Zhang Qingqing had always felt that she had a good life. She was the daughter of a rich family with fair skin and beautiful looks. Her parents were loving and her family was harmonious. Her childhood sweetheart fiancé was handsome and was gentle and considerate to her.
However, after her mother's plane crash, her father brought back an illegitimate daughter. Her fiancé actually advised her to be kind? Be nicer to the illegitimate daughter. Did he really think that this was a melodramatic eight o 'clock drama?
Yes, she met the standard of a brainless female supporting lead. She was rich but not interested in doing business. She had been drawing since elementary school. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was ignorant of the world.
However, she had an uncle.
The company's shares were sold to her uncle and all the assets were placed in trust. Zhang Qingqing was a standard artistic young woman. She did not care about material things. However, if their years of relationship were based on deception, Zhang Qingqing felt that she did not want it. Her father was good too. Her childhood sweetheart was good too. Did he really think that she could not tell that the childhood sweetheart and the illegitimate daughter did not look like they had met for the first time?
Her uncle was involved in her family's company and was a major shareholder. Whether her father could still be the chairman depended on his ability.
She did not want to stay at home, so she traveled around the world and looked at the paintings of various artists.
The world was so big that she could not see everything.
However, the probability of a plane crash was so low. Her mother had encountered it less than five years ago and she actually encountered it again?
This time, she actually transmigrated to ancient times.
Her parents had changed. No, they were called parents here. However, the woman was strong and the man was weak. Her mother was actually a heroine. Her father was a famous doctor in town. It was not bad.
Zhang Qingqing learned her mother's kung fu — to exercise her body. She learned her father's medical skills — to beautify her face. Sixteen years flew by in an instant.
On this day, the little monkey that Zhang Qingqing accidentally saved dragged Zhang Qingqing into the mountains.
"Kiwi, where are you taking me? It's too deep. It's very dangerous." Although she said so, her body was walking faster. Although she had died once, Zhang Qingqing was not more afraid of death. Instead, she felt that it was a waste not to explore her previous life.
Zhang Qingqing had always been looking forward to adventures. After all, if transmigration could happen, what was impossible?
However, it had been sixteen years, and no one had come to tell him that his bones were extraordinary, or cried and wanted to take him as a disciple. Sigh, life is as lonely as snow.
Zhang Qingqing had saved the intelligent monkey, who would pick peaches and pears for her from time to time. Now that something big had happened, Zhang Qingqing was so excited — she couldn't suppress the primitive power in her body.
The little monkey brought Zhang Qingqing to a big white ape. It kept squeaking and pointing at the belly of the big white ape. Zhang Qingqing smelled a putrid stench. She saw a big sore on the big white ape's stomach, which had already turned into pus.
Zhang Qingqing looked at the white ape curiously for a while. What was even more surprising was that the white ape actually stretched out its left hand, holding a fist-sized peach of immortality, and respectfully offered it to Zhang Qingqing. Zhang Qingqing could even see the human-like expression of the white ape — the pleading look in its eyes.
Did he really become a spirit?
This can't be a peach of immortality, right?
Of course, it was just a thought. If he really was a spirit, she wouldn't need to treat this sore.
"Don't be afraid, let me take a look first." Zhang Qingqing unconsciously regarded the white ape as a human because of its eyes.
Zhang Qingqing carefully observed the white ape's sore. She found that the sore was only about an inch in diameter, but when she touched the hard part, it was more than ten times bigger than the sore. She then felt the white ape's pulse. Fortunately, there was no danger. She pushed aside the long hair on the ape's abdomen, and unexpectedly saw a square bulge on the belly. The four sides were sewn together with a needle and thread. Damn, who was so cruel? It looked like it had been there for a long time.
It seemed that if she wanted to treat it, she would have to take out the thing in the stomach first.
Zhang Qingqing and the white ape gestured for a while to make sure that it understood her meaning of asking it to wait here. She hurriedly went back home to get the medicine box.
First, she used a flint to make a fire. She roasted the dagger in her boots on the fire. Then, she sprayed a mouthful of strong liquor and slowly cut open the stitched area on the white ape's abdomen. The white ape was very intelligent. It knew that Zhang Qingqing was treating its wound. Although its abdomen was in severe pain, it forced itself to endure and didn't move. Zhang Qingqing cut open the stitches on the right side and the upper part of the abdomen. Then, she cut open the skin of the abdomen at an oblique angle. She saw that there was an oilcloth package hidden in the ape's abdomen. She took it out and put it aside. Then, she sewed up the wound.
"You are really intelligent." Zhang Qingqing liked this old white ape even more for being able to endure the pain without anesthesia. She could only praise it and then touch it. Although the white ape was strong, the surgery fee this time was not small. At this moment, it was lying on the ground, unable to move. It could only lean its head against Zhang Qingqing's hand.
Zhang Qingqing washed away the bloodstains on her hands and the oilcloth. She opened the package and saw that there were four thin scriptures inside. However, the oilcloth was tightly wrapped. Although it had been hidden in the white ape's abdomen for a long time, the scriptures were still intact. There were a few curvy characters written on the scriptures. Zhang Qingqing didn't recognize a single one of them. She opened it and saw that the four scriptures were all written in this kind of strange language. However, between each line, there was a small Chinese translation written in small characters.
She read it carefully. It felt a bit like an internal strength cultivation method.
Thinking back to her previous life, why did this feel so similar to Zhang Wuji's opportunity to obtain the Nine Yang Manual?
