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- Chapter 41: Accessing the Internet
"Hehe, Master still loves me!" Liu Qingquan rolled his eyes at his senior brother and handed the black porcelain teacup heavily into his hands.
Even so, not even a drop of it spilled out of the cup. Liu Qingquan's skill was already extremely pure without even realizing it.
Zhou Zhiruo sat on the brocade pier opposite him, holding a black porcelain teacup in her snow-white hands, one black and one white, very distinct. She looked at Xiao Yuesheng with a vague gaze, empty but not real, and there was nothing strange about her jade face.
She only felt that Senior Brother Xiao at this time had a different temperament, and the aura of a warrior was completely gone. If she had not known him before, and saw his appearance, she would have thought that he was a scholar.
"Junior sister Zhou, how does it feel to be a rich lady for once?" Xiao Yuesheng looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a smile and asked with a smile.
Zhou Zhiruo, shrouded in his soft gaze, could no longer remain calm. Her face turned red and she smiled shyly: "It's quite interesting."
Xiao Yuesheng closed the moon-white brocade fan and placed it on the dining table. He picked up the black porcelain tea cup and took a sip. He looked up at her and said with a smile: "This rich lady is pretty good at dressing up. I don't know what she is doing." When will this thief come to your door? I hope it won't disturb your enjoyment."
"That's right, it would be best if we let us play for a few more days!" Liu Qingquan nodded hurriedly and sipped the tea leisurely. The tea in Xuemei Xuan was extraordinary, which made her very satisfied.
They chatted for a while and asked the inn to bring the food into the house. The three of them ate together in the house, talking and laughing, and they were enjoying themselves.
Although Zhou Zhiruo is quiet and elegant, with Liu Qingquan, a lively person, and Xiao Yuesheng's intentional guidance, she also opened her mind and gradually started to talk more.
Halfway through the meal, Xiao Yuesheng took out a white jade jug from his arms, half of which was slightly green. He said with a smile that it was home-brewed juice, specially made for the junior sisters who don't drink. He asked Zhou Zhiruo to taste it and correct it.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't notice anything unusual about the wine pot. She was joking with Liu Qingquan and didn't see where the wine pot came from. Seeing that it was extremely delicate and cute, she couldn't help but smile and said: "Senior Brother Xiao's Green Cong Walking on the Moon" The carving is so good, it¡¯s a truly magical work!¡±
"Haha, it makes me laugh. It's just a vulgar object. I was uneasy at that time and the carving was not good. Instead of throwing it into the bottom of the box, it is better to let it flow in the world."
Xiao Yuesheng laughed and said, letting go of the white jade wine bottle and letting Liu Qingquan take it and help pour the wine. The family scandal should not be made public. He would not say that it was because of his lack of money.
"Oh, I don't know how to drink!" Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly stopped her when she saw Liu Qingquan filling a cup of wine and bringing it to him.
Liu Qingquan shook the white jade pot slightly, and the green content inside swayed. He held Zhou Zhiruo down with his other hand, put the wine cup in front of her, and yelled in a sweet voice: "This is not wine, it's just juice!"
The radiant and beautiful face showed a bit of anger, feeling that she was too unhappy.
"Qingquan is right, it's really just some juice, it doesn't matter." Xiao Yuesheng also persuaded with a smile, his voice was gentle and honest, making people involuntarily convinced and close to him.
Zhou Zhiruo's interest was also very high. She no longer refused after hearing the words, and accepted happily. She glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, smiled lightly at Liu Qingquan and said, "Sister Liu is so lucky to have such a good senior brother!"
This glance was so charming that Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but feel swayed. In her body, he could faintly see some shadows of his wives, which were quite similar to Xiaoyu.
The juice brewed by Xiao Yuesheng is a sour fruit that is a specialty of Zishan. It is sour and sweet, and has a very special taste. He occasionally got up and brewed some like wine. It smelled green and refreshing, but after the fermentation of the peel , turned into distiller's yeast, which gives the juice a hint of alcohol content.
??The juice tastes extremely refreshing, especially in summer like this. It is as refreshing as iced sour plum soup. After drinking one cup, you still want to have another cup.
After several cups of wine, Zhou Zhiruo began to talk more, and she still talked exclusively to Xiao Yuesheng, speaking softly, but not losing her composure.
She felt that she was closer to Senior Brother Xiao. His every move, word and deed was free and elegant and touching.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Xiao Yuesheng smiled and talked to her, mostly talking about trivial things she did on Mount Emei, and the interesting things she usually did with her senior sisters, they had a lot of fun talking.
This lunch was extremely enjoyable and took a long time. When the dishes were removed, it was already mid-afternoon and they were also a little tipsy.
Xiao Yuesheng helped the two of them to the bed, took off their embroidered shoes, covered them with brocade quilts, and then went to the side room in the courtyard to read and pass the time.
