After the failure of ascension, he traveled to the ancient farmhouse to be a group pet

Pei Wunian and the little monk who didn't know each other fought hard for an hour, and Jiang Chacha also asked for an incense stick of time and found that the girl was really stubborn, so she took the magic wand and asked her to tell the truth. I listened to it for almost an hour.

Xie Shuiqing, one of the three southern aristocratic families, the head of the Xie family, is the third wife's prostitute. Because her father didn't listen to her grandparents, she ran away from home for two years, and then brought her pregnant wife, Xie Shuiqing's mother, back home.

Xie Shuiqing's mother was just an ordinary peasant girl in the north, she didn't have a wealthy family background, and she didn't have a strong mother's family. Xie Shuiqing was not liked by the head of the Xie family and his wife since she was born.

Xie Shuiqing had no one to play with her when she was young, so she could only play with the birds that flew around and stayed on the courtyard wall. I have been in contact with them all year round. I don’t know when I found that I can communicate with the birds, and then I have this group. Special friends, share your food with them.

Until a year ago, Xie Shuiqing saw his mother who had been bedridden for many years being persecuted to death by several old slaves. His father went to his grandparents to seek explanations, but to no avail, he committed suicide in front of his mother's bed.

She was left alone to face the helpless wolves, tigers and leopards that adults like them could do nothing about, without any nostalgia, even as if she had forgotten that he had a biological daughter, and cut her throat with a knife very cleanly in front of her.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help feeling sympathetic when she heard this. In comparison, even her previous life couldn't compare to Xie Shuiqing's misery.

At least Xie Shuiqing had experienced family affection for several years at the beginning.

But in comparison, Xie Shuiqing was indeed miserable, and God was too cruel to her.

Xie Shuiqing clearly felt that her mind was very clear, she clearly knew that she shouldn't say everything about herself, and she still said it so clearly, but for some reason, she could clearly hear what she said slowly.

And seeing the pity and sympathy on the face of the girl in front of her in the bright moonlight, with a white face wrapped in a little red robe.

mercy?pity?
She has encountered this expression enough since she was a child...

She doesn't need it!
The battle between Pei Wunian and the unknown monk ended with Pei Wunian's right palm approaching the unknown monk's heart.

A hearty battle made the little monk I don't know a refreshing sense of relief on his face. It is not in vain that he came to look for him when he knew that the little benefactor Pei had left Sanquan Temple after he followed his master. Fortunately, he was in Sanquan Temple. I have seen this fragrance in Guanshu Pavilion before I can smell it, and I found it here.

Pei Wunian's face was also obviously relaxed and carefree.

Seeing that the two of them had finally finished fighting, Jiang Chacha was about to go up to praise Pei Wunian when she heard Xie Shuiqing, who had been silent for a while, snort coldly.

The three of them looked over, and saw Xie Shuiqing's face was indifferent, his eyes seemed to be indifferent to life and death, and the words were the same:

"Hmph! If you want to kill or kill, it's up to you. Give me a happy time and I will thank you all willingly!"

ha?Who is going to kill you?

Jiang Chacha complained in her heart, but just like Pei Wunian, she had other thoughts in her heart.

It can only be said that this is all destiny, who made Xie Shuiqing hide in their house by coincidence.

Their Tianji Pavilion just needs someone who can write the messages sent by the birds on paper.

Xie Shuiqing seemed to be sent to them from heaven!
Jiang Chacha stepped forward directly, and the idea of ​​taking Xie Shuiqing into Tianji Pavilion became stronger and stronger in her heart. First, she recited a spell and used a magic wand to untie Xie Shuiqing, and then looked at Xie Shuiqing very sincerely:
"Miss Xie, since you have escaped from that place with no sympathy and settled down in our house, why don't you make this your new home? How about just settling down here?"

The soft and tender little Mengyin was full of seductive maturity, and even the expression on his face was flattering, which was not easy to be noticed by others, which made Pei Wunian's eyes full of smiles.

After a few steps forward, Jiang Chacha who was sitting on the ground was lifted away from the ground, Pei Wunian took her to the seat in the main hall and sat down.

I don't know that the little monk lit all the candles with great insight.

The hall immediately brightened up.

Xie Shuiqing saw that the three of them were sitting on the top and she was still sitting on the ground, so she stood up and sat down on a chair.

She has already heard a layer of meaning from Jiang Chacha's words just now. These three people will not be in any danger to her life. They even seem to need her to do things for them. I am afraid that it is because of her special ability to communicate with birds. Be tempted.

Xie Shuiqing was even more confident:
"I stay? Isn't this your house? Instead of killing me, you want me to stay here. What do you want me to do for you? What good is it for me?"

Jiang Chacha looked stunned, but she didn't think there was anything wrong, and directly spoke about the Tianji Pavilion they were going to build, emphasizing that she was just in need of talents like her.

Sitting on the side, the little monk who seemed to be sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, or falling asleep, or meditating, listened to Jiang Chacha's words about Tianji Pavilion, and his heart turned several times.

The establishment of such a separate faction that sells news does not rely on just a few people and a few birds.

Not to mention security and defense, but just talking about message transmission and personnel layout, it takes a lot of thought.

Waste of time and effort...

Who was so bored to come up with this?
Not only did the little monk think so, Xie Shuiqing was also complaining in his heart.

Sneer:
"The idea is really bold! Don't you know that the two major newspapers that have been popular in the Tiansheng Dynasty for nearly a hundred years are used to convey news? One is called the Tianshengdi Newspaper, which is only used to transmit official news between officials and officials to ensure that the DPRK China’s policies and decrees are prohibited from being followed by others.”

Xie Shuiqing saw that Jiang Chacha looked at her curiously, and Pei Wunian next to her had already taken out a teapot and teacup from someone who didn't know where and started pouring tea. When the greenish-yellow tea was poured out, it was still steaming.

Another monk with a bald head had consciously picked up a cup of tea and slowly sipped it, and when he took a sip, he secretly praised the good tea a few times with a comfortable face.

Xie Shuiqing couldn't help but sit upright, straightened his expression, put away the original mockery on his face, and said solemnly:
"The other is called Tiansheng Daily, which is not published by the government, but is managed by the Ministry of Officials in the capital. It has branches in various places and is managed by aristocratic families in various places. Anecdotes of a place and such"

"These two newspapers are well known to the people of the entire dynasty, and they all know that these two newspapers were run by the former emperor's empress dowager Wei, and now you have come up with this Tianji Pavilion to compete with Tianshengdibao and Tiansheng Is the daily ring going to the ring?"

Jiang Chacha and Pei Wunian looked at each other, and they could see three words in each other's eyes: I don't know!

No one in the Taoist temple reads newspapers!
No one at home reads newspapers!

Even the little monk who didn't know at the side had a look of surprise and novelty: He didn't know either!
I have never seen anyone reading a newspaper in a Buddhist temple!
Seeing the ignorant and ignorant faces of the three, Xie Shuiqing couldn't help but feel secretly refreshed in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but suspect: Could it be that these three were born from an unknown place where they lived in seclusion?

But thinking of something again, Xie Shuiqing felt that if the Tianji Pavilion was really established, it would help her avenge herself if she could compete with this family in charge of daily newspapers in Guangyuefu!