Sad, Tang Li still wants to end this matter perfectly.

She deliberately stared for a while, Qingqiu was in a hurry, and someone couldn't hold it anymore, so she looked at the pair of masters and servants, and said with embarrassment.

"There are solutions, but it may take time and effort."

Qingqiu hurriedly said: "You said, even if it costs money, you will not hesitate to do it." ”

Tang Li nodded: "You should know that there is a sutra for the supernatural soul in Buddhism, because it takes seven hundred and forty-nine days for the soul to be reincarnated, so as long as the person who redeems his sins sincerely copies the sutra without distractions, and then burns one at three o'clock every day, until it is burned for forty-nine days, the past grievances can be written off." ”

In particular, she emphasized: "This is only for the person who atoned for his sins to be a good person, and if he is a bad person who has done a lot of evil, this will not work, and do not try to do bad things and then wash away his sins in this way." ”

Qingqiu was very grateful: "Thank you, Miss Nine!" But what if the villain doesn't have that scripture? ”

Tang Li smiled and took out a copy from the book: "This is the death spell." ”

Ning Yuchu: ......

How can anyone carry Buddhist scriptures with them!

"Qingqiu, don't be fooled by her!"

Qingqiu took it with both hands reverently, carefully protected the scripture in his arms, and then trotted to his master and persuaded: "Master, this world is so big, there are strange things, let's listen to Miss Jiu." ”

Ning Yuchu waved him away and cut it disdainfully: "Anyway, if you want to copy it yourself, you won't copy it!" ”

Xunfeng pouted: "It's really kind to be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs." ”

Ning Yuchu glared at her, and she shrank behind her master in fright.

After the matter was revealed, Tang Li took out the whip and threw it on the table with a "snap".

Ning Yuchu sat up straight with a conditioned reflex, and when he reacted, it was too late.

His face darkened, when did he become so self-conscious!

None of this is in keeping with his identity.

At this time, Tang Li asked very understandingly: "Does the prince want to practice calligraphy first or listen to the story of the Three Character Classic first?" ”

Words speak faster than physical responses: "Let's practice calligraphy." ”

After answering, Ning Yuchu regretted it, why did he not have such a long memory!

Another hour of great pain passed.

He put down the pen with a sore hand, and when he shook it, a thought vaguely came to his mind.

It's not quite right, it seems that he woke up after the ugly monster fell into the water, and he has been led by her nose.

No, he's going to resist!

At this time, Tang Li swept over with a smiling face: "Then tell the story of Mencius and his mother this morning." Warring States Period ......"

A voice as gentle as a spring breeze sounded in the room, and it immediately brought people into that era.

Ning Yuchu supported his chin with one hand and gradually fell into his mind.

As for Fang Cai's thoughts, he had long forgotten them in Java.

In order to reward Ning Yu for the remarkable effect of practicing calligraphy in the early morning, Tang Li told a story before leaving school.

After the people left, Ning Yuchu immediately stretched out his hand towards Qingqiu: "Take it." ”

Qingqiu was confused: "What to take?" ”

When the words fell, he was hit with a chestnut.

Ning Yuchu used impatience to hide the true emotions in his heart, and said viciously: "What kind of Laoshzi scripture was given to you by the ugly eight monsters, hurry up and take it out." ”

Qingqiu covered her head, handed over the scriptures bitterly, and muttered in her heart: If you make it clear, if you don't make it clear, how will the slave know what you want.

Ning Yuchu took the scriptures and turned a few pages, his brows furrowed so that he could kill flies.

"So many words, the strokes are still so complicated......"