In addition to the three main rooms, this Xuemei Pavilion also has two wing rooms, one on the east and one on the west. It has quite a lot of accommodation, enough for Xiao Yuesheng to live in.
When the two girls woke up, the golden crow fell to the west. It was already dusk.
Zhou Zhiruo sat on the couch in a daze, her hair shawl, charming and charming. Recalling the scene at lunch, she felt unspeakably annoyed. She couldn't help but touch her cheek, which was so hot.
"My ugly appearance must have been completely seen by Senior Brother Xiao. I really shouldn't have drank that juice, but I got drunk!"
She was sitting on the couch feeling sorry for herself. There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Yuesheng's clear voice sounded: "Qingquan, Zhiruo, are you awake?"
Wine can bring people closer. After lunch, Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s name for Zhou Zhiruo had changed. Instead of the original Junior Sister Zhou, he became Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo saw that her clothes were neatly dressed, and turned around to look around again. She saw Liu Qingquan lying on the bed, his bright eyes wide open, and he was awake, so he said softly: "Brother Xiao, come in."
She felt that calling her Senior Brother Xiao was a bit alienating, so she also changed her title. She couldn't help but think of the scene at lunch. It was really embarrassing!
The door of the room was pushed open, and Xiao Yuesheng floated in. He chuckled and said, "You two have had enough sleep this time, right? Just in time to cheer up at night."
Zhou Zhiruo lowered her face, not daring to look directly into his eyes. Her pink cheeks were blushing and she was extremely charming. Her beauty at this time was not inferior to Liu Qingquan's.
"Um Senior brother, are you ready for dinner?" Liu Qingquan got up from the bed, stretched out in a very unladylike way, his peaks were tall and tall, and he asked lazily, with a delicate and carefree look all over his body. Qi.
"Yes, it's time for dinner!" Xiao Yuesheng glared at her. Seeing that their clothes were disheveled, he avoided looking at them. He came to the window and played the Yaoqin on the desk.
"Hehe, senior brother, just play a piece of music. I told you that your piano skills are superb. Sister Zhou doesn't quite believe it yet!" Liu Qingquan suddenly brightened up and said with a smile.
"Forget it, laterget out of bed quickly, if you don't go out, there will be a curfew soon." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, as if he didn't see Zhou Zhiruo's eager eyes.
Zhou Zhiruo really didn¡¯t believe that this senior brother Xiao could really play the piano well.
Practicing the piano is like practicing martial arts. You must have both understanding and hard work. Otherwise, it will be difficult to achieve success. He has been practicing in seclusion. How can he have time to play the piano? If he hadn't been immersed in martial arts, how could he have such unpredictable martial arts?
"Huh, annoying curfew!" Liu Qingquan muttered and got up bitterly.
The Yuan Dynasty was no better than the Song Dynasty. There was no night market, and even lighting up lights at night was prohibited. However, this was just a rule and was not strictly enforced. It was okay to light up lights at home.
In the Shuiyun Sect, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, no one can care about it, but it is very lively at night. After practicing all day in the day, they get together to talk and laugh at night, which is the most happy time. When they arrive in the city, Liu Qingquan is naturally extremely unhappy adapt.
The three of them did not go far, they just had dinner in the lobby of Ping An Inn, which made the hall extremely quiet. Everyone became polite and polite, and all the foul language on their lips disappeared.
They also ate much less food than usual. It was so beautiful and delicious, but with Zhou Zhiruo here, they glanced at it secretly. How could they have any intention of eating? !
If Xiao Yuesheng had not been thick-skinned and determined, he would have been stared at by people on pins and needles. They regarded this unattractive man sitting at the same table with the beauty as a thorn in their flesh, and under the fire of jealousy, they wanted to get rid of him quickly.
After dinner, the three of them returned to Xuemeixuan. It was already dark.
Xiao Yuesheng did not go to their house again, but went directly back to the wing. After all, men and women were not intimate, and although he didn't care, he still had to worry about Zhou Zhiruo's thoughts.
Zhou Zhiruo and Liu Qingquan have become extremely close, and they have a vague sense of love for each other. Seeing Liu Qingquan makes them feel even more intimate.
The two of them were lying on the couch, each holding a book, chattering away, giggling from time to time so that Xiao Yuesheng could hear.
With Xiao Yuesheng living in the same courtyard, Zhou Zhiruo felt indescribably secure and safe. He no longer had to worry about the plots of flower pickers, and the air around him became beautiful and sweet.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting cross-legged on the couch, with the curtains closed and his eyes slowly radiating out, sensing the changes in Chengdu City.
Under the curfew, if there are people on the street, they must not be peaceful people, and they must have evil intentions. This makes Xiao Yuesheng's search easier. If it was in the Tang and Song Dynasties, the night market was prosperous, and even if his soul was tyrannical, he would not be able to survive in the vast sea of ??people. What are you looking for?
