Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 396 Little Ma and Ren the Rascal
At dawn, the eastern sky was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, with delicate white clouds drifting by. The morning mist still lingered, veiling the mountains in a soft veil of light, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Fengxi Village, like a sleeping maiden, nestles quietly at the foot of the mountain, with only a few hundred households visible from afar.

As you approach, you can see wisps of smoke rising from chimneys and hear the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking—a truly idyllic scene.

This is an ordinary little village, common in southwestern Shandong. However, this village is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, adjacent to a famous county, and shares the same name as Fengxi Town. The two are only a dozen miles apart and watch over each other.

Fifty li north of Fengxi Village lies Yanzhou Prefecture, bordering Nanyang Lake, a place abundant in produce. Compared to other places, it can be considered a land of fish and rice.

As the little horse entered the village, every household was cooking over a fire, and the road was very quiet. Turning past a thatched hut, he saw several children squatting on the ground playing.

He smiled slightly, walked to the child's side, and asked with a smile, "Have you all eaten?"

The children looked up and, seeing Xiao Ma, exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Xiao Ma, you're finished eating! What about you?"

"I ate a bowl of noodles," Little Ma said, rubbing his stomach. "Now I'm hungry again."

The children laughed: "Little Ma is such a glutton!"

"Yeah, I'm a complete glutton," Little Ma laughed. "Hey, playing with mud balls?"

"Yeah, yeah! Why don't you join us for some fun!"

"I used to play this a lot when I was a kid. But I don't know what your rules are?"

Little Ma casually picked up one, pretended to aim at it, and flicked it, sending the mud bullet flying and hitting another one.

The mud ball, under the force, suddenly spun and rolled to the left, then collided with another mud ball to the right. In the blink of an eye, it collided with several mud balls, and when it stopped, it was in the center, forming a perfectly round circle.

Several children shouted, "That's not how you play! You're so stupid!"

Little Horse sat on the ground and laughed, "I was just as smart as you guys when I was little, but I've become stupid now. Can you teach me?"

The children chuckled and called him Big Dumb Little Horse.

Little Horse wasn't annoyed and continued to smile gently.

After the children made a fuss for a while, seeing his affectionate expression, they all rushed to tell him the rules.

Little Ma learned it right away, grabbed a few mud balls, and started playing with them.

To be honest, children's games can be dangerous if they involve adults.

They are often the most accomplished and the most enthusiastic.

The children played and shouted, which soon attracted a group of snotty-nosed toddlers to watch.

When it was Xiao Ma's turn, the children tugged at his clothes and sleeves, acting spoiled and trying to prevent him from getting the first turn. Xiao Ma deliberately lost a few rounds, losing a whole bag of mud balls in the process.

The children walked home excitedly, their heads held high, amidst the envious and jealous gazes of the snotty-nosed boy.

Xiao Ma stood up, patted the dirt off his clothes, chuckled, and looked serene and content.

Just then, a loud rumbling sound came from behind, mixed with the chattering of girls and the explanations of a simple-minded boy.

"I'm speechless. How could you get the town and village wrong when you bought the property deed!"

"I... I thought he was selling me Fengxi Town."

"You think? That kid's a shill! He's a gangster like those hooligans!"

"what?"

"What do you mean, 'huh'? Look at my elbow!"

"Ouch~"

The donkey cart was moving extremely fast. As they passed each other, the little horse stared intently. In a fleeting glance, he saw the white-robed gentleman driving the cart grinning at him.

He was truly dashing and unrestrained, so handsome that his every glance was captivating.

Xiao Ma stood there dumbfounded, muttering to himself, "This, this kind of person, would actually come to live in Fengxi Village?"

The donkey cart continued on its way.

Hongxiu peeked out and gave Shaoyang a deep look: "Damn, they look just like each other!"

Ren Shaoyang replied without turning his head: "Yes."

"His personality is really good."

"Haha, she's gentle and thoughtful, which is why many people call her 'Junior Sister Feng'."

Hongxiu burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Who's there?" Ding An poked his head out. "Where's Junior Sister Feng?"

"Shut up!" Hongxiu grabbed his collar, pulled him back into the carriage, and elbowed him wildly. "Just looking at you makes me angry!"

"Ouch~!"

The donkey cart traveled along, passing through a persimmon grove, and stopped at a small wooden hut with bamboo walls and low eaves, its entrance deserted.

"Is this it?" Ren Shaoyang turned his head and asked.

