Haishi.
A silver moon rises above the branches.
Luo Qingzhou practiced internal skills and mental techniques on the bed for a while.
Seeing that it was almost time, I crossed my legs and fell into meditation, and my soul came out of my body.
First, he practiced the Thunderbolt Fist in the house for half an hour.
Then he passed through the roof, floated into the air, and flew towards the Yuanyang Tower.
Something happened last night, and the soul senior seemed a little unhappy.
Let’s talk a little more tonight.
There is no wind or snow tonight, and the moon is bright and clear.
It's a good night to tell stories.
When Luo Qingzhou flew to Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure was already standing on the eaves.
It seemed to be waiting for him.
The red bead on the roof has been covered in advance by the snow-white handkerchief.
Luo Qingzhou floated over and landed behind her, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Senior, I have kept you waiting for a long time."
The moon-white figure looked at him, was silent for a moment, and said in an ethereal voice: "Is there anyone waiting at home tonight?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Yes, but I can go back later tonight."
The moon-white figure looked at him through the hazy light: "Oh? Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "My wife has gone to bed and doesn't need my company anymore."
The moon-white figure was hidden in the halo, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly. He could only feel that he was looking at him.
There was another moment of silence.
She opened her mouth and said, "Let's talk, start from the beginning."
Starting from scratch again?
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said: "Senior, if you want to write it down, how about I write it down on paper for you tomorrow night?"
He really didn't want to be a repeater anymore.
During the day, when I was a human being, I was used as a repeater. After reading here, I had to go there to read again.
Now I am doing it at night, and it is used as a repeater, and I have to repeat it every night.
I can't bear it.
"No, you read it."
The moon-white figure refused his proposal.
Luo Qingzhou sighed secretly and did not dare to say more, so he had to read it again.
"Chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, and no one can see it. Since Pangu broke through the Hongmeng, it opened up the distinction between the clear and the turbid..."
The moon-white figure had a solemn expression and listened intently with bated breath. The moonlight-like light on his body flickered slightly, like a bright light in the attic.
But it’s hard to see with the naked eye.
When it came to the story of the Stone Monkey traveling across the ocean and preparing to study under his master, Luo Qingzhou started from the beginning again and told the story three times in a row.
After he finished speaking for the fourth time, he finally couldn't help but say goodbye: "Senior, it's getting late, I have to go home."
The moon-white figure stood on the eaves, and there was silence for a while. Then Fang looked at him and said, "Tell me again."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
The roof suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke.
"Uh-huh!"
At this moment, the handkerchief covering the red beads on the roof suddenly floated up.
Immediately, a burst of red light suddenly shot out from the red bead, instantly covering Luo Qingzhou inside!
A sharp pain suddenly hit me!
Luo Qingzhou was caught off guard, and his soul suddenly froze and was locked in place. Then it trembled violently and cracks began to appear.
Waves of body-tearing pain continue to come from every part of the soul!
His eyes began to darken, and he wanted to speak and reach out, but he couldn't do anything.
He looked at the moon-white figure on the eaves.
The moon-white figure also looked at him, its eyes hidden in the halo of light, cold and indifferent, seeming to turn a blind eye to his pain and despair.
Luo Qingzhou's entire body began to fall into pieces.
The head, limbs, and trunk began to split...
An aura of death enveloped his entire soul.
Are you going to lose your mind?
He thought desperately about the little girl in the room, and also about the pretty girl who always held flowers and was kissed by him...
For some reason, he thought of that arrogant and cold girl again...
Vision begins to blur.
Consciousness begins to fade...
But at this moment, the snow-white handkerchief floating in the air suddenly fell down again, covering the red bead.
The red glow disappeared instantly.
The pain began to subside.
The fragmented body began to reunite at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After more than ten minutes, his soul became a whole again.
But there were still bursts of tearing pain in his body.
The originally solid soul has now become a little thin.
He looked at the moon-white figure on the eaves and said nothing.
The moon-white figure also looked at him, silent.
The night is silent.
There wasn't even a sound of wind.
In the attic, two souls faced each other in silence.
a long time.
The moon-white figure spoke lightly, still using the same four words: "Say it again."
Luo Qingzhou was silent.
The roof was quiet for a long time.
Luo Qingzhou thought that the snow-white handkerchief would fly up again and that he might lose his mind, when the moon-white figure spoke again: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said: "Afraid."
The Yuebai figure said: "Then why don't you listen to me?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent again.
"Dignity? Face? Or what?"
Luo Qingzhou remained silent.
The moon-white figure stared at him for another moment, then Fang slowly said: "You think I was punishing you just now, right?"
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled, and the words recorded in the book suddenly came to his mind.
The training of night travel, in addition to wandering around in the wind and rain, experiencing the dark night scenery, there is also a shortcut, the soul is broken, the test of life and death.
