"Alas, the young lady is indeed a wise girl. Zixing didn't want to talk about it, but unexpectedly she still couldn't hide it from the young lady." Zhang Zixing did not hide his annoyance and sighed, "I have been in bad luck recently and have been quite unlucky. Although I
I tried my best, but suffered repeated setbacks, and I felt extremely depressed.”
"The journey of learning is full of difficulties, just like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Only when you know the difficulties and move forward bravely can you overcome the thorns and achieve something. These are the words that Mr. Qing'er gave to Qing'er, and Qing'er has always kept them in mind.
Qing'er's voice was very gentle: "Although Sir, you are facing setbacks now, you must not lose your fighting spirit and become decadent. You are a wise and courageous man. Qing'er doesn't need to say anything, just wait and see."
When Zhang Zixing heard that Qing'er actually used his own words to encourage him and spoke sincerely, he felt warm in his heart and nodded. The two then chatted. Qing'er was very considerate and not as non-stop as before.
Instead of asking questions, he played the role of a listener. He occasionally interrupted to cooperate with his words, which made Zhang Zixing secretly praise him. With Qing'er's intelligence, even in the 24th century, he is definitely a talent and fully capable of doing the job.
Scholars, psychologists, teachers and other professions.
The two chatted for a long time, and Zhang Zixing even told the story of the failure of his "magic weapon" test. He felt much brighter and no longer as depressed as when he first came to the thatched cottage. He sighed: "There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors in the world."
Being able to meet Qing'er is the greatest blessing I, Zi Xing, have ever had since I came to this world."
When Qing'er heard this, a shy look flashed in her eyes, and she softly replied: "Qing'er is very lucky to be able to be taken as a confidant by my husband."
Suddenly, a shout destroyed the delicate atmosphere between the two: "What a wicked thief! So you are here!"
I saw a pretty figure rushing over quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Zhang Zixing, and clasped his shoulder. It is said that a scholar encounters a soldier, but it is not clear. If Zhang Zixing is just a "scholar" who has no power to tie a chicken,
"No matter how knowledgeable and talented he is, he will suffer a big loss now. Fortunately, he is not.
The attacking woman grabbed the "evil thief" by the shoulders, and was about to use her strength to make him suffer. Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and she was already caught by the other party. Before she could be surprised, an incredible force came out
It came from the wrist and twisted her entire arm behind her back. The woman's reaction was also very fast. She bent her other arm, raised her elbow and hit her backwards. Unexpectedly, the other party moved faster and used some weird technique.
He actually entangled her arm and left leg together, making her whole body unable to move. At the same time, a hateful voice came from her ears: "Miss, you and I only met once. The misunderstanding has been resolved long ago, and there is no deep hatred. Why did you become so angry as soon as we came up?"
Is this such a heavy move?"
The girl who took action was the beautiful girl in green clothes who used the colorful crystal to injure Jiang Wenhuan. She didn't expect that this "disciple" without a bodyguard by his side would be so powerful. In the blink of an eye, he would
He subdued himself and said angrily: "Damn little thief! How dare you be such a rogue! Let me go!"
What made the girl angry was that this hateful little thief seemed unwilling to give up this charming posture. The strong masculine aura and the strange itchiness of the earlobes made her feel a surge of pleasure deep in her heart, having never had "close contact" with a man.
A special feeling of panic.
Qing'er saw the girl's pleading look towards her and quickly said: "Mr. Zixing, this sister of mine is too impatient and offended. Please let her go for Qing'er's sake."
"This girl is wild! If I let her go, she will definitely take revenge. The hidden weapon that injured my general last time was very powerful. I'm afraid of being poisoned by her." On the one hand, Zhang Zixing was really interested in the girl's five-light spar.
On the other hand, Deng Chanyu was the "rescue" he had admired for a long time. Although she was still a young girl, it was a rare opportunity for her to have such close contact. The fragrance of her virginity made him reluctant to let go.
"Qing'er guarantees that my sister will not do anything to my husband again. Please rest assured, sir."
When Zhang Zixing heard what Qing'er said, he had no choice but to let go. He knew that the girl was powerful with hidden weapons, so after letting go, he stared at her hand vigilantly to prevent her from making a sudden attack.
Sure enough, the girl was about to take action as soon as she broke free from the restraints. Qing'er hurried over to persuade her, and after pulling her aside to talk, the girl finally gave up her plan of revenge, but the hatred in her eyes could still reflect the hatred in her heart.
Zhang Zixing stepped forward and gave a salute quite wisely, and said: "What happened just now happened suddenly. I know that the young lady's hidden weapon skills are too good, so I had to take this step to entangle the young lady. Please forgive me for any offence."
The girl snorted with a sullen look on her face and turned away, ignoring his apology. Qing'er looked at the embarrassed Zhang Zixing and laughed out loud.
Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, Qing'er came to the rescue and said: "Sister, don't blame Mr. Zixing for being a rogue. Just now you rushed into the thatched cottage and attacked indiscriminately. If it weren't for Mr.'s strong martial arts skills, you would have been injured. According to my sister, this
How about letting the matter end?"
"Since my sister is interceding on behalf of this little thief, I won't do anything anymore. Don't blame me for being reckless, because this little thief is really hateful!" The girl seemed to listen to Qing'er's words, and gave Zhang Zixing a cold look and said:
"Last time, he instigated the evil slaves to oppress the good people. This time, he even resorted to some deception. After telling his sister that the little sister was some kind of old friend of his, he clearly had evil intentions! The little sister was so angry that she wanted to teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, she suddenly
I was careless and was captured by a little thief..."
