Here the mountain ghosts are killing people in Taihang, but in his house, Shen Qiu and Qingqing are chatting leisurely in the night.

The Milky Way hangs high in the sky, and there are night crows in the distance, and the comfortable wind blows and makes the flames sway.

Shen Qiu held a wood-chopping axe, and according to the martial arts routine in his memory, he posed one posture after another, soft, without any deterrence at all, and Qingqing laughed when he saw it.

She mocked her brother vigorously that he was dancing.

And the jump is particularly ugly.

The two of them lit a thick candle by the window, which was also left by the mountain ghost.

While the candlelight was fluttering, Shen Qiu practiced back and forth several times, and he could be regarded as regaining some of the feeling of his original body muscle memory, and he could coherently play a set of axe techniques.

"Senior brother, you just asked me if there are any immortals in this world, and I think there are."

Xiao Qingqing, who had a broken mouth, watched his senior brother practice, while supporting his chin with both hands, and chattered to Shen Qiu:

"Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I've heard Sister Yaoqin say that in addition to the five sects of the righteous sect, the seven sects of the Demon Sect, and most of the small sects that can't be mentioned, there are also hidden sects."

This girl has probably listened to a lot of drama stories, and she likes to talk about these anecdotes very much.

In this night, there was nothing to do, so Shen Qiu let Qingqing continue to talk as if he was listening to a story.

"The most famous of those hidden immortal gates naturally belongs to Penglai Immortal Mountain in the East China Sea, and every 20 years, they will widely distribute immortal search stickers and invite peerless masters to Penglai Mountain to discuss the Tao."

"The last time they appeared, it was in the 11th year of Yongding. That is, 13 years ago, I was born in that year. ”

Qingqing walked to the vegetable garden of the mountain ghost, grabbed the cucumber, and did not wash it, so he rubbed it with his hand, held it in his hand, and bit it with a clattering sound.

She said to her brother who was holding the axe:

"The second most famous one is the Taihang Immortal Gate, and there may be some left, but there are few legends about them in the rivers and lakes."

"However, the Taihang Immortal Gate was razed as early as 24 years ago, it is said that those immortals caught the beasts that fell from the sky and wanted to refine the pill to become immortals, which caused chaos in the world and implicated the previous dynasty."

"Taihang?"

Shen Qiu stopped swinging the axe in his hand, and he said to Qingqing:

"Is this Taihang where we are?"

"Yes, right here."

Qingqing finished eating the cucumber and looked at the starry sky above her head, she said with nostalgia:

"Master traveled thousands of miles to Taihang to dig ruins, and it was also because Taihang Xianmen was here, so the news is likely to be true. And it's not just the master, many people will be looking for treasures in Taihang. ”

"However, this Taihang Mountain is divided into two halves, half of which is occupied by the Southern Dynasty, and the other side is blocked by the Northern Dynasty, and there are mountain ghosts patrolling and hunting, so the fellow Jianghu people dare not enter too deeply."

"I see."

Shen Qiu nodded.

From the description of the young girl, he probably had an idea.

It is very likely that there are immortals in this world, but thousands of years ago, there was some doom calamity, so that the aura of heaven and earth dissipated, and the path of immortals could not be taken, and those guys who stayed up all night to cultivate immortals tried to find another way.

As a result, the peculiar thing of true qi was created.

No one knows whether the people of the immortal family have benefited from this, but they are ordinary warriors, because of the true qi ushered in their own era.

But that was more than 100 years ago.

Qingqing girl also said that in the past few hundred years, except for the Taihang Immortal Gate catching strange beasts and being razed, I haven't seen any miracles from heaven in the world.

Most people in the rivers and lakes don't believe this, but they just say it as an interesting thing after dinner.

Shen Qiu learned about this strange world through the description of the young girl, and at the same time picked up the axe again and made a move again.

Qingqing saw Shen Qiu's awkward moves, and this girl looked at it for a while, then she shook her head a little unbearably.

She sat on a lame chair and shook her head and said to Shen Qiu:

"Senior brother, you can't practice like this!"

"When Master taught us before, he did let us learn 'shelf' first, but these postures are not for the sake of looking good."

