself sometimes. He had already decided in his heart that Ling'er was his wife, and he could comfort himself by not violating his own moral code. At this moment, evil thoughts came to him, and he made a secret decision.

"Ling'er, if you want to see it, I will show it to you, but please close your eyes first, okay?" Shi Yuan saw that the girl seemed unwilling, and hurriedly continued: "Good Ling'er, dear Ling'er, brother is going to give you a surprise, don't you want to see the treasure?"

After hearing this, Ling'er let go of the hand that was stroking the penis, closed her eyes, turned around, and said, "Brother Yang, hurry up."

Shi Yuan smiled wickedly, untied his belt, and revealed his thick jade penis that had been eager to devour people. He said to Ling'er with a trembling voice: "Okay, Ling'er, you can open your eyes now."

Ling Er turned around and saw Shi Yuan's naked lower body. She quickly covered her face with her hands and stamped her feet, saying, "Brother Yang is so vulgar. Why are you showing me such disgusting things?"

Shi Yuan coaxed her, "Ling'er, what you want to see is right here. Why don't you want to see it now? This is the treasure you mentioned."

Ling'er opened her five fingers slightly, stole a glance at the jade penis, her body trembled, and then quickly closed them, looking shy and cute.

When Shi Yuan saw Ling'er's charming look, he couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed Ling'er's hand and placed it on his penis. He said, "Ling'er, keep rubbing. I feel very comfortable when you rub me from the front. Do you want to make Brother Yang feel comfortable? Do you want to make Brother Yang happy?"

After hearing Shi Yuan's words, Ling'er hesitated for a while, and finally began to rub her slender fingers up and down.

When his penis was rubbed for the first time, Shi Yuan couldn't help but feel unusual waves of pleasure. He couldn't help but praise: "Ling'er, you are so nice."

After hearing this, Ling'er worked even harder with her hands. She placed her right hand on Shi Yuan's penis and began to rub it from slow to fast.

When Shi Yuan saw Ling'er's serious expression, a trace of guilt flashed through his heart, but it was immediately overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure.

After a long time, Shi Yuan finally couldn't stand it anymore. He had never masturbated before, so he naturally had no experience and forgot to tell Ling'er to get away quickly.

I only saw that the jade penis suddenly grew a lot bigger, and then the urethra opened wide, and a stream of turbid white semen gushed out and sprayed towards Ling'er's little face.

Ling'er had never seen such a slightly smelly liquid gushing out, and she was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while, and some liquid still sprayed all over her face and hair.

Shi Yuan cried out "Not good" inwardly and glared at Ling'er. Ling'er smelled a fishy odor and immediately came back to her senses. She opened her little mouth and was about to cry loudly. Shi Yuan knew that he must not let Ling'er cry at this time, otherwise it would never end. He did not care about the nausea and quickly covered Ling'er's little mouth. He coaxed her, "Ling'er, be good. Brother loves you and likes you so much." Then, Shi Yuan hurriedly took Ling'er to the Yunshui Lake to wash her face and hair.

After washing, Ling'er had a calm face. Just when Shi Yuan thought that the matter was settled and breathed a sigh of relief, Ling'er suddenly said, "I'm going to tell mother!" This sentence scared Shi Yuan to death.

Shi Yuan quickly said, "Ling'er, this is a secret between you and me. There's no need to tell anyone else. There are always many little secrets between two close people."

Ling Er pouted and said, "If you want me not to tell you, that's fine, but you have to swear an oath."

Shi Yuan said with a bitter face: "Okay, okay, what oath did you want me to swear?"

Ling'er whispered, "I want you to say that I will let you marry me in the future."

Shi Yuan thought to himself: After this happened, even if you didn’t tell me, I would definitely marry you in the future. At that moment, he no longer hesitated and said loudly: "God, I, Yang Shiyuan, swear again that I will marry Junior Sister Meng Ling in this life. If I break this oath, I will be... "

Ling'er stepped forward and covered Shiyuan's mouth, and said shyly: "Okay, I understand, thank you, I believe Brother Yang will not break his promise." After that, she leaned her head on Shiyuan's shoulder and whispered: "From now on, I will be your wife." Her tone was full of joy.

The two of them just leaned against each other, and after a while of silence, Ling'er suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Yang, that was something that only husband and wife would do. Actually, I knew it a long time ago, but who made me let Brother Yang down today? I'm doing this to make amends."

