Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

Life in March is full and comfortable.

The old Chi family was always busy up and down the mountain, but Chi Qiaosong was not busy—he wanted to help, but was always rejected by his elders and let him do his own business.

The core of his own business is practicing boxing and practicing "Hercules Fist".

Unlike Xu Jingyang, who was dying to receive a gift, Song Xiangyu, after receiving a piece of Jin Shengxiang and two bottles of Wu Menglong, readily instructed Chi Qiaosong to practice martial arts—even if he didn't give a gift, Song Xiangyu would not refuse to give advice.

To get the hang of it as soon as possible.

Chi Qiaosong would take an axe and wander around several nearby hills to hunt while practicing boxing. By the way, observe the shapes of the animals in the mountains to provide theoretical support for "Hercules Fist".

The axe is almost fully grown into a big dog, with a tabby-colored fur, majestic.

After several months of training, it has completely obeyed orders, so there is no need for a leash to enter the mountains. The next training subject is to train the axe how to cooperate with hunting.

Occasionally.

Xiaoqing will also follow Chiqiaosong into the mountain to see the scenery in the mountains.

Chi Qiaosong is now completely sure that the big water cockroach that transcended the calamity was not a water snake at all, it just happened to transcend the calamity in Laowaba.

The little green it was born did not like water at all, and only liked to crawl on the ground.

certainly.

I prefer it to be placed on the shoulders of Ikehashimatsu.

Although it is only a juvenile Jiaojiao, which is less than two months old, but as an auspicious beast, its combat power is quite sturdy, ordinary deer and badger, as long as it is staring at it, it is difficult to escape.

"Wang Wang!"

Axe spotted something in the bushes ahead.

Xiaoqing shot directly from Chi Qiaosong's shoulder, and after landing, he quickly swam towards the bushes.

At this time, the little beast hiding in the bushes, seeing that the situation is not good, rushed out and ran away. Judging from its silhouette, it looks like a muntjac.

However, Xiaoqing was like a cyan rubber band on the ground, and it bounced off with a slap, turning into a sharp arrow and shooting at Jizi.

bite.

wrap around.

strangle.

All in one go.

Jizi fell to the ground and couldn't move because of Xiaoqing's sturdy body, screaming "one yo, one yo". Then Xiaoqing got tighter and tighter, until he strangled Jizi to death.

Only then did he let go of his body, looked back at Chi Qiaosong, who was walking slowly, and let out a proud cry: "Moo!"

"Good job."

Chiqiaosong is generous with praise.

Xiaoqing lowered her head and opened her mouth, looking for a place to put her mouth down.

However, after trying to swallow, apart from swallowing the head of Suzi, the back of the body really couldn't be swallowed, so he could only spit out Suzi's head.

Looking at Chiqiaosong pitifully.

"Don't eat Jizi, wait until you get home to eat chicks." Chi Qiaosong took out the rope, tied Jizi, and hung it on the wooden stick on his shoulder.

"Moo!"

Xiaoqing expressed his dissatisfaction, but still jumped on Chi Qiaosong's shoulder and slid.

It is now more than two meters long, and its weight is not light. Of course, for warriors in the warrior realm, this weight is insignificant.

Walk all the way to the five ridges.

Standing on the top of Wudaokan, and looking into the depths of the Qianli Cuilong Mausoleum, Chi Qiaosong couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how the ghost fight is going."

More than a month has passed.

The news of Peng Li's arrest of the four ghosts was all over the place, but all of them were gossip, and none of them broke in the newspapers.

The wanted notices on the streets and alleys are still there, and the ghost fight will be mentioned from time to time on the radio, but the popularity of this matter will eventually drop little by little.

The temperature is gradually rising, and the mountain people have begun to enter the mountain one after another.

This is also the reason why Chi Qiaosong began to resume hunting. He couldn't stop stepping into the Thousand Mile Cuilong Mausoleum because of the fear of encountering the four ghosts of Peng Li.

Seeing that it is getting dark.

He whistled: "Go home."

Hearing the whistle, walking around, and occasionally urinating on the axe, quickly followed.

One person, one Jiao and one dog, returning to a hurdle together.

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At the end of March, the local New Right Society organized a team building.

As a preparatory member, Chi Qiaosong was also invited to participate in the team building activities, but this time the team building was rather boring and he went to the Dawning Cinema to watch mission films.

The content of the mission film is nothing more than "loyalty and patriotism".

This gentleman refers to Zhu Dashuai.

After watching the film, I went to Jingshan Hotel for dinner.

"You prepare members, after watching this film, remember to hand in an 800-character review within a week, and hand it over to the branch of your unit."

The head of the regiment told Chi Qiaosong and other reserve members in private.

As soon as the person in charge left, a young preparatory member asked around in a low voice, "Which of you can write a review, can you borrow me to copy it?"

Another preparatory member kept complaining: "Who can write this, I haven't finished elementary school!"

There is no conflict between martial arts and cultural classes, but many martial artists hold their own strength and despise cultural classes.

From a purely educational point of view, Chi Qiaosong is also such a martial artist.

He only graduated from junior high school.

but.

As a traverser, Chi Qiaosong had a bachelor's degree in his last life, and his education level far surpassed that of most martial artists.

"Han Siping, you are a college student, right? Help me write a copy, and I will introduce you to a few beautiful little junior sisters. There are many female students in my martial arts hall."

The preparatory member who spoke was named Zhu Wei, and there was a Zhenhong Martial Arts Hall at home.

It is said that his family is also close to Marshal Zhu.

The gentle-faced Han Siping smiled and shook his head: "It's best not to ghostwrite this kind of afterthought, it will affect the preparation for regularization, you should write it yourself."

When Zhu Wei heard this, he felt a little embarrassed and scolded, "Stinky Old Nine!"

Han Siping put away his smile~www.wuxiahere.com~ turned around and ignored Zhu Wei.

Chi Qiaosong sat in the corner, holding a glass of water to raise his spirits. He did not participate in the communication of such large and small groups, and always felt that he was out of tune with this kind of scene.

Suddenly, a question came from my ear: "Have you attended junior high school?"

Turning his head, he saw Jingyong, the young owner of Jingshan Hotel, a preparatory member a few months younger than himself. He replied, "It's been a year."

"Then you mustn't be able to write the afterthought."

"Er..." Chi Qiaosong touched his chin, feeling that he was being ridiculed, but it didn't seem quite like it.

At this time, Jing Yong continued: "My dad's secretary, with a master's degree in literature from Hongda University, I asked him to write an essay for me, and it happened to help you write an essay, would you like it?"

Now sure.

The other party really didn't mean to be sarcastic.

Chi Qiaosong asked curiously, "Why do you want to help me?"

"I'm about two years old, so I'll definitely be able to play together. Maybe the New Right will be our caller in the future." Jing Yong said seriously, with a very confident tone.

A little bit inexplicably infected by the other party's emotions.

Chi Qiaosong nodded slightly: "Okay, write a copy for me."

"Well, I'll write it later, and I'll send it to the lecture hall. By the way, are you still working as an assistant in the lecture hall? My dad has asked someone to find a way for me. I plan to go to the municipal martial arts hall for further studies."

"Let's go to the Municipal National Art Museum in the Luxe Realm?"

What realm corresponds to what martial arts, if the realm is not enough, the corresponding power cannot be grasped.

So instead of going to the municipal martial arts hall, you can immediately practice high-level martial arts, and then fly into the sky to become a master of the three realms.

Jing Yong nodded and said, "Yes, I can meet the master over there. If I am valued and accepted by the masters of the master state, I can walk sideways in the Xinyouhui."