MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 9 00: Quenching thirst

  Chapter 9 009: Quenching Thirst with Plum Blossoms

  The air was awkwardly quiet for three breaths.

  Qi Shan replied helplessly: "The courage is condensed in the body, and the literary heart is controlled outside."

  Although Shen Tang really wanted to say that he understood, so as not to be misunderstood as having a problem with IQ, but—

   "I... don't understand very well, can Mr. Qi explain in more detail?"

  Qi Shan didn't expect Shen Tang to understand it once.

  This little man might really be a savage from some corner, and she couldn't understand the concise and euphemistic speech.

  So praying for kindness changed to more popular rhetoric.

"Wu Dan, 'Wu' is the core. Warriors, from fighting to stopping, conquer and demonstrate. Stop fighting for martial arts, and stop war with war. Therefore, most of the words and spirits act on themselves, tempering the body to make it powerful and incomparable , with one against a thousand, how lonely."

  Shen Tang nodded thoughtfully.

   "Most of the speech spirits act on themselves, so there is a small part?"

"Yes, take Yanling's 'One Call, Hundred Responses' as an example-if the princes and schemers use it, it can inspire a hundred soldiers, but if the general uses it, it can make a hundred soldiers put on armor and mount their horses. If the military spirit is the same, the elite will be stronger and unrivaled."

  Qi Shan already had experience, so she predicted Shen Tang's prediction, and answered her questions before she asked.

   "Some words and spirits can be used by both the literary mind and the courageous. Don't be curious about this."

  The same speech spirit has different effects in the hands of different people, it depends on personal understanding and cultivation level.

  Shen Tang: "..."

Qishan continued: "Wenxin is different from Wudan. The essence of Wenxin lies in the words 'conspiracy' and 'calculation'. Therefore, Yanling is more inclined to control and layout, and use Yanling to always control the complex, treacherous and changeable situation .Twenty grades of martial arts, the higher the rank, the stronger, so the world thinks that Wen Xin is the same, the higher the rank, the stronger. But in my opinion, this is a very wrong perception. Wen Xin, the competition is here."

  He pointed to his brain.

   Not enough brains, even if you have a second-rank upper-Chinese heart, don't easily provoke a ninth-rank lower-level heart who doesn't know the details.

  Shen Tang pondered for a while.

  She feels like she understands and doesn't seem to understand.

"Wu Dan is a person who fights by himself. If he is stronger, he will form a clique and bring his brothers to fight. Wen Xin will not end easily, but hire other thugs to fight for him as a behind-the-scenes boss? The former shows off his muscles. , the latter shows off his brain?"

   One output, one auxiliary?

  Pray for a few breaths of silence after listening.

  Although he doesn't understand what "show" means, he can guess the general meaning based on the context.

   Expressionless: "You can understand it that way."

  Shen Tang pondered for a while, and asked: "... But, isn't this very passive?"

   "Passive?"

   "No matter how good the brain is, it can't hold back the enemy's fists."

  Wen Xin is an auxiliary command role, as are most of her skills, and her output mostly depends on her courage.

  Once you are singled out and caught, wouldn't you want to kill yourself?

   "As an adult, can't you grasp both the literary mind and the bravery? You need both? Can you only choose one of the two?"

  She wants both fish and bear's paw!

  Qi Shan slightly understood her thoughts.

   "Since it has been recorded, it is not that there are no examples of condensing the literary heart and courage at the same time, but—"

"but what?"

  Qi Shan fiddled with the bonfire, and said indifferently: "It's either premature death, stupid or mediocre ability, no different from ordinary people."

  Shen Tang: "..."

   She is not worthy of the gold finger of both civil and military cultivation.

  Holding the scroll, she felt dizzy.

  She knows every word above, and she can memorize the experience notes written by Qishan at a glance, but she is at a loss as to how to practice and how to use them. Ask the "novice NPC", their words are also mysterious and mysterious, completely idealistic flow of consciousness.

   Sure enough, the demand for free whoring cannot be too much.

