The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 55 55. Foresight

The bright moon is in the sky.

During the day, the white lines cast by the scorching sun became lighter, as if they were strands of ink diluted with water flowing in the sky.

Blind Song glanced at the sky and entered the eldest lady's room.

After having three women, Song Cheng basically stayed with the young lady every month on single occasions, and went to look for Miss An and Ying'er on double occasions. As for whether it was Miss An or Ying'er, he followed the arrangements of the eldest daughter.

As for whether three or two women will join forces to fight him, it is not up to him to decide, and it has not happened yet.

When you come to the eldest lady, if the eldest lady is too tired, then Ying'er will do it. Otherwise, the eldest lady will do it herself.

That's it tonight.

In the room, the eldest lady is extremely beautiful.

Song Cheng approaches.

a moment

People are entangled.

Turn the mattress over.

The cold and beautiful body, like a sculpture of frost, snow and ice, is like a delicate work of art, mixed with mundane desires, which makes people's hearts move.

Although Tong Niangzi is a tiger, she doesn't like novelty and always likes the same attack method.

Although the eldest lady is cold, she can come up with many tricks.

After a long time, the war slowly came to an end.

The tired man was left to look up to the sky, looking at the white gauze dome that looked like waves in the dim light of red candles.

"Are you feeling comfortable? Xiao Song?"

In the darkness, there was An Chenyu's cold voice.

Song Chengdao: "Sister An, what about you?"

The eldest lady didn't reply, but the young man felt a slight movement on his arm, which was the eldest lady's chin on his arm.

This is a nod.

The small movement made the young man feel happy in his heart.

There is nothing better than the fireworks in the world, the joy of two people.

This convinced the young man that what he wanted for eternity was the little things in life. It not only asks about the soul, but also seeks food and sex, but it is by no means a vague and unheard-of avenue.

Together with Tong Niangzi, the two would talk about food, clothing, housing, transportation, parents, and sometimes flirting.

As for Miss An, Song Cheng felt that he could talk about the future and plans.

Because the eldest lady can see far, her chest is deep and her heart is vast.

There is never any flirting with her, she will reason with you coldly.

Perhaps she is not sure whether a woman like her is feminine, so she asks "Are you comfortable" after each session?

Compared with uncertain feelings, she believes in black and white words and what the other person says personally.

Therefore, Song Cheng added: "Me too, very comfortable."

"As long as it's comfortable."

Miss An responded lightly, and then took a deep breath.

This is a small detail of her transition, and Song Cheng is already familiar with it.

Sure enough, An Chenyu immediately said, "Xiao Song, have you figured it out?"

Song Cheng actually answered: "Sister An is right, we should take precautions about the canal. If Yun'e is not swallowed up, then we won't say whether we take the last step or not."

Miss An nodded and said: "The Wang family brothers are loyal to my An family, and Gao Lin's family is settled in my An family, so they are fine. Now you are willing to teach them kung fu and help them become stronger. This is the best thing. ”

Song Chengdao: "'Jue Jin'."

Miss An said: "What's mine is yours, you can do whatever you want with it.

As for the family history of the An family, I no longer need to care about these four words.

What I, An Chenyu, want is not to keep a little secret secret, I want to change the status of the entire An family. "

She rested her head on the boy's arm and continued, "The scale and duration of this ghost wave are unprecedented. Xiao Song, I think the sky is about to change.

When people are wary of danger in times of peace, people's minds will change, and if they change, there will be turmoil. "

Song Chengdao: "People, especially women, and food. These two will become extremely important."

An Chenyu said: "Beasts and monsters are also popular. I have read some ancient books and asked some gentlemen for advice. The conclusion I got is that there have been beasts that stayed together in groups throughout the ages, and people who stayed in groups survived the ghost tide. record of."

Song Chengdao: "Then, taming animals is more suitable for this era than farming. Fields can't run, but wild beasts and magical beasts can."

Miss An said: "My An family is mainly engaged in making food. I rely on warehouses in various places to hoard it and then resell it.

But I’ve been thinking recently that maybe I need to make a change in Anjia.

Ranch, horse farm, and then turn south. "

She pondered for a moment and continued: "I always like to consider the worst case scenario. If the scale of this ghost wave is not only at the state level, but also spreads to the north, then complete chaos may be coming."

Immediately, she uttered four words one by one: "The northern barbarians are going south."

After saying that, she thought for a while and continued: "So, when this ghost wave passes, I plan to exchange fields, grain, and warehouses for horses, cattle, sheep, and even tamed monsters, and then go south.

At the same time, I will find a way to insert the Wang brothers and Gao Lin into the canal project and donate some work such as supervision.

But you will still encounter many problems.

One, it’s within the family.

My father is a playboy. Like my brother, neither of them wants to take care of their family business. They are both prodigal playboys.

My dad is okay and only knows how to spend some money. He knows that I am useful, so he wants to give me the family business and make money for him to spend.

But my brother, hey, he even went so far as to collude with bandits in order to transfer the family property for his own expenses.

Second, it is buying and selling.

Sell ​​Anjia's property and exchange it for cattle, horses, etc.

For this purchase, I already have several candidates in mind. I plan to acquire their industries, and then reorganize them into my An family industry, and then go all the way south.

I have already asked people to develop the places in the south, and the local relationships should be managed.

But time is in a hurry, and the depth of management may not be enough.

These are all problems. "

Miss An lay in the man's arms, seemingly talking to herself, or sharing information with this ally, or reorganizing her thoughts again by talking to find out the gaps.

But from beginning to end, she did not ask Song Cheng to do anything.

Because when the two of them showed their cards before marriage, Song Cheng's obligations had been set: to protect her, sit in the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, and help her avoid the trouble of getting married.

Of course, the third item no longer counted.

Miss An muttered about her arrangements, asking and answering herself.

Song Cheng just listened silently She looked at him, sometimes squinting her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, Miss An suddenly stopped talking.

Song Cheng looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, with her white lines, soft touch, and fragrant body, and she was actually asleep.

He smiled slightly, pulled the quilt, and wrapped them tightly. In his mind, he had already started to think about which martial arts school in Nancheng District might provide him with supplementary skills.

The next day, early.

Before breakfast.

Tong Jia and Ying'er practiced swords.

After breakfast, at about one o'clock in the afternoon, the two women went out together to the wounded in the city. Went to Zhongdi.

The Wang brothers and Gao Lin came as promised.

These three are masters who have mastered the "Fu Liu Jin". It is also convenient for Song Cheng to teach. The "Fu Liu" is followed by the "White Snake" and the "Goshawk".

After teaching for an hour, the three people who were a little nervous and didn't know whether Song Cheng would teach them the real thing were overjoyed and grateful. Although they didn't become disciples, they performed the disciple ceremony and left respectfully.

The favorability of the three people also increased from 90 to 95.

At this level, according to Song Cheng's experience, it is basically It has reached a fairly stable level.

After doing this, Song Cheng called Ling'er.

He can speak, but he doesn't recognize many words.

Although Tong Niangzi is much better than him and can recognize words, she can't write many words.

Ying'er is similar to Tong Niangzi.

In this backyard, the only one who can "read and write" is Ling'er, except for the eldest lady.

Ling'er's favorability towards him has quietly changed from 95 to 99. It seems that his strength makes Ling'er, who lacks a sense of security, more loyal.

"Help me write a martial arts method. I read it and you write it." Song Cheng said.

Ling'er responded obediently, then ground the ink and picked up the pen.

Song Cheng leaned back slightly and said, "The name of the martial arts method is "Black Turtle Power"."

Ling'er: ? ? ?

Song Cheng said: "Write it."

Ling'er was stunned and said, "Son-in-law, you... you know the fourth kind of power?"

Song Cheng said: "It's not that I know it, I know it a little bit. "

Ling'er nodded and buried her head.

Song Cheng said, and she wrote.

Time passed in bits and pieces.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling'er waved her sore wrist and stopped moving.

Song Cheng proofread with her several times and confirmed that the pit he secretly placed in "Black Turtle Power" was quite hidden, then he counted the pages.

Five pages.

There are few words and no pictures, so naturally there are few pages.

"Black Turtle Power" is hard power, which is "from the inside out, bulging on the surface of the body, and has some overlap with the function of Gangqi". To put it bluntly, Song Cheng has stacked "two layers of armor" for himself.

One layer of Qi.

One layer of power.

And because this Black Turtle Power was created by him, it is not easy to bury a hidden pit, but it is still feasible.

"Thank you, Ling'er. "

After saying that, Song Cheng took out the "Black Turtle Power" and held a thin knife, heading south of the city.

Ling'er shouted, "Son-in-law, I swear I won't tell."

Song Cheng turned around, smiled, and nodded.

Evening, south of the city.

The setting sun was like blood.

The young man came to the door of a martial arts hall called Feihuan and knocked on the door.

The martial arts hall was still noisy, but after the door opened and everyone saw the visitor, they all quieted down.

"Mr. Song." A martial arts disciple hurried out. He did not despise the visitor because he was young, but respectfully said, "Are you here to see our master?"

Song Cheng nodded gently and said, "Is Master Chen here?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go call him now. "The disciple hurried away.

This is the benefit of reputation.

If Song Cheng was an unknown person, no one would pay attention to him if he asked to see the owner of the martial arts hall. Then, he would either retreat in frustration or fight his way in, offend everyone in Feihuan Martial Arts Hall first, then offend everyone in Chengnan Martial Arts Hall, and then kill his way up.

Song Cheng couldn't do this.

After a while, an old man came out and looked at the handsome blind boy with complicated eyes.

He was already familiar with the existence of the old man Zhao called brother.

Song Cheng bowed politely and said, "Master Chen, is there a place to talk?"

The old man smiled and said, "Mr. Song is here, so please follow me. We in Chengnan have heard about your story. You are a friend of our Chengnan Martial Arts Hall."

Soon, the two entered a closed room.

When they left, the "Black Turtle Power" in Song Cheng's arms disappeared, and was replaced by a copy of "Flying Wheel Power".

Appendix: There is a small bug in the previous article, that is, the protagonist recognizes many words (see "Fu Liu Jing", "Jue Jing", "Cao Hai Jing She Xing"). This bug has been fixed, and it has become reading with the help of Ling'er and Tong Niangzi.