Villagers in homespun short shirts carried farm produce past him, casting sideways glances his way, their eyes twinkling with amusement. He could still hear the fading chatter of their conversation.,As for Qu's thoughts, they were purer than ever. His mind was almost filled with the scriptures of saints and sages; even now, he could "recite from memory" hundreds of brilliant articles and flawlessly recite the Four Books and Five Classics backward.,Everything has its pros and cons. This body is beautiful, fair-skinned, delicate, pretty enough to pass as male. It's very frail. Don't even mention six-pack abs, it's barely 170 centimeters tall, and probably weighs less than a hundred kilograms. It also has a pair of hands that are more white than human beings'.。