i have a sword fairy

After speaking, he was proud of being able to cover so many fireflies with his little hands, and raised his little head.

Zhao Rong looked at her appreciative appearance, smiled and stretched out his hand, crossed the galaxy flowing between the two, and pinched her cheek.

The tip of the three fingers seemed to touch a piece of white jade, with a little force, the jade was soft like cotton, only felt warm and soft, and for a while I was reluctant to let go.

The little fox demon stared wide-eyed and shook her head desperately, trying to get rid of his bullying, but how could she escape the clutches of the seasoned Zhao Rong.

I saw her swaying left and right, and the hand that was savouring her little face also swayed with her rhythm, but she couldn't break free.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned and said aggrieved: "Don't pinch, don't pinch, it's ugly, and no one wants me in the future..."

Zhao Rong, who smiled and looked at her, thought about it carefully, and felt that what he said was true. He nodded lightly, let go of his hand, and then turned around, picked up a round stool beside the table with one hand, and went to the window.

The lost stars in the house made way for him.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her face after getting rid of the devil's claws, and made a face at Zhao Rong in the dark, seeing that he couldn't find it, as if taking advantage of the sky, just like a happy little deer, she happily picked up one. With a basket, he followed Zhao Rong lightly to the window where he could bathe in the moonlight.

The two did not go to light the lamp, but sat down by the window.

"Did you not eat, and I don't know what you are doing outside, um, here it is, I washed it." Su Xiaoxiao handed Zhao Rong a basket full of fruits.

Zhao Rong took it, put it on his lap, picked up one, and took a sip, "Not bad...how did you pick so many fruits...it's delicious."

After that, I took a few more bites.

"Didn't you say that if Lin Wen is a big landlord, we need to poke him a little more before we leave..." Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head.

Zhao Rong was taken aback, "Oh, that's fine, you can pick more."

The little fox demon nodded solemnly.

Su Xiaoxiao supported her small head with her hands, and stared at Zhao Rong who was eating with bright eyes.

"Bad man, I'll go make you some sweet-scented osmanthus cake tomorrow."

"Huh? You still have this skill? Don't you only know how to eat?"

Seeing the moonlight, the little fox demon tensed her pretty face, and Zhao Rong coughed lightly, "Okay, it turns out that Su Huxian is still a craftsman, I'm disrespectful."

"Don't look down on people, I'm not stupid. I met a cook this morning when I was doing laundry. She is very good at making cakes. I heard from her that Lin Wenruo had such a bright mind when she grew up eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes she made, and was selected. Entering the academy!"

"I begged her for a long time before she agreed to teach me how to make cakes. I'm smart, I can learn it as soon as I learn it, and I go to Hualin in the evening to pick sweet-scented osmanthus..."

The little fox was chatting, and Zhao Rong listened quietly, nodding from time to time to echo a few words, cooperating with her, he was very experienced in dealing with this kind of little girl.

"Zhao Rong, the sweet-scented osmanthus in Zhongnan Mountain is blooming very early."

Zhao Rong nodded, "Yes, yes, it's really early."

"Zhao Rong, do you think eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake can really grow your brain?"

Zhao Rong raised his brows and nodded. He didn't speak. He took a bite of the fruit. I don't know if eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake will make you brainy, but you must have no brains...

The little fox demon said seriously: "Well, that's good, I'll make it for you tomorrow, so that your brain will be brighter."

Zhao Rong: "..."

"Zhao Rong, you just said that you are my sister, is it true?"

Zhao Rong stopped when he heard the words, raised his head to look at her, and nodded.

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a while, her mouth deflated, "But I don't want to be your sister."

Zhao Rong didn't look at her. He lowered his head and bit the fruit. He was silent for a while, and finally muttered:

"Then what do you want to be?"

Chapter 58 You're an asshole

In an ancient nursery rhyme widely circulated in Wangquezhou, it was mentioned that in a time when even Emperor Xuan Cang felt distant, there used to be a moon palace above the nine heavens, and within the moon palace there was a glazed well, where the brilliance of the bright moon It is its well water. Wherever the moonlight goes, the well water is all visible, and every moonlit night in the world, there will always be curious fairies in neon clothes, peeping at the mundane events in the well, the joys and sorrows of the world.

At this time, if the moon palace in the nursery rhyme is still there, and the fairy who is infatuated with the red dust is still there, then the person in the middle of the moon only needs to glance here, and he can see in a small branch-picking window, there is a bi person and a A layman.

