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Most of the books she is reading today are about the politics and culture of this era, but it seems that she rarely sees anything about the economic system, probably the economic civilization of this era has not yet developed greatly, after all, in this era of cultivating immortals, people still focus on the mystical magic, and the commercial civilization has not yet been specifically developed.

Such a prospect is beneficial to Ling Motang, but she is thinking about what to use to open up her business path and how to seek her first entrepreneurial fund.

The only place used to exchange and buy in the Liuyun Sect is Hua Gu's Fenghua Fang, and she feels that she should start with Hua Gu first.

After all, she has advanced thoughts, and the era she is in now is far inferior to the civilization and technology of later generations, so what more convenient things have been created in later generations than in ancient times?

"Ling Motang, why are you in a daze, and you are still turning the book so messily." Lu Yan glared at Ling Motang, and subconsciously wanted to reprimand Ling Motang, but his throat moved and he held back his anger and walked away, because Lu Yan felt that his second uncle was not as good as the elders of Qinghua, and the people above Ling Motang were better than the people above him!

Ling Motang sorted out the books in hand in turn and put them on the bookshelf, looking at the time outside and the closing point of the library pavilion, he stretched his waist and was too lazy to go around the long table and leave, directly turned over the long table, jumped off the long table and walked out of the library in a very chic manner.

The glimmer of the remnant sun was very soft, Ling Motang was thinking about how to let Hua Gu get on her thief ship, halfway through, Su Zhuohua, who was dressed in a goose yellow dress and extraordinary, blocked her way, can't she be provoked, Ling Motang's footsteps deviated to the left, and Su Zhuohua blocked the way again, hey, this girl is here to block her.

She smiled at Su Zhuohua with the heart of reaching out and not hitting the smiling face: "Uncle Shi has been doing well lately. "At least Su Zhuohua didn't come to humiliate her when she was punished in Jing Si Hall, it had already given her a lot of face, and now that the enemy can't move, she won't move, and she must not be impulsive until Su Zhuohua doesn't show her intentions.

"Look at your cowardice." Su Zhuohua taunted her.

Ling Motang really felt that Su Zhuohua's nostrils were used to watch people, and when talking to her, Su Zhuohua always raised her head arrogantly, looking arrogant, she didn't care, she just played a little at Su Zhuohua's two nostrils.

Ling Motang sorted out the cloth pocket that had been thrown to her back by her, and was calm: "Uncle Shi said yes." ”

Su Zhuohua choked, probably not expecting Ling Motang to be so spineless, and snorted coldly: "You still look like you can't support the wall with mud, Ling Motang, do you think you can enter the inner gate of the Liuyun Sect?" ”

Ling Motang never thought of entering the inner door, she just wanted to delay time, it was also a shame to be able to stay in Liuyun Sect for a day, why should people get along with themselves, Ling Motang himself felt that he was really muddy and couldn't support the wall.

The light of dusk gradually receded, and the cool breeze hit her, and she shivered and exhaled white breath, Su Zhuohua's fair face became a little dim, but the pride on her face was unstoppable: "I said that you can't enter the inner door at all, you can only roll out of the Liuyun Sect in a gray way, do you believe it?" ”

"I said that tomorrow the sun will rise with the moon, do you believe it?" Ling Motang asked rhetorically.

"I don't believe it." Su Zhuohua did not hesitate, and Ling Motang immediately added: "I don't believe it either." Staggered away from Su Zhuohua's side, Su Zhuohua grabbed Ling Motang's wrist hard, those apricot eyes glared at her fiercely, and the tone attached to Ling Motang's ear was cold: "The Fire Light Beast was released by Qin Xue, isn't it?" ”

Ling Motang's breath stagnated, but Su Zhuohua smiled proudly: "Aren't you wronged to carry the black pot for her?" It seems that she really underestimated Su Zhuohua's IQ, Ling Motang thought that although what she did was not seamless, at least it was not suspicious, but she didn't expect that even Su Zhuohua was not deceived.

"Qin Xue released a fire beast to frame me, you carried the black cauldron for her and was almost expelled from Liuyun, you are really stupid." Su Zhuohua circled around Ling Motang: "Do you know why I didn't tell the master?" What she was playing with in her hand was the sachet that belonged to Qin Xue's body, which must have been left behind on the day when Qin Xue hurriedly released the Fire Light Beast.

I know a!

Ling Motang only knew that he was the stupidest one, and originally wanted to excuse Su Zhuohua and pretend to give her a favor, but he didn't expect Su Zhuohua to see through all this quietly, but it was Ling Motang and Qin Xue who owed Su Zhuohua a favor, if Su Zhuohua directly handed over the sachet left by Qin Xue to the head that day, Ling Motang would have been swept out of the house by Liuyun.

Ling Motang wanted to deceive people, but she didn't know that others regarded her words and deeds as jokes.

Why did Su Zhuohua hide this matter, this is Ling Motang's biggest question now, she went straight to the topic: "Uncle Shi has something to say, I'm stupid." ”

The other party sneered: "If it weren't for picking up Qin Xue's sachet, I would almost think that I owe you a favor, but now you owe me." Ling Motang always thought that Su Zhuohua was arrogant and domineering, and willful and reckless behavior was a manifestation of brainlessness, but she found that she was wrong, Su Zhuohua's domineering and IQ were directly proportional.

"That's what Uncle Shi said." Ling Motang nodded again and again, Su Zhuohua didn't expose it obviously not for the sake of her and Qin Xue's good, it was obviously purposeful and planned, just waiting for her to breathe a sigh of relief and then make their hearts beat again.

Ling Motang rubbed his hands, cheekily put his arm on Su Zhuohua's shoulder, behaving intimately, Su Zhuohua's well-proportioned shoulders stiffened, Ling Motang leaned over and sighed with a smile: "Uncle Zhuohua really didn't expect you to be so good." "Put on Su Zhuohua's tall hat first.

The moon shone with a cold light, and the pavement made of white jade reflected a faint silver light, Su Zhuohua coughed dryly, obviously frightened by Ling Motang's enthusiasm, and Ling Motang then said, "Uncle Shi, why don't we find a secluded place to have a good chat?" ”

Ling Motang raised his eyebrows, Su Zhuohua's eyes flickered as if he was pondering something, his smart eyes exuded a cold light like moonlight, and he said lightly: "It's okay, I want to listen to what flowers can be said from the mouth of my nephew." ”

There has never been equality between Ling Motang and Su Zhuohua, for example, now, Su Zhuohua wants to slaughter Ling Motang fiercely, but Ling Motang is thinking about how to be slaughtered with dignity.

"Say whatever you want." Su Zhuohua took Ling Motang to a remote pavilion, at this time, the crescent moon was bent, the expression on her face standing with her backlight Ling Motang couldn't see it really, the cold wind blew the withered reeds and swayed from side to side to make a "huh" sound, Ling Motang coughed dryly, and his voice became ethereal and unreal: "Uncle Su, if there is anything that offended you in the past, please forgive me." ”

Ling Motang bent down to apologize to Su Zhuohua, trying to be as tactful as possible.