[Comprehensive] Female Supporting Counterattack Diary

Chapter 97

As the third generation leader of Wudang, Song Qingshu was naturally on the travel list for this incident.As a person who likes to watch the excitement, Zhiruo is naturally on the accompanying list.

Before the trip, Zhiruo pretended to be puzzled and said to everyone: "This time going to Shaolin, why does it feel like another Guangmingding event?"

Everyone who heard Zhiruo's words was stunned.It's not their fault, Jianghu people do things, the rest is very simple.It is rare to think about things in a complicated way.But there are very few people in the rivers and lakes who are stupid and not enlightened.Zhiruo's words really had the effect of enlightenment.This kind of thing is also very possible.So Wudang's travel list this time is simplified and simplified.

Another Wudang, in order to show that the focus of participation this time, is not interested in Yang Xiao or Yitianjian Tulongdao.Therefore, among those traveling, counting Song Qingshu and Zhiruo, there were only four heroes Zhang Songxi and seven heroes Mo Shenggu.The lightness kung fu of these four people is very good.No matter what happens, fewer people and better mobility.And the other people who stayed in Wudang guarded the door strictly to prevent accidents.

In terms of the number of people traveling, it doesn't mean that Zhang Wuji entrusted his family to lead dozens of people, even Emei, who was preparing to compete in martial arts to become famous, also had more than ten people.There are only four people in Wudang, which is really too small.But Wudang doesn't care, and other schools with ideas don't care, and even secretly happy because of Wudang's move.

If there is one less competitor, then the chance of obtaining the martial arts treasure will be one more point, this account can be understood by anyone.Therefore, along the way, Wudang's treatment among the sects was quite high.So high that Zhiruo thought that she and others were real money and wanted to be liked.

The reason why the factions are like this is because Wudang withdrew.The second is because they want to form an alliance with Wudang.This time I went to Shaolin, the situation was not the same, if I could pull Wudang into my camp, even if it didn't get twice the result with half the effort, it would be almost the same.

Shaolin is really big, heroes from all walks of life come here, and there is still room to spare.You know, in order to avoid conflicts, there are generally one or two yards for each sect.Even though the individual travelers from the rivers and lakes only have one first-class meditation room, they are far apart from each other.

I don't know what the people in Shaolin Temple think.The four of Wudang occupied a large courtyard.On the left are two courtyards of the Emei sect, and on the right are several courtyards of the Mingjiao.Put Wudang in the middle, is it because Wudang is related to both parties?

"After driving for a few days, why don't you rest?" Song Qingshu, who went out to pour water, looked at Zhiruo, who was sitting on the bed in a daze with dangling feet.

Song Qingshu shook his head and sighed, fortunately the weather is warm now, otherwise she would suffer.Really, what he was like when he went out is what he is now.Even if you want to be in a daze, you can lie down, and isn't it more comfortable to lie down?

"Brother, why do we live in Shaolin?" There is no meat, and the food is clear and watery.

"You, I brought you jerky. Do you want to eat it now?" His family's Zhiruo just likes meat, and likes strong food.

"Yes, yes, I want it now. Brother, you are really kind." Zhiruo's eyes lit up, feeling the excitement of eating jerky in the temple.

"I'm so nice, why don't you call me husband."

"That's so embarrassing." Zhiruo replied with a smile while biting the pickled pure fragrant jerky.

"Brother, you said that I eat and sleep every day. Is it too worthless?"

After Song Qingshu looked around Zhiruo, he said very seriously: "Pigs live like this. You can't live worse than pigs, right?"

Seeing Zhiruo's staring eyes, he continued, "Don't worry, I can afford it. I won't be short of your meat during the Chinese New Year."

Zhiruo glared at him angrily, "Thank you!" She turned around and ate the jerky, ignoring him.Xin said, what kind of wind did she have to ask this question?

Seeing Zhiruo eating the jerky, she looked happy.Song Qingshu smiled, and had no choice but to say sorry to Buddha in his heart.But didn't the Buddha say that wine and meat pass through the intestines.

In fact, Zhiruo was very touched by Song Qingshu's unprincipled love.She has already decided to treat him well with the highest standard of this era.