The eyelids of the beautiful woman with bright eyes drooped slightly, and the man with straight eyebrows lowered his head and said nothing.

The moonlight is like water, the night is quiet, and the two people in front of the window are silent for a while.

Su Xiaoxiao stared at Zhao Rong who was busy with his head down, narrowed his fox eyes, and said softly, "Let's be good friends now, okay? Don't think of me as a little girl, I'm not young..."

Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly swallowed the food, and nodded: "Okay! It's a deal!"

Seeing Zhao Rong's embarrassed appearance, Su Xiaoxiao smiled lightly.

Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the first time she has taken the initiative in front of him. She has been bullied by him all the time. It turns out that the bad guy is also afraid of it.

The little fox demon bit her pink lips lightly, and she suddenly became self-taught without a teacher when it came to some things that took hold of men's mentality.

In fact, she didn't know why she cared so much about the difference between friends and relatives. She only had a vague feeling in her heart, telling her that she must choose the former.

Since she was a child, she listened to the grandmother who had gone to Duyou City, and never paid attention to the man who took the initiative to approach her. Over the years, she only took the initiative to approach two scholars.

One was the handsome scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam and stayed overnight in Poguan, but at that time she took the initiative to show up with the romantic thoughts of a romantic encounter, and before she could speak, she scared the other party and ran away.

The other is the scholar in front of him who is just plain looking in the fox aesthetic.Although the first time we met in the bookstore, I only felt that he was like other men who couldn't control his eyes. His eyes made her hate it. Later on the boat, he felt that he took the initiative to provoke him as a bad guy with bad intentions and avoided him. It's too late, I don't want to have a little intersection with him.

but.

That day above the sea of ​​clouds, on the deck of the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry, when everyone watched indifferently, watching the excitement, and no one intervened, at the Nascent Soul Realm that made her feel terrible and made her have nightmares every now and then. Under the sword of the great cultivator, it was him—and he was the only one—who slowly walked out from the crowd, his steps staggering due to the swaying of the ferry and the aura of the terrifying sword cultivator in the air, but he still had no direction. He stood firmly in front of her.

She knelt on the ground and raised her head, with a few teardrops hanging on her cheeks, staring blankly at the thin and trembling back in front of her. , but the mortal's waist is still straight, she knows that she is still very likely to die, but there is an extra stupid scholar who has no cultivation to be buried with her, in exchange for a moment of rest, she feels very guilty, but again Very happy, she knew she shouldn't be happy, but she couldn't help it.

The weak back in front of her was like a warm sun at noon in the shallow Tangshan Mountain, which shattered the last trace of despair in her heart, and it was like a thick high wall blocking her from the indifference tide coming from all directions.

Didn't she sneak out to find her grandma because she was the only person in the world who loved and treated herself well?

I like to read novels of talented and beautiful women, and I take the initiative to "ran into" a scholar in the middle of the night, isn't it because I want to meet a reliable man and exchange my mind for it?

They are all just asking for a "being cared for".

After the ferry was rescued by him, she didn't want to commit herself, because for her, the love she had never experienced should be a very solemn and serious thing, not a random gift to others. , as a gift in return, and give it at random.

How to make others cherish what you don't cherish yourself.

After disembarking, she "secretly" followed Zhao Rong, firstly to repay her kindness, and secondly, she was a road idiot and didn't know the way to Duyou City at all.

Even though she followed along and was bullied by the bad guy in front of her, she didn't feel that bad. At most, she hated him a little when she was just bullied, but she would soon lose her temper, even if he didn't come to coax her. , she will mumble about stinking Zhao Rong after a while, and slowly forgive him in her heart.

Because she knew that the bad guy in front of her should be one of the only two people in this world who cared about her.

She originally thought that she and Zhao Rong would be like good friends and go to Duyou City all the way, but, for some reason, after a few days ago, she mistakenly thought that he and the man named Lin Wenruo had a special relationship that transcended friendship. She suddenly felt a sense of disappointment in her heart being robbed of something she loved, and some strange feelings that she couldn't explain. She suddenly panicked, overwhelmed, and subconsciously hid herself, and said happily on the surface to bless them if.

This is the first time she has hidden her emotions. The expression on her face in the past was an accurate barometer. She laughed when she was happy and cried when she was aggrieved, and she didn't need any cover up.This feeling of wearing a mask is uncomfortable.

