Beacon quenching beauty

Song Qingshu had a good night's sleep that night, and he felt refreshed early the next morning. He got up slowly, first stretched his muscles and bones, then washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and went out to eat the millet porridge that Aunt Niu woke up early in the morning.

After being praised by Aunt Niu during the meal, Mr. Song has become more and more agile in his actions in the past two days.

He smiled and replied, "It's your master's medical skills."

Aunt Niu was naturally happy to hear him praise her leader, and said, "Yes, our leader is young and promising. Not only is his martial arts unparalleled in the world, but also when it comes to medical skills, no one in the world can match him."

Song Qingshu patiently listened to her talk about the master's miraculous skills all morning, and he was a rare genius who hadn't seen in a hundred years before asking, "Aunt Niu, do you have a pen and paper here, I have nothing to do every day, and I want to write a few words for fun."

"No, but it's easy. As long as you don't be too picky, I'll go to the market today and buy you a set of paper and pens."

Song Qingshu is satisfied if he can use it, now it's his turn to be picky, and he quickly thanked, "I'll help you, just buy a normal set and come back, I'll just write and play."

Aunt Niu was quick to do things, so she went to the market in the morning, bought some oil, salt, vinegar and tea for daily use, and brought back a whole set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones for Song Qingshu.

Clean up a table by the window in his bedroom and use it as a desk, "write whatever you want to write here."

Song Qingshu slept for a while after lunch, and when he got up, taking advantage of the bright sunlight, he spread a pen and paper in front of the table, and wrote four words in an upright manner: Nine Yin Scriptures.

Thinking about it now, it wasn't completely fruitless for him to be a small fudao in the Emei sect, willing to be a slave.

At that time, Zhou Zhiruo agreed to him in private, and would marry Zhang Wuji after he killed Zhang Wuji and washed away the humiliation of abandoning the marriage. That's why he willingly joined the Emei Sect and asked Zhou Zhiruo for advice on miraculous martial arts.

Zhou Zhiruo treated him differently, often avoiding the disciples and giving advice alone.

At that time, Zhou Zhiruo didn't know that Zhou Zhiruo had already regarded him as an abandoned son who could lead the Emei faction, but she was still "treating him differently" and complacent about being able to spend time alone with the beauty of her dreams every day.

What Zhou Zhiruo taught him were insidious and vicious skills that could be learned quickly, and Song Qingshu realized something was wrong after learning it for a few days.

After all, he came from a famous family, he is well-informed, he has dabbled in all kinds of martial arts, and he knows that the Emei sect's kung fu should never be like this, and Zhou Zhiruo's practice method also violates the taboo of martial arts. If you only seek quick success without a solid foundation, if you are not careful, you will deviate from the right path and fall into the first class of evil and evil.

If you think about it casually, you will know that the Emei Sect has never had this kind of powerful kung fu before, and Zhou Zhiruo is now practicing day and night only for quick success, it must be that she got a set of martial arts secrets from nowhere and only recently started to practice.

At that time, Song Qingshu wanted to treat Zhou Zhiruo wholeheartedly, and he reminded her cryptically twice that this practice would not work, he had to calm down first, and slowly lay a solid foundation.She would always answer thoughtfully that she knew, but...just had to.

Song Qingshu thought that she hated Zhang Wuji to the bone, so he wanted to practice kung fu to avenge his marriage repentance, and felt sorry for her, thinking that it was only natural that she, a weak woman, suffered such a shame and humiliation in front of the heroes of the world, and wanted revenge.

Thinking back now, Zhou Zhiruo's constant talk of killing Zhang Wuji was just out of anger, and it was true that she wanted to become famous among the heroes of the world.Maybe he wanted to use this to intimidate Zhang Wuji and force him to change his mind.

In any case, Song Qingshu couldn't just watch her go astray and ignore it, so he wanted to see what the secret book of her cultivation was, and make sense after she understood it.

So he practiced hard day and night the insidious claw technique taught to him by Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu's qualifications are high, he is a first-class talent among the third generation of Wudang disciples, and he can speak. He once asked Miejue Shitai for advice, and Miejue Shitai showed his talents. The disciples who have been with Miejue Shitai for more than ten years all said that they have benefited a lot.

At this time, the Emei Sect has no other outstanding talents except for the head of the school, Zhou Zhiruo. Zhou Zhiruo is young and inexperienced. She is groping and practicing on her own, and always encounters some obscure places.

Song Qingshu asked for advice, but after discussing it several times, Zhou Zhiruo was willing to take him with him when he was practicing.

After coming and going, Song Qingshu figured out Zhou Zhiruo's rules. When she went out, she must carry the secret book with her, and when she stayed in the Emei School, the secret book would be placed in the interlayer of the quiet room shelf.

Zhou Zhiruo knew that Song Qingshu was infatuated with her and would not leave with a stick. As long as she asked Song Qingshu to gouge out her heart to show her heart, Song Qingshu would do so, so she was not very wary of him.Sometimes he left for a while and let Song Qingshu stay in the quiet room to practice by himself, forgive him that it is impossible for him to steal the secret book and copy it again in such a short time.

