The sword hall was silent.
Ning sat on the chair for a long time. The chair was motionless and showed no sign of collapse.
Lerou was slightly startled, and subconsciously glanced at each other with Yun Ze. Both of them saw the other's shock in each other's eyes.
Lerou frowned and clenched her fists, as if to say it doesn't matter, we are doing this in a series.
Yun Ze turned his head silently, raised his eyes quietly, and stared at Ning Jiujiu. He watched him naturally pick up the book and held his breath nervously.
Ning Jiujiu opened the page and made a soft noise. Seeing him rubbing his fingers, Lerou felt happy. She thought that there was some weird medicine on the edge of the paper. If he dared to lick his fingers, he would be dizzy. It takes a whole day to get some sleep.
Ning Xiaoling came over with concern and asked softly: "Senior brother, are you okay?"
Ning Jiujiu looked at her finger and said, "It's okay. I accidentally opened the book and almost scratched it."
Lerou's sharp eyes immediately saw that there was no blood on his fingers. She was very disappointed and her fists clenched in excitement relaxed a little.
However, she firmly believed that her plans were layered and difficult to save, and even if for some unknown reason he escaped two or three disasters, he would always fall victim to them!
Yun Ze suddenly discovered that Junior Sister Lerou's eyes seemed too serious and obvious, which actually attracted Master's attention. Yun Ze saw that the situation was not good, and before Master noticed him, he immediately lowered his head and read a book seriously. He looked loyal and coughed twice as a reminder.
Le Rou was slightly startled, raised her chin, and her eyes met Lu Marian's cold eyes. Her heart tightened, and she quickly lowered her head and pretended to read seriously. It wasn't until Lu Marian stopped looking at her that she secretly used The corner of his eye continued to glance in the direction of Ning Changjiu.
Ning Jiujiu was already explaining the contents of the Sword Scripture to Ning Xiaoling.
The Sword Scripture was also tampered with, and many of the characters were embellished with some weird techniques. Logically speaking, Ning Changjiu should not recognize them.
But Le Rou has no idea that he has seen the world's biggest verbal deception - the word "not appreciable", so these little tricks are naturally not even a layer of veil in his eyes.
He fluently explained the contents of the book to Ning Xiaoling with a calm expression. Ning Xiaoling nodded frequently, thoughtfully.
Le Rou was shocked and wondered what went wrong. Could it be that Xu Weiran and Yun Ze were secretly taking care of him
It shouldn’t be, I obviously watched them do it.
The more Lerou thought about it, the more distressed she became. She clenched her fists and continued to glance there from the corner of her eye. She thought to herself that it didn't matter. He still had a trump card. As long as he picked up the pen on the table later and wanted to write some comments or something, then he would I will press the inscription on the pen barrel and quietly print the words "I am a pig". It will take at least half a month to wash it off!
Sure enough, Ning Jiujiu lived up to Lerou's expectations. It didn't take long for him to reach out for the pen.
Lerou held her breath.
But just when Ning Changjiu was about to touch the pen, he seemed to have seen some interesting sentences. He retracted his hand, pressed it on the page, and gave Ning Xiaoling some pointers.
In the next quarter of an hour, this happened three times, which made Lerou's heart go up and down.
You, an outer sect disciple, have never seen the world. This is just a general outline about swordsmanship. They are all illusory principles. How can there be so many witty sayings that are worthy of your repeated pointing out? Lerou thought angrily.
Finally, Ning Jiujiu seemed to be a little thirsty after talking, and finally picked up the pen to write something. She was determined, and there were only three things in her mind. She must have been tricked this time, right
"Lerou!"
Suddenly, a cold and stern voice sounded. Lerou, who was already tense, was so frightened that her body was like a frightened rabbit. She jumped up from the chair and shouted in a panic: "Here! "
She looked at her master's eyes as he looked at her, and a majestic aura instantly made her tense up. She couldn't look away, and she had no intention of looking at Ning Jiujiu.
Out of nervousness, she straightened the hair hanging down by her cheeks, and her earlobes suddenly turned red.
"Master... Master, what's wrong?" she asked nervously.
"Studying in morning class today, what did you see?" Lu Married asked calmly.
Le Rou's petite body trembled slightly, and she was about to lower her head to read, but she heard Lu Jiaoqing scold: "Look up!"
Lerou's slender neck stretched again.
Lu Married asked: "Before you stood up, where did you read the last sentence? You are not allowed to read."
Le Rou was not reading at all. At this moment, her mind went blank due to the sudden fright, and the low laughter of other disciples could be heard around her. The sense of shame made her want to cry without tears. How can she come back to Master? The problem.
"Just now... I just saw that the sword... its insignificance... its power..."
She knocked on her head, unable to form a complete sentence.
Xu Weiran and Yun Ze lowered their heads and sighed softly, looking almost mournful.
Lu Married looked at her coldly, with an expression of hatred for steel, and said in a cold voice: "Lerou, you don't have the appearance of an insider like this. Not to mention that you and your senior brother have skipped classes and got into trouble many times. Now you can't even do it anymore." The morning classes are so half-hearted and the road is straight forward, do you think you can climb up with a little cleverness?"
Lerou lowered her head, wrung her hands in front of her body, and whispered: "Master, I was wrong..."
