Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

When I woke up, it was already the morning of the second day.

The back and forth travel and psychological torture made Murong Jing exhausted physically and mentally, but this time facing Ziyin's emotional catharsis made Murong Jing feel a lot easier.

Sitting up from the bed, she looked around, she was in her own room, it should be the master who sent her back.

Rubbing her slightly red and swollen eyes, Murong Jing inadvertently saw something beside the pillow.

This is... a hair pin?

It was a black wooden hairpin, with a simple and unadorned surface, but there was a faint sound of metal when flicked lightly. A snow lotus quietly bloomed on the head of the hairpin.

She remembered this hairpin, it was the hairpin given by the master when Su Jingxing and Ji's ceremony.But Su Jing only wore it on Jiji day, because after the Jiji ceremony, she went to play with Qingzao and lost it, so she didn't say anything out of fear that Master would blame her.Anyway, she usually has disheveled hair, even if she doesn't wear it, no one will ask.I didn't want to see this hairpin again today.

This should be placed here by the master, doesn't it mean... Murong Jing's face flushed instantly, the master knew that she had lost Ji Li's hairpin, and the master picked it up...

God, what a shame.

Before Murong Jing covered her face and wailed, someone knocked on her door.

"Fu Jing, are you awake? I'm coming in."

It was Senior Sister Fubing's voice, Murong Jing patted her face to wake herself up, got up and replied: "Senior Sister, come in."

The door creaked open, Fubing came in with a basin of water, seeing Murong Jing get up, she put the basin on the table.

"You, you, you sneaked down the mountain without saying a word, and even fought with Ling Yue who was looking for you. I really don't know what else you, a little girl, can cause."

As Fu Bing spoke, she nodded Murong Jing's forehead with hatred: "Do you know how worried we are about you? The foot of the mountain is not as safe as Tianyong City. You just leave the mountain rashly. If you encounter danger or are caught What should I do if the person is sold? Fortunately, you returned safely, if something really happened, let alone yourselves, even if you think about it, the elder holding the sword shouldn't be so hasty!"

Murong Jing touched the forehead that Fu Bing had touched, and her heart immediately felt warm. Although Senior Sister Fu Bing babbled a little, every word she said was concerned about herself.

"Senior Sister, didn't we come back and admit our mistakes?" Murong Jing smiled slightly, with a flattering tone: "Stop talking, you don't know what kind of punishment you will receive in a while."

"You, no matter how much the punishment is, it's still light!" Fubing said this viciously, then turned around and threw the towel that was placed by the basin into it: "Hurry up and wash up, there won't be breakfast in a while."

"Got it!" Murong Jing stuck out her tongue.

It is very simple vegetable porridge, but Murong Jing thinks it is the most delicious thing in the world.

If Ziyin's education is the most successful, it is undoubtedly Su Jing's etiquette education, especially table manners... Don't forget where Su Jing and Yan used to eat.

Murong Jing liked this kind of quiet dining atmosphere very much, she didn't find that today's dining table was too quiet when she was eating seriously.

When Murong Jing got off the table, the seniors and sisters sitting beside her looked at each other with the corners of their mouths twitching and their stomachs covered.

Why do you feel something is wrong?

The punishments of Hanjiao were handed down quickly. Baili Tusu was fined to be confined in the sword tower for one month and copied the door rules fifty times. Murong Jing's punishment was the same old one. One hundred times, do not copy it out.

After all, Su Jing has already suffered all the punishments in Tianyong City in the past ten years...

Han Jiu stroked his beard and took a sip of tea comfortably. Fu Jing is the girl who hates copying books the most. Now that Sihuigu has re-imposed restrictions, she can't get out. With her personality, she can't stand the loss of freedom, so she just Can copy books non-stop.Thinking of Fu Jing's bitter face, Han Jiu couldn't help feeling beautiful.

Little girl, fight with me!

Han Jiu squinted his eyes and took another sip of tea.

Road to Road, very Avenue.The name can be named, very famous.The nameless beginning of heaven and earth; the nameless mother of all things.Therefore, always have no desire to see its wonder; always have desire to see its beauty.These two come from the same place but have different names. They are both called Xuan, which is also Xuan, the gate of all wonders.

Murong Jing rubbed her sore arm, these 81 chapters of the Tao Te Ching, no matter how much or how little, no matter who copied it a hundred times, it would be too much for them.

What Su Jing hates most is this kind of copying. Murong Jing sighed, and the elder discipline can be regarded as the right medicine.

"Senior Sister Fu Jing." A soft and cute voice came, and Murong Jing knew it was Fu Que when she heard it.

"It's so early today." Murong Jing smiled and took the food box from Fu Que.

"Well, I'm going to the Sword Exhibition Stage in a while." Fu Que blushed twice, looked at the stack of papers behind Murong Jing, and exclaimed: "Senior Sister, you actually wrote so much!"

"Is there?" Murong Jing also looked behind her. She didn't feel it when she wrote it, but now it seems that it is really exaggerated, and the paper has already been stacked in a thick pile.

"It's really rare to see senior sister copying books so quietly." Fu Que sighed, and Murong Jing laughed dryly: "Let's not talk about me, how is Tu Su?"

"Oh, Senior Brother Tu Su is also copying books in the sword tower. The elder holding the sword has not been in retreat recently. We can receive instructions from the elder holding the sword at the sword display platform every day!" The elder holding the sword was very excited.

"It's really something to be happy about." Murong Jing smiled: "Then why don't you go quickly, the good places will be gone if it's late."

