Worship tomorrow

Chapter 63 Come up every night

Luo Qingfeng did not dare to refuse and sat down as instructed.

Bai Ruofei didn't say much, she opened the damaged book from last night and ordered: "Translate the first two sentences first."

Luo Qingfeng lowered his head and looked carefully.

After pondering for a while, he read: "In the second year of Yuanzhao, I took a boat with one sword and one person, and went down the river, arrived at Baiyuan City, and saw that time..."

Bai Ruofei stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at the bottom half of the sentence.

Luo Qingfeng took a look and said: "It's night, the starry sky is bright, everything is silent. I walked in the city and heard..."

Bai Ruofei turned another page and pointed at the other half of the sentence.

Luo Qingfeng read: "Breakfast turned out to be roasted people. I felt sick and left the table..."

Bai Ruofei was in a trance and stopped talking. Her fingers fell on the page of the book and stopped moving, as if she was in a trance.

Luo Qingfeng turned to look at her.

The two of them sat very close, almost touching each other, and could clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body, but it was not emitted by other things, but like her own feminine fragrance.

The sun fell on her fair and beautiful face, as moving as a hibiscus in bloom.

"looks good?"

She suddenly turned around and asked.

Luo Qingfeng withdrew his gaze and looked down at the yellowing books on the table.

Bai Ruofei said: "I want to ask you something."

Luo Qingfeng lowered his head and said honestly: "It looks good."

Bai Ruofei took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, placed it in front of him, and said, "Write out the contents of the book, and I will let you read it every day."

Luo Qingfeng said: "Senior Bai actually wants to say, let the disciples come to translate and copy for you every day, right?"

Bai Ruofei looked at him and said, "Is there any difference?"

Luo Qingfeng said no more.

Since you have already promised the other party, you must naturally do it.

He picked up the pen, looked at the broken books on the table, and frowned: "The content of each sentence is only half."

Bai Ruofei was silent for a moment and said: "The remaining half, guess based on the sentences you wrote, help me guess together."

Luo Qingfeng said: "What if it's wrong?"

Bai Ruofei turned her head, looked at him closely and said, "Then I will beat you."

As he spoke, the hot orchid breath from his mouth fell on Luo Qingfeng's face, making him itchy, but he didn't dare to scratch it, let alone say anything.

"Then disciple, try it."

He picked up the pen and turned the book to the first page. When he was about to dip in the ink, he found that there were only ink cubes in the inkstone.

He turned his head and looked at her.

She also turned her head and looked at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Luo Qingfeng could only say: "No Mo."

Bai Ruofei's expression was cold: "Do you want me to grind ink for you?"

You know, the work of grinding ink is done by servants.

Luo Qingfeng thought for a moment and said: "Senior Bai, how about the disciples do the ink grinding and you do the writing? This is more efficient. If I am the only one to grind the ink and the other one is writing, it will be too slow."

Bai Ruofei was silent for a moment, glanced at the inkstone, then at the book, and then at him. She was quiet for a long time, then stretched out her hand, brought the inkstone in front of her, then picked up the ink block and began to sharpen it.

Luo Qingfeng reminded in a low voice: "It needs water to grind."

Bai Ruofei paused for a moment, then took the tea and poured it into the inkstone.

"Squeak... squeak..."

The ink block began to mix with the tea and began to grind.

Luo Qingfeng looked at the text on the first page and reminded: "Grind gently, turn in circles, be careful if it breaks."

The "creak" sound became smaller.

Luo Qingfeng dipped his pen in ink and began to write.

After writing half a sentence, he said: "Disciple, please leave the next half of the sentence blank for now. Wait until Senior Bai has thought about it and then fill it in. It will be faster this way."

Bai Ruofei studied the ink, her pretty face was slightly cold, and she did not speak.

Obviously, she was wronged by being asked to practice ink.

However, when Luo Qingfeng quickly wrote down a page and a half of content, she lost her mood.

Open the second page.

Luo Qingfeng read it first and then continued writing.

Occasionally the second half of a sentence would be easy to guess, so he would ask. After the two of them discussed the same content, they would write it down.

"This sentence is broken from the word 'toss'. Judging from the sentences before and after, it should have a general meaning of 'tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep until dawn'..."

Bai Ruofei came closer and looked closely, almost touching his cheek. She pondered for a moment and nodded: "Probably."

Luo Qingfeng dipped his pen in ink, wrote down a guess sentence, and said: "The ink is too thick, add some water."

Bai Ruofei moved her lips slightly, glanced at him again, then added water and continued grinding.

"The end of this sentence should be 'Ask a question, like attacking a difficult tree, first the easy one, then the program, and then the long time, talk to each other to explain'..."

