Sitting on the bed, Xu Qingluo kept hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, the footsteps in the corridor, the voices of people stealing, and the moans and wheezing of the men and women next door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info drifting outside, this kind of thing is always unavoidable, but it just makes her upset and blushing a little bit I don t know if su yu will hear such a shameful voice. He's on the other side of the door, and eighty percent of them can hear it, but that's not going to work!

She immediately sat up from the bed, floated out of the door, and then slapped the lock of Su Yu's room and drove straight in. She wanted to cast a spell on Su Yu to isolate the sound, but when she entered the door, she saw Su Yu'an sleeping peacefully on the bed, the futon was neatly covered, only revealing a delicate face, a peaceful and complacent look in a dream. Xu Qingluo stuck out her tongue, retreated lightly, covered the door and went back to her room.

Next time, she thought, she would definitely change to a quiet hotel, or simply rent a house in a nearby residential area. This place is very close to Jin Luohua's school, so it is convenient to track Jin Luohua's movements and observe the development of Jin Lin's relationship, and she plans to live here for a while. However, if it's just observation, in fact, you can live anywhere, but she still has a vague intention of interfering, of course, to prevent, not promote.

She just wants to disobey the strange idea before, just to see what will happen if Uncle Lin and Jin Luohua can't be together, and Uncle Lin is twenty years older than Jin Luohua, and he has a wife and children at home, so no matter how he thinks about it, he is not suitable to be with Jin Luohua. She really hopes that Uncle Lin can match his words and deeds, and be a good man loyally and dutifully, but just like Uncle Lin himself said, "People's desires are like fire, and even themselves can be burned to ashes," Isn't moral restraint all made of paper?

Well, just think about the way men look at themselves, even if they usually hide their beautiful appearances, she will often read from their eyes the greed for herself, including those things called "love" that arise purely from beauty, but some are naked, some are dressed in more or less pretentiousness and disguise, but it is conceivable that whenever there is a chance, they will pounce on themselves like hungry wolves and eat themselves. I know that only people who have desires can be called people, but those excessive coveting and greed just make her feel troubled.

But Su Yu is different, even if he has seen the most beautiful himself, his eyes are so clean and refreshing. ...... Maybe it's because his brain is broken and he can't think nonsense? It should also be because of his age and experience, he is still a child who is not very civilized? Even so, Xu Qingluo still believes that he has his inherent innocence.

Everyone has desires, just as it is natural for people to eat while they are alive, but because of the traction of different astrological signs, there are still huge differences between people. Those under the influence of Mars are aggressive by nature, those under the influence of Venus are prone to longing, Mercury is a favorite of the old and the new, and Jupiter is indulgent and pompous. The intertwined forces of the planets, coupled with the inheritance of the essence and blood of the parents, and the polishing of real experience, this is the whole of personality.

Xu Qingluo was curious about what Su Yu's astrolabe looked like. She had asked Su Yu about her life before, but she didn't have time to calculate, and now she was bored and suddenly became interested. She also doesn't need pen and paper, just spread her right hand in front of her eyes, shake it gently, and there will be a trace of green streamer in her hand, gathering into a ball like smoke and fog in her palm, the size of a basketball in her hand, and then gently shake it, during which it will light up more than a dozen points of light, red, white, blue and purple in different colors, like a sudden light on a Christmas tree, just a little more grand and profound feeling.

This is a simplified solar system, which is a celestial simulation of the moment Su Yu was born. This three-dimensional model is much clearer than a flat astrolabe. Xu Qingluo looked closely, the sun was sinking in the west, the stars were low, and there was a bright moon hanging high on the east side of Zhongtian, which was the location of the 11th house. This is a very rare astrological pattern of "Toad House Solitude", or "Lonely Moon Solitude", and this moon is truly lonely, and does not cast its gaze at other stars at any angle, except for a small black-purple star cowering in the corner of the 7th house, which is Hades.

From a cultivator's point of view, the Hades King must not be regarded with the Sun and Moon, the Six Stars of the Water Valley, the Two Kings of the Sky and the Sea, etc., not because it is far-reaching and insignificant, but because its identity is too special. It is an outsider, a killer of Gu Xing, and the culprit of extinction of the cultivation path of this realm, although it is very different from the past because of the entanglement of Gu Xing's wreckage, it is still impossible for the monk to recognize. It's just that in every astrology book Xu Qingluo collected, there are a lot of in-depth descriptions of Pluto, and it seems that it is an indispensable and important part of the astrological charts of modern people. So she had to reluctantly glance at it.

