"Oh, these two are finally back, thank God!" She You, who was nearly sixty years old, was extremely embarrassed and hurriedly came down from the meeting building.
"Senior, please stop scolding. The person you are looking for has returned and is right behind you. Go quickly!" She Youwan looked aggrieved.
"Boy She, let me tell you, don't ever try to lie to me again, old man. Don't think that I don't dare to spank you now that you are so old. Believe it or not, I will still spank you!" Yang Qing's face was filled with anger. It seemed that he still had
He was still worried about the pill that She Youwan gave him.
Zhou Zhu and his wife, who were praying, heard that Yang Qing actually said that he wanted to spank She Youwan, and they were stunned. Suddenly, crows were flying all over the sky.
Spanking? The combined age of the two of them is at least over a hundred years old. If they really get spanked, what kind of scene will it be like?
They couldn't even imagine that such a scene would be very erotic, and they both shuddered in unison.
She Youwan looked at Zhou Zhu and the others with sad eyes, and the meaning was self-evident.
Through Yin Tai's explanation, he learned that the person being scolded was the mayor She Youwan, and since this was his first time meeting the mayor, he naturally did not dare to neglect him.
"Grandpa Yang, I'm back!" Zhou Zhu shouted loudly: "Hey, what are you doing?"
Zhou Zhu pretended to be puzzled and patted Yang Qing on the shoulder.
"You're lying to me again, this move is useless to me!" Yang Qing dodged slightly, as if he was boneless, and then grabbed Zhou Zhu's hand with one hand.
Zhou Zhu secretly thought that it was not good, but these days of practice were not in vain. His reaction and judgment had improved significantly. When Yang Qing grabbed his hand, Zhou Zhu quickly let go and retreated quickly.
But it was too late, Yang Qing's hand was too fast, and it was on Zhou Zhu's hand. Zhou Zhu wanted to break away, but Yang Qing's hand was like an iron pliers, tightly grabbing Zhou Zhu's hand.
Can't break free.
Zhou Zhu was stunned: "How can Grandpa Yang be so powerful? My combat power index has reached 8, and I still feel such pain. Could it be that Grandpa Yang is a master, but he clearly has no combat power index."
While Zhou Zhu was stunned, Yang Qing made an arc with his other hand, then held Zhou Zhu's waist, threw him over his shoulder, and directly threw Zhou Zhu out.
During this moment, Zhou Zhu didn't even have a chance to fight back. It was as if he was being held captive by something. It was a weird feeling that made him confused.
She Youwan and Yin Tai's eyes shone at the same time, and they said in unison: "It's this kind of power again!"
After Yang Qing threw Zhou Zhu out, he pulled his hair, revealing his dirty face, and said with his nostrils pointing to the sky: "Boy She, how dare you plot against me? Did you see this? This is what will happen."
"Grandpa Yang, what did you say?" Zhou Zhu got up.
"Um? Is it my misunderstanding? This bastard Zhou Zhu is really back?" Yang Qing looked around and finally saw that the person covered in mud was Zhou Zhu who had been thrown down by him. He said a little embarrassedly: "Oh!
, It’s really you, kid. Why didn’t you say anything when you came out? I thought it was Mr. She who sent someone to plot against me.”
Zhou Zhu was speechless and muttered: "Didn't I call you just now? You thought it was an illusion, okay?"
"Grandpa Yang, what happened just now? I couldn't escape your grasp no matter what?" Zhou Zhu asked curiously: "Are you really some kind of unparalleled powerhouse?"
Zhou Zhu thought of concentrated sulfuric acid, and his mind immediately became active: "By the way, Grandpa Yang, you must be a pharmacist, but a very strong pharmacist. I couldn't escape just now, it must be the function of your spiritual power."
Zhou Zhu is very confident that Yang Qing can prepare medicine and make unique concentrated sulfuric acid, and he uses his spiritual power to control himself, which shows that Yang Qing is a senior pharmacist, and Yang Qing has no combat power index, let alone a fortune teller
, if you want to control Zhou Zhu, you can only have strong mental power. Zhou Zhu is more and more sure of his judgment.
When the pharmacist was mentioned again, Yang Qing had a bad look on his face: "I tell you, I'm not a pharmacist. If you have to tell me a few times, do you still want to feel like that night again?"
Zhou Zhu said aggrievedly: "But, if you are not a pharmacist, why can you prepare a unique medicine and just use your spiritual power to control me so that I can't avoid your attack?"
"I can prepare unique medicines, does it mean I must be a pharmacist? You said that I used my spiritual power to control you just now, which is even more nonsense. It is obviously you who are weak and full of loopholes. I just held your hand gently.
, I just threw you over, when did I control you?" Yang Qing said angrily.
"Really? But you just clearly..." Before Zhou Zhu could say anything, She Youwan's voice rang out: "Senior, I can bring him to you. Now, you can do whatever you want with him.
Go, don't make trouble here, I am also the leader of a town, you have to save some face for me."
