Chapter 4: Slow Experience
Tu Shanling was full of vitality, just waiting for Song Qian to say "them", she could be "angry" and start to repair this group of people, but Song Qian didn't mention it, only mentioned her homework, and instantly vented her confidence.
She's most afraid of doing her homework.
She glanced at the rope and pursed her lips, wanting to encourage Song Qian again.
She hadn't been wild for a long time, and her bones were starting to itch, and she finally got a legitimate opportunity, and she didn't want to give up easily.
Song Qian looked at her with a pair of moist eyes, his expression was extremely serious, waiting for her answer.
Tu Shanling: "......"
Tu Shanling: "Write now, write immediately, write immediately." β
She turned and ran, and in the afterglow, the incense stick finally burned the rope, and the bucket shook and fell down, and brought down the wooden stick that supported it, and the stick hooked the heel of the shoe, and the shoe flew up, and the incense ash was scattered all over the bed.
Tsk, even the order is the same as imagined.
Song Qian buried his head and continued to read indifferently.
The trickster laughed maniacally.
In contrast, the inverted trickster is childish and funny.
The little Tu Shanling thought so.
It wasn't until much later that she understood that Song Qian was not indifferent, it was the loneliness of "the world is not good to me, and I am lazy to be good to the world".
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After many years, now the naΓ―ve and funny ones have been replaced by another group of people, coincidentally, this group of people is surnamed Song.
"What are you laughing at!"
Tu Shanling's smile did not decrease, "Whoever is funny, I will laugh at whom." β
"Brother Chuan, don't talk nonsense with her, hit her, she doesn't cry, I don't eat breakfast well. β
Tu Shanling raised his eyebrows, "Brother Chuan?"
Whether it's a legend, a ship, or a rafter? It's a little thing, it doesn't matter.
Song Chuangang wanted to scold Tu Shanling, and her brother was also called by her, so she heard Tu Shanling talk to herself.
"You can take the word, is it called 'not Xi'?"
After the age of fifteen or sixteen, the husband will successively pick up the characters for the disciples he values.
However, there are exceptions, Taishang Daozu obtained the word for Tu Shanling very late, not that he didn't value it, but he just wanted to force her to go out of her own way, so he gave the word, which was delayed for several years.
At that time, Tu Shanling had crossed the threshold of twenty years old, and his stubborn heart had converged a lot, but the confusion that young people had began to slowly emerge.
She should learn, she should cultivate, her subjective enthusiasm is not high, it is more like the Dao Ancestor has set the rules, she has developed a habit, when the point comes, it is time to do that thing, just do it.
She couldn't break through in her state of mind, so she was driven down the mountain by Shizun to travel, she went all the way over the mountains and mountains, listened to the pine on the peak, listened to the water in the valley, listened to the neighing of horses on the grassland, and listened to the cicadas in the bamboo forest.
That day, she sat on a willow tree as usual to observe the world, a gust of wind came, the ghost sent the gods, she stretched out her hand, chasing the wind, and no sound came, but the animals in the forest seemed to understand, and ran to the tree to make a gesture to her, as if congratulating her on finally walking out of her own way, a way about "sound".
After that, her memory was a little blurry, as if she returned to Qingjingtai as soon as her eyes were closed and opened, but Taishang Daozu was very pleased, and the next day she gave the word "no sound".
The avenue is invisible, and the sound is loud.
It shows how high Dao Ancestor has high hopes for her.
Since that day, Tu Shanling has become Tu Shan's voiceless.
Tu Shanling's eyes looked at Song Chuan softly.
Song Chuan chewed the word "not practiced" a few times, and suddenly became angry.
I can't get used to it!
Scold who doesn't learn and don't know how to do it!
"You're looking for death!"
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Tu Shanling's hair, but this invincible move went wrong today, and the famous scene of Song Ningyin crying bitterly did not appear, but it was him, babbling and screaming, his face was so distorted that he couldn't even look at it.
Tu Shanling's hand holding Song Chuan's finger pressed down again, and Song Chuan's babbling became more lively.
Several children of the Song family who followed Song were aroused by Tu Shanling's ferocity, and they smashed their fists at Tu Shanling one by one.
Tu Shanling didn't avoid it, she ducked behind Song Chuan, and then sent Song Chuan forward.
Bang, bang, bang.
Fist to flesh.
Song Chuan: "......"
You, you, you guys, but you can fight again, cough cough.
Tu Shanling smiled slightly, leaned behind Song Chuan's ear and said, "They beat me, I won't look for them, I'll look for you." β
After she finished speaking, she grabbed Song Chuan's hair and kicked Song Chuan's ass.
Song Chuan's hands and hair were in Tu Shanling's hands, and the person was kicked into a "bow" shape, but he still couldn't leave Tu Shanling's claws.
He only felt pain in his scalp, fingers, tail bones, and all over his body.
"Ahem, ahem. β
Song Chuan's hands kept shaking, and he couldn't speak in pain.
Tu Shanling is not ready to let him go easily, historical experience tells her that in the flesh... Fight the enemy at the physical level, and destroy the enemy at the spiritual level, so as to always have to.
She patted Song Chuan's face, "It's only been a few hits, and you're crying so badly, are you a woman dressed as a man?"
Song Chuan didn't adapt to the change of role for the time being, he heard Tu Shanling sarcastically mocking him, and immediately roared: "You didn't plant, your whole family didn't plant, Lao Tzu's pants were taken off, I don't know how many kinds there are." β
"Oh, that's right, but there's no basis for what you say. β
Tu Shanling dragged out his voice, and Song Chuan's heart was furious when he heard it.
The minor scum of the Song family secretly surrounded him.
Tu Shanling shook the broken hair in front of his forehead, stretched out his foot and kicked Song Chuan's lower back, "Move again, and I will exert my strength." β
Song Chuan's tears and snot flowed together, "Calm down, don't move." β
Tu Shanling didn't move, Song couldn't drive, others didn't dare to move, and the scene was as quiet as a yellowed painting.
Quack, quack, quack.
A flock of wild ducks flew over and landed at Tu Shanling's feet, and the leader rubbed Tu Shanling's calf affectionately.
Tu Shanling smiled and kicked at Song Chuan's knee, and Song Chuan involuntarily knelt on the ground.
Song Chuan was finally scared, he didn't know why Tu Shanling was in such a good mood when he saw a flock of ducks, and it was because he didn't know that he was even more afraid.
"You, what are you going to do, I warn you, oh, don't mess around. β
There are more people who warned me about Tu Shanling, how old are you!
Tu Shanling patted Song Chuan's dog head, "Don't worry, you have to experience the excitement slowly." β
Stimulate.
Song Chuan's body trembled uncontrollably.
He swallowed, his eyes full of horror.
He couldn't imagine that it was just one night, how Song Ningyin had become like this, and what terrible skills this person had learned from the evil ghost.
He soon knew what skills Tu Shanling would have.
Tu Shanling leaned into the ear of a duck and cooed for a while, but the duck nodded at her decently, staggered to Song Chuan, poked his head in, and got into Song Chuan's pants.
Song Chuan's face instantly turned red, and the next moment, the ghost cried wolf, "Ahhh β
The duck treats his fatal part as a worm, and from time to time he turns his head and pulls hard, which is ...... He wished he hadn't brought it with him when he was born.
"Is it you, young master, where are you?"
"My son, my son, are these eight kings bullying you again!"
Chaotic male and female voices floated in the distance.
There are a lot of male voices.
There is only one female voice.
Tu Shanling waved his hand, and the wild duck took off and left.