Chapter 52
For the next few days, Moling completely forgot about going out of the mountain - since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it yet. It's just that once some people are idle, their bodies will involuntarily become restless and always want to move around. Mo Ling happens to be such a person.
After leaving Jing Si Yuan half a year ago, Mo Ling never went back to see it, and now that I think about it, I always feel that I owe something in my heart. In addition, a new round of martial arts competitions is approaching, and the Meditation Garden, which is without Moling, may not participate this year. As soon as I thought of this, an inexplicable sorrow hit my heart - forget it, even if I can't go to Jingsiyuan as a magic feather, then I can't go with the identity of a magic feather.
After making up her mind, Mo Ling immediately cleaned up and went downstairs, and happened to meet Takechiju at the top of the stairs. Zhu Qianzhong saw that Mo Ling was dressed neatly, as if he was going out, so he asked curiously where to go, and after learning that it was Jing Si Yuan, Zhu Qianzhong was also stunned.
"What's wrong?" asked Moling when he saw that Takechiju's expression was wrong.
"Nothing. Takechiju shook his head, "You should go and take a look." β
"Hmm......" faintly felt that there was something inside, but Mo Ling still didn't continue to ask, and walked straight in the direction of the east of the city when he left the store.
Although the pattern of Qinglong City is boxy, but most of the architectural layout in the city is inclined to the west, the more you go to the east, the more you can clearly feel that the surrounding scenery has become sparse and simple, and at the end, you can see a small square bamboo courtyard, there is a wooden plaque hanging in the center, and the three words "Jing Si Yuan" are written on it, which is simple and elegant.
The last time I came to Jing Si Yuan was at night, and it was not surprising that the surroundings were deserted, but this time I came during the day, why was it still so unusually quiet? The courtyard is not big, and in the center is the school, and the bamboo door is closed at this time, and the sound of reading cannot be heard inside. The side of the school was originally a bamboo hut for the gentlemen of the school to rest, but now it has burned to ashes, leaving only a dazzling scorched black mark.
It's been so long since the bamboo house caught fire, why is the burned ruin still there? Even if there is no intention of rebuilding, someone has to clean up the ashes and debris, right?
Mo Ling came lightly to the outside of the academy and secretly glanced indoors before he understood the reason. There were less than ten students sitting scattered in the school, most of them still sleeping on their desks, and there was no lectern in the hall, and there was no gentleman.
Is this still a school, could it be that Jing Siyuan is suspended from school today?
Moling quietly left the Meditation Garden and returned to the street. There are far fewer shops on both sides of the street than before, and only two or three are open for business. A teahouse, a grocery store, and a shop, the door is ajar, there are no plaques and flags, and I don't know what to do to make a living. Approaching the shop, he heard a noisy noise coming from inside, and Mo Ling stepped forward and gently pushed the door open, and the sound inside suddenly fell silent.
Several Taoist people dressed as students sat around a table, and when they heard a noise in the doorway, they all looked towards Mo Ling.
"Hey, I thought it was. After seeing who it was, several people breathed a sigh of relief, "Come on, keep playing, keep playing." A few people reopened, and Mo Ling wanted to get closer to see what they were playing, but heard one of them turn his head and say, "Brother, bring the door when you come in, you don't understand the rules." β
What do you need to be so sneaky?Mo Ling did as they said, and gently closed the door - "Dude, you close it so tightly that you can't see it, leave a crack." "This man is new here, and he doesn't know any rules. "Regardless of him, regardless of him, we play ours. β
The magic feather half-closed the door, and when he got closer, he saw a porcelain bowl in the center of the table, and several dice were contained in the bowl, and each person had a number of copper coins in front of him, and he was taking turns throwing dice around the porcelain bowl.
"Dude, do you want to play a few games. One of them said to Demon Ling, "A handful only costs ten coppers." β
"No need. Moling shook her head, "I'm not going to play this." β
"What are you afraid of, the more you can't play, the better your luck," the other man encouraged, "ten coppers is not much." β
Mo Ling dug it out of his sleeve, and only found four or five coppers, so he shook his head and said, "I can't afford to play with the money is not enough." β
Several people glanced at each other, and one of them grabbed the copper in Mo Ling's hand, and threw it on the table without counting it, "Five is five, brother, the first time you play, our brother will let you." Come on, come on, you all bet, ten coppers, not one less. With that, the rest of the people counted ten copper coins from the pile of money in front of them, and put them together with the money of the Demon Feather.
"Brother, the rules are very simple, the five of us take turns rolling the dice, and the winner with the highest number of points wins, simple and fair. Brother, will you come first or will I come first?"
"Come on. "Okay, brother hasn't played, brother will throw first, brother, you see it." β
After speaking, the man grabbed the dice in the bowl, shook them in his hand for a long time, and threw them into the bowl again. There was a bang, and the dice rolled in the bowl a few times before stopping.
"Twelve. Not so lucky. Brother, you come. β
Mo Ling picked up the dice and threw them, throwing thirteen points.
