Wu Fu can catch the yellowed book from the shop, this book is estimated to be some years old, and the covers are all that kind of rotten and can't be rotten anymore.

"Okay." , Wu Fu looked through the contents a few times and replied.

There are some movements drawn inside, and there are also some action descriptions next to it, and Wu Fu thinks this is enough.

She still doesn't believe that she can't learn this.

As a traverser, she must learn martial arts!

Seeing Wu Fu's confident appearance, the old man Mingqing left very satisfied.

"Let's go, let's go back." , Wu Fu put the book away and commanded.

"Yes." , Qiu Ju nodded, and then instructed everyone, "Everyone pack up their things." Go back! ”

Almost everyone began to pick up the things under them, but Xiying walked in the direction of Wu Fu.

"Miss."

"What? Are you in trouble? ”

"Miss, aren't you going to Sanssouci today?" , a flash of expectation flashed in Xiying's eyes.

Wu Fu naturally knew Xiying's thoughts, Xiying had feelings for her little friends there, and it was normal for her to want to go and see it, but it was a little inappropriate at this time.

"Xiying, I know you want to go there, but it's not the right day." , Wu Fu explained.

She was a little worried about whether their current whereabouts had been revealed.

"Yes, miss." , Xiying replied after being silent for a long time.

Soon, the group rode back home in a carriage.

Wu Fu is the apprentice of the old man Mingqing from now on.

"Miss, you will be the disciple of the old man Mingqing in the future, you should have more face when you say this!" , Qiu Ju was a little excited.

Wu Fu said with a smile, "Do you understand the truth that the tree is big and attracts the wind?" Now you are not allowed to tell others that I am a disciple of the old man Mingqing, remember? None of you will be able to mention it in the future. ”

"Remembered." , Qiu Ju nodded, and Chen Nan and several people also nodded.

"But, miss, this old man is so famous, why can't he say it? What a face-saving way to say it!? Qiu Ju still asked unwillingly.

Wu Fu sighed and explained, "I don't know how many people in this world want to worship the old man as a teacher, you think that such a name that everyone wants is finally my little boy, what do you think those people will think?" ”

"They must be envious!" , Qiu Ju is really quite simple.

"Yes, first envy, then envy and hatred." , Wu Fu explained.

"This man's jealousy is terrifying!" , Wu Fu said with a smile.

"Oh, jealousy, that's not easy, so let's not talk about it." , Qiu Ju thought of the behavior of the fourth lady to her own young lady before, and her heart trembled suddenly, she still didn't want the young lady to be hurt.

"Well, you're going to have to keep your mouth shut." , Wu Fu added.

.....

In the next few days, Wu Fu was carefully studying the tattered booklet, it seems that she really underestimated the content of this booklet, she studied it for a long time, and she couldn't get the essence of it at all.

She always felt that her movement posture was not right, that was not right, it was difficult!

She wanted to ask the old man Mingqing, but she found that she didn't know where the old man lived or where he came from. It's really sad.

In addition to the annoyance, Wu Fu lay on the branches of the ancient tree and fell asleep in a daze.

In her confusion, she seemed to see an extremely handsome man in white, who seemed to be gently caressing her hair.

Wu Fu looked at that handsome face, and made a nymphomaniac in his heart, such a handsome face, such a gentle person!

She tried to raise her hand to touch it, but suddenly she found that she couldn't lift it at all.

What's going on?

Oh! She's dreaming.

But how can this dream be so real? She felt as if the handsome man was standing beside her.

She's not going to be a ghost press, is she?

Thinking of this, Wu Fu felt a layer of cold sweat on her back, and what was even worse was that she wanted to open her eyes, but she didn't know why, she couldn't open them, her hands still couldn't be lifted, and she was still in a half-dreaming state.

This state of affairs is terrifying!

She felt as if she was about to be succumbed to this beautiful ghost in front of her.

No, this one dressed in white can't be some kind of white impermanence, right? He's not here to ask for her life, is he?

Thinking of this, Wu Fu used all his willpower to order himself to wake up.

She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists, clenching hard, trying to regain her strength.

"Fu'er, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Just as Wu Fu was about to wake up, such a gentle word suddenly flashed in her ears.

Whisk? Does this man in white know her? It doesn't seem to be a ghost.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Fu felt a lightness on his body, and the sense of oppression disappeared completely.

She snapped her eyes open, trying to find the trace of the man in white.

But when I swept around, except for Qiu Ju who was writing boringly, there seemed to be no one else.

As soon as Wu Fu sat up, Qiu Ju noticed it.

"Miss, you're awake!"

"Well, who's been here?" , Wu Fu finally asked this question.

"No, miss, there are only slaves and maids here. The slave didn't let anyone bother Miss. Qiu Ju said respectfully.

Wu Fu nodded, and then patted his head, it was just a dream, forget it, no matter.

Standing up neatly, Wu Fu slurped and drank a cup of tea.

Wow! It's so refreshing!

"Miss, drink slowly!" , Qiu Ju reminded.

Wu Fu smiled and didn't speak. He turned and sat down again on a mat laid out under the tree.

She needed to meditate, she needed to appreciate the movements in the book.

But whenever she was about to attain enlightenment, she would always unconsciously wander away. This kind of distraction is as if her mind can be led away.

This made her wonder very much, shouldn't it, how could her concentration be so poor?

She didn't believe in this evil, but every time she thought and realized it, she encountered the same problem.

!

Wu Fu opened his eyes, and a word that was held in his heart popped out of his mouth.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, I don't get angry, I don't scold. Grass, is a plant, I just said a plant.

Well, that's right, Wu Fu exhaled deeply, as if he wanted to exhale all the depression in his heart.

That's it, don't be angry, tomorrow is the seven-day deadline, just ask the old man Mingqing tomorrow.

Thinking like this, after taking a few more deep breaths, Wu Fu's mood finally calmed down a lot.

Well, you still can't be too impatient.

Peace will lead to youth.

A smile tugged at the corner of Wu Fu's mouth.