[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the year is unknown in cold and heat.

How long Zhong Yanqiu has been nesting in this forest, even he himself doesn't know, at first Su Mengzhen can remember a little bit, but after a long time, he can't remember clearly either.

It's just that when the little tigers raised by Zhong Yanqiu's side have grown into majestic big tigers, they leave their lairs and live alone. They have built a large territory on the next hill, and the little tiger cubs have given birth to several litters. Zhong Yanqiu is still such a small bean. Ding's is a bit bigger, with a round bun face and almond-shaped eyes. Whether it's a sneer or a sneer, as long as the corners of the lips are bent, there are two deep dimples on the cheeks, so sweet that there is no momentum at all.

The only thing that can show a little bit of his experience is probably only a pair of clear and cold eyes.

According to the old man, Zhong Yanqiu knew that he was called Tianjizi according to the memory left by him. Among the many messages that Tianjizi empowered Zhong Yanqiu, there were several ways of practicing ghost spirits, which were quite suitable for Su Mengzhen's current situation.

"This exercise cannot be learned by the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect." Zhong Yanqiu put on a small face, and tried to look at Su Mengzhen's face with his head up. In the past year, Mr. Zhong's height has not reached the average passing line.

Looking at his appearance, and then thinking about Mr. Zhong who grew up in a clear and indifferent version, Su Mengzhen tried hard to resist the urge to laugh, and cooperated: "Please teach me, sir."

Don't laugh, or Mr. Zhong will be angry.

It's a pity that Zhong Yanqiu is not a particularly interesting person. He only tilted his head when he heard the words, and said solemnly: "You should be a big disciple of my Xiaoyao Sect. Once you enter my school, you should abide by my religious rules, pass on my orthodoxy, and don't fall into the trap." The name of the ancestor."

Although Tianjizi mainly empowered all kinds of knowledge and exercises that Xiaoyao sect disciples should know, and only passed on the core meaning of the canon for Zhong Yanqiu to understand by himself, not to mention the history of the sect. It looked like Tianjizi didn't memorize it clearly.

——To use the words of their disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect to explain, the past cannot be traced back, and it is enough to understand the spirit of the Xiaoyao Sect passed down from generation to generation from the deeds of the ancestors. How can we insist on memorizing the stinky and long history of generations? Do not run counter to the meaning of the word "Xiaoyao".

So Zhong Yanqiu just comprehended the core idea of ​​Xiaoyao Sect, as for the missing school rules and lessons...

Su Mengzhen, the eldest disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, is quite good at this.

Su Mengzhen sighed helplessly at Zhong Yanqiu's silent exercises on the wall. For some reason, he always felt that the other party's mental age had shrunk more than a little along with his physical age. If Zhong Yanqiu had never been able to do it before This kind of thing like a hands-off shopkeeper.

That's all, there is no need to think about anything else, he should first learn how to correctly draw qi into the body - martial arts is the condensation of energy inside the body, while the Xiaoyao school's kung fu method is to draw the power of heaven and earth for his own use, from one It is not a systematic thing when you start to cultivate.

He has devoted his entire life to the great cause of building a peaceful and prosperous world, and he has never even had a scandal, let alone married a wife and had children. The owner of Su did not realize that he had entered a delicate fatherly state of mind. Facing Zhong Yanqiu's glutinous rice ball The little face willingly began to do unpaid coolies.

Then Mr. Zhong, who was not good at planning at all, continued to study those mysterious and mysterious astrological changes with peace of mind.

Among the things stuffed by Tianjizi, Zhong Yanqiu learned the metaphysics that seemed to be the most difficult to grasp. After all, his ability has something in common with it, just like doing a problem. Look at it. It is always easier to work backwards from the answer than to start from scratch.

Of course, it cannot be said that he did not work hard to learn other things. He also learned the medical skills of the Xiaoyao School quite well. A few days ago, he was the one who helped the tiger give birth to a tiger cub on the mountain next door. It can also change Huamanlou's eyes.

Well, although he felt that the other party's personality would not agree to this treatment plan.

Zhong Yanqiu's "wind period" was extremely long. When the big tiger on the next mountain was too old to run, Zhong Yanqiu still looked like a little bean. He didn't seem to grow up at all for many years. So long that Su Mengzhen can't remember what he was like, only vaguely in his memory is such a thin and tall figure like a bamboo, with a bit of the awe-inspiring and indifferent air of the bright moon.

While Su Mengzhen was thinking, he was flipping through the medicinal materials in the cave—he had a good talent, and he was able to pick up some lighter objects by now.

When Zhong Yanqiu came back with the meat, they went to the next mountain to feed the tigers, mainly Zhong Yanqiu.

The tiger was too old to run, and it just took a walk around the cave every day, waiting for Zhong Yanqiu to feed and pluck its fur, as if it had returned to the age of a cub.

But it is a very old tiger after all, so old that death is close at hand.

Zhong Yanqiu stroked its fur gently, the thick fur was dry and dull, it felt like thorny straw to the touch, but it was as warm as before.

The tiger groaned and rubbed against his chest. This scene was actually a little scary for people who didn't know the inside story. As soon as the tiger's head touched, it almost occupied Zhong Yanqiu's entire upper body. It only needs one mouth to swallow Zhong Yanqiu's head into the stomach, but it just rubbed softly, just like when it was a little tiger cub, whining and acting like a baby.

