Chapter Eighty-Four: Five Months
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"The position of spy has existed since ancient times, although it seems insignificant on weekdays, but it can be weak and strong. Although every force has its glorious image, where there is light, there must be shadows. ā
"Spy, this is the shadow!"
"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Pu was stunned, "Could it be that there have been spies from ancient times to the present?" ā
"It's nature." A touch of indifferent smugness appeared on the face of the sick seedling, and he said slowly to Zhao Pu, "The history family sings, naturally it is a song of merit and virtue, no matter which force prevails, it will not record too much about the spies, this is the rule." ā
"Oh." Zhao Pu nodded as if he didn't understand. "So where should I start?"
"Don't worry." The six sick seedlings looked at Zhao Pu, "It's memory!" ā
"Memory?" Zhao Pu grew his mouth in surprise, "Shouldn't a spy practice kung fu and play skills, what does memory want it to do?" ā
"Those who practice kung fu and play skills, the jugglers on the streets of the Central Plains can do it, but the profession of a spy is much more difficult than juggling." The sixth sick seedling looked at Zhao Pu, worried that Zhao Pu was uncertain, and hurriedly explained, "I only ask you, a spy, if there are hundreds of people in front of you to investigate, if you want to keep the self-note in your hand, what do you say you should do?" ā
After living a lifetime, Zhao Pu naturally knows the truth between 'giving' and 'gaining'.
"You should memorize the information on your note and destroy the note." Seeming to understand the intentions of the middle-aged man, Zhao Pu nodded and said, "In other words, to be a spy, this memory is the most important thing." ā
Sick Yangzi nodded, "How is your memory?" ā
"General." Zhao Pu scratched his head, although he was not a person with a poor memory, he was definitely not a powerful one.
"Oh?" Looking at Zhao Pu, the palm of the sick seedling suddenly fell directly on Zhao Pu's shoulder unsuspectingly.
There was a crisp sound of "pop ......", and Zhao Pu immediately felt that even through several layers of clothes, after the heavy blow of his palm, the surface of his skin was still hot and painful.
"What are you doing?"
"Remember?"
Seeing that Zhao Pu didn't answer, the six sick seedlings continued, "I asked you if you remember?" ā
"Uh......" Zhao Pu scratched his head and said, "What do you remember?" ā
"I slapped you just now, do you remember?" Zhao Pu's dark eyes were slightly angry, "Naturally remember!" ā
"Can you still remember three days later?"
"You must remember that I have to get this revenge back on you."
The six sick seedlings nodded, "What about that month?" ā
"Remember!"
"What about three months? ļ¼ā
"I won't forget it easily."
Listening to Zhao Pu's roar, there was a sudden smile on the sallow face of the six sick seedlings.
"If it hurts, you will naturally remember it."
"Then I should practice memorization as soon as possible?" Zhao Pu questioned.
The six sick seedlings pressed a sip of wine, and then they could slowly speak, "Memory, exploration ability, imitation ability." I will hand over these things to you in the same way, you just don't have to be ambitious, and the rest, just do what I say! ā
"Good!!"
When Zhao Pu heard this, his eyes lit up slightly.
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Three hours later.
The six sick seedlings stood beside Zhao Pu, "Take a break." ā
The felt tent group was built solemnly, standing under the scorching sun, Zhao Pu, who was motionless, let out a sigh of relief and sat down slowly.
"How? How many do you remember? The voice was exceptionally quiet, and the six sick seedlings sat beside Zhao Pu, drinking leisurely.
Zhao Pu frowned, "It's been nearly a morning, and I only remember five." Wouldn't it be too much for me as a newcomer to ask me to remember the lives and looks of these people? ā
"Ever?"
With a cold snort of contempt, the six sick seedlings stretched out their hands and pointed at one of the Khitans.
"His name is Yeluzong, he is forty-eight years old, the color of his eyebrows is a little dull, and there is a mole in the middle of his eyebrows. The family has been herding cattle for generations, and they make a living by reselling good foals. ā
Listening to the words of the six sick seedlings, Zhao Puyi frowned, "How do you know?" ā
But the six sick seedlings are always staring in that direction, just as a skilled hunter is looking at the deer and sheep walking in the forest, but if he takes a fancy to it, there is no one who will not be caught.
"It's easy. Yelu is the most powerful tribe in the Khitan, and it is also the most numerous surname among the Khitans now, so I naturally don't need to say this. ā
Zhao Pu nodded.
"Then you look at this man, he looks like a middle-aged man, with brown eyebrows and a brown spot in them, so his name is Yeluzong."
"Is that okay?" Zhao Pu looked at the six sick seedlings with some astonishment.
"Yelu Zong loved brown horses the most, and he led the brown horses to the market, so his livelihood was to sell horses for a living."
Looking at the six diseases for a while, Zhao Pu remembered this person instantly, presumably if he used this memory method, then many things seemed to be easily remembered by himself in many cases.
There was a touch of surprise on Zhao Pu's face.
"It shouldn't be difficult for you to find a little bit of a trait in the object you want to remember, and then think about how to insert his name and profession."
patted Zhao Pu on the shoulder, turned around and left the place.
Zhao Pu stayed where he was, looking at the crowds of people coming and going, and even began to keep in touch with the Khitans and Han Chinese.
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Five months have passed, and during this period, Zhao Pu not only learned to memorize, but also learned the ability to explore and imitate one by one according to what the six diseases said.
Here, not only the Khitan list on Xiao Yuankang's side, but also the entire Khitan spies, I am afraid there are few who can hide Zhao Pu.
After five months, I have benefited a lot.
As for martial arts, I have learned very little.
On this day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and Zhao Pu looked at the six sick seedlings, "Thank you for teaching for such a long time, I Zhao Pu has nothing to give you, I can only wish you a speedy recovery." ā
The six sick seedlings put their hands under their lips, coughed very hard, and there was a touch of helplessness on their tree-like faces, "Hmph, I have this disease, don't think about it in this life." ā
"Zhao Pu, you have to walk the road by yourself in the future." The sixth sick Yangzi looked at Zhao Pu, and there was a touch of pride in his eyes, "I have already handed over to you everything I can give you." ā
Zhao Pu nodded.
"Let's go back." There was a touch of helplessness on the face of the six sick seedlings, "The six of us were forced to come to the Khitan place, what are we for?" Shi Jingjiao is on the throne, the people are not happy, and the people of the Shufeng Pavilion are still blindly catering to Shi Jingjiao! ā