Another few days passed, and after several days of practicing the exercises, at this moment, Ling Xiao actually felt a stream of air flowing in the meridians of his body. This surprised her, and Lu Jingxing told her that this was the accumulation of internal force in her body, which also meant that she could start practicing her exercises according to the animal skin diagram

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Ling Xiao was in a good mood at this time, even on a gloomy day, she would feel that it was beautiful, and she wanted to tell Lu Jingxing about this good news for her.

The sky is dark and oppressive, there is no trace of wind in the air, the swallows fly very low as if they have wet wings, the flowers and plants in the garden seem to be overwhelmed by the weather, listlessly drooping, and the bees and butterflies are no trace at the moment, leaving a fragrant and lonely piece. But Ling Xiao completely ignored these, difficult

Hiding the joy in her heart, she almost ran through the long corridor, and the windless air was forced by her.

"What's wrong? In a hurry, look at this sweaty head. Lu Jingxing saw Ling Xiao hurriedly entering the house, and after frowning slightly, he instantly smiled again.

"It seems that I have accumulated internal force in my body, and I felt a trace of internal force swimming in the meridians when I was just exercising." Ling Xiao's tone carried a hint of excitement.

"It's progressing well, a lot faster than the average person. Come and sit. Covered with sweat, Lu Jingxing handed the folding fan on the desk to Ling Xiao.

"The calligraphy and painting on this fan are from your hand?" Ling Xiao fanned for a moment, and the sweat on her forehead gradually disappeared, but she was attracted by the calligraphy and paintings on the folding fan.

This is a picture of a mountain view from a distance, which should be seen from a high mountain, and the mountains in the painting are undulating, some towering into the clouds, and some are misty. There is no other color in the picture, and the ink with different shades is cleverly and appropriately rendered, so there is this ethereal and distant artistic conception

This shows the artist's skill, and the handwriting on it is strong and peaceful. Ling Xiao thought that such a folding fan, if placed in modern times, would definitely be the desire of collectors.

"Yes." Lu Jingxing affirmed.

"Where are you drawing?" Ling Xiao was curious about what this place was, although she had lived in China for seven years, she was so busy with work every day that she had no time to understand it.

"It was painted three years ago in the spring when I climbed the mountain." Ling Xiao listened to Lu Jingxing talk about Yishan, thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that this was the famous mountain in Huizhou - Huangshan, located in Yixian County, which was the place where countless literati and scholars longed in ancient times.

The sea of clouds, strange pines, strange rocks, and peaks of the Yellow Mountain, these Ling Xiao really want to see it, to experience the open realm of 'being at the top of the mountain, and seeing the mountains at a glance'. "Far from here?" Ling Xiao returned the fan to Lu Jingxing.

"If you want to go, I'll take you there in the spring next year. It's hot now, so it's not a good place to go there. Lu Jingxing saw Ling Xiao's yearning for that.

"Okay." Ling Xiao thought that he might not be familiar with the road when he went, and it was naturally good for Lu Jingxing to go with her.

The sky was getting more and more gloomy, and the small half of the sky outside the window was full of dark clouds at the moment, Ling Xiao looked at it like this and knew that the thunderstorm was coming, she thought that she couldn't stay here with Lu Jingxing anymore, she didn't want Lu Jingxing to see her weakness.

"It's okay, I'll go back first." As soon as she arrived at the door, a lightning bolt tore through the sky, as if it was close at hand, and it really caught her eyes, so shocked that she took a few steps back, but she never thought that Lu Jingxing was behind her, and her body crashed into Lu Jingxing's arms

, both familiar and unfamiliar, was the smell of Ling Xiao when he was in the wooden house that night.

"Are you alright?" Lu Jingxing's voice came from above Ling Xiao's head.

"It's fine." Ling Xiao immediately stood up straight, leaving him two steps away, but his face was inexplicably hot. Lu Jingxing smiled when he saw Ling Xiao's reaction, it was a strange laugh, an unpredictable laugh, and it was also a charming laugh, so that Ling Xiao actually forgot that after the lightning was thunder.

"Ahh The thunder that resounded through the world finally came as promised, and Ling Xiao instinctively held his head with both hands and exclaimed.

