Song Qingshu didn't understand why Wu Yunzhu wanted to hide. He sighed that he was too old to keep up with the rhythm of the little girl's mind and went to open the door.

"It's you?" Looking at the girl in purple at the door, song Qingshu can't help but be surprised. He has been thinking about whether he cheated him or not when he asked about his daughter's whereabouts after opening the door.

"It's not me or who," ah Zi suddenly brightened her eyes, put her head in and looked around. "Is the master waiting for other girls?"

"Nonsense." As soon as song Qingshu's cheek was hot, she stopped her sight and coughed softly, "what's the matter with coming to me so late?"

Ah Zi stealthily closes the door, approaches to Song Qing's book, carefully takes out a book from her arms, and presents it as a treasure: "master, this is Yi Jin Jing, which ah Zi cut off from Song Qing's book by stealing beams and changing pillars."

He turned the nine Yin manual to what he had done in his hands. He often talked about how he could turn back to the Southern Song Dynasty and become a Guo Jing in the past. When he faced the powerful Mongolia, how could he turn the tide of heaven and earth? At that time, he thought about Teaching the material of eighteen Yin and nine dragon, and sending them to soldiers. Isn't it a matter of minutes to fight Mongolia?

However, when song Qingshu really went through the martial arts world, he found that there were several big problems in this method. First, it was the problem of confidentiality. So many people would know it, so it was hard to guarantee that it would not spread to Mongolia. When the time came, the Mongolians would also know these skills, so they would have no advantage; Second, people's hearts. The most important thing in marching is to forbid. Ordinary soldiers are good at training. If all these soldiers have unique skills, they will not be as obedient as before. A group of martial arts experts who don't listen to command on the battlefield are not as good as a group of well-trained ordinary soldiers

Although these problems are troublesome, they are not the most fundamental. The most fundamental problem is that even if the soldiers put these peerless martial arts secrets in front of them, they will not be able to learn them. You should know that literati in this era are all literati. They take the route of imperial examination. Those who choose to serve in the army are basically big, thick and illiterate. Let them learn the most top skills in the Wulin, just like in later generations, if you let a farmer face the Loess and face the sky all his life to learn partial differential equations, there will be ghosts if you can learn them. Therefore, although song Qingshu always had the idea of popularizing the secret collection of miraculous skills, it had no clue.

However, song Qingshu was surprised to see the figures on the secret collection. With his current martial arts, the Yijinjing can improve his skills. However, the figures in the secret collection of Yijinjing provide a good way for ordinary people to quickly achieve magical skills. Practitioners don't need to be literate or have any martial arts foundation. They just need to practice with these figures, You can always get some real Qi.

You should know that in the original work, you Tanzhi is not a writer but a martial artist. He is famous for his low qualification, but he can practice Yijinjing, thanks to these figures.

Of course, practicing according to these figures is not without side effects, that is, it's easy to get started, but it's hard to touch the essence of Yijinjing all one's life. But song Qingshu is not a martial arts alliance leader. As long as the soldiers can cultivate yijinqi, how can they care so much?

Song Qingshu could not help laughing at the thought of the thousands of soldiers who would change their muscles.

"Master, master, what's the matter with you?" Suddenly, a Zi's worried call came from her ear.

Song Qingshu finally woke up and wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth without any trace: "nothing."

Seeing that he returned to normal, ah Zi was relieved: "ah Zi is so good this time. Does the master have any reward?"

Looking at the coquettish girl in front of her, song Qingshu finds it hard to connect her with the vicious witch. He can't help but sigh: the spirit is moving. FA is really a good thing, which is better than the hypnosis in later films and TV plays.

"Master ~" seeing that song Qingshu was absent-minded again, ah Zi couldn't help being coquettish and angry.

"Ah?" Song Qingshu came back to himself and replied awkwardly, "what reward does ah Zi want?"

"Oh..." ah Zi frowned tightly, obviously full of distress in her heart. "Ah Zi couldn't think of what she wanted for a while and a half, so let's wait for ah Zi to think of it and then tell her master."

"Not bad." Song Qingshu nodded slightly, and suddenly found that ah Zi went to the bed. He was shocked and stopped in front of her, "what are you... What are you going to do?"

"You are my master. Of course I will warm your bed?" As a matter of course, ah Zi was puzzled by song Qingshu's reaction.

"Ah?" Song Qingshu secretly complains that there is a girl hidden in the bed now. If the two women meet, they will be wronged. They will be treated as lecherons when they do nothing.

Although our song Qingshu always doesn't mind being misunderstood as lecherous, it's often because he really takes advantage of it. He absolutely doesn't want to do something like this. He didn't steal the fish but made a mess of it tonight.

"I don't need to use it tonight. Zhang Zhenren lives nearby, which has a bad influence." Song Qingshu waved his hand awkwardly.

"People don't make a sound." The little girl put out her little tongue and licked her lips.

Song Qingshu's heart leaped: she was really a fairy, and seduced people so directly.

"It's really inconvenient today. Just now I got rid of the cold poison for Miss Ren, which led to a great loss of real Qi. I'll have to meditate and practice by myself later..." Song Qingshu sighed with a sad face, but he was very upset. If it wasn't for Wu Yunzhu, she would not have to stay in the empty bed tonight.

"Well," ah Zi looked disappointed, but at the thought of the loopholes in his words, she was very happy, "then I'll serve the master again tomorrow night." Then he hopped to the door.

"Ah Zi, ah Zi, are you in there?" At this time, you Tanzhi's knock came out of the door. He was full of anxiety and worry.

Ah Zi frowned, ran to song Qingshu, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "master, ah Zi doesn't want to see this creep. Go to bed first and hide for a while."

Before Song Qingshu could object, she got into the embroidery tent.

"Ah ~" there were two exclamations in the embroidery tent.

"Ah Zi, what's the matter with you?" You tan outside the door was in a hurry. Without waiting for a response, he pushed the door open and burst in.

Song Qingshu's face suddenly sank: "who allowed you to come in?"

"I seem to hear ah Zi's voice." You Tanzhi didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he searched around the room. "Ah Zi, are you here?"

Song Qingshu frowned and stopped in front of him: "she's not here."

"I heard her voice Although you are afraid of song Qingshu's martial arts, you can't help but be jealous at the thought of ah Zi's obedience to him, and you are not so polite between words.

Song Qingshu lightly said: "you heard wrong."

Seeing song Qingshu's assertiveness, you Tanzhi hesitated. He even had a purple voice in his dream, so he was not sure if it was his own auditory hallucination: "then... I'll go to other places to look for it."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly. In the final analysis, you Tanzhi was also a poor man. He didn't bother to care with each other and waved his hand at will. Who knows when he is about to turn around and leave, there is a sudden "hum ~" sound in the embroidered account. You Tan's color suddenly changes, and the whole person rushes to the account.

Song Qingshu was thinking about something else. He was distracted for a moment, and he lifted up the embroidered account.