In fact, there was another reason Ling'er didn't say. Xin'er made her feel pressured and made her feel that Shi Yuan would not belong to her alone, so she had to get Shi Yuan's promise as soon as possible.

After hearing this, Yang Shiyuan suddenly realized and couldn't help but smile bitterly: I didn't expect to be fooled by a little girl today. Thinking that Ling'er seemed to have dug a pit on purpose and made me jump into it foolishly, I couldn't help but grit my teeth in hatred, and said to myself: Ling'er looks pure on the outside, but she is actually a little witch. If I marry her, I will suffer in the future.

Chapter 3 Divorce

The next day, Shi Yuan got up early. He was seen wearing a straw hat and holding a bamboo pole, sitting cross-legged by the Shuiyun Lake, fishing leisurely.

Shi Yuan sat on the shore for a long time, then suddenly stretched himself and whispered to himself, "In ancient times, Taigong fished and those who were willing took the bait took the bait. Now, Shi Yuan fishes just for breakfast. Although we are both fishing, our moods are very different. Jiang Taigong is like the stars and the moon, which is beyond the reach of us ordinary people. However, although I am just a commoner, I am not an ignorant person."

As Shi Yuan was talking, he couldn't help but think to himself, "I've been so absurd these past few days. What on earth was I thinking about? Could it be that Master's Wife and Ling'er could really marry me together?" When Shi Yuan thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Master's Wife and Ling'er, mother and daughter, lying side by side on the bed, shaking their heads and raising their hips in a coquettish and seductive manner. But in just a moment, the beautiful faces of the mother and daughter in Shi Yuan's mind suddenly turned into the resolute and handsome face of a middle-aged man.

Shi Yuan jumped up suddenly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. "Pa, Pa", two crisp slaps were heard, Shi Yuan said ruthlessly: "Not to mention that it is unethical for a mother and a daughter to serve the same man, just because my master has raised me, how can I have evil thoughts about his wife? I am worse than an animal."

"Brother, something bad has happened in Shuiyunjian. Please come back with me."

Suddenly, a clear girl's voice came from behind Shi Yuan, which scared him again. He turned around quickly and saw a beautiful girl running out from the bushes behind him. She looked flustered, her crimson clothes were covered with dust, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. It was obvious that she came in a hurry. The girl came to Shi Yuan in a blink of an eye, and without saying a word, she took Shi Yuan's hand, started the "Cloud and Mist Misty Step" body movement technique, and dragged Shi Yuan quickly towards the water and clouds.

"Junior Sister Qian, what happened?" Shi Yuan looked confused and asked, "What happened in Shuiyunjian?"

Qian'er said, "I'm not sure either. Sister Xin'er knows more. She asked me to come here. Come back to Shuiyunjian with me and you'll know then."

The two of them practiced Qinggong for a while, and Qian'er suddenly said, "I heard everything you said before. Who told you to speak so loudly?"

Shi Yuan's body suddenly stiffened, and he quickly turned his head to look, and saw Qian'er opening her bright eyes and looking at him with a smile.

Yang Shiyuan was flustered and slowed down his pace. He asked anxiously, "What did you hear?"

Qian'er laughed but didn't answer. After a long while, Qian'er said, "Brother, there is no need to speak so badly of yourself."

Shi Yuan suddenly felt dizzy and his steps became disordered: She heard it, she heard it, what should I do now? Junior Sister Qian and I have never gotten along well. Now that she knows that I’m having a crush on my master’s wife, I’m doomed.

Qian'er looked at Shi Yuan's bewildered look with great interest, a hint of a coercive smile flashed across her face, and she said, "Brother, you can ask me not to tell anyone, but... but Brother, you have to remember that you owe me a big favor."

Shi Yuan felt a chill in his heart: "With such a big handle in the hands of this witch, there will be no chance for her to turn things around in the future. Alas... I am like a piece of meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, and there is really nothing I can do." He said, "Well, then I would like to thank Junior Sister Qian'er. I will always remember your kindness."

Soon, Shi Yuan and Qian Er arrived at the gate of Shui Yun Jian's house. They saw that all the disciples in the courtyard were sighing and looked listless. They felt strange. Shi Yuan walked into the house and took the seventh junior brother who was usually on good terms with him and asked, "Hao Qing, what happened?"

Seventh Junior Brother Haoqing said, "Alas... Master, Master, he, alas..." Haoqing sighed repeatedly and could not continue.

