[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Go away, don't disturb my ascension

"Is the back of my head easy to touch?"

Song Qingshu was taken aback by the words that rang in his ears, and quickly let go of the hand that was still pressing on the back of Ji Kaiqing's head, and let go of the other arm that was protecting Ji Kaiqing's back. Qing frowned slightly and stared at it, her ears turned red all of a sudden.Song Qingshu felt that his face was going to burn. It's not like he didn't have intimate movements before, and he slept together before, but...

Song Qingshu felt that it was different just now, and he couldn't tell what the difference was.

He felt that his face must be flushed, and he could feel the heat coming from his face.Song Qingshu couldn't help avoiding Ji Kaiqing's gaze, he subconsciously bit the candy in his mouth, and it stuck to his teeth without accident.Ji Kaiqing touched his back, and when he was hit just now, he felt his back was hit hard by something.

Ji Kaiqing, who didn't notice Song Qingshu's expression, turned his head and looked back. The person carrying the pole also noticed that he had bumped into someone, and turned his head to apologize to Ji Kaiqing with great effort.The poking was really painful. Ji Kaiqing felt that his back must be bruised. He waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. After the bridge was clear again, Ji Kaiqing rubbed the place just hit with his backhand He turned around and asked Song Qingshu: "You should have called me just now, why didn't you say anything?"

Song Qingshu has returned to normal, and there is no abnormality on his face: "I didn't have time just now, you were bumped as soon as you stretched out your hand."

Ji Kaiqing recalled the scene just now, and glanced at Song Qingshu's face: "Did I hit your face just now? Didn't you hit your teeth?"

Where there is a collision, it is clear that it is a rub, Song Qingshu is embarrassed to say it so bluntly, just shook his head: "It's okay, let's go forward, it's not good to be stuck here."

After crossing the bridge, there were obviously more people, and there were also fixed vendors under the shed next to it.Ji Kaiqing just glanced around and saw a small stall selling handmade masks. The owner of the stall was a woman in a red dress, and the mask was really ugly, the kind that was too ugly to bear to look at.Ji Kaiqing thinks that the craftsmen who make masks in the south of the Yangtze River may not have good aesthetics?

Next to the masks was a fabric stall, each fabric was hung up for people to see clearly, Ji Kaiqing and Song Qingshu walked by, and they could hear the bargaining between the stall owner and the customers.Wu Nong's soft words made Ji Kaiqing feel that there was no aura of bargaining at all, and the soft words could only be described as "negotiation".

On the road, people in twos and threes dressed as scholars could be seen standing in front of a small scene reciting poems and arguing against each other. Seeing that they were all wearing the same scholar uniforms, Ji Kaiqing guessed that they must be scholars from a certain academy in the south of the Yangtze River.Even though their body shapes and appearances are different, everyone's spirits are very similar. It seems that the academy is serious about teaching the students how to behave.

"Let's take a look, let's take a look. The hot Bazhen Cake, Steamed Pork with Flour, and Emerald Shaomai~! Guest officer, what would you like to order?"

"What is Bazhen Cake?" Ji Kaiqing listened to it, and immediately asked Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu glanced at Ji Kaiqing who was staring at the peddler and smiled: "If you want to know, just buy one and try it. There are only one or two people in line, and it will be soon."

Ji Kaiqing looked up at the sky, the temperature was a bit high but not very sunny, he walked a few steps and stood in front of the hawker waiting, but Song Qingshu did not follow, his eyes were attracted by the people in the corner.To be precise, he was attracted by the pen in the opponent's hand. The man was dressed as a scholar, and there was a small desk and bamboo mat in front of him. There were books, paper and inkstone on the desk. It seemed that he was writing a letter from home. What is used to make money.The scholar was arguing with the two or three people in front of him with red faces, and he was obviously at a disadvantage. He only said "I won't give it to you" when he was talking stupidly. It's even more obvious that the scholar can't reason and won't quarrel.

After listening to a few sentences, Song Qingshu understood what was going on, and it was because of the pen in the scholar's hand.That pen really didn't look like something a poor scholar would have, and it's no wonder some people wanted to use money or tricks to get it.Song Qingshu didn't have such a good heart to meddle in such nosy matters, there were indeed people watching, but the expressions on their faces didn't look that angry, which made Song Qingshu decide to take another look.

But after listening to a few more words, Ji Kaiqing came over with an oiled paper bag that was obviously still hot. Holding the string tied on the oiled paper bag, he swayed to Song Qingshu and asked him what happened.Song Qingshu was just about to answer, when he heard that the scholar didn't care about the ink on the pen, just hid the pen in the crook of his arm, and stammered to the person in front of him:

"This pen was left to my father by my grandfather, and my father left it to me. I will definitely not let it fall into the wrong hands!"

Well, there is no need to explain, I understand.

Ji Kaiqing also found it quite interesting. The three people in front of the scholar obviously didn't really want the pen, and the people watching beside him didn't seem to criticize him. He stretched out his hand and tugged Song Qingshu's arm: "Don't look at it. Yes, it was a joke with classmates."

