My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 97

Hai time.

A silver moon rises on the branches.

Luo Qingzhou practiced the inner strength method on the bed for a while.

Seeing that the time is almost up, I crossed my legs into a samadhi, and my spirit is out of my body.

First, he practiced Ben Leiquan in the room for half an hour.

Then it passed through the roof, floated into the air, and flew in the direction of Yuanyang Building.

Something happened last night, and that senior spirit seemed a little unhappy.

Let's talk a little longer tonight.

Tonight there is no wind, no snow, and the moon is bright and clear.

It's a good night for storytelling.

When Luo Qingzhou flew to Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure was already standing on the cornice there.

It seemed to be waiting for him.

The red bead on the roof had already been covered by the snow-white handkerchief in advance.

Luo Qingzhou floated over, landed behind her, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Senior, I kept you waiting for a long time."

The Yuebai figure looked at him, fell silent for a while, and said in a faint voice: "Is there anyone waiting at home tonight?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and said, "Yes, but I can go back later tonight."

Yuebai's figure looked at him through the hazy light: "Oh? Why?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "My wife is already asleep, so I don't need to accompany her."

Yuebai's figure was hidden in the halo, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, he could only feel that he was looking at him.

There was another moment of silence.

She Fang said: "Let's talk, 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 repeater anymore.

When I was a human being during the day, I was treated as a repeater, and after reading here, I had to read there again.

Now I am a soul at night, and it is used as a repeater again, and it has to be repeated every night.

I can't stand it.

"No, you read."

Yuebai's figure rejected his proposal.

Luo Qingzhou secretly sighed, didn't dare to say any more, so he had to read it again.

"The chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, and the vastness and indistinctness are invisible. Ever since Pangu broke the majesty, he opened up the distinction between clear and turbid..."

The Yuebai figure had a dignified expression, and listened intently while holding his breath. The light on his body was like a moonlight, flickering slightly, like a bright lamp on the attic.

But invisible to the naked eye.

When it came to the stone monkey crossing the ocean and preparing to learn art from a teacher, Luo Qingzhou started from the beginning again and told it three times in a row.

After the fourth time, he finally couldn't bear to say goodbye: "Senior, it's getting late, I'm going home."

Yuebai's figure stood on the eaves, silent for a while, Fang looked at him and said, "Tell me again."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

The roof suddenly fell silent, and no one was talking.

"Shh!"

At this moment, the handkerchief covering the red beads on the roof suddenly floated up.

Immediately, a red glow shot out from the red bead, instantly covering Luo Qingzhou inside!
A sudden pain struck!
Luo Qingzhou was caught off guard, and his soul froze immediately, locked in place, then trembled violently, and cracks began to appear.

Waves of severe pain tearing apart the body continued to come from every part of the entire soul!
His eyes began to darken, he wanted to speak, he wanted to reach out, but he couldn't do anything.

He looked at the moon-white figure on the cornice.

The moon-white figure also looked at him, his eyes hidden in the halo, cold and indifferent, seemed to turn a blind eye to his pain and despair.

Luo Qingzhou's entire body began to shatter into pieces.

The head, the limbs, the torso, began to split...

A breath of death enveloped his entire soul.

Are you going to be out of your wits?
He thought desperately of the little girl in the room, and also of the pretty girl who was always kissed by him with flowers...

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 light disappeared instantly.

The excruciating pain began to subside.

The fragmented body began to condense together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After more than ten minutes, his spirit became a whole again.

But there were still bursts of tearing pain coming from his body.

The soul that was originally solid has now become a little weak.

He looked at the Yuebai figure on the cornice, but did not speak.

Yuebai's figure also looked at him, silent.

The night was silent.

Not even the wind.

In the attic, the two spirits faced each other silently.

a long time.

Yuebai's figure spoke lightly, and it was still the same four words: "Tell me again."

Luo Qingzhou was silent.

The roof was silent again for a long time.

Luo Qingzhou thought that the snow-white handkerchief would fly up again, and when he might lose his soul, the moon-white figure said again: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and said, "I'm afraid."

Yuebai's figure said: "Then why didn't you listen to me?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent again.

"Dignity? Face? Or what?"

Luo Qingzhou remained silent.

The Yuebai figure stared at him for a while, then Fang slowly said: "You think I was punishing you just now, right?"

Luo Qingzhou was slightly stunned, and suddenly thought of the words recorded in that book.

