After looking at the photos on her phone, Zhou Suzhi knew what was going on.
Regardless of whether she was walking, sitting or going out, Xu Qing would take a few photos of her. Even if she was not his girlfriend for the time being, this guy was interested in her.
Xu Qing was interested in her — she was staying at Xu Qing's place.
Obviously, they were interested in each other.
"She looks quite young, eighteen, right? Where is she studying? "
"Didn't go to school."
"Didn't go to school? How can someone so handsome not go to school? "
"What does going to school have to do with good looks?" Xu Qing was puzzled. "This is not a beauty contest. Isn't it reasonable that she can't afford to go to school because she is poor?"
"If she is a top student, why would she like her? She is always idling around at home with her computer and doesn't even have a job. "Xu Wenbin sneered.
"Fine, fine, I'm not living off my parents. You can scold me when I'm old."
"Humph, I won't let you even if you want to."
"How do you know each other?" Zhou Suzhi could not be bothered with the father and son bickering. They were still lamenting the fact that the girl did not go to school at such a young age. "She is not a local?"
"Let's talk about me living off my parents." Xu Qing was helpless. He did not want to talk about Jiang He.
The heroine had not even figured out how to survive in this world, and here he was already arranging for her to be a matchmaker. It should not be, it really should not be.
After dinner, it was almost 8: 30 pm. The night was dark. Zhou Suzhi cleaned the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash them. Xu Wenbin sat on the sofa watching TV with a cup of tea. Xu Qing stayed for a while and asked questions. He had nothing else to do, so he got up and left.
"I'm going back first. You guys sleep early. Mom, don't play mahjong every day. Look at how hungry my dad is."
"It's harder for her not to play mahjong than for you not to stay at home." Xu Wenbin had a magical ability to transfer any conversation to Xu Qing.
"Wait a minute, I heard people say that your place is haunted. They made it sound like there was a woman crying in the middle of the night, a Red Specter … Are you alright?"
Zhou Suzhi had wanted to ask when they were eating, but she was delayed by Jiang He's photo. She only remembered it now.
Xu Qing did not expect this to become an urban legend. He scratched his head and said seriously, "It's true. I heard it too."
"Ah? Really?! "
"Yes, Dad, you have to reduce the rent by half. That's a haunted house, or else I won't rent it anymore."
"… Nonsense!"
"A few days ago, there was a Daoist priest who went over to perform the ritual. It's not like you didn't see it …"
"Lower it, lower it a little." Zhou Suzhi spoke up for him. "It doesn't matter if he's a ghost or not. Having a girlfriend will cost a lot."
"He said no."
"Yes! She is my girlfriend! "Xu Qing said decisively.
"…"
…
…
Taking advantage of the darkness, he returned home. Jiang He was still awake, and the living room was brightly lit. Unbeknownst to him, she had taken out her sword and was hugging it in her arms as she turned to look at Xu Qing, who had just entered the room.
"Why is there a sword again? Did you just practice? "Xu Qing glanced at the laptop. It was closed and not turned on.
Jiang He's lips moved but did not say anything. She stood up and went back into the house. Then she went to take a shower with her clothes.
"Why do you need a sword when you shower?"
"… I want to."
？？
Xu Qing was confused by her strange behavior. "Wait a minute. Did something happen when I went out?" He turned to look at the door and asked, "Did someone come in?"
"No."
"Then who are you guarding against? Me? "
"No, you're a good person."
"…"
Since he did not get an answer, Xu Qing did not dwell on it. It was fine as long as she was not guarding against him.
How could the great hero of a generation, Xu Qing, be guarded against like a wolf?
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Hero Xu leaned on the sofa and tilted his head to take a look. It was inevitable for a hot-blooded young man to have some random thoughts, but he quickly adjusted himself. He muttered to himself that he was a hero and might not be able to take a punch. Only then did he suppress the messy thoughts.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang He came out of the bathroom. Her face was a little red from the steam. Her delicate side profile did not look like a chivalrous woman.