After that, although the misunderstanding was resolved, she was still afraid for a while. She told herself that it was because she didn't want to lose her good friend. If the other party had someone they liked, they would no longer care about her as before.

So she hurriedly went to pick fruit for her good friend, learned to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for him, caught fireflies in the flower forest, and wanted to please and please him, but she didn't expect that tonight, in the dark room, she heard him say that he has always regarded her as his sister After that, the strange taste and the feeling of emptiness filled my heart again.

You stinky Zhao Rong, you agreed to be a good friend to play with, why did you make some weird shit for me, it really doesn't make me worry, can't you be as good as me?Treat good friends wholeheartedly...

Zhao Rong didn't expect that the little fox demon under the moonlight was thinking so much. Seeing her staring blankly at his face without saying a word, Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and waved in front of her. Seeing that she didn't respond, he murmured in his mouth and his hand again. on her white forehead.

"You, what are you doing?" a voice said weakly.

Zhao Rong retracted his hand and looked at her resentful eyes without feeling embarrassed, and said confidently: "Why are you crazy again? How many times have I said this, don't look at this young master's face, you little girl's family will not bear it. living."

Su Xiaoxiao didn't answer, she raised her hands, put them together, stretched out to the window, the moonlight was like water, she seemed to hold up a handful of moonlight, tilted her head and looked at it carefully.

"Zhao Rong, have you missed anything important or important?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the moonlight in her hand, raised his head to look at the bright moon, narrowed his eyes, remained silent for a while, and said softly, "Yes."

Su Xiaoxiao looked up curiously.

"That was a long, long time ago. At that time, I and a few classmates, um, classmates, went to climb the mountain together, and halfway through, she suddenly squatted on the ground, took my hand, and said that I was tired and asked me to carry her, I thought she was joking, because we were just friends who used to bicker, so I took her hand and told her to get up quickly, but she just didn't get up and looked up at me hopefully, I was a little confused at that time I understand, but I'm still young, how do I know what to do in such a situation, and my classmates around are watching..."

"And then?" she asked.

"Later? Later... I ran away, left her, and ran down the mountain desperately."

"And then?" She bit her lip.

"Then? No. She transferred and left."

"If you were given another chance, would you crouch down and carry her?" She stared at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and looked up at the bright moon, "No."

"why."

"I couldn't give her any promises at that time."

Su Xiaoxiao said softly, "Zhao Rong, you are such a bastard."

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, looked down at the little fox who was bathed in the moonlight, tilted his head and put his face on the back of one hand, calmly watching his little fox demon.

The woman in front of her has eyes like horizontal waves, her qi is like smoke, her face is like white jade, her people are like the moon, and the moon is like a person.

Chapter 59 Count Everything

Still at the third watch, Zhao Rong set off, rushed to the rented inn next to the south gate of Luojing, changed his clothes, brought some dry food, and arrived at Chongxu View of Taibai Mountain a moment before Yin Shi, and then spent the whole day there. Lingguan Hall copied the scriptures, and at sunset, when the Taoist priests finished the evening class, they handed in the scriptures and returned with a day's fatigue.

Returning to his residence at night, while eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Su Xiaoxiao made for him, he wrote down on the white paper the details he remembered that day and the loopholes that he felt could be exploited, and carefully scrutinized it.

These few days, Zhao Rong has been working and resting like this. Although it is boring and unbearable, he does it as a last resort. Hearing Lin Wenruo say that Qingjingzi is a golden pill, if he also has a golden pill, he can just grab it.

But at present, I don't have such a strong strength, so I can only outsmart it, and under the existing conditions, I will make every effort to plan step by step.

Through the observation of the latent scripture copying in the past few days, I have roughly figured out the work and rest time of the Taoist priests in the Lingguan Temple.

At a quarter of Yin Shi, the Taoist temple chimed the bell, and the Taoist priest got up and ate fast food. Before three quarters of Yin Shi, he rushed to the main hall.

From the four quarters of Yinshi to the four quarters of Maoshi, one hour, morning classes are held in the Lingguan Hall, and the eyes are closed and the scriptures are recited.

After the morning class, all the Taoist priests dispersed, and there were only three core Taoist priests in blue clothes, four ordinary Taoist priests in black clothes, and four small Taoist boys in the Lingguan Hall. Eleven people stayed in the hall almost all day, or meditated Practice, or receive pilgrims.