Later, when she reacted, she realized how out of shape she was, and she felt even more embarrassed for a while. She turned around and took two steps out, but she felt a tightness in her wrist, and when she looked down, it was Lu Jingxing who held her wrist: "Let's go after the thunderstorm passes." The wrist was released as Lu Jingxing spoke,

Maybe Lu Jingxing also felt that it was too abrupt to hold her wrist just now, after all, there is a difference between men and women, but at this time, Lu Jingxing's expression was unwavering.

Before Ling Xiao could speak, another lightning bolt struck, at this moment she thought that she couldn't go back, anyway, Lu Jingxing knew about it, so she didn't care, she followed Lu Jingxing into the house again, and closed all the doors and windows, so that the fear in her heart could be weakened a little.

"You don't need to be so strong in front of me." After the second thunder passed, Lu Jingxing said to Ling Xiao.

"I'm useless." Ling Xiao sat curled up on the bamboo mat, and Lu Jingxing sat opposite her.

"You are very strong, I knew that night that you were afraid of thunderstorms, and you didn't want people to know, so I pretended not to know." After listening to Lu Jingxing's words, Ling Xiao glanced up at him, Lu Jingxing's eyes were a little more complicated at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't know what he was thinking.

"When I was a child, I was not afraid to face such weather alone, but then something left an indelible shadow on me." Ling Xiao's tone was very flat.

"It's going to be fine." Lu Jingxing's words were accompanied by another thunderclap, and Ling Xiao simply covered his ears with his hands. Lu Jingxing's eyes were moved at the moment, and he wanted to help her but couldn't do anything.

After a huge prelude, the rain finally came out, and the bean-sized raindrops were like bead curtains with broken threads, cast into the arms of the earth under the temptation of gravity. It struck relentlessly at everything that prevented it from kissing the ground, and it crackled at the earth

of dedication.

Lightning carries thunder, thunder mixed with rain, and rain envelops lightning. Just such an hour passed, the rain was quiet, the lightning and thunder stopped, and the sky outside was dark, the oil lamp had already been lit in the house, and Ling Xiao's heart was finally calmed.

"I'm going back." Ling Xiao opened the door, and a smell of earth wrapped in the fragrance of flowers greeted him, refreshing and pleasant.

"I'll send you, it's just raining, and the road is slippery." Lu Jingxing left the house with Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao did not refuse.

There was no moon on a rainy night, and the lantern in the cloister had been lit at some point, and the slanting wind and drizzle fell on Ling Xiao's body with a slight coldness.

When I heard the rain in my dream, I woke up to the sound of rain. Ling Xiao opened the door, and there was another rain curtain outside, and everything in the rain was so hazy and colorful.

Ling Xiao stood under the eaves and watched the rain for a while, and then saw Yu Niang come in with an umbrella in one hand and a food box in the other.

"Yu Niang, you don't have to be so troublesome, the road is slippery on a rainy day, you should stay in the house." Ling Xiao reached out and took the food box and welcomed Yu Niang into the house.

"It's not troublesome, I have nothing to do every day except cooking." Yu Niang said with a smile and took out the dishes in the food box.

"Yu Niang, sit down." Ling Xiao pointed to the bamboo mat.

"Eat it, you must be hungry." Ling Xiao listened to the sound of the rain outside the house, and his appetite seemed to have become better, and he felt like he had an appetite when he looked at the food that Yu Niang had laid out one by one on the table.

"Yu Niang, your cooking skills are getting better and better." After eating for a while, Ling Xiao said.

"Looks like Gurgle is really hungry." Yu Niang's eyes are a kind of pampering.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in the rain, and Ling Xiao looked up to see Lu Jingxing coming from the door.

"I'll go first, I'll clean up the dishes later." Every time Yu Niang saw Ling Xiao and Lu Jingxing together, she said this sentence, which made Ling Xiao really cry and laugh.

"Yu Niang doesn't have to be so troublesome, I'll take it to the kitchen when I'm done eating." Yu Niang is old, the road is slippery, and Ling Xiao is worried about accidents.

"That's good." Yu Niang said and went out.

Ling Xiao continued to eat the breakfast that had not yet been eaten, while Lu Jingxing watched from the sidelines, and did not speak, Ling Xiao had long been accustomed to getting along with him like this, and still drank the remaining porridge in the bowl with relish.

