With a cold face, she walked out of the room and diverted to the study, Mrs. Xue was right, since there was no ** who practiced the exercises, then she would copy the "Tao Te Ching" a few more times to cultivate her mind. Halfway through, she stopped, and then remembered that she hadn't bought a brush.

Holding back his strength and preparing to do a big job, but at the critical moment he found that there was no bullet in the gun, Qiu Bao suddenly deflated and came out of the terrace with his mobile phone.

The moon is bright and the stars are thin, the evening breeze is cool, and the air is filled with a light fragrance of flowers, accompanied by a pleasant tinkling sound.

The night at her house was quiet and peaceful.

Smelling the coolness of the night deeply, Qiu Bao inadvertently glanced at the pavilion and was suddenly stunned. Because she found that there was a solid wood table in the water pavilion, on which were placed the four treasures of the study and paperweights.

The whole set that Madame Snow gave her was complete.

Qiu Bao happily ran over to take a look, the pavilion was clear and dry, and even the pu mat was saved, so he could start writing by kneeling down directly. Qiu Bao was about to sit down on his knees, when he suddenly remembered something.

She is also very turtle hair sometimes, how can such a good atmosphere be missing her new favorite-Millennium Nanzhu?

Quickly found a thick piece of paper and cut out the shape of a petal in three times, then bent it into a flower and put it in the center of the top of the pavilion, used magic to summon a few branches to wrap around the petals, and then took out a bead that emitted a bright light and pressed it to the center of the flower.

A thousand-year-old pearl flower was born! Of course, when she finished practicing and went back to bed, she had to take off the beads.

The flowers she cut are not very pretty, so she will go out shopping tomorrow and come back with a beautiful flower.

The ink ingot given by Madame Snow is smooth and fine, and it is a good piece of ink.

She has always been accustomed to grinding with her left hand, and her father in her previous life taught three brothers and sisters calligraphy. It's just that Qiu Bao's learning time is too short, and after learning the basic skills, his family has had accidents one after another.

It's just that her father taught her to practice calligraphy by sitting upright and straight, and Mrs. Xue gave her a short case to let her kneel to practice calligraphy, alas, I'm really not used to it.

Qiu Bao began to feel uncomfortable after sitting upright on his knees for a while, and his body moved twice from time to time.

When she was a child, she was familiar with the Tao Te Ching in the fantasy world of Mrs. Xue, and she kept the handwriting and writing in mind, so she didn't have to read the post, just read and copy it silently. Her memory in her previous life was already good, and in this life it is even more powerful, and as her cultivation grows, as long as she is willing to remember, she will never forget it.

The pen is dipped in ink, and the tip of the pen hangs on the rice paper, and the pen has not been put down for a long time.

"Dandan, when practicing calligraphy, your head should be straight, not sideways; This hand should be pressed here, don't practice the paper is crooked, and the words are crooked......" Even her father's voice was gentle and loving, but she couldn't hear it anymore.

Madame Snow is right, what if you find it? They don't remember her at all, her fate with her family in her previous life has long been over.

Qiu Bao looked at the paper in front of him with a distraction, as if he had returned to the past, watching drops of thick black ink fall on the paper, and his vision gradually became blurred......

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, there are two figures quietly standing -

"Madam, Miss Qiu still can't let go of the obsession of her previous life, I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

"Who knows? As an evil god, whether it is a complete fall or a bodhisattva's heart, there is only one way to go, which is the fate of a fierce god. Isn't there nothing like her, those who let go, those who can't let go, don't they all sacrifice flags? A voice said slowly.

"That'...... Is there no way around it? How can there be such a harmful thing in the world? God doesn't want to ruin it. ”

The maidservant's complaint made Mrs. Xue raise her eyebrows and chuckle:

"How do you know they don't have ideas? Besides, it is emitted by sentient beings, sentient beings are immortal, and the five poisons are difficult to clear, what do you say? ”

The maid was stunned and said with a smile: "Hey, the slave and maid only know how to follow the lady for a long time, where do you understand this?" Madame is smart and can definitely think of a way. ”

Mrs. Xue stared at the pavilion and kept wiping her tears and sobbing, and the girl who began to write sighed softly, "What can I do?" If you have, you don't have to wait until today. Looking at the hour, remember to bring her some snacks and tea. After speaking, he turned and left.

"Yes."

……

The time to concentrate on practicing calligraphy passed very quickly, and it was more than 11 o'clock in the evening in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Bao put down the pen, his stiff body loosened, he sat on the ground and stretched his waist, and the bones on his body suddenly gurgled. After her body was relaxed, she carefully lay on the table and picked up a small piece of sorbet and stuffed it into her mouth, and then poured herself a cup of tea soup and poured it down.

These pastries were sent by Madame Snow at the behest of Ah Cha.

The other party suddenly appeared indoors, and Qiu Bao noticed that there was something unusual in the air and stopped his pen and kept staring. The maidservant, dressed in simple clothes, came and smiled at her, set up the pastries and tea, and then left.

In the process, she didn't say a word.

Needless to say, Qiu Bao knew that it was sent by Madame Xue's orders. She didn't understand the ancient etiquette, so she smiled at the second floor to express her gratitude, and then ate generously, and continued to practice after eating, so far there are only two pieces left.

Qiu Bao pondered the meaning of the words he had just copied while eating. Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the doorbell rang.

Who's in the middle of the night? It's certainly not the stinky boy, he has the key.

There is a security guard downstairs, and in addition to the owner, friends or relatives of the owner must call the owner to verify their identity if they do not have the door key. After confirmation, the security guard swiped the floor card for the visitor downstairs and let the person come up.

The program is a little troublesome, but it's safe enough.

Surprisingly, it was Li Haitang who came.

"You came to me in the middle of the night to have something to do?" Qiu Bao opened the door and let the housemaid with the costume design enter the house, went to the pavilion to pick up the thousand-year-old beads and put them away, washed the pen, and took the four treasures of the study back to the study. As for the pastries and teapots on the second floor, they have been brought back by Ah Cha.

When he opened the door, Li Haitang stared at Qiu Bao's clothes at a glance, and he kept circling around her after coming in.

"Hey, I didn't make this dress, where did you buy it? Hey? What is this material? He threw the bag on the sofa in the living room, reached out and gently rubbed the clothes on Qiu Bao's body, looking quite surprised.

"When you look at it, you know it's cotton and linen."

"It's strange, how can there be cotton and linen cool?" This kind of weather is simply a pleasing thing to wear.

Qiu Bao pulled out her paws, went back to the study and took out the book, turned on the wall lamp, and sat on the sofa under the eaves to read.

"Don't talk nonsense, let the water pour it yourself. Let's be honest, what's the matter with coming to me in the middle of the night? ”

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

"What can I do, tomorrow weekend, the boss doesn't need me to follow, I've been running out of inspiration recently, and I'll ask you to go out for a walk tomorrow, and find inspiration by the way." Li Haitang took a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and collapsed listlessly on the sofa.

Smelling the cool breeze with a slight fragrance, and listening to the gentle tinkling sound on her head, she sighed: "It's still comfortable for you here." ”

Qiu Bao hummed, "Normal." "She's nothing here, at best she's at the level of being well-off.

"Hey, I heard that you knocked 3.5 billion from the boss?"

Qiu Bao looked at the sky speechlessly, knowing that she had come overnight for a purpose. (To be continued.) )