Well, the highest standard of this era, Zhiruo clenched her fists in her heart, I want to give birth to him, a dozen of them.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu didn't know about Zhiruo's idea.Otherwise, I don't know what mood to use to face the third, fourth, and fifth parties in these marriages.Besides, you see, whoever has a baby is calculated on the basis of 'beating'.

Taking a sip of water from Song Qingshu's hand, Zhiruo said, "Brother, we are in Shaolin, don't we need to sleep in separate rooms?"

"Why do you sleep in separate rooms. I won't touch you." They are legal now.Even the emperor and I cannot let him sleep in a separate room.

"That's so disrespectful to the Buddha." In fact, Zhiruo just wanted to go to the space to have a look.In her married life, she has no freedom at all.Not to mention the space, it takes a long time for her to see even the little elves.

"Is the jerky delicious?" Song Qingshu looked at Zhiruo like this, and wanted to give Zhiruo a look, but he still couldn't bear it.I had to roll my eyes at Fangliang.When eating meat, why didn't I think of being disrespectful to the Buddha?

"Hehe, hehe." Zhiruo could only smirk at Song Qingshu, she really forgot about it.

"Okay, don't smirk. It's getting late, go to sleep. I have something to do tomorrow." Song Qingshu turned around and got off the bed. Put down the cup.After blowing out the candle again, he slowly walked towards the bed.

He lifted the quilt, lay down, and subconsciously hugged Zhiruo into his arms.It felt like a slight movement, and the bed creaked.Sure enough, he was used to sleeping on the kang, and he didn't like sleeping on this kind of bed anymore.He hasn't done anything yet, the bed is called like this.Let the uncles who sleep next door think.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, everyone had breakfast together in the hall where Shaolin monks eat.The breakfast meal in Shaolin Temple is quite scientific in nutrition, concise and clear.Steamed buns, porridge, and a pot of pickles.Not even an egg.

When eating, Zhiruo lucked out on the steamed buns from Shaolin Temple.Glancing at Zhang Wuji who was drinking porridge at the table, he thought for a while, and then said to Song Qingshu: "Brother, have you ever eaten meat buns from Shaolin Temple?"

"No," Song Qingshu subconsciously said while shaking his head.

"There are meat buns in Shaolin Temple?" Mo Shenggu couldn't help asking curiously when he heard Zhiruo's question.

Everyone at this table who heard Zhiruo's words all looked up at Zhiruo.Even the Shaolin monks who were standing aside ready to add porridge and steamed buns were stunned.Finally, he turned his gaze to Zhiruo.

"I've already eaten it. It's just that the meat filling is a little less." Zhiruo said with a trick.

"Really? What's the smell?" Song Qingshu looked at Zhiruo like this, and felt that Zhiruo must be talking nonsense again.

"It's a pity to say that I still don't know what it tastes like. Sigh, after taking the first bite of this meat bun, I haven't eaten the filling yet. By the time I took the second bite, the filling has already passed away. Brother Zhang, did you eat it?" What does it smell like?" Seeing Zhang Wuji who was taking a second bite of the steamed bun, Zhiruo asked with a smile.

"Ahem." Zhang Wuji was still listening and eating, but when Zhiruo asked him, he choked.

"Brother Wuji"

"Cousin Wuji"

"My son, how are you? Let's have some porridge first."

This boy Zhang Wuji is truly blessed. Yin Li, Zhao Min, Xiao Zhao, Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon, each has its own unique beauty.Surrounded by beauties, Zhang Wuji didn't know if he could bear the grace of beauties.However, why did hearing someone call 'Brother Wuji' make her feel like calling him 'Brother Yudi' again?

When everyone heard Zhiruo's words, they originally wanted to laugh, but who would have thought that the leader Zhang of Mingjiao actually choked.Everyone suppressed the smile back.At this time, anyone with a discerning eye knew that Mrs. Song was making fun of someone.

Yin Susu was the first to react, she first looked at her son surrounded by beauties, and then turned her gaze to Zhiruo.

When Yin Susu looked over, Zhiruo said to Zhang Cuishan with a smile, "It's all my fault. I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to choke while eating. If it hurts, it wouldn't be my fault."