Ding'an held the land deed, looked at the wooden hut and then at the land deed, and said uncertainly, "Okay, it seems so!"

"Ah, that's it." Hongxiu got out of the car with Gungun in her arms, staring at it in a daze. "Crippled man, look here, doesn't it look like our home at Dripping Cliff?"

"Alas?"

Ren Shaoyang looked at it carefully and laughed, "You know what, it really does look a bit like it!"

"Ha, let's go in then!"

Ding'an clapped his hands and laughed, then took the lead and entered the gate.

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu exchanged a glance and shrugged: "Sigh, it would be better if we were as slow as him."

"Just as slow-witted?" Hongxiu grinned, clearly disgusted. "What would it be like then?"

"Hmm, the Three Idiots causing chaos on the road to the underworld?"

"Ha ha!"

The little beggar laughed so hard he almost fell over, and followed Shaoyang into the house.

As the two entered, a musty smell lingered in their nostrils, indicating that no one had been there for a long time; dust covered the windowsills and corners of the walls.

Ding'an has already looked inside and out, and now he's opening the windows to let the smell out.

Ren Shaoyang waved his hand and said, "Just put some green plants in to absorb the smell."

"no, I'm fine!"

Ding An waved his hands wildly, then his prosthetic arm snapped open, and the rotor spun rapidly. In an instant, the two of them felt an irresistible force enveloping them.

air!
A clear, ethereal sound rang out in the room, like the striking of a bell or chime, and dust billowed up, only to be instantly covered by that magical power.

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu, their robes fluttering, watched Ding'an's performance with squinted eyes.

Hongxiu said, "This 'Hidden Dragon' prosthetic arm has some tricks up its sleeve."

Ren Shaoyang nodded: "Yes, Ding'an's application of 'qi' is becoming more and more exquisite."

"Drink!"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Anyi flipped his hand, and dust condensed into a ball in his palm. With a slight shake, it flew out of his palm, spinning rapidly, becoming rounder and larger, filled with extremely strong energy, as if it was about to explode.

"Sever your hand!" Hongxiu pointed at him, jumping up and down. "If this thing explodes in the house, I'll fucking beat you to death!"

"Hehe, how could that be?"

Ding An gave an awkward laugh, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He quickly spread his five fingers again, as if smoke was rising from his palm, and pushed it forward.

Ren Shaoyang suddenly felt a slight sway in his lower body. At the same time, the ball of energy leaped up, drifting and swaying like a bouncing star, flying out of the window. Suddenly, more than a dozen loud bangs were heard, like thunderclaps in the dry season, and leaves fell like raindrops all around. In no time, a foul wind swept up and slowly dissipated.

"it is good!"

Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands in admiration, "Broken Hand, in addition to the 'Residual Flame Blade Technique' and the 'Southern Heaven Divine Fist,' you have acquired another unique skill!"

Ding An laughed heartily: "It's all thanks to you. Without the cripple's blueprints and the little beggar's 'Meishan Iron Essence,' I wouldn't have been able to forge this precious prosthetic hand."

"I hope it won't be ruined again," Hongxiu muttered.

Ding An quickly stretched out his prosthetic arm and covered her mouth, spitting out, "Pah! Pah! You jinx, don't talk nonsense!"

"No no no!"

The little beggar waved his hands wildly, cursing and swearing.

Ren Shaoyang sniffed around and laughed, "There's no smell anymore. Your 'spring cleaning' trick works pretty well."

"That's right!" Ding'an said proudly. "It can be used externally or applied to the body. If your body is dirty, just use it and the mud will disappear. How wonderful!"

"To yourself?" Ren Shaoyang asked. "Then the clothes are gone too, aren't they?"

Ding An was stunned for a moment, and said, "Ah, wouldn't it be fine if I just took off all my clothes?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Think about it the other way around, can't we also rip someone's clothes off?"

"Yes, I think so!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and turned to leave: "Alright, you go and perfect this move 'Three-Part Return to Origin Qi'. I'm going out for a bit."

Ding An asked in confusion, "Crippled man, why is it called 'Three Parts Returning to the Origin Qi'?"

"You'll see when you clash with Xiong Ba!" Ren Shaoyang waved his hand and walked out the door.

“He’s here again!” Ding’an shook his head and said to the little beggar, “Every time he tells a riddle, I have to guess it.”

"Ha, he's just looking for fun."

