Songs of the Youth: Ten Years of Seclusion, Asking the Sword in Xueyue City Chapter 12 We are like this, if the Second Master finds out, she won't be angry, right? I won't blame you, will I?
Chapter 12 We are like this, if the Second Master finds out, she won't be angry, right? I won't blame you, will I?
"The old man is very lonely at Kenshin Tomb. I want you to go back and take a look."
Li Hanyi said without expression:
"Let's talk about it when we have time."
After that, she jumped over the wall and left, leaving behind a sentence that drifted further and further away:
"You are the Lord of the Fourth City of Xueyue. You should accept disciples. When the time comes, when it comes to inheritance and teaching, which one is better, you and me?"
Fang Ping shook his head invisibly:
"I'm still so competitive, I've been since I was a kid."
Looking back on the days at Kenshinzuka, she had to wake up early and she would definitely get up even earlier.
When carving a wooden sword, she must be more precise and faster than herself.
Perhaps it is because of this temperament that she became known as the Snow Moon Sword Immortal.
Although it’s inappropriate now.
...
The next day, Fang Ping abducted Lei Wujie from Cangshan Mountain.
"Fourth Master, Fourth Master, if Second Master finds out about our secret date, she won't be angry, right? She won't blame you, right?"
Lei Wujie had a naive look on his face, with an expression that was seven parts respectful, two parts fearful, and the last part doubtful.
Fang Ping said calmly:
"It's okay. She is stingy. At worst, there will be a fight, but you, Xiao Jie... you will help me, right?"
The latter nodded heavily and clenched his hands into fists:
"Well! Unlike the Second Master, I will definitely help the Sword Immortal!"
Fang Ping smiled and put forward his needs.
After hearing this, Lei Wujie took a tactical step back:
"Ah, Fourth Master, you want to develop fireworks bombs? My Lei family's gunpowder is a killing weapon, so..."
"Don't pretend, you didn't set off the gunpowder as fireworks?"
"This..." Lei Wujie was speechless.
Fang Ping smiled slightly:
"You help me, I'll help you, the news won't leak out."
When Lei Wujie broke into Tiange yesterday, Fang Ping had already thought about what kind of store he wanted to open.
Fireworks shop!
If you want to open a store in a short period of time and achieve a small amount of success, the products must have enough impact and be refreshing.
Fireworks are the better choice. There are also fireworks in this world, but the types are single and the styles are simple, not half as good as modern fireworks.
"Fourth Master, what do you need from me?" Lei Wujie asked, "Provide gunpowder?"
"Currently we only need the proportion of fireworks and gunpowder," Fang Ping said.
"good!"
After getting the gunpowder from Lei Wujie, Fang Ping began to make the shell and tried to make his first firework.
With the Raimon people beside them and the micro-manipulation of their internal energy, the two made good progress and set off the first fireworks soon.
"It's amazing, the Fourth Master can actually explode three flowers in the sky!" Lei Wujie said excitedly.
"The bigger it is, the fireworks can cover the entire Xueyue City."
The novel fireworks attracted a lot of attention, and many people stopped to praise it and eagerly waited for the next one.
But the eyes it attracts are not all for appreciation...
"Wooden boy! Lei Wujie! Not doing his job properly!"
A burst of coldness hit, and Fang Ping and the two quickly retreated. As soon as they started, an ice explosion appeared on the spot.
Li Hanyi stood on the wall and said angrily:
"Lei Wujie, you're not practicing swordplay at Cangshan Mountain, but you come here to play with fireworks? Have you forgotten the promise?"
The latter scratched his head and took a sideways step to distance himself from Fang Ping:
"Back to Master, my disciple is indeed practicing swordsmanship in the early morning, but the Fourth Master insists on me coming, so..."
"oh?"
Li Hanyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Ping:
"Poaching my corner, do you like other people's apprentices so much?"
"..."
"Look at the sword!"
Li Hanyi decisively drew his sword, but Fang Ping couldn't bear the destruction of the small courtyard, so he turned around and ran away.
The two of them were chasing each other, one behind the other, attracting crowds of people to watch.
"Stop chasing me. It's broad daylight. The impact of the second city lord chasing the fourth city lord will be bad!"
