Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

In the early morning of the next day, Murong Jing was sleeping soundly, when she heard someone knocking on the door, she turned over and didn't intend to pay attention to it.However, the knock on the door became louder and louder, and Ling Yue's voice came: "Junior Sister, are you up?"

It took Murong Jing a lot of effort to get off the bed, and opened the door directly, and saw Ling Yue standing outside, his hand still in the posture of knocking on the door.

"Junior Sister..." Ling Yue didn't expect Murong Jing to open the door suddenly, and was caught off guard.

Murong Jing just woke up, she was only wearing the white underwear she wore when she was sleeping, she didn't wash her face or rinse her mouth, and because she didn't sleep well last night, her complexion was a bit unwell, there was a faint bruise under her eyes, and her hair was a mess , piled up like weeds on the head.If it wasn't for broad daylight now, no matter how good Ling Yue's concentration was, he would have been shocked.

Seeing Murong Jing dressed like this, Ling Yue hurriedly turned around: "Junior Sister, why did you come out and open the door without any clothes on?"

Murong Jing rubbed her eyes, still in a state of confusion: "Huh? I'm not undressed?"

Even though his back was facing Murong Jing, Ling Yue couldn't help but blushed: "You...how can you wear an underwear...it's really out of style."

Murong Jing: "Ah? But you didn't come to find me?" She looked down at her body again, a child who is only seven years old, why are you like this?

"I... I never thought you would... Besides, you didn't tell me before you changed your clothes? I just waited outside the door!" Ling Yue's voice was a little annoyed.

Murong Jing blinked: "Okay." After speaking, she yawned: "Brother, you came to see me so early to discuss whether I should wear clothes or not?"

Ling Yue remembered his purpose: "Ahem, I'm here to tell you to have breakfast. You just came to Tianyong City and you're not familiar with it. I'm worried that you'll oversleep. Three meals a day in Tianyong City It's all fixed time, so...you get up, wash and change quickly and go to Master's place." After speaking, Ling Yue left.

Murong Jing pursed her lips, that smelly old man didn't know how to punish her.Touching her growling stomach, Murong Jing sighed, if she didn't go, she would really be hungry, and those dates can solve the urgent need, but they can't be used for a lifetime.Under the pressure of reality, Murong Jing decided that no matter how much Zi Yin tried to fix her this time, she would persevere until she was full.

The breakfast in Tianyong City is very light, a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun, and a few side dishes.Murong Jing is not picky either. After three years in the mountains, she has long forgotten what rice and flour taste like.Just as he was about to grab it hastily, he felt Ziyin's gaze.Murong Jing took a deep breath, carefully recalled the bunch of rules that Ziyin told her yesterday, then followed Ling Yue's example and bowed to Ziyin: "I have met Master."

Zi Yin looked at Murong Jing's hair, frowned and said, "Why are you so disheveled?"

Murong Jing took out the hair tie from her body: "I can't fix it. I can't fasten this hair tie. It can't be fastened after all the hard work. My hair will become messy and fall out after a while. So just let it go.”

Zi Yin shook his head, signaled Murong Jing to come forward, took the hair band, and tied Murong Jing's hair: "Even if you can't tie it, you have to learn how to do it. You can't..."

"I'm being rude in front of others..." Murong Jing snatched Zi Yin's words, curled her lips in disdain.

"..." Ziyin tied up Murong Jing's hair and turned Murong Jing around: "When the elders are talking, don't interrupt rudely."

Murong Jing nodded indiscriminately, she understood.The eyes kept flicking to the food.

Seeing Murong Jing like this, Zi Yin sighed softly, signaling Murong Jing to sit down and eat.Although Murong Jing was happy in her heart, thinking of what happened last night, she patiently went to the dinner table and tried her best to follow Ziyin's request.Although Ziyin still pointed out a lot of faults, Murong Jing finally stayed until she was full before leaving.

"After breakfast, go to the bell tower to listen to Elder Miaofa's lecture." Ziyin instructed: "Don't be late."

"Understood." Murong Jing agreed absent-mindedly.

"Ling Yue will take you to the bell tower in a while."

Murong Jing frowned. Could it be that the old man was afraid that he would run away, so he specially found someone to watch over me?

Leaving Ziyin's room, he saw Ling Yue walking towards him.

"Junior Sister." Seeing Murong Jing, Ling Yue stepped forward and said, "Master is worried that you will not find a place for morning class on the first day, so he told me to take you to the bell tower."

Murong Jing smiled and said: "Thank you, Senior Brother." After that, she kept a straight face and said nothing.

Kunlun Mountain is like spring all the year round, the ashram where Daoist Ningxu preaches is in an open space outside the bell tower, there are many mats in the open space for disciples to sit cross-legged on.At this time Daoist Ningxu has not yet arrived, there are already a few disciples sitting in the dojo.

The seats are random, but there are no disciples sitting in the seats closest to the front.After Ling Yue left, Murong Jing chose a seat in the last row and sat down, and then she was about to catch up on sleep.

After a while, all the disciples came together, and Daoist Ningxu also came. After greeting each other, the class began.Since Murong Jing was in the back row and she was petite, she was blocked by some tall disciples in front, so no one noticed that Murong Jing hadn't saluted.On the contrary, Murong Jing was woken up by the sound of greetings from all the disciples, she rubbed her eyes and found that she was all right, then yawned and started to go to sleep again.

"Yesterday, Elder Sword Holder took in a new apprentice, is Fu Jing here today?" Daoist Ningxu asked suddenly after looking at the disciples.

