my glamorous mistress

"Senior Sister Huilan, can you take me to see Mrs. Jingyi now!" This woman is too fickle, and I am afraid that she will change her mind after staying in the wild for a long time, but now I am fully prepared and will perceive Firmly locked on her, as long as she dares to attack me again, I will definitely strike first.

Her acupuncture skills are great, but I won't give her a chance to make a move.

But Huilan did not change her mind again, she took me to Jingxin Nunnery, and warmly introduced the situation of Jingxin Nunnery to me along the way. According to her, there were only eight people in Jingxin Nunnery, and there were six of them except Mrs. Jingyi. Apprentice, there is also a little dumb who is in charge of washing and cooking.

Their life is as leisurely as a paradise, as if isolated from the world, which is very different from other nunneries. They do not have fixed morning and evening classes, but only have morning or evening classes every few days. The main content of the classes is There are two parts, one is to listen to the teacher's lecture, the other is to exchange cultivation experience with the teachers and sisters, and there is a martial arts competition held every month.

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The teacher saw that my clothes were disheveled and asked me how I went up the mountain. I explained that I deliberately climbed up from the deserted back mountain to avoid suspicion. introduce.

I already know four people including Tantaiqing and Huici. There are two other people named Huiyun and Huiying. The last one is an eighteen or nineteen-year-old mute. She is not a disciple of Jingxin Nunnery, but is responsible for everyone It is said that the daily life and food are the abandoned children picked up by the teacher when she was out traveling.

I couldn't help but take a few more glances at the little mute, this girl who has the same fate as me, the little mute is very handsome and seems very shy, seeing me staring at her, her face immediately turned red.

Then Tan Taiqing told me about the rules and regulations of Jingxin Nunnery. They didn’t make any demands on me. Except that they couldn’t enter their rooms, they were not allowed to be in Jingxin Nunnery at night. I live in another place in Jingxin Nunnery. In the small vegetable garden more than a mile away next to it, there is a thatched cottage, which is my residence.

However, there is a stream behind the thatched hut. They have to pass by my little thatched hut every morning to fetch water. Although the disciples of Jingxin Nunnery do not need to cook, fetching water is a compulsory course for them. Like the monks in Shaolin Temple, they carry Bucket arms are straightened to build strength.

Tan Taiqing, as the elder sister, took me to the small thatched cottage, "From today onwards, this is your residence, and you are not allowed to enter the nunnery after six o'clock in the evening!"

I nodded, they are all women, and it is indeed inappropriate for me to be with them at night, this place is still a nunnery in name, if someone sees them, they will really be ashamed to face others.

"By the way, Senior Sister Tantai, what if I have an emergency at night?" As the saying goes, there are many gossips in front of the widow's house, let alone here, there are groups of single women, and all of them are young girls who are as beautiful as flowers and jade. Once you meet the legendary flower picker, you have to watch closely.

Their kung fu is unquestionable, but the methods of the flower pickers are insidious and vicious, and they use everything to the extreme. If they encounter a powerful flower picker, they may not fall into the hands of others.

"It's fine if you can't shout outside!" Tantai Qing glanced at me, her expression as cold as ever, "Ye Qiu, I advise you not to think wrongly, I don't care what the relationship between your master and mine is, but as long as If you dare to mess around, don't blame me for being rude!"

I pretended I didn't see her face, and said, "Okay, Senior Sister Tantai, you can go back and do business!"

Tantaiqing turned around and left without saying a word, she was paralyzed, she was a senior sister, what a shameful face she was putting on!Looking at her leaving back, I cursed in my heart.

I went back to my little thatched hut and saw that there was only a bed, a wardrobe, and a small armchair inside. It couldn’t be more shabby, and everything was very old. It looked like it was decades ago. s things.

And this thatched house, I don't know if it will be blown down by the wind.

After tidying up, it was past five o'clock. I remember that the dinner time was five o'clock. When I was about to go out, I saw the little mute walking towards me with a small basket. She always had a cheerful smile on her face. Looks very optimistic and cheerful.

"Uh..." I made random gestures with my hands, and said, "You are here to deliver food to me! You don't have to bother to deliver it to me in the future, just go and eat by myself!" I couldn't even speak sign language. I want to express what I mean.

Puchi... the little mute covered his belly and laughed loudly: "Giggle..." Her laughter was very crisp, which made me a little puzzled. Isn't that how dumb people laugh?

"You're so funny, I'm dying of laughter!" The little mute laughed for a while and then said, with a correct accent, even more standard than my Mandarin.

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"You think I can't speak because I'm called little mute!" The little mute glared at me angrily, "When I was young, I was late to talk, and my teacher and other teachers and sisters thought I was dumb, so they kept calling me little Dumb, I didn't speak until I was three years old, but they were used to calling me, and I was used to listening, so everyone kept calling me little dumb!"

After listening to the little mute’s explanation, I couldn’t laugh or cry, Grandma’s, now mutton is not mutton, pork is not pork, and it’s not surprising that the dumb is not dumb!