"Older than me, you might have to win, brother. The man patted Mo Ling on the shoulder and said happily. "Don't be stunned, just throw it. β
The others finished throwing one after another, but only one person threw fifteen points to surpass the magic feather, and the others were all within ten points. "Oh, brother, you're unlucky, do you want to do it again?"
"There's no money. Come back next time. Mo Ling smiled bitterly.
"Brother is straightforward enough, losing is losing, winning is winning, and my brother likes to play with people like you. Brother, come directly next time, my brother will play here every day. The man slapped Mo Ling on the shoulder a few times, "Brother, let's go." β
"It's so big, is it just a few of you playing with it?" asked Mo Ling before leaving.
"Where, the brothers are only playing on the first floor, and there are other activities on the second floor, butβ" the man smiled, "If you want to go upstairs to play, you need more than ten coppers." β
Mo Ling nodded as if he didn't understand, and after saying goodbye to a few people, he went up to the second floor alone.
The rooms on the second floor circled the entire store, and all the doors were tightly closed, and it was surprisingly quiet, not like someone was inside. Mo Ling walked back and forth down the hallway, but didn't notice anything unusual. Just as Mo Ling was about to leave, Fu Qin poked his head out and whispered, "In the room in front, you get closer and smell it." β
Suspicious, Moling walked to the room that Fu Qin had said, and put her nose on the window paperβshe instantly understood what was going on, "A thousand days drunk...... What kind of place is this, where someone dares to blatantly smoke a thousand days drunk. β
Mo Ling pressed his hand on the door and hesitated for a long time, but finally put it down, "It's not someone I know, why bother with these idle things." β
Mo Ling sighed, turned around and walked downstairs, just in time to see the door "pop" and be pushed open, a slightly petite figure stood at the door, shouting to the few people around the table: "You really gamble here again!
Although the voice was delicate, it was full of momentum, and it directly shocked several people on the spot, and after a while, one person spoke: "Mr. didn't come, what are you going to do when you go back to the school." "yes, I sleep on my stomach when I go back, so it's better to be here-"
"If you don't have a sir, can't you read on your own? The person standing at the door walked into the lobby in a few steps, "The martial arts tournament is coming soon, what do you look like!"
"Anyway, we don't participate, it doesn't matter if we study or not-" Before the man finished speaking, the corner of his clothes was pulled by the person next to him, and he saw that the little figure's face was red, and his eyes flashed with a faint light, as if he was about to cry.
"Let's go, let's go, let's play in a different place. "It's boring. I went back to sleep. A few people packed up the porcelain bowls and dice on the table, and left the store one after another, apparently listening to the words of the visitor, and went back to the school.
Curious about who this person was, Mo Ling stopped her before she left, "Girl, please stay." β
"Is there anyone upstairs?" the woman turned around angrily, but froze in place, "Are you...... Feather?"
"Does the girl recognize me?" Magic Ling was surprised and looked at the woman, "We met before?"
"Of course I did, we studied together in Jing Si Yuan. The woman came closer, "Are you going to have a good look?"
"Hmm...... Still can't tell. Moling shook her head.
"W-what then?" the woman suddenly thought of something, pulling her loose hair back to her head, "Is that impressive?"
"Ahh
"That's right," the woman laughed happily, "you finally remember." β
"Haha...... I haven't seen her for half a year, and Miss Yu has changed. I remember you used to sit in the corner, speak very quietly, and don't usually like to attract attention. "Seeing the old man, Mo Ling was also very happy, and before he knew it, he talked more," but now that his hair has changed and his voice has become louder, the way he taught those people just now is really full of courage. β
"You found out......" Two blushes appeared on the face of the woman surnamed Yu, "This was all forced out by them, and I don't want to do this." Speaking of which, you haven't changed much. I remember that you used to not come to school, and even if you did, you didn't talk to others, and you sat there alone in a daze. β
"Haha......" Mo Ling scratched her head in embarrassment, "It's all some unbearable past, Miss Yu shouldn't mention it." β
Hearing this, the woman surnamed Yu burst out laughing, "You still said that you can't even remember an inconspicuous person like me, if you have a good memory like yours in studying, you will definitely make a difference." β
Bad memory aside, Miss Yu, you are one of the few people who have left a deep impression on me, Mo Ling sighed in her heart, she won't forget it so easily.
"By the way, why are you here?" the woman surnamed Yu finally remembered this, "Should you ...... with them too?"
"It's okay today, I'll just come here and take a walk, and I stumbled into this store by mistake......"
"It turns out that I came back to see Jing Si Yuan," the woman surnamed Yu snatched the words of Mo Ling, "Have you been to the school?"
"Hmm......" Seeing the woman's expectant eyes, Moling smiled and said, "I haven't had time to go yet." β
"That's great," the woman surnamed Yu clapped her palms happily, "It just so happens that I'm going back to the school, I'll take you for a spin." β
"Then there's the surplus girl. Moling thanked her and left the shop with the woman.