Later, he thought, it would be better to let the children learn some skills on their own, such as sword skills, and participate in the tasks of men.
Don't underestimate patrolling. There is a lot of knowledge here. The men will teach you step by step. In the future, even if these guys just run for their lives, they will have some advantages over others.
Even the little wives and girls, Qi Kang'an is ready to let them learn some self-protection skills. They can leave Yingzhou alive without showing their hands, legs, or reputation.
Qi Baoer took a deep look at her father and felt for the first time that she was not as good as her father.
"Dad, do you want some help?" Bah, you're such a mouthful.
Qi Kang'an: I'm just waiting for your words.
"Bao, Piao Zai just lives with dad and doesn't obey dad. You ask him to come out and patrol for us every night."
Yes, after leaving Beiyang Town, the beads on Qi Bao'er's hand moved and were placed on Qi Kang'an's hand.
It's all Piaozai's fault for seeking his own death.
That night when Piaozai went out to explore the road for the second time, he turned around and bumped into Old Man Yang by chance...
Why did old man Yang want to show filial piety to Qi Bao'er? Old man Qi asked Qi Bao'er, and Qi Bao'er's answer was:
Not all messengers are ghosts. Some people with yin and yang eyes will also be selected as messengers. However, this category is the lowest level among messengers. They are temporary workers and must wait until their life span in the human world is over before they can be converted into formal workers.
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Old Man Yang is one of these people.
It's just that Yinhun is highly sensitive to the special pressure on Qi Bao'er. It's the kind of instinct that comes from the depths of the soul. The instinct makes them know that she can't afford to offend her when they see this person.
Those who call her "His Royal Highness" are the souls who are ranked first among the messengers, and their status is close to that of one black and one white.
People's sensitivity to the aura on Qi Baoer's body is much different. If the other party is not a messenger, they will not be able to feel it, such as Old Man Qi and the others.
You said that when you ran away and met the messenger, you were chased as if you were chased by a dog.
Piao Zai had no choice. The only capable person he knew was Qi Bao'er, so he could only run to Qi Bao'er.
I didn't expect it to be very useful. The messenger looked at Qi Bao'er from a distance and turned around and left.
Piaozai is so angry now. Even messengers are afraid of you. If you ask me to go out and help you, why don't you give me a token or something?
So this guy would sneak into the Buddhist beads to nourish his soul. Then he would come out and mutter endlessly in Qibao's ears, just four words, "Give me a token."
But Qi Bao'er was so annoyed that she took the beads to her father before setting off early the next morning.
Qi Kang'an was also helpless, everything happened to him. Ma, Ma only listened to his daughter, Ah Piao, Ah Piao was even more outrageous, he only listened to his daughter when he lived here.
Qi Bao'er almost forgot about Piaozai and was stunned for a moment before stepping forward and knocking on the prayer beads her father was wearing.
A white shadow emerged from the Buddhist beads, and soon Piao Zai appeared in front of the father and daughter with a sad look on his face.
Since the Buddhist beads that Piao Zai resided in were brought to Qi Kang'an's hands, Qi Kang'an could see Piao Zai without Qi Bao'er opening his spiritual eyes, but he could only see Piao Zai.
Qi Baoer said with a straight face, "Go on patrol."
"Oh." Although his face was still sad, he disappeared without hesitation.
Qi Kang'an: "..."
That's it, that's it?
So what does it mean that he and the Buddha beads have been talking for a long time and no one is paying attention?
Qi Baoer turned around and left. He couldn't stay any longer, otherwise something would happen.
Her intuition was so accurate that as soon as she took a step forward, her father grabbed her by the collar.
"Bao, Bao, daddy still has something to do.
That treasure, did your master teach you how to set a knife? Is there anything that girls and children can learn?"
"Yes." Qi Bao'er continued to walk forward, dragging Silly Dad behind him.
"Then can you teach them? Don't force it, teach them if you can, and if you can't, we won't force it. Dad knows that martial arts are all inherited. Dad is not trying to make things difficult for you. Dad is saying that if there is such a thing, it is not your master's fault.
It can only be passed down."
Qi Kang'an didn't feel embarrassed at all when he was half-dragged away. Could his daughter be an ordinary person?
"Yes." Military style boxing can be learned by all members.
As for the possibility of becoming a man after imitating a girl, does it have anything to do with her?
So half an hour later, there was this scene on the slope.
Qi Bao'er stepped on a big rock at the top of the slope. All the way down the slope were nearly a hundred children ranging from four to fifteen years old, both boys and girls.
Qi Bao'er didn't hesitate, he said "ha", got into a stance and started to fight. Although his fists were small and his breasts were fat, he was very powerful.
Even the women and men not far away who were watching the fun all looked at it and thought, 'Wow, that's amazing.'
Qi Kang'an has implemented a compulsion this time. If any child is not sent to school within this year, your whole family will turn back. Anyway, Beiyang Town has designated you to be taken in.
When everyone heard that they were learning from Bao'er, they were all happy. Bao'er is a god, and the god teaches everyone. If you don't ask for it, you will be a god even if you learn it. That's just a dream, but can the skills that the god teaches you be ordinary skills?
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Although less than three days have passed since I taught the men swordsmanship, the men looked like they had a different aura than the others.
But everyone is only willing to send boys away. What should girls learn? How can they get married in the future if they don’t look like girls?
Especially for those who are thirteen years old and above and have reached the age of engagement, their families are even more unhappy. There is no way to escape and show off. If you become less girlish, can you become an old girl?
I went to talk to Qi Kang'an, but Qi Kang'an had a cold face and said nothing back, saying that he had no intention of discussing.
Well, habit is a very scary word. They have gradually become accustomed to listening to Qi Kangan's arrangements along the way, and they are even more afraid of driving them away. Just learn it, at best, it will save your life.
The boy was okay. He was dancing along with each move. That’s right, it was a dance. He had no energy and no grasp of it. He couldn’t show any real momentum. He already had some understanding if he could keep up his form.
The girl child is different and shy.
Standing here being stared at by a group of people, my face turned red like a monkey's butt, and some of them didn't even dare to raise their heads.
On the other hand, many of the men who were working in the distance had unconsciously stood there and started fighting. The men were very energetic, and their moves were more powerful than the kids looked at.
After Qi Bao'er performed a set of boxing twice, she stopped and started to take apart the box. Then she used a branch to shuttle among the babies. Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, she would just go over those that hurt her eyes.
If the gesture is wrong, twitch.
The kick is too low, whipped.
The little girl lowered her head, what else do you want to learn, smoke?
The buttocks are so high, pumping.
If you hold your stomach against your chest and do it, it will cause convulsions.
No one found a reason to smoke, and there was a lot of wailing.
If you don't want to learn how to leave, just do it.
Qi Bao'er's hitting angles are very tricky. She hits wherever it hurts, but she doesn't get hurt. She wants to run away, but she's so beaten that you doubt she's even taken a step forward in life.
