Lake bottom, stone chamber.
After coming out from Miss Qin Er, Luo Qingzhou came here.
Seize the time and continue practicing.
Most of the day was wasted.
Starting tonight, he had to return to a normal schedule no matter what.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Wearing shorts and shirtless.
Amid the dull sound of impact, sweat and impurities are eliminated from the pores, and the skin and flesh are tempered and become tighter and tougher.
Only exercised for two hours.
It's evening.
"boom!"
The punch was like thunder, and stone chips flew.
Luo Qingzhou performed the Thunder Fist several more times before leaving the stone chamber.
After washing my body clean at the bottom of the lake, I returned to the courtyard.
After eating the dinner that Xiaodie brought back.
He boiled some hot water, moved the bathtub into the room, and then dripped the last drop of flesh-refining medicine into the bathtub.
The clear water in the bucket immediately turned light green.
After he sat in the bathtub, practicing his internal energy and absorbing the potion, he took out the Martial Arts Stone and checked his recent progress.
Strength has been increased from 600 to 800.
Speed increased from 6 to 8.
The impact resistance has also increased from 300 to 500.
The change in mental strength is particularly obvious, having increased from 18 to 25.
It seems that the recent body training and soul cultivation have progressed rapidly.
All the data showed that his body refining was about to succeed.
We must not slack off and must keep up the good work!
The meat-refining potion has been used up.
So he has to go out again tomorrow and buy three more bottles.
Since the potion and spiritual fluid work so well together, he would definitely not be reluctant to spend money.
As long as it can speed up the speed of cultivation, any expensive potion is worth it!
We must strive to succeed in refining our meat before the Chinese New Year!
After taking a shower.
Changed into clean clothes.
Luo Qingzhou went to his mother-in-law first.
I have to repeat these trivial things every night, and I don’t know when it will end.
It's okay to go there occasionally, but it feels a bit weird to go there every day, especially at night.
As soon as I reached the gate of the yard, I saw Zhu'er coming out.
Luo Qingzhou looked calm when he saw her.
When Zhu Er saw him, her cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly explained, "Aunt...Uncle, I came to deliver something to Madam, not to... to..."
"It's okay. It's okay to come and say bad things about me to the lady."
Luo Qingzhou smiled faintly and walked in.
He behaves uprightly and behaves properly in front of the Second Miss. He has a clean relationship with the Second Miss, so what is there to be afraid of
Mei'er saw him at the door and went in to report.
Then he led him into the house.
Song Ruyue was sitting in a chair reading a book. When she saw him coming, she glanced at him and ignored him.
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Mother-in-law."
Song Ruyue hummed, her expression indifferent, and said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou waited patiently.
After a while, Song Ruyue put down the book, looked at him and asked, "Did you go to see Wei Mo today?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I went."
Song Ruyue asked again: "What did you talk about with Weimo?"
Luo Qingzhou sighed secretly. It seemed that he would have to be a parrot again tonight.
"I told the second young lady a few rounds of stories."
He replied respectfully.
Sure enough, Song Ruyue said calmly, "What story? Tell it to me, without missing a word."
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to tell the three episodes of "A Dream of Red Mansions" again.
After hearing this, Song Ruyue frowned and said, "It's so weird. The stone turned into a spirit and turned into a human. Did you write this yourself, or where did you read it from?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "I wrote it myself."
At this point, there is no need to tell the truth.
Because no one would believe it even if I told them.
The main thing is that it has no real source, which makes it seem hypocritical.
Song Ruyue snorted coldly, her face darkened, and she glared at him, "Luo Qingzhou, you wrote some nonsense yourself, but you even wrote my Wei Mo in it! You are so bold!"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Mother-in-law, please calm down. Qingzhou did not write the second young lady into the list."
Song Ruyue sneered, "Two curved eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning, a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy, when she is quiet, she is like a delicate flower reflecting on the water, and when she moves, she is like a weak willow swaying in the wind... Delicate and weak, with a sickly body, who else can this be about if not my Wei Mo? Could it be about me?"
Luo Qingzhou raised his head: "???"
"What are you looking at? Are you itching for trouble? I just said it casually. Why do you take it seriously? Are you really going to write me into the book?"
Song Ruyue glared at him.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Qingzhou doesn't dare."
"Humph, you are so brave, what are you afraid of? As a brother-in-law, you don't know the etiquette and don't follow the rules. You entered the boudoir of an unmarried sister-in-law and ate porridge with her on the couch. The spoon you used to eat porridge was your sister-in-law's special spoon... Haha, tell me, what are you afraid of?"
Song Ruyue had a sneer on her face and her tone was sarcastic and angry.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said nothing more.
At this time, explanation is covering up, defense is being stubborn, and crying out for injustice is being disobedient.
It’s better to just shut up.
but…
Is the spoon he uses to eat porridge really his sister-in-law's special spoon
Shouldn't it
"Why are you silent? You are so good at writing stories, and you are so good at speaking in front of my Wei Mo, but now you become mute in front of me? Are you too lazy to talk to me, or do you think that my teaching was wrong and you are resentful?"
Song Ruyue's face became colder.
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to say respectfully: "Qingzhou has no grievances. Mother-in-law is right to teach me a lesson. Qingzhou was wrong, so he dared not speak."
"Humph! You say you dare not speak, but who knows what you are cursing at me in your heart! Are you planning to go back and write me into your novel, secretly slandering me in it?"
Song Ruyue snorted coldly.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Qingzhou doesn't dare."