If you don't look at Hades, it is "Toad Palace Alone", and when you look at Hades, you find that all the planets are intersecting with Hades without exception, just like a Hades sitting alone in the big tent of the Chinese army, and the rest of the sun and moon planets are only looking at their horses.

What is this?

There has never been such an astrological pattern, because there is no Hades in the world of monks. However, if Su Yu could practice, Hades would most likely be the core of his cultivation. It's a pity that this assumption is meaningless, this is a star map without Gu Xing, and it can't open the window to practice. Those who have Hades will not have Gu Xing, and those who have Gu Xing will not have Hades, so cultivating Hades or something can only be boring to think about.

Thinking that Su Yu couldn't practice, Xu Qingluo suddenly felt bored, and simply extinguished the star ball in her hand. After a moment of fascination in the dark light of the room, she sat back on her knees and closed her eyes. The sights and sounds of hundreds of cats in several cities were transmitted one after another, and various images and sounds flashed through their minds. Like switching TV channels, she examined Xiao Hei and the stray cat team he led one by one, and before leaving the city, she had asked them to keep an eye on Su Yu's alma mater. She knew that there had been cultivators who had observed Su Yu, and her two high-profile performances on the stage and on the roof of the building were intended to lure them out to find herself, and she had been monitoring everything there through Xiao Hei these days, but unfortunately the other party was secretive and cunning, and she didn't find anything.

Then she locked the signal on a black cat named "Bean Sprouts" in the city of Beijing, it was one of the "detectives" responsible for searching for Uncle Lin's traces, and she and Su Yu were able to find Uncle Lin that day thanks to it. Now this little guy is running forward on the street dodging the headlights, Xu Qingluo instructed it to get into the holly bushes on the side of the road, sniff it, there is Uncle Lin's breath nearby, and walk forward in the holly bushes for a while, and see Uncle Lin's car parked on the side of the road, Uncle Lin is opening the door and getting down from the car, and Zhou Ming is coming down on the other side. She let the sprouts lie still and listen.

"Editor-in-Chief Lin, I, I'm fine, you reply,...... You reply!" Zhou Ming's voice was a little vague, obviously drunk, "I'm really fine, don't you just lose love, it's not a big deal, I ...... I could have found something prettier!"

"If you can think so, let's go, I'll help you up. This was Uncle Lin's somewhat deep voice.

"No, I'm not going up, I'll have to say to you—a few words of my own! You must think...... It's on me, I'm stepping on two boats, I'm a scumbag, right?"

"I don't understand the feelings of your young people. ”

"No, no, you know, you don't understand that I said you, and you understand. It's not my fault, it's ...... Astrolabe!"

"Okay, you've drunk too much, hurry up and go to bed!"

"No, you let me finish. I love Luohua very much, really, I have been chasing her for five years! How many or how many five years can I have in my life? I don't love her, can I chase her for five years? But no, no way, the fate of the two of us is not good, the astrolabe is not compatible! I looked for Hongyin and Bai Di and they all said that we can't be together! This is providence!"

"That's it?" Uncle Lin seemed to be unable to help it, sighed and said, "Zhou Ming, what do you want me to say about you? Providence and providence, after all, is it not a fake hand? If you are wholeheartedly devoted to her, will God send lightning to slash you? If you are a little bloody, you should do it for the astrolabe, and do it for God!"

"It's useless, you ...... I can't see that you are so bloody and strong at your age, hehe, hehe...... My astrolabe, the golden fire is in the middle of the sky, the king of the sea of punishment, you let me guard a woman, how can I keep it? This is the configuration of a love saint!"

"Oh, so you're going to split your legs with peace of mind and be a love saint?"

"No, no, not yet, it's just ...... Scumbag, you have to continue to cultivate. ”

"Then I wish you a speedy and fruitful cultivation. ”

Uncle Lin threw down this sentence, followed by the sound of closing the car door and starting the car, and then Zhou Ming's drunken farewell: "Lin, Editor-in-Chief Lin, go slowly!"

Xu Qingluo heard all this in her ears, she really wanted the bean sprouts to pounce on Hua Zhou Ming's face, she despised all those who made excuses for their mistakes, especially in the name of ethereal fate. It's not that fate doesn't exist, it's that what you see in the astrolabe is not really fate, but only a very limited corner of fate. Just like the astral structure of the Golden Fire Sea King, it can have many different signs to interpret, different people will walk out of different golden fire sea paths, so why cling to the chaotic love it points to?

And the weak hearts full of desire can only glimpse the enchanting devil on the astrolabe, but they can't see the colorful nature of fate, and in the end they can only use fate as an excuse to fall into the abyss under the bewitchment of the devil, and enjoy it.

