Come and clean me up!

It was already afternoon when Lu Yuanxiu touched the No.20 bridge.

Yu Lingjing was lying on the railing of the bridge, resting his arms on his pillow, closing his eyes, and at this moment, a drop of cool rain fell on his face.

He opened his eyes and pondered the sky all morning. At this time, it was gray and it finally started to rain.

Yu Lingjing got up quickly and left without saying a word.

Lu Yuanxiu's eyelids drooped slightly, and he was still wiping the railing slowly, but there was a bit of mockery in his eyes.

Heh, the rain is slipping away pretty fast.

At the lower end of the [-] steps shrouded in smoke, Qi Yisi looked at the empty long steps, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to come to comfort Yu Lingjing, but now it seemed unnecessary.

The drizzle was dense, and it seemed that it would not stop for a short time. Qi Yisi picked up the broom that had fallen to the ground, and was about to leave when he turned around and saw a boy holding an umbrella.

That young man was so beautiful that he forgot to see it. Generally speaking, anyone who saw him once would not forget it easily.

Although Qi Yisi has nothing to do with him, but he is from the same family anyway, so he has met him on weekdays. He nodded restrainedly, as a greeting: "Are you also here to find Lingjing?"

Xie Wanfeng smiled lightly, and raised the other oil-paper umbrella held in his left hand, "When you are being punished, you are not allowed to leave without authorization. I saw that it was going to rain earlier, so I wanted to give him an umbrella, but who knows he is not here?" Here, it’s superfluous.”

Qi Yi thought about it not long ago when his disciples selected titles in private, Xie Wanfeng won three "best", the kindest, the most gentle, and the most considerate. When I saw him today, I felt that these three titles were indeed worthy of their names.

Xie Wanfeng raised his eyes, his eyes were soft like water, he smiled and said: "It seems to be raining heavily, this place is a little far from the bamboo house, anyway, the spirit thorns are not there, why don't I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and give you an umbrella. "

Qi Yisi was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hands immediately, his cheeks flushed slightly: "No, it's just Xiaoyu, I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the broom and quickly left Xie Wanfeng's sight.

Lu Yuanxiu stood by the bridge, his whole body shrouded in hazy rain and fog. Suddenly, a figure walked along the bank, holding a light blue oil-paper umbrella.

He looked up, it was Xie Wanfeng.

Sensing his gaze, Xie Wanfeng smiled at him, tilted her head and raised the umbrella in the other hand.

Lu Yuanxiu's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes flicked on that fair face.

She was a bit like that person, or in other words, a bit like that person in his imagination, well-behaved, gentle, demure, pure and kind...

But it seems not...

Lu Yuanxiu sighed softly in his heart, regained his senses, and was about to say hello to Xie Wanfeng when there was a noise behind him.

He paused, and turned his head as if feeling something.

Yu Lingjing was holding a small earthen pot, stepped over in twos and threes, and waved it before his eyes as if offering a treasure. The earthen pot was filled with soil, only a handful of green grass grew in the middle.

Yu Lingjing put the jar on the bridge railing, and waved to Lu Yuanxiu: "Come and see, I'll show you something amazing!"

Lu Yuanxiu raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you go to hide from the rain?"

"Who said that, I obviously took something to hide from the rain, hey, don't think about it, I won't be reconciled if I don't watch you wipe thirty bridges with my own eyes!"

Yu Lingjing gave Lu Yuanxiu a provocative smile, and immediately pointed at the grass.

"Wait and see, three, two...one!"

As soon as Yu Lingjing's voice fell, the small oil grass in the earthen pot seemed to wake up suddenly, and began to grow taller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, a straight grass pole was erected in the earthen jar, but its vigorous leaves were already flying high, covering the entire bridge.

The raindrops splashed on the leaves and slid along the green leaves into the river. Under the shelter of the bridge, no rainwater invaded it.

"Is it fierce?!" Yu Lingjing turned her head and raised her chin at Lu Yuanxiu, with a somewhat smug look on her face.

"Don't you still have to clean eight bridges? This is rain or shine, you can't even find excuses to be lazy."

After Yu Lingjing finished speaking, she leaned against the bridge railing, took out the snow ginseng fruit and ate it, raising her eyebrows at Lu Yuanxiu who was still staring at him.

"Look, I won't wipe it for you... But if you are hungry, I can give you a snow ginseng fruit to fill your stomach."

The corners of Lu Yuanxiu's lips curled up imperceptibly: "No need, it's been bigu."

Although it was seen that Lu Yuanxiu was punished, after this incident, when Yu Lingjing caught Lu Yuanxiu, he would still pick up snow ginseng fruit and perform a click sound in front of him to vent his remaining anger.

Even though Lu Yuanxiu's face was calm and calm, and there were no waves in his eyes, Yu Lingjing still enjoyed it, and it was getting worse and worse.

"click"

Yu Lingjing took a bite of the snow ginseng fruit, and the moment Lu Yuanxiu looked up, she gave him a provocative smile.

Lu Yuanxiu turned his head to the side and ignored him.

Yu Lingjing was depressed for a while, and was about to make persistent efforts when he was hit hard on the head by Senior Brother Baichen's bamboo whip, "Don't disturb other people's practice!"

He cried out in pain, and quickly covered his head. At this moment, a low laugh came from beside him, Yu Lingjing squinted, Lu Yuanxiu's expression remained the same, the previous voice seemed to be an illusion.

"whispering sound,"

Today all the disciples are sitting in the quarry, and what they want to practice is to use the technique of controlling objects. A small wooden sword less than five inches is placed in front of each disciple.

After Bai Chen taught the key points, everyone began to practice nervously under the bamboo whips hanging high.

Yu Lingjing had already learned the object control technique, and after a few neat spins of the small sword in the air, she stood it upright in front of her.

At this time, he glanced to the side, and a wicked smile slowly appeared on his face.

While observing the movements of the disciples around him, Lu Yuanxiu controlled the small sword in front of him, carefully maintaining the appearance of being in sync with everyone.

At this time, the small wooden sword he had just stood up tremblingly was suddenly pressed back to the ground by a small sword flying across the sky, and he couldn't move for an instant.

Yu Lingjing laughed: "Ha, I'm overwhelmed!"

As he spoke, he moved his fingertips, and the little sword stood up on Lu Yuanxiu's sword. With the aura of a king, he stepped on the lowered sword proudly.

Lu Yuanxiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved his fingertips.

The next moment, his sword swished, and a beautiful carp straightened out, shaking the sword on his body.

Then, with lightning speed, with a "snap", he slammed the previously arrogant little sword to the ground.

Yu Lingjing: "... Come again!"

Boom, the bamboo whip knocked him on the head, and Bai Chen came over, "The skill is not as good as others, so what's the point? Junior brother Lu has a good comprehension in this object control technique, let's keep working hard."

Lu Yuanxiu replied softly. Seeing Yu Lingjing gnashing his teeth, he suddenly became in a good mood. His subordinates added some spiritual power and firmly pressed down the small wooden sword that was trying to resist.

In the end, it was Yu Lingjing who stretched out his hand with a ferocious face, and swiped away the stinky sword that was as stable as Mount Tai, and saved his little wooden sword.

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Thanks to "Zhou Ye No. [-] Sweet" mine, Bi Xinhou (≧▽≦)