Chapter VII: Discovery
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He Qianyue held the notebook and giggled for a while, and walked around for a while. I don't know what wonderful places she sees, and she will still chant words and curse in a low voice with teary eyes.
Jun Changning, who was interrupted from thinking again, had to sigh and put down the pen in his hand. She glanced at He Qianyue, who was obsessed with the script, and unconsciously looked at Luo Changhao by the door, and happened to meet his gaze.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, and once again looked at He Qianyue who was sitting on the ground next to the bookshelf.
The person being watched didn't notice it, his eyes didn't leave the book for a while, and he slapped his thigh excitedly, "Hack him to death!" Hahaha! γγγγγγβ
Jun Changning twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his face away with a little weakness, not daring to look at Luo Changhao. She rubbed her forehead, and inexplicably felt her brain pounding.
"It's time to eat!" Luo Changhao was also a little weak-hearted, and stiffly broke the embarrassing atmosphere.
"γγγγγγ children are noisy and don't look at people's facesγγγγγ"
"γγγγγγDon't overturn a boatload of people with a rodγγγγγγ"
Yesterday's conversation is still fresh in my ears.
The more Luo Changhao thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Jun Changning. To make up for a psychological attack, I took the initiative to take out the ingredients I brought and cook them, and cooked them with special care.
Attracted by the wonderful storyline in the script, He Qianyue, who was fascinated by it, faintly smelled the fragrance of food, and was awakened by the hunger in her belly: "Huh? It's time to eat? β
Jun Changning and Luo Changhao: "γγγγγγ"
The two watched in amazement as He Qianyue gobbled up lunch, and kept picking up the notebook to continue reading. Finally, I couldn't stand the meeting.
Luo Changhao has seen the warmth and coldness of his whole life, except for Jun Changning, who is a little kind to him, he has always been tough on outsiders: "Drive her away, she's too noisy!" Annoying! β
"It's still raining outside," Jun Changning hesitated, "Why don't we tell her about it!" β
"Are you sure she'll listen?" Luo Changhao glanced at He Qianyue coldly and disgustedly, this girl didn't even say thank you for eating him!
Jun Changning sighed helplessly, looked at the rain outside the door, thought for a while and said, "I'll go upstairs to meditate, can you put up with her for a day?" I called her upstairs too! "Although this is not very useful for the monk's ears, it is good, out of sight and out of mind, right?
Luo Changhao didn't think much of what she did, but he couldn't say anything more, so he nodded reluctantly.
No one has been on the second floor for about a hundred years, and those expensive dust-proof, insect-proof, and anti-corrosion formations have long since ceased to work. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, Jun Changning waved his sleeves and opened the window, and the floating dust came to his face.
After quickly cleaning up a clean place, Jun Changning pulled He Qianyue up and put it away, and slowly came to the window.
From here, the view is even wider, and even the spire in the distance can see the outline. Looking down at the deep cliff, I always feel like I will fall down if I am not careful, but I am fascinated by this dangerous and mysterious thrill.
She looked sideways at He Qianyue, who was immersed in the world of the book, how could she fall into a drama full of loopholes so easily? If that's what the average girl should be, she really can't think of any reason to compromise with the world. It's, it's too confusing, isn't it?
The red-clothed man in Langhuan Pavilion looked at the doubts on the girl's face, and raised his eyebrows reservedly.
Jun Changning scratched his head and waved away those meaningless thoughts, took out the futon and began to meditate. The blue-white outer disciple's dress is upright, and his temperament is clean with a little ethereal of death.
In the past two days, she has been pondering the problem of the small universe in her body, I don't know if it is her delusion, she finds that she really doesn't seem to lose weight anymore. After thinking about it, her research has not achieved half of the results, so where did the word not lose weight come from, and I can't help but be very frustrated.
The frustration didn't stay long, and He Qianyue's giggling laughter over there immediately woke her up.
Jun Changning took out the recorder that He Qianyue gave her last night from the storage bag, put it to her lips and played it gently. She already has some foundation, not to mention that the recorder is not a particularly complicated instrument, so she naturally learns it quickly.
The tune she played, He Qianyue said that it was called the lights of Shangyuan Night. The tune is simple and bright, and the last sentence is repeatedly looped and entwined, and when He Qianyue taught her, she played it with a lingering and sympathetic taste.