Night travel training, in addition to wind and rain, wandering around, experiencing the night scenery, there is also a shortcut, soul breaking, life and death training.

Yuebai's figure spoke again: "You are now in the realm of night travel, and if you want to be promoted to the realm of day travel, it will take at least several months according to your current cultivation method. But if you use this tower guarding bead to help, five days will be enough." Yes. Of course, the premise is that I am by the side. I never owe anyone, you tell me a story, and I help you practice."

Hearing the words, Luo Qingzhou suddenly thought that after being almost torn apart by this tower guarding bead that night, his spirit is indeed much stronger now, and suddenly realized, he quickly bowed his head and said, "Thank you senior, I misunderstood senior."

It seems that his flattery these past few nights was not in vain.

The senior who refused to give advice to him at first finally let go, and personally helped him to advance in cultivation.

Yuebai's figure was silent for a while, and then said: "Can I say it again?"

Luo Qingzhou immediately cupped his hands and said, "Of course."

The repeater is the repeater.

As long as it can help him practice, he can keep rereading for 24 hours without recharging, without stopping.

"Speak."

"Yes, senior."

Luo Qingzhou pulled himself together and explained it carefully again.

After the last narration, Yuebai's figure fell silent, motionless, as if meditating on something.

After a while.

She Fang said slowly: "Go back."

Luo Qingzhou bowed her head and cupped her hands, and was about to leave when she suddenly looked at him again and said, "Are you cultivating the soul without telling your wife?"

Luo Qingzhou was taken aback, and said respectfully: "Yes."

Yuebai's figure was silent for a while, and asked, "Why?"

Luo Qingzhou said casually: "It doesn't matter whether you tell her or not, she doesn't care."

The Yuebai figure stopped talking.

"Senior, shall I go then?"

Luo Qingzhou bowed his hands.

The Yuebai figure turned his face away and looked at the dark night in the distance.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to disturb her anymore, floated up from the roof and left quickly.

The Yuebai figure turned his head and looked at his figure that quickly melted into the night. After looking for a long time, he also disappeared in place.

When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, it was already early morning.

Fluttershy has knocked on the door twice.

But dare not enter 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 blushing face.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and was taken aback for a moment.

The little girl had long hair hanging loose, and she was wearing a pink tulle dress. She didn't even seem to be wearing a bellyband or obscene pants inside. Her snow-white skin was faintly visible in the transparent dress...

"My lord, this is... Sister Xiaotao, the clothes I gave to my slaves..."

The little girl got on the bed, got into the quilt, pressed her cheek against his chest, and whispered shyly.

"That...why don't you wear it underneath?"

"Sister Xiaotao said...you don't need to wear it..."

"Do you listen to the son, or to her?"

"Ah? Slaves... Slaves listen to the young master..."

"Then go and put it on, how can anyone sleep without underwear."

"Son..."

"Go and put it on."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"??? Fluttershy?"

"Snoring...snoring..."

"..."

the next day.

After Luo Qingzhou woke 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 blushed immediately, she turned her body and said shyly: "Master, last night...was the servant comfortable serving you last night?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded: "Yeah. But don't say goodbye next time, I said to wait another year."

The little girl turned her back to him, and said with a blushing face: "But young master, this servant is not... not like that, this servant is just...just like that..."

"How?"

"Slaves... Slaves are just moving."

"..."

After breakfast.

Luo Qingzhou went out alone to Jubao Pavilion.

Just crossing the arch bridge and was about to get off the bridge, I suddenly heard a quarrel from the river under the bridge.

One of the voices sounded very familiar.

He walked to the bridge rail and looked down.

A curvaceous young woman, with her hips akimbo, was arguing with a laundry lady on the steps by the river.

And beside 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 appearance. Her eyes were very big, watery, and cute. She was anxiously persuading the young woman.

There were other people washing clothes by the river, and after watching the excitement for a while, they all gathered around with sticks, accusing and insulting the young woman together.

The young woman saw that the other party was crowded and had a weapon in her hand. 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 Hoof, how dare you scold me! Tear off her clothes and throw her into the river!"

The burly aunt who was scolding the young woman suddenly shouted angrily and grabbed the young woman by the collar.

And the little girl in the red dress cried anxiously, begging those people loudly.

Luo Qingzhou frowned and walked over quickly.

How are they here?
(End of this chapter)