Zhang Qingqing thought as she nibbled on the flat peach. This was Zhang Wuji's opportunity. Now that she had obtained it, wouldn't that mean that Zhang Wuji would die on the cliff?
I didn't kill Boren. Boren died because of me.
Zhang Qingqing, be a good person. Do more good deeds. There's still a next life.
She grabbed the kiwi and said, "You did the cause, so you also got the effect?"
The kiwi returned Zhang Qingqing a cute look.
Since then, Zhang Qingqing came here every day to practice. She also trained the kiwi. Zhang Qingqing hid human-shaped cloth bags all over the mountain. She wanted the kiwi to find them. Once she found them, she would give the kiwi fruit to eat. This caused the kiwi to develop a stress response.
Time passed quickly. A year had passed. The first volume of the Nine Yang Manual had been completed. The kiwi could now lead the other monkeys to catch the human-shaped cloth bags that Zhang Qingqing threw. Zhang Qingqing's qinggong had also been trained to the point that she could race with the monkeys. During this time, she had also saved several other monkeys. However, there was still no news of Zhang Wuji.
On this day, Zhang Qingqing and the kiwi had finished the transaction of human-shaped cloth dolls and fruits. Just as she was about to go home, she suddenly saw a little monkey. The monkey's eyes were very unfamiliar. However, the monkey's leg had a new injury that had been treated by someone.
Other than her, there was also a high chance that the person who treated the monkey was Zhang Wuji.
Now that Zhang Qingqing's monkey language was at level ten, she let the little monkey take Zhang Qingqing to find Zhang Wuji.
However, when she got there, the mountain wall was steep. With Zhang Qingqing's qinggong, she couldn't go down.
It's okay. She remembered the location. The next day, she brought the rope and hook. I came too.
When she reached the bottom of the cliff, she found that it was really a different world. Red flowers and green trees intersected.
The new monkey squeaked and led Zhang Qingqing all the way to Zhang Wuji's place.
Zhang Wuji was fishing. Thinking that there was no one in the valley, it was difficult to make clothes, so he took off his clothes. He had just caught a big white fish and was happy when he saw a girl in green standing by the pond.
He saw that the girl was staring straight at him, sizing him up. Zhang Wuji's face turned red, but his body froze on the spot. The big white fish broke free from her hand and jumped into the water, splashing water on Zhang Wuji's body. Zhang Wuji shivered and reached out to cover his body. He hurriedly went ashore, picked up his clothes, and ran into the tree.
Zhang Qingqing couldn't help but laugh. After that, she couldn't stop laughing.
You have to forgive a painter's instinctive appreciation of a youthful body.
Zhang Qingqing was happy there, but Zhang Wuji was ashamed and regretful. He only hated himself for wanting to play for a moment and not using his hands to catch the fish. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't put on his clothes properly several times. He put on his clothes in a hurry, cheered himself up, and finally walked out.
The blush hadn't faded yet. He opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't say anything. Zhang Wuji was anxious like an ant on a hot pan. Suddenly, he heard the clear voice of the girl in green opposite him.
"My name is Zhang Qingqing. Little brother, what's your name?"
"Zhang … Zeng Aniu."
Zhang Wuji didn't dare to say his real name anymore, but he was a little embarrassed to lie to Zhang Qingqing. His face was quietly red again.
"Are you living in seclusion in this valley?" Zhang Qingqing asked.
Before Zhang Wuji could answer, Zhang Wuji fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Zhang Wuji's memory before he fainted was Zhang Qingqing running to him. When he woke up, he didn't see Zhang Qingqing. For a moment, he felt that he had a ridiculous dream. He actually dreamed that a beauty looked at him naked. What was he thinking? Zhang Wuji couldn't help but laugh.
However, seeing the painting left by Zhang Qingqing, Zhang Wuji couldn't move for a long time.
The little monkey next to him wanted to snatch the painting, but Zhang Wuji quickly hid it in his arms.
Before Zhang Wuji fainted, he wanted to catch fish to eat. After this tossing, he was even hungrier, so he roasted a fish to eat. While eating, he heard movement. He looked up and saw Zhang Qingqing again.
Zhang Qingqing changed into another set of clothes. It was still green, and the style was the same. It was specially made by Zhang Qingqing to make it easier to move in the forest. The collar and cuffs were tied tightly, and she wore a pair of brown leather boots. She was carrying her backpack.
"Do you want to eat?"
As he spoke, Zhang Wuji handed over the grilled fish in his hand. Seeing that he had already eaten half of it, he wanted to take it back.
However, Zhang Qingqing took it. She took out fine salt from her bag and sprinkled it on it. "It's even better this way."
She also took out two steamed buns and handed them to Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji chewed on the steamed bun and looked at the girl eating the grilled fish slowly. He saw her smiling at him and giving him a thumbs-up, saying that it was delicious. He felt that the steamed bun in his mouth was really sweet.
After eating the grilled fish, he drank a mouthful of water and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.
Zhang Qingyu rested her chin on one hand. "Xiaoniu, how did you end up at the bottom of the cliff? Where are your parents?"
Zhang Wuji widened his eyes. "Xiaoniu" (⊙ o ⊙) Oh, he said that his name was Zeng Aniu. But Xiaoniu was so embarrassing.
However, could it be that he could expose his own lies?
"I … I accidentally fell down. My parents are dead." Zhang Wuji's eyes reddened. In order to change the topic, he asked Zhang Qingqing, "How did Miss Zhang come down?"
"I have a little monkey. Its name is Kiwi. It and your little monkey are good friends. They brought me here."
"Ah."
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