Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 80 Extra Time (4k)

The silver moon hung in the sky. Occasionally, pairs of birds stood on the branches of Phoenix Mountain, rubbing their heads against each other. Occasionally, a few cooing sounds could be heard from the mountains. They would suddenly look back, look around, and then flap their wings and fly away to who knows where. The branches under their feet kept shaking, and scattered bits of snow.

The extremely beautiful girl was wearing a monk's robe, sitting upright on the couch. The slightly loose robe was squeezed by her full and round hips, outlining an extremely amazing curve. Considering her identity as a nun, one could not help but feel a sense of contrast and abstinence.

Zhao Wumian felt it was strange. How did things develop to the point where Guan Yunshu applied medicine to him? But it was nothing, just applying medicine.

But Guan Yunshu didn't move for a long time, so he turned around and looked at her. Guan Yunshu's expression was hesitant. She put the ointment on her fingertips and looked at her boots, but she didn't look at him... Applying the ointment seemed to cost her innocence.

He then said, "Forget about being shy, but why force yourself to do this?"

Guan Yunshu pursed his lips, his expression returned to calm, and he said calmly: "I'm not shy, it's just against the rules, but you are doing this for Xiao Xitian and your old injury has relapsed. You are hated and hated by everyone in Xiao Xitian... I'm not an ungrateful woman, I'm just applying medicine for you... Lie down."

"Dong Yan is related to the person who poisoned the prince, and the only clue about Dong Yan at present is Xiao Xitian's spy. I am just helping myself... But do you value the precepts so much? I will definitely let you eat meat once and tell a lie once in the future." Zhao Wumian turned his head away again and rested his chin on the pillow.

This bed was obviously the one Guan Yunshu had slept on since he was a child. Even though he hadn't slept on it for some time, there was still a faint, unique fragrance of Guan Yunshu on it. To be specific, it was a mixture of the incense in the temple and his inexplicable body odor.

However, Zhao Wumian thought of Su Qingqi. Now a day and a night had passed. If everything went well, she would arrive in the capital by dawn... He missed her a little.

"Why do you like to make me break the rules so much?" Guan Yunshu was mentally prepared. He put ointment on his fingertips and gently tapped the bruises on Zhao Wumian's back, as if he was tickling Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian came back to his senses and felt that the places where Guan Yunshu had touched were icy cold, but her fingertips were warm and quite comfortable.

"It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not, it's just my job."

"What job?"

"As a backbone of the foundation, I will not answer any of your questions."

"What foundation... To put it bluntly, you just want to see me do something I don't like." Guan Yunshu sighed lightly, no longer shy. Her little hands began to slowly press down, no longer applying the medicine with her fingertips, but with the upper joints of her fingers.

"Don't you want to taste some meat?"

“Who said I haven’t tried it?”

Zhao Wumian looked back at her in astonishment, "Really?"

"I never lie." Guan Yunshu quickly applied the medicine, then took the powder from Luo Chaoyan, cleanly cut open the bloody white cloth on his shoulder, wiped the blood first, then sprinkled the powder, "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Guan Yunshu paused for a moment, and looked at Zhao Wumian strangely, "Are you still a Jianghu person?"

"People in the martial arts world are also human beings, and nuns are naturally human beings too. They should eat meat, drink alcohol, lie and touch men." Zhao Wumian turned his head again and looked at Guan Yunshu.

"Wrong logic." Guan Yunshu looked away for some reason, his voice cold, "No one says that people must eat meat, drink alcohol, lie, and touch men."

Having said that, her movements were much gentler.

"It's okay. You've already touched a man and eaten his flesh. The only thing left is to make you drink and lie... You've already accomplished half of it. Congratulations."

Luo Chaoyan sat on the chair, poured herself tea, glanced at the two of them out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly felt like she seemed a little redundant.

After sprinkling the powder and bandaging the wound with clean white cloth, Luo Chaoyan finally found something to do. She put her hands behind her back and stepped forward to take a few glances before nodding with satisfaction, "Miss Guan has a natural talent for being a doctor."

"Everyone in the martial arts world knows this." Guan Yunshu shook his head lightly, stood up, and gently patted the wrinkles of his monk's robe on his hips with both hands.

Zhao Wumian was right behind her, his eyes jumping wildly with the ups and downs of some kind of emotion... He silently looked away, but saw Luo Chaoyan holding Guan Yunshu's little hand and sitting on the edge of the bed.
"The blood stasis on the back cannot be cured by simply applying medicine. It also requires specific massage techniques to dredge the tendons and bones, stop bleeding and remove blood stasis... I have never practiced martial arts, so my hands are not strong enough. This matter still needs to be done by Miss Guan."

This is a lie. Luo Chaoyan just wants Guan Yunshu to touch Zhao Wumian more... The so-called gradual progress, don't you see that Guan Yunshu is so resistant to physical contact with the opposite sex, and now she can simply apply medicine for Zhao Wumian? As long as we do it step by step, sooner or later she will let down her guard and accept Zhao Wumian.

