Six months later.

In the courtyard of Yin Liting, crowds gathered. All the shop figures in Wudang Mountain could arrive. Even the old man Zhang Sanfeng, who liked to be in seclusion, sat upright in a bamboo chair. Although he squinted his eyes and fiddled with his white beard under his jaw with one hand, he saw that he was quick and ruthless. Was he stroking his beard? He was simply plucking his hair, and obviously he was also restless.

There was another person who was anxious. Comrade Yin walked around, walking faster and faster, stepping on the seven-star steps. He was walking slowly at the beginning, but when he reached the road, the wind blew. In the end, there was no sound, and only a white shadow was seen running around the yard.

Standing in the middle of the yard, a white circle dragged the afterimage and circled like a ghost, as if it was haunted in broad daylight, and it seemed that there was another white coat in the blue brick house.

In recent years, he has been practicing swordsmanship. His swordsmanship must be light and quick, and his light skills must be matched. His martial arts cultivation is increasing, and everyone sees it.

Yu Daiyan suddenly raised his legs, took a step forward, and stretched out his hand, and a faint soft force in his hand was emitted. The galloping Yin Liting felt a strong wind blowing from the opposite side, forcing him to continue moving forward. Then he steadily stepped down from the plate, stopped in place, and his body was still rushing forward. Yu Daiyan's hands were just here, one by one, one by one, and one by one, just blocking Yin Liting's body.

Yin Liting smiled bitterly: "Third brother, third brother, I'm anxious!"

Yu Daiyan smiled and said, "Who will have such a time? What's the use of rushing?"

He comforted Yin Liting, but felt very proud. Now his skills have recovered. Yin Liting was as fast as a galloping horse just now, but he stopped by his hands. The only flaw is that the bones were broken for several years before they recovered. They were still a little dull when they waved. I am afraid that many dexterous moves will not be used in the future. However, if you talk about internal strength, you can definitely be among the top masters and rank first among the seven heroes of Wudang.

In this way, his martial arts skills have not retreated but advanced. In fact, this is all thanks to Zhang Sanfeng's blessing. Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength has been refined for decades to pass on. Can you underestimate it?

Song Yuanqiao also stood up with a smile: "Sixth brother, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

Mo Shenggu burst out laughing: "Brother, don't talk about my sixth brother. I remember when my sister-in-law gave birth to Qingshu's nephew, you were so anxious that you were walking around the Zhenwu Hall!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed. Although Mo Shenggu was generous and straightforward, the rare thing could still ensure a humorous heart.

Zhang Sanfeng also nodded and said, "Wait!"

Having said that, his beard is getting faster and faster. He has been getting older recently and loves his younger generations more. This is also a "fake" that the elderly have.

Gao Qiang was also in the yard, but he was squatting in the corner of the yard, and there was no place for him in the yard.

"Hey, what about you," he rubbed against Song Qingshu, "Did you have a big show back then?"

Song Qingshu smiled flatteringly: "Brother, that's true, you don't know. On the day I was born, the red flag was waving and the pot was hustle and bustle, and the applause was thundering and the sky was falling. The fragrance of auspiciousness came all over the yard..."

"Failed, failed, very failed," Gao Qiang stared at Song Qingshu, shook his head and pretended to be a mature person, "Do you know where you were wrong?"

Song Qingshu shook his head in shock.

"Your words are not exaggerated enough!" Gao Qiang said seriously, "To deal with girls, you have to say this. On the day of my birth, the mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, the sea, the wind and cold, the dead trees bloomed in spring. I was born with jade in my mouth. I didn't cry but laughed when I was born. When the tiger body shook, the king's aura emanated, and the mother who delivered me fell to the ground..."

"What my elder brother teaches is, what my elder brother teaches is." Song Qingshu nodded and said in confusion: "Can this scare girls? What does that have to do with me when the old woman fell to the ground?"

Mingyue on the other side couldn't hold it anymore and chuckled.

Gao Qiang glared: "What's wrong with you? Are we telling lies?"

Mingyue held it in for a long time and her face turned red: "No!"

"Then why are you blushing?" Song Qingshu is a standard follower and knows when to interrupt.

"The stomach hurts." Mingyue said, and to prove it, he farted.

It turned out that after Gao Qiang made a bet with Song Qingshu six months ago, he had a big competition.

After a fight for an hour, I didn't decide the outcome, so I had to give up.

Afterwards, Mingyue asked: "Senior Brother, I think you have several chances to knock him down, why don't you take action?"

Gao Qiang mysteriously smiled and said, "Let's go fishing for small fish for a long line..."

From then on, the two of them played thirty games in the next month, and the time was extended from half an hour to one hour each time. There was no difference in the outcome, but they were familiar with each other.

Because of this, the two men have made great progress in martial arts. When Song Qingshu returned, Song Yuanqiao gave advice, but Gao Qiang was behind Yu Daiyan, so the two men were always at odds with each other.