  Time passed, and the Wu Zang Temple began to beat gongs and drums again.

  Shen Tang rubbed his stomach, looked at the "Wang Mei Quen Thirst" on the scroll, and the appearance of mussels appeared in his mind.

   "It doesn't mean that Wen Xin can 'create something out of nothing'... It's not too much for you to 'seek plums to quench thirst' and give me a few green plums?"

  If you have more green plums, you can make something else to eat.

  Qishan has excellent hearing ability and poured cold water on her.

"Of course it's too much. Although 'Yan Ling' is miraculous, it can't give people food. If it could—there wouldn't be so many people starving to death in the world." Without knowing what to think of, Qishan sighed softly at the bonfire, "A few months ago Traveling, I saw with my own eyes the people of a city..."

  He paused at this point, and took the initiative to end the topic.

   Without him saying it clearly, Shen Tang can still make up what he said.

  It is nothing more than a human tragedy where hunger is everywhere.

She said: "Why not? 'Yanling' can transform into a sharp-edged warhorse and armor, which can make a man fight thousands of troops, why can't he transform into a small green plum? It is also made out of nothing, why is it still discriminatory? Even if it really can't , can it also help farming?"

   Working in the field with a literary heart and courage, even if the efficiency is not as good as mechanization, it is much better than ordinary people facing the loess with their backs to the sky.

  If food can be conjured—

  She thought she could earn some money by selling plums.

   Traveling through another world, becoming penniless or a fugitive prisoner, it is really too difficult for her, an ordinary house girl painter.

  If this road is also blocked, she can only copy her old profession to draw for others, and I don’t know who is willing to ask her for a draft.

   Prayer does not give a positive answer.

   Just said: "I can't answer the previous questions, but the last one - you will know when you have more experience in the future."

  In this muddy and chaotic world, who is willing to turn a sword into a plow?

   will be attacked by groups.

   Mr. Xiao Lang’s idea is not without previous attempts. There are also people with lofty ideals lobbying everywhere to assist the princes in advocating reform, but they all fail for various reasons and end in misery.

  Thinking of these unpleasant contents, he closes his eyes for a rest in irritability, and from time to time he can hear Shen Tang muttering "Looking at plums to quench thirst".

  About half a quarter of an hour later, she was still competing with "Wang Mei Qu Qu Thirst".

Qishan didn't even open his eyes: "Learning the spirit of speech requires fate, and there are thousands of speech spirits in the world. Don't waste your time trying to make ends meet. Go elsewhere. Of course, you can't learn everything. If you are greedy, you can't chew it. Not much more expensive."

   "Oh, I get it."

   Followed by a crisp click and chewing sound.

  Pray for good: "???"

  The remaining half of the dry food and water bags are with him. Where can Mr. Shen Xiaolang eat?

   There is also a faint smell of green plum fruit.

   Pray for good: "!!"

  He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Shen Tang.

  The latter was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a dozen or so round green plums piled up on his legs, each of which looked fresh and tender, crisp and delicious. While chewing, Shen Tang frowned sourly, his face wrinkled into a ball, but because he was too hungry, he could only swallow it.

   "You, you green plums...where did you come from?"

  Qi Shan opened his eyes wide, spoke with difficulty, and recovered his language ability after rolling his throat and swallowing several times.

  Shen Tang blinked, forcing back the sore eyes.

"Ome? Oh, I've been trying the words of 'Looking for plums to quench my thirst', and I've been trying my best to mobilize Wenxin, but it still doesn't have the effect you said in your remarks. After that, I tried a few more times, and an extra plum appeared out of thin air... You see, that's it. —”

   "Want plums to quench thirst!"

  After Shen Tang finished speaking, he demonstrated it again.

  Yan Ling fell, and a green plum appeared out of thin air in her palm under Qishan's gaze.

   This is today's update.

   The typhoon is going to blow, or it is head-on, I feel like I won’t be able to sleep at night...

  (end of this chapter)