Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 98
Hua Teng smiled, but his smile seemed a bit stiff no matter how you looked at it.

He glanced at Jiang Xiaoli, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, future generations are fearful."

Hua Teng repeatedly said that the two young people are scary, but at the moment his heart is not at peace.

If it is entirely because of his loss to Jiang Xiaoli, then the shame and anger generated just because of this is not necessarily the case.

Hua Teng's heart is very complicated, if Jiang Xiaoli's spiritual root is not abolished, if Jiang Xiaoli still has the rare heavenly spiritual root, then he will definitely do his best to cultivate Jiang Xiaoli.

However, no if.

Hua Teng shook his head slightly in his heart, he stood up, didn't say anything to Jiang Xiaoli, and walked slowly towards the stone bridge by himself.

It's just that the back looks a bit lonely, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, deep down in his heart, there is still a softness after all.

When Hua Teng got up to leave, Jiang Xiaoli just gave Hua Teng a decent salute, neither close nor distant.

Afterwards, Jiang Xiaoli did not continue to follow Huateng, and sent Huateng away, she continued to sit in the lake pavilion.

Jiang Xiaoli's eyes gradually drifted away, not knowing what he was thinking.

The servants walking nearby didn't bother them either. The Patriarch had just met Jiang Xiaoli, and they were not sure what the Patriarch was thinking and what he meant to the Second Miss.

Besides, not everyone likes to step on the low and hold the high. Jiang Xiaoli sat quietly in the Huxin Pavilion by himself, and no one stepped forward to disturb him.

The breeze floated gently, and there were cool waves on the water.

Jiang Xiaoli hugged her shoulders, she suddenly felt a little cold.

It is said that the cool breeze arrives on the day of the beginning of autumn.

For ten years, Jiang Xiaoli has been living in Meishan Village, which is a small village in the Wanli Meishan to the south.

Jiang Xiaoli raised her head slightly, she was not familiar with Shengdu.

The beginning of autumn has not yet passed, why does she feel a little cold?
Jiang Xiaoli tightened his body again, and muttered to himself: "The holy capital is to the north, and the winter in the holy capital is much colder than Meishan Village."

She also stood up, and walked back quietly alone.

She didn't return to the hospital, nor did she go to the outer courtyard.

Unknowingly, she actually walked to the Zangshu Pavilion.

Today's weather is a bit cloudy, the sun is covered by thick clouds, Jiang Xiaoli sniffed, she actually felt a little breathless.

The slightly whitish fingertips lightly touched the vermilion door of Zangshu Pavilion, and then retracted it. She suddenly didn't want to go in again.

Jiang Xiaoli turned around, but at this moment, there was a soft creaking sound from behind.

The door of Zangshu Pavilion opened, and an old and distant voice sounded at the same time, "Come here?"

Jiang Xiaoli touched the back of her head with her backhand. Since Uncle Jiu had already spoken, it would be difficult for her to leave now.

Jiang Xiaoli walked into the Library Pavilion and looked around, but he didn't find where Uncle Jiu was.

"The room on the top floor." Uncle Jiu said again as if he knew what Jiang Xiaoli was thinking.

Jiang Xiaoli rubbed his nose in embarrassment, lifted the hem of his skirt and went up the steps.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiaoli found Uncle Jiu on the terrace on the top floor.

Uncle Jiu was sitting on a rocking chair, shaking slowly, Uncle Jiu's eyes were narrowed, even if Jiang Xiaoli came, he didn't intend to open them.

Jiang Xiaoli looked around, there were books spread all over the place.

Jiang Xiaoli was a little speechless, not to mention that there are restrictions on these exercises, and there is no need to turn them over regularly like ordinary books. Even if these exercises are kept there for hundreds or thousands of years, they will not There were moths.

Let’s just say that today’s weather doesn’t have any sunlight, and it’s not suitable for drying.

As Jiang Xiaoli thought about these things, she just muttered.

Uncle Jiu still didn't open his eyes, and said with a smile: "There is no sun now, how do you know there will be no sun in a while?"

Jiang Xiaoli choked, only hated that she was not an astronomical officer, and couldn't say anything to refute at this moment.

"Come and sit." Uncle Jiu said again.

Jiang Xiaoli took a look at Uncle Jiu, and sure enough there was a little scorpion beside him.

Jiang Xiaoli walked over, put the little stick by the fence, and then sat down.

"Bring it." Uncle Jiu stretched out his hand to Jiang Xiaoli.

Jiang Xiaoli was taken aback, "What?"

Uncle Jiu finally opened his eyelids willingly, and he frowned and looked at Jiang Xiaoli.

In the midst of the flashes, Jiang Xiaoli thought of something, oh, and handed out a gourd, "Here."

After finishing, he said: "Drink less, it's not good to drink too much."

Uncle Jiu paused holding the gourd's hand, looked at Jiang Xiaoli again, but didn't speak immediately, took a sip of the wine in the gourd, and then said slowly: "Children's family, where are there so many?" Mind."

"What's on my mind, I have nothing on my mind." Jiang Xiaoli said immediately.

Uncle Ninth laughed out loud, and laughed for a long time, and couldn't help coughing lightly while laughing.

Uncle Jiu patted himself on the chest, reassured himself, and then said: "It's nothing on your mind, why are you so anxious to deny it?"

Jiang Xiaoli leaned against the fence behind her, looked up at the gray sky, she didn't want to answer Uncle Jiu's words.

After a while, she also took out a gourd from the Qiankun bag.

If I want to take a few sips like Uncle Jiu, maybe I won't be so bothered.

But before Jiang Xiaoli brought the mouth of the gourd close to his lips, the gourd in his hand was gone.

Jiang Xiaoli saw that his own gourd was also in the hands of Uncle Jiu.

Just as Jiang Xiaoli was about to speak, Uncle Nine was already one step ahead of Jiang Xiaoli, and said, "Young man, it's not a good habit to drown your sorrows in alcohol, so I'll refrain from drinking it for you, this old gourd, so as not to ruin this liquor."

When Jiang Xiaoli heard what Uncle Jiu said, he stopped thinking about arguing with Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu was right.

Grandpa taught her the ability to make wine with one hand, but she didn't let her waste it like this.

Jiang Xiaoli smiled lightly, but Uncle Jiu snorted again, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, it will hinder your eyes."

But the smile on the corner of Jiang Xiaoli's mouth widened until he burst out laughing.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Jiang Xiaoli climbed to the top floor of the Library Pavilion, Uncle Jiu had already pissed Jiang Xiaoli off more than once.

But the strange thing is that Jiang Xiaoli is not only not angry, not only not wronged, but also relaxed.

"Little lunatic." Uncle Nine cast Jiang Xiaoli a disgusted look, ignored Jiang Xiaoli, and sipped the wine to himself.

A tear ran down the corner of Jiang Xiaoli's eye, and he didn't know if it was caused by laughing too much.

Jiang Xiaoli wiped away the tears with her fingertips, and she figured it out.

She has seen Huayue and Huateng now.

Jiang Xiaoli stood up, turned around and looked down at the entire Hua family while stroking the railing.

She still wants to see Mrs. Hua, Hua Mao, and... Hua Rong.

After reading, she will leave.

(End of this chapter)