Only then did Zhang Zixing understand why the girl attacked him as soon as he came in. It seemed that the first impression he left on the girl in the bookstore last time was too bad. This time when he heard what Qing'er said about his old friend, he thought he had bad intentions.
"Miss, your surname is Deng?" Zhang Zixing suddenly asked: "Is there a word 'yu' in your name?"
The girl was really surprised and blurted out: "How do you know?"
Zhang Zixing smiled slightly: It was indeed Deng Chanyu! This girl's thoughts were far worse than Qing'er's, and she admitted it without even thinking. He was originally thinking about making up a story about the parents getting married at an early age, but
Then I thought, Deng Jiugong is still alive now, so instead of making up lies that may betray him at any time, he might as well find another way to increase Deng Chanyu's favor for him.
Zhang Zixing thought in his mind, and immediately made up his mind, saluted the two women, and said: "I will first accuse Miss Deng and Miss Qing'er. In fact, I did hide something. Last time about the bookstore, I told them
I admire the young lady's talent and martial arts very much, so I used innate calculations to figure out that Miss Deng's name is not close to that of your father..."
Deng Chanyu showed an expression of "I knew you were a liar". Qing'er frowned slightly and said: "The art of innate gossip calculation? I heard that this art is extremely sophisticated and can deduce the past and future. As far as Qing'er knows, except
Of those otherworldly immortals, only Xibohou Jichang in the world is proficient in this technique, but unexpectedly, sir, he actually knows it. Is he from the Ji family lineage?"
Zhang Zixing shook his head and said: "The difference between what Miss Qing'er said is that I am not of the lineage of Xibohou, and my innate calculations are also different from Ji Chang's Bagua deduction. Moreover, the heavenly secrets have been chaotic recently, and the deduction has become more and more difficult. I tried my best, but I can only calculate Deng.
There are only two characters in Miss Deng's name, so we can't get the full picture. If I'm right, Miss Deng's father's name is also three characters."
These words are half true and half false, and the secrets are confusing. It is difficult to speculate that he overheard the conversation between Deng Hua and Wu Ping on the Dongyi battlefield last time. As for the "inference" of the names of Deng Chanyu and Deng Jiugong, it is naturally nonsense. How can he have any innate talent?
Extrapolation?
Deng Chanyu actually nodded and said: "I once heard Master talk about the reversal of heaven's secrets. I didn't expect you, a cunning little thief, to be able to deduce part of my and my father's names, but you are quite capable."
Qing'er smiled and said: "Sister, this innate calculation is very labor-intensive, but Mr. Zixing is willing to use it just to know your name. It seems that he pays great attention to you."
Deng Chanyu said disdainfully: "I'm afraid this little thief has a grudge and wants to take revenge on me. Little thief, if you have the ability, tell me the name of my sister!"
"Miss Qing'er's name also has three characters, with 'Qing' in the center, and your father's name has only two characters. I wonder if I'm right?" Zhang Zixing is not a fool. Judging from Qing'er's IQ and Fei Zhong's back then,
Judging from the "beauty information" provided, she is most likely the female Zhuge who has "husband ambitions". This answer is just to confirm the suspicion in my heart.
"Little thief, it's up to you! But I think you really care about your sister. Otherwise, why would you come to the thatched cottage again and again? You clearly have ulterior motives! Sister, be careful not to be deceived by this little thief's sweet words."
Having said this, Deng Chanyu glanced at Zhang Zixing with a cold snort, but the original anger in her eyes was gone. Zhang Zixing finally confirmed Qing'er's identity, and was secretly happy in her heart without arguing.
Qing'er's face behind the veil seemed to be red, and she hurriedly explained: "Sister, I was joking. I just had a misunderstanding with my husband before. I didn't know that Mr. Zixing is a genius of the world. He is knowledgeable and knows everything. He is my sister's mentor.
How can we deceive each other?"
In the past few days, Deng Chanyu heard Qing'er talk about his countless abilities, and recalled that Zhang Zixing easily answered Qing'er's problems at that time. She knew that this damn guy did have real talent, so she didn't argue too much in this regard, and said: "
So what if the little thief is a little clever? My sister is giving lectures and teaching skills to the common people. Maybe I have seen him contribute a little bit?"
Qing'er was about to defend him when he suddenly heard Zhang Zixing say: "Miss Yu is right. Recently, Zixing has also been thinking hard about how to help Miss Qing'er. Fortunately, she got something and was about to tell him. Unexpectedly, Miss Yu came out halfway.
It almost killed me, haha!"
"Little thief, my name is Deng Chanyu. She is not Miss Jade." Deng Chanyu glanced at Qing'er deliberately, "Don't compare me with your 'Miss Qing'er'. Sister Qing'er and I have been together since childhood.
We are acquaintances. Although we are not blood relatives, our relationship is better than that of biological sisters. If you let me know you..."
"Chanyu!" Qing'er was afraid that she would say something embarrassing again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Sir, do you have any clever ideas to help Qing'er teach? Please give me some advice!"
Speaking of this, Zhang Zixing became energetic. This was originally one of the reasons why he came to Qing'er today. He took out something and put it on the table: "You two ladies, please take a look at this thing."
The two women stepped forward and saw that this thing was made of wood. There was a rectangular frame on the outside. The frame was supported by nine small logs inside. Each log was covered with neat hollow beads. These beads
It is divided into upper and lower floors by a beam, with two on the upper floor and five on the lower floor.
"What is this? A magic weapon? Why can't I feel a trace of power?" Deng Chanyu is indeed a combat major. When faced with this strange thing that she has never seen before, her first reaction is "magic weapon."