Raising Orphans, Not Assassins

Vol. 1 - Chapter 39 - Xiao Lian's Hidden Weapon

Yuhang County, outside the city.

Several horses neighed and ran quickly on the official road, raising a cloud of dust.

A woman in a black dress, holding a sword in her left hand and wearing a veil on her face, walked quietly on the official road.

The back of her hand holding the sword was white, and the blue shark skin scabbard reflected a dark blue color under the sunlight.

Beside the official road, there was a teahouse for resting. The flag on the wooden pole, three or four feet high in front of the door, fluttered in the wind.

The woman walked into the teahouse and found a bench to sit down on.

The small shop was not big, and there were two peddlers sitting inside. They put baskets of goods at their feet and drank tea with only tea foam in big gulps.

When the tea maker saw another customer coming in, he raised his head slightly, straightened his hunched body subconsciously, and then bent down again.

The woman sat on the bench and did not order tea. The tea maker did not go over to serve her. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, waiting for the peddlers to leave.

Soon, the two vendors drank enough water and rested enough. They picked up the baskets on the ground again, put them on their backs, and left the teahouse.

An old and hoarse voice sounded in the quiet teahouse. "You still dared to come here?"

"Why not?" The woman's calm voice sounded.

Deacon Huang, who was disguised as a tea maker in the teahouse, smiled. He straightened his back, walked to the opposite side of the woman, and sat on the stool.

"Did you kill Deacon Li from Jiangning Mansion?"

"Yes, I killed him."

After getting the answer, Deacon Huang was silent for a moment, and said in a tone of some regret: "Do you know what it means to do this?"

"Betraying Fengyu Tower?" The woman's tone was still calm.

Deacon Huang sighed: "You know that, and you still did it."

"I didn't betray Fengyu Tower. It wasn't me who betrayed Fengyu Tower." The woman said in a firm tone.

Deacon Huang didn't speak.

"I want to see the owner of the building. Give me a token." The woman stated the purpose of her trip.

Deacon Huang still didn't speak.

A voice sounded from behind the woman. "You won't see the owner anymore."

It was a man's voice, deep, steady and powerful.

The woman slowly turned her head and saw a lazy man leaning against the flagpole of the teahouse.

The man was wearing a jute shirt worn by ordinary people, holding a reed stalk in his mouth, and a long knife with a black sheath on his waist.

He looked ordinary, with a lazy and tired look on his face.

"Huang San." The woman read out the man's name, looked at Deacon Huang and asked, "Is this your confidence?"

Deacon Huang was silent for a moment and said, "I knew you would come to me."

With the hidden weapons, both hands can hit 64 parts at the same time.

After it is released, no one can stop it, and it will cause blood to flow, with unparalleled power.

However, Xiao Lian is still far from that level now. All the time she spent practicing hidden weapons in the past month was on mastering the feel and skills of various Tang Sect hidden weapons.

During the practice, Xiao Lian compared the Tang Sect General Principles with the Flower Finger and found that the two were simply worlds apart.

Tang Sect is indeed the number one hidden weapon sect in the world, and it is far from being comparable to the Flower Finger of Fengyu Tower.

The Flower Finger mentioned that those who practice hidden weapons should find out a few hidden weapons that suit them and practice them specifically.

The Tang Sect General Principles said: Those with talent can practice various hidden weapons at the same time, the more the better; if they can master them all, they can understand the true meaning of "Flower Rain All Over the Sky".

After Xiao Lian commissioned the blacksmith to make more than ten kinds of hidden weapons, she found that she seemed to have an excellent talent for hidden weapons.

After trying more than ten kinds of hidden weapons, no matter which one, Xiao Lian could use it with ease.

After thinking about it, Xiao Lian decided to practice them at the same time.

After a month, she memorized all the more than ten kinds of hidden weapon firing techniques and skills of the Tang Sect. What she lacked was flexible use and combination of various techniques.

Xiao Lian's internal strength is now in "Entry level", her body skills are in "minor success", and her hidden weapons are in "minor success". According to the strength of the martial arts world, she is in the late stage of the fourth grade.

However, because Xiao Lian is practicing hidden weapons, which are a way to defeat the strong with the weak, it is not difficult to kill a third-grade warrior with a sneak attack.

When her body skills are "advanced" and she becomes a third-grade warrior, it will not be difficult to fight against a second-grade master with poison on the hidden weapons.

"I have a good talent for hidden weapons and body skills, but I am a little worse in internal strength practice, so I can only work hard."

"It's a pity that the production of mechanical hidden weapons is too complicated. It requires not only materials but also many steps. It is far beyond the ability of the blacksmiths in Yuhang County."

Xiao Lian calmed down and sighed.

The mechanical hidden weapon is the most special among all the hidden weapons. It does not require internal strength or practice of throwing techniques. It only requires materials, eyesight, and timing.

As long as the timing is right, the mechanical hidden weapon can defeat the strong with the weak!

Every time Xiao Lian looks at the mechanical hidden weapon section, she feels itchy and wants to try to make it herself.

But she has no materials and no experience, so she has never tried to make a mechanical hidden weapon.

Xiao Lian jumped out of bed and moved her body. Seeing that Xiaofu was still sleeping, she couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, Xiao Lian's ears moved slightly, and there was a strange footstep in the yard.

The footsteps were very light, and there was a foundation of body movement.

The smile on Xiao Lian's face slowly disappeared, and she walked to the door and looked out.

She didn't know when a man in linen clothes, with ordinary looks and sinister eyes, appeared in the yard.

A faint murderous aura came from the other party.

Xiao Lian's pupils shrank slightly, and an idea popped up in her mind.

It was an assassin from Fengyu Tower.