Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 426: Entering Liu Mansion Again
Old Gong is injured.
He fell injured on the bed.
The punches and the fall that Pang Da threw at him were so severe that he almost couldn't walk anymore.
If Xiaoyun hadn't rushed up and punched him twice in the huge belly , Lao Gong might have died in the wilderness.
A widower like him is dead, and he died in the wild. Maybe no one will care about him for a few days or ten days. At most, Liu Fu will complain a few words about why no one came to collect the manure, and other than that, there will be no more words.
Fortunately, Xiaoyun felt something was wrong when she saw Pang Da use the "Push the Window to Look at the Moon". That move was not called "Push the Door to Look at the House", but "Push the Window to Look at the Moon".
This is not the Huashan School's martial arts, but the routine of Wudang Kung Fu.
Xiaoyun could see the way at a glance, and understood how to crack it at a glance. These things in front of him were almost as funny as showing off one's skills in front of an expert or selling one's knowledge in front of a scholar.
I don't know where Pang Da secretly learned some tricks from, but he actually relies on his strong body and some tricks to try to make his way in the martial arts world and become a martial arts expert.
"Ouch."
Xiaoyun covered Lao Gong with a quilt and let out a sigh of relief. He now had a headache whenever he thought of these martial arts moves.
He didn't want to remember.
The gates are quiet and the alleys are empty.
There was no other sound except the children playing and women washing clothes.
This is one of the quietest alleys in the area and few people come here.
Xiaoyun carried the largest dung bucket on his back and went out alone, his steps very quickly.
"You don't need to worry about other places for now, but you have to go to Liu Mansion."
…
Boom, boom, boom.
The door knocker knocked lightly, making three soft sounds.
As soon as the sound came, the door slowly opened.
The two servants were still guarding the gate. Xiaoyun still remembered that one of them was named Zhang.
"Brother Zhang, I'm here to collect manure again."
Zhang Jiading had a flattering smile on his face when he opened the door, but when he saw Xiaoyun, his face immediately darkened: "You? Are you the apprentice who followed Old Gong to collect manure?"
Nowadays, almost every profession has apprentices, but this is the first time Xiaoyun has heard of an apprentice who carries dung. It seems that this is something that does not need to be learned.
"Yes."
Zhang Jiading kicked Xiaoyun's hand and said angrily, "Your hands are so dirty, you can't knock on the door. Don't you know that?"
A cold wind blew, and Xiaoyun stood there in a daze, feeling a little at a loss.
Zhang Jiading's voice was colder than the cold wind. He said, "When Old Gong comes, he always knocks on the door directly. He never touches the door. You must remember this next time. Don't make the same mistake again! If your hand is chopped off, don't blame me for not warning you in advance!"
Xiaoyun looked at his hands. He had just washed them with water before going out, so they were not dirty. Perhaps they were even cleaner than Zhang Jiading's hands, whose nails were covered in dirt.
But he was not qualified to refute, so he could only nod and walk in silently.
Xiaoyun didn't take this little matter to heart. Every place has its own rules, and he could understand that.
After entering the door, you still have to walk through a stone path, but the young and beautiful Miss Liu and the handsome Li Jianke are no longer on the road.
After winding around, Xiaoyun came to the gray house again. Before he opened the door, a familiar smell came towards him.
Xiaoyun remained calm, pushed open the door, put down the big dung bucket, and skillfully picked up each dung bucket one by one and poured all the dung water inside together.
Wow...
It was steady and secure, without a single drop leaking out.
He controlled the strength very well, and his speed was neither fast nor slow, and it was even full of a sense of balanced beauty. If someone were to watch here, they would definitely think that his hands had magical powers.
Just when Xiaoyun was about to reach the last dung bucket, someone suddenly rushed in.
The man had no time to appreciate his actions, but said impatiently: "Shit collector, please go out for a while. I'm going to relieve myself first, and you can come in after I'm done!"
Xiaoyun looked at the man in astonishment. The man was none other than Zhang, the servant who was guarding the gate before.
Zhang Jiading was holding an exquisite small wooden barrel in his hand, and the barrel was covered with soft yellow satin. The surface of the satin was slightly moist at this time, but it was still as clean as new.
"you……"
Zhang Jiading glared at Xiaoyun fiercely and said hurriedly: "Get out, hurry up!"
He looked very anxious, so Xiaoyun had no choice but to walk out the door obediently and close it behind him.
But Xiaoyun found it a little strange, because he saw that Zhang Jiading did not seem to be in a hurry to use the toilet, but rather like those people who entered a brothel, holding the girls' hands and wishing to take off their clothes immediately.
Xiaoyun stood outside the door and heard some murmurs coming from inside the room.
It would be difficult for an ordinary person to hear these whispers standing outside the door, but Xiaoyun had sharp ears and eyes, and his hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people. In this quiet place, he could hear Zhang Jiading's muttering clearly.
“Hoo hoo… so comfortable.”
"Luckily, that bitch Liu Rushui is sick and bedridden, otherwise I wouldn't have given her the chance to hold the urinal upside down... This is where her butt sits, and this is further forward..."
Zhang Jiading's voice became more and more urgent, and even became a little louder.
"This is where her vagina was touched, and there's also the wet stuff that spilled from there...ah..."
"Miss Liu... Liu Rushui... you stinky bitch, you stinky bitch, I'm going to fuck you to death!"
A sound of relief came out almost like a roar, and Zhang Jiading suddenly seemed to be a lot more relaxed.
This whole process happened within just a few dozen breaths. Xiaoyun had a complicated expression and didn't know what to do.
After hearing the sound, of course he knew what Zhang Jiading was doing inside, but he really shouldn't have cared.
At this moment, Zhang Jiading's vicious laughter came from inside again: "I'll smear this stuff on it and give it to you right away. Maybe you can even get pregnant with my child and let you marry Li Anzi, hahahaha..."
When he said this, Xiaoyun couldn't help but frown.
Liu Rushui gave the quilt to him and Lao Gong, which should be considered a favor to him. How could he bear to see his benefactor suffer such an "accident"?
Xiaoyun thought silently for a while, and Zhang Jiading had already walked out with a satisfied and comfortable expression, still holding the small bucket in his hand.
The only difference from when he entered was that the layer of yellow satin covering the mouth of the bucket was wetter.
Zhang Jiading held the bucket in his hand, pouted at Xiaoyun, and said, "Go ahead. Once you're done, leave!"
He looked Xiaoyun up and down for a while, and left leisurely after thinking that Xiaoyun didn't notice what he had done.
"You...wait a minute!"
Zhang Jiading stopped and turned around, staring at Xiaoyun with a guilty and vigilant look, and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Xiaoyun didn't like talking to this kind of person, but he had to say it now.
"Will you put that little bucket down, wash the satin in it, and put it back?"
Zhang Jiading's eyes flashed with panic, but he was not surprised but angry. He was angry and anxious, and asked with red eyes: "What are you going to use to wash? Use your bucket of manure water to wash?!"
"Dirty shit collector, and you're getting on my face!"
He was still not satisfied as he spoke, so he put down the bucket, rushed over, and kicked Xiaoyun in the chest!