"This 'shelf' is to let people who practice martial arts better understand that every move and every form of power use, every move you put out, is definitely the smoothest movement of qi in some cases."

"But in a real fight, it is impossible for both sides to have the opportunity to freely perform their moves."

Qingqing supported her chin with both hands, and when she was full, she dozed off a little.

She yawned and said to Shen Qiu:

"If you are like you, completely follow the routine, that is to learn kung fu to death, and to fight one by one, I am afraid that out of ten out of ten will not be able to exert one percent of the strength."

"Master said, fighting is such a thing, it depends on talent and understanding, and it also tests eyesight and reflexes, I don't understand it very well, but anyway, it's definitely useless for you to practice so hard."

"If Master sees you so clumsy, he will definitely whip you with a rattan again."

The girl stood up, stretched her waist widely, and waved her hand to Shen Qiu, she said:

"Senior brother, think about it first, I'm going to sleep, I'm so tired."

With a bang, Qingqing closed the fence-like door.

Shen Qiu looked at the wood-chopping axe in his hand, he also tasted it just now.

When he watched martial arts dramas back then, he always wondered, why are every move fixed in those magic cheats, could it be that this martial arts brawl is still a turn-based game?

What do you do, and the opponent will cooperate to pose and let you fight?

Thinking about every move when the mountain ghost and Cha Bao fought before, Shen Qiu was a little reminisced.

Moves are important, but you can't stick to them.

It's like a mountain ghost fighting Chabao, when swinging a sword, it's a fast, and it doesn't use any special moves, Chabao has some routines, but when fighting back against the mountain ghosts, it's also a brute bravery.

Combined with what Qingqing said just now, maybe when fighting, most of the time it is a few random slashes with a sword, how to come easily.

But the point is to seize the opportunity and the flaws of the opponent.

In between the inadmissible shots, playing a certain move can make the energy perfect and smooth, so that the destructive power of this move reaches the strongest.

This is what Qingqing said, when fighting, it is the eyesight and reaction that are compared.

Shen Qiu thought about it, and as the night deepened, he grabbed the candle and the axe and returned to his room.

He thought to himself:

"So, is the move actually a trigger-type skill? It can only be used if the conditions are met. ”

"For example, you can only fight back after 'seeing through'. You can only use the must-kill when you are full of beans, and the boss's HP is only as low as 20%, so you can use the slash to kill... That's how it should be, right? ”

Thinking about it, Shen Qiu felt a sense of drowsiness hit him.

He yawned heavily, but there was a sadness in his eyes.

It's time to go to bed again.

According to the experience of the previous two times, Cha Bao, who is haunted tonight, will definitely come to him to "play".

Although that strange dream does not affect the mental state, how many times I have been beaten to death, I am still in good spirits after waking up.

But this one-sided experience of being abused is really not good.

"Don't be afraid of any difficulty, face it with a smile..."

Shen Qiu took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay down on the pillow while silently reciting some strange words.

He couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, and finally simply took the chopping axe and held it in his hand.

The right is to give himself courage.

If Cha Bao dares to come again, he will be chopped with an axe!

"That's it!"

Shen Qiu cheered himself up, then held the axe in his hand and closed his eyes.

Sleep hits, and dark shadows flicker.

Shen Qiu looked dazed, in front of him, the haunting black man Cha Bao was indeed already "waiting" for him in his dream.

It's like a young couple in love for the first time, quite inseparable.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the second day, there were birds chirping outside the window, which was very noisy, but the weather was gloomy, and it was expected to rain today.

Shen Qiu opened his eyes and sighed blankly.

It was as embarrassing as if he had been ravaged by ten Billies last night.

Shen Qiu's idea is very good.

But the reality of this world is no different from the reality of the 21st century, just as skinny.

He thinks that if he has martial arts, he will be able to have the strength to fight when facing Cha Bao.

As it turned out, he really thought too much.

Shen Qiu held on to a few random axes last night, and it was just a few seconds longer than before.

Facts have proven that it is impossible to create miracles in any world.

And this cruel reality also completely dispelled the last bit of fantasy in Shen Qiu's heart.

Obviously, he is not the kind of martial arts genius that is unique in ten thousand, and the talent of soul piercing has not been able to change this body.

