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Only then did Jing Shu notice that many of the men who came in and out seemed to be wearing masks, she pursed her lips, "Then I'll go in and find it myself."

"Hey girl." The madam stopped her quickly, "Young lady also takes care of my business here, if there is any dispute in a while, please don't break the things in our shop, go home and talk if you have something to say. "

After a pause, Jing Shu nodded in response.

The madam cautiously glanced at the two men behind her who were motionless, and then led her in cautiously, "Girl, how tall is the young man you are looking for, and how old is he? You look for it."

"No, I know where he is." Jing Shu turned a blind eye to Sheng Ge Yan Wu, and walked up the stairs when she found them.

Seeing her following her so quickly, the madam said, "Miss, don't find the wrong person. The rooms upstairs are all left for the night. If we bump into someone, we can't afford it."

"No, don't worry."

But the madam felt inexplicably uneasy. Seeing that the girl was thin and thin, her hands and feet were well-behaved, and she spoke very peacefully, but she always felt that something would happen.In a flash of divine effort, she saw Jing Shu walking upstairs to the room again, and stepped forward to hold her in a panic, "Oh, my little aunt, you can't go there!"

Jing Shu looked at her quietly, "Why?"

"Our master here has come back in the past few days, and he is resting upstairs. The people below us dare not go up without orders." The madam pulled her down the stairs nervously, sweating secretly behind her back.

"Employee?"

The bustard nodded, with a smile on her face, "Girl, you must have made a mistake, why don't you go somewhere else..."

"He's the only one up there?" Jing Shu suddenly grabbed her white hair, "Does your boss have white hair too?"

The bustard suddenly had nothing to say, she just looked at Jingshu blankly and nodded.

Xunyulou?

Look what she found.

Jing Shu turned around and looked at the two dark guards who were always dumbfounded, "Take her down first."

The madam was dragged away by the hidden guard at a loss, and there was a sensational sound from the top of the steps, and the sky above her head burst into light, and the cold winter wind suddenly poured in from all directions, and the roof was covered like cloth. The house beams collapsed, and all the fallen roof tiles fell into the moat next to it.

The fun-seekers in the Xunyu Building scrambled to escape outside, looking at the suddenly lifted house with disbelief on their faces.Amidst the screams filling the eardrums, the bawd who was supported by the dark guards on the left and right saw the thin little girl slowly wiping a shining short sword and walking down calmly.

"Gu Jingshu! Why are you crazy!"

The frantic man followed behind the girl. The latter's expression had been pale from the beginning. When he was so angry that he was about to grab her arm, he suddenly turned around and bumped into the menacing peach blossom eyes behind the mask. "Go back and copy the Qingjing Sutra a hundred times."

"The devil will listen to you!"

"One hundred times of the Qingjing Sutra, not a single word is missing." Jingshu quietly looked at Leng Yu, who was about to eat people, and didn't say anything else, just continued walking, and when she passed by the madam, the two hidden guards let go hand, and followed her straight back to Lanyue Tower.

The news that Xunyu Tower was blown up in public by the girl who had lived in Lanyue Tower for a long time spread quickly in Yangzhou City. With this ability, the roof can be removed casually, and some people find it very puzzling: It's not Master Ye who visits the kiln, why is this girl so angry?

Leng Yu thought about it, but he didn't expect Jing Shu to do it. He was still crossing his legs to make a face for Jing Shu, but it wasn't her begging him to go back in a low voice, but she went downstairs without saying a word. The sword swept through the pillars and threw the upper half of the house into the river.

"Gu Jingshu, why are you demolishing my house!" In Lanyue Tower, Leng Yu stopped in front of Jingshu and stared at her fiercely, but those dark eyes only stopped for a moment on him before moving away, pushing away He pretended not to see his hand.

Gritting his teeth, how could he become more and more patient after not seeing her for a few days?Leng Yu couldn't figure it out. Of course, he knew about someone breaking into the Yueyue Building yesterday. He heard Jing Shu calling him, but he just didn't want to go back. As a result, the ancestor found the gate of Xunyu Building the next day. He also made a series of actions that left him dumbfounded.

In a flash, Jing Shu had already gone up to the attic, "Come up."

As the distance got closer, the feet were a little disobedient, no matter how reluctant Leng Yu was, he had to do it, he kicked open the door and walked in, glaring at her with anger in his stomach, "Young Master wrote down this account book with you!" !"

It was Leng Yu's room that Jing Shu entered. After Leng Yu entered, she didn't say anything else, she just put a booklet in front of her, "Copy it."

"Are you serious?"

Jing Shu nodded seriously, "One hundred times, you are not allowed to go out until you finish copying."

Then she ignored Leng Yu's gritted teeth and stepped across the threshold, closing the door behind her.She always felt that Leng Yu was a little weird, but she couldn't tell what it was like, but the master said that if Leng Yu's temperament was unstable, it would be a good choice for him to copy scriptures.

It took Chu Mu a while before he dared to come up to see what was going on with the two upstairs. Seeing that Leng Yu's room door was closed tightly, Jing Shu was sitting in her room reading a book as usual, and it took a long time to be cautious. He asked, "Master, what are your orders?"

