Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

The days of thinking back to the valley are not very difficult, Murong Jing is already used to this kind of life alone, and in the thinking back to the valley, she can not go to that annoying morning class. It can be said that Murong Jing likes the thought of returning to the valley very much of.

"Junior Sister Fujing, it's time to eat." A girl in Tianyong Taoist robe walked into the Valley of Thoughts with a food box.

"Senior Sister Fu Bing!" Murong Jing was very happy to see the girl: "You are here, what's delicious today?"

"You girl, you just want to eat." Fu Bing nodded Murong Jing's nose.

Murong Jing disagreed: "Food is the most important thing for the people."

"You." Fu Bing shook her head with a smile, and put the bowl and chopsticks in order: "Elder Sword Holder ordered, even if no one is watching, don't forget etiquette." Saying this, she handed the chopsticks in her hand to Murong Jing.

Murong Jing's smiling face instantly wrinkled into a ball: "What's the matter with him? He still won't let me go even though I'm here?"

Fu Bing patted Murong Jing's head: "Why are you talking? No wonder Elder Holding the Sword said to take good care of you. Have you forgotten why you were punished here?"

Murong Jing didn't want to say more about this matter: "Oh, look, it's all bare here, senior sister, come and bring some seeds next time, or a few big peaches or something."

Fu Bing: "..."

Normally, Sihui Valley should be guarded, but because no one has been punished to enter Sihui Valley in Tianyong for a long time, and ordinary disciples think this is a hard job, so Murong Jing was pleasantly surprised to find that no one was watching she.

So Murong Jing started to have fun in the woods. When she was tired from playing, she would sleep on the tree. There was a waterfall beside the woods, and there was a pool below. When Murong Jing got dirty, she would go there to take a bath. When you are hungry, go to the big jujube tree to pick dates and eat them. Just pay attention to the time and go back before Fubing delivers the meal. It can be said that this period of time is the happiest time for Murong Jing.

Five days passed quickly, and Murong Jing left Sihui Valley with some reluctance (?).

Ling Yue saw Murong Jing who was a little unhappy, thinking that she was sad because she was punished for five days of confinement, so she stepped forward to comfort her.Little did they know that the reason why Murong Jing felt sad was not because of the confinement, but because the confinement was over.

Since she knocked out Ling Yu's tooth, Ling Yu has become a lot more honest and no longer mocks her.After formally joining Huanxu's sect, Ling Yu followed Huanxu to study medical elixir.There was no Ling Yu in the daily morning class, and Murong Jing was quiet for a while, but not long after, a few people who looked at Murong Jing disliked appeared and took Ling Yu's place.There is no other reason. Murong Jing was accepted as an apprentice by the elder holding the sword when she first arrived in Tianyong, and she didn't work hard every morning class. In addition, after Murong Jing was punished by Ziyin to pass her thoughts and return to the valley, the disciples in Tianyong looked at him more and more. She is not pleasing to the eye.But Murong Jing is not used to them, although under Ling Yue's earnest persuasion, he promised him not to fight anymore, but Murong Jing also did some things like stumbling secretly.So the days of the new disciples in Tianyong City are quite exciting.It is often seen that people who were still sneering at Murong Jing one day have rashes all over their faces the next day, or they often eat cockroaches when they eat.For Murong Jing's pranks, the precept elders reprimanded her many times, but every time Murong Jing went into the left ear and out of the right ear, it was still the same after being punished, and every time the precepts were punished for copying the scriptures, Murong Jing was in violation of the law and the penalty was increased. Murong Jing didn't care either, she acted like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.As a result, Jie Lu was very disliked by Murong Jing, and Murong Jing also looked at him with disgust.The final punishment can only be punished by Zi Yin, who punishes Murong Jing to Sihui Valley to copy books.However, Murong Jing still knew some sense of propriety. Although she ignored the punishment of precepts, she always handed in the scriptures that Ziyin copied as punishment.After coming and going, Murong Jing became a frequent visitor to the Valley of Thoughts.

Kunlun Mountain is located in a high position, and there are few thunderstorms, but whenever it rains, there will always be a large number of lightning flashes.

"Boom!"

Murong Jing woke up from the dream, and at this time another flash of lightning flashed outside the window, making her whole body tremble with fright.

"Don't...don't..." Murong Jing didn't dare to look out of the window, and slowly shrunk herself into a ball.

"Help..." Murong Jing sobbed softly, wrapped herself in a quilt, but could still see the trembling of the body underneath.

"Boom!"

"Ah!" Murong Jing screamed with her eyes closed, desperately curled up her body, and desperately wrapped the small quilt inside.

