Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Cheng Ling took Mu Sanniang's mother and daughter to practice martial arts. At the same time, he also taught the martial arts disciples and took care of the delivery team. His life was busy and fulfilling for a while.

There is no follow-up to the incident of the killer in the Fengfeng Pavilion. Ran Wenji made an appointment with Cheng Ling two days after Cheng Ling brought the caravan back.

This time, Cheng Ling met Ran Wenji in another courtyard, and Tong Mingbo was not there.

Ran Wenji hosted a small private banquet in honor of Cheng Ling, during which he expressed his thanks in many words, needless to say.

At the banquet, Ran's housewife danced gracefully, and Cheng Ling experienced another pure enjoyment version of ancient music and dance with a very beautiful artistic conception, which needless to say.

It is worth mentioning that the dancers circled around with their willow waists. After the dance was over, the beauty who led the dance moved up lightly with lotus steps and knelt down to pour wine for Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling took the wine glass with one hand, and graciously helped her up with the other.

The beauty leading the dance actually fell into Cheng Ling's arms, while Ran Wenji smiled and said, "Okay! A hero deserves a beauty! Brother Cheng, my beautiful girl actually fell in love with you. Brother Cheng, why don't you accept the kindness? Also What a good story!"

Cheng Ling: ...

Dazed, she really didn't expect such a twist, so she might as well not stop the dancer for a while.

The beauty threw herself into Cheng Ling's arms, a pair of jade arms wrapped around Cheng Ling's waist, and at the same time she leaned her head on her shoulders, raised her face sideways, and begged delicately: "Mr.

After asking this sentence, two touches of blush flew onto her cheeks. She seemed ashamed and couldn't help herself, so she quickly lowered her head and hid in Cheng Ling's arms again.

Cheng Ling: ...

Once again, I am glad that I have a flat chest, flat chest save me!

Ran Wenji clapped his hands and smiled, stood up immediately, and was about to leave.

What is he doing? Give Cheng Lingteng a place?

Did the ancient gentry play like this?

Cheng Ling had come to his senses now, she hastily stretched out her hand and pressed lightly on the dancer's shoulder, and with a clever effort, she slid out of the dancer's embrace as lightly and deftly as a fish swimming.

The dancer exclaimed, losing support for a moment, her body couldn't help but threw herself forward.

Cheng Ling had already stood up at this time, she didn't reach out to support Wu Ji, but suddenly picked up a tea stick on the table next to her, picked it up, and pressed it against Wu Ji's chest.

The dancer girl still threw herself on the ground. Fortunately, with Cheng Ling's tea pole as a buffer, she didn't fall seriously.

All this happened very quickly, and Ran Wenji just got up and took a step. Seeing this change, he stood aside with his mouth open, turned his head and stared at Cheng Ling, as if he was looking at something special.

Cheng Ling frowned slightly, and looked back at Ran Wenji.

Ran Wenji was speechless for a while, not knowing whether he should be angry with Cheng Ling for "not knowing the style, not knowing how to accept kindness, not giving face...", or to quickly apologize to Cheng Ling, expressing that he "should not be so presumptuous".

After a while, it was Cheng Ling who spoke first. She sighed and said, "Brother Ran, it's not that I want to disappoint the beauty, I'm really a prodigal son, and I can't bear it."

After saying this sentence, the atmosphere seemed to relax, because Cheng Ling was humble at this time.

But immediately after, Cheng Ling stared at Ran Wenji again and said, "Brother Ran, it's not my character to be like the light and the dust. Impossible!"

As she spoke, she took a light step towards Ran Wenji.

Ran Wenji's back stiffened involuntarily. Around the banquet hall, the guards of Ran's family who had been silently standing aside could not help but also took a step forward.

Cheng Ling didn't seem to notice it at all, but continued to say to Ran Wenji: "Brother Ran, I'm a little angry. When I get angry, blood splatters five steps. If I suddenly get impulsive at this moment, I hope Brother Ran will not be offended!"

Ran Wenji's face froze, the lights in the hall flickered suddenly, and a guard behind him pulled out the dagger from his waist.

Cheng Ling raised his hand, and shot out a copper coin from his fingertip.

bass!

At this moment, the sound of metal impact was like a stream of light.

This is different from the copper coin that Cheng Ling shot back at Xiao Man, this copper coin has murderous intent.

Its skills come from the Jin family's martial arts that Cheng Ling once yearned for very much, the supernatural power of flicking fingers.

In her previous life, she had practiced the way of exerting force, but unfortunately there was a limit of the human body at that time, no matter how she practiced, the things she ejected could not reach the legendary power.

On the contrary, in this life, with the energy of yin and yang, the circulation of inner qi, and the infusion of energy, this ordinary copper coin seems to have a soul.

The stream of light burst out, and at the same time scattered, there were fragments of the short sword!

When Cheng Ling shot out this copper coin, it directly smashed the dagger in the guard's hand.

The guard opened his hand, and the remaining sword hilt came out, and at the same time, a blood line pierced and split from his tiger's mouth.

Ran Wenji only had time to exclaim: "Brother Cheng!"

Cheng Ling withdrew her hand, her face softened, and when she looked at Ran Wenji again, she smiled again.

She blew the non-existing dust on her hands, looked at Ran Wenji with a smile and said, "Brother Ran, just kidding, I am not an impulsive person, unless I am faced with a situation like King Linhai, I will be impulsive occasionally. "

Ran Wenji was still speechless, but looked at Cheng Ling with a frightened heart and a stiff face.

Cheng Ling said again: "Brother Ran, you can't afford to joke, can you?"

Ran Wenji: "Haha! Hahaha!"

He finally laughed, and after a few consecutive laughs, he finally spoke completely: "Hahaha! How is it possible? Brother Cheng really knows how to joke. Although Ran is old, he is not too old-fashioned to know how to joke. .”

After finishing speaking, he ordered people to take the dancers down, and waved his hand to make the guards back away.

Cheng Ling looked at him with a smile the whole time, but he also admired his boldness.

However, Ran Wenji finally adjusted, and his tone eased at this time: "These guys, get in the way! What a character brother Cheng is, if you really don't like Ran, how can those Lu Fu be there or not?" What's the difference?"

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Yeah, Brother Ran won't take my credit anyway."

Ran Wenji laughed hurriedly: "Hahaha, yes, how could Ran rely on Brother Cheng?"

After speaking, he clapped his hands again.

At this time, a servant came up with a large tray, on which was a stack of ledgers.

Ran Wenji said: "This time the caravan is carrying all the ledgers here. Brother Cheng just chooses, and if you agree to give 20% as a thank you gift, it will be 20%! Brother Cheng, don't be polite, choose with confidence!"

The ledger was placed on the table. Ran Wenji opened one and handed it to Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling took it and looked at it. On the front page of the ledger, it said Yancheng corn 1,000 shi!

According to the current conversion method, one stone of rice is equal to one hundred catties of grain, and one thousand stone is equal to one hundred thousand catties of grain!

This number is definitely a lot, and Cheng Ling's eyes suddenly brightened.