Crossing town house man and wife

Chapter 14 4 Tradeoffs

When it comes to martial arts, Wu Ming is just a showman.In the early years, I learned a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu by patchwork.After becoming a ghost cultivator, his body was always changing, so he began to rely on spells, and his martial arts training was limited to playing Wu Qinxi and practicing Tai Chi, so that his arms and legs would not rust to death.

The original owner, Ruan Cheng, is a practitioner, but it's a pity that Wu Ming didn't take time to familiarize himself with this body after taking over, and he didn't use the bit of skill left in the body by the original owner.

The martial arts of this era are completely different from the gymnastics-like martial arts of later generations.In Xia Laogui's words, martial arts back then should actually be called martial arts, and they are methods of cultivation just like spells.It's just that the former exercises the body and strengthens the practitioner's own flesh and bones; the latter exercises the soul so that the practitioner can communicate with the heaven and the earth and borrow the power of the heaven and the earth.

If one compares the strength of the two, it is natural that the spell is more outstanding.As long as a warlock who has achieved a little success in magic can deal with a master of martial arts, as long as he handles it properly, he can easily defeat a hundred with one enemy, and it is no problem to use the power of heaven and earth to wipe out the army.

However, Wu Ming wasn't so angry yet, and didn't want to reveal that he knew magic, so he could only use spiritual power to add a layer of defense to himself, and used a method that was almost cheating but very hard to fight against Yan. Heng fight.

In this way, Wu Ming was at a disadvantage.

Because Yan Heng is a master of the middle class, his kung fu has reached the peak, if he is completely close, ordinary monks may not be his opponent.After a little seriousness, Wu Ming, who couldn't use his hole cards, was at a disadvantage, and was played around by Yan Heng like an adult teasing a child.

What made Wu Ming even more depressed was that he hadn't cultivated seriously for a long time, and the little spiritual power in his body was only accumulated here, and he couldn't stand the consumption at all, but he felt that his spiritual power was not enough after a few rounds.

Yan Heng also noticed that Wu Ming's stamina was lacking, but he didn't miss the opportunity when he was puzzled. He caught a flaw that Wu Ming showed and kicked him lightly at the crook of his leg.

Wu Ming couldn't control himself, and his body fell forward.

Yan Heng grabbed one of his arms, twisted it backwards, and clasped his shoulder with the other hand, pushing him to the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!" Wu Ming yelled immediately.

"Be good and it won't hurt anymore." Yan Heng didn't let go, but knelt down, continued to press Wu Ming's arm with one hand, and groped around Wu Ming's back with the other hand.

Wu Ming got goosebumps from his touch, and subconsciously wanted to use the spell regardless, to let this guy know why the flowers are so popular.

But before he could actually make a move, there was an outspoken cough from the door.

"Cough, cough, prostitution in the daytime is not what a gentleman does!"

Yan Heng's movements froze, and Wu Ming hurriedly scrambled and scrambled to escape, running away from his hands.

The prey that was about to arrive just ran away, and Yan Heng suddenly became a little angry, and all his anger was poured on the person who was talking outside the door.

"Luo Daozi, get out!"

The guy who pretended to be coughing at the door was Luo Daozi. Hearing Yan Heng's anger, Luo Daozi didn't care, and continued to tease with a smile: "Yo, this is really a newcomer marrying into the house, and the matchmaker threw it over the wall. Master, you are too... ..."

"Get out!" Yan Heng squinted his eyes and let out another growl.

This time, Luo Daozi finally knew that Yan Heng was really angry, he quickly shut his mouth, and obediently exited the door.

Yan Heng took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, then raised his head, stretched out his hand, and hooked his fingers towards Wu Ming who was sitting cross-legged beside him, signaling him to return to his arms.

Wu Ming raised his hand and made a face as a reply.

Yan Heng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and found that his tyrannical flames had just been extinguished by Wu Ming's grimace.

"Good, come here."

Yan Heng could only keep a straight face, pretending to be tough.

"Bah!" Wu Ming stared, "Didn't I tell you last night that you are not allowed to kiss. Could it be that you have a hole in your head and you will miss it after listening?"

"How do you talk!" Yan Heng was ashamed and annoyed, "I am your lord, and it is only right and proper to be intimate with you."

"Intimacy is fine, but kissing is not!" Wu Ming argued, "Tongue and saliva are all sticky, it's disgusting!"

Yan Heng was speechless for a moment, completely lost his emotions by Wu Ming's speech.After thinking about Wu Ming's words, Yan Heng even felt that the feeling was really not very good.But looking at Wu Mingxue's white cheeks and his red lips bitten by him again, Yan Heng's lips and tongue couldn't help but began to move around.

"Just don't like kissing?" Yan Heng squatted like this and took two steps forward, bringing the distance between himself and Wu Ming closer to within reach, "Is everything else okay?"

"What else do you want to do?" Wu Ming looked at Yan Heng warily, and subconsciously glanced at his crotch.It's a pity that the hem of the clothes these days is too long, covering everything that should be covered and not being able to see anything.

"What do you want me to do?" Yan Heng stretched out his hand, took Wu Ming's hands in his hands, then put them together again, put them to his mouth, and gently bit his fingers with his lips and teeth.

Yan Heng's movements were very gentle, and Wu Ming didn't feel any pain, so he hesitated for a while and let him do what he did.

