"You bully me, a weak woman, what kind of man do you think you are?"
"You are a thief!"
After a long confrontation, the little thief who claimed to be a weak woman finally gave in, "Can we stop talking about the thief?"
"Okay!" Song Xuan nodded, "Let's talk about the secret book."
"I give!"
The little thief gritted his teeth, "But let's make an agreement first. I'll give you the secret book. Our previous grudges will be wiped out. You are not allowed to call me a thief again!"
"Okay!" Song Xuan's face was finally no longer so cold.
"Also, are you really willing to let me go? If you go back on your promise, wouldn't I be helpless?"
A smile appeared on Song Xuan's lips, "You have no choice. Now you can only believe that I am a trustworthy person."
"Weak woman" the little thief sighed, as if he was resigned to his fate, "That's all, I'm unlucky to meet you, why don't I just write!"
As she spoke, she picked up a branch from the ground and started writing directly on the yellow soil.
After a cup of tea, she stood up, stretched, and pointed to the writing on the ground, "It's written. Remember to erase it after you write it down. Don't leak it to outsiders."
Song Xuan shook his head, "I am a person of integrity and don't like to break my promises, but if someone breaks their promise first, don't blame me for being cruel!"
The little thief looked at him warily after hearing this, "What do you mean?"
"Means nothing!"
Song Xuan pointed to the secret book on the ground and said calmly: "Girls and nobles forget things a lot, maybe they have forgotten some key contents. I'll give you another chance, check it carefully and see where the flaw is!"
The little thief stared at Song Xuan, but seeing that the other party's expression was calm and unwavering, he couldn't understand what was in his mind at all.
At that moment, she was completely convinced, "It seems that you are an old Jianghu, so I am unlucky!"
As she said that, she squatted on the ground, erased part of the content, and added some more, and then she said seriously: "There is really no mistake this time."
Song Xuan looked at the handwriting on the ground and read it several times, then nodded with satisfaction.
Because at this moment, a personal attribute panel appeared in front of him.
In the column of light body exercises, there is an additional light exercise called "Spiral Nine Shadows".
Spiral Nine Shadows: The Qing Gong recorded in the second chapter of the Nine Yin Scriptures. When practiced to the highest depths, nine afterimages can be instantly activated. It is a unique martial arts master-level body technique.
A dirty little thief possesses the world's top light-body techniques. At this moment, Song Xuan has basically determined this guy's identity.
On the coast of the East China Sea, Peach Blossom Island, the daughter of the island owner Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong!
Well, it’s Huang Rong who has the most books among various martial arts time-travel novels.
He stepped out casually, splashing dust on the ground and covering up the secret book written by Huang Rong. Song Xuan waved his hand and said: "The grudge between you and me is clear. I will not mention your stealing in the future. I hope you will too." If you can keep secrets, don’t mention the secret book!”
"I know!"
Huang Rong snorted and seemed a little unwilling. When she saw Song Xuan turning to leave, she immediately shouted: "Hey, you don't want your wallet?"
"You take this money and treat it as if I bought your secret book. We paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. Now the money and goods are cleared, and the grudge is over."
Looking at Song Xuan who was gradually walking away, Huang Rong curled her lips and said, "I bought a unique skill for just a few dozen taels of silver. You have understood this deal!"
After Song Xuan's figure disappeared completely, her body softened and she collapsed directly on the ground, patting her chest in panic.
"What a terrible person, he almost died!"
After a long while, she finally regained her composure, got up and walked in the opposite direction of the Imperial Capital, "This place in the Imperial Capital is too evil, and there are too many masters.
My father once said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the imperial capital, but I still didn’t believe it, but I met such a terrifying guy not long after arriving in the imperial capital. God knows how many old monsters are hidden in the city!
Forget it, I can’t wait in the imperial capital. I’m going to Mingzhou for a walk. I can’t think of Mingzhou as being full of masters, right? "
After muttering, Huang Rong walked into the woods. After a while, Huang Rong rode a small donkey and drove slowly along the official road towards the border of Mingzhou.
"By the way, that guy looks a few years older than me. How can he be so strong?"
"Although this person doesn't have the demeanor of a master and always thinks about other people's secrets when he opens his mouth, he still keeps his promise and his life is saved."
Riding a donkey and holding her chin, Huang Rong thought of Song Xuan's cold and arrogant figure in white, and couldn't help but snorted again.
"This guy is really arrogant. He just let me go and didn't worry about me going back to find someone to take revenge?"
But the next moment, she subconsciously swallowed when she thought of Song Xuan's devastating sword energy.
"Forget it, this man is so impressive at such a young age. He must be a strong man from a big force in the imperial capital. It's better not to provoke enemies for dad."
Subconsciously, she touched Song Xuan's money bag again and comforted herself, "I happen to be short of silver, and that man is short of Qinggong. This is a fair transaction for each of us to get what we need."
"Well, that's right!" Huang Rong nodded heavily, "It's a fair deal for everyone to get what they need!"
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt much more comfortable. Compared to being able to survive after provoking a master, she was already lucky, so what else could she be unhappy about?
You can't just run away from home for a few days, and then go home crying and call daddy to seek justice after suffering some grievances, right?
She, Huang Rong, couldn't afford to lose that person!
...
Song Xuan actually did not go far, but stood at the top of an old tree, watching Huang Rong's leaving figure.
After seeing the other party riding a donkey leisurely towards the border of Mingzhou, he felt a little relieved.
It can be confirmed for the time being that the little thief, well, the daughter of the owner of Peach Blossom Island has no intention of going back to cause trouble for him.
At the moment, he smiled to himself. After staying in this world for a long time, his temperament became a little too cautious.
In fact, given Huang Rong's character, since the two of them had agreed to settle their grudges, it was a clean slate. Although the girl was unruly and quite scheming, she would not go back and sue her parents if she lost a fight outside.
With a casual smile, Song Xuan turned around and left, got into the forest again, and began to try to activate the sword energy.
Soon, the whistling sound of sword energy sounded in the forest, accompanied by the sound of rocks breaking and trees falling heavily to the ground.
It was already past meal time by the time Song Xuan got home.
Mother Song Lin was clearing away the leftovers on the table, and father Song Yuanshan was strolling in the yard to digest food. Song Qian was holding Lin Daiyu's hand, and the two were sitting under the tree, talking and laughing in a low voice.
As for the two nuns brought by Daiyu's little cousin, they were sweeping the floor in the yard with a look of reluctance.
Seeing Song Xuan push open the courtyard door and come in, one of the nuns said in a strange tone: "Although the young master is related to my young lady, after all, there are differences between men and women, so the young master should avoid some taboos.
To prevent rumors from spreading in the future, saying that my young lady does not know etiquette and has a secret meeting with an outsider, how unpleasant it would be if it spread! "