"You," cheap man.When Yin Susu heard Zhiruo's words, she knew that she had blamed Wuji's choking on her son.Not only that, but she cursed her son.This damn woman.

"By the way, Fifth Uncle, when you came here, Grand Master and my father were still asking you when you will return to Wudang. You have been with Fifth Aunt back to your mother's house for such a long time, and it is not good to disturb other people's homes." Zhi If you didn't wait for Yin Susu to speak, you still said to Zhang Cuishan with a smile.

"Well, I thought I'd go back to Wudang after the Shaolin incident. Since the old master asked, then turn around, your fifth aunt and I will go down the mountain with you." Zhang Cuishan thought for a while and said.

"But, fifth brother." Yin Susu didn't care about getting angry with Zhiruo anymore.Just go back like this?How could it be, her son's life-long event has not been resolved yet.Let her leave now, how can she rest assured.

"It's getting late, let's eat quickly." After Zhiruo, Zhang Songxi interrupted Yin Susu again, which hurt Yin Susu very much.

Fortunately, at this dinner table, there are only Wudang people, Zhang Cuishan's family and the three beauties who belong to Zhang Wuji.If Yin Tianzheng and the others find out about this, Yin Susu will not be able to make a fuss.But even if you don't make a fuss, you will definitely feel distressed.Whoever loves the girl, Yin Susu has never told anyone what her life in Wudang was like.Coupled with the fact that men are thick-hearted, few people are as careful as Song Qingshu.They also didn't expect that Yin Susu would accept cold.violence.force in Wudang.

Everyone in Wudang and Zhang Cuishan lowered their heads and concentrated on having breakfast.Song Qingshu secretly touched Zhiruo under the table.

'You are naughty again. '

Zhiruo took a look at Song Qingshu and raised her chin slightly. 'how to drop it? '

"Why, you always pay attention to that Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu's eyes were sad.

"It's not pleasing to look at him. It's not pleasing to look at his mother. Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, his mother is an elder, and I can only respect him because of emotion and reason. He is different." Zhiruo secretly rubbed her fingers It was written on Song Qingshu's hand.Yin Susu didn't like her, so why should he put up with her?

But her family's "send love letter" is a jealous jar, if you don't calm down now, you can remember it later.

Not to mention how Zhiruo talked about it to Song Qingshu, but Zhao Min felt murderous towards Zhiruo.Dare to tease the man she likes like this, how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart if I don't kill him.In fact, it is not that Yin Li and Xiao Zhao do not feel sorry for Zhang Wuji.It's just that one's status is low, and the other's inexplicable feeling is that he feels very relieved.So both of them were not as angry with Zhiruo as fiercely as Zhao Minlai.

A strong killing intent rushed towards Zhiruo from the other side of the table.Not to mention how advanced Zhiruo's internal martial arts is now.Even her spiritual power is not adulterated.Sha Yipu appeared over there.Zhiruo received it.

It seems that she really forgot Zhao Min.As the saying goes, the strong are the first to attack, and the last to suffer.She dare not say anything else about Zhao Min.But she still knows a thing or two about the things in the plot.For example, no matter in the past or now, the Mongolian soldiers at the foot of Shaolin Mountain can reveal Zhao Min's true colors.

"Mrs. Song, she has a sharp tongue, and she is also a smart person after all. It's just that doing things is a bit...huh." After dinner, when going out, Zhao Min stopped in front of Zhiruo and said.

Song Qingshu wanted to stand in front of Zhiruo, but Zhiruo held her hand.He could only look at Zhao Min cautiously.

Zhiruo looked at Zhao Min from top to bottom and bottom to top with contempt in her eyes.Then he turned his head and said to Song Qingshu: "Brother, it's getting late. Let's go quickly." After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhao Min and walked over directly.

Zhao Min has never encountered such a thing since he was so old.Standing there, angry and speechless.

"Humph", Yin Li sneered and walked past Zhao Min.You deserve it, you really can't treat yourself as a character.Leaving the Mongolian court, there is nothing more than a face to see.What to pretend.

"Hehe, the grasshopper after autumn." Zhao Min regained his breath and suddenly laughed.