"Then I'll leave first, and I'll clean up when I come back. See you, Senior Sister!" Fu Que bounced away.

"How are those two today?" After morning class, Han Su sat down and asked casually.

"Back to the head, Baili Tusu was punished for copying in Jiange, and Fu Jing...is also thinking about returning to the valley." Ling Luo reported with a strange expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Ling Luo's expression, Han Su couldn't help asking.

"Reporting to the sect master. That Fujing... is a bit strange."

"It's not her if she's not surprised, what kind of new tricks did she come up with?" Han Su looked like she really did.

"She...is copying the book obediently. The 81 chapters of the Tao Te Ching have been copied [-] times."

"Oh... oh???" Han Su's eyes widened: "Is it really 'Guaiguai' who copied the book?" He also purposely emphasized the word "Guaiguai".

"It's really 'obedient'." Ling Luo nodded like a pest, and it was really funny to match his weird expression: "Yesterday, when Fu Que was cleaning up the dishes, I also went with her, and I saw it with my own eyes."

Han Su rolled her eyes: "What exactly is Fu Jing planning?"

Gently brushing off the peach petals that fell on the paper, Murong Jing dipped in the ink and continued to copy.

"It's really rare to be so obedient." A clear voice came, Murong Jing's hand trembled, and a big ink spot fell on the white paper.

"Are you...finally willing to see me?" Murong Jing asked a little anxiously.

"Could it be that you're hiding from people?" Xinghui snorted softly.

"I...well, what happened to Xun Fang and Ouyang Shaogong?" Murong Jing quickly changed the subject.

"Lang Qingqieyi, you and me." Xing Hui shook his head and said, "We stick together every day, as if the other party will disappear if we turn around."

"Really..." Murong Jing imagined Ouyang Shaogong standing in front of Xunfang and shouting affectionately: "My love!", and couldn't help shaking.

"Let's not talk about them, your current appearance is also very strange." Xing Hui casually took a piece of Tao Te Ching that Murong Jing had transcribed, looked at the rows of neat and clear lower script with hairpin flowers, and frowned his pretty eyebrows: "Since when did your handwriting get so good?"

Murong Jing's hand shook again, and then said calmly: "My handwriting has always been very good, but I haven't written seriously before."

"So this time, is he sincerely 'repenting'?" Xinghui's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Yes." Murong Jing replied seriously, if she hadn't gone down the mountain, she wouldn't have encountered so many things, she wouldn't have known Ouyang Shaogong, and she wouldn't, let alone become what she is now.But if Tu Su didn't go down the mountain, what would happen to him?

Murong Jing felt mixed feelings for a moment.

Xing Hui pushed away the pen and ink on Murong Jing's desk, approached Murong Jing with his hands on the table, and looked straight into her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Murong Jing was suddenly approached, feeling inexplicably weak in her heart.

"who are you?"

who am I?

Murong Jing was stunned for a second, what did he mean?Have you already seen that you are not Murong Jing?

No, I'm Murong Jing, Murong Jing, it's me from beginning to end... That Murong Jing is actually Su Jing.

If everyone thinks that Su Jing is Murong Jing, then who am I?

No...no...Although I know that everyone is in contact with Su Jing, and everyone really cares about Su Jing, but...I am the real Murong Jing!

After a brief silence, the girl raised her head, looked directly into Xinghui's eyes, and said firmly, "Murong Jing."

"Murong Jing?" Xing Hui narrowed his eyes, as if he was doubting the truth of the words.

"Of course." Murong Jing clenched her fists, stood up with determination, and looked down at Xinghui: "I am Murong Jing, the unique Murong Jing!"

Xinghui looked at the girl who suddenly became fierce, and just about to say something, he stood up suddenly: "Someone is coming." He took a deep look at Murong Jing, turned around and disappeared.

Murong Jing bit her lower lip, her clenched fists trembled faintly, her chest heaved violently, and she finally couldn't help lifting the table in front of her.

"Oh, have you finally exposed your true nature? I still think you can bear it for a few days." A playful voice came, Murong Jing took a few deep breaths to calm down, turned around and saw Ling Yu standing at the entrance of Sihui Valley .

"You're here." Murong Jing squeezed out a stiff smile.

"Yeah, I came to watch Fu Jing who is said to be a very well-behaved book copyer, but it seems that I can't watch today." Ling Yu shrugged.

Murong Jing smiled unnaturally: "Yes, I'm not in the mood today, you can go."

"Who made you angry?" Ling Yu raised his eyebrows: "Lingduan has been locked up, and probably no one in Tianyong City dares to come and provoke you."

"You don't need to worry about it." Sitting under the peach tree, Murong Jing sulked and pouted.

"This peach tree is blooming again. When you planted it, you only wanted to eat peaches. Who knows that it only blooms and doesn't bear peaches." Ling Yu smiled.

"There are no bees here to pollinate, so how could it bear fruit?" Murong Jing muttered.

"What did you say?" Ling Yu didn't hear clearly.

"It's terrible to be uneducated. I didn't say anything!" Murong Jing leaned on her head and frowned suddenly.

"Okay, okay, I shouldn't have come at this time... You must be..." Ling Yu seemed to have remembered something, and said with a strange expression: "I will bring you brown sugar next time."

"Got it, got it... wait... brown sugar?" Murong Jing had just recovered from her own thoughts when she heard Ling Yu's words, and Ling Yu had already left after she realized it.

"Who needs brown sugar!!! Why are you thinking about these messy things in your mind!!!!!!"

The author has something to say: Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and Xiaomo is here to wish everyone a happy New Year, and all wishes come true~~~ ! !