[No time travel] [No system] [No golden finger] [No cultivation] A history of Machiavellian martial arts.
Li Su was so poor that he only had a stomach full of books.
He worked as a clerk in a second-hand bookstore, earning twenty coins a day, and went home to cook medicine for his mother. Until he pulled out a piece of paper from the cracks of an ancient book - nine symbols, a set of sound martial arts.
That night the bookstore was burned down by a green fire.
He doesn't know martial arts, and his greatest strength is moving books. But he had read "Guangyun" and could use phonology to dismantle the logic behind that set of symbols. The whole world has been looking for something for thirty years, but only one poor scholar can understand it.
The daughter of the teahouse owner said: What you owe me, you can pay it back when you have the opportunity in the future.
He felt that he might not be able to repay this debt.
