The hour of Hai.
A silver moon rises above the branches.
Luo Qingzhou practiced his internal energy skills on the bed for a while.
Seeing that the time was about right, he sat cross-legged in meditation and his spirit left his body.
He first practiced the Thunder Fist in the house for half an hour.
Then it passed through the roof, floated into the air, and flew towards the Yuanyang Tower.
Something happened last night and that senior spirit seemed a little unhappy.
Let me talk a little more tonight.
There is no wind or snow tonight, and the moon is bright.
It's a good night for telling 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 round bead on the roof had been covered by the snow-white handkerchief in advance.
Luo Qingzhou floated over and landed behind her, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Senior, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
The moon-white figure looked at him, was silent for a moment, and asked vaguely, "Is there anyone waiting at home tonight?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Yes, but I can go back later tonight."
The moon-white figure looked at him through the dim light: "Oh? Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "My wife has already fallen asleep, she doesn't need me to accompany her."
Yuebai's figure was hidden in the halo, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but he could feel that he was looking at him.
There was another moment of silence.
She said, "Go ahead, start from the beginning."
Start all over 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 doesn't want to be a parrot anymore.
When I am a human being during the day, I am treated like a tape recorder. After reading here, I have to read there.
Now that I am a soul at night, I am treated as a tape recorder and have to repeat the same thing every night.
I can't bear it.
"No, you read it."
The moon-white figure rejected his proposal.
Luo Qingzhou sighed secretly, and dared not say anything more, so he had to recite it again.
"Before the chaos, the world was in chaos, and no one could see it. Ever since Pangu broke through the chaos, the world has been clear and turbid..."
The moon-white figure had a solemn expression and listened attentively with bated breath. The moonlight on his body flickered slightly, like a bright lamp in the attic.
But it is invisible to the naked eye.
When it came to the part where the stone monkey crossed the ocean to learn skills from a master, Luo Qingzhou started from the beginning again and told the story three times in a row.
After finishing his fourth speech, 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. After a long silence, he looked at him and said, "Tell me again."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
The rooftop suddenly fell silent and no one spoke.
“Swish!”
At this moment, the handkerchief covering the red beads on the roof suddenly fluttered up.
Then, a red light suddenly shot out from the red round bead, instantly enveloping Luo Qingzhou!
A sharp pain suddenly came!
Luo Qingzhou was caught off guard, his soul suddenly froze and was locked in place, then began to tremble violently and cracks began to appear.
Waves of severe pain of body tearing continued to come from every part of the soul!
His vision began to go dark. He wanted to speak, wanted to reach out, but he could do nothing.
He looked at the moon-white figure on the eaves.
The moon-white figure was also looking at him, its eyes hidden in the halo, cold and indifferent, as if it was blind to his pain and despair.
Luo Qingzhou's entire body began to fall apart.
The head, limbs, and torso began to split apart...
A breath of death enveloped his entire soul.
Are you going to be scared to death
He thought desperately of the little girl in the house, and also of the pretty girl who always held flowers and was kissed by him...
For some reason, he thought of that arrogant and cold girl again...
My vision started to blur.
Consciousness begins to fade...
But at this moment, the snow-white handkerchief floating in the air suddenly fell down and covered the red round bead.
The red light disappeared instantly.
The severe pain began to ease.
The shattered body began to come together again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
More than ten minutes later, his soul became a whole again.
But the body still felt waves of tearing pain.
The originally solid spirit has now become somewhat 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 was not even the sound of wind.
In the attic, two souls faced each other silently.
a long time.
The moon-white figure spoke calmly, still saying those 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 soul, but the moon-white figure spoke again: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid."
The moon-white figure said, "Then why don't you listen to me?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent again.
"Dignity? Face? Or what?"
Luo Qingzhou remained silent.
The white figure stared at him for a moment, then slowly said, "You think I was punishing you just now, right?"
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled, and suddenly the words recorded in the book came to his mind.
In addition to being exposed to wind and rain, wandering around, and experiencing the scenery of the night, the night tour training also has a shortcut, which is the shattering of the soul and the training of life and death.