"Hey, how did you know?" The peddler who was cooking sweet soup next to him asked with a smile when he heard Ji Kaiqing's words.

Ji Kaiqing turned his head to look at the peddler, stretched out his left hand and tapped the index finger of his right hand a few times: "It's calculated."

Song Qingshu: "..."

The peddler didn't think Ji Kaiqing was joking, but nodded seriously: "They are indeed classmates, but they don't have a good relationship. They come here every few days when Song Academy is on vacation. We are all used to it." , if you wait a while and meet a scholar who is holding a book and saying "That's good, that's right, it's reasonable", don't be surprised, that one is the same as this one, every time."

Song Qingshu looked at the peddler and then at Ji Kaiqing, a little confused as to why the peddler believed such obviously nonsense: "Do you believe he figured it out?"

"Of course I do," the peddler nodded. "At least it looks more reliable than the guy behind you. That guy is talking nonsense and calling himself a half-immortal. He said it was Taoist orthodox, but he didn't know where he came from. "

half fairy?

Orthodox Taoism?

Ji Kaiqing, who was a disciple of Taixu Temple, and Song Qingshu, who was a disciple of Wudang, looked at each other, and at the same time turned to look at the man called Banxian.The man looked like he was in his 40s, wearing a white Taoist robe, with an erhu on his lap, and he put it down to count his fingers after a stretch. There was a compass stick in front of him, and everything was complete.

Ji Kaiqing dragged Song Qingshu and walked over. There was a flag erected beside the half-immortal, and in the middle was a eight-diagram diagram. The upper two lines read "Bazi continuation of life and six lines of prediction", and the lower two lines read "Fengshui Appraisal and Selection." It’s named after the day”, and it’s just a matter of writing another sentence, “No money is not allowed”.

Just as the two stood in front of the half-immortal, the half-immortal raised his eyes to look at the two of them, the fingers of his left hand kept moving, Ji Kaiqing was about to speak, but the half-immortal stretched out his hand to stop him: "What's going wrong recently? Do you have a dog?"

Ji Kaiqing looked at the half-immortal and stroked the jade pendant on his waist: "I haven't raised it."

"No? Listen to me, quickly get a dog and everything will be fine!" The half-immortal looked at Ji Kaiqing mysteriously.

Song Qingshu next to him showed a look of surprise on his face, and he poked Ji Kaiqing's waist: "Who said you didn't have a dog, you forgot? The family just brought a dog back yesterday, and said it was going to guard the home."

"Uh——! What? Have you raised it? That's right! It's just this dog that's unlucky, and you can't keep it! Send it away or kill it, that's right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a picker next to him walked past Ji Kaiqing and Song Qingshu, and laughed when he heard this sentence: "Huang Banxian, you're lying again."

Ji Kaiqing didn't react at all, he just lowered his head and reached out to straighten his wide cuffs, and then raised his head, the expression on his face didn't have the casual feeling just now.I don't know why, but Ji Kaiqing usually doesn't seem to have the fairy-tale feeling of Ling Junzi at all, and he brings more of that indescribable youthful air. Compared with Song Qingshu, Ji Kaiqing and Song Qingshu have both youthful airs thicker.But at this time Ji Kaiqing's youthful spirit has disappeared, and he looks more like Ling Junzi now.

He looked at Huang Banxian, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely peaceful, but Huang Banxian who was looking at him suddenly felt a little scared.Ji Kaiqing also stretched out his left hand to pinch and count. His gesture of counting was completely different from that of Huang Banxian. Song Qingshu also looked at him curiously. The hem of the clothes swayed slightly, but it was enough to make Ji Kaiqing special in the eyes of others.

"Banxian caught fish today." Ji Kaiqing said lightly, "Recently, things are not going well? It has nothing to do with keeping a dog or not. Banxian should stop catching fish recently."

Huang Banxian stopped while pretending to hold the erhu's hand, but he looked at Ji Kaiqing and didn't speak.Ji Kaiqing squeezed her hands again and calculated: "Let's close the stall and go home early today, or you will get sick."

Huang Banxian is really a little skillful. He was a little hesitant about catching fish, but he didn't think it was a big deal to close the stall early: "I will go home early today, because there will be thunder and lightning in the evening. I have already counted that. As for Sick, don't talk nonsense, you kid."

"You can talk nonsense, but I can't," Ji Kaiqing looked at Huang Banxian and smiled slightly, "After all, Taoist orthodoxy is something that not everyone can afford. It's better to say that it will come true soon Things? Banxian, please be careful of the dog behind you."

When the one or two people around heard Ji Kaiqing talking about the dog behind Huang Banxian, they immediately laughed: "Although that dog was not raised by Huang Banxian, he would occasionally feed it something, and it would definitely not bite—"

The man's words were caught in half by the scene in front of him.

The dog who had been behind Huang Banxian didn't know what happened, but suddenly jumped up and bit Huang Banxian's thigh sitting on the small bench.

The people around looked at Ji Kaiqing in surprise, the latter didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all, he clapped his hands slowly: "Look, I told you to be careful."

——I, Ji Banxian, make money.