95 Inspiration 2
Holding on to the camphor tree outside the Red Fort gate and taking a breath, Baili Xuan frowned slightly, feeling a little depressed.
The rounds of questioning by the sect leaders finally came to an end, which made her inner torment slightly alleviated. Even though she knew that these people were trying to solve her troubles, she still couldn't bear the discomfort of being asked questions by so many strangers in a short period of time.
feel.
It would be nice if Yu Shiqi was by her side at this time. Baili Xuan could not help but think of him and recalled the scene of him accompanying her all the way from Jingrong. Although she didn't feel anything special when they got along at the time, she felt more and more after they were separated.
I miss that peaceful feeling.
But after all, it had caused him and Mr. Zhong a lot of trouble. She said "Oh", thinking that people can't always be so selfish, and there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. When they first met, she felt that there was a world of difference between them.
What a great fate. It wasn't until I saw how much he cared about the bell on the boat that I realized that the so-called fate was all wishful thinking.
That night, she invited him to a sumptuous dinner at a restaurant in Jincheng. She had some thoughts of expressing her feelings through alcohol, but in the end she couldn't do it because after drinking for a long time, alcohol could not defeat her reason.
After a while, he lay down and fell asleep.
Strangely enough, a month ago, she would never have imagined that she could safely drink until she fell unconscious in front of a man, no matter whether that man seemed to be a gentleman or not.
"It's true..." She smiled bitterly without realizing it, and punched the tree trunk lightly, "I've had enough."
"Miss Baili." Teng Yining's voice came from behind, and the meeting of the sect leaders seemed to be over.
Bai Lixuan turned around and bowed her head slightly: "Senior Teng."
"I'll tell you good news. The Sect Master has decided to launch a crusade against the organization that threatens you." Teng Yining said with a smile, "If Lingyin's intelligence collection goes smoothly, we can take action soon.
Already."
Bai Lixuan was stunned for a while. Subconsciously, she didn't feel that she would be safe so soon. She asked blankly: "Then... what will happen?"
"Uproot them." Teng Yining clenched his right fist, "You will be free after that."
"Freedom..." She murmured and repeated this word. This was something she had always longed for, but was it really so easy to get?
"Okay, before the weather comes, you can stay at the villa with peace of mind. I promise, I won't keep you waiting for too long." Teng Yining planned to end the conversation with her. She also wanted to meet her sister to see her.
I shared my experiences related to this trip to the Western Wilderness with them.
Baili Xuan nodded silently, and suddenly called Teng Yining loudly to stop her before she left.
"Fuji-senpai! Can I try to become one of you?"
Teng Yining looked at her hesitantly. Most of the members of the Desolate Sect, especially the Yunzhongjian, were trained by the villa from childhood, but sometimes they would also accept individual people with lofty ideals from outside. For example, the former acting sect leader Liu Yike accepted Hanyu Xingmang as a
Their leaders had almost nothing to do with the Desolation Sect before, but those exceptions almost always had certain abilities.
For people like Bai Lixuan who want to join halfway but have no foundation in martial arts, no matter how determined they are, Teng Yining still feels that it is not suitable. After all, cultivating a qualified Desert Ranger does not happen overnight.
Bai Lixuan understood the meaning of rejection from her eyes, which was expected. She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Okay... I understand."
"You should think about it carefully."
After Teng Yining said these words, a trace of regret flashed in her heart. She was not sure why she said something that was contradictory to her original intention. She clearly thought that Baili Xuan was not suitable to join the Desolate Sect, but she failed to do so.
Expressing this meaning well seems to leave a glimmer of hope for Bai Lixuan.
Alas, I still can't get rid of my soft-hearted problem... She sighed secretly, quickly waved her hands and walked away.
Baili Xuan stood on the spot with her hands clasped together, with a faint fire in her eyes that refused to admit defeat.
No need to think about it, Fuji-senpai, I have made up my mind. Although that person may not realize it himself, the courage and unwillingness to admit defeat he showed during the journey have deeply infected me.
If you can't even pass this test, why would you want to compare with it?
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The wharf of Wuyue City is like a pot of boiling water that is always boiling, never stopping from early morning to dusk.
Yu Shiqi lay on the clock tower at the North Point and looked down, seeing the flower boats and dragon boats carrying tourists slowly sailing out of the water gate under the afterglow of the setting sun. Even though they were hundreds of steps away, they could still imagine the singing and singing of the birds and the dancing of the sheng and flutes on the boats.
"This is the characteristic of Wuyue. The flower boat and dragon boat travel at night on the Zhilan River. The boat can accommodate hundreds of people. You can think of it as a small brothel on the water. Often wealthy people with generous spending will charter the entire boat. As long as the clothes and appearance are
Anyone who can afford it can board the boat and have fun all night. Have you seen the young men in bright clothes gathering at the pier? They all want to take advantage of the boat." Zhong Lingqi knew that Yu Shiqi was looking at the boat, so he casually introduced it to him
Some local customs in Wuyue.
"I'm afraid some people's clothes are not their own." Yu Shiqi couldn't help but laugh. He saw that many of the colorful young men on the pier were obviously wearing ill-fitting clothes.
"That's natural. How can a young man from an ordinary background afford that kind of fine brocade?" Zhong Lingqi shrugged, "There is a shop specializing in brocade rental not far from the pier. This is no secret. Treat me.
The rich man who chartered the boat doesn't care, after all, the presence of those guys who are trying to make themselves look fat will further highlight the nobility and extraordinaryness of him and his friends in the same circle."
Yu Shiqi said: "The people who board the ship may not all want to eat, drink and have fun for free. After all, it is also an opportunity to meet the rich and powerful people in Wuyue."
"Yes, everyone gets what they need."
At this time, Dong'er squeezed in between the two of them, looking at the flower boat disappearing under the water gate, her eyes shining brightly: "I want to go up and play too."
Yu Shiqi thought that it was not a fun place for a fifteen-year-old girl. Under the colorful flower boats were hidden the naked desires of the adult world, about money, power and lust.
"Okay, isn't there a boat behind you? Let's take it." Zhong Lingqi said, reaching out and patting Yu Shiqi's back, "Just leave the easel here, no one will come anyway, and then
You still have to come over to paint, so you don’t have to worry about bringing them with you."
Yu Shiqi looked at him in surprise. For a moment, he even doubted whether Zhong Lingqi knew what was on the ship.
But Yu Shiqi could tell from the teasing and joking expression on Zhong Lingqi's face that he obviously knew, but he didn't know why he wanted to take them on board.
Could this guy be familiar with the road a long time ago? Yu Shiqi suddenly felt sick in his heart. He took Dong'er's hand and said coldly to Zhong Lingqi: "If you want to go, you can go alone. I will take Dong'er home."
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"Which home should I go to?" Zhong Lingqi smiled.
"When I get back, I'll tell Aunt Xiaozhou what good thing you went to do."
"Then we can't let you go back." Zhong Lingqi crossed his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head and looked at his son who was holding back his anger with a smile: "Yu Shiqi, I won't bully you, just in this small area.
Dear, if you can get this from me, I won’t force you today.”
Yu Shiqi didn't even look at him and said coldly: "I don't want to play this boring game with you. Your martial arts skills are far superior to mine. We both know this."
"Then you don't want to take this back?" Zhong Lingqi stretched out his hand and shook the thing in his hand, making a crisp "dinging" sound.
Chapter completed!