The extraordinary daily life of people with super powers

The aristocratic families, sects, and dynasties are in a three-way confrontation. There is famine disaster inside and enemies are eyeing them covetously outside.

"I have been in seclusion for many years and just came out recently. Can you tell me what big things are happening now?" Tang Ansheng asked.

Hearing that the other party had been in seclusion for many years, Song Qingshan understood what was going on. He thought that he was indeed an old devil, but he had a secret to maintain his youth.

He is, if not the top among the younger generation, at least he is upper-class. How could he be so much worse than others?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"I heard that the Jin people in the north are ready to make a move, and in order to stabilize them, the old emperor is planning to marry his useless eldest daughter to them as a marriage alliance."

Song Qingshan showed no respect for the so-called emperor.

Thousand-year-old families, ten-thousand-year-old sects, no matter who is the master of this land, they have to look at their faces.

Moreover, the marriage is really too embarrassing.

"In the past three hundred years, Daxia has never initiated a marriage. It has always been others who have taken the initiative to marry their daughters to us. How could we marry others? The old emperor has set a precedent!"

Although Song Qingshan is a sectarian, he was born in the Great Xia Dynasty and still has a sense of superiority as a citizen of Great Xia.

However, such matters in the court were too far away from him, so he was just angry for a moment and said nothing more.

"anything else?"

"Also... I heard that the 'Imperial Supreme Book' created by Grandmaster Shao Yong before his death has appeared in the world, and it has attracted a lot of sects to pursue it."

"But I have only heard about it and do not understand it."

The "Emperor's Book of Shocking the World" was created by Shao Yong, a great master who was above the first rank. It is said that if one masters this skill, he will be invincible in the world.

Unfortunately, even the creator himself has not mastered it.

"Also... Shaolin's Bodhidharma Sutra seems to have been stolen, and those bald monks have been going out of their way to look for it recently."

"As long as they suspect you, if your background is not strong enough, they will take you back to the mountains to do hard labor."

In order to survive, Song Qingshan desperately told Tang Ansheng some important things he knew, fearing that if he spoke too slowly, he would be beaten by Tang Ansheng.

However, he is a martial artist after all, and most of what he talks about are things in the martial arts world.

As for the news in the court, the only thing that was suspected was that the emperor was going to send his eldest daughter to marry.

However, Yu Shanshan, who was standing by, had just come to her senses after experiencing what happened, and said:

"Those people just wanted to rob and didn't do anything else. Why did you kill them all?"

"Maybe they were forced into this."

"..."

Auntie, are you crazy?

Song Qingshan looked incredulous.

Although from the beginning, this old devil... no, this senior acted very amiable and seemed easy to talk to.

But you have forgotten how murderous the other person is!

"Senior, she..."

Song Qingshan stepped forward anxiously, ready to explain his junior sister's nonsense.

Tang Ansheng waved his hand to stop his movements, looked at Yu Shanshan with interest, and asked, "So?"

So what?

Yu Shanshan was a little dazed.

She wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she saw Song Qingshan behind her winking at her frantically.

The eldest senior brother had never treated her like this before and basically satisfied her in everything.

But after coming down the mountain this time, everything did not go her way and her temper suddenly got irritated.

In addition, Tang Ansheng had been very easy to talk to during this period, as if a gentleman could be deceived by others, which made her forget that he had killed people like crazy before, and she said:

"I've been down the mountain recently and have seen too many people doing things they were forced to do in order to survive."

"Those people may be robbing, but they may have a three-year-old child or an 80-year-old mother waiting for them to return home."

"If you kill them all, what will happen to the orphans and widows?"

"Besides, even if he deserves to die, only the authorities can convict him."

This series of events confused Song Qingshan.

Auntie, what a bullshit official conviction.

Don’t you know what the official situation is like?

Moreover, the official is the official, and the underworld is the underworld.

People in the underworld should solve their own problems within the underworld. If they go to the authorities, they will only be looked down upon by others in the underworld.

"And you just said that you wanted your father to kill them all." Tang Ansheng had a good memory. Now that he knew the official language, he knew what the other party had said before.

"I, I was so angry!"

Tang Ansheng smiled slightly, "I understand, you are sick, and it's not a mild illness."

Tang Ansheng slowly raised his right hand. Seeing this, Song Qingshan remembered the robber whose head was hit into his chest before. He was shocked and shouted:

"Senior, no!"

"Snapped!"

A slap was heard and a clear voice was heard.

Yu Shanshan spun in the air like a windmill for several weeks and then fell heavily to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere, along with a few teeth.

“Ahhh… wuwu!”

The intense pain made Yu Shanshan cry out.

