Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 101 100. Why don't you finish writing! !

"Um... uh..."

Lamp time.

The woman in white with messy hair rubbed her forehead and woke up.

Head hurts.

It was yesterday when my father smashed a blue brick on his head when he took a picture of it from Tayun Pavilion.

My body hurts.

That was yesterday when he was going down the mountain to drink and was beaten by his father.

I feel uncomfortable all over...

This is no wine to drink itching.

Sitting up blankly, she scratched her hair rather wildly, and her scalp made a "sizzling" sound.

Then, with his hands together, he brushed away the hair covering his eyes, revealing the woman's face.

First of all, she is beautiful.

There is no doubt about that.

But it's not the kind of beauty that is charming or glamorous.

She is not as beautiful as a woman.

Can't say the same.

If Li Zhen could see her, he would probably come to a conclusion of "beautiful and neutral".

The heroic looks are mixed with charm, but there is also a sense of freedom and ease that does not belong to women in the charm.

Very strange taste.

Men will also like it when they see it, and women will also like it after seeing it.

Pass kill.

But just such a beauty who killed both men and women scratched her neck in a very disfigured manner at this moment.

Look around...

After seeing his tidy house, he was suddenly taken aback...

Then, with a flash of white shadow, she came to the table and picked up a jar.

Roughly tearing open the mud seal, holding the jar and raising his mouth to the sky.

"Goooooooooooooooooo..."

Absolutely no less than a man's unrestrained appearance of drinking, the strange thing is that the poured wine was not spilled, and was restrained by an invisible force and got into the innermost part.

"Goooooooooooooooooo..."

She seemed to be extremely thirsty, and she drank the whole jar of wine in one gulp.

After drinking the last drop of wine into her mouth, she licked her tongue and wiped her lips that seemed to be getting redder for some reason.

then……

"Hiccup~~~"

Come on, this is a pure man.

It is also Mr. Sun and Mr. Jing Chan who have the posture of a book saint in people's mouth.

Sun Jingchan.

Facts have proved that no matter how beautiful a woman is, she can snore, fart and grind her teeth.

Can't escape.

After solving the meaning of thirst, Sun Jingchan immediately understood.

Only Hongying can be so caring.

"Hongying~Hongying~~"

She yelled twice, and then her eyes suddenly froze.

Beside the second jar of wine, under the paperweight, a piece of paper filled with beautiful small characters came into view.

This is……

She took the paperweight away, put her hands on the table and narrowed her eyes.

"The west wind blows old Dongting waves... oh?"

When she murmured and read it, her whole body was shocked.

Word by word, sentence by word...

When she finished reading this poem, her eyes were completely lit up:
"Who wrote it? Who wrote it!? Wonderful, wonderful! Immersive! It's really immersive! Hahahaha..."

She laughed wildly, and then shouted again loudly:
"Hongying! Quick! Come grind the ink! Quick!!"

After shouting, her hands trembled slightly, and she continued to read...

"You don't see..."

The more I read, the more my hand shakes.

The more you read, the brighter your eyes will be!

But immediately there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Whether these poems or proverbs... why... so many half-sentences?
Just like those two sentences.

Intuition told her that the original words written on it should be:

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns."

"Don't you see, Gaotang's bright mirror has white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

Such a good sentence, such a good sentence!
If the person who composes and expresses has such literary talents, he will definitely not just write these two sentences and finish the job.

What about the rest?

what about others?

Her eyes were full of doubts, and even more...

Unknown anger.

Why didn't Hongying finish writing! ?

While thinking about it, the door was pushed open.

Hongying walked in with a basin of warm water in her hand:

"Miss, come and wash up."

"Whose is this!? Have you seen this person!? Where is this person?!"

Ignoring the basin of warm water, Sun Jingchan grabbed Hongying's arm a little excitedly, admiring her:

"Where is this person now?!"

Seeing Sun Jingchan's excited appearance, Hongying said softly:
"It's in the city. This person's name is "Shouchu", and he is a Taoist priest in Qiemo City. When he came back this time..."

After she quickly explained the encounter with Li Zhen, Sun Jingchan's eyes were already shining:
"Then where is he now?! Let's go!"

"Miss."

Seeing her young lady rushing out without thinking, Hongying quickly stopped her and said:

"I don't know either. Besides... even if I know, I don't know if I will see Miss."

"Ok?"

Sun Jingchan froze for a moment, then suddenly frowned:
"Second...offended him?"

"..."

Hongying did not marvel at Miss's intelligence.

Over the years, she has gotten used to it.

He nodded silently, and then said:
"That night, we met a group of assassins..."

After carefully recounting the ins and outs of that night, Sun Jingchan's brows were already knitted together.

After a while, she shook her head and sighed:
"Oh, the second child is really..."

And at this moment, Hongying moved her ears and said:

"There's a knock on the door, I'll go take a look."

"Ah."

Sun Jingchan waved her hand indifferently, walked to the desk and sat down.

Looking at the poems on the paper, she didn't wait for Hongying, she rubbed the ink by herself, and then unfolded the rice paper, she planned to copy it down.

In her opinion, Hongying's handwriting...was a bit out of date.

……

The door opened.

When seeing the two people at the door, Hongying frowned.

One should be a guard in the mountains, while the other is a timid little girl.

Although the little girl was not badly dressed, one could tell that she was not from the Pegasus Sect, and there was a mixed smell of makeup on her body.

"What's the matter?"

She was already a glamorous beauty, but now she frowned, and the guards only felt that the air was a bit cold, let alone Oriole.

She only thought that this red-clothed sister was terrifying...

It made her tremble unconsciously.

But when she thought of her sister's order, she still gritted her teeth and took out the gold hairpin and the scroll from her bosom:
"I... my sister Xia He... occasionally got... a good word, please ask my sister to... pass it on to everyone Sun for tasting."

"Xia He?"

A trace of indifference flashed in Hongying's eyes, she shook her head:

"do not know."

Close the door after speaking.

But Huang Li was not willing to give in, under the negligence of the guards, she even took two steps forward, leaning against the door:

"Sister, Zhu Chai is here for you, please show everyone Sun! Daoist Chang's handwriting is really good..."

"...?"

Hongying paused when she pushed the door.

A little girl, in fact, can't stop her.

Just because she didn't want to hurt someone for no reason, Hongying didn't use her strength.

Originally, she was a little annoyed that the maid trained by the dissolute brothel oiran had no rules, but when she heard the word "Taoist", for no reason, a figure appeared in Hongying's mind.

"..."

She lowered her head and looked down at the little maid who had tears in her eye sockets but was still holding on to the door.

He looked at the scroll in Huang Li's hand again.

She asked:
"Who is the Taoist leader you are talking about?"

(End of this chapter)