Lu Marry said coldly: "I know I made a mistake. When will I see you change my ways? Come up and receive the punishment!"
"Yes..." Lerou bit her lower lip and responded in a low voice. She reluctantly walked out of her seat and walked to the dark desk with small steps in front of everyone. She lowered her head and said, Stretched out his hand.
Lu Marry held the back in one hand, picked up the ruler with the other, and waved it down.
A crisp sound echoed in the sword hall along with the painful groan of the girl gritting her teeth.
After about ten strokes, Lu Marian looked at her red palm and felt a little unbearable. She took back the ruler and said, "I won't do it again in the future."
Lerou's hands were trembling slightly, with burning pain. She lowered her head, her eyes filled with tears. She only dared to nod her head at this moment, for fear that she would choke when she opened her mouth. She was already so embarrassed, but she couldn't be embarrassed anymore...
"Go back." Lu Marian sighed lightly.
Lerou turned around quickly, and when she looked back, she vaguely caught a glimpse of Ning Changjiu from the corner of her eye, a young man dressed in the attire of an outer disciple, with a faint smile on his face.
Le Rou felt even more resentful. She obviously planned to tease others, but now she let him see the joke. The girl's cheeks turned red all of a sudden. She didn't want to see anyone, so she quickly ran back to her seat, folded her arms, and looked like an ostrich. Same buried inside.
Ning Changjiu pointed in the direction of Lerou and whispered to Ning Xiaoling: "Junior sister, please remember from now on that you cannot be like you, senior sister Lerou. You must practice diligently and don't let Master worry about you."
Ning Xiaoling looked at Lerou who was very sad and nodded obediently.
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The morning class was finally over, and Lerou dared to use her spiritual power to dissipate the burning pain in her palms.
She raised her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, which were still a little red.
Yun Ze turned around and sighed: "I told you not to do this a long time ago. Isn't it self-defeating and annoying the master?"
Lerou quickly made a gesture of silence and lowered her voice: "What are you talking about?"
"Lerou."
The familiar voice behind her sounded again. Lerou straightened her back and said, "Master!"
Lu Marion appeared behind her like a ghost at some point. She knocked on Lerou's table and said, "Come out with me for a moment."
Lerou's heart suddenly rose to her throat again. She turned around tremblingly and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the master did not hold a ruler in his hand.
Lu Marry walked towards the door, and Lerou quickly followed pitifully.
Ning Xiaoling, who saw this scene, was slightly frightened and said: "Master must be too cruel... Although those few strokes of the ruler did not hit the palm of my hand, it hurt when I heard it."
Ning Jiujiu comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, junior sister, many tigresses are actually paper tigers."
Ning Xiaoling was shocked and said: "Senior brother, if you want to say this kind of thing in the future, stay away from me. I don't want to be dragged into trouble by you."
The disciples in the sword hall got up one after another after morning classes, cleared their desks, and walked towards the sword field.
Ning Jiujiu chatted with Ning Xiaoling for a while before she said goodbye to her senior brother and walked out the door.
Ning Jiujiu was the last one to leave the sword hall.
When he went out, he happened to meet Le Rou coming back after being scolded by Lu Marian, and the two passed by her.
At this moment, Junior Sister Lerou has stopped crying. After Lu Marian called her out just now, although her words were full of reprimands and turned over her old scores over the past few months, her words were much softer. Lerou knew that Master should not I was really angry, and my mood improved a little, and I responded to Lu Marion's criticisms one by one.
Before returning to the sword hall, she raised her eyes and happened to see Ning Changchun walking out of it. She was so angry that she couldn't help but glare at him angrily.
"Stop!" Lerou shouted.
"What's wrong?" Ning Jiujiu stopped.
Lerou originally said something rude, but when she thought of Master's teachings just now, she suppressed her anger. She just frowned her childish eyebrows and said: "You must practice well and don't let Master down. Do you understand?"
Ning Jiujiu seemed a little confused about what she said, and he was stunned for a while before he said yes.
Le Rou stared at him, wondering how he managed to escape this stupid look. Is it true that stupid people are blessed with stupid things, or...
Lerou suddenly let out a cry, leaned forward, and grabbed Ning Jiujiu with both hands. Ning Jiujiu was directly knocked to the ground by her. When he landed, his arms rested on the ground, and he groaned in pain and hissed. His teeth were painful and he said, "You... what are you doing?"
Lerou held her ankle and pretended to be in pain: "I just sprained my ankle, junior brother, I'm sorry..."
Ning stood up from the ground unsteadily, seemed a little angry, glared at her, dusted off the dust, turned and left without saying a word.
Lerou pretended to fall down just now and wanted to test it, but she didn't expect that he didn't even have time to hide and was knocked to the ground by her...
She looked at Ning Changjiu's somewhat frivolous steps and thought to herself that this person was not hiding his clumsiness, that was strange.
Returning to the sword hall, Lerou packed up her things, then came to Ning Changjiu's seat, squatted down and looked at the stool legs.
"It was sawed... Could it be that the saw was missing? It didn't break even when I sat on it..."
Lerou knocked on the chair, confused in her heart, hesitated for a while, and sat on it carefully.
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(Thanks to book friend VertigoK for the tip, thank you for your support~)
(Third update... Everyone, go to bed early, you should still be able to see another chapter when you wake up!)