It was not the first time Xu Qing saw this, but he was still a little stunned. "Practicing martial arts has a beautifying effect?"
"Hmm?" Jiang He looked back at him while looking for a hairdryer.
"You used to be exposed to the wind and the sun. Even if your skin is not rough, it should not be so delicate, right? And you said you don't know internal energy?! "
"I want to teach you, but you don't want to learn."
"… Stance?"
"Of course."
Xu Qing was worried. Other people could learn all kinds of ultimate martial arts with a ding or a clap of their hands. Why did he have to practice stance so hard?!
"Maybe you can open a class to practice martial arts in the future. I think … no."
Just as he had an idea about Jiang He's future career plan, he dispelled it. There were so many people who had signed up for fitness cards, but they only went there a few times a year. They couldn't even lose weight. Training?
Practice my ass.
"I'll help you. It's troublesome to blow your long hair. Just sit down."
Seeing Jiang He take out a hairdryer and start to dry her hair awkwardly, Xu Qing went over to help her. Jiang He hesitated for a moment but did not refuse.
"Did the mage catch a ghost a few days ago?" she asked after sitting on the chair quietly for a moment.
"No, they were just fooling people."
"You didn't catch it?"
"Where?"
Xu Qing was amused. The person pretending to be a ghost asked if he caught a ghost. How magical.
"You sneaked out in the middle of the night and got treated as a ghost. There are no ghosts in this world … If they want to catch a ghost, they have to catch you first."
"Me?"
"That's right, you."
"Impossible, I'm human."
"Well, you're human. The key is that no one has seen martial arts before. Jumping up and down like you will only be treated as a ghost in the middle of the night. You'll be fine as long as you don't climb the wall in the middle of the night."
"Why don't you practice martial arts?"
"Maybe … because it's too hard." Xu Qing could not answer this question, but it did not affect him instilling concepts into Jiang He, "Now that the living conditions are better, people can stand up. They don't have to practice martial arts to protect themselves. Everyone thinks about how to enjoy life. It's useless to be strong in martial arts. Then, martial arts will naturally be lost.
To put it simply, the more peaceful people are, the fewer people practice martial arts. Every day, you want to practice martial arts and go out to fight, kill, trample on others, and show off. That's sick. Don't make this habit. "
"Practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body. Who would like to fight and kill?"
"It's useless to strengthen the body. I heard that practicing martial arts will leave a lot of internal injuries. Is that true?"
"External martial arts will have this problem. Internal martial arts focuses on nourishing Qi. There won't be any internal injuries."
"Most people here who don't practice martial arts can live to 70 or 80 years old. What about the people who practice Internal martial arts over there?"
"…"
Jiang He did not speak.
Xu Qing dried her hair with a hair dryer and said, "The better the living conditions are, the fewer people practice martial arts. Because people like to enjoy life. Who would practice martial arts painstakingly when given a choice? So, you see, I'm too lazy to learn …
It can also be seen from history. In the beginning, Ah Qing used a bamboo sword to defeat three thousand armored soldiers. Then, Guo Jing defended the city and couldn't even fight against a few hundred people. Then, Linghu Chong learned a sword move and dominated the world without internal strength. When it came to Wei Xiaobao, he was finished. "
"Why haven't I seen these people in history?" Jiang He was puzzled.
"Uh … this is the history of Old Master Jin. In short, martial arts are dead. If you want to live comfortably, you have to rely on technology. If you had the technology today, you would have enough food and money to spend. Young people would definitely play games every day. Who would practice martial arts? Put away your sword later. Why are you holding it? "
"There's a ghost. I'm holding it to protect myself."
"Where did the ghost come from? Stop talking nonsense. It's all your fault."
"I saw it." Jiang He shrank her neck and said weakly.
"Huh?"
Xu Qing paused. "What did you see?"
"When you went out, I saw a ghost."
"…"
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