"I'll take you out for a walk later, you've been here for so long, you haven't been out of the house yet." After Ling Xiao finished drinking the porridge, Lu Jingxing said.

"Actually, I went out once, one night when you went to investigate the case, Lu Ci took me and Yu Niang to the teahouse to watch a shadow puppet show." Ling Xiao didn't know if he knew about it.

"Is it pretty?"

"I've never seen this kind of drama before, and I roughly understand this story, the story of Nie Zheng's assassination of Xia Tire." Ling Xiao thought about the fight in the back, so he didn't want to tell Lu Jingxing.

"How do you feel after reading it?"

"I only think that Yan Zhongzi is very despicable, and he has a plan to befriend Nie Zheng, and his kindness to Nie Zheng is just to make Nie Zheng a tool for him to kill people and a stepping stone to get royal power." Compared with Jing Ke's righteousness, Ling Xiao felt that Nie Zheng was really willingly used.

"This is an unchanging fact throughout the ages, and it is normal for some people to do this for their own interests, not only in temples, but also in rivers and lakes." Lu Jingxing didn't know what she said, but in fact, she had long been accustomed to it. Ling Xiao thought about the tenderness that Yan Lingzhan showed in front of her

The pulse and care should be the same, if it is profitable, it will be hypocritical, Ling Xiao feels that she is just a small chess piece of his, and his chess piece is not only her.

"I am disgusted with these things, and I don't want to say them anymore." From modern times to ancient times, Ling Xiao was really disgusted.

"I heard that someone ended up fighting in the teahouse." Ling Xiao didn't expect him to know about this.

"What did Lu Ci say?"

"It was Uncle Lu who said it, for this, he was scolded by Uncle Lu miserably." Ling Xiao smiled after hearing this, and felt that this Lu Ci was also interesting, and he was sued by his own father.

"Actually, it was nothing that night." Ling Xiao said indifferently.

"You don't know martial arts yet, of course you have to pay attention to everything." Lu Jingxing said.

"You protected me too well, I remember that once my brother also took me out at night, and finally caused trouble, and was taught a hard lesson by my father. Thinking about it now can't help but be a little touching. Ling Xiao suddenly remembered Zhong Limu, and at that time he didn't know if he was scolded by Zhong Liyi, or if he said it later

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"It's a bit similar to Lu Ci's experience. Lu Ci is a person, what scares him in the house, except for Lu Bo, there is no one else. Lu Jingxing said that Lu Ci was helpless, just like an elder brother to a younger brother.

"Pack up, let's get out of the house." Lu Jingxing said again.

"It's still raining outside." The rain outside has no intention of stopping, and the rain hits the plantains, and the sound is in the ears.

"It's okay, it's cool." Lu Jingxing helped Ling Xiao clean up the dishes on the desk. Ling Xiao felt that he, the lord of the mansion, was really different from others, although his appearance was cold, he was very good to the people in the mansion.

Outside the cloister was hung with beaded curtains made of rain, the garden was in a mess, a peony lay quietly on the muddy ground, let the thin line of rain hit the body that was already covered with scales, the garden was full of red sprinkles, wet by the rain, flooded by the mud, covered by the residual leaves.

"Last night's thunderstorm hurt the fragrance of the garden." Ling Xiao's tone was slightly regretful.

"They have to have the courage to face these sudden changes, don't worry, it will be fine in a few days." Ling Xiao felt that Lu Jingxing's words were very right, everything in the world is like this, and only by facing these can you become strong. It's just a pity that the peony plant, the flower stem has been broken, and it can't return to the sky.

There was no one else in the kitchen except an old woman, and Ling Xiao thought that Yu Niang should be busy with other things.

"Mansion Master, Miss Ling." When the old woman saw them coming in, she hurriedly took the dishes in Lu Jingxing's hand.

"You don't need to call me Miss Ling, just call me by my name." Ling Xiao had been in the mansion for so long, and she felt that she was more used to being called by her name.

"Okay." The old woman had a smile on her face.

"Let's go first." Ling Xiao said to the old woman.

Holding an elegant oil-paper umbrella, Ling Xiao walked in the rain, the stagnant water under his feet splashed lightly, and disappeared without a trace in an instant when he landed on the satin upper, leaving only a small wet spot, with a show-off.