"So, Brother Lin is only 19 years old. He is really young and promising."
"Haha, blah blah blah. I'm too young and have too little experience. I don't know as much as Brother Wang about many things."
What he said was very helpful to Wang Ling. After all, there were usually aloof cultivators who rarely lowered their posture to communicate with ordinary people.
These words were not all compliments. He really didn't know much about the world. Chatting with Wang Ling, a person in a completely different circle from his daily life, could indeed quickly make up for a lot of knowledge.
For example, for Qingyue Pavilion, Wang Ling was a regular customer here, and it didn't mean that he spent a lot of spiritual stones and slept with many women here.
He is just an ordinary county police officer. He doesn't have so many spiritual stones. Every time he comes, he always stays with friends or finds someone to share the table with. But I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running away.
After seeing them so many times, he was very familiar with the women in Qingyue Pavilion, and he immediately introduced them to Lin Jie one by one.
Lin Jie listened with great interest and was very happy.
He casually mentioned the woman whose talent, talent and appearance were ordinary and could not impress anyone. She had beauty but no outstanding talent, so he simply described her in a few words. But when she reached the level of courtesan who was both beautiful and talented, he He started talking at length.
There are also many interesting stories and proverbs about making tea. Talking about music and tunes, reciting poems and composing poems, talents and beauties will eventually become a good story.
After telling some good stories, they tasted the performances on stage with Lin Jie. Lin Jie had some unique opinions on these, but Wang Ling had no opinion on these. In short, for him, as long as the dancers were rich and Be generous and that's good acting.
As for playing some musical instruments, he was even less interested. Lin Jie was more interested in these.
They continued chatting for a long time, and Wang Ling didn't stop until the full teapot was finished. He took a bite of the fruit.
"Brother Lin, it's getting late. Let's talk next time if we are destined." After saying that, he took out fifty spirit stones from his pocket and put it on the table. Then he put some fruits into his pocket, and then Just left.
Lin Jie nodded slightly and stared out the window, the beautiful dusk was slowly coming.
He put away the spirit stones, following his example, and also put some fruits in his pocket.
After leaving Qingyue Pavilion, he did not stay in the town and returned to his small courtyard in Lingxifeng.
I didn’t choose to practice tonight. Instead, I took out the spiritual paper I bought last time and prepared to draw the talisman. It was still my old friend’s “divine walking talisman.” “I didn’t sleep all night.
Nine out of ten were successful, which was quite satisfactory. After Lin Jie put away his things. After taking a look at the weather outside, it was still early, so he simply took the last second-level spirit-gathering pill in his body. The pill entered his body, and he felt a sense of warmth.
The spiritual energy around him gathered into his body, and Lin Jie sat on the bed and began to practice.
He stayed in the courtyard to practice for three days. During this period, Lin Lanlan came to bring him food. Lin Jie thought it was great to have such a caring junior sister.
His good brother Xu Linfan finally came to him as if he was resurrected. Although he came to borrow spiritual stones from him, this boy was very angry and hesitantly refused to explain the reason. Although Lin Jie was surprised, he still lent him 200 spirit stones.
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Leng Shixue had been a little bored the past few days and had been in retreat.
The reason why she was not disturbed by Qu Huanyin was because she sneaked out to play last time, but was discovered by her master when she returned and was imprisoned again.
However, Qu Huanyin was not that bored this time in confinement. She bought a lot of novels last time, and she has been reading them quietly during the past few days of confinement.
The master also saw that she did not make a fuss as usual and thought she had changed her temper, so he let her out.
So today, Leng Shixue and Qu Huanyin went to Chihuo Peak together.
"Hey, if that crazy woman Xu Huohuo is there, you have to help me."
Qu Huanyin puffed out her small mouth, as if she thought of something and was filled with anger.
"Would Xu Huohuo be interested in novels?"
"That's right. That crazy woman has nothing else to be interested in except fighting."
Qu Huanyin also felt a little happier because she couldn't meet her. But he turned his eyes and looked at Leng Shixue, who had an extremely cold temperament.
"Then you'll be in trouble for a long time, aren't you annoyed?"
"It's annoying, but I won't change my mind just because of one person."
"Okay~", she drawled. There was no surprise, it seemed like the other person had always been this way.
The little girl sometimes wonders what kind of man will be able to break this ice in the future.
She trotted to Leng Shixue. Taking the initiative to hold her hand, the two quickly arrived at their destination.
There is a spiritual grass garden behind the main hall of Red Fire Peak.
High-end elixirs are everywhere here, and exotic flowers and plants are as colorful as a canvas. There is a large courtyard in the middle with many beautiful fairies.
When Leng Shixue appeared, it was like a streak of ice and snow flying, instantly eclipsing many people. However, in front of her, there are still a few women who are not afraid and still shine with their unique brilliance.
Leng Shixue didn't care about this and walked into the courtyard calmly.
They are all relatively powerful and famous women in the sect, and they are all interested in things like music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so they will hold such gatherings when they have time to communicate.
Although Leng Shixue doesn't like lively situations, she won't shrink from things that interest her.
So she comes almost every time, and everyone is used to it. Although this party was held by Xu Jiuhuo, she still came because she was Leng Shixue.
Xu Jiuhuo was the only man among the flowers, but he was still calm and content. He was still wearing white clothes and a crown on his head. He looks like a scholar and a scholar.
"Shixue, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
He came to Leng Shixue. However, Leng Shixue's face was calm and her temperament was cold, as if she was isolated from his fiery heart.
"When will you disband that "Poetry Snow Club"? "."
"I will not disband. It is the crystallization of my "love" for you."
Leng Shixue ignored him and walked in directly with Qu Huanyin. The little girl stuck out her tongue at Xu Jiuhuo.
Leaving behind a long fire that hit the wall again. But he was used to it. This was Leng Shixue. If she didn't say that, he might not like her.
With the arrival of Leng Shixue, everyone gradually began to chat, with poems, articles, music, and dances each having their own chapters.
It starts with a woman.
"The autumn garden in Xiaoji is full of flowers, and the desolate red walls are green with grass."
Then everyone takes turns taking it, because there is no limit on subject matter, no limit on content, and no rules, so it is relatively simple. You don’t have to say anything if you really don’t have it.
When Leng Shixue arrived, she thought deeply, looked at the wine glasses and pots on the table, and then spoke.
"The curling pot contains the soul of snow, and the silver ice is full of clear waves."
What a poem. The women around me were amazed, some were envious, and some were jealous. But it was more about appreciation, and the one who took the lead in applauding was Xu Jiuhuo.
Leng Shixue nodded and smiled. She motioned for her to continue speaking, because most of them had hobbies and were monks, unlike literati who practiced regularly, so there were few poems and sentences that could make her eyes shine.
At this time, it was the turn of a woman from Moon Shadow Peak. She was Li Siyue, the direct disciple of the master of Moon Shadow Peak. She was very talented in cultivation and had an outstanding appearance and temperament. She is also the goddess in the minds of many people in the sect.
Her temperament is elegant and her every frown and smile give people a warm feeling. Looking at everyone, she spoke slowly.
"Speechless, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.
Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. "
Her temperament changed from elegant to lonely, and the women and men around her looked surprised.
Leng Shixue sighed and took the initiative to applaud.
"Good words. Reflecting sorrow with thoughts and lamenting without words. Better than bitter tears."
Everyone also followed suit and applauded.