Hongxiu smiled and turned her head. The little dumpling was squinting its bear eyes, one paw covering its mouth, the other waving wildly, mischievously imitating the way she had been coerced earlier, while deliberately glancing at her as it did so.

bass!
The little beggar squinted his eyes.

"嘤嘤嘤!!!"

"Don't run!"
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Ren Shaoyang, hands tucked into his sleeves, strolled along the country lane like a street urchin, looking around and thoroughly enjoying the springtime scenery of the small village. (Hmm!)

The young women and wives of Fengxi Village had never seen such a dashing man before, and they all chattered and secretly peeked at him.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and thought to himself, "Sigh, she's still a country bumpkin. She's not as bold as those women of the martial arts world. If it were any other day, someone would have already offered themselves to her! What a pity, this isn't 'Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing'."

That said, the most frequently mentioned topic in this chapter of the book is definitely pornography.
Turning past a thatched hut, I found several children playing with mud balls.

Sure enough, this stuff is addictive.

Ren Shaoyang stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Little Danzi'er, what are you doing?"

The children looked up and, seeing the handsome and dashing newcomer, were all speechless.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and casually flicked a mud ball away: "I like playing with this too."

The mud ball spun around a few times, attracting several other mud balls nearby. It spun faster and faster, and mud fell down in a flurry.

"Wow!"

The children stared with their big eyes and then shouted out.

When the mud ball stopped, it actually outlined a small mud dog, pouncing and biting, which was very lifelike and vivid.

"Oh my! It's Ah Huang!"

"Yes! Little Stone's Ah Huang, it's so cute and barking!"

"Big brother, big brother, what did you do?"

The children clapped, jumped, shouted, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hahaha, little trick, little trick," Ren Shaoyang laughed, hands on his hips.

This is no small trick; it is a method of mimicking "mixed sword energy," where the force is contained within the mud pellet when the finger is released, and the pellet automatically merges with the remaining mud pellets upon contact.

In other words, the child didn't know it was a magic trick, but any martial arts master would probably be so amazed that their eyes would bulge!
Immediately afterwards, Ren Shaoyang picked up a few mud balls and played with them with the children.

Several children played and shouted, hitting the target with great accuracy, laughing heartily.

Who is Ren Shaoyang?

Ren is a scoundrel and petty; do you think he'll let you win so easily?
Not even for children!

Ren the rogue lay on the ground and, with a few skillful maneuvers, caused the children to stumble, fall over with a yelp, or feel numb all over when they tried to launch mud balls—in short, all of them were far from their usual standard.

Taking advantage of this, Ren Jianshen displayed his divine power and soon won a bagful of mud balls.

The children were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment. The confidence they had gained from the pony earlier had vanished completely.

A little boy with a runny nose and tears in his eyes said, "You, you're bullying me!"

"How did I bully you?"

"You're something else!"

"Hey?" Ren Shaoyang laughed. "I have the ability to win, why can't I?"

"If you're so tough to bully a child, give me back my marbles."

"No, no! A bet is a bet, how can you cheat? You've always refused to admit your losses since you were little, and now you're even less capable than me."

The children pouted; they couldn't beat them in a fight, nor could they win an argument.

Finally, she burst into tears and ran home, wiping away her tears with both hands.

"Ah, hahaha~!"

Ren the rascal put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Young master, you are as handsome as jade, yet you bully a little child like this. Isn't that going a bit too far?"

A soft voice came.

Ren Shaoyang turned around and looked.

Then I saw Little Ma, oh no, I mean Junior Sister Feng!

Wearing a straw hat, she stood in the corner, smiling as she watched him.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "My heart is as vast as the sky and as boundless as the sea. Victory or defeat is irrelevant to me. I am indifferent to good or bad. Gods and Buddhas can go and rest. I am alone on the high tower, and I am not accepted by the world."

Nie Feng remained silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Young Master, your arrogance and aloofness are indeed somewhat..."

"Arrogant?"

"No, it's loneliness as white as snow."

"Hahaha!" Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily. "That's exactly what I wanted to say. Come on! I'll treat you to a drink."

Nie Feng was taken aback and said, "Young Master, I still need to go hunting."

Ren Shaoyang swayed and grabbed his arm, walking towards the edge of the village while shouting, "Why hunt? You're not broke! Let's go to Zhonghua Pavilion for a drink!"

Nie Feng tried to break free a few times, but couldn't. Frustrated and helpless, he looked at the white-robed figure's back and thought:

"This person is truly no less capable than me!"

(End of this chapter)