Cheap Master Lu Buru's evaluation of Shen Qiu is very pertinent.

He was born weak, his muscles and bones could not be opened, and his body was dim, and he couldn't even count as a middle-aged person.

The little cleverness cultivated by modern society can't help at all in the face of real power.

However, last night, although Shen Qiu was still in a lot of pain, there was something very magical.

Shen Qiu sat up and glanced at the wood-chopping axe he was holding in his hand, and there was a strange expression on his face.

He fell asleep last night with this bold axe in his hand.

And in that strange dream, he also had an identical axe in his hand.

This gave Shen Qiu a peculiar idea.

According to his experience in online games for many years, in addition to the value itself, equipment is also very important to determine the destructive power of the character.

When you encounter a boss that can't be defeated, go and brush up on the best equipment, and maybe you can crush it.

Didn't the young girl say it too?

There are all kinds of divine weapons in these rivers and lakes.

Although armor is not popular in the martial arts world, if you can create a set of heavy armor and put it on, and then get a few magic weapons to deal with a small Chabao, wouldn't it be easy to capture?

I just don't know if I will lose my equipment after killing Cha Bao?

Shen Qiu yawned thoughtlessly, and went out with an axe, he didn't take care of his long woman-like hair, and few people in the rivers and lakes had the habit of taking care of their hair.

In this era, the body is still skinned, and the parents are the same

Even the hidden mountain ghost brother just tied his long hair with an iron hoop and made it into a single ponytail.

With the black robe and the fierce ghost face, it is quite artistic.

Well, this world is definitely not suitable for Mr. Tony to cross over.

Crossing is unemployed.

He pushed open the door and walked to the hillside, where Qingqing had finished a set of punches and was sitting in a lame chair, holding a book and reading.

In the deep mountains and old forests, where did she find the books?

Shen Qiu stretched his posture and asked while dancing with an axe:

"Where did you get that book?"

"That's it."

Qingqing picked up the book in her hand, shook it, and said:

"I found it from the house, the mountain ghost must be a well-educated person, and there are a lot of books in the house."

"Huh?"

Shen Qiu blinked suspiciously.

Just the mountain ghost's murderous ghost who doesn't blink an eye, is still a well-educated person?

He immediately felt that there might be some misunderstanding.

"Let me see."

Shen Qiu took the book in Qingqing's hand, this is a typical thread-bound book, very ancient.

He turned a page and found that the text on it was in traditional Chinese, which was no different from what he remembered, and the writing did not look like pure classical Chinese, but had some half-literate and half-white meanings.

There is no punctuation in this book, but there is a sentence to read, and Shen Qiu can easily understand it.

He flipped through a few pages and found that it was something similar to a novel, but there was nothing new in the content, and it was still a ghost story.

But Shen Qiu noticed a detail.

This book is a bit old, but it is very well preserved, but except for the few pages that Qingqing just read, the other pages have not been turned frequently.

He stroked the paper, a little rough.

If this kind of paper is turned frequently, it will definitely leave wrinkles.

"It's kind of weird."

Shen Qiu frowned, he glanced at the house of the mountain ghost, he thought about it, and said to Qingqing:

"Let's go find some books."

"Okay."

Qingqing, the girl, jumped up and returned to her room with Shen Qiu.

Like Shen Qiu's room, there was no additional furniture in this earthen house, but in the corner, there were two boxes with paint peeling, and Qingqing opened one of them, which was full of books.

The layers made Shen Qiuzhen feel surprised.

Although there are not many words that can be written in a thread-bound book, it is really not an exaggeration to say that the mountain ghost is a well-educated person with so many books stacked on top of each other.

Of course, the premise is that he has actually read all these books.

Shen Qiu picked up a few books, didn't look at the contents, and flipped through a few pages.

Qingqing didn't understand what her senior brother was doing, she thought that Shen Qiu was looking for an interesting book, so she also helped take out the book.

After a moment, Shen Qiu stopped Qingqing from continuing to hold the book.

He looked at the thread-bound book on the table, and he turned back to Qingqing with a strange smile.

"I'll tell you a secret, little Qingqing."

Shen Qiu took a book, put it in his hand and patted it, and he whispered:

"Mountain ghosts... Illiterate. ”

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