"Senior? Is Grandpa Yang really some kind of master?" Zhou Zhu looked left and right and didn't think he looked like him. On the contrary, the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a pharmacist.
"Boy She, I will let you go this time. If there is a next time, see if I don't demolish your building and make it look like my shabby house, huh." Yang Qing gave She Youwan a hard look and pulled.
Holding Zhou Zhu's hand, he disappeared from the spot.
After they left, Yin Tai stepped forward and said solemnly: "Mayor, the power just now appeared again."
"Yes." The mayor's expression was serious: "I don't know who the Holy Spirit is, and why he came to such a remote place in Dashan Town."
"Senior doesn't seem to know anything." Yin Tai said: "This series of moves is more like instinct."
They also asked Yang Qing, but he didn't know anything, but every time someone threatened him, he would reveal that strange power.
She Youwan suffered this once, and at that time, he had no chance to fight back. Since then, Yang Qing has become very mysterious in his eyes, and he respects him as his senior.
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"Oh, why are you so stupid? I've told you eight hundred times. I'm not a pharmacist, and I'm not a peerless person. Can we stop being serious about this!"
Regarding Zhou Zhu, Yang Qing has long since lost any temper. He has too many problems, like a crow, which is annoying to the core.
"Grandpa Yang, what is March 8?" Zhou Zhu asked curiously.
Yang Qing glared angrily: "I asked you whether you are stupid because of your cultivation. There are so many problems. If you say it again, I will let you taste the taste of hell. If I am like you guessed, why do I still live in seclusion?
In this corner, staying in such a shabby place, I should have gone to the wider world outside, and my reputation has already spread to the Tianzhu Continent!"
Yang Qing was extremely angry and pushed open the broken door. With a bang, he stepped through the door and entered.
Realizing that Yang Qing seemed really angry, Zhou Zhu also restrained himself and stopped talking.
After a while, Yang Qing took out a book thicker than "Thirty-Six Strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War" from the room and threw it to Zhou Zhu.
Zhou Zhu was confused, so he took the book and read it: "Translation of "The Thirty-six Strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War"."
"That's right, it's the translation. The other day I heard you talk about translating the Art of War into a language you can understand. I suddenly realized that the real reason why you can't see the Art of War is because you can't understand the words." Yang Qing
He said proudly: "So after several days and nights of translation, I finally translated this great military book into a language you can understand."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhu opened the book and took a look. Indeed, the original content of "Thirty-Six Strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War" was broken down sentence by sentence by Yang Qing, and then translated and annotated under each sentence.
"Boy, you are the person chosen by the Art of War. I believe that you will have a vague connection with it. This will be of great help to you in understanding the Art of War. Now you can find the sentence I asked you to understand at that time.
"Yang Qing's voice sounded.
Zhou Zhu followed his instructions and quickly flipped through the pages. Soon, he found that sentence.
"Soldiers use deceitful methods...to attack the unprepared and take them by surprise."
Zhou Zhu followed the translation below: "To fight with troops is to be deceitful... If the opponent is greedy for profit, use benefits to seduce him; if the opponent is confused, take advantage of the opportunity to attack him... Attack the place where the opponent is not prepared, and launch an attack at an opportunity that the opponent does not expect.
"
"Boy, what do you think?" Yang Qing looked at Zhou Zhu proudly.
"Using troops to fight is deception and conspiracy." Zhou Zhu thought: "To sow discord and distract their emotions; when the enemy is tired, attack them..."
Suddenly, Zhou Zhu raised his head: "Grandpa Yang, it turns out that this is the art of war. I think it's so sinister and not fair at all. We are soldiers and we have to fight with blood. If we use cunning and deceit to win, we won't win at all."
Disgraceful."
"You know what the heck, is it more important to subjugate the country or to be upright? Is it more important that your relatives and friends are trampled under the iron hoof of the enemy, or is it more important for your honor?"
Yang Qing said angrily: "The art of war is not a crooked way, it is a necessary means of war. Boy, let me tell you, do you think your battle is a real meeting on the battlefield, without any organization and chaos? Bah, you are fighting.
Sometimes, you will obviously use strategies and various means, but you are not aware of it or unwilling to admit it. You are afraid of it, afraid that it will threaten your dignity, so you abandon it, but you use it invisibly."
Yang Qing shouted: "This "Thirty-Six Strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War" is a military book that compiles the combat methods that you are unwilling to admit or are not aware of. It is great, it is bright, and it is full of glory.
!”
Seeing that Zhou Zhu did not resonate, Yang Qing was also bored: "You have never been on the battlefield. You don't know what war is about. I can't explain it clearly to you. You will understand this in the future."
"But you still have to learn the art of war from me. Whether you use it or not in the future, it all depends on your heart." Yang Qing said in a low voice: "Remember one sentence: war is cruel. On the battlefield, no matter what method you use, it will all depend on you."
It is bright. When a soldier dies on the battlefield, it is all glorious. The result of all wars is only victory."