But tonight we just need to consolidate our gains and move on to deeper things later.

In other words, as long as Guan Yunshu gives Zhao Wumian another massage, she will definitely not be too resistant to having some simple physical contact with Zhao Wumian in the future.

The innocent little nun had no idea of ​​the dangers of the world. She hesitated for a moment and nodded gently. Then she said to Zhao Wumian calmly, "I'm just helping you stop the bleeding and remove the blood stasis. Don't think too much. I'll only help you this time."

Zhao Wumian wanted to get up and move around, but he continued to lie down after hearing what was said. Naturally, he would not refuse to add time. "Thank you for your help."

Luo Chaoyan stood up and took out a small porcelain bottle from the small bag she carried with her. She poured out some medicine and rubbed it on her and Guan Yunshu's hands. "Use this medicine, the effect will be better, but don't touch the bruises to prevent the two medicines from mixing."

Then Luo Chaoyan put her small hands on Zhao Wumian's back and demonstrated and explained to Guan Yunshu.

The medicine was icy cold, but the little hands were warm and soft, and the force of the massage was neither light nor heavy, so comfortable that Zhao Wumian almost fell asleep. Then Guan Yunshu seemed to have learned it, and she also pressed her little hands on Zhao Wumian's back, but Luo Chaoyan had just said that her hands were not strong enough, so she used a little more strength.

Click————

Guan Yunshu's hand touched it and then left, with a look of slight surprise in his eyes, "Are you okay?"

"…It's okay, but if you do it two more times, I might die."

"Sorry..." Guan Yunshu pressed on Zhao Wumian's back again, his technique much gentler.

"If you really want to apologize, just have a drink with me." Guan Yunshu's small hands were soft and smooth, pressing on my back, it felt so comfortable.

"Shut up, I don't have a horse to give you."

It was a little difficult to exert force while sitting sideways, so Guan Yunshu took off her boots, revealing her small feet in pure white silk stockings, and leaned towards the soft couch, sitting directly next to Zhao Wumian like a duck. The wide monk's robe was a little tight because of her perky buttocks, so she raised her hand to lift up the monk's robe near her buttocks.

"I'll go boil some hot water." Seeing that things were getting better, Luo Chaoyan smiled slightly, got up and left.

She had a delicate body, and she began to sweat just from applying the medicine and massaging. This caused the fabric on her buttocks to stick slightly tightly to her skin, outlining her round and firm lines, as fleshy as her thighs.

Even though Guan Yunshu was also a woman, she couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Then she suddenly thought that men seemed to like women like Luo Chaoyan, who were of noble status, gentle and virtuous, and considerate... and had a perky butt.

She glanced at Zhao Wumian inconspicuously.

Zhao Wumian didn't look at Luo Chaoyan. He was looking at Guan Yunshu's feet. Even though they were wrapped in stockings, he could still see their slender and soft lines. Zhao Wumian had seen bare feet before in the inn in Taiyuan, and now, looking closely, well, they were exquisite, like works of art... But Guan Yunshu had been wearing boots for a whole day, so how come there was no odor at all? Was it the effect of internal energy?
Guan Yunshu raised her little hand, and the smooth touch on her back was gone, which made Zhao Wumian look at her in confusion. Then, everything in front of him went dark. Guan Yunshu directly covered his face with the quilt, her little face slightly red, and her expression was ashamed and angry, "You lecher!"

"The house is ruined!" An unclear voice came from under the quilt.

Guan Yunshu took this opportunity to quickly put on his boots and said coldly: "What misunderstanding?" "What exactly do you want to hide from her?" Zhao Wumian grabbed the quilt with both hands, making a little space for himself, and his voice became much clearer.

Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but pursed her lips. Why did she always feel that she couldn't hide anything from Zhao Wumian? Was it because he was too smart? Or because he knew her too well?

She took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and lowered her voice, "Your martial arts come from Taixuan Palace, right?"

Zhao Wumian moved the fragrant blanket away from his head, looking slightly surprised, "You knew this a long time ago?"

Guan Yunshu shook his head slightly, "It was just a guess before, but if Taoist Lingxu also said so, then it is probably true."

"What's wrong with this sect? Why can't we tell her?" Zhao Wumian pondered for a while, then was slightly startled and guessed, "Rebellion?"

Guan Yunshu nodded slightly, "It's still the leader of the three evil sects."

Zhao Wumian immediately sat up, frowning, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "You've never seen me?"

Guan Yunshu shook his head lightly.

"Ms. Su is a detective from the Detective Department. She didn't react at all, so I shouldn't be wanted." Zhao Wumian analyzed: "Maybe I just happen to know the martial arts of Taixuan Palace, but I'm not a disciple of Taixuan Palace..."