She had been spoiled for a long time and had never experienced such pain.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

"I... I'm not wrong!" Yu Shanshan said with her neck stiff.

"Snapped!"

Another fancy fall with a 720-degree rotation in the air.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

"I...I...didn't..."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

After being slapped several times, Yu Shanshan, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and whose hair was disheveled, finally realized her mistake and cried out:

"I...I was wrong...!"

"Ah."

Tang Ansheng nodded, "But you don't fully understand yet, you must educate yourself well."

Children do not obey how to do?

Just a fight.

"Senior, she..." Song Qingshan wanted to plead for mercy.

Yu Shanshan is about to enter the realm of the highest grade. Even though her body can withstand more beatings than an ordinary person, she will be beaten to death if she continues like this.

"She is sick, and you are sick too. Don't worry, we will cure you and me together!"

Dog licking is naturally a disease!

Tang Ansheng grabbed one in each hand and walked up the mountain.

Song Qingshan, who was caught and completely unable to move, shouted in fear: "Senior, where are we going now?"

"Let's go clean out the robbers' base camp on the mountain first. I need a place to do a small experiment."

Experiment, what is an experiment?

Song Qingshan didn’t understand, he just felt that a disaster was about to happen!

Chapter 7 Tragedy caused by a cup of tea (k)

Tang Ansheng learned the official language of Daxia from Song Qingshan. After a little recollection, he remembered the conversation of the bandits that he had overheard before.

Although the other party spoke with a local dialect, Tang Ansheng knew that his group's base camp was on this mountain.

This place is called Zeshan. It is long and winding. It is basically impossible for a normal person to find the bandits' base camp in the mountains.

But Tang Ansheng is not a normal person, this kind of thing is nothing to him.

There were more than a dozen bandits killed. They must have come out from the base camp. We just need to follow their traces and go up to find the base camp.

Logically speaking, these traces are disorganized and contain all kinds of things, making them difficult to distinguish. However, in Tang Ansheng's eyes, the traces of bandits are clearly visible.

"How careless! He didn't even clear his tracks after he came down the mountain. How can he be a bandit?"

Tang Ansheng held Song Qingshan in one hand and Yu Shanshan in the other, and walked up the mountain leisurely.

His steps were not fast, but each step was seven or eight meters, which made Song Qingshan even more frightened in his eyes.

"He carried the two of us as if we were walking on flat ground, and he even had the skill of shrinking the ground into an inch. Even Master can't do this any better than him."

Song Qingshan was shocked.

"And I can't move a single muscle. What kind of martial arts does this old devil use?"

He felt that he was not seriously injured, but he could not use any internal strength at all. He was like a pig tied up with ropes, without any ability to resist.

Song Qingshan didn't know that this was a way of using strength. Tang Ansheng had already mastered the hidden strength. Under the strength blockade, with his current seventh-grade internal strength, even if ten of them were tied together, they wouldn't be able to shake him at all.

As he stood up, Tang Ansheng's sleeve swept across his face. Feeling the delicate texture of the material, Song Qingshan couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"What material is this dress made of? It seems to be better than the best fabrics from Xiuyizhuang."

"No matter the level of refinement or the color and pattern, it is far superior to Xiuyizhuang."

Xiuyizhuang is basically the best clothing production place within a hundred miles of Qingshan Sect. Generally, the best piece of clothing costs dozens of taels of silver, and only the master or the local gentry and wealthy families can afford it.

Of course, he could afford it if he gritted his teeth, but he basically spent all the money on drinking or buying gifts for his junior sister.

Song Qingshan, who was being held up and temporarily unable to move, simply began to observe Tang Ansheng secretly.

"And these shoes, I have never seen them before, and they are made of something extraordinary."

"And these pants..."

It would have been better if Song Qingshan hadn't observed. The more he observed, the more he felt like a country bumpkin, and he had no idea what Tang Ansheng was wearing.

But even though he doesn't understand, at least he has some knowledge.

"Can't you afford all this without a few hundred taels of silver?"

Song Qingshan was greatly shocked!

One tael of silver in Daxia is equal to one thousand wen. You can go to the government to exchange it. However, it is impossible to exchange one tael of silver with one thousand wen. You need at least one thousand one hundred wen.

The average person could earn only three or four hundred coins a month by doing odd jobs.

How long will it take to do this short-term job?

Tang Ansheng naturally didn’t know what he was thinking. If he knew, he could only say, “This is the power of industrialization.”

Song Qingshan was still daydreaming when he suddenly paused. Then he was thrown out, turned twice in the air, and landed on his back.

"boom."

"hiss!"

Although it was a bit painful, he didn't dare to speak and could only endure it.