"Then draw your sword!"
Li Hanyi pursued him relentlessly. In the final analysis, he was just using this opportunity to compete with Fang Ping.
At the same time, there is a pair of enemies chasing each other in the city...
"Xiao Se! Just stop, there's nothing wrong with the name Dahuang, just tell me!"
"Without him, it's just unpleasant to hear."
Sikong Qianluo pursued fiercely with a gun. He was as light as a swallow stepping on the railing and climbing over the wall. Xiao Se was a master of lightness, and his body was like a fish as he shuttled through the market.
Lei Wujie took the opportunity to run back to Cangshan Mountain to practice his sword:
"Master came back and saw me working so hard. He must not have the heart to punish me!"
...
A month has passed, and Fang Ping's special fireworks have made great progress, with colorful colors, oversized fire rings, unexpected "flowers within flowers", etc...
Sikong Changfeng even handed over the ‘Thousand City Order’ to Fang Ping for reform:
"It needs to be bigger, brighter, and louder! It needs to be a true cloud-piercing arrow, and thousands of troops are coming to meet it!"
Fang Ping nodded slightly:
"Okay, if you count official duties, your salary is fifty thousand taels, just include it in your monthly salary."
"..."
Sikong Changfeng chuckled:
"My disciple Xiao Se is in charge of the money bag now, just talk to him."
He saw Fang Ping tinkering with a four-foot firework, touched his chin and said suspiciously:
"It's so big, are you sure it can go up to heaven?"
"Gunpowder can blow up Dengtian Pavilion. It's so light."
Sikong Changfeng: "..."
"I feel like you did it on purpose."
Fang Ping stood up and smiled:
"If you encounter a problem, go find Lei Wujie. Have the three city lords seen him today?"
Sikong Changfeng nodded:
"I just saw him. He and Xiao Se were chased all over the city by Qian Luo."
"OK."
Fang Ping jumped up and rushed towards the city.
After a while, the two were found in a courtyard.
"Lei Wujie! What is the best barrier agent between fireworks projectiles?"
A loud voice came from above, frightening Lei Wujie to wave his hands quickly:
"Keep your voice down, Fourth Master, come down and say it!"
"Be careful of being discovered by Qian Luo!"
Fang Ping fell slowly and joked:
"You stopped practicing swordsmanship and started practicing Qinggong instead?"
"It's a long story..." Lei Wujie scratched his head, "It's all Brother Xiao's fault... Brother, he always provokes Qianluo when nothing happens."
Xiao Se smiled calmly:
"But to be honest, some people are anxious, so how can you blame me."
At this time, another woman in green robe in the courtyard came forward and bowed her hands:
"I have met senior Sword Immortal Aoki."
"Hello, Miss Ye," Fang Ping smiled back, "How has your health been recovering recently?"
Ye Ruoyi nodded lightly:
"Slightly better."
Fang Ping met Ye Ruoyi through Sikong Changfeng and found out that she was the daughter of General Ye Xiaoying and was born with a weak heart. If she learned the 'Zhu You Technique', she might be able to replenish her heart.
This is a good move to inherit the kindness of the general's medical daughter.
While the four of them were talking, Sikong Qianluo suddenly barged in:
"You Xiao Se, Lei Wujie, actually hid here with Sister Ye, looking for a beating!"
When Fang Ping saw this, he immediately dragged Lei Wujie up the wall:
"I'll borrow Lei Wujie first, and you two can continue."
The latter looked helpless:
"Fourth Master, um, Master won't let me play with gunpowder with you..."
Fang Ping was happy:
"She didn't let me practice wooden swords when she was little, so why don't I still become a swordsman?
What's more, you are a member of the Thunder Gate, how can you not touch gunpowder?"
Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie immediately became interested:
"Master was like this when he was a child? Isn't it too overbearing?"
"Well, I still have the same bad temper when I grow up."
Lei Wujie looked around and confirmed that the man was not there, then whispered:
"Master is good at everything, and I admire her very much, but in terms of temper... I think Sword Fairy is right!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long frost dragon came from the sky carrying clouds, the cold air overflowed, and at the same time a cold voice sounded: