On the outskirts of Taihang Mountain, where Chabao died.

The headmaster in the mask, carrying his own goose-feather knife, stood in front of Chabao's corpse that had already grown maggots without saying a word.

Behind him was a team of black guards with a stern breath.

"Sir, I have searched it all over the place, and there are still traces left. The girl and the injured cucumber egg seeds must have entered the mountain!"

"Are you entering the mountain?"

Lord Tuan snorted, his tone unknown.

After a few breaths, he glanced at the body with its head separated under his feet, and said in disgust:

"Have you not the brothers who were sent into the mountain before come back?"

The subordinates around him shook their bodies, hesitated for a moment, and replied softly:

"No, but I found their bodies. All the bodies were fatal, and they should have been made by that... Mountain Ghost."

"Bang"

The Lord General pointed the scabbard in his hand to the ground in dissatisfaction, and he said coldly:

"You go and tell the National Master that the relics he wanted fell into the hands of the Taihang Mountain ghost, and let's see how the National Master will conquer you!"

"I know you are afraid of rumors about mountain ghosts, but we can't bring back the relics, and the outcome is not much better than Chabao!"

The governor scolded his subordinates. He walked out of the cave and looked at the wild and wild Taihang in front of him. He waved his hand to his subordinates and said:

"Go to Shanwai to transfer a few brothers to come over."

"We will enter the mountain tomorrow! Whether it is a mountain ghost or a mountain god, the relics of the immortal family, and the two yellow-mouthed children, they must be brought back!"

"Abide by the order!"

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"Um?"

In the room, when Qingqing heard Shen Qiu's words, she immediately widened her eyes.

The junior sister immediately retorted:

"How is it possible! If the mountain ghost is illiterate, how could there be so many books in the house? And it is preserved so well. Look, these books are almost the only valuable things in the mountain ghost's family."

"You must be talking nonsense."

Qingqing hugged her arms and said with anger:

"You must be jealous of the fact that Shan Gui is better at martial arts than you, so you slander him like this. You are a bad guy, senior brother, and you are getting worse and worse after being injured."

"Oh, you stupid girl."

Shen Qiu sighed and said:

"Hidding books does not mean you can understand them. In all dynasties, no matter what age it is, we are extremely admiring knowledge, and perhaps the same is true for mountain ghosts."

"Although he is illiterate, he doesn't have the heart to see that this knowledge is so terrible in the mountains."

"He saved these books, perhaps more of a memory of the past, or out of a worship of knowledge, uh, what's your look?"

Shen Qiu looked at the junior sister.

The latter stared at him and said:

"You are here again..."

"Say weird things, right?"

Shen Qiu laughed, he reached out and rubbed Xiao Qingqing's head, pointed to the books in the book box, and said:

"Look, Xiao Qingqing, if the mountain ghost really knows literacy, it will definitely be released uniformly when it is released. But look, although these books are neat, some are positive and some are reversed, and there is no rule at all."

"How could the mountain ghost make such a mistake when he cherishes these books so much and keeps them so carefully?"

"Ah, this..."

Qingqing didn't believe it, so she took out more books.

But it turns out that Shen Qiu was right.

She held her head and thought hard, always thinking about it. She always felt that what her senior brother said made sense, but this destroyed the perfect image of Brother Shangui in her mind.

After a moment, Qingqing raised her head and said unconvincedly:

"If Brother Shangui is illiterate, how could he learn such profound martial arts? You can't learn it by looking at pictures, right?"

"That's it."

Chen Qiu stroked his chin and recalled the scene of seeing the battle between Shan Gui and Cha Bao in the cave that day.

He said:

"It's hard to explain, but it's not impossible."

"And I noticed that he did not seem to use his true qi internal power when fighting against Cha Bao. Otherwise, with his superb swordsmanship, how could he be repelled by Cha Bao with one punch?"

Chen Qiu's mind changed rapidly and he lived a lot of plots of martial arts dramas in his mind.

He looked at Qingqing and he proposed an idea, he said:

"Maybe, the mountain ghost is also an adventurer, but he has only obtained sword skills that look like ghosts, but he has no internal skills, or his ability, but he cannot practice because he is illiterate?"

If Qingqing knew modern discourse, she would definitely say that Chen Qiu had a big brain.

But such adventures are actually not uncommon in this world.

She thought about it and felt that what her senior brother said made some sense. She looked at the books in the bookcases and said with regret:

"Oh, the mountain ghost is so pitiful..."

"Pitiful?"

Chen Qiu was a little confused about the youngest sister's brain circuit, he said:

"How can we be said to be pitiful if someone can kill us with just one sword? But you are right. Such a hero of the Southern Dynasty regrets his life because he is illiterate."

"If he is willing to learn, we can teach him."

Qingqing poked her face, and she said whimsically:

"I can help Shan Gui Kaimeng and teach him to read and write, just like when I was a child, my master and sister Yaoqin taught me Kaimeng and read."

“Too slow.”

Chen Qiu shook his head. He knew that in this world, children would take at least a few years to read children in their studies.

He stroked the book in his hand, thought for a moment, and said to Qingqing:

"I have a way. You can find some charcoal strips. Within a month, I will let Brother Shangui understand these 'baby' he hid."

Qingqing didn't move. She was a little worried and didn't have much confidence in her senior brother who seemed to be in a bad mind.

She whispered:

"These books are all the beloved things of the mountain ghost. We should not move around, if we annoy him..."

The young junior sister thought of herself in the forest and saw the mountain ghost, autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, killing the seven or eight black guards. She couldn't help but shrink her head.

She secretly looked out, as if she was afraid that the mountain ghost would suddenly appear.

She whispered to Chen Qiu:

"Senior brother, put the book back, let's stop moving. The mountain ghost is so fierce, it's so terrible."

"Oh, you stupid girl."

Chen Qiu was not bothered. He touched Qingqing's head and patiently explained to Qingqing:

"Listen to me, you want to go back to Suzhou, right?"

"But you see, we are both inexperienced in martial arts. There are thieves from the Northern Dynasty outside the mountain blocking us. If no one helps, we will be trapped in this Taihang Mountain. It is rare that we have a relationship with the mountain ghost."

"Whether it is to repay kindness or use it, in short, we must use this matter to bring closer our relationship with the mountain ghost."

"Think about it, if things go well, the mountain ghost will be happy, maybe he will be willing to send us back to Suzhou."

He was very tempted by Qingqing. After thinking about it, Qingqing still felt that the risk was a bit too high.

She heard from her master that experts like Shan Gui usually have quirks, so it is best not to get angry easily.

And just when Qingqing was about to speak, Chen Qiu said again:

"Let me do this, I will teach you first, you can try it first, we will speak with the efficacy."

"If you learn it within a few days, then you can teach me the mountain ghost again, how about it?"

The girl Qingqing tilted her head and thought for a while, and nodded solemnly to Chen Qiu.

She said:

"That's OK."

"Okay, we're done, let's get a hook."

Chen Qiu was very entertained and stretched out his little finger to Qingqing. The latter looked confused. Only after Shen Qiu's explanation did she understand what Lagou meant.

He smiled and stretched out his little finger, hooked with his senior brother, and shook it for a while.
To be continued...