Chapter Seventy-One: The Little Nun Has a Big Temper!

Unlike Danta's strict examination of entry qualifications, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the most open place in the Sword Sect, as long as the disciples of the Sword Sect can come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read and study. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that because the scriptures in the Pavilion are not all martial arts books, they are all knowledge, as well as ancient anecdotes and secret records, and there is not even a novel and legend, so there are very few disciples who come here, and few can be seen.

There are probably hundreds of thousands of books neatly placed on the wooden long bookshelves, divided into four categories of subsets of classics and history, as well as books and canons such as the nine streams of agriculture and industry, Qingyun thought about it, walked to the "History" bookshelf, and looked through the books "Shangshu", "Yaodian", "Emperor Zun", and "Ancient Witch".

Zhou Shao also took out a copy of "Chongli" to watch, but he found that the yellowed kraft paper had ancient characters recorded!

Dense tadpole text, he can't read a word!

It turns out how important it is to learn an extra foreign language! Zhou Shao turned his head to see Qingyun with relish, so he knew that Qingyun came from the Suhuai Heavenly Palace of the Nine Palaces, and he must have come into contact with these ancient books and recognize these words.

"You can't understand these words, if you feel bored, you can go and see the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting on the second floor, your personality is too impetuous, and it is not bad to use this kind of book to cultivate your sentiments." Qingyun said with a smile.

"Well, if you pay more attention to the things of the ancient period, it is likely to be related to the ancient god war, I remember that in the ancient period there was a 'Jedi Tiantong', which was the period of the split between the Shinto and the Immortal Dao. If Nianqi was really an ancient god, it was likely that he would have fallen at that time. Zhou Shao thought for a while and said.

Qingyun said: "I remember. ”

In terms of knowledge, Uncle Zhou was weaker than Qingyun for 108,000 miles, so he didn't say much, nodded, and climbed up to the second floor to walk towards the books of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Master, I can't read chess scores, let alone calligraphy, but I can sing. I think I was the god of song back then, known as Little Liu Dehua, and my deep magnetic voice didn't know how many little sisters' hearts were killed in seconds, but unfortunately the dead Lao Tzu didn't finish a home run! Dead Sanba, if I knew that I would miss you so much now, I wouldn't be so serious with you. ”

Nianqi, I miss you, where are you.

"A lonely light stands in the window,

I'm behind the door pretending you're not gone,

The old land is more lonely like revisiting the full moon,

The candle flame in the middle of the night couldn't bear to scold me.

A pot of wandering wandering is difficult to enter the throat

After you leave, the wine is warm, and the memories are thin

How to steal the time when the water flows eastward

The flowers ripen once they bloom, but I miss them

Who is playing a song with the pipa?

The years peeled off on the wall to see when I was a child

I remember when we were all very young

And now the sound of the piano is faint, I am waiting for you, you haven't heard it...... Oh my! When were you standing here?! ”

Zhou Shao likes Jay Chou's songs very much, especially this song Dongfeng Po, which is a classic among the classics, when the magnetic voice and lonely tone are sung, even he himself is intoxicated, so the singing gradually gets bigger.

I remember when we were all very young,

And now the sound of the piano is faint, I am waiting for you, you haven't heard it......

He thought of death, when they fought to the death, you lived and died, but now they are separated by the end of the world and their hearts are connected to each other.

He wanted to cry.

Thinking of the death of Sanba and now the uncertainty of life and death, he wanted to cry.

But just when he wanted to cry, he saw a woman in a blue shirt looking at him curiously with wide eyes.

Jingshu!

The female disciple of the Sword Sect who didn't give him face at all was dragging him even more!

Zhou Shao was startled, creepy, and almost stumbled down, he held on to the bookshelf and said angrily: "Are you a ghost, why is there no sound at all?!" ”

This feeling is like peeking at the yellow book when I was a child, only to find that the head teacher was standing behind me!

People are scary, scared to death!