The moon-white figure spoke again: "You are now in the Night Traveling Realm. If you want to advance to the Day Traveling Realm, it will take at least several months if you follow your current cultivation method. But if you use this tower-guarding bead to help, five days will be enough. Of course, the premise is that I am by your side. I never owe anyone anything. You tell me stories and I help you cultivate."
Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered that after being nearly torn apart by the tower-guarding bead that night, his soul was indeed much stronger now. He suddenly realized and bowed his head: "Thank you, senior. I misunderstood you."
It seems that his efforts to please others these past few nights were not in vain.
The senior who had refused to give him any guidance at first finally began to relent and personally helped him practice and advance.
The moon-white figure was silent for a moment, then asked, "Can you tell me again?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately bowed and said, "Of course."
A repeater is just a repeater.
As long as it helps him practice, he can repeat it for 24 hours without stopping.
"Go ahead."
"Yes, senior."
Luo Qingzhou cheered himself up and explained it again carefully.
After finishing the last time, Yuebai's figure fell silent and motionless, as if he was recalling something.
After a moment.
She slowly said, "Go back."
Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and was about to say goodbye when she suddenly looked at him and asked, "Are you cultivating your soul without telling your wife?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned and said respectfully: "Yes."
The white figure was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said casually: "It doesn't matter whether you tell her or not, she won't care."
The moon-white figure stopped talking.
"Senior, then I will go?"
Luo Qingzhou bowed.
The moon-white figure turned his head away and looked into the darkness in the distance.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to disturb her anymore. He floated up from the roof and left quickly.
The Yuebai figure turned his head and watched his figure quickly disappear into the night. After watching for a long time, he also disappeared from the spot.
It was already early morning when Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and regained consciousness.
Xiaodie has knocked on the door twice.
But I didn't dare go into the house.
The third time, I finally heard his answer: "Come in."
The little girl pushed open the door, lowered her head, and walked into the room with a red face.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and was stunned.
The little girl had long hair and wore a pink gauze skirt. It seemed that she didn't even wear a bellyband or underwear. Her snow-white skin was faintly visible under the transparent dress...
"Sir, this is... the clothes that Sister Xiaotao gave to me..."
The little girl got on the bed, crawled under the quilt, put her cheek on his chest, and whispered shyly.
"Um... why aren't you wearing anything underneath?"
"Sister Xiaotao said... you don't need to wear it..."
"Do you listen to the young master or her?"
"Ah? I... I will listen to you, Master..."
"Then put it on. Who would sleep without underwear?"
"Young Master..."
"Put it on quickly."
“Snoring…Snoring…”
"??? Xiaodie?"
“Snoring…Snoring…”
"… "
the next day.
After Luo Qingzhou got up, he felt refreshed and full of energy.
It seems that last night's soul training was indeed 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 blushed, and she turned away shyly and said, "Sir, last night...did I serve you comfortably last night?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded: "Yes. But goodbye next time, I said I would wait another year."
The little girl turned her back to him and said with a blushing face, "But sir, I didn't... I didn't do that. I just... just did that..."
"What?"
"The slave... the slave just moved his hands."
"… "
Finish breakfast.
Luo Qingzhou went out alone and went to Jubao Pavilion.
Just as I crossed the arch bridge and was about 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 was standing on the steps by the river, with her hands on her hips, arguing with an old lady who was washing clothes.
Next to the young woman stood a little girl in a red dress.
The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, with a petite figure and a pretty face. She had a pair of particularly large, watery eyes that were lively and cute. She was trying to persuade the young woman anxiously.
There were other people washing clothes by the river. After watching the excitement for a while, they all gathered over with clubs in their hands and started to accuse and insult the young woman.
The young woman was frightened when she saw that the other side had more people and weapons in their hands, but she was still very aggressive. She pulled the little girl beside her back while continuing to curse back.
"You little slut, you still dare to scold me! Tear her clothes off and throw her into the river!"
The burly aunt who was arguing with the young woman suddenly shouted angrily and grabbed the young woman by the collar.
The little girl in the red dress started crying anxiously and begged loudly to those people.
Luo Qingzhou frowned and walked over quickly.
Why are they here