"Liar~" The girl in red pursed her lips, obviously not believing his answer, "You're really stingy, you obviously don't want to teach, but you still say it's not suitable for you." , give what you want, plus you are not from the Jianghu, so you don't know the rules in the Jianghu, and you don't know the martial arts of masters.
Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, just smiled and said: "My martial arts needs to be practiced with women on the bed. You are a girl from every family, how do you practice?"
The girl in red was startled, and subconsciously replied, "I can practice with you on the bed."
After seeing Song Qingshu's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, she finally came to her senses, her pretty face blushed, and she couldn't help spitting: "Dirty!" She was taught by a famous teacher since she was a child. But it can be regarded as understanding, there is no such thing as practicing in bed, it is obvious that this person deliberately said that to tease him.
Seeing her expression, Song Qingshu guessed her thoughts and said with a depressed face: "I told you about the cultivation method with good intentions, but you misunderstood me. This world is true. Everyone believes lies. No one would believe it anymore.”
The girl snorted, but didn't answer. At this moment, Kungfu Xiaoer brought up the dish she just ordered, and she randomly moved a few chopsticks to pick out some light dishes to eat.
The chopsticks were poking aimlessly at the plate, and the girl rested her chin on her hands, and just sat there without answering.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Qingshu wouldn't keep talking to her, and continued to drink by himself.
"Do you know that it rained last night?" At this time, a few people suddenly came up from the ladder, scanning the audience while chatting, seeing an empty table next to Song Qingshu and the others, and walking over here.
Song Qingshu casually looked at them and saw that they were disciples of the Beggar Gang, but unlike other disciples of the Beggar Gang that he had seen before, these people's clothes were clean and tidy, and they looked like dogs.
"It should be a disciple of the Clean Clothes Sect." Song Qingshu thought to himself, the dispute between the Clean Clothes and the Dirty Clothes of the Beggars' Clan has been going on for a long time, and when it was the most violent, there was even a tendency to merge. Later, Huang Rong divided the Beggars Clan into three parts. solved this problem to a certain extent.
The two beggar gangs in Xiangyang and Hebei are mostly disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect. Because the Jiangnan Beggar Clan is located in a wealthy place, the disciples of the Jingyi Sect account for the mainstream. The contradiction between the two sides.
"That's right, it was clear that the sky was clear yesterday, but it suddenly rained. It's really evil." The few Beggar Sect disciples sat down at the nearby table.
"You don't know that. I heard that someone cast a spell last night and successfully brought down the rain."
"Casting spells? Do you also believe in such things as tricking children into pretending to be ghosts?"
"This time it's really not pretending to be a ghost. Tens of thousands of people in the palace witnessed it with their own eyes yesterday."
"Who is so powerful?"
"Golden Snake King Song Qingshu."
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Hearing them discussing themselves, Song Qingshu didn't fluctuate at all. Instead, the girl in red on the opposite side moved, and instantly pricked up her ears.
"It's nothing to call the wind and call the rain. He has done it once in Shandong before, and he even wiped out the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty."
"I used to think that these were rumors, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"Hey, calling the wind and calling the rain is nothing, so what do you think?"
"Of course he ascended to the sky by Lingxu, step by step up to the clouds, and immortals are nothing more than that."
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Hearing these people praise him, Song Qingshu was still a little secretly refreshed, but he couldn't jump out and say that he was Song Qingshu, that feeling was like walking in brocade clothes at night, it was really itchy, but as an expert, he should have There is still a need for posture, coughing twice, still looking calm and breezy.
The girl in red looked back at him, but she was obviously more interested in what was being discussed next to her, so she continued to listen attentively.
"Among the younger generation, Song Qingshu should be the most outstanding character."
"Yes, as far as I know, countless ladies and wives in Lin'an City regard him as the lover of their dreams."
"Hehehe, even if he is world-class in martial arts, he will be squeezed dry by these women."
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Listening to the wretched and envious laughter next door, Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but think of the national husband in his previous life, and all kinds of young models, Internet celebrities and girlfriends added up to have a strengthened row. I didn't expect that one day I would be treated like this.
The girl in red on the opposite side snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass at the side and threw it over.
"Ouch!" With a miserable cry, those disciples of the Beggar Clan stood up one after another, "Which one has eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard?"
"Your aunt and grandma!" The girl in red replied coldly.
Those members of the beggar gang were originally angry, but seeing such a young and beautiful girl, most of their anger disappeared: "I don't know why the girl poured wine on us?"
Song Qingshu nodded secretly when he saw it. Huang Rongyu's ability is really good. Even though the Jiangnan beggar gang has been separated, they still have a bit of chivalrous spirit, and they didn't rely on the number of people to do such rampant things.
"It's nothing more than short-sighted and frogs in the well, but you are talking nonsense there. I really can't listen to it anymore." The girl in red took a wine glass in her hand and started playing again.
"Ma'am, please tell us what is wrong with what we said just now." Those few beggar gang disciples suppressed their anger.
"For example, the sentence just now, 'Song Qingshu is the best among the younger generation', is not a frog at the bottom of a well." The girl in red said lightly.
Seeing that the topic was brought up to him, Song Qingshu was stunned for a while, does this count as being shot while lying down
The disciples of the beggar gang laughed angrily: "Then ask the girl to name a peer who is even better than Song Qingshu."
"Since you are sincerely asking, this girl will not hesitate to teach me." The girl in red almost killed the few opposite people with her words, "The deeds of Song Qingshu are just spreading rumors and defrauding you fools. A good man, the one who sings as the number one scholar outside the Donghua Gate is a good man. The current number one scholar Lang Wei Ruolan is not only the number one scholar outside the Donghua Gate, but also the number one scholar in martial arts. How can the person named Song be comparable to a scumbag in the rivers and lakes?"
Song Qingshu couldn't help touching his nose, he wouldn't be angry, he still had this kind of grace, but he was just curious. When this girl mentioned Wei Ruolan, she looked like a fan girl, and she didn't know what to do with Wei Ruolan. What's the relationship with Wei Ruolan? Is it his sister
The disciples of the beggar gang looked at each other, knowing that since the founding of the country in the Song Dynasty, culture was valued over martial arts, and outside the Donghua Gate, it is common sense that the man who sings the number one scholar is a good man, and they didn't know how to refute it for a while.
However, perhaps because of the common hatred of the people in the rivers and lakes, subconsciously dislike those high-ranking officials, one of the beggar gang disciples snorted coldly: "I heard that Wei Ruolan is the son-in-law who serves Shi Miyuan, who is the official in the court? If you don't give Shi Miyuan a face, who knows how Wei Ruolan, the number one scholar, got here."
The girl suddenly flew into a rage, and saw a red shadow flashing, and the person who made the sound had already received a loud slap—
The first golden leader of this book was born, thank you Bai Hailang for your support! 8