Murong Jing vaguely heard someone calling herself, and casually agreed: "Come here."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Murong Jing.

Murong Jing was shocked by so many sharp eyes, she lost sleepiness at all.

Master Ningxu couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows, and then he thought of yesterday's teacher apprentice ceremony that ended in a hurry, and felt relieved.Ziyin also said that this child grew up alone in the mountains and forests since childhood, and he didn't know the etiquette in the world, so he shouldn't bother with her.

Master Ningxu showed a very kind (?) smile, and waved to Murong Jing: "Fu Jing, come here."

Murong Jing pointed to herself, and after seeing Ning Xu nodding, she asked, "What do you want from me?"

Ningxu's hand stopped in mid-air, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he had never seen such a child before.At this moment, a disciple sitting in the front row suddenly said: "The elder told you to go there and you just go there. Why are there so many problems!"

Murong Jing looked at the person who spoke, it was a little boy dressed as a disciple of Tianyong City, who was looking at her angrily, when he saw Murong Jing looking at him, he gave Murong Jing a hard look.

Murong Jing snorted: "Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

When the boy heard Murong Jing's words, his face flushed with anger: "What did you say!"

"Who speaks up and blames who! I haven't seen myself looking for scolding!" Murong Jing rolled her eyes.

"You!" The boy was about to step forward, but was stopped by Ning Xu: "Okay Ling Yu, Fu Jing has morning class on the first day today, since you are from the same school, don't hurt your friendship with some small points." Looking up again Looking at Murong Jing, he said: "I think you just came down the mountain, you don't know the rules of personnel, and you are Ziyin's apprentice, so I don't blame you for your recklessness today. Just sit down first, let's do morning class first."

Murong Jing and Ling Yu glared at each other, and sat down in their seats.After Na Ling Yu sat down and glared at Murong Jing for a few times, he listened to Ning Xu's lecture very seriously.Murong Jing took the opportunity to stay in the back row, and soon fell asleep with Ningxu's faint voice.

After the morning class ended, Murong Jing was woken up by the sound of greetings from all the disciples, rubbed her eyes, and saw the back of Ning Xu leaving.After Ning Xu left, the disciples dared to get up and leave.

Murong Jing stretched her waist, stood up slowly, and saw Ling Yu and several disciples surrounding her.

Murong Jing glanced at the few people, crossed her arms and said, "Good dogs don't get in the way."

The expressions of those disciples were very angry, Ling Yu stared at Murong Jing: "Don't think that you can be proud of worshiping under the elder who holds the sword! You are still far behind Senior Brother Ling Yue!"

"Cut, who wants to compare with him?" Murong Jing was very disdainful: "Don't think I can't see the jealousy in your eyes, do you think I would like to worship under him?"

"Bold! The elder holding the sword is your master, how dare you be rude to the elder holding the sword!"

"You can say whatever you like, and everyone who is capable should go and sue. I still have something to do, so I don't want to talk to you little brats." Murong Jing dismissed the two people in front of her, because she lived in the mountains all year round. Living on meat, Murong Jing's strength is stronger than those of her peers, the two disciples were caught off guard and were pushed to the ground.

Ling Yu and a few disciples gritted their teeth looking at the direction Murong Jing was leaving: "Let's wait and see!"

After the morning class, it was time for the masters of the disciples to teach alone. Under Zi Yin's watchful eyes, Murong Jing began to write big characters with a brush.

Practicing brush calligraphy is a very hard work. Although Murong Jing can recognize characters, knowing characters does not mean that she can write.After this stroke, even the horizontal strokes are full of twists and turns, which is extremely ugly.

It’s really troublesome to write with a broken brush these days. It’s really troublesome. It would be nice to have a pen or something, so I won’t be tired at all... Murong Jing was writing while thinking, and suddenly paused, what is a pen? stuff?And...how did I know so many words?

Murong Jing has gotten used to some inexplicable things popping up in her head from time to time, but sometimes she still mutters.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Jing lived in Tianyong City for a month. Murong Jing said that apart from the friendly exchanges of eyes and words with Ling Yu in the morning class every day, and being forced by Zi Yin to learn the rules and etiquette every day Apart from reading and literacy, life is pretty good.If you feel bored, go to Lingyue to tease him, and if you want to eat snacks, go to the woods to pick some dates to eat.

Murong Jing's hairstyle problem has been tormenting her a lot, don't think about braiding her hair, Zi Yin and Ling Yue have taught Murong Jing for a long time, but they still haven't been able to teach her how to tie her hair with a headband.And after Murong Jing couldn't bear it once, she took a sword and cut her hair again, scaring a lot of people, and then the world finally became quiet, but Murong Jing was punished by Ziyin twenty times, and promised not to do it again in the future. Hair cut.

Ever since she found out that although Ling Yue was young, his behavior style was completely a copy of Ziyin's, Murong Jing would challenge Ling Yue's bottom line as a "gentleman" from time to time.She knew that Ling Yue would never tell Zi Yin some harmless jokes, so this also fueled Murong Jing's arrogance.

The author has something to say: Oh my God, Jin Jiang on Xiaomo’s side has been smoking so much that he’s going crazy, let alone posting a post, he can’t even log in! ! ! ! !And because of Jinjiang's convulsions, Xiaomo couldn't even read the comments! ! ! !I feel very sorry for everyone who read the article, Xiaomo bowed here, please forgive me!