Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 18: Wool+1
That is - the culprit is Que Xinyan!
Could it be... Que Xinyan looked at the tall and powerful man, but in fact his reading preferences were very mixed, and he was afraid that the elders would find out that he was reading these unserious books, so he changed the covers of these books and pretended to be serious books?

The more Ning Zhao thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, hissed and looked at Que Xinyan whose face was full of "None of my business".

Que Xinyan saw Ning Zhao's eyes fixed on him, and couldn't help but widen his small eyes, "Senior Sister, it's not me!"

Ning Zhao hadn't spoken yet, but Venerable Lingyue looked at Que Xinyan suspiciously, "Que Xinyan, you Senior Sister Ning didn't say anything!"

"Could it be that you are guilty?"

Two drops of cold sweat immediately rolled down Que Xinyan's forehead. He forcibly controlled his trembling hands and saluted, "Don't dare."

"It's just... It's just that this disciple feels that it's too much trouble to inquire about the Photo Stone, and it's not a big deal. Besides, the Photo Stone hasn't been used for a long time, and I don't know if the culprit has been photographed. Or... Or ..."

Ning Zhao interrupted him, "Junior Brother Que, why are you sweating so much?"

"Could it be that you are unwell?"

Que Xinyan let out an ah, raised his hand to touch his shiny forehead, and a few drops of crystal sweat slid down the corners of his eyes.

Seeing Ning Zhaoyan laughing at Yan Yan, Que Xinyan always felt that there was a chill behind him, as if something bad was about to happen.

Facts proved that his premonition was correct, and the next second, Venerable Lingyue's hoarse voice sounded.

"Huazhang, go and marry the picture stone from the Library Pavilion."

The short, gray-robed disciple standing behind Que Xinyan quickly responded and walked quickly to the stairs on the second floor of the Zangshu Pavilion.

Ning Zhao saw the sweat dripping from Que Xinyan's face more cheerfully.

Venerable Lingyue naturally also noticed the strangeness.

He frowned, reached out and patted Que Xinyan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Que Xinyan, what's going on with you?"

Que Xinyan was trembling, waiting for his own sentence, but he had to put on an expression that he had nothing to do with this matter, it was really uncomfortable.

"Why didn't Junior Brother Que speak?"

Ning Zhao tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I remember just now, you seemed to be very talkative outside the door of Zangshu Pavilion..."

Que Xinyan trembled even more, Senior Sister Ning, this is really, which pot is not open and which pot is lifted!

Could it be, could it be that she heard herself speaking ill of Chu Yu to them, so she is protecting the calf at the moment?

Que Xinyan quickly threw this weird idea out of his mind. No one in the Spirit Sword Sect knew that senior sister Ning Zhaoning, an inner disciple under the name of the Great Elder, was obsessed with cultivation.How can there be time to talk to that junior brother Chu Yu, let alone protect the calf.

"Master."

There was a sound of footsteps, it was Hua Zhang who took the photo stone and walked over.

Venerable Lingyue stretched out his hand to take the square wooden box that Huazhang was holding.

Ning Zhao followed the trend and saw a round black stone lying quietly in the wooden box, with a pattern like a five-pointed star painted on it. This is the photo stone.

Venerable Lingyue stretched out his hand to make a tactic, and was about to release the picture of the photo stone.

With a plop, it was Que Xinyan who knelt in front of Venerable Lingyue.

"Brother, why are you kneeling down?" Huazhang looked puzzled, and reached out to help Que Xinyan up.

Que Xinyan pushed Huazhang's hand away, gritted his teeth and let out two tears that pooled in his eyes.

"Master, it's me."

"I also have difficulties."

Venerable Lingyue waved his hand. He had already guessed that there were only a few people who went in and out of Zangshu Pavilion every day. Besides, Que Xinyan was behaving abnormally, so there must be something wrong.

Ning Zhao raised his eyes and looked suspiciously at Que Xinyan who didn't dare to raise his head, "Junior Brother Que, what's going on with you?"

"What did you kneel down all of a sudden?"

Que Xinyan thought to himself, Senior Sister Ning, please stop pretending, by looking at you, you must have already guessed who the person who changed the book cover is.He began to cry with snot and tears, "Master, I really have difficulties, Master."

"I have a younger sister who likes to read scripts since she was a child, but her family is poor and has no extra money to buy scripts for her. So my sister can only do some small jobs for the neighbors by herself to earn money to buy scripts for herself. "

"I've been away these years. Whenever I see a script, I want to leave a souvenir for my sister. I've joined the Spirit Sword Sect. Although I'm just an outer disciple, I still have to take into account the ethos of the Spirit Sword Sect..."

"I was just fascinated by ghosts for a while, so I changed the book cover..."

"Master, Master, please forgive me!"

Venerable Lingyue stroked his forehead, he has lived for so many years, how could he not be able to see whether what Que Xinyan said was true or false.

This kind of story about a good brother doing bad things for his sister was not popular in the early years, and it was thanks to Que Xinyan that he could make it up.But what he said was right, it wasn't a big mistake, originally... Originally, he planned to make an exception and let Que Xinyan attend the morning class with the disciples of the inner sect, but now, let's forget it.

Venerable Lingyue cleared his throat, and his tone was unprecedentedly severe, "Que Xinyan, since you know this is wrong, why do you commit it knowingly!"

"It's fine to read the script in private, and bring the script to Zangshu Pavilion?"

Que Xinyan, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled even more.

Venerable Lingyue changed his tone, and said again: "But for the sake of your conscientiousness in guarding the Library Pavilion, this mistake... I will barely forgive you, and I will punish you with two months of Lingshi, and go to Siguoya to repent by myself Two days."

Que Xinyan nodded in response, turned around and walked outside Zangshu Pavilion.

Two months of Lingshi, how many chapters can I buy!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,wouldn't he be sneaky reading scripts in Zangshuge.

Venerable Lingyue turned his head to look at Ning Zhao, who was standing quietly beside him, with an embarrassed smile on his face, "Is there anything else you can do, Ah Zhao?"

"I heard that you were implicated by Lei Jie two days ago?"

Oh hey, Ning Zhao originally thought about how to bring up the topic of asking for something from Venerable Lingyue, but now he really just dozed off and came to the pillow.

There was a bit of regret on her face, "Yes, the streamer is also cut off..."

Venerable Lingyue asked again: "Then... do you need Tianhe to go to the sword mound with you to draw the sword?"

No, no, no, once Ye Tianhe goes, Mo Yiyi will definitely want to go too.Moreover, they are the heroine and heroine of the original book. If I meet them, this broken worldview will definitely ask me to do some unreasonable things.

Ning Zhao shook his head, "No need, I heard that Senior Brother Ye has been busy teaching junior junior sisters who have just started, so don't bother him."

Venerable Lingyue nodded, with an inexplicable look hidden in his eyes, "Then Ah Zhao, do you need some magic weapons for self-defense?"

"It is very dangerous to enter the sword mound twice. Although you have reached the golden core stage, you will eventually feel uncomfortable without the sword."

Ning Zhao quietly glanced at the frisbee he stuffed in his storage bag.No, I'm fine with it.

"I heard that Master Uncle has been devoting himself to the study of medical pills these years. I would like to ask Master Uncle for a few bottles of Qingfeng Pills. Maybe I can use them in the Sword Tomb."

Venerable Lingyue did not hesitate, took out a storage bag, took out a few small porcelain bottles, and handed them to Ning Zhao.

"Is there anything else you need?"

"I……"

(End of this chapter)