Chapter 11: The Persistence of the Pipa Spirit

Speaking of Yang Cuidi and Su Changle's acquaintance, in fact, it is just a meeting in Pingshui and helping out.

The predecessor of the school was a plain formed by a large river, surrounded by mountains and rivers and swaying willows, where many spiritual beings lived, and Yang Cuidi was one of them.

At that time, Yang Cuidi was just a willow tree with a little spiritual sense. She was not born in a good position, and the little willow tree was close to the riverbank, and the willow bent down like a curtain, and from time to time the willow branches were broken off by passing boats and pedestrians.

Mortals are sentimental and always complain about what lovesick parting. It's just that one hand is alive and gone, and even if it's not the first time, the little dryad still dies in pain every time.

Just one day, another pair of infatuated men and women were seeing each other off, and they couldn't help but look up and hook the willow branches on their heads, with a few sad love poems in their mouths, and then clicked.......... little dryad took a deep breath, the branches rustled and swayed, and he was ready to usher in the pain of breaking his hand again.

"Don't pull it out." The woman opened her mouth softly, and under the veil was a cherry-red lip that exhaled like an orchid. The little dryad unconsciously opened his consciousness and secretly looked at the person who spoke.

"It's a pity that the branches will wither when they are pulled out, so it's better to let it continue to swagger here." The woman beckoned to the man and chuckled, and the man immediately nodded, resigned, apparently bewildered by the beauty.

The woman boarded the boat with the support of the man. Her body was graceful, her waist was as slender as a willow, and the little tree demon quietly put away the willow branches that danced in the wind, for fear that she would accidentally scratch the silk on the beauty's body.

"Hehe......"

"It's spiritual, and it's a pity to stay here and let people spoil it......"

I thought it was just a passing by, but since the woman left, the little dryad has never been cut off by a boring person.

In fact, those mortals could no longer see her, as if they were blocked by some obstacle, and as soon as they approached their extended roots, they would immediately turn in the opposite direction.

Cultivation pays attention to cause and effect, and the little tree demon knows that she owes the other party a favor, and if she doesn't repay it in the future, she will not be able to break through, so she has devoted herself to cultivation for the past three hundred years, quietly waiting for the call of her benefactor.........

"Little Dryad, your location is convenient, why don't you take care of my third sister for me and help her get familiar with human feelings."

Yang Cuidi looked at Yu Ziqiong, who was covered in black gas, and the benefactor's voice sounded in her ears again, and she could only try her best to fight against the fear of blocking the car with her mantis arm.

"God List!" Yu Ziqiong didn't even smile this time, she gritted her teeth and said, "Where is that book?" ā€

Yang Cuidi sighed, blaming himself for being too talkative, he didn't have to think about it to know that the content inside would definitely make the other party go berserk every second. But she is just a hundred-year-old demon, what else can she do in the face of a thousand-year-old demon on the verge of rage?

Thinking of this, she sighed again, and could only be sorry for her benefactor.

Yang Cuidi reluctantly pointed behind the other party: "You go over there and take a look." ā€

Yu Ziqiong immediately turned around and saw that there were only one teaching building erected on the opposite side of the vast playground, which had nothing to do with her topic at all.

"What are you asking me to see?" Yu Ziqiong turned around, a dead leaf floated by, and there was no demon.

That's right, the willow demon made a rational choice, when a fragile little demon faced an angry old demon would make the decision - escape.

Although he was very spineless, Yang Cuidi really did the right thing. As the foundation owner of the school, her breath is well integrated into the entire campus, and Rao is Yuziqiong changed her career to become a dog demon without the slightest trace.

Realizing that she had been tricked, Yu Ziqiong was so angry that her face turned blue on the spot, and she was almost about to turn back into the prototype for a pipa boom, and it was best to be able to shake all the land within a radius of hundreds of miles to the earth cow and shake out the timid willow demon!

"Okay, I'll find it myself!!"

The girl's black hair fluttered, and a pair of slender long legs swayed under her skirt. If you ignore half of her statue face turned into jade, just looking at the back she left behind in the sun, it is really a youthful and moving scene.

Since the Fengshen List is a book, where do you want to find a book?

Yu Ziqiong returned to the classroom, finally calming down her anger.

It just so happened that the mortal at the next table was seated, and Yu Ziqiong raised her head and faced the young man's upright side face.

The rustling of the pages turned sound, and the young man held his cheeks while flipping through the books in his hands, occasionally his eyelashes trembled, and his slender fingers clasped his chin, looking serious and devoted.

Sure enough, he is a very talented mortal, right?

"Fengshen Bang," after being at the same table for almost five days, Yu Ziqiong felt that this mortal should be able to communicate, and she said tentatively: "Have you read that book?" ā€

The first time the other party took the initiative to talk, An Yunian was surprised in his heart, but soon he adjusted his expression and said lightly: "Yesterday's homework?" Naturally. ā€

didn't feel the other party's slightly ostentatious tone, Yu Ziqiong was very satisfied: "Then borrow my book." ā€

"Huh?"

She hasn't seen the god list? An Yunian frowned slightly, but quickly let go, girls have always disliked the theme of fighting and killing, Dream of Red Mansions and The Story of the West Chamber may still be a little interested, and the theme of the Fengshen List will probably be annoying if you don't turn a few pages, right?