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In order to hold this martial arts meeting, Shaolin Temple purposely pulled out hundreds of acres of vegetable gardens, flattened the vegetable fields, and built dozens of wooden sheds.Those with a large number of people from each sect and sect occupy a shed by themselves, while those with a small number of people sit in a shed together.However, the four Wudang people sat alone in a wooden shed.

Come to think of it, everyone knew that Wudang's trip was purely for soy sauce.Not all the way with other purposeful people.If you randomly arrange to sit together in a shed, you may lose your balance.

Mingjiao's wooden shed is opposite Wudang, but Emei's is at the top of Wudang.When Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji arrived at the scene, they looked around and decided that they should go to the wooden shed in Wudang opposite.So he wanted to resign Zhang Wuji and others, and led Yin Susu to Wudang.

Yin Susu was still depressed because of what happened in the morning.Seeing that Zhang Cuishan was about to abandon his son, he felt even more furious.

"Fifth brother, where are you going?" Yin Susu suppressed her anger and asked gently.

"Fourth Senior Brother and the others are there. You can go there with me." Zhang Cuishan also knew that his wife might not be happy.But he is a Wudang disciple after all.

His son is now the leader of Mingjiao, and his wife's family is also a member of Mingjiao.But he is not, on such a big occasion, no matter what, he should clearly distinguish his position.

"Fifth brother, only four people came from Wujin this time. It is obvious to tell everyone that Wudang has no idea about Yang Xiao, Yitianjian, and Dragon Sword. If you pass this meeting, others will think that Wudang is supporting Mingjiao." .Doesn’t this embarrass the master and brothers.”

"Oh, forget it." Zhang Cuishan heard Yin Susu's words, and it was true.He glanced at Zhang Songxi and the others.Sighing, he followed Zhang Wuji and others to Mingjiao's wooden shed opposite Wudang.

Seeing Zhang Cuishan like this, Yin Susu smiled lightly.After living for more than ten years, does she still not understand him?

Seeing Miejue Shitai leading Emei into the arena, Zhiruo quickly got up to salute.They are master-student relationships, and this kind of etiquette must be followed no matter what time it comes.

Juejue nodded, walked to Emei's seat and sat down.

Because Shaolin's post said it was in the morning, everyone and each faction arrived almost the day before.Of course, there are also those who arrive on the same day.Such as beggars.Therefore, the next morning, the competition can be carried out directly.

Seeing Shi Hongshi walking into the arena with a group of beggars, Zhiruo suddenly felt very lucky.When she was eight years old, his father was still alive.Did not let her be reduced to being a beggar.This is one of them.

Second, Shi Hongshi's appearance is really unflattering.Zhiruo touched her face, then glanced at Song Qingshu again.Thinking in his heart, if he grows up like Shi Hongshi, will Song Qingshu destroy himself on behalf of the moon?Even if he didn't really kill him, he probably wouldn't take another look at him.

So, how important a woman's face is.No matter how beautiful your heart is, there is no external beauty to set it off.Ordinary people will not look at you more.The same is crying, the beauty is crying, it is pear blossoms with rain.When ugly people cry, it's because of ugly people's mischief.How important is a pretty face in this world.Even if it is not beautiful, at least it must be on the passing line.

Old osmanthus tree, your master doesn't blame you anymore.You didn't turn your master into Shi Hongshi, you were really right to start the conscience of the industry.Zhiruo said silently in her heart.

If the old sweet-scented osmanthus tree knew that just because of a face, the master who had neglected him for several years calmed down, he didn't know how he would cry.Master, you are too superficial, how can you talk about things based on your face?

"Zhiruo, don't be in a daze." Seeing everyone on the field eagerly preparing to start.And the great monk of Shaolin Temple is ready to start the opening remarks, if Zhiruo is distracted at this time, it will make people feel that Wudang does not respect Shaolin.Although the monks in Shaolin Temple may not necessarily notice Zhiruo, it is best to be careful.

Hearing Song Qingshu's reminder, Zhiruo also knew that it was very bad to be in a daze.But she just couldn't control herself from being dazed and distracted.

Could it be that her psychology has entered menopause?Precocious or something, it really is the most annoying!