Guan Yunshu shook his head again, "Only by going to Taixuan Palace can we know the answer."

"Where is Taixuan Palace?"

"Jiangnan."

Jiangnan is located across most of the territory of Dali from Jin. Even if Zhao Wumian had a thousand-mile horse, it would take months to run there... With that much time, Luo Chaoyan would have ascended the throne and become emperor long ago.

Zhao Wumian fell silent, and then said: "Even if she ascends the throne and becomes the emperor, she will still treat my injuries and illnesses. Even if I am really a member of Taixuan Palace, as long as I have no rebellious intentions, then there will be no problem."

"The world and the ministers in the court don't see it that way. As long as you are a member of Taixuan Palace, you will never be able to get rid of this stigma. If the world knew that she had a close relationship with the rebels, she would be in trouble."

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look outside the house. With his five senses, he could clearly feel Luo Chaoyan fetching a basin of water. She was weak and had little strength, so her steps were heavy and laborious. Then he heard a light "pop" sound, which must be the sound of placing the basin of water on the stove.

He retracted his gaze and shook his head lightly, "I will investigate my identity, but I promised her to send her back to the capital, and I will not break my promise now... I have no sense of belonging or feelings towards the so-called Taixuan Palace. If I were to make a choice, I would definitely stand on Luo Chaoyan's side."

Guan Yunshu snorted lightly, "I knew you would say that... but before that, it's better not to tell her."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly. He naturally knew that it was still unclear whether he was a member of Taixuan Palace or not... There was no need to tell Luo Chaoyan about something that was not even decided yet, which would only add to her troubles.

At this moment, Luo Chaoyan poked her head out from behind the door. "The water will be ready in a moment... Hmm? Why are you up?"

She walked into the room, approached Zhao Wumian, and asked with concern: "Feeling better?"

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Zhao Wumian wanted to stand up and put on his robe, but Luo Chaoyan held him down again, and then gently stroked Zhao Wumian's cheek with her small hand.

Zhao Wumian was slightly startled, but he saw Luo Chaoyan took out another porcelain bottle and gently applied some ointment on his face, whispering: "Such a long bloodstain on the face will probably leave a scar, but fortunately it's not as serious as the shoulder. I can remove it without the Qingying Jade Cloth."

"Um...thank you."

Guan Yunshu glanced at the two of them and silently withdrew his gaze. No wonder Zhao Wumian stood on Luo Chaoyan's side... Which man would not be confused?

After applying the medicine, Zhao Wumian stood up, put on his hat and robe, and then he felt his sleeve being pulled down.

Looking back, Luo Chaoyan pulled his sleeves with both hands, looking worried, and asked, "Are you going to track down Ye Wancang?"

"I'm almost recovered, so I'll go."

"You just took the medicine, how come you're almost recovered?"

"I wasn't injured originally, it was just a recurrence of an old injury."

Luo Chaoyan took a deep breath and said firmly, "You are not allowed to go."

"If Ye Wancang is really connected to the spies, they will definitely meet tonight. This is a good opportunity."

"Wouldn't it be better to let the Sword Sect leader track him down?"

"After all, he is an outsider, so it is best to go there in person."

Knowing that she couldn't beat Zhao Wumian, Luo Chaoyan could only look at Guan Yunshu.

Guan Yunshu thought for a moment, then stood up and rummaged through the cabinet, then took out a mailbox and handed it to Luo Chaoyan: "My yard is quiet and deserted, so there won't be any annoying people visiting me in the middle of the night. You are safe here, but just in case, open it if anything unusual happens."

What this means is that she will go with Zhao Wumian.

Luo Chaoyan felt relieved, smiled slightly, and took the mailbox, "Thank you, Miss Guan."

"He wants to catch a spy from Xiao Xitian, so it is my responsibility to go with him."

Luo Chaoyan took out a small porcelain bottle from her bag. Inside was a tiny beetle not even as big as a fingernail... actually it was a poisonous insect.

According to Luo Chaoyan, the insect can smell the odor of the small pill, but the smell can only last for six hours. At the same time, if the distance is too far, the small beetle cannot smell it.

After opening the cork, I saw that the little beetle was indeed hitting the bottle body one after another in one direction. I guess that was Ye Wancang's direction.

"Doraemon, I wouldn't be surprised if one day you took out a random door from your magic bag."

Luo Chaoyan had gotten used to Zhao Wumian often saying things she couldn't understand. She held Guan Yunshu's small hands with both of her own and whispered, "His injuries haven't healed yet. If it's not necessary, don't let him fight with others, otherwise he will definitely be injured."

"How could this degree of injury leave any hidden injuries?" Zhao Wumian interjected.

"Shut up. Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?" Luo Chaoyan was rarely fierce.

Zhao Wumian kept silent, but he was happy in his heart. Who wouldn't want to have a noble, gentle and virtuous woman like Luo Chaoyan to care about him all the time?

(End of this chapter)