Jun Changning blew out full of coldness, and Luo Changhao rolled his eyes as he listened downstairs. A moving flute song that praises love, she can make people hear the blandness of cabbage and tofu, and she is really a rare talent.
"Changning, don't you like me?" He Qianyue pursed the corners of her lips and asked a little aggrieved.
Is she acting so obviously? Jun Changning was a little surprised. But the direct answer is that it hurts too much, and he still holds the flute given by others in his hand! She asked rhetorically, "Why do you say that?" β
He Qianyue glared at her angrily: "The tune that people teach you is obviously not like this, you don't mean to play like this, you just don't like me!" β
For a while, it seemed that the ages of the two were reversed, and Jun Changning's mouth opened slightly, unable to speak.
He Qianyue sneered, Changning's dull appearance was so funny! She stuck out her tongue and smiled, "Okay, I'm kidding you!" Seeing that the other party's face was not good-looking, she couldn't help but smile, and her heart was worried, as if the joke had gone too far.
Jun Changning was not angry, she was just a little confused. In her previous life, she attended a classmate's birthday party, and at the end of the game, everyone had a cake on their faces, and she was the only one who cleaned it from beginning to end.
Everyone seemed to be a little reserved and polite when they talked to her. It's as if there are serious skills around her, and no matter how naughty and frivolous the boys are, they will be much more restrained when talking to her.
Teasing her like this? As if there had never been. Jun Chang pondered quietly. She looked up at He Qianyue, and when the other party thought she was about to turn her face and get angry, she responded with an unnatural smile: "Oh! β
He Qianyue trembled. I waited stupidly for a while, and when I saw that she didn't have any follow-up, I couldn't cry or laugh for a while. Was she inadvertently teased by Changning back?
Strange kids!
He Qianyue pursed her lips and buried herself in the script, and soon left other things behind.
Jun Changning reached out the window to feel the rain and looked at the sky with satisfaction. I'm afraid the rain will stop when they go down the mountain, and if it doesn't rain tomorrow, will they be able to pick mushrooms? In other words, in the mountains of the cultivation realm, will there be ordinary wild vegetables such as mushrooms?
Anyway, he didn't have the heart to cultivate, Jun Changning rummaged through the bookshelf one by one, without a clear purpose, so he followed the bibliography, walking from one end of the bookshelf to the other, back and forth, and the tip of his nose could vaguely smell the fragrance of ink. It's also something she liked to do in her previous life, and she seems a little nervous, and she hasn't told anyone about it.
The dusty bookshelves must have been carefully sorted, and some were just stacked in random piles, and many books were placed upside down. Jun Changning turned a reversed book upside down, looked at the words on the paper and read it out casually: "A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng? "What an elegant title!
Jun Changning was a little interested, wiped the dust off the paper, she gathered the moisture in the air into a ball, washed her hands before taking it to the window to look at it.
The handwriting on the page is very atmospheric, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women, but the author of this book must be broad-minded, Jun Changning thought silently, the words are like their people!
There is nothing special about the content in the book, it records the life of a woman, and it is not what Jun Changning expected, she continues to turn back with a somewhat indifferent mentality.
Apprenticed at a young age, became famous at a young age, and was ordered by the teacher to set an equally excellent fellow disciple to be a Taoist companion, and became an unknown member of the path of cultivation. She thought that her life was like this, either she would ascend or die.
Who knew that the waves would rise without wind! Her fellow was about to die or die in love with another female cultivator. This is nothing, the cultivators have a long lifespan, and many Taoist couples will feel that they are not suitable for each other or are tired of being separated after getting along for a long time. What made her unacceptable was that the female cultivator she had taken a fancy to was more than just him!
Well, this is alsoγClose your eyes and don't taste it can be barely accepted! What she was really surprised about was that all the men of the female cultivators were rare heavenly pride in the cultivation realm! The men, who were out of reach in the mouths of ordinary monks, seemed to be enchanted, and they followed the female nun one after another.
What is written behind is her observation and speculation about that extraordinary female cultivator, who is always objective and calm, and even a little avoidable.
The more Jun Changning looked at it, the more strange the expression on his face became. Vaguely, she felt as if she had touched the edge of something mysterious.