"Good boy." Zhong Yanqiu rubbed the soft flesh on its neck. The tiger narrowed its eyes and showed a look of great enjoyment. Its face was full of aging. It is rare for an ordinary tiger to live to its age. The younger ones, often stared at by competitors when their physical strength first began to decline, died of starvation or exhaustion.

Su Mengzhen fed it a piece of meat, and the rabbit's leg meat was soft and tender. The tiger groaned softly and stretched out its tongue to lick the breath that used to tease him. It still couldn't see the existence of Su Mengzhen, but it was no longer there. Afraid of each other.

On a sunny autumn afternoon, the tiger left its den without a trace.

Su Mengzhen didn't know the tiger's habits, but he knew that when the cat felt that its life was near, it would quietly leave the owner's house and die in a place where no one would find it.

He was a little worried about Zhong Yanqiu, who had become more and more childish over the years, but Zhong Yanqiu was much calmer than he imagined, accepting this fact very calmly.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are not things that I can stop if I want to." With a chubby glutinous face, a pair of bright and cold eyes, Zhong Yanqiu even smiled, "Besides, I've been used to it for a long time."

As he said so, he flipped through this article with a calm demeanor, and then talked about going down the mountain with Su Mengzhen.

That's right, he is finally ready to leave this forest where he has lived for an unknown number of years and formally contact the world. After all, he promised Tianjizi to pass on the Taoism of the Xiaoyao Sect, so it is not a problem to nest in this forest.

Zhong Yanqiu has much more experience than Su Mengzhen in this aspect of how to correctly integrate into society when going out from the mountains. Su Mengzhen can now show his figure in front of ordinary people, although it is only a few hours, but Zhong Yanqiu also learned how to make himself look like an adult in the eyes of ordinary people.

The prey fur and some good-looking medicinal materials left over from hunting in these years can become their important initial funds. Zhong Yanqiu dug out the clothes and fabrics he wore when he came to this world, and cut them here and sewed them there. He even came up with a decent dress.

Su Mengzhen originally wanted to help. After all, Zhong Yanqiu's short body is not very convenient for doing anything, but after he watched Zhong Yanqiu's hands and feet sew fabrics neatly, he wisely chose not to go up and help. .

As a person from a good family background who has been ill since childhood and took more medicine than food, Su Mengzhen has never done sewing work with her own hands, let alone tearing a piece of clothing from clothes like Zhong Yanqiu. The irregularly shaped fabric is sewn with twine and bone needles into clothes that look good and can really be worn.

Su Zhuzhu may have to study how to thread the needle for half a day even to make up a patch.

So when Zhong Yanqiu was tossing clothes for himself, Su Mengzhen was in charge of sorting out the fur medicinal materials piled up in the corner of the cave. What they were in was not an ordinary grove. This kind of deep mountain wild forest is the most indispensable thing that can be sold for a big price. Zhong Yanqiu has always piled up all the wild animals of the same kind regardless of their value, and now he has to take care of them when he is leaving, so there is no need to take away the worthless things.

The white fox fur with good condition and no damage, the wolf fur killed in an unknown year, the dried snake gallbladder, and precious medicinal materials such as ganoderma lucidum, with Su Mengzhen's eyes, the ones selected are naturally the top grade among the top grades. .

Next, pick a good weather that is suitable for going out, and take advantage of the cold weather before going down the mountain along the trail that has been explored a long time ago.

The village next to the mountain is not very rich, but the people are very simple. Su Mengzhen showed his figure and Zhong Yanqiu pretended to be brothers and spent the night here. Seeing that they talked well and dressed well, the villagers didn't have any suspicions. They were warmly received.

When there are too many people, the news becomes complicated. The originally clean ears began to buzz and continuously sent news to Zhong Yanqiu. Zhong Yanqiu sat on Su Mengzhen's arms and closed his eyes to carefully sort out all the information related to this world. , I don't have time to argue with Su Mengzhen. The other party gave me a pot of "being awkward and losing my temper".

This is a dynasty called "Song". The general geographical environment is very similar to that of the previous world. Just over 30 years have passed since its establishment. There are still foreign scourges such as the Khitan and Xixia, but the life of the people is not so sad, and they are quite prosperous and happy.

In other words, the mountain products they brought down can be sold at a pretty good price in the city, and even when they are sold out, some people come to ask if there are more products to offer.

With money in hand, Zhong Yanqiu's first thing to do is to buy all the outfits for his whole body. No matter how good the material of the self-made clothes on his body is, no matter how few bolts of golden satin are rare in the palace, it will be difficult to cover it up. The fact that it has been kept in the cave for an unknown number of years and is only enough to make a long gown.

At this time, Zhong Yanqiu would be particularly envious of those ghosts who brought their own clothes.

A small person like Su Mengzhen can change the style and color according to his heart, no matter what it is, it is just a matter of thought.

After buying clothes and some necessary luggage, they found someone to hire a carriage. Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen took this as a starting point and set off to find someone with sufficient qualifications to meet the requirements of the Xiaoyao Sect to accept as apprentices.

"Let me make a divination first." Zhong Yanqiu held the few copper coins he just got, with great interest.

Su Mengzhen sat on the side flipping through the history books she bought, not at all planning to practice the art of divination that she had learned for many years.

Not everyone is as gifted as Zhong Yanqiu for such mysterious and mysterious things.

Zhong Yanqiu divination a direction and reported it to the coachman. The coachman yelled in half-belief with the mentality that he was the boss who coaxed the children and gave him extra money, and drove the carriage towards the direction Zhong Yanqiu pointed out.

It is now four years in Xianping, and everything has not started yet, the carriage creaks and heads for Luzhou.