"Why?"

"This is an article, connected to the top and bottom. It should be like this. Senior Bai Changzangshuge, haven't you read it?" "I have read it. I am just testing you. Write it."

Luo Qingfeng dipped his pen in ink and continued writing.

"On this day, I rescued a wolf girl on the road. She was so charming and charming that I couldn't help but spend the whole night lingering with her..."

Luo Qingfeng subconsciously said: "Behind this Dianluan, there should be 'Daofeng', and behind it... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his foot. When he lowered his head, he saw that a small foot under the skirt had stepped on his foot.

"Next."

Bai Ruofei said coldly, she looked very angry, her fair face was already ashen.

Luo Qingfeng saw her mood fluctuating so much for the first time, and thought to herself: This book seems to be the diary of a member of the demon clan. Could it be that she knows him?

Luo Qingfeng skipped this article and continued writing the next one.

Unconsciously, the sun had set in the west, and the light in the room dimmed.

Luo Qingfeng had been writing all day, and his wrist hurt.

Bai Ruofei spent a whole day grinding, and her snow-white jade fingers turned black.

"Let's just stop here today and go eat."

Bai Ruofei put down the ink block and said.

Luo Qingfeng's stomach growled with hunger. She probably heard it. After hearing this, she stood up and bowed, saying: "Senior Bai, can I make my second request?"

Bai Ruofei looked at the words on the table and said, "Tell me."

Luo Qingfeng said respectfully: "Yuan Tong and his son from the South Campus have evil intentions towards a friend of the disciple. The disciple hopes that Senior Bai can help and let my friend come to the North Campus."

Bai Ruofei lowered her head and looked at the words he had written down, and said calmly: "Disciples of the two houses are not allowed to compete with each other, unless they are new disciples."

Luo Qingfeng said: "What if she leaves the south courtyard on her own initiative?"

Bai Ruofei said: "That won't work either."

Luo Qingfeng fell silent.

After a while.

Bai Ruofei raised her head and looked at him, and said, "Others can't, but I can."

When Luo Qingfeng heard this, he quickly said: "Please ask Senior Bai for help."

Bai Ruofei said: "I can let her come to the North Courtyard, but she is not allowed to set foot here, let alone keep you out all night. Also, starting from tonight, you have to come up to me every night. Unless, you Go to practice or do tasks."

Luo Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "As long as Senior Bai is willing to help, my disciple agrees."

Bai Ruofei glanced at him a few more times, stood up, packed up the papers on the table, and said: "Go and tell her first, and let her take the initiative to retire from the hospital tomorrow. I will instruct people to handle the rest. .”

Luo Qingfeng said quickly: "Thank you, Senior Bai."

Bai Ruofei ignored him and carefully arranged all the papers on the table.

Luo Qingfeng resigned and went downstairs.

When they arrived on the first floor, Granny Ning was sitting on a chair in the corner with her eyes closed, and she asked directly: "Are you satisfied with my lady?"

Luo Qingfeng cupped his hands and said, "Senior Bai asks his disciples to go upstairs every night."

Grandma Ning opened her eyes, and her eyes flashed: "Which floor is it?"

Luo Qingfeng said: "Senior Bai didn't say, it should be the fourth floor."

Granny Ning looked at him and stopped talking.

Luo Qingfeng said a little embarrassedly: "Mother-in-law, I have something to do tonight, so I may come back later. You see..."

Granny Ning said expressionlessly: "Just don't delay Miss's affairs."

Luo Qingfeng said: "There will be no delay."

Grandma Ning closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Luo Qingfeng realized what was going on and left.

After leaving the north courtyard, I went to the side entrance of the south courtyard. After waiting for a long time, I didn't see the nightingale.

He had no choice but to leave and walk directly towards the red leaf alley.

Thinking about things all the way and arriving soon.

at the same time.

Red Leaf Alley, in the courtyard of a certain house.

A slender girl in a black dress was chopping firewood with an ax in both hands.

Smoke curled up from the kitchen chimney.

In the kitchen, a tall and proud girl wearing an apron is cooking.

The old man sat in front of the stove and helped fill the firewood.

A family, warm and harmonious.

After being quiet for a long time, the old man couldn't help but ask: "Aying, why didn't you call Qingfeng to come for dinner?"

Nightingale lowered her head to chop the vegetables, unable to see the expression on her face clearly, and said, "Why do you call me every day? They may not be happy to come here."

"Snapped!"

The sound of chopping wood outside suddenly became louder.

The old man sighed, said no more, and continued to fill the firewood silently.

(End of this chapter)