After all, games are just games, Song Jianqiuzhi is not here, it is okay to use it for recreation occasionally, but if she sits in front of the computer all day and plays the same game, she will feel bored.

After dinner, Song Chenqing wanted her to accompany her to do a live broadcast, but she refused; I've been playing all afternoon during the day, and I'm still playing at night, is the game really that interesting?

Song Chenqing returned to the living room on the second floor with regret and bad news, but not long after, his foaming voice sounded again, and he obviously didn't know what game he was broadcasting.

Song Jianqiu returned to his room, turned on the computer, and listened to the song while lying on the mat on the windowsill to write and draw, humming along to the tune in his mouth.

The little flower on the side was playing with the building blocks specially bought for it to play with, but Tang Xiaoyun was nowhere to be found, maybe he went out for a walk.

She didn't care, after all, she was such a big person, and she was also a profound monster, so how could she worry about it?

After writing on her stomach for a moment, she put away her notebook and pen, returned to her desk, turned off the music, and pulled out a half-knitted ribbon bracelet from a drawer.

This is something she has been making up long before. Originally, she was going to weave six bracelets, and when the time came, the family and her, as well as Tang Xiaoyun Xiaohua, whether it was a human or a demon or a ghost, one per person, but during the day, she promised Du Yanxue to sell the talisman to her best friend, and this woven bracelet seemed to be in demand all of a sudden.

It's only two days until the 28th, and if you can't catch up, it seems that you can only deal with Du Yanxue's side first, but she forgot to ask her how many girlfriends she has, how many bracelets do you want?

It's just a minutiae, so let's make it up first!

Compared with ordinary people weaving ribbon bracelets, Song Jianqiu's weaving techniques are more unique, it is when she was reading Buddhist scriptures in Lingyan Temple, she accidentally found a book dedicated to weaving Buddhist door knots, and it was when she saw this book that she thought of knitting a bracelet for her family.

There are a lot of knots in this book, the most basic ones are like the Vajra knot, the Shakya knot, the No Regrets knot, the Wukong knot, etc., all of which are very complex weaving methods, and she also learned several of them for several days, and then picked them out and knitted them into bracelets.

In addition to this unique weaving method, she will also recite scriptures while knitting, and in the process of finding one, it is actually equivalent to consecrating the bracelet and giving it a Buddha rhyme.

This is not a deceptive thing that can be seen everywhere on the street, but a talisman bracelet that can really be used to ward off evil spirits.

How can such a thing be sold for fifty or sixty yuan, right?

In the small room, there was a fine murmuring sound, a ribbon flying between the fingers, and a golden lightning bolt flashed from time to time, making people think it was an illusion.

As long as the weaving technique is familiar, the speed is still very fast, just a few hours of work, Song Jianqiu has already woven two, and if you take some time to work hard in the next two days, you should be in a hurry.

After putting away the two bracelets, she stood up and stretched, and then found clothes to take a shower.

I forgot the time when I knitted the bracelet just now, and I accidentally broke my habit, but it's okay, it's just one time anyway, and it's basically the same if you take a shower later once in a while.

Out of the door, it was pitch black outside, and I could only see a light leaking out of the cracks in the doors of the two rooms, indicating that the people in the room had not rested.

She hugged her clothes, walked into the bathroom next door, and after putting away the clean clothes, she quickly stripped off her clothes and untied the single ponytail that was originally tied.

The smooth white and delicate body was exposed to the air, and the chest was bulging, and it had already taken a little scale, and her small hands seemed to be a little impossible to cover when they were held.

The age of fifteen years old is the development period of a young girl, and the development should be very fast, but in Song Jianqiu's body, perhaps it is the run-in between the soul and the body, which causes the development to almost stagnate, and it is not until recently that she feels that a force is constantly surging in her body, prompting the girl's body to grow in a more and more mature direction.

Especially after the arrival of the great aunt, this situation became more and more obvious.

But even so, it is far from the more direct feeling of experiencing the growth and maturity of the body last night.

The sequelae of forcibly condensing the law is to look at the development and maturity in advance?

The warm water poured down from the top of her head, and she looked blankly at herself in the mirror, and suddenly closed her eyes, and immediately her body began to rise and lengthen at a speed visible to the naked eye; The chest is bulging, as if for thousands of years, the earth has changed, and the mountains have towered. Further down, there is a flat, then a ravine, and then a pair of slender legs, a straight posture.

The black and green silk like a waterfall, under the washing of the water flow overhead, adheres to the curve of the body, and under the black and white contrast, the skin is more delicate and snow-white.

The sight, even between the ravines, was like a mound of snow that had never existed before.

Without summoning the Jinxia robe, she was still able to use it to promote physical growth, and the result was that she exuded a faint Buddha light all over her body, even if she was naked, she still exuded a stable and peaceful aura that could not be blasphemed.

She reached out and turned off the water, picked up the green silk that was on her hips, and then spread it out, and her long hair that was already soaked dried out. She just moved her body slightly, and the remaining water droplets on her body automatically slid to the ground, and became extremely dry without wiping them with a towel.

This is quite a feeling of not sticking, not dirt and dirt.

But obviously, she hasn't reached this point yet, otherwise, it would be impossible to get her hair wet and her body wet just now.

She stared blankly at herself in the mirror, this is estimated to be seven or eight years later, she is an adult, and her face is vaguely similar to the girl she jumped into the lake to rescue, but maybe because the soul in it is different, if you look closely, there is a little difference between the eyebrows.

Especially those eyes, although they are similarly bright and the same big, the eyes revealed are not the same.

Long ago, she doubted whether she was robbed, but there was no evidence, after all, when the body was salvaged in the lake, neither her body nor the girl's body was salvaged.

But now, after seeing what he looked like as an adult, he realized that it was the girl who jumped into the lake! Although there are some differences in the details, the overall appearance is exactly the same!

So, she still gave up?

But if that's the case, then where did her original body go?

The girl in the mirror frowned slightly, thinking carefully about the matter.

However, after a moment, she loosened her brow, because it had just occurred to her that even if she knew the answer, it would be useless.

The light of the Buddha dissipated, and she turned back into the underage little girl again.

This book isn't going to be blocked because of this chapter, is it? It's already very shady!!

(End of chapter)