Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 184: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

The next day, at three quarters past midnight.

Somewhere in the eastern suburbs, a girl in a smoky green brocade skirt sat on a big rock. She held her face with her hands and stared solemnly at the two bamboo swords beside her, wondering what she was thinking.

Next to the bamboo sword, a lazy orange cat was lying comfortably.

It raised its head and glanced at her, and seeing that she hadn't left, it closed its eyes again with relief, changed into a more comfortable position, put its other paw under its body, and continued its sweet dream.

"Sister Yue, why do you want to teach the second female lead martial arts? If the male lead who is learning magic knew about this, he would definitely take you in."

The current plot is completely different from the original one, and Blue Sparrow has given up hope.

As long as Sister Yue doesn't commit suicide, everything will be fine.

"Maybe I want to see what the second female lead will become after being away from the female lead."

Song Yuesheng met Jing Qiudie three times in total.

Apart from mistaking her for Song Zhiyan and targeting her for no reason, Jing Qiudie's words and actions were completely different from the willful and rude behavior described in the plot.

Normal like a normal person.

At the same time, Jun Mansion.

A shrill scream broke the silence of Liuxianyuan.

"Xi Que, didn't I ask you to wake me up at dawn? Hurry up and put your hair in a bun. If you delay any longer, you will definitely be late."

There was a hint of panic in Jing Qiudie's voice. She frantically pulled at her dress, trying to get dressed in a short time.

On the other side, she urged Xi Que to quickly dress her up.

Seeing her like this, Xi Que couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Why is my young lady so anxious to learn martial arts?

She said respectfully, "Forgive me for being so nosy, but I don't think Miss Sheng knows any martial arts. Miss, would you like to discuss this with the young master?"

Jing Qiudie paused for a moment when she heard this, then shook her head firmly and said hastily, "No need, I think Song Yuesheng can teach me. Hey, Xi Que, hurry up."

As time passed, Jing Qiudie became more and more anxious.

She had no time to put on rouge and powder. She hurriedly picked up the gift of apprenticeship that she had prepared in advance, walked out of the house quickly, and jumped into the carriage that had been prepared.

The carriage sped all the way to the eastern suburbs.

Jing Qiudie's heart also flew with it, and she only hoped to arrive as soon as possible.

However, as she hurriedly left the house, she did not notice that someone had quietly followed her.

The morning light is just breaking, and all things have not yet fully awakened from their slumber.

Although the scenery in the eastern suburbs is beautiful, it is mountainous and few people come here on weekdays, especially at this early hour.

Jing Qiudie drove the carriage on the winding mountain road. The sound of the wheels rolling echoed in the empty valley, sounding extremely clear.

Suddenly, she saw Song Yuesheng walking back.

So he immediately tightened the reins, and after the carriage stopped, he quickly jumped off the carriage, took a few steps forward and blocked Song Yuesheng's way.

"Master, please don't leave. I didn't mean to be late. I will definitely be there early tomorrow!"

Song Yuesheng signaled her to relax: "Your lateness is within my control. I'm walking back because I'm hungry and want to buy some buns. Go forward and see a ginger cat under a rock. Rest there for a while. I'll be back soon."

Jing Qiudie didn't believe it and insisted on going with them.

When she saw that Song Yuesheng really bought the buns, she finally felt relieved and drove the carriage to the place Song Yuesheng mentioned, chatting and laughing.

After the two arrived, Jing Qiudie grabbed Song Yuesheng who was wandering around the carriage and asked impatiently: "Master, what are we learning?"

"First of all, I only taught you the skills to protect yourself. I cannot be considered your master. You can change your title in the future."

Song Yuesheng moved her hand away.

She taught spontaneously, not wanting to have extra apprentices for no reason or to spend too much time and effort on everything.

"Besides, each weapon has its own unique uses and drawbacks. Although I dabble in swords, spears, and bows, when it comes to knives, I am only good at daggers. So, you need to think about what you want to learn."

"Master...Sister Yue, it doesn't have to be that complicated. I just want to learn sword." Jing Qiudie said without hesitation.

After saying this, she was worried that Song Yuesheng would see that she chose the sword because Song Zhiyan was practicing swordplay, so she quickly made up for it: "A generation of chivalrous women doing justice, it sounds very impressive."

