Qu Ling's character design is also very interesting.

This body counts that she has already changed three souls.

The first is the original owner, the second is an opera master who has traveled from modern times, and the third is Qu Lingyu.

So she inherited the memories of the two people at once.

When the original owner was still a baby, he was picked up by the class leader Qu Yuanxiang and returned to the Fengxi class.

Her parents didn't know whether she was alive or dead, she was raised by Qu Yuanxiang, regarded him as her own father, loved opera very much, but she was extremely talented, and died suddenly at the age of 14 due to excessive practice and refusal to fall asleep.

Maybe God took pity on this hard-working girl, and after her death, a modern opera master came to her with a skill, which was also her wish.

But the soul of the later did not match, the opera master only stayed in this world for four years, and then he broke away from the body due to the instability of the soul and continued to fall into reincarnation.

The body that lost her soul lay quietly on the bed, so that the man thought that she was asleep, so that he dared to do something wrong.

When Yiling saw the vacancy, he stuffed Qu Ling's soul in.

......

The opera garden of the Fengxi class is extremely extravagant, the stage is outdoor and indoor, Qionglou Yuyu, carved beams and paintings.

Qu Ling Kite sat in front of the stage outside, bending her slender fingers and gently tapping the table with her armor, and her crisp voice was quite clear in the quiet moonlight.

"The name of Shujin is a bit feminine. Qu Lingkite looked at the table and muttered to himself.

When the moon is in the sky, the light is everywhere.

Shu Jin, who was lying on the roof of the theater garden with his arms on his arms blowing the wind, vaguely heard this sentence, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Earlier, people always called him "Young Marshal Shujin", and it was not that he didn't like others to call him Shaoshuai, but he didn't want others to call him Shujin, because the name was feminine.

Later, he forbade this title, but the people of Fengcheng thought that he didn't like the title of young marshal.

He was too lazy to explain, and there was no need to explain.

It's called Jin Ye and how domineering.

The special brocade in front of people is often heroic in a military uniform, and the special brocade behind people is always unkempt.

He got up lazily with the bricks and tiles, refusing to straighten his back, trying to see which refused to fall asleep in the middle of the night, and his mind was full of him.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he could only dimly see a slender silhouette.

The woman leaned lazily on the back of a carved mahogany chair like him, and a lotus root arm supported her cheek, white and flawless.

I really don't know what I did before, the three thousand green silk is so messy.

Shu Jin's eyes flickered, and he withdrew his gaze in disgust.

No matter how beautiful you are, aren't you also a nymphomaniac?

There was the sound of footsteps under the eaves, and perhaps the woman had returned to the house.

Shu Jin turned over, and felt that something was wrong.

The footsteps were heavy, obviously not light, and the shadow I had just glimpsed, the willow waist under the cheongsam, would never be this kind of sound when walking.

"Ling Kite, you are really ruthless, you actually threw your master on the wall just now, it hurts. The disgusting man's voice was confused, and he insisted on pretending to be pitiful.

Qu Lingkite only felt that he was very funny in his ears, and even the corners of Shujin's eyes twitched.

"This lord, although Ling Kite is a play, but he doesn't sell himself, if you want to find flowers and willows, you should find another place. ”

Shu Jin finally heard her voice clearly.

Throat clearing, with a touch of alienation and coldness, the tone is slow, but it is pleasing to the ear.

The man refused to give up: "Master spends so many silver dollars every day in your Fengxi class, don't you want to let a drama serve you?"

With such contemptuous words, Qu Lingyuan was annoyed when she heard it: "I said it, the actor is not a prostitute, and I hope you will respect yourself, if you get closer, don't blame me for being polite." ”

She never felt that the opera was unbearable, and modern opera masters were still respected, or these people themselves were dirty.

Rising from her chair, she straightened her back, her slender fingers gripping the mahogany chair tightly.

The experience of her previous life made her remember the skills of fighting, as long as her hands were not captured, she still had the strength to fight.

The man approached slowly, and Qu Ling Kite made a posture ready to defend itself.

"Ahem. ”

A sudden cough from the roof broke the tense atmosphere of the scene.

Qu Lingyuan didn't dare to take his eyes off the man in front of him, but the man looked towards the roof, and was suddenly frightened.

"Nishiki... Jin Ye?"

Shu Jin propped his hands behind his back, his military uniform was slightly wrinkled, his eyelids drooped, and he looked at them condescendingly, with a casual expression but he could look at everything.

He was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "In the middle of the night, it disturbs people's dreams." ”

In a word, the disgusting man's belly trembled and his fingers trembled.

"Master Jin, I'll get out, I'll get out. The man's voice was weak, and he dragged his round belly and ran out of the theater garden.

Who doesn't know the status of the warlords, who are nominally subject to rule, but who establish their own power at the local level.

In other words, in the warlords' territories, they are the rulers.

What's more, Shu Jin has a gun in his hand.

Watching the man roll away, Qu Ling kite curtly let go of the mahogany chair.

She didn't expect to see Shu Jin here, she lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you Jin Ye." ”

If it weren't for you, this chair would have almost gone to the west, such a beautiful carving, it would be distressing to break it.

Shu Jin still remembered the pose she had just struck, stared at it for a few more seconds, and asked, "Will you fight?"

Qu Lingyuan's mind spun rapidly, and when he found a word of excuse for himself, he replied with a meek smile: "If you learn drama, you can do everything." ”

"I don't know if you've ever sung such a play. Shu Jin propped up one of his long legs and looked at her with interest.

Hearing that she had just called herself Ling Kite, he remembered the famous Fengxi class drama Qu Ling Kite in recent years.

has heard of it, so I naturally know her singing style.

"I just haven't performed yet. Qu Ling's face is not red, and her heart is not beating.

The opera master is already good at some kung fu, but she didn't cheat Shujin.

Shujin couldn't deny it, raised his eyebrows, and continued to lie back in place.

Qu Ling Kite was not sleepy, and simply sat back in the chair and bathed in the moonlight and breeze.

I don't know if Shu Jin fell asleep on the roof, Qu Ling was bored: "Why did Jin Ye come to lie on the roof of this opera garden in the middle of the night." ”

Her soft voice blew into her ears with the wind, and she thought about it, probably because the moon above the opera garden was the most beautiful.

But he didn't want to say more, and replied lazily: "Yes." ”

"It's so late, isn't Jin Ye sleepy?"

"Hmm. ”

"......" Yes, it's very special.

Air solidification.

After a long time, Qu Lingyuan felt a little cold, rubbed his exposed arm outside the cheongsam, and said goodbye to Shu Jin: "Master Jin, the temperature has dropped, come back early." ”

"......" Shujin closed his eyes and said no more.

Qu Lingkite didn't care, and walked towards his room with a long step, thinking that the quilt had been touched by a disgusting man, and it was estimated that he would have to change it to fall asleep smoothly.

As for Shujin, I don't want to deal with her now, I'm afraid that sooner or later it will be really fragrant.

Listening to the footsteps in the distance, Shu Jin closed his eyes and his eyelashes fluttered a few times.

This woman is chattering, and it is really noisy.