Chapter 413: Passing on the Art

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Xu San put down his homework and turned to look at Wang Zhenzhen.

Wang Zhenzhen understood immediately, saluted Xu San, and walked out of the study.

On the other side, Dong Jinbao also exited the room and closed the door.

As the door closed, the study became a little darker.

The sudden change of light and shadow caused a sudden chill to come out of Miss Ji's back.

Looking at the bald Xu San again, it seems that the more he looks at him, the less he looks like a good person, especially that bald head, which shines with debauchery no matter how he looks at it.

This man and woman are alone in the same room. He won't have any thoughts about me, right?

What if he really has any thoughts about me?

I can't beat him.

Hey, it’s all my fault for being too beautiful.

Even a man will be tempted...

"Come here!" Xu San's voice pulled Miss Ji out of her wild thoughts.

"Hey, here we come!" Ji Wushuang agreed before coming back to his senses. He followed the voice and looked over, and found that Xu San was holding a writing brush behind the bookcase, as if preparing to write.



When Ji Wushuang approached, Xu Sancai said, "Grind!"

"Grinding?" Miss Ji scratched her head, "I don't know how. How about I ask Uncle Han, the accountant, to come over? He can write well, so he should be good at grinding."

"Forget it." Xu San, who failed to show off, put the brush on the pen holder, and then picked up a dipped pen from the side.

The first level of Qi Lianjue was quickly written by Xu San.

Ji Wushuang stretched her head and read from beginning to end. When Xu San stopped writing, she asked doubtfully: "This seems to be something from China. It should be some kind of scripture, right?"

"That's right, I didn't teach you anything from Japan, did I?" Xu San asked.

Ji Wushuang picked up the Qi training technique on the bookcase and began to carefully

But he couldn't understand it even after reading it twice.

He scratched his head and took a breath, "I can't understand. The more I read, the more sleepy I feel."

"This is called "Qi Lian Jue" and it is a Taoist skill."

"Kung Fu? Didn't you mean the breathing technique?" Ji Wushuang said dissatisfiedly. She felt that she had been deceived.

"This is the first article. It talks about breathing techniques, and also..." Xu San then explained to her the operation method of Qi Jue.

Ji Wushuang was confused and confused as she listened, and the more she listened, the more sleepy she became. Finally, she couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep.

"Pah!" Xu San woke her up with a bang, "You can even fall asleep now, which shows how good you are at school."

Ji Wushuang rubbed his head and said aggrievedly, "You can't speak well and you still rely on me?"

Xu San frowned, thinking that he had made it clear enough, but why did Miss Ji not understand 231· me?

Sighing, Xu San comforted himself that not everyone was as talented as him, so he could only treat stupid students little by little.

And didn’t it take several days for me to find my sense of Qi by chance?

So, Xu San began to help Ji Wushuang find "Qi".

After an afternoon of tossing, Ji Wushuang finally found his sense of energy.

Unfortunately, she could only feel the presence of Qi and could not let it move around her body.

Ji Wushuang, who was exhausted and covered in sweat, drank a large glass of water and asked, "Am I not talented enough to practice this?"

"It's okay. You're not as good as me when it comes to Qi Sense. Teacher, it took me three days to find Qi Sense!" Xu San comforted, but she didn't say that she would be able to move around the sky immediately after finding Qi Sense.

"Haha~ It seems that you, teacher, are not as good as me." Ji Wushuang began to get carried away again.

"Don't be proud. From now on, take an hour to practice every day."

"Yes!" Ji Wushuang agreed, stood up, and rubbed his numb legs, while Xu San assigned homework on the table.

After all the homework was assigned, Xu San said, "I teach Qi Lian Jue so that outsiders cannot know about it. If anyone asks, just say it is a breathing method."

"I know this! By the way, teacher, what is the name of our sect?"

"Hiten Mitsurugi Style!" Xu San replied casually, and once again pulled out the sword's heart to block the gun.

"That's a nice name. How many people are there in our sect?"

Xu San thought about it for a while. He counted himself as one, and the master he made up also counted as one. That was only two people.

The population is so thin!

So Xu San added Su Yuan and the little girl, "Counting you five."

"Five? Then am I considered the founding disciple?" Ji Wushuang asked.

"No, you are a junior sister, and there are two senior sisters above you."

"Why not senior brother?" Ji Wushuang said a little disappointed.

"Hmm...I'm not interested in taking on male apprentices." Xu San said, stroking his chin.

"Tch, you're not lustful! Well... Then how far have my two senior sisters practiced "Qi Lian Jue"?"

"I didn't teach them this."

"Then what did you teach?"

Speaking of this, Xu San thought of the little girl settling accounts, and couldn't help but smile like an old father: "Your senior sister learned mathematics from me, and now you should learn linear equations of one variable."

"What? A linear equation of one variable? How old is my senior sister?" Ji Wushuang said in surprise.

"Seven years old, much smarter than you." Xu San said, casting a disappointed look at Ji Wushuang.

"Shouldn't I be the senior sister?" Ji Wushuang asked doubtfully.

"The one who starts first is the best, and you are the junior sister now." Xu San explained casually. He quite liked the setting of the senior sister being a little loli, and felt that the scene made Ji Wushuang call the little girl senior sister. It’s also quite joyful.

Ji Wushuang sighed helplessly and accepted her fate as a junior sister.

He looked at the sky outside and asked, "Teacher, are you eating here too tonight?"

After listening to Ji Wushuang's words, Xu San also looked at the sky outside and found that it was already dusk.

Seeing the golden light of the sunset pouring into the study through the bright windows, Xu San trembled in his heart and thought, It's over. Now that he's busy, he forgot about Xiaohong again!

If I go back tonight, I will inevitably have to talk a lot.

"Teacher, are you eating here?" Ji Wushuang asked again when Xu San was distracted.

"No, Xiaohong is still waiting at home?"

"Then I'll send someone to pick her up and let's eat together?" Ji Wushuang suggested.

"No, you ask the kitchen to make two dishes, and I'll take them back." Xu San said.

It's great to have a cook at home. At least you don't have to think hard about what to do in the evening, and you don't have to wash the dishes.

It didn't take long for the Ji family's cook to prepare four dishes, two meat and two vegetarian.

Xu San, who was carrying a food box, met Dong Jinbao at the gate who was returning with a newspaper.

"Have you bought the medicinal ingredients I asked you to add?" Xu San asked insinuatingly.

Dong Jinbao blinked and said, "I bought it! I just bought it."

"What medicinal materials?" Ji Wushuang asked curiously.

"Sanleng!" Xu San made up a random name for the medicine and played around with it.