Fang Xinyue didn't care about these rumors. After all, she was a time traveler. If she couldn't stand such a small setback, it would be a waste of her time travel.
I had a dreamless night and slept very soundly.
She didn't know that in the middle of the night, streams of black air tried to penetrate her body, but were blocked by the formation on the roof. Instead, the black air was injured and fled in a hurry.
Lin Susu lay at her feet, looked up, and muttered, "There's something here! Who set up this formation? All the evil spirits have to retreat. There are such masters in this plane. It seems I have to hide for now."
She didn't know that this was Zhao Letong's arrangement. She curled up and found a more comfortable position to continue sleeping.
The next day, Zhao Letong woke up and felt something was wrong with the formation. He frowned and checked it out. "What kind of thing dares to run wild in my house? It seems that the attack power is not enough."
"Letong, good morning."
"Good morning, Sister Fang, good morning, Sister Lin."
The serious look disappeared instantly, becoming sweet and lovely, and Fang Xinyue thought she had seen it wrong.
Stroking the fox skillfully, Zhao Letong said, "Sister Fang, do you have any clues about the matter of Second Miss Qiao?"
"Yes, I'll go home and prepare. Come find me in three days. I'll make sure Qiao Yujiao never tries to profit from poetry again. Instead, she'll be hated by everyone and be too busy to take care of herself."
"Sister Fang, please carry this amulet with you. Although you are good at medicine and martial arts, there are some things in this world that are hard to guard against. You must not be careless."
"Thank you, Letong."
You may not believe in ghost stories, but you must be respectful of them. She has already seen fox spirits and ghosts, so nothing else will surprise her.
Lin Susu was dissatisfied: "Do you look down on me? With me here, no evil ghost can enter her body."
"Yes, Sister Lin is amazing. This is double insurance."
Zhao Letong coaxed the vixen like an elder fooling a younger one, and she was indeed worthy of being someone's aunt.
"We're leaving now so we don't bother Grandma anymore. Tell her."
Fang Xinyue was still busy and did not say goodbye to Mrs. Zhao. The main reason was that Zhao Youping said that he would ask her to propose marriage today, and she felt a little embarrassed.
"Okay, I'll come play with you later."
After sending Fang Xinyue away, Zhao Letong was caught by Xiao Shanjian and taken to the clan school. "Letong, you haven't been to class for a long time. This won't do. Today is a martial arts class. You have to go instead of studying."
"Okay, let go."
"No, I'll let go and run away."
That was exactly what happened last time. As soon as he let go, Zhao Letong ran away. He was really faster than a rabbit. It was the first time he saw someone run so fast.
I will never make that mistake this time.
Zhao Letong really didn't run away. She didn't like studying, but she was not afraid of practicing martial arts.
When they arrived at the training ground, Master Wu had his hands behind his back, ready for battle. However, the children were laughing and running all over the ground, and Master Wu's patience had reached its limit.
"Stand up, gather, and let the class begin."
No one listened. When Zhao Letong saw this group of naughty children, his head started buzzing. Being a teacher was really not a human job.
She casually grabbed a long spear, which was taller than two people, and her little hands couldn't even hold it, but she was able to move it and spank the children one by one, finally making these naughty boys behave themselves.
"Everyone, stand still! Didn't you hear Master say class is about to start? If anyone dares to disobey today, I'll spank him."
The little girl was very fierce and if it weren't for the burning pain on her butt, the children wouldn't have believed that she had hit them.
"Master, please continue."
Master Wu's expression brightened. "Thank you, Miss. You should also stand still. I will teach you the military boxing techniques."
"Okay."
Zhao Letong and Xiao Shanjian stood together, full of enthusiasm. Although she was not good at studying, she would definitely be the best in the class if she practiced martial arts.
Every punch and kick was delivered in a methodical manner, but in Zhao Letong's opinion, this boxing style was too low-level.
"Master, how about I do it? Your boxing skills won't work."
"Young lady, this is the boxing style created by General Zhao. It is so famous that even if you are not a family member, you will not be allowed to learn it."
Zhao Letong murmured in his heart, if he doesn't let outsiders learn it, is his father afraid of losing face?
"Hey, let me talk about Dad's side, you just watch."
In her previous life, Zhao Letong cultivated immortality and started with body training. She learned many boxing techniques and also many sword and knife techniques. She had a photographic memory and wrote them all down.
"The bull butts its horns, looks up at the moon, two dragons emerge from the water, a monkey steals peaches..."
Each punch and kick was extremely skillful, and had an indescribable rhythm that made the martial arts coaches couldn't help but follow suit.
After a set of boxing skills, the martial arts masters were convinced, "Young lady is worthy of being a general's daughter. This boxing skill is amazing. What's its name?"
"This is the real Zhao Family Fist. Practice seriously! I want to check it out."
Zhao Letong couldn't say that he forgot the name, so he could only lie.
She had been practicing with Zhao Letong for half a day. She found that being a master was very interesting. Anyone who dared to disobey would be beaten with a spear, and even the previous martial arts masters were not spared.
But they were still happy. They were able to learn such advanced boxing skills, which was the Zhao family's secret. It showed that the general treated them as his own people.
As for being beaten by Zhao Letong, it was an honor. Not everyone could be taught by the young lady.
Zhao Letong was very tired after teaching for the whole morning, and he ate a lot for lunch.
When Xiao Shanjian was full, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth politely. His etiquette was perfect.
"Xiaoshan, have you learned it? Do you want me to give you private lessons?"
Zhao Letong was still immersed in the joy of being a teacher. Xiao Shanjian was so weak, he needed to practice more so that he could become a well-rounded person in both literature and martial arts in the future.
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