If there is Zhou Ming in this world, there will be a few more sad girls. But how many people like Zhou Ming are so busy?

Xu Qingluo sighed, retracted her consciousness, and cut off the connection with the bean sprouts. She opened her eyes, jumped out of bed, floated out of the room, glanced at Su Yu's door opposite, thought it was time to get down to business, and walked out of the hotel silently.

The city fans are colorful, and the night is colorful.

Xu Qingluo walked along the long street, looking at the east while walking, and I didn't know how far she went, and finally saw a piano shop. At this time, the piano shop was not closed, and the sound of pianos was slowly flowing out of the door, and through the window, you could see all kinds of musical instruments hanging on the walls. Xu Qingluo walked in front of the piano shop, glanced inside the door, and suddenly there was a black and red guitar in her hand.

Su Yu's guitar was too old, and it didn't look like a high-end product. She decided to give him this new guitar. Well, it's stolen, but for such a big piano shop, a guitar is nothing.

She continued to wander forward. If you have a guitar, you have to have a few books on guitar and music theory, and of course, that's for yourself. Su Yu can't read books and learn by herself, she has to learn by herself before teaching Su Yu. She walked into a bookstore with her guitar on her back and came out with five or six more books in her hand. This time I bought it, the bookstore is too small, and there are few customers, so it is not easy to operate.

Then she walked back. When passing by a martial arts dojo, she remembered that she had passed by here during the day, Su Yu reluctantly glanced inside, and then she walked in and spent money to get a membership card. But when she turned around, she stole the money back from the cash register, and accidentally took a few hundred more. Of course, she won't return it, who let the guy who made the card stare at herself.

Okay, you've got everything. Don't give it to Su Xiaoyu tomorrow, and then give it to him when he can't find the wandering singer and run back, well, you must scold him for being stupid first.

Xu Qingluo made up her mind, and with a flash of light between her fingers, everything disappeared. She has a small space that no one else can see, where her clothes, books, and other things she usually uses are placed. After putting away her things, she walked to the small hotel, and saw a boy walking into the door of the hotel with the girl in her arms, thinking that there was another pair of shameless men and women in the place where she lived, her face couldn't help but blush slightly, and she turned around and walked towards the small unattended park.

Like when Su Yu was away, she slept on a tree tonight.

At the beginning of the morning light, she spun down from the tree, and the dew drops that shook between the branches and leaves were like rain, she raised her face, raised her right hand, and the fingertips shone with a faint white light, and the scattered dew drops condensed into a ball and fell into the palm of her hand. She washed her face with this dew, shook her body, and put on a new dress, and then she sat on the edge of the flower bed, took out the book she bought last night, and waited for Su Yu to arrive while flipping through it.

The number of people exercising in the morning gradually increased, so Su Yu ran into the garden in the crowd, smiled at her with a pure face, and then went for a morning jog in a circle in the garden.

She would read quietly every morning, and Su Yu didn't know what she was reading today.

Su Yu sometimes wonders why she is always reading, as if she has endless books. I read in the park in the morning and go to school after breakfast. She still sits in the mushroom pavilion opposite the girls' building, occasionally closing her eyes and recuperating when she reads, switching to the pets' field of vision to observe the movement. When Su Yu left, went to the teaching building to hang out, and went to the playground to watch people play football, she took the guitar left by Su Yu and tried to stroke it.

She's never learned a musical instrument, but that's okay, she's amazingly good at learning. The tender fingertips caress the strings, with a faint fluorescent glow, which seems rusty at first, but soon becomes proficient, and the sound of the piano changes from intermittent to continuous and harmonious, and finally plays a tactful and melodious folk music.

Many boys and girls passing by heard the sound of the piano and saw the long-haired girl wearing a blue floral skirt holding a guitar under the mushroom pavilion, but Su Yu didn't hear or see it.

Su Yu was still looking forward to the guitar lesson in the afternoon, and he was excited all day. As soon as he had lunch, he put his guitar on his back and rushed to the underground passage. However, the wandering singer is not there, and the position for singing yesterday was empty. Su Yu felt that he might have come early, so he stood there holding the guitar and waiting, he was quiet and patient, and he didn't know how long he waited, but the other party never appeared, but some passers-by thought he was singing, and actually threw a coin in front of him.

A dime. He leaned down, picked up the coin, and put it in his pocket, thinking to himself, is this his first pot of gold?

Then he looked up, and in his somewhat dazed gaze, at the end of the passage, a figure with a guitar on his back appeared. It was a girl with short hair and ears, and a smile that was serene and elegant.

He knows.