When Shi Yuan heard this, he was shocked. He grabbed Haoqing's shoulders, shook them hard, and shouted, "What's wrong with Master? What's wrong with him? Did something happen to him outside..." Having said this, Shi Yuan didn't dare to say any more.

When the other disciples in the academy heard Shi Yuan asking about the master's situation, they all showed embarrassment and contempt on their faces. Some even shouted: "What kind of master is he? I will never recognize such a master again. He has brought shame to the Shanshui Poetry School."

When Shi Yuan heard this, he was immediately furious and shouted, "What did you say? How dare you insult the master! You are a traitor, you...you..." At the end he was so angry that he couldn't utter anything. Shi Yuan moved his right hand to the hilt of the sword and leaned forward slightly, ready to fight the man desperately.

The atmosphere in the compound was extremely tense, and a life-and-death battle between fellow disciples was about to break out. At this moment, Xin'er ran out of the hall in a hurry and said, "Young Master, why are you still here? Master's wife is waiting for you. Come in with me. Sister Qian'er, come too." After that, regardless of Shi Yuan's objection, she took his slightly rough big hand and walked into the hall.

"Good sister, what happened?" Shi Yuan asked as he walked, his tone extremely anxious. He is still completely confused and has no idea what happened that caused the entire sect to suddenly lose their morale and become so different.

Xin'er was extremely surprised and said, "Master, how come you don't know yet?" Then, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master..., Master has already... resigned from the position of headmaster, left our sect, and divorced Master's wife."

"Ah???" Shi Yuan was suddenly stunned. He stopped and stood there motionless, making strange and incomprehensible noises from his mouth from time to time. No matter how Xin'er and Qian'er shouted, it was useless.

"Sister, I was scared myself. Senior brother loves Master so much, would he be scared silly?" Qian'er asked in a low voice.

Xin Er quickly scolded, "Don't talk nonsense. It's already this time, and you're still causing trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud roar of "Ah" was heard. It turned out that Shi Yuan seemed to have gone crazy and ran towards Wan Rou's residence. His expression was extremely complicated: disbelief, frustration, disappointment and even a little excitement.

Shi Yuan pushed open Wanrou's door and saw Wanrou sitting upright on the mahogany bed. She looked a little listless and her eyes were slightly red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been crying. Shi Yuan glanced around and saw a petite woman lying on the inside of the mahogany bed. She seemed to be Junior Sister Meng Ling. Not far from the door, stood a handsome man in white clothes and a jade hairpin on his head - Senior Brother Xu Jianqing.

Shi Yuan didn't know what to say for a moment and just stood there awkwardly. Wanrou was obviously relieved to see Shiyuan return. She was no longer so depressed, but her eyes became more red and swollen. Her calm face was full of grievances. She took a deep breath and said, "Shiyuan, you are back. It's good to be back. Here is a letter from your master. You...you can take it and read it yourself."

"A message to all the disciples: I am fortunate to have been appointed as the head of the sect, and I have been here for thirteen years. However, I am not very smart, talented, or well-educated. I am now physically and mentally exhausted, and I am confused. Therefore, I am bidding farewell.

A letter to my wife Wanrou: You and I have been married and sleeping together for sixteen years, and we seem to be in love as if we were a pair of wings. However, you have no children and you have to leave home. This has happened both in ancient and modern times. When I write this letter, I still think of the kindness we showed you in the past, and my heart is heavy and I am sobbing.

October 11 book. "

After reading the book, Shi Yuan handed it to Xin'er and Qian'er who had rushed into the house. Then, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Wanrou, his eyes full of concern.

Wanrou and Shiyuan looked at each other for a while, but finally couldn't resist his naked loving eyes, so they turned their heads away, with red clouds on their cheeks.

For a moment, the room was silent. Everyone seemed to be unable to find any topic to talk about, nor did they know how to start. The already dull atmosphere became even more depressing.

After a while, Wanrou gently twisted her fair neck and faced the crowd. Her pretty face remained the same, but no expression could be seen. She said solemnly, "Everyone knows this now, right? As the saying goes, a country cannot be without a king for a day. Similarly, the position of the head cannot be vacant. Since your master has abandoned us and is no longer the head, our Shanshui Poetry School should also appoint a new head. The Shanshui Poetry School must not be ridiculed by the people in the martial arts world again. As the only eighth-generation disciple in the school, I declare: Yang Shiyuan..."

"Wait a minute," Xu Jianqing, who was standing nearby, interrupted and said, "Master's Wife, I think something is not right about this matter."

