The Yin-Yang Tunes of Transmigrating Books

"Don't call me senior anymore. I and your... that Chongguang are in the same line of master. You can call me uncle. Since your cultivation foundation is too shallow, take this book first. Is there any need?" You can ask me where you will meet. Now, I will take you to meet my master."

Feng Ximing took out a cheat book out of thin air and handed it to Han Jing who was closest to her, and then walked forward on her own.

Halfway through the walk, Feng Ximing stopped as if suddenly realizing something, turned her head and shouted at the two people who were left behind, "What are you doing there, why don't you quickly follow?!"

"...What the hell?_?" Thinking that you would slap your ass and leave after throwing the cheat book to us, Han Jing reluctantly raised her hand to wipe away the cold sweat that didn't exist.

"Ex...uncle, we're here." Chi Ling cast a reproachful glance at Han Jing, and took the initiative to hold Han Jing's hand. Han Jing also hooked Chi Ling's finger with his little finger in response. They caught up with Feng Ximing side by side.

The young couple love each other regardless of time and place!

Feng Ximing glanced at them and stopped paying attention to their small movements. After all, to Feng Ximing, who is currently single, it was full of malice.

If Feng Ximing knew that there is a saying in modern times called "Xiuen loves to die quickly", she would definitely use this saying on the two of them without hesitation.

Someone who has a date and is blatantly showing affection, I really want to burn it!

Passing through the shade of green bamboos, you will find a world that is completely different from before. The stream is gurgling, and it turns thousands of times under the obstruction of the stones, and finally merges into a small stream.

Before they had time to appreciate the beauty and beauty of the scene they saw, Han Jing and the two hurriedly followed behind Feng Ximing.

"This is..." Even though Chi Ling was calm and composed, she couldn't help being surprised at this moment.

The three walked along the bank to the end of the creek, but Feng Ximing stopped, muttering something, and drew a small door in the void with his bare hands.

"I like to study some formations since I was a child, and this is one of the space formations. We will go in later, and the two of you must not disturb her."

When talking about "her", it is rare for a person as unrestrained and unrestrained as Feng Ximing to speak very softly. She stroked the door panel, and there was a trace of nostalgia and sadness in her eyes.

"Master, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Jing." Chi Ling took a step ahead and replied swearingly, after finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at Han Jing.

"...Hmm." Han Jing silently swallowed her heart, and responded disgruntled.Tears, so she is actually a noisy person in the heart of the senior sister?

"Follow me in." After Feng Ximing nodded approvingly, she walked into the small door first.

Feng Ximing's figure disappeared behind the door, and Han Jing and Chi Ling, who were behind, looked at each other and walked in one after the other. The small door also disappeared out of thin air.

Behind this small door is a vast white world with scattered snowflakes and howling cold wind.The ice layer on the ground is thick, and people walking on it will make a crisp sound of "squeak", and the appearance of a group of three people is reflected on the ice.

"...Why is this a world of ice and snow here? It's so cold! Ling'er, are you cold?" Han Jing shrank her neck, first couldn't help wrapping her arms around her and muttered in a low voice, then hurried to Chi Ling's side, Hugging her tightly, he used his own body temperature to warm Chi Ling's body.

Chi Ling shook her head, but snuggled into Han Jing's arms obediently, "I don't mind, but Xiao Jing, you look cold, is it okay?"

"No...it's okay, I'm in good health, I can hold on!" Han Jing gritted her teeth and shook her head repeatedly, but the arm around Chi Ling's waist was even stronger.

"Look at my memory, I actually forgot that you two can't withstand the cold here with your current cultivation. Come on, I'll put a curse on you." Feng Ximing, who was walking in front, was full of guilt Stopping in his tracks, he cast a curse on Han Jing and the two of them with a look of guilt.

Feng Ximing would never admit that she intentionally caused those two people to suffer, but why did they always show their affection in front of her without restraint!

"..." Actually, you did it on purpose!Han Jing glared at Feng Ximing's back indignantly.

"Xiao Jing, don't be upset, uncle, she is envious." Chi Ling touched Han Jing's head while talking, and Han Jing nodded approvingly.

And Feng Ximing, who was walking in front, choked up blood in her chest when she heard this, so that she didn't turn her head back along the way, she was really afraid that if she couldn't bear it for a while, she would burn the two guys behind to death!

During the days when An Xiaosui lived in the academy, she deeply realized that she had been completely fooled by the TV drama.

Which brainless screenwriter could come up with the idea of ​​two roommates sharing the same couch!She and classmate Xiaobailian, ahem, classmate Yue Li clearly have a bed for each person, desks are arranged on both sides, and a screen is placed between their respective beds.

You don't have to worry about your identity being discovered. The last boulder in your heart fell to the ground. An Xiaosui breathed a sigh of relief, "Then it's time to write with peace of mind, ah bah, writing a book."

So, on the second day, after finally getting through get out of class, An Xiaosui couldn't wait to lay out the rice paper, ready the pen and ink, and began to splash ink with confidence.

However, after writing a few words, a hairy head stretched out, "Brother An, are you preparing to write a book?"

An Xiaosui looked up and saw Yue Li was looking at her with admiration on her face. Feeling embarrassing for a moment, she blushed slightly and explained to her with a little embarrassment, "It's the master's ability to write a book. A mediocre person who can only write novels."

"What is a novel?" It was the first time Yue Li heard such a novel vocabulary.

