Song Qingshu did not understand why Dark Cloud Pearl wanted to hide. He lamented that he was old and could not keep up with the pace of a little girl's thoughts as he walked over to open the door. She wanted to read a book.
"It's you?" Looking at the purple-clothed girl at the door, Song Qingshu could not help but feel a little surprised. He was still wondering if he was lying to Songgotu when he opened the door and asked him about his daughter's whereabouts.
"If it's not me, then who else could it be?" Ah Zi's eyes suddenly lit up. She stuck her head in and looked around. "Could it be that Master is waiting for another girl?"
"Nonsense." Song Qingshu's face heated up. He quietly blocked her line of sight and coughed lightly. "Why are you looking for me so late at night?"
Ah Zi sneakily closed the door and moved in front of Song Qingshu. She carefully took out a book from her bosom and presented it to him as if she was presenting a treasure. "Master, this is the 'Yijin Jing' that Ah Zi stole before."
Casually flipping through the thin book in his hand, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed. In his previous life, there were often discussions on the internet about transmigrating back to the Southern Song Dynasty and becoming Guo Jing. Facing the powerful Mongols, how could he reverse the situation? At that time, he was thinking of turning the Nine Yin Manual and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms into teaching materials and giving them to his soldiers. When the time came, with a group of soldiers with peerless martial arts, wouldn't defeating the Mongols be a piece of cake?
However, when Song Qingshu truly transmigrated to this martial arts world, he realized that there were a few big problems with this method. First, it was a problem of secrecy. With so many people knowing it, it was hard to guarantee that it would not spread to the Mongols. When the time came, the Mongols would also know these divine martial arts, and then they would lose their advantage. Second, it was the hearts of the people. The most important thing for an army to do in battle was to strictly follow orders. Normal soldiers were easy to train, but if these soldiers all had peerless martial arts, they would definitely not be as obedient as before. On the battlefield, a group of martial arts masters who did not listen to orders were not as good as a group of well-trained normal soldiers.
Although these problems were a headache, they were not the most fundamental. The most fundamental problem was that even if these peerless martial arts manuals were placed in front of the soldiers, they would not be able to learn them. One must know that in this era, all literate people were scholars. They took the imperial examination route, and those who chose to become soldiers were basically uneducated people who could not read. Asking them to learn the best martial arts in the world of martial arts was like asking a farmer in the future to learn partial differential equations. It would be strange if they could learn it. Therefore, although Song Qingshu had always had the idea of popularizing the secret manuals of the Divine Art, he had never had a clue on how to do it.
However, when Song Qingshu saw the diagrams on the manual in his hand, he was pleasantly surprised. With his current level of martial arts, the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture could be said to be negligible to him. However, the diagrams in the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture provided a good way for ordinary people to achieve divine power. The cultivator did not need to be literate, nor did he need to have any martial arts foundation. As long as he practiced according to the diagrams, he would be able to cultivate some zhenqi. One must read this book.
In the original work, You Tanzhi could be said to be neither literate nor martial arts. He was famous for his low aptitude, but he was able to practice Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture thanks to these diagrams.
Of course, practicing according to these diagrams was not without side effects. It was easy to get started, but it was difficult to touch the essence of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture for the rest of his life. However, Song Qingshu was not the leader of martial arts training. As long as the soldiers could cultivate the muscle-bone Strengthening zhenqi, why would he care so much?
Thinking of the thousands of soldiers under his command who could practice Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture, Song Qingshu could not help but start to giggle.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you?" Ah Zi's worried call suddenly came into his ear.
Song Qingshu finally woke up and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth without a trace, "Nothing. I just want to read this book. "
Seeing him return to normal, Ah Zi breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah Zi is so obedient this time. Master, do you have any reward?"
Looking at the spoiled girl in front of him, it was hard for Song Qingshu to connect her with that vicious witch. He could not help but secretly sigh, "The Soul Transfer Technique is really a good thing. It's even better than the hypnosis in the movies and TV series of the future."
"Master ~" Seeing that Song Qingshu was distracted again, Ah Zi could not help but pout coquettishly.
"Ah?" Song Qingshu came back to his senses and replied awkwardly, "What reward does Ah Zi want?"
"Well …" Ah Zi frowned, obviously full of distress. "Ah Zi can't think of anything at the moment. How about this, I'll tell Master when I think of something later."
"Okay." Song Qingshu nodded slightly. Suddenly, he found that Ah Zi was actually walking towards the bed. He could not help but turn pale with fright and blocked in front of her, "You … what are you doing?"
"You are my master. Of course, I have to warm your bed." Ah Zi looked as if it was a matter of course. Instead, she was puzzled by Song Qingshu's reaction. "I want to read this book."
"Ah?" Song Qingshu groaned inwardly. There was still a girl hiding on the bed. If the two girls met each other, then he would really be wronged. He obviously did not do anything, but the two girls would think that he was a lecher.
Although our Song Qingshu did not mind being misunderstood as lecherous, it was usually under the situation where he really took advantage of others. Things like tonight, where he did not steal the fish and instead got himself into trouble, he was definitely not willing to do it.
"There is no need for tonight. Zhenren Zhang lives nearby. It will not be good for the reputation." Song Qingshu waved his hand awkwardly.
"I 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 was indeed a little demon girl. She even seduced people in such a straightforward manner.
"It's really inconvenient today. I helped Miss Ren dispel the cold poison earlier, causing my True Qi to be greatly consumed, and I have to meditate and cultivate by myself later …" Song QingShu sighed with a distressed expression, yet he was extremely vexed in his heart. If it wasn't for this girl, Wu Yunzhu, interfering, he wouldn't have to sleep alone on an empty bed tonight.
"I see." Ah Zi looked disappointed. However, when she thought of the loophole in his words, she quickly became happy. "Then I will come back tomorrow night to serve master." After she finished speaking, she skipped towards the door.
"Ah Zi, Ah Zi, are you inside?" At this time, You Tanzhi suddenly knocked on the door. It was obvious that he was full of anxiety and worry.
Ah Zi frowned and ran to Song Qingshu's side. She tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Master, Ah Zi does not want to see this annoying person. Go to the bed and hide for a while."
Before Song Qingshu could object, she quickly went into the embroidered tent.
"Ah ~" Two exclamations came from the embroidered tent at the same time.
"Ah Zi, what's wrong?" You Tanzhi, who was outside the door, did not wait for a response. He pushed the door open and rushed in.
Song Qingshu's face immediately darkened. "Who allowed you to come in?"
"I think I heard Ah Zi's voice." You Tanzhi ignored him. Instead, he searched around the room. "Ah Zi, are you here?"
Song Qingshu frowned and blocked in front of him. "She's not here."
"I clearly heard her voice!" Although he was a little afraid of Song Qingshu's martial arts, when he thought of how obedient Ah Zi was to him, You Tanzhi could not help but be jealous. His words were no longer polite.
Song Qingshu said calmly, "You heard wrong."
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, You Tanzhi could not help but hesitate. He could even hear Ah Zi's voice in his dreams, so he was not sure if he had heard wrong. "Then … I'll go look in other places."
Song Qingshu nodded slightly. This You Tanzhi was a pitiful person. He did not want to argue with him, so he waved his hand casually. Unexpectedly, when he was about to turn around and leave, there was a sudden "Oh ~" sound from inside the embroidered tent. You Tanzhi's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed into the tent.
Song Qingshu was thinking about other things and was distracted for a moment. You Tanzhi actually lifted the embroidered tent.
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