Song Ruyue retracted her gaze, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and stared at him for a while before saying with a sullen face, "Luo Qingzhou, tell me honestly, is there someone like me in your story? Tell the truth!"
Luo Qingzhou looked up at her and suddenly heard what she was thinking: If this brat dares to say no, then he can't leave tonight! Dig the soil in the back garden for me all night!
Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head. He pretended to hesitate for a while before saying, "Mother-in-law, there is indeed a character in it who is somewhat similar to you."
"oh?"
Song Ruyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and she sat up straight, but she sneered: "I knew that you are so bold that you dare to write about Wei Mo, so how could you not dare to write about me? Tell me, how is that character described? What is his appearance, his personality, his identity, and his ending?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and made up a story: "The appearance setting is beautiful as a flower, very young and beautiful. The personality is dignified and virtuous, gentle and generous, a good person, and very smart. Everyone likes her. As for the rest, I haven't thought about it yet."
I regret it so much.
Last time I had decided not to tell stories to Miss Qin Er anymore, so why couldn’t I help myself today
Now that's good.
This time I will not only be a repeater, but also a writer.
You're asking for trouble.
"Humph, you flatterer!"
Song Ruyue rolled her eyes, but she looked very pleased. She took a sip from the teacup, then glanced at him and said, "Originally, I should have punished you tonight, but I heard that Wei Mo was very happy with you, so I'll let you go this time. Remember, you can't give up halfway when doing anything. You have to see it through to the end! You have to visit Wei Mo more often and make her happy. You can't just tell this story halfway. Since Wei Mo likes to hear it, you have to tell her the whole story. Do you hear me?"
"Qingzhou understands."
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully.
"Go down, go back and think carefully. If Wei Mo is unhappy, watch out for your skin!"
Before leaving, Song Ruyue gave another stern warning.
Luo Qingzhou bowed and retreated.
After he left, Song Ruyue immediately stood up and walked into the side room next door.
In the room.
In front of the eucalyptus table, there was an old gentleman with gray hair, holding a wolf-hair brush and writing furiously.
"Did you write them all down?"
Song Ruyue waited for a while, and when she saw him stop writing, she couldn't wait to ask.
The old gentleman cupped his hands and said, "Madam, I have written it all down, not missing a single word."
Song Ruyue nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, and then suddenly remembered something: "Did you write down the beautiful, gentle and virtuous person like me that the brat mentioned at the end?"
The old gentleman's mouth twitched, and he looked up and said, "Madam, the son-in-law hasn't finished speaking yet, do you have to write this down?"
"Nonsense! Remember it for me! If you don't remember the most important things, what's the point of having you?"
Song Ruyue glared at him.
The old gentleman quickly picked up his pen again and said, "Madam, please calm down. I will remember it right away. She is as beautiful as a flower, and her personality..."
Song Ruyue immediately said angrily: "Appearance is missing two words, very young and very beautiful!"
"Yes, yes, I'll write it down right away!"
The old man was sweating profusely.
Luo Qingzhou left the hospital and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This mother-in-law is really difficult to please, and she is becoming more and more difficult to please.
He had to think carefully about how to include her in the article without seeming out of place and at the same time making her happy.
How about making up a story for her alone
Anyway, just praise her, compliment her, make her happy, and let her show off.
Luo Qingzhou pondered all the way and arrived at the "Lingchan Moon Palace".
The gate is open.
Luo Qingzhou knocked on the door and walked in.
There was no one in the front yard.
In the back garden, Miss Qin was still sitting quietly in the pavilion reading a book.
Bai Ling was holding a flower in her hand, leaning on the railing boredly, kicking her feet, frowning, and looking like she was worried about something.
"Crunch, crunch..."
Luo Qingzhou walked over on the snow.
Hearing the footsteps, Bailing came to her senses. After seeing him, she quickly stood up, revealing two sweet dimples on her face, but those dimples only bloomed for a moment and then disappeared immediately.
"snort!"
She snorted coldly, twisted her body, turned sideways, and turned her face away, looking like she was still angry about what happened last night.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, walked outside the pavilion, bowed and said, "Miss."
Xia Chan is not here again.
Is this Miss Qin going to repeat the words asking him to go see Xia Chan again tonight
Just as he was secretly guessing, Qin Jianjia raised her head and looked at him. After a pause, she said calmly, "Go back earlier."
Luo Qingzhou: “???”
"yes."
Although he was confused, he did not ask any more questions and just bowed and left.
Seeing that he really just left like that, Bai Ling quickly turned around and said, "Son-in-law, Chanchan lost a lot of blood today again, aren't you going to go see her?"
As he said that, he couldn't wait to walk out of the pavilion and said, "Sir, I'll take you there."
As she spoke, she bit her lips lightly, her eyes were watery, and a shy smile appeared on her face, and the angry expression just now disappeared in an instant.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "Miss Bailing, I won't go tonight. I have to go back to study. Let's go next time."
After saying that, without waiting for her to react, he quickly walked out of the garden.
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, the shyness on her face froze, and she quickly chased after him and said, "Uncle, uncle, wait for me... you, have you forgotten something?"
"without."
Luo Qingzhou's voice sounded in the distance.
Bai Ling chased after him while shouting, "Uncle, wait for me, wait for me... Think about it carefully, is there really something you forgot? It's not about going to see Chanchan, you... think about it carefully, you will definitely be able to figure it out..."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and quickly walked out of the front yard.