Traveling through the late Ming Dynasty to promote Chinese civilization

Chapter 63 Woman in White

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At this moment, Lin San finally took out his bow and arrow. He immediately drew the bow and nocked an arrow, pulling the string taut, but considering Liu Ye's safety, he did not immediately shoot the arrow.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the white figure, another white figure flew out of the cabin and pounced on Lin San.

A woman's voice rang out: "Xi'er, no! Quickly back away and hide!"

The figure rushing towards Lin San hesitated for a moment upon hearing this. Before she could dodge, Lin San had already made his move. An arrow flew out like lightning, accurately striking the woman's shoulder. The arrowhead pierced deep into her shoulder, protruding through it. She didn't even have time to cry out in pain.

The first white figure leaped up and arrived at the side of the injured woman in white. With one hand under her armpit, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and, together with Liu Ye, the three of them quickly retreated. In a few leaps, they left the beach and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lin San, fearing he might injure Liu Ye, dared not fire a second arrow and could only watch helplessly as the three departed. He lacked the extraordinary agility required to catch them.

After staring at the direction where the three had disappeared for a long time, Lin San turned around with a grim face, drew his knife, and held it to the old man steering the boat's neck. He said coldly, "I'll count to ten. Tell me everything you know. If you don't speak after I've finished counting, or if you haven't finished speaking, I'll chop you into mincemeat and throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" The old man had been inexplicably kidnapped right under his nose, and he was furious. Saying he would chop him into mincemeat was no joke.

The old man was terrified and could tell that this man was no ordinary threat. He knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "Hero, spare my life! I'm just a fisherman at sea..."

"one!"

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you... This old man has always sailed his boat by the sea, but recently the government has banned the sea, saying it's to prevent the rebels from going out to sea..."

"two!"

The old man was very nervous, a little dizzy, and didn't know where to begin. He rubbed his palms together and kept swallowing.

"three!"

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Yesterday, two women came to me saying they wanted to go to Dengzhou Prefecture, but the Dengzhou dock wouldn't let them dock, so they had to sneak off from Huang County. I really don't know anything else!" The old man suddenly became fluent and explained everything in a few words.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Lin San gave up the interrogation. He looked back at the direction where the master had been kidnapped and made up his mind that he must chase after them and rescue the master.

Liu Ye moved forward as if riding on clouds, or more accurately, backward. The man in white lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped a great distance. Because of the speed, he was dragged backward by the clothes grabbed by the back of his neck, his feet not touching the ground, and he was completely parallel to the ground.

Liu Ye felt that if he hadn't been kidnapped and had been in a more comfortable position, this feeling would have been quite nice—so this is the legendary light-body skill! Movies and novels aren't entirely lies after all!

After an unknown amount of time, they arrived at what appeared to be an abandoned house and finally stopped. He was thrown heavily to the ground, and the other person reached out and pressed several points on his right chest. Liu Ye felt a numbing sensation throughout his body, and then he lay motionless like a corpse. His first reaction wasn't panic or frustration, but rather excitement. This was pressure point technique—was it the legendary Sunflower Pressure Point Technique?

Lying on the ground, Liu Ye looked up and saw two women in white, their backs to him, so he couldn't see their faces. However, judging from their slender figures, they were both top-notch, and he hoped they were at least attractive. Then, thinking of his predicament, he couldn't help but despise himself. Liu Ye, you might be about to lose your life, and you're still worrying about whether they're good-looking or not. You should be thinking about how to save your life.

One of the women spoke, her voice icy: "I told you to wait on the boat, why did you suddenly run out and get so badly injured?" As she spoke, she used her dagger to dig out the arrowhead, then took out a small porcelain bottle and applied medicine to the other woman. "I already helped you stop the bleeding with acupressure. This wound medicine of mine is extremely effective, and the wound won't fester. However, this arrow was too vicious; it pierced a hole, and the wound probably won't heal for a month or two."

The other woman waited silently until the medicine was applied and the bandage was bandaged before speaking, her voice trembling slightly, clearly from the pain: "Master, could the arrow be poisoned?"

“I’ve examined the wound; it’s bright red and unpoisoned. Besides, someone with such archery skills wouldn’t bother poisoning the arrowhead. If he weren’t worried about his comrades, that arrow would have gone straight to your heart; you wouldn’t be alive now!”

The injured woman seemed relieved, and her tone softened: "I came out to help my master. I saw that person take out a bow and arrow in the cabin, and I was afraid he would hurt you!"

"Even if he could hurt me, with his accomplices around, he would be hesitant to act rashly, so I am naturally no threat."

"Then why did Master tell me to step back? If you hadn't called out to me, I would have hesitated for a moment and perhaps gotten close enough to take his life."

"This man uses a powerful bow. He can draw the string to its fullest extent and hold it without releasing it. His arm is steady and does not tremble at all. His arm strength is truly amazing. Let alone you, even I, as his teacher, would have no choice but to run away from twenty paces away. There is absolutely no way I could get close to him."

Liu Ye couldn't help but interject, "That's right, my brother here is a one-in-a-million sharpshooter, a rare find."

The two women turned around at the same time, and Liu Ye saw their true faces.

The woman who called herself his master was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She had delicate features, almond-shaped eyes, and an oval face, but her eyes were sharp and her expression was serious, giving her the look of an ice queen—which suited her figure perfectly, Liu Ye thought to himself.

When his gaze shifted to his apprentice beside him, Liu Ye inwardly exclaimed, "Oh my god!" He suddenly felt his mouth go dry and his eyes could no longer leave her face.

This woman was much younger than her master, but even more beautiful. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pair of curved willow-leaf eyebrows, watery eyes that sparkled and were alluring, and cherry-like lips that were half-open and half-closed, as if she wanted to say something but didn't, exuding a charm that was incongruous with her age.

Seeing that Liu Ye was staring at her without blinking, the woman turned her head to the side, covered her mouth and smiled softly. After a moment, she turned back to look at him, her hand still covering her mouth, but it was clear that she was still smiling.

Liu Ye stared at her blankly. Her simple smile and the gesture of turning her head made his heart tremble. He exclaimed in his heart: How could there be such an alluring woman in the world? He finally understood the meaning of "a smile that turns heads and a hundred charms are born". This poem seemed to be tailor-made for the woman in white in front of him.

Liu Ye suddenly felt that this happiness had come to him unexpectedly.