Song Qingshu didn't understand why Wu Yunzhu wanted to hide, and while lamenting that he was too old to keep up with the little girl's mind, he walked over to open the door. ┢To┝┝┡Reading┟
"It's you?" Looking at the purple-clothed girl at the door, Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little surprised. He was still thinking about whether he was lying to him or lying to him when Suo'etu asked about his daughter's whereabouts after opening the door.
"Is it me or who?" Ah Zi's eyes lit up suddenly, she poked her head in and looked around, "Could the master be waiting for other girls?"
"Nonsense." Song Qingshu's cheeks became hot, and he blocked her sight without showing any traces, and coughed lightly, "What's the matter for coming to see me so late?"
Azi closed the door furtively, leaned in front of Song Qingshu, carefully took out a booklet from her arms, and handed it over like a treasure offering: "Master, this is the "Yi Jin Jing" that Azi secretly intercepted earlier. "
Randomly flipping through the thin secret book in his hand, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed: In his previous life, there were often discussions on the Internet to travel back to the Southern Song Dynasty to become Guo Jing, and how to turn the world around in the face of the mighty Mongolia. , The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon and so on are made into teaching materials for the soldiers under his command. Isn't it just a matter of minutes to fight Mongolia with a group of soldiers with peerless magic skills
However, when Song Qingshu really traveled to this world of martial arts, he discovered that this method has several huge problems. One is the issue of confidentiality, so many people know it, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not spread to Mongolia. With these miraculous skills, one's own side will have no advantage; the second is the human heart. The most important thing in marching and fighting is to enforce orders and prohibit them. A bunch of martial arts masters who don't follow orders are not as good as a group of well-trained ordinary soldiers...
Although these problems are a headache, they are not the most fundamental. The most fundamental problem is that even if these peerless martial arts secrets are put in front of the soldiers, they will not be able to learn them. You need to read ┡┡┡┢Book 1;┟You must know that in this era, people who can read are all literati. They took the route of the imperial examination. They learn the top-level kungfu in the martial arts, just like you let a farmer who has been facing the loess all his life learn partial differential equations in later generations. Therefore, although Song Qingshu has always had the idea of popularizing the secrets of magical skills, he has no clue.
However, Song Qingshu was pleasantly surprised when he saw the figures on the secret book in his hand. With his current martial arts, the Yi Jin Jing can be said to be dispensable for his improvement, but these figures in the secret book of Yi Jin Jing provide It is a good way for ordinary people to become miraculous. Practitioners don't need to be literate, and they don't need to have any foundation in martial arts. As long as they practice with these graphics, they can always develop some true energy. To ┢⚫◯ look at ┠book┟
You must know that in the original book, Tanzhi can be said to be incapable of writing and martial arts. He is notoriously low in aptitude, but he can practice Yi Jin Jing, all thanks to these graphics.
Of course, practicing according to these patterns is not without side effects, that is, it is easy to get started, but it is difficult to touch the essence of Yi Jin Jing in a lifetime. Care so much
Thinking of the tens of thousands of soldiers under his command who knew the Yi Jin Jing, Song Qingshu couldn't help but began to giggle.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you?" Ah Zi's worried call suddenly came from beside her ear.
Song Qingshu finally woke up, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth without showing any trace: "It's nothing. ╟┢┠┟I want to read the book 1kanshu.╟"
Seeing him back to normal, Ah Zi breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah Zi is so good this time, is there any reward for the master?"
Looking at the coquettish girl in front of him, Song Qingshu had a hard time connecting her with that vicious witch, and he couldn't help sighing secretly: Soul-shifting Dafa is really a good thing, better than hypnotism in later generations of film and television dramas.
"Master~" Seeing that Song Qingshu lost his mind again, Ah Zi couldn't help but coquettishly said.
"Ah?" Song Qingshu came back to his senses, and replied awkwardly, "What reward does Ah Zi want?"
"Hmm..." AhZi frowned, obviously full of distress, "AhZi won't be able to think of what she wants for a while, so let's tell the master when AhZi thinks about it later."
"Alright." Song Qingshu nodded slightly, and suddenly found that Ah Zi was actually walking towards the bed, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and stopped in front of her, "You... what are you going to do?"
"You are my master, so of course I want to warm your bed?" Ah Zi took it for granted, but was puzzled by Song Qingshu's reaction. ┟To┟┡read┟book 1kanshu.╟
"Ah?" Song Qingshu groaned secretly, there is still a girl hiding on the bed, if the two women meet, it will be wronged, obviously he has done nothing, but he will be regarded as a womanizer by the two women.
Although our Song Qingshu never minds being misunderstood as lecherous, it is often when he really takes advantage of it. He is absolutely unwilling to do things like tonight that he didn't steal the fish but made his whole body bloody. of.
"I don't need it tonight. Daoist Zhang lives nearby, so the influence is not good." Song Qingshu waved his hand awkwardly.
"He won't make a sound." The little girl stuck out her little tongue seductively and licked her lips.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat: She really is a little demon girl, she can seduce people so directly.
"It's really inconvenient today. Just now, I got rid of the cold poison for Miss Ren, which caused a lot of energy consumption. Later, I have to meditate and practice alone..." Song Qingshu sighed sadly, but he was very annoyed in his heart. If it weren't for Wu Yunzhu This girl is so aggressive, she doesn't have to guard the empty bed alone tonight.
"That's it," Ah Zi looked disappointed, but when he thought of the loopholes in his words, he soon became happy, "Then I'll serve the master tomorrow night." After finishing speaking, she jumped up and down towards the door.
"AhZi, AZi, are you inside?" At this moment, You TanZhi's knock on the door suddenly came, and it could be heard that he was full of anxiety and worry.
Ah Zi frowned, ran to Song Qingshu's side, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Master, Ah Zi doesn't want to see this idiot, first hide on the bed for a while."
Before Song Qingshu had time to object, she scrambled into the embroidered tent.
"Ah~" There were two exclamations in the embroidered tent at the same time.
"Ah Zi, what's the matter with you?" You Tanzhi outside the door was in a hurry, without waiting for a response, with a shock of internal energy, he pushed open the door and barged in.
Song Qingshu's expression darkened immediately: "Who allowed you to come in?"
"I seem to have heard AZi's voice." You TanZhi ignored him, instead he searched around the house, "AZi, are you here?"
Song Qingshu frowned, and stopped in front of him: "She's not here."
"I clearly heard her voice!" Even though he was a bit jealous of Song Qingshu's martial arts, when he thought of Ah Zi's obedience to him, You Tanzhi couldn't help being jealous, and his words became less polite.
Song Qingshu said lightly: "You heard wrong."
Seeing Song Qingshu's words are convincing, You Tanzhi couldn't help hesitating, he even had Ah Zi's voice in his dreams, so he wasn't sure if it was his hallucination just now: "Then... I'll look elsewhere .”
Song Qingshu nodded slightly, this You Tanzhi is a poor person after all, he didn't bother to argue with the other party, he waved his hand casually. Who knew that when he was about to turn around and leave, there was a sound of "Wu~" from the embroidered tent, You Tanzhi's expression changed suddenly, and he rushed towards the tent at once.
Song Qingshu was thinking about other things, lost his mind for a while, and he lifted up the embroidered curtain.
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