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In Qiu Ming's opinion, as long as he looks at the bamboo forest, he will be able to find the two rolls. But he forgot that all the bamboos in the world look similar, and God knows where to hide. He shuttled through the forest to search, but he lost his way, not only could he not find the roll, but he could not even find his way out. Fortunately, the bamboo forest is quiet and elegant, and you will not feel bored when you wander in it, so you can take a walk and exercise.

After a while, Qiu Ming heard a faint sound of talking nearby, and hurriedly followed the sound to find it. Turning a large area of tender bamboo shoots, a small open space appeared in front of him, and Huang Yueying was sitting in the middle of a large group of wooden dolls, babbling to herself.

Qiu Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was originally watching pandas, but he actually crashed into a child's playground, but seeing Huang Yueying giving orders and commanding in the group of dolls, she really has a bit of the demeanor of a female military teacher. Qiu Ming's eyes swept and saw Huang Yueying holding a book in her hand, quite a bit like reading from the book, and couldn't help but feel a little funny. Suddenly, his whole body shook, and his eyes almost bulged out.

The book Huang Yueying held in her hand was antique and looked old. If it were someone else, at most, it would be a sigh that the Huang family is really a scholarly family, and they are willing to treat such ancient books as toys for little babies. But for Tyumen, the shock brought to him by this book was no less than the thunder on the flat ground, which almost made him petrified on the spot in an instant.

Late one night, Qiu Ming and Guo Jia spent all night in the military camp at the foot of the Jing Mountain in Western Hubei to copy this ancient book with the same appearance, and the name of the ancient book was Sun Tzu's Art of War. Qiu Ming still remembered that Sun Jian once said when he got Sun Tzu's Art of War that he only won the upper and middle volumes, and the second volume had been taken to Jiangnan by Sun Xia's subordinates.

The ancient book in Huang Yueying's hand, is it Sun Tzu's Art of War? If so, with Sun Jian's obsession with this book, it is impossible for the two volumes in his hand to flow out, so this is the next volume that fell to Jiangnan? Tyuming's heart was pounding, almost jumping out of his chest.

"What is Cheng doing here?" Huang Chengyan's voice came from behind him, making Qiu Ming tremble. He settled down and asked, "Brother Huang, what kind of book is Ling Ai holding in his hand?" ”

Huang Chengyan laughed, stared into Qiu Ming's eyes and said: "More than a year ago, there was a Jianghu guest who died at the gate of the village, except for this book, there was nothing left to prove his identity. At that time, Ah Ugly happened to catch Zhou when he was too old, so I put this book in it, and she really grabbed this book, haha. His laughter stopped: "What? Does Zecheng also know this book? ”

Qiu Ming sighed and said, "If I say I know, will you kill me?" ”

Huang Chengyan said with a straight face: "Huang Mou has stood up to the sky and the earth all his life, how can he do something to destroy his mouth?" You're underestimating me. ”

Qiu Ming hurriedly apologized: "It's Qiu Ming who is abrupt, but Sun Tzu's Art of War is too big, if the whereabouts of the soldiers know their whereabouts, I am afraid that you, Zhuangzi, will not be able to escape the front of the war." ”

Huang Chengyan said: "I also know that this book is not trivial, but since it falls in my village, it naturally has its fate, and the little girl loves this book so much, and it is another fate." Besides, if it flows in the rivers and lakes, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm, so wouldn't it be better to hide here with my father and daughter? "Reading, a better reading experience.