The Yuebai figure spoke again: "You are now in the night travel realm. If you want to be promoted to the day travel realm, if you follow your current cultivation method, it will take at least several months. But if you use this tower guarding bead to help, five days will be enough. That’s right. Of course, the premise is that I’m by your side.”
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he suddenly thought that after being nearly torn apart by the tower-guarding bead that night, his soul was indeed much stronger now. He suddenly realized that he quickly bowed his head and said, "Thank you, senior. I have misunderstood senior."
It seemed that his efforts to please him over the past few nights had not been in vain.
The senior who initially refused to give him guidance finally began to relent, and personally helped him practice and advance.
only……
Why not tell him in advance so that he can be prepared?
Because of the missed appointment last night?
How could such a powerful man have such a big heart...
The Yuebai figure was silent for a moment, and then said, "Can you tell me again?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately cupped his hands and said, "Of course."
A repeater is a repeater.
As long as it helps him practice, he can continue reading 24 hours a day without recharging the battery without stopping.
"Speak."
"Yes, senior."
Luo Qingzhou cheered up and spoke again in detail.
After finishing speaking for the last time, Yuebai's figure became silent and motionless, seeming to be thinking about something.
After a while.
She said slowly: "Go back and continue tomorrow night."
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and cupped his hands, and was about to say goodbye when she suddenly looked at him again and said, "Are you cultivating the soul without telling your wife?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned and said respectfully: "Yes."
The moon-white figure was silent for a moment and asked: "Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said casually: "It doesn't matter whether I tell her or not, she won't care."
The moon-white figure stopped talking.
"Senior, shall I go then?"
Luo Qingzhou handed over his hand.
The moon-white figure turned away and looked towards the dark night in the distance.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to disturb her anymore, floated up from the roof, and left quickly.
The moon-white figure turned its head and looked at his figure quickly disappearing into the night. After looking for a long time, he also disappeared on the same spot.
It was already early in the morning when Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and regained consciousness.
Xiaodie has already knocked on the door twice.
But I didn’t dare to enter the house.
On the third time, I finally heard his answer: "Come in."
The little girl opened the door, lowered her head and walked into the house with a red face.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and was stunned.
The little girl had her long hair loose and was wearing a pink tulle skirt. She didn't seem to be wearing a bellyband or underpants underneath, and her snow-white skin was looming in the transparent skirt...
"Master, these are...the clothes that Sister Xiaotao gave to this slave..."
The little girl got on the bed, got under the quilt, pressed her cheek against his chest, and whispered shyly.
"Um...why don't you wear it underneath?"
"Sister Xiaotao said...you don't need to wear it..."
"Do you listen to the young master, or do you listen to her?"
"Ah? My slave... I will listen to the master..."
"Then go and put them on. How can anyone sleep without underwear?"
"Son..."
"Go put it on quickly."
"Snoring... snoring..."
"???Xiaodie?"
"Snoring... snoring..."
"..."
the next day.
After Luo Qingzhou got up, he felt refreshed and more energetic.
It seems that the soul training last night was indeed very effective.
After Xiaodie got up, she went out to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth.
When Luo Qingzhou watched her brushing her teeth, the little girl's face suddenly turned red. She turned away and said shyly: "Master, last night... did you feel comfortable serving me last night?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded: "Yes. But I'll say goodbye next time. I promised to wait for another year."
The little girl turned her back to him and said with a blushing face: "But Master, I didn't...not like that. I just...just did that..."
"What kind?"
"Slave...Slave is just using your hands and feet."
"..."
After breakfast.
Luo Qingzhou went out alone and went to Jubao Pavilion.
Just after crossing the arch bridge and preparing to get off the bridge, I suddenly heard a quarrel coming from the river under the bridge.
One of the voices sounded extremely familiar.
He walked to the bridge railing and looked down.
A graceful young woman, with her hands on her hips, was arguing with an aunt who was washing clothes on the steps by the river.
Next to the young woman, stood a little girl in a red dress.
The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old. She was petite in stature and pretty in appearance. Her eyes were particularly big, watery, smart and cute. She was persuading the young woman anxiously.
There were other people washing clothes by the river. After watching the excitement for a while, they all gathered around with sticks, accusing and insulting the young woman.
When the young woman saw that the other party had a large number of people and weapons in her hands, she was a little scared, but she was still full of momentum. While pulling the little girl beside her back, she continued to curse tit for tat.
"Little Lang Hoozi, how dare you scold me! Tear her clothes to pieces and throw her into the river!"
The burly aunt who was scolding the young woman suddenly shouted angrily and grabbed the young woman's collar.
The little girl in the red dress burst into tears and begged those people loudly.
Luo Qingzhou frowned and walked over quickly.
Why are they here?
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