Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

A piece of paper full of delicate lowercase letters was turned over, and the expression on Han Zhuo's face became more and more tangled.

"Did she really write it herself? Didn't Fuqu and Fubing help her?"

"Yes, the disciple has confirmed that this is indeed copied by Fu Jing herself." Ling Fu still felt unreal when he thought of the scene he saw that day.Oh my god, he actually saw Fu Jing copying the book quietly and gracefully, this is simply too terrifying!

"Has this girl really changed her temper? Or is she planning a bigger conspiracy?" Han Jiu stroked his beard and thought.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes... She really didn't have any abnormalities in this month, and she has already finished transcribing, so..." Ling Fu hesitated.

"Since the copying is finished, let's release it." Although Han Jiu felt weird, but now he can't pursue it anymore.

"A little further down, that's it, use some strength!"

Her wrist was about to break, and Murong Jing couldn't help sighing contentedly while enjoying Fu Qu's comfortable massage service.

It can be regarded as finished!

"Senior Sister, I also admire you, add up to two hundred times, two hundred times! Otherwise, I must be insane, you actually copied them all!" Fu Que pressed Murong Jing's arms and shoulders, while sighing incessantly : "But Senior Sister, you have to hold back this meeting, don't go to the Elder of Discipline to give him a 'surprise' just after you get out of Sihui Valley Rescue."

Murong Jing smiled wryly: "Okay, I don't want to be punished for copying again, and I don't want to cause trouble for myself anymore." She was blacklisted by the Sword Demonstration Stage, and the places she can go are the Sword Tower, The scripture hall and cafeteria...

Touching the rough bark, memories of the past emerged in front of my eyes.

"She" was punished and came to beat dates under this jujube tree...

"She" met Xi Miaohua here, and it was the first time she knew the existence of "Qingzao".

"You're back." Qingzao's deep voice sounded.

Murong Jing froze, and nodded unobtrusively: "En."

"Usually I sneak back happily, why is it different this time?" Qingzao's voice was full of kindness.

"I... encountered a lot of things." Murong Jing sat down a little lonely: "Suddenly I feel that my life in the past is like a dream. Now, this dream has awakened."

"It seems that you have slept long enough." The woman's gentle voice came, and Murong Jing raised her head, looking in surprise at Xi Miaohua who was not far away with a smile on her face.

"Sigh... Senior?"

Seeing Murong Jing's tongue-tied expression, Xi Miaohua stepped forward and gently pinched her cheek with one hand: "What's the matter? You haven't woken up yet?"

"No, no, no..." Murong Jing waved her hands again and again: "I... I'm just a little surprised, it's been a long time." Just now, the Huaniangniang Temple she saw in Bishan suddenly popped up in her mind, and then she was caught by her The idea thundered.

Why did I suddenly think of this?

"You have calmed down a lot this time you went out." As a ghost fairy, Xi Miaohua keenly felt that the situation in Murong Jing's body was quite different from before, but she still calmly stroked Murong Jing's hair: " This hair bun is very suitable for you, it looks much neater, and this hairpin is more quiet." Looking at Murong Jing's reddish cheeks when he mentioned the hairpin, he joked: "This hairpin... seems to be given to you by your master, right? .”

"Xiqian... how did elder sister Xi know?" Murong Jing's eyes widened with doubts on her face.

"Of course I know." Xi Miaohua was very satisfied with Murong Jing's reaction: "The snow lotus on this hairpin is made of the warm jade from Kunshan that I found. That year Ziyin said that he would give a gift to his apprentice, I don’t know what to prepare, so I naturally asked me. I was looking forward to you bringing it back then.”

Murong Jing was very embarrassed, Xi Miaohua and Shizun prepared the gift with so much care, but Su Jing lost it the day after she got it.

In the past, Su Jing also dreamed of being a gentle and elegant lady with long hair reaching her waist, who could not only wield a sword to enjoy the world, but also be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting...but this is just a dream.

And Xi Miaohua... Murong Jing looked at the gentle woman in front of her, and asked in a strange way: "Can you play the piano?"

Cultivation, reading, research... Murong Jing's normal routine for a month once again attracted the attention of Tianyong City.

Disciple A of Tianyong: "I heard that Fu Jing changed her temper?"

Disciple B of Tianyong: "It's more than that, it's a different person!!"

Disciple A of Tianyong: "A different person?"

Disciple C of Tianyong: "That's right! I was passing by the lobby that day, just in time to see Fu Jing meeting the elder of discipline, and she actually smiled gently at the elder...and saluted and bid farewell!!"

Disciple A of Tianyong: "Oh my god, this is terrible!!!"

Disciple B of Tianyong: "It is said that I went to the woods that day, and I saw a handsome lady playing the piano under the jujube tree in the forest. The person is gentle and lovely, charming and charming, which made me feel admiration... But when I walked in and saw it clearly, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!!!" Tianyong disciple B, who was still recalling just now, suddenly turned pale, with a lifeless look on his face. Ke Lian: "That's actually Fu Jing!!"

Tianyong Disciple A + Tianyong Disciple C: "No!!"