"Oh?" Wan Rou was startled and looked at Jian Qing anxiously, but she saw that he had his head lowered so low that she couldn't see the expression on his face. Wan Rou said, "What does Jian Qing think?"

Xu Jianqing raised his head, but his face was calm. He slowly said: "This matter should be considered in the long run. Although this letter is in the handwriting of the master, it is written so briefly and unclearly. Moreover, we don't know where the master is now, and what important things he has to do that requires him to stay away for so many years. I think it is very likely that the master was forced to write this letter while being held hostage."

Jian Qing paused, looked around at everyone, and saw that they all had different expressions, as if thinking about something. He smiled secretly in his heart and continued, "In this way, our sect will lose its reputation in the martial arts world, and the Shanshui Poetry School will collapse without being attacked. Although Master is a martial artist, it is easy to dodge an open spear in the martial arts world, but it is difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. Master is alone outside, and it is not impossible for him to be captured. I think the most urgent task should be to find Master as soon as possible and ask him the reason. If Master really intends to resign as the head of the sect, it will not be too late to make plans at that time."

Ling'er had woken up by now. She sat on the edge of the bed, tears still on her face. She said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Qing, are you telling the truth?"

Xu Jianqing looked at Ling'er tenderly and said, "Yes, brother has never lied to you."

Ling'er seemed to regain her vitality all of a sudden. She said excitedly, "I said, why would Daddy not want us? Brother Qing is the smartest." Then she lowered her head again, "But, if Daddy is caught by the bad guys, it will be very miserable." She leaned her head on Wanrou's arms and said, "Mom, what on earth did Daddy go to do? Mom, you must know, Mom, you must know, tell us quickly."

Wanrou looked at Ling'er lovingly, raised her right hand and stroked Ling'er's little face twice. Then, she raised her head and saw that everyone had a curious look on their faces, so she couldn't help but look at Jianqing again. Wanrou lowered her head and thought for a while, then sighed and said, "In fact, your master has been traveling all these years to find the secret treasure of the sect - Shuiyunjian."

"What, mother? Isn't Shuiyunjian the name of our mansion? What kind of secret treasure is that?" Ling'er poked her little head out of Wanrou's arms, her eyes wide open, her brows frowned, and she asked in confusion.

Wanrou glared at Ling'er and said in a slightly harsh tone, "Little girl, don't interrupt me. Just listen to me." Then, she couldn't help but explain to Ling'er, "The name of this mansion is actually taken from the secret treasure."

After Wanrou finished explaining, she looked around at everyone and said, "Shuiyunjian, that was left behind by your ancestor Meng Zhaoyan. Today, only a few people in the martial arts world know about it, and even those who know about it can't explain what it is. Is it a weapon, protective gear, light skills, swordsmanship, or internal skills?"

When Wanrou said this, she saw Ling'er's small mouth pouting, and she sighed, hugged her again, and said softly: "Ling'er, when will you understand something?" Wanrou smiled helplessly at everyone, and continued: "In fact, we, the disciples of the Shanshui Poetry School, don't know much either."

Wanrou suddenly paused, carefully observing the expressions on everyone's faces, and slowly narrated: "'Between Water and Clouds' is actually a set of internal energy techniques. Back then, your Master Meng was a man of extraordinary talent, and he also received guidance from Master Sanfeng, so his martial arts skills had reached the pinnacle. According to the records in the sect's classics, the internal energy techniques he created in his later years are definitely superior to Shaolin's 'Yi Jin Jing'."

Wanrou continued, "Your Master Meng was afraid that this magical method of seizing the fortune of heaven and earth would fall into the hands of bad people, so he specially hid this martial arts secret book in a place where few people know about it, waiting for someone with a predestined relationship to get this opportunity and practice the magic skill."

Wanrou was talking about the most exciting part when she suddenly stopped. She looked deeply at Shi Yuan in front of her and said, "In fact, this matter is also related to the extermination of the Yang family."

When Shi Yuan heard this, he immediately tensed his hands and looked at Xin'er beside him, only to find that she was also tense and trembling constantly. Shi Yuan quickly stretched out his slightly wet big hand and grabbed Xin'er, but found that the thing he touched was extremely slippery. It turned out that Xin'er was in great condition. Her hands were full of sweet sweat, which made her already extremely delicate and soft hands even more tender and smooth.

