"What kind of nightmare did you have?" Ruan Siqiong quietly sat beside the bed.
"...No, I just remembered a very sad story." Qing Qiao struggled to prop up her body, feeling a little dizzy, "Uncle, I suddenly feel pain in my back, but is it because of healing?"
Ruan Siqiong smiled faintly: "There is no need to panic, just now I did transmit the Zhiyang inner force to you through the back."
"Zhi Yang? What? Doesn't Lie Yan Zhan need such soft martial arts as the Nine Yin Manual to resolve it?" Qing Qiao's eyes widened in surprise. Could it be that he met a barefoot doctor today
"Nine Yin Manual?" Ruan Siqiong slightly raised his eyebrows, "I've never heard of such a martial art."
"—But you don't need to worry." He changed the subject, with a confident expression on his face, "Although Lie Yan Zhan's name is masculine, it is an out-and-out sinister martial art. If the recruiter does not have the inner strength of the sun to dissolve the cold in the body in time, the final The seven orifices will bleed and turn into a puddle of rotten water
. "Finally concluded the statement, "It is absolutely right for me to use Prajna Kungfu for you. "
Qing Qiao nodded. Since life and death are determined by the author, it seems that the plot of the story is still long, so it is estimated that the uncle will not lie to her.
Looking around in a relaxed mood, I found a brass birdcage hanging above the bed, and there were two plump and luxurious parrots standing inside.
One is snow-white and the other is emerald green, with extremely sharp eyes.
"... This is not my room." She stated the facts calmly, "My bed doesn't have these blue curtains, and I can't afford to raise such a delicate bird."
Ruan Siqiong raised the corner of his mouth: "This is my room, I brought you here. As for these birds - they are my pets."
"Your pet?" Qing Qiao automatically ignored the first half of the sentence that might have some deep meaning, and opened her lips in an O-shape, "Uncle Ruan, shouldn't a talent like you have an eagle, a leopard, a tiger, and a poisonous snake?"
Ruan Siqiong was taken aback, but immediately understood what she meant.
"If you have confidence, you don't need to bluff." He stretched out his hand and gently teased the two parrots, with a calm smile on his face, "It doesn't matter what kind of pet you have, the key is who the pet's owner is."
"Believe it or not, I used to like raising ants?" He turned one side of his face, with extremely graceful lines, "The headmaster thought my hobby was too weird, so he sent a pair of parrots."
"It's pretty good-looking." He raised his chin quietly, "I just don't know what skills I have?"
His eyes were a little wandering, and Qing Qiao's heart was trembling, so he hurriedly changed the subject with a laugh: "I don't know if these two parrots have names?"
"The white one is called Mana." Ruan Siqiong turned his head and smiled, "It's the name of the person I personally killed."
The cold air spread over the back of the spine, and the smile on Qing Qiao's face suddenly stiffened a bit: "Yuan, so the uncle still remembers?"
Alas, Master Ruan should have been a handsome young man with a jade face back then, the first time he killed someone, it would be unforgettable.
"I don't remember." Ruan Siqiong shook his head solemnly, "I only remember his name. It's been so long, I forgot the details."
"The green one doesn't have a name yet.
. "His eyebrows have always been faint, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that has nothing to do with him, "I wanted to use the name of the person who died under my sword last, but I still don't know who will be the last. "
The curtains in the room moved slightly, and the fragrance swelled in the cold wind.
Qing Qiao stared at him blankly, even though she had thousands of words in her heart, she didn't dare to say them.
"Maybe you can give me a suggestion, what is the name of this green one?" Ruan Siqiong looked at her stupid look, and couldn't help laughing, "I heard that there is a disciple named "Qiao" in Lisantang, who was sealed by Master Manman because of his good hyphenation. As the guest of honor, I think it will be you."
Uh, well, there is really something else hidden.
Qing Qiao wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, and said in a dazed voice, "Since one is called Mana, I think the other one should be called Dona, so that it will surely shock the world in the future."
Ruan Siqiong was slightly stunned again, but without questioning, he just said with a smile: "It can be considered."
Coming out of Ruan Siqiong's room, Third Senior Sister and Seventh Senior Sister were already waiting at the door.
"Junior Sister, I really envy you that you can have such close contact with Uncle Ruan." Seventh Senior Sister had two red clouds flying on her cheeks, "If I can let him heal my wounds, I will be willing to be cut by flames a thousand times."
a thousand times? I'm afraid that at that time, senior sister, you would have been turned into ashes long ago, and even ten Ruan Siqiong would not be able to save you. Alas, idolatry is terrible.
The third senior sister also nodded in agreement, and patted her on the shoulder while saying: "Prajna Gong is a Buddhist heart method, which specializes in cultivating the internal energy of the sun, and there are no more than ten people in the world with this skill. Only the head of the Xiling School and Master Ruan have received the true instruction. You are really lucky this time."
Qing Qiao nodded quickly, with a happy smile on her face.
"Uncle Ruan has already ordered that he will heal your wounds every morning when he comes back from practicing." Third Senior Sister said again, "Little Junior Sister, you can't sleep in anymore in the future, you have to get up to take a shower and wash, and go to the uncle's room in advance wait here."
No matter how awkward these words sounded, Qing Qiao kept silent, mourning in her heart that her honeymoon period with Duke Zhou was about to be shortened.
"By the way, the full abbot of the Quiet Temple heard that you were injured, so they came here to see you." The third senior sister saw that her mood suddenly turned low, and comforted her with kind words, "Master is really merciful."
Inexplicably, the air pressure around me suddenly dropped.
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Xiling, a small courtyard in Lisan Hall.
Master Manman came lightly with his thin, dark old face, and a body that was praised by everyone as "immortal style bone".