The curiosity in Jing Shu's eyes faded, and she regained her indifference: "You sang and sang by yourself, you didn't see me, I have been reading the piano score here for a long time, it has been an hour, you came by yourself, this is also to blame me?" ”

It seems that she really doesn't blame her, Zhou Shao regained his composure and thought about it, no one has heard Jay Chou's songs in this era, and no one knows that Lao Tzu likes to sing out of tune, so what am I afraid of her doing? He cleared his throat and said, "Forget it, I dreamed last night that the god of singing was transmitting gong, and for a while suddenly my singing spirit was great, so I wanted to come here to find inspiration, so I sang it." Since you are reading books on music, you must be proficient in music, so it is better to record the song I just sang, signed by Zhou Xiaoshao and Jingshu, I think this song will be passed down through the ages and sung from generation to generation. ”

Jingshu's willow-like eyebrows stretched slightly, she took a pen and paper, and said: "That song is really good, whether it is lyrics or artistic conception, it is excellent." It's just that I haven't fully memorized, can you sing it again? ”

Zhou Shao thought about it, and couldn't grasp the tune of the song, so he said: "I was scared by you and forgot, I'll sing something else to find an emotional melody first...... Beat the drums tightly and beat the gongs slowly, stop the drums and listen to the singing, all kinds of gossip also sing, listen to me sing eighteen touch. Reaching out to touch the edge of my sister's face, the dark clouds flew for a long time, reaching out to touch the front of my sister's head, the heavenly court is full and addictive-"

Jing Shu violently lifted the brush and quickly drew a symbol in front of her, and this symbol suddenly flew out, like a fast arrow from the string, and shot through Zhou Shao's chest in an instant.

Zhou Shao's singing, who reached out to touch Jingshu's face, stopped abruptly, and Zhou Shao looked down at his chest, where a big hole was broken.

Jing Shuxing's eyes widened, and she snorted coldly: "What are you singing!" ”

Zhou Shao retracted his arm very aggrievedly, and said with a sneer: "I didn't hold back, so I sang the first eighteenth touch, this song is the same as the melody of Dongfeng Break just now, and I am used to the first eighteenth touch when I look for the melody." Don't worry, girl, I didn't really want to touch you just now, I must know that I have a lady who is more beautiful than you, how could she do something like throwing away watermelons and picking up sesame seeds? I am polite to the girl, it is completely a musical communication, and I ask the girl to understand my fanatical pursuit of music and rhythm as a musical person. ”

Fanatical pursuit?

I think you're tickling!

Jing Shu sneered again and again, where would she believe Zhou Shao's nonsense, she waved the brush in her hand again, and bright golden symbols rose into the air, intertwined into a large array, covering Zhou Shao's body layer by layer.

His body was shrouded in light talismans, and Zhou Shao felt an extremely heavy coercion, even with his special physique, it was difficult to resist!

Sanskrit?

He looked at these symbols, and somewhat understood, these symbols seemed to come from Buddhist scriptures, and they were mysterious Sanskrit texts, shining with golden light.

The bondage of the golden symbols became tighter and tighter, and it was even interwoven into a Buddhist scripture text, and the hula whirled around him. In between, he saw the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, the golden statue of the Buddha, the Eighteen Arhats, and the ...... The beautiful and abnormal sister of Kannon.

The Buddha is immeasurable!

Zhou Shao suddenly realized, no wonder this woman looked cold, it turned out to be a pure heart and little nun who cultivated Buddhism!

"I heard that you can beat Lei Shan to insanity and be stunted, but you must know that not everyone can be bullied! You are a Yifeng teacher, you have no quality and character to teach at all, and you actually use your identity to flirt with a female disciple! I'm going to tell the sect master that the Sword Sect is an immortal sect and will not accommodate any despicable villain! ”

Jing Shu put away the paper and brushes, turned around and left, it seemed that Zhou Shao was a flood beast, and she and Zhou Shao were insulting her if she stayed alone for a moment!

Zhou Shao opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded.

Lao Tzu just wants to touch your little face, just touch it, not touch your chest, touch your legs, touch your ass, what do you do with such a big temper?

You still want to sue the sect master, and you still don't treat me as a teacher?!

This little nun!

Enough personality, I like it!