Song Qingshu really didn't have the idea of ​​stealing from his sweetheart, he just found an opportunity to read through the secret book called Nine Yin Scriptures twice, and then memorized it - he has the talent of photographic memory.

Originally, I thought I would do some research first and then go to show my merits to Zhou Zhiruo, but unfortunately, before he researched Chou Yinmao, he was thrown back to Wudang by the Emei Sect like trash.

I have been lying in bed for the past few months without incident. After thinking over the secrets in my mind, I found that one of the articles on muscle-building and bone-building should be of great benefit to my injuries. I can start practicing after a few days when my body is better. After practicing, not only can restore the previous skills, but also greatly improve the skills.

Song Qingshu is now disheartened and lazy, and has no idea about making great progress in martial arts, but Zhang Wuji once said that even if his body recovers well, it will look like this, and he can only move slowly, and he can no longer practice martial arts, and he can't even carry heavy objects. In short, he will be a sick child for the rest of his life, and he must be taken care of in his life.

According to Zhang Dajiao's tone, he promised Song Yuanqiao to take care of Song Qingshu, then he would not ignore Song Qingshu in the second half of his life, Song Qingshu can rest assured.

But Song Qingshu was very unwilling to accept this kind of prospect. Even if he was already disheartened and had no grand ambitions, he didn't want to spend the rest of his life like a cripple.

It was a surprise that I suddenly remembered the chapter on Yi Jin Bone Forging. I will record it as soon as I have the strength, in case over time, I will forget it while trying to forget the past.

After two days of hard work, after writing two lines and resting for a while, I finally wrote out a copy of "Nine Yin Scriptures" carefully in small letters, and put it away carefully. After recovering a little, start practicing.

A few days later, Zhang Wuji came to see Song Qingshu again, and brought some medicine along the way, replacing the decoction he was taking.He came in a hurry, and left after leaving the medicinal materials.

This trip took more than a month, and even Aunt Niu told her a few times that she didn't know what the leader was busy with recently, and why she hadn't come for a long time.

Even if Zhang Wuji was not pleasing to the eye in the past, now he can only see this outsider. If he doesn't come, Song Qingshu doesn't even have anyone to talk to, as if isolated from the world, so Song Qingshu also misses him a little.

At noon that day, the weather was hot, and I felt very stuffy lying on the bed, and the cicadas blew one after another outside the window, which made people upset, so I didn't sleep at all, got up and quietly opened the courtyard door to go out, wanting to go for a walk by the nearby pond .

This was his first time going out, and he was a little guilty, fearing that he would not be able to walk back due to exhaustion, so he took a bamboo pole that Aunt Niu used to dry clothes and used it as a walking stick.

In the scorching sun, there was no one on the road, Song Qingshu tried his best to walk in the shade of the trees, and walked staggeringly for a long time before he came to a pond.

Find a shady place by the pool and sit down. Recently, my heart is sober, I deliberately don’t think about anything, and my thoughts seem to become simpler. At this time, I am actually a little childish. I guess there is a pond here. Sure enough, I will come to sit and sit every day in the future, it is much more beautiful than the small courtyard.

I stared at the lotus leaves in the pond for a while, suddenly got up, leaned forward to reach a lotus in front of me, put my waist and stretched my hand, tried my best to reach it, but found that it was still half a foot away, forgetting that I am not handy now, try harder, and go down Unable to stabilize the pan, he slipped and fell into the pond with a plop.

Fortunately, the water in the pool was not deep, so I straightened up and stood up, stepped on the muddy mud and climbed ashore in an extremely embarrassing state, looking around, I felt that no one had seen it, so I thought, go, go, don't let anyone see you in this embarrassment .

It's a pity that I didn't read the almanac when I went out today. God wanted to fight against him. The more I don't want to be seen, the more I want to be seen. It's still the person I haven't seen for more than a month.

Zhang Wuji rode over and saw Song Qingshu fall into the water from a distance, and hurriedly flew to rescue him, but he was too far away, when he arrived, Song Qingshu had already crawled out of the water, sitting by the pond panting.

Usually Song Qingshu would try his best to maintain a correct posture even when he was ill, and he had a dignified manner. In the last two times, he has recovered a lot of his former demeanor. He laughed unkindly, "Brother Song, are you okay?"

Song Qingshu looked up at the sky and was speechless. This was too embarrassing, so he could only say sullenly, "It's okay, it's just a little cold."

Zhang Wuji stopped laughing immediately, "Your body can't stand the wind and cold now, so hurry back and take a hot bath and change into dry clothes."

He pulled Song Qingshu up and left, feeling that he was walking slowly, so he directly said 'offend', grabbed his arm with one hand, and clasped his waist with the other, performed lightness kung fu, and went back to the farmhouse after a few ups and downs.