"Why don't you stay on the mountain properly, girl? Now that you have offended someone else from Yaowanggu, it's really a disaster in the plains."
Seeing that Qing Qiao's face was pale and her lips were purple, the master couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
Alas, I don't want to either, the key is everything is arranged by the author. She thought of the nightmare of going through the theater last night, and smiled helplessly.
Seeing that there was no one around, Manman suddenly leaned over and whispered: "Miss, you still have to be careful, otherwise it will be very difficult for me to explain to that lord..."
Qing Qiao was shocked, and immediately straightened her back with a serious face: "Master, please report back to your lord, Gan Xiaoqiao will definitely not disgrace her life."
Manman let out a long breath, and Fang said: "I brought some high-quality medicinal materials over here, if you are free, you might as well make two bowls and drink."
Qing Qiao nodded his thanks.
"By the way, the Buddhist scripture pavilion in this temple is about to be completed, and I still hope that the girl will give me the words."
Manman put down the teacup in his hand, and finally started to talk about the main point.
-Again!
Qing Qiao supported her head with her hands, shielding her face from pain: "Master, I have already inscribed a lot of characters for you, why do I need to inscribe characters for the temple now?"
"The girl has a special status. A little more words can help me to be safe for a thousand years." Manman raised his face, serious and serious.
"... What the master said is very true." Qing Qiao sighed, and decided to throw away her weapon and surrender, "Since it is a Buddhist scripture pavilion in a temple, there are four characters that are perfect - 'Harvard College', master, just use it."
"What is 'Harvard'?" Manman was a little stunned.
"'Harvard' just likes Buddha very much, very much, really like it to the extreme." Qing Qiao explained patiently.
Manman was quite satisfied with this explanation, took the word, and was about to leave happily
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"Wait a minute, master!" Qing Qiao called him from behind, "I wonder if Xiao Qiao will be lucky enough to step into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion?"
"Of course not." Man Man steadied his body, without turning his head, "The Sutra Pavilion is an important place for Buddhism, and no one is allowed to enter unless he is an eminent monk."
Qing Qiao was immediately discouraged.
Man Man took two steps forward, and suddenly said nonchalantly: "Oh, that place is sparsely populated every time it is ugly, and it is neglected to take care of it."
Qing Qiao's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and he cupped his hands behind Man Man's back and said, "Thank you, Master!"
A few days later, at the time of Chou, a slender black shadow quietly appeared in the temple.
"Ha... Buddha... Book... Academy..."
The black shadow looked at the plaques on the door one by one by the faint moonlight, muttering something.
When he finally found it, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the bald donkey moved quickly, and he ordered someone to make the golden plaque and hang it up in only three days.
Picking up the wooden bolt on the window lattice with a tool, the black shadow tiptoed into the room, and turned back to close the window.
If you can't sneak around for a long time, you must be careful in every possible way.
I thought back then when I stole food tickets from home to exchange for candy, but my parents found out because the drawer was unlocked. Alas, that meal was so good, it’s really hard to look back.
When you enter the attic, you first look at the collection of books that fills the room up to the ceiling, yo, it really looks like a Hogwarts library.
"Xiling faction... Xiling faction..." I searched along the bookshelves line by line, and looked for any books related to the word "Xiling".
It has been more than a month since she went up the mountain, she secretly inquired several times, but almost no one has heard of the Qingmu humanoid sword. I was very anxious and didn't dare to say anything, I just hoped to find something in the Sutra Pavilion of Quiet Temple, after all, the two factions have always been on good terms.
After searching for half an hour, I finally found a whole row of books starting with "Xiling". I was overjoyed, so I started to look down one by one.
——"Xiling School Source Research": This book lists 18 possible sources of the Xiling School's name, some of which were hand-picked by the former emperor, and some of which were said by Nuwa in a dream. The possibility is that the mountain where it was founded was called Xiling Mountain, so this school is called Xiling School, orz
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——"Xiling School Customs": This book records some strange customs of Xiling School in detail, such as every year on the fifth day of the first lunar month, male disciples wear socks to wash their feet; . The most unbelievable thing is that the head of the faction can't eat cucumbers on the first day of the lunar new year? !
- "Memoirs of the Head of the Xiling School": All the official and private affairs of the heads of the past dynasties, big and small, are all included in it. After reading this book, Gu Qingqiao's biggest gain is that the mole on the back of the current boss Zhang Sifeng has grown hair!
Turning and turning, turning and turning, I actually found a book called "The Complete Recipe of Xiling School", which described in detail which animals and plants lived on Xiling Mountain, what is the best cooking method, and where can I find the required seasoning and medicinal materials...
Seeing the end, Lu Qingqiao was dizzy and almost desperate.
The incense she brought had been burned out, and seeing that the ugly time had passed, she decided to give up temporarily and come back tomorrow instead.
People live and can bend and stretch, relying on nothing but a little hope.
Putting the book back, she jumped out of the window when she pushed it open, and then turned back to close the window, she finally let out a long breath.
Although the harvest today is very small, at least I know the secret of Sifeng's head, which is barely a good start.
Clap your hands, ready to leave contentedly.
As soon as he looked up, his footsteps suddenly stuck to the floor.
"I've been waiting for you outside the door of this Sutra Pavilion every night, and now I'm finally waiting."
What an affectionate sentence, uttered from the wonderful mouth of the person opposite, made Xiao Qiao shudder all over.
"You really didn't disappoint me."
Ruan Siqiong stood at the end of the corridor, spreading his hands toward her.
On the branch behind him, hung a brass birdcage, and Manadona stood in the cage watching her quietly.
The eyes are so bright, secluded, and long.