In this case, you may not be able to complete your homework for the next week. He is the class president, and the other party is a new classmate and tablemate, so he can't ignore it.

Not understanding what he was compromising on, An Yunian exhaled a shallow breath without a trace. He took out the homework book from his schoolbag, handed it to Yu Ziqiong and said, "I have the experience of making an abstract, and I can write a few hundred words after reading it." ā€

Yu Ziqiong took it cautiously, and flipped to the summary he said. This time, she didn't use the jade slip in her divine sense, but carefully used her own head to look at it.

Disturbed like that, the boy couldn't concentrate on reading, he stared quietly at his hands folded in front of his abdomen, and when the other party was bored, he threw the notebook back to him.

But unexpectedly, the girl handed him the book and said softly, "I want to read the original book, can you take me to find it?" ā€

An Yunian raised his head and met the girl's beautiful pale face.

When the kingdom is about to perish, there will be demons.

This sentence can probably run through half of the content of the god list.

In fact, Yu Ziqiong already knew in her heart that at that time, the heavens and the world were looking around, and it was impossible that nothing was left behind, and she and her two sisters were in the middle of it.......

"Over there, on that shelf." Two boys and girls searched for the call number and walked through the rows of iron shelves full of books.

Unlike An Yu, who is familiar with the road, this is the first time Yu Ziqiong has come to the library, a treasure trove of mortal knowledge.

The air is closed, but the smell of ink is more relaxing than a classroom full of sweat and smell. The girl put her hands behind her back, like a duckling following a mother duck, and followed the boy leisurely.

An Yunian glanced behind him from time to time to confirm that the other party had followed. There were many winding aisles in the library, and he was afraid that the girl would be left behind in the vast sea of books if she was distracted.

It's really not that he's too nosy, it's really that the other party is too stupid, and not paying more attention feels like leaving a disabled person to fend for himself.

An Yunian was helpless about this inexplicable sense of guilt.

As soon as the words "...... over here" fell, the girl who had been slowing down immediately rushed out.

Because the bookshelf aisle was narrow, she slipped into the gap between the arms of the person in front of her, and came to the shelf of the book at once. Yu Ziqiong was busy happy, but she didn't notice that the two were too close.

The girl's hair tickled the boy's nose, but he endured it, because the temperature on his face was even more embarrassing.

"Borrow it and look at it." Before the other party turned the page, An Yunian hurriedly built yƬ.

He puffed out his chest and spoke hard, for as soon as he relaxed, his stiff body would lean forward against the soft body, and in an awkward way it would become the back of the chair in which the girl stood and read.

Helping classmates is the duty of the class president, and it doesn't stop there. The boy stepped back slightly, letting the girl go first.

Yu Ziqiong went home with the book, and when she opened the door, she saw Hu Qiaoxi sitting on the sofa.

Her expression was solemn, and she immediately got up as soon as she saw Yu Ziqiong come back.

"The past is gone." Hu Qiaoxi stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to take something, and Yu Ziqiong immediately understood what was going on.

She rarely lost some temper: "Why don't you let me watch it?" ā€

She wanted to know more, more...... About the suffering of her sisters, about the hateful enemies.

"I've said everything you should have said." Hu Qiaoxi's palms were flattened forward, obviously not intending to explain in depth.

Not to be outdone, Yu Ziqiong protected her schoolbag on her chest and faced it with a cold face.

Usually the fox and the pheasant are boring and playing, but this will be the first time that Yuziqiong and her sister have faced each other.

is different from the spicy scoundrel in front of Su Changle, in the face of Yuziqiong's stubborn face, Hu Qiaoxi's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and her shrill voice was extremely tough: "Catching the past in vain will only make the third sister fall into a demonic obstacle." ā€

"What is written in it that I can't read?" Yu Ziqiong's hand had just reached out to the schoolbag, and Hu Qiaoxi had already quickly shot a magic trick.

Unexpectedly, the other party's arbitrary action, Yu Ziqiong's whole body suddenly couldn't move, and she could only watch Hu Qiaoxi walk towards her, take out the book from her schoolbag, and then conjure up a sharp beak, spit out a handful of bright red demon fire, and burned the book on the spot.

"This is the eldest sister's confession," Hu Qiaoxi turned back into his mouth and scattered ashes.

She looked at Yu Ziqiong with a complicated face and said, "She is right, in the past, your heart was the most stable among us, but now, ...... A book can make you lose your temper so far, but if you really meet the descendants of the Jiang family one day, you would rather burn the jade with them than escape with us, right? ā€

Flashing his sister's reproachful gaze, Hu Qiaoxi explained lightly: "When the third sister and you experience Hongchen and stabilize your cultivation, you will naturally not care about this kind of past, and we will not care how many copies of the god list you want to see." But for now, please be a "mortal" who doesn't know anything. ā€

"That's borrowed," Yu Ziqiong was also very calm, reading out the words that An Yunian had warned herself.

"Late return of books, fines accrual; If the original book is damaged, the penalty will be ten times the original price. ā€

......... "Why didn't you say it earlier!" qaq