But before Yan Heng could move on to the next step, Luo Daozi coughed again outside the door.

"My lord, it's almost done, there is still business to do!"

Yan Heng froze immediately.

Wu Ming couldn't help laughing.

Yan Heng glared at the door angrily, but he didn't continue.

"wait me back."

After finishing speaking, Yan Heng grabbed Wu Ming's hands again, kissed his palm twice, and then stood up resolutely, and walked out the door.

Wu Ming kept smiling until Yan Heng walked out of the main hall.

When Yan Heng closed the main hall door smoothly, blocking Wu Ming's sight from himself, the corners of Wu Ming's mouth immediately collapsed.

This guy definitely has pervert tendencies!

Wu Ming rubbed his painful shoulder and arm from being caught, and began to reconsider whether to stay in the county guard's mansion temporarily.

He doesn't care about being eaten tofu, but if Yan Heng wants to play a game like Fifty Shades of Gray, he will definitely not accompany him!

The feeling he hates the most is hunger, followed by pain. If anyone touches these two bottom lines, he will have to work hard with that guy even if he can't be a ghost!

Wu Ming bit his lip and compared the benefits of leaving with the benefits of staying, but finally found helplessly that staying is the best and most comfortable choice for him at present.

Leaving the Sheriff's Mansion would mean wandering around like a thief, and he was used to the leisurely life of later generations, whether he could bear it was another matter.

but--

Wu Ming thought about it again, and soon felt that the key to solving this matter was not to endure or get out, but whether he was strong enough.

Yan Heng only knows some martial arts, as long as he can recover to his peak state, Yan Heng can't do anything to him at all!At that time, only he will abuse Yan Heng in turn, whoever gets Yan Heng to torment him!

Well, next, we must seize all the time to absorb spiritual power, and we can no longer slack off like we did in the later life!

Wu Ming clenched his fist and made up his mind, but then he felt that this was not safe. He had to get something other than spells to protect himself, such as...

There is no need to think about the gun, it is simply impossible to make it in this year.

Steel and iron are trivial things. The key is that there are no electric drills, machine tools, or vernier calipers and a series of tools. If you rely solely on your eyes and hands, you can at most make a firecracker that may explode at any time.

By the way, you can try the Xiujian and Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Wu Ming was thinking about getting some protection when Yan Heng opened the door and came back.

"Come out with me." Yan Heng walked to Wu Ming's side and stretched out his hand to pull him up from the mat.

"Why?" Wu Ming asked.

"Luo Daozi has asked someone to make the stirrups." Yan Heng said, "I'm going to the school yard to check the effect."

Wu Ming originally wanted to say that you can go by yourself, there is no need to bring me, but after thinking about it, he realized that it would be boring to stay, so he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, closed his mouth, and obediently followed Yan Heng out.

Luo Daozi was waiting outside the door, and when he saw Yan Heng bringing Wu Ming out, he immediately saluted with a smile.

Wu Ming glanced at him, seeing that Yan Heng didn't pay attention, he pretended he didn't see it either.

The three walked to the school grounds with a few guards.

The entire school grounds had obviously been sealed off, the idlers in the middle of the grounds had been cleared away, and the perimeter was tightly guarded by soldiers. It looked like even a mouse couldn't get in.

Two men who looked like generals were waiting in the school yard with four fat and strong horses, followed by an old man holding a wooden box, who looked like a blacksmith who was in charge of making stirrups.

When several people approached, the two generals and the old man immediately bowed to salute.

Then, the old man opened the wooden box, revealing several pairs of stirrups that had just been built.

Maybe it’s because I’m not sure what the stirrups described by Wu Ming should look like. Several pairs of stirrups also have different shapes, each with its own advantages and disadvantages. Some have a ring shape twisted from a whole iron bar, and some have a flat bottom made of copper sheets and rivets. Support shape.

Wu Ming thinks that the style is not important, the key is whether it is strong or not, and whether it can be borrowed. However, considering that practice will bring true knowledge, if they are not allowed to experience it for themselves, if there is some problem, even if he tells it, they may not understand it.

So, Wu Ming didn't interrupt, just stood aside silently, watching them try out one by one in boredom.

The result of the trial is naturally to everyone's satisfaction.

The stirrup was originally the fifth greatest invention that changed the world, and its importance is no less than that of the wheel.Its appearance not only makes it easier to get on and off the horse, but also liberates the rider's hands, enabling the rider to rely on the strength of the legs to support the body, allowing the hands and upper body to make more movements.In war, such a change is enough to play a decisive role in winning or losing.

Therefore, after the appearance of stirrups, cavalry replaced chariots and completely changed the mode of human warfare.

Once this thing is produced, the world will be chaotic.

Wu Ming sighed for a while, and quickly put that point of conscience behind him.

Chaos is chaos, there has never been real peace at all in this year, the south is opening up territories, and the north is resisting aliens. The people in the Central Plains can live a stable life for a few days, but they must always be ready to be exploited and oppressed , Preparations for enslavement.

Besides, this is not the first time he has messed up the world, and it would be too hypocritical to be hypocritical for such a thing.

Wu Ming looked at the galloping horses on the field, and the guilt in his heart was quickly replaced by more interesting ideas.

When Yan Heng handed the horse with stirrups to another officer for trial and walked back to Wu Ming, Wu Ming tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Say, if the horse is also equipped with armor What will happen?"

"Put armor on the horse?" Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes lit up.