Wanrou's pupils shrank slightly, then returned to normal immediately. She continued, "Back then, Master Meng had drawn a map of the "Water and Clouds" and entrusted it to Shiyuan's ancestors for safekeeping. Twelve years ago, this matter seemed to have been known by a mysterious organization in the martial arts world. In order to snatch the "Water and Clouds", they finally... finally... Hey, Shiyuan, Xin'er, it's our fault that we went too late and only saved the two of you. It's too late to regret it."

Wanrou paused, glanced at Shiyuan's face, her body trembled slightly, and she changed the subject, saying, "I also found it strange at the time. This matter was originally very confidential and could only be known by the leader of our sect and the head of the Yang family. Logically, no news should have leaked out. I only heard about it from your master...master after the Yang family was wiped out." When Wanrou talked about Meng Zheng, there was still a hint of bitterness in her voice. She seemed to have not yet recovered from the blow of the divorce letter.

The room suddenly became quiet again, but after a while, Yang Shiyuan couldn't help but ask, "Master's Wife, do you know what kind of sect that mysterious organization belongs to?"

Wanrou replied, "I don't know about that either. Two years ago, there was a rumor that a secret map appeared near Taihu Lake, and people in the martial arts world flocked to it. Shiyuan, Xin'er, you also know that the old Yang family residence is in Suzhou Prefecture, so your master speculated that it is very likely that the map of "Between Water and Clouds" is hidden there."

Wanrou suddenly said sadly, "Ah... I didn't expect him to be gone for two years. I didn't expect him to... Ah~~"

Shi Yuan's heart tightened when he saw this scene, and he hurriedly comforted her, "Master's wife, don't be too sad. Everything is still up in the air. I believe that Master will never abandon our Shanshui Poetry School."

Wanrou tightly wrapped her arms around Ling'er and said, "Master's wife is fine now. Thank you."

Xu Jianqing interrupted and said, "Master's Wife, the most urgent thing now is to find Master. Master's Wife is now the acting head of Shuiyun Sect. Many matters in the sect need to be handled by Master's Wife herself, so she naturally cannot be in charge. Why not, let this disciple go on behalf of Master's Wife."

Wanrou glanced at Jianqing and thought: Jianqing has never volunteered before, why is he so active this time? Suddenly, Wanrou had a flash of inspiration and was secretly shocked: Could it be that he did this just for that "Between Water and Clouds"... The more Wanrou thought about it, the more frightened she became. She was so scared that cold sweat broke out on her back. She quickly said, "Thank you for your kindness. However, I am your master's wife after all. I should be the one to go. You all stay. I will go by myself. I will rely on you for all the matters in the pie."

Shi Yuan suddenly stood up and said, "How can we be at ease when Master's Wife travels alone in the martial arts world? Besides, this matter concerns the revenge of my father's murder." Shi Yuan paused and glanced at Xin'er. His tone became unusually persistent and he said, "Let Xin'er and I go with you. The senior brother is watching over Shuiyunjian, so nothing will happen."

Wanrou stood up quickly and cursed, "Nonsense, how can Jianqing be enough...how can he do it alone?! You, you..." Suddenly, she saw Shi Yuan's sharp eyes and determined expression, and her heart trembled, and she couldn't say any more.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally, Wan softly said, "Well, you can go with me."

"Mom, I want to go too. I want to go too, Mom."

"Master's wife, Xin'er wants to go too."

The two of them spoke almost at the same time, but Ling'er's words revealed a bit of coquettishness, while Xin'er's words contained a bit of pleading.

"I have made up my mind. No need to say more," Wanrou said in a low but firm voice, "Let's all go back."

Wanrou ignored Ling'er's nonsense and said to Xin'er who had already walked out of the door: "Xin'er, please stay. I have something else to say." She turned to Ling'er and said softly: "Ling'er, you should go out too. I have something important to say to Xin'er."

"Hmph..." Ling'er snorted heavily, turned around and ran out.

After Ling'er ran away, Wanrou forced a smile and said, "After something like this happened, she...ah...she still hasn't grown up."

Xin'er comforted her, "Sister Ling'er is still young. She will understand when she is older."

Wanrou said, "I hope so."

After saying that, Wanrou suddenly fell silent. After a long while, she said, "Xin'er, you must be very unhappy that you can't go to Taihu Lake with us this time. Maybe... maybe you still hate Master's wife in your heart."

Xin'er hurriedly said, "Xin'er dare not."

