"Brother A'zhi, it's really cold today. Is there any movement from the Holy Spirit Beast in Lingshan Mountain?"
"No, there is nothing else this year except for the weather that changes in four seasons. These people in the world heard a lot of rumors and all of a sudden flocked to Lingshan."
"Is the Holy Spirit Beast fake?"
"It's not false. One hundred years is too long. People who have lived for more than a hundred years have actually seen it. They all said that there were several mountain roars in Lingshan this year, and then the weather around Lingshan began to change.
It has become abnormal, many people say that the Holy Spirit Beast is about to wake up, and many high officials and nobles are rushing towards Lingshan." Song Zhidao.
Yu Wushuang has some interest in spiritual beasts. The peaks of the mausoleum are uneven and orderly, and on the top of the coiled dragon, there are either big objects or big rice dumplings.
She is not interested in objects, but is very interested in rice dumplings!
"There are many people from Kyoto in our Lingshan town. I heard that they all look like immortals. That man looks like..." Song Zhi said and changed the topic.
Yu Wushuang: "..."
The two of them walked through several long corridors, and Yu Wushuang looked at Song Mansion with curiosity. It was comfortable to live in such an ancient place.
The Song family was one of the largest families in Lingshan, and even though they were in business, they still had some power.
When Yu Wushuang and Song Zhi entered the door, they were greeted by Song Qian's sad face.
"Dad, why are you sighing?"
Song Qian put down the account book and stood up to greet her: "Where did you go, girl? You've been acting crazy all day long."
"It means finding a pure place and nourishing your heart."
"Hey, when will you change your reckless temper, girl?"
Yu Wushuang shrugged with an indifferent expression: "This is how it will be for the rest of my life anyway. Dad, you have to support me for the rest of your life."
"I can still support you while I'm alive, but if dad dies..."
"Dad, don't say such unlucky words. They say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Dad will live a long life." Yu Wushuang interrupted him.
"Dad said this because he wanted you to think more about yourself, play less and learn more." Song Qian was helpless.
Yu Wushuang nodded: "Yeah, I understand. Let's start learning now. Find me some books to read."
Song Qian was stunned.
Song Zhi was also stunned.
"how?"
Song Qian was not sure whether he heard it wrong: "Wushuang, what book do you want to read?"
Does she want to study?
Are you really so obedient?
She had not liked reading since she was a child, and she knocked away several of the teachers she hired.
"Just some things about Dongyue Kingdom, and some small beasts and so on." She now urgently needs to know the history of the country.
Song Qian was very excited when he heard this and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll find it for you right now. Do you need to find a gentleman to read it to you?"
"No, it's not like I don't have eyes myself..."
It's just different for rich families. Reading books requires people to read them.
"You... don't know how to read?"
"..."
I forgot about this.
"Wu Shuang, let me read it to you." Song Zhi volunteered.
Yu Wushuang stroked his forehead, the original owner was really bad, he couldn't do anything, couldn't learn anything, he was just a typical idiot.