"Uh, a style similar to the storybooks on the street." An Xiaosui was stunned for a while, and finally remembered the storybooks she saw at the market.

"Oh, then you must let me read it when you finish it." Yue Li didn't know if he understood what a novel is, but he lost his initial interest and said perfunctorily.

This appearance fell into An Xiaosui's eyes exactly, and she didn't care too much.Instead, she was thinking about how Hengmei suddenly understood what a novel is?

Well, it seems that Hengmei is much smarter.Comparing the two, An Xiaosui couldn't help but draw such a conclusion in his heart.

Seeing that Yueli finally returned to his desk to read in dismay, An Xiaosui continued to bury his head in writing.However, this is of no use, because even though An Xiaosui has learned calligraphy for a while and has a certain foundation, her "flying on the grass" still cannot be seen by others.

Not to mention the simplified characters that popped up from time to time, that is, white characters. If those old scholars saw her, they would definitely call her to scold her for several hours, and talk about things that made people's ears callous.

Looking at the messy ink marks in front of her eyes, An Xiaosui's forehead hurts a bit. Sure enough, she is still not used to writing with a brush, so it is necessary to pirate the achievements of her predecessors.

Just do it, An Xiaosui left the room without saying a word, and went straight to the kitchen.

Yue Li was wondering why there was no movement, put down his book and looked around, and found that An Xiaosui was no longer in the room, "So it's time for lunch? Where did Brother An go?"

"Perhaps it was because he saw that I was working too hard on the book and couldn't bear to disturb me, so he went to the cafeteria on his own." Yue Li imagined An Xiaosui's "kind gesture" and immediately had a good impression of her.

An Xiaosui didn't know that she had inadvertently increased the favorability of her roommate Yue Li, because right now she was busy tinkering with that charcoal pencil.

After finally asking the cook for charcoal, An Xiaosui was picking out a charred branch from a pile of charcoal slag, holding it in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

As a result, the originally white palms were covered with charcoal, and they were all black.

"How did your hands become so black... Also, what is that black thing in your hand?" Heng Mei walked over from nowhere, and saw An Xiaosui squatting all the way She didn't know what she was doing on the ground, but when she got closer to take a look, she was even more shocked by her abnormal behavior.

"Oh, that's what you're asking. It's a treasure, and I'll have to rely on it from now on!" An Xiaosui raised the charcoal in her hand to Hengmei's eyes nonchalantly, and introduced this hard-won item to her with a smile on her face. baby.

"Shu Hengmei is shallow and ignorant, and I don't know what the wonderful use of this thing is."

"Of course it's for writing."

"Writing? Don't use a good brush, but use this charcoal to write?"

"You don't believe I can write with it?"

"Believe it or not, you won't know until you see it."

"Then you'll have to take a closer look later." An Xiaosui said confidently as she clenched the charcoal in her hand.

An Xiaosui had sworn to make a promise before, but now her face has collapsed.The rice paper couldn't bear the sharpness of the charcoal, and within a short while, the clean white paper was covered with large and small holes.

"Uh... It's just my miscalculation, it will definitely work with a different kind of paper!"

An Xiaosui insisted persistently that Heng Mei didn't tease her, but comforted her softly, "It doesn't matter, you can try to write on another paper."

"By the way, the paper for printing books." An Xiaosui suggested when she noticed the half-closed book on the table from the corner of her eye when she was lost.

"Jade board paper is too thin to be used for writing on it with charcoal, but this mulberry paper is made from mulberry bark. Although the quality of the paper is not as good as that of rice paper, it is thicker than rice paper. Maybe you can give it a try." Hengmei nodded in agreement.

"Let me just say, how could it be difficult to write!" An Xiaosui was affirmed, and she felt happy again.

However, soon she couldn't laugh anymore, just because Heng Mei said, "Do you have money to buy mulberry paper?"

"...No money." An Xiaosui understood that a penny would be difficult for a hero.

"Paper, I can provide it to you, but I have one condition." Heng Mei spoke at the right time, she concealed the sly smile on the corner of her mouth, and said lightly.

"What condition?" An Xiaosui was not so easy to be fooled by being courteous for nothing. She had to ask clearly before deciding whether to agree or not.

"Every time you write an article in the future, I will be the first reader."

"So it's the condition, I thought it was..." She thought it was something very embarrassing.

"No problem, I promise you." An Xiaosui readily agreed without thinking.

"Then it's settled." Sure enough, he is a fool, so easy to deceive.To be the first reader of every article of yours means that you must stay by my side for the rest of your life.

Since reaching an agreement with Hengmei, the paper problem has been completely solved, and An Xiaosui also sent each chapter written to Hengmei for review, and then handed over the manuscript to the printing shop at the foot of the mountain for printing and publishing. , she earns royalties from it.

This day, An Xiaosui was thinking hard about the plot in the room, but there was a commotion outside the door, and after a while, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Brother An, I heard that the dean's daughter has come to the academy, why don't you go and see it?" It turned out that the roommate Yue Li pushed open the door and walked up to An Xiaosui, who was lying on the table and writing quickly. at the table.

An Xiaosui put down the pen helplessly, scratched her head and looked at Yue Li with a puzzled face, this guy really doesn't look like a girl at all, he looks like a foolish kid, no wonder she disguised herself as a man in the academy for a long time No one ever doubted her identity.