Wanrou waved her hand, motioning Xin'er to sit next to her, and said softly, "Xin'er, although your mother is just a maid in the Yang Mansion, she and I have a sisterly relationship. I have watched you grow up since you were a child, so I should be considered half of your relative. Xin'er, you are introverted and don't express your opinions very well. But in front of me, don't worry about anything, just say whatever you think."

Xin'er thought for a while and couldn't help but said, "Master's wife, I, I really want to go. My parents and the others... all... I want to, I want to investigate the murderers myself, and, Young Master... Young Master has never left me." As Xin'er spoke, her voice choked and her eyes turned red.

Wanrou held Xin'er in her arms, stretched out her slender fingers, wiped away Xin'er's tears, and sighed: "Xin'er, there is nothing we can do. This decision is really helpless. It's not that Master's wife doesn't want you to go, but..." Wanrou stopped talking, turned her head to look out the window, and looked at Xin'er mysteriously, and whispered: "Xin'er, you have to pay attention to someone. When Shiyuan and I are not around, you have to keep a close eye on him."

Xin'er felt that this matter was of great importance in her heart, and she couldn't help but look up and ask, "Master's wife, who is it?"

Wanrou lowered her voice and said, "Xu Jianqing."

Xin'er screamed "ah", then quickly covered her mouth, looked at Wanrou in surprise, and whispered, "Senior Brother? How could it be him?"

"Jianqing is a child with excellent qualifications and a smart person. Only Shiyuan in your generation is slightly better than him." Wanrou said of Shiyuan, and her face showed a loving and pity, "Your young master, he is not as mature as Jianqing."

Wanrou lowered a few more times and said, "Your master thinks Jian Qing is extremely ambitious. She once reminded me to be wary of him."

"Ah..." Wanrou sighed and then said, "I didn't believe it very much. I used to think that it was the most suitable for him to take over this position of head. But...ah...I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the Landscape Poetry School will be destroyed in his hands."

Wanrou took a deep breath and continued, "This time, I specifically told Shui Yunjian the secret in public, in fact, I wanted to test his reaction. Alas... he... he really disappointed me."

The expression on Xin'er's face changed from surprise, disbelief to contempt, and it changed several times in a while.

Wanrou looked at Xin'er quietly, and after her face calmed down, she instructed: "After we leave, you must take care of him and don't let him do something in the water cloud."

Wanrou paused, and her tone suddenly became unprecedentedly solemn: "The landscape poetry school will be handed over to you for the time being."

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Many readers don’t understand why Wan Rou was relieved. Meng Zheng’s letter actually stated: “If you don’t have a child, you should be relieved. This is one of the seven items in ancient China, which means: A woman who has no boy should be relieved.

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Chapter 4 Departure

Shi Yuan returned to the room and couldn't help but feel excited, and couldn't help but jump up and down the room. He was sometimes excited, sometimes sad, sometimes happy. For a moment, there were constant chaos in the room.

Suddenly, outside the door, knocking on the door with a "dongdongdongdong", a crisp voice said, "Brother Yang, open the door quickly, I am Ling'er."

Yang Shiyuan quickly stopped his movable limbs, walked to the front of the door, and opened the door bolt.

A girl in purple appeared in front of her. When she saw Yang Shiyuan, she quickly reached out and wrapped her waist, buried her little face in Shiyuan's arms, and said coquettishly: "Mom is the worst. I don't know anything, I don't let me do anything, I'm so angry."

Shi Yuan was panicked and hurriedly carried Ling'er into the room, closed the door, and ruled, "Ling'er, why are you so brave? If your master's wife saw us like this, it would be over."

Ling'er said, "What are you afraid of? I'm already your wife. My mother is the worst, so I ignore her."

Shi Yuan said, "You have to be more sensible. Such a big thing happened. Your mother needs your care now. Why are you still making such a mess?"

After hearing this, Ling'er couldn't help but bit her teeth. She stretched out her fingers, twisted Shi Yuan's waist heavily, and stomped her feet and said, "Hate, Brother Yang, why do you even say you to me? It's not that I don't care about my mother, but... I miss my father too, I want to see him earlier, but my mother... I hate you so much."

Yang Shiyuan endured a severe pain from his waist and frowned and said, "Ling'er, you are so arrogant."

The pain of staying was slightly weakened, and Shi Yuan explained happily, "Your mother is also for your own good. You are just 14 years old and are too young. How can you walk around the world? That is a place of trouble. When you grow up a little, your master's wife will naturally take you out."

Ling'er lay in Shi Yuan's arms and quieted for a while before saying, "Brother Yang."