The hand that turned the page paused slightly, Jingshu thought for a while, and said: "Go to the cashier to pay some money and ask someone to clean up the river."

In the next room, Leng Yu sat in front of the table with a straight face and looked at the rice paper spread out. His hand holding the pen wanted to go to the upper left corner uncontrollably. He twitched the corners of his mouth and cursed in his heart. A few words, neatly pinching the brush and dancing on the paper.

A hundred times is a hundred times, and when he finishes copying, he will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, definitely settle this account with Jing Shu.

There are 590 words in total for the Qingjing Sutra. Leng Yu hadn’t finished copying from morning to sunset. Chu Mu tremblingly came to deliver refreshments. .

Not long after, Leng Yu heard light footsteps outside the door, and he knew who it was. He hummed in his heart, picked up a pen and continued to copy the scriptures on the paper. When he was forced to copy in the dark, but now... he secretly moved his sore wrists, and added another sum to Jingshu's account.

Jing Shu came in with a book in her arms. It was dark outside. The snow-colored figure in the room was writing in the corner with her back facing her. The scriptures she had copied were thrown on the floor. After a few glances, he squatted down and tidied up the room messed up by Leng Yu slowly.

Glancing at her from the corner of the eye, the man looked towards him with awareness. Leng Yu immediately withdrew her attention and continued to copy the scriptures. "I say you……"

Before she finished speaking, Jing Shu sat down across from him. It turned out that all the papers he had thrown on the ground had been stacked up. Leng Yu twitched her lips once again looking at that indifferent little face.

The light in the room suddenly brightened, and Jingshu lit a candle.

"Hey you……"

"I'm still angry, don't talk to me." Jing Shu raised her head and glanced at him, only uttered this sentence, and then she took out the book in her arms and leaned beside her.

Leng Yu only felt that the corners of her eyes were twitching slightly. What is wrong with this woman, why does she look like a fool?

In the middle of the night, Leng Yu raised her eyes, Jing Shu was still leaning in a small corner reading a book, he was about to say something but stopped in time, if she didn't let him talk, what else did he have to say, and he It wasn't Ye Ying, who wouldn't urge her to sleep.

"Hey, you can go to sleep."

Jing Shu didn't respond, if Leng Yu was not sure that those black eyes were open, he would have suspected that she had fallen asleep holding the book.Jing Shu ignored people, Leng Yu scolded fiercely in her heart, she kept her mouth shut and refused to speak to him if she could.

At daybreak, Leng Yu finally finished copying the Qingjing Sutra a hundred times, and the peach blossoms he picked up could not see any signs of fatigue. After writing the last word, he couldn't wait to put down the pen, and looked at the thick stack of paper with disgust, Nothing could make him feel more aggrieved than this.

Probably because the sound of throwing pens was too loud, and there was a soft hum from the side. Leng Yu turned her head to look at the small figure curled up against the corner of the wall. In the middle of the night, Jing Shu fell asleep holding a book, and she was already restless Tight, he simply took the quilt and covered her from head to toe, out of sight and in peace of mind.

The corner of the quilt that covered her head suddenly slipped off, her palm-sized face was exposed, and the slightly frowned eyebrows seemed to be disturbed. Leng Yu sat in front of her with her arms folded and waited for her to wake up.

So, as soon as Jingshu opened her eyes, she saw a pair of long and narrow eyes staring straight at her. The book in her arms was taken away and put aside, and replaced with a soft pillow. After she stuffed the thing, her mind became clear in a few blinks, "Did you finish copying?"

Her response was a cold snort.

Jing Shu rubbed her forehead, and leaned over to flip through the scriptures that Leng Yu had copied, which naturally caused someone to scorn in her heart: Could it be that he could copy one less time?

His jet-black eyes directly glanced at the top piece of rice paper where the ink was not yet dry. There was a moment of relief in his eyes, and his slightly pursed mouth heaved a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing!" Leng Yu was full of displeasure, and copied for more than ten hours. If he was not just a person, how could he persist.

Jing Shu glanced at him, "Be virtuous, don't think about lust."

Choked by her words, Leng Yu twitched the corner of her mouth, "Who do you think I am?"

"A gentleman will not open a brothel." Jing Shu sorted out the pile of copied scriptures, paused, and then said: "From now on, just like Huashan, copy one side of Qingjing scriptures every morning and evening."

Still copy?

Facing Leng Yu's extremely resistant eyes, Jing Shu's voice suddenly dropped, "Leng Yu, you have a hostile spirit, don't let it control you."

The tense face froze, Leng Yu looked at Jing Shu's deep eyes, opened her mouth, but only let out a cold snort.

Jing Shu walked out of Leng Yu's room with the book in her arms. When Ye Ying came, she should discuss with him and leave for Chang'an, and accompany Leng Yu to the master to hear what he had to say. She just wanted to visit Wanhua Valley Medicine king Sun Simiao, see if there is a way to restore Ye Ying's eyesight.

Squeezing between her eyebrows, she should have taken Leng Yu to Chang'an years ago, it was a mistake on her part.