Her eyes caught sight of the bamboo sword beside the stone, and she pointed, expectantly saying, “Sister Yue, is that for me?”

"Not now." Song Yuesheng shook his head and explained to her, "You have no foundation now, so it's not easy to learn. When you can find my clothes, I will give them to you. First, you have to find Ju Xiaopang."

Jing Qiudie blinked, her eyes full of confusion: "Sister Yue, isn't it easier to catch a person than a cat?"

"Since you think it's easy, then come and try to catch me."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he jumped lightly to the side and landed steadily on a rock.

Seeing this, Jing Qiudie rushed forward hurriedly, but just when she was about to touch the corner of Song Yuesheng's clothes, Song Yuesheng nimbly dodged her attack.

Song Yuesheng's figure shuttled through the mountains and forests. Jing Qiudie stared at her with wide eyes.

She tried various ways to pounce, but Song Yuesheng always managed to dodge skillfully, as if her body could predict Jing Qiudie's every move.

But after a while, beads of sweat had already appeared on Jing Qiudie's forehead.

She panted and exhaled deeply, then looked up at Song Yuesheng who was sitting on the tree: "Sister Yue, I won't catch it anymore. It's too difficult! There are not many people in this world whose martial arts are as powerful as Sister Yue. Sister Yue, I don't want to be a martial arts master, I just want to learn the basics."

"This is just the basics. If you don't believe me, I can find someone to show you how to do it." Song Yuesheng jumped down from the tree, his eyes locked on the direction of the carriage, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Since you're here, don't hide, Master Jun."

elder brother?

Jing Qiudie was stunned.

Oh no, if her brother finds out that she is learning martial arts...

She clenched her fists nervously, praying that what Sister Yue said would not come true.

The curtain of the carriage moved slightly, and a figure slowly walked out of it.

The man was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and had a handsome face.

It was Jun Yu.

He walked up to Song Yuesheng and stopped: "When did you find out?"

Song Yuesheng touched his chin and said, "When we came back from buying buns, the carriage was heavier than when we went there. I can't think of any other possibility except Tibetans."

Then, she saluted Jun Yu politely with her fists clasped.

"Master Jun, I hope you will teach me martial arts for Little Butterfly. However, due to your many years of practice, the rules are different from before. You must actually catch me to win."

Jun Yu snorted: "Why should I listen to your arrangements?"

"Oh."

Song Yuesheng had never expected the male protagonist to get things done.

Jun Yu frowned in dissatisfaction. What was she saying?

Then he saw Song Yuesheng pull out the hairpin from her head, pinch it with her fingers, aim at the tree trunk, and throw it neatly.

With a light "pop" sound, the hosta streaked through the air like a meteor and firmly inserted itself into the tree trunk.

Six points submerged, four points exposed.

Then, Song Yuesheng turned around and looked at the stunned Jing Qiudie with a smile: "This is not just the basics. If you want to learn..."

"No, no, no, Sister Yue, I'd better catch cats. Catching cats suits me." Jing Qiudie interrupted quickly, shaking her head like a rattle.

Not only will the hairpin become useless after practicing like this, but what if my arm gets broken when I throw it...

"Okay, the capture range is the same as before." Song Yuesheng clapped his hands twice, looked at the orange cat lying on the ground, and shouted, "Orange Little Fatty, get to work!"

When the orange cat heard the sound, it let out an excited "meow", then nimbly moved around, starting its game of dodging with Jing Qiudie.

Song Yuesheng stretched his arms, walked slowly to the smooth stone where the bamboo sword was placed, picked up the buns he bought in the morning, and took small bites of them.

In fact, Jing Qiudie was right. It is easier for people to catch people than for people to catch cats. What's more, Fatty Ju is a cat who can only understand human language.

Therefore, she will guide Ju Xiaopang to train Jing Qiudie for the whole morning tomorrow, and they can set off for the Ice Plateau in the afternoon.

Seeing her arranging training as if no one was around and eating buns by herself, Jun Yu felt a little resentful.

He walked over and snatched the half-eaten bun from Song Yuesheng's hand.

A pair of eyes stared at her resentfully.

"Have you forgotten that there is a living person like me?"