Going to Zhaitang for dinner at noon took about two quarters of an hour, but the Taoist priests in the hall did not go together, but the three blue-clothed Taoist priests stayed behind. edible.

From the four o'clock of Shen Shi to the four o'clock of Youshi, the group of Taoists who did the morning class in the morning returned to the Lingguan Hall again for the evening class.

Four quarters later, the exterior was closed, so Zhao Rong had to stop copying the scriptures and go out with everyone.

However, Zhao Rong did not expect it to be bad. There was indeed a blue-clothed Taoist priest who stayed behind at Lingguan Hall at night. One day, he deliberately delayed for a while, and before he was urged to leave the temple, he caught a glimpse of the blue-clothed Taoist priest who came to change the defense.

However, it is worth noting that although the blue-clothed Taoist priests in the night watch changed their defenses in the morning, the night watchmen in many halls, including the Lingguan Hall, were at four quarters of the night, that is, the left-behind Taoists in the daytime came to the main hall to start During the morning class, they will leave the hall ahead of time, leaving only a blue-clothed Taoist priest in the hall to lead the morning class.

This is what I saw on my first day.

Zhao Rong thought carefully, dipped the brush in his hand in ink on the inkstone, and continued to write and stop.

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], looking at the defenses in the hall throughout the day, this is a period of time when the guards are the weakest.

At this time, although there were a lot of Taoist priests in the Lingguan Hall, there were very few threats to him.

The only old Taoist in blue clothes left in the hall was taking the lead in chanting sutras with his eyes closed, as did the Taoist priests in the morning class behind him. Apart from the pilgrims who came and went and the virtuous monks who bowed their heads to copy the sutras, the only people in the hall of Lingguan who really threatened him were the ones left and right in the hall. Four little Taoist boys on both sides, and a white-haired old Taoist priest receiving pilgrims.

Oh yes, and the cleaning chores.

These handymen arrived late on the first day and didn't see them, but when they entered the temple early to copy the scriptures a few days later, they found that there was a handyman cleaning the temple every morning during the morning class while there were not many pilgrims in the morning...

Zhao Rong, who was in front of the desk, suddenly stopped writing.

Wait, I seem to have seen Tingni's purple gold stove before when a handyman wiped the table where the tribute gifts were placed in front of the statue.

Zhao Rong put down his pen and walked slowly to the window, frowning slightly, and his eyes were not focused on the cliff stone carving hidden in the darkness.

The general idea before was to mix with the pilgrims during the day and take advantage of their loopholes to skillfully take away the Tingni Zijin Furnace, but this would face the danger of being discovered by many pilgrims. The tribute gift on the top is really eye-catching, not to mention the difficulty of taking it out of the main hall.

This method is indeed too dangerous...but what if you use this handyman?

Zhao Rong's brows stretched, and he thought for a while. He turned back to the table, and after finishing his things, he went straight out. At this time, it was not until the third watch. Excited, I couldn't sleep, so I rushed to Chongxuguan early.

When Zhao Rong came to the market at the foot of Taibai Mountain, it was about a moment of ugliness, and it was still too early for the Taoist priest to ring the bell. He followed the memory of yesterday and walked through the houses to an ordinary courtyard in the northeast corner of the market. The houses are where Chongxu Guan Taoist children live.

When Zhao Rong went down the mountain yesterday evening, he followed the four little Taoist boys who were on duty in the Lingguan Hall and learned about their residences.

At this moment, it was quiet at night, but Zhao Rong saw that there was a room in the courtyard that was still lit. He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. He walked to the window lightly, pierced the paper window with his index finger, and looked inside, and saw that there were two people in the house. A child is shirtless, sitting on the head of the bed, lighting an oil lamp, and looking down at a book.

It was the fat Taoist boy who was on duty in Lingguan Hall during the day and the round-faced companion beside him.

Zhao Rong observed for a while and found that their expressions were strange, sometimes giggling, sometimes frowning, sometimes anxious, sometimes staring and panting.

After about a quarter of an hour, the two suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, and after cleaning up, they blew the lamp to sleep.

In the darkness, the two of them were quiet for a while, and suddenly one of them said, "Oh, it's too little, why have you finished watching it... Nanqing, I will also fight a sword in Tsing Yi in the future, ride a small donkey, and walk around the rivers and lakes! The hero of hatred..."