This lasted for two months, and one day Song Qingshu couldn't help it: "Brother! I'm convinced you, let's not fight!"

It turns out that after Gao Qiang finished his fight, he would tell the jokes and stories of later generations to two people. Over time, Song Qingshu wanted to defeat himself faster every time he fought, because it was difficult to defeat the guy in front of him, but to lose, he only needed to let him go, so that he could hear good stories and legends.

Yes, in that era, there was extremely scarcity of information. Gao Qiang told them about the earth, the five continents and six oceans, and the stories of the extreme Antarctic North. Although Gao Qiang claimed that they were all "compiled" by himself, Mingyue and Song Qingshu also listened with relish.

Then Gao Qiang slowly told them about the matter between men and women. Of course, it was impossible for him to teach them sexual physiology literacy classes. It was not time to say that it would be bad if it was too early.

"Is the sixth teacher's wife beautiful?" Gao Qiangxi asked, his eyes also suitable for the charm of "perverts".

"Beautiful!" Song Qingshu nodded, and then said in frustration: "I'm much more beautiful than my mother."

"Have vision!" Gao Qiang nodded violently and said in his heart: "Your father has a problem with his aesthetic vision. If he doesn't like the fat beauty type of Tang Dynasty, do he want others to be fat if he is fat?"

"Do you know why you married Uncle Yin of Yin Liting?"

"I don't know." The two heads swayed quickly. Although Mingyue was a Taoist boy, he never stopped him every meeting.

"You think, the Sixth Division Uncle has a long hair, white clothes are better than snow, and comes with a sword, stepping on the snow without trace..." Gao Qiang deliberately added a little feeling with a high voice, "Think about it, and the Sixth Division Uncle is a relatively silent and stylish person, which can easily win the hearts of women. This is the case with the soft-hearted and kind woman, such as the Sixth Division Mother."

"Oh, so that's it!" Song Qingshu and Mingyue nodded together, and suddenly realized.

"Everyone has its own differences and their own advantages, Qingshu," Gao Qiang called Song Qingshu's name without hesitation, "It depends on which type you like in the future, and then let it go and chase it."

Speaking of this, Gao Qiang suddenly became serious: "There is a saying you must remember!

There is no fragrant grass everywhere in the world, why should you hang a tree? Do you understand?"

Song Qingshu and Mingyue shook their heads at the same time: "I don't understand!"

"I want to tell you, if you have a girl you like in the future and the other party doesn't like you, then don't force it too much. You can change a girl to chase you. This is not called fickleness, it is called knowing how to make choices! You must remember!"

Gao Qiang was afraid that this sentence would be bad, so he said it was light and that in the future, Song Qingshu saw Zhou Zhiruo chasing him regardless of everything, and said it was heavy and might have done it. Song Qingshu would become Duan Yu, his father Duan Zhengchun was cheap. When he saw one chasing one, he loved one, but he could not bring her happiness, and he was in vain.

Therefore, over the past six months, under the influence of high strength, Song Qingshu and Mingyue finally had a vague view of love.

Now, in Yin Liting's small courtyard, Song Qingshu learned bad things from Gao Qiang, and he was a child with a mouthful. Mingyue maintained a lot of purity. He heard the two of them talking too outrageously and couldn't help laughing. He didn't dare to admit it after laughing, so he had to say that his stomach hurt. Mingyue was not laughing after hearing Gao Qiang's words, but worked hard to fart.

Suddenly, a foul smell filled the yard.

Several heroes were covered in gloomy faces and were about to search for the place where the stinky smell came from.

"Wow!" A loud cry came from the room.

Everyone was ecstatic, Yin Liting's hands were shaking like a storm, and Zhang Sanfeng shook his head like taking drugs, obviously they were extremely happy.

The curtain flipped, and the midwife walked out, "Congratulations to all, you are a daughter!"

Gao Qiang, Song Qingshu, and Mingyue were watching from afar.

Gao Qiang sighed and thought to himself: I feel relieved this time. No matter how handsome Yang Xiao is, he can't come to steal Ji Xiaofu.

Song Qingshu said curiously: "Why do you sigh when someone gives birth to a child?"

Gao Qiang rolled his eyes, pointed his hand at Mingyue, shook his head and sighed: "The sixth teacher's wife gave birth to a little daughter, but she was urged by Mingyue's fart. This child, alas..."

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This chapter is a bit spoof, and such scenes rarely appear in the future. The main reason is that Song Qingshu admires Gao Qiang's passage is difficult to write, so I will write it a little.

From now on, I will try my best to move closer to Mr. Jin, don’t laugh at me for being overestimated. I can only say that I just want to have that kind of heart when I try my best.

The charm of this book is not about spoofing it easily, but about recreating some classic scenes of the original book.

Tell you good news and bad news.

Good news: I finished writing the outline of this book today.

Bad news: According to the outline, Gao Qiang has only two women.

There is another news that I found that when I code, I don’t have to follow the outline, so I am also confused about how many mm the protagonists are.
Chapter completed!