Chengdu city at night is not as quiet as it appears. There are several people wearing night clothes, hanging on the eaves and walking on the walls, doing sneaky things. Xiao Yuesheng will not care about these noisy things. There are thousands of things in the world, so he can't care about them. Don't come.
There was nothing going on near Xuemeixuan, but it was quite peaceful.
He was not in a hurry. It was only the middle of the night and it was a good opportunity for the flower picker to take action. His mind seemed to be awake but not awake, and he inhaledA stream of heaven and earth vitality is tempered and condensed in the body, turning into an almost liquid form, seeping into the meridians and organs of the body, nourishing the body, and constantly improving one's physique.
His soul is so strong that he no longer needs to practice. The last reincarnation left him frightened, and he also realized that he had a shortcoming, that is, his physical body was not strong enough.
Although that body is not afraid of ordinary thunder and lightning, it is still unable to withstand the thunder of heavenly tribulation that condenses the evil energy of heaven and earth. Outside Xiangyang City, he killed too many Mongolians in one fell swoop.
In this life, he wanted to improve and practice the Guanlan Divine Art to make his body as powerful as the soul and immortal. He didn't want to suffer the pain of separation again.
Time passed quickly during his practice, and soon it was past midnight.
After Xiao Yuesheng arrived, the two senior disciples of the Emei sect no longer guarded Xuemei Xuan, but found two other rooms in the inn in front.
The moon in the sky has been covered by dark clouds, making it easy to travel on a dark moon.
A black shadow is looming in the night. If you are not paying attention, it is difficult to detect its existence. He is of medium height, walking close to the wall, like a cat walking, or running like a rabbit, silent and agile like a raccoon cat.
The courtyard wall of Xuemeixuan was very high, and he ignored it. With a soundless tip of his toe, he jumped up and slowly landed on the top of the wall.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and a small stone fell to the ground. It was he who threw it to ask for directions.
There was no movement in the courtyard, it was dark and as quiet as death. Only the bamboo forest on the west side of the courtyard rustled rhythmically, making it easy for people to fall asleep.
The sound of "pa" sounded again. He leaned on the wall and threw stones to ask for directions.
There was still no movement. He moved and slowly floated down from the top of the wall, like a light feather, landing right where the stone fell.
After landing on the ground, he remained still, like a fossil, listening carefully, filtering out the sound of shaking bamboos and listening to the breathing sounds of each house in the courtyard.
Sure enough, there were two people breathing, and their voices were low and slow. They were obviously sleeping soundly and in the same room.
The word "kill two birds with one stone" suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him feel excited. A tent was already rising from the lower body of his dark night clothes.
He took a few deep breaths in the night wind, slowly suppressed his excitement, and remained calm and agile. He carefully looked at the situation in the yard to see if there were any arrangements, and imagined an escape route in his mind.
I stood up quietly and observed carefully. Everything was not different. He stepped carefully, stepped high, put on his feet lightly, one foot was blunt, and there was no strangeness and noise to be found.
He took every step cautiously, as if walking on thin ice, and finally came to the window of the east room, approached the screen window, and looked inside.
It was pitch dark inside, nothing could be seen, but the sound of breathing became clearer, the rhythm remained unchanged, and he was still immersed in a deep sleep.
At this time, the excitement in his heart gradually surged up again, and his breathing could not help but become a little rapid, and he took out a thin tube from his arms.
Dip some saliva into the screen window with your fingers, and gently smear it on the screen window, and then a cold light appears. It is a dagger, and gently pokes a small hole in the screen window that is wet with saliva. Silently, the thin tube is inserted, He brought his mouth up and blew a few puffs.
Pulling out the thin tube, he listened attentively, ready to escape at any time if anything unusual happened.
The time for tea passed, but the breathing in the room did not change. He was overjoyed and had great confidence in his own fragrance. He knew that the matter was done, and he would be able to taste and play with two extremely beauties.
Gently inserting the dagger, cutting through the window bolt like cutting tofu, he lifted the window, his body as agile as an ape, and got in easily.
As soon as he landed on the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes involuntarily squinted to resist the strong light. His heart tightened, and his body was already in front of his mind, retreating like an arrow, and he jumped towards the window.
A spring of elasticity suddenly appeared, soft yet strong, like a wall of air, which bounced him back to where he was before he staggered and took a few steps back.
"Hee hee" A crisp chuckle suddenly sounded in the room.
He turned around and looked, and two dazzling faces appeared in his eyes. Even though he had been through the flowers, he had never seen such stunning faces before. For a moment, he felt like he couldn't look straight at them.
"Hey, you're still covering your face!" Liu Qingquan said with surprise in a sarcastic tone, her hair shawl-shaped and her smile charming.
After saying that, he pulled out a long sword from the side of the bed. The cold light shone under the light, making his heart sink more and more. The cold air went up his spine and hit the jade pillow.
This masked man in black felt his heart tremble. He already understood that he had failed this time and hit the net. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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