"However, it is true." Tianyong disciple B covered his face: "Boundless Heavenly Venerable, it must be Master who wants to punish me for my lack of practice in the past two days, and punish me with such nightmares. The moment I saw my face clearly, I thought I will never want to see the back of any woman playing the piano in my life... Women are really scary!!! Playing the piano! Can you imagine? She is actually playing the piano!!"

Disciple A of Tianyong clutched his chest, with a look of shock on his face: "Stop talking, my heart can't take it anymore! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this is the scariest story I've ever heard!"

"Brother, I express my deepest sympathy." Disciple C of Tianyong looked regretfully at disciple B of Tianyong, who was filled with grief and indignation: "Let's practice the Tao honestly, and don't touch the hearts of others—this time it's Fu Jing, Who can guarantee that the next time the person playing the piano will be a woman?"

Tianyong Disciple B: "Why do I not understand what you mean and feel extremely upset?"

Tianyong Disciple C: "Don't care about these details."

Tianyong Disciple B: "..."

Disciple A of Tianyong: "Tell me, did she become a monster?"

Disciple B of Tianyong slapped him on the head: "You are stupid, what monster can fool the master and the sword-wielding elder!"

Disciple A of Tianyong: "Then what stimulated her?"

Disciple C of Tianyong: "Who knows, she has become like this since she came back from the mountain."

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay, and it took a while before they said: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable!! The outside world is really scary!!"

"Zheng!"

"Don't use so much force." Xi Miaohua held Murong Jing's red fingers dumbfounded: "Playing the piano is not a war, even if you don't think about your fingers, you have to think about how the piano feels."

Murong Jing: "...Um, alright. But I never thought that learning the piano would be so difficult."

"There is such a simple thing in the world." Xi Miaohua nodded Murong Jing's forehead: "But you also surprised me, why do you want to learn the piano all of a sudden?"

It's hard to say that this is just to fulfill a dream... Murong Jing could only pretend to be stupid: "I just... want to learn."

"You girl, you are used to being wild, and now you want to learn from these daughters." Qingzao's playful laughter made Murong Jing's cheeks flush, as if she hadn't seen it: "Ziyin hasn't been able to do it for more than ten years." Tell you to calm down... Huh? Little girl, do you have a sweetheart?"

"No!" Murong Jing hurriedly retorted, but she didn't know that this would only make people more suspicious: "Don't guess!"

"Zi Yin should also take care of his good apprentice." Xi Miaohua said with a smile: "Jing'er is also the age to discuss marriage."

"Sister Xi, why are you like this? You should care more about Tu Su and Qingxue than me." Murong Jing was defeated.

"Don't tell me, I forgot. You have been avoiding Tu Su for the past few days, and you don't talk when you meet each other. Are you having a conflict?"

"No..." Murong Jing's heart sank to the bottom. Tu Su had half of Su Jing's soul in her body. Although it was confirmed that those souls did not bear much memory, she was always afraid that Tu Su would discover something after being in touch with her for a long time. Even if someone told him to kill him, he would not be able to figure out what the truth was.

"Zi Yin is very worried about you." Xi Miaohua's gentle voice came, matched with the afternoon sun, it made people feel warm.Murong Jing leaned her head on her shoulder and listened quietly.

"Don't always dwell on the past, think about your master and those who care about you, and living happily is the best response."

Baili Tusu was reviewing the content of the morning class at the sword exhibition platform, when he suddenly received a letter. After reading the signature of the letter, his frozen expression instantly shattered.

He rushed to the sword tower briskly, and Baili Tusu didn't care about being rude, and ran directly outside Murong Jing's room.

Murong Jing was making the bed when she suddenly heard Baili Tusu's voice: "Senior Sister, it's me! I have something to ask you for!"

It was rare to see Baili Tusu lose his composure. Murong Jing opened the door curiously, and saw Baili Tusu's smiling face.

"what happened?"

Baili Tusu said excitedly: "Qingxue has sent a letter!"

Murong Jing: "..."

Well, Murong Jing has to admit that the power of love is great... But Tu Su, what about the high coldness that was agreed?

Murong Jing complained silently in her heart, then frowned.

Gao Leng...what do you mean?

Baili Tusu here wanted to say something, a young disciple in a Taoist robe ran over: "Brother Tusu! Your letter!"

Another one?Both Baili Tusu and Murong Jing saw the surprise in each other's eyes, who else?Is Fang Lansheng?

The two of them guessed right, the letter was from Fang Lansheng. Looking at the thick pile of letters, Murong Jing raised her forehead. Does the little guy have to read letters like this?

However, today seemed to be a special day. Before the two letters were opened, another young disciple came to deliver the letter.

"A letter from Tu Su again?" Murong Jing asked.

"Yes." The little disciple nodded, then shook his head again: "No, no, there is also a letter from Senior Sister Fu Jing."

"Me?" Murong Jing pointed to herself, who would write to her?

When Murong Jing and Baili Tusu got their letters, before Baili Tusu could react, Murong Jing's face turned black instantly.

Those two letters were signed by Ouyang Shaogong.

The author has something to say: In the past, Su Jing also dreamed of being a gentle and elegant lady with long hair reaching her waist.

And Xi Miaohua... Murong Jing looked at the gentle woman in front of her, and asked in a strange way: "Can you fart?"