The roar of the thunderstorm covered Murong Jing's voice, but this scream did not escape Zi Yin's ears.

The place where Murong Jing lives is very similar to Ziyin's residence, Ziyin soon arrived at Murongjing's room, but only saw a wriggling dumpling.

Gently uncovering the quilt, the young girl's bewildered look came into Ziyin's eyes.

"Help...don't kill me...don't..." The girl's pupils were out of focus, and she was just murmuring unconsciously.

Zi Yin frowned, stepped forward and hugged the girl's trembling body.

At this time, there was another roar outside, and the girl flinched again.

Ziyin looked out of the window and waved his hands to set up a sound-proof barrier. For a while, the room became quiet, so the girl's crying was particularly obvious.

"It's all right." Ziyin said softly, and a calming spell was cast on the girl, and the girl gradually closed her eyes.

"Don't...don't...I don't want to die..."

Leaning Murong Jing's upper body on her body, Zi Yin patted lightly: "It's all right, it's all right now."

Murong Jing's eyes were closed tightly, she felt a very reliable aura, she couldn't help leaning towards her, and in the safe environment, she also vented the fear in her heart.Even with my eyes closed, tears still flowed down my face.

"Father, mother! Woooooo... Mom and Dad... I... it hurts... Woooooooo... help... help me!"

Looking at the crying girl in her arms, Ziyin's eyes flashed a few inexplicable emotions. Looking at the thunderstorm outside the window, she sighed softly for a long time.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the girl's peaceful sleeping face. After a while, the girl's eyelashes moved slightly, and after a while, she opened her eyes.

Murong Jing vaguely remembered that she seemed to have had a dream, in which she was protected in a warm embrace, and then...

Then she woke up.

Scratching my head, last night seemed to be a thunderstorm night...

It was the first time for me to sleep so soundly on a thunderstorm night.

A terrifying picture flashed in my mind, Murong Jing hurriedly shook her head, no, I can't think about it anymore.

That memory...was really painful.

Ziyin was going to retreat for two months, so Murong Jing didn't have to go to Ziyin's room to study after her morning class, but obviously she couldn't be idle as she wished.

Looking at Ling Yue who dutifully brought him books, the corners of Murong Jing's mouth twitched slightly: "Brother, don't you even need to practice swords?"

Ling Yue said solemnly: "Master told me, junior sister should not slack off in her homework."

Murong Jing: "..." Stinky old man, you haven't forgotten to ask your good apprentice to punish me even after you have retreated!

Trying to squeeze out a friendly smile, Murong Jing said: "Brother, just let it go, you have your own things to do."

Ling Yue nodded and said, "That's right, so I won't go to the Sword Exhibition Stage for a while."

Murong Jing had an ominous premonition.

Ling Yue continued: "Junior Sister, please do your homework in front of the sword tower with me. I'm by your side, you can ask me if you don't understand."

Murong Jing: "..." The premonition came true.

So on the stone table in front of the sword pagoda, Murong Jing kept copying books with a brush and practicing big characters, while in front of the stone table, Ling Yue concentrated on practicing sword.

After copying for half an hour, Murong Jing finally couldn't help but said: "Brother, you practice first, I will do these tomorrow."

"Impossible." Ling Yue put away his sword, and said with a straight face: "Master will definitely test your homework after leaving the customs."

"Oh, senior brother..." Murong Jing frowned, "Do you want me to copy these books non-stop all day long?"

"When you memorize all these by heart, you don't need to copy them."

"..."

Looking at Ling Yue's serious face, Murong Jing felt powerless: "Brother, you have been practicing swords all the time, but I have to keep copying books. It's really boring. Why don't you teach me one move or two and let me practice it?" for fun?"

Ling Yue thought for a while: "Alright, if you really feel bored, I'll help you practice." After finishing speaking, he put away his sword: "Has the meridians of Junior Sister been opened?"

Murong Jing's face turned green instantly.

The so-called opening of the meridians means stretching all the ligaments, tendons and bones.But for Murong Jing, who has absolutely no foundation, the first thing to do is...split.

I still remember when Murong Jing did the splits for the first time, the cry was really earth-shattering, scaring away a lot of birds in the forest.Because of the surprise, the birds became incontinent, so Tianyong was not well that day.

When Zi Yin ruthlessly pressed her shoulders and sat on the ground, Murong Jing only felt that the world was distorted. In the next two days, Murong Jing walked with a limp.

Shaking her head to get rid of those memories, a dark cloud covered Murong Jing's head: "Brother... I think copying books is also a good thing..."

Ling Yue: "..."