I don't want to work hard anymore

Li Ting leaned against the wall again, imitating him, showing half of his face on the wall, looking at the ghost opposite.

"What's your name? Xiu?" Li Ting asked the ghost.

The ghost turned to look at him.

Li Ting was a little puzzled: just try it?

"fragrant?"

The ghost took a step towards him.

Is it fragrant or beautiful?Or just names like Xiuxiang and Xiangxiu?

"Xiangxiu?" The ghost didn't move.

"Xiuxiang?" The delusional ghost still didn't move.

"Xiu?" The delusional ghost took a step closer.

"Fragrant?" Luan Gui took another step closer, and she had already passed through the wall of the women's courtyard and arrived at the Library Pavilion. She looked straight at Li Ting with ghostly foggy eyes, as if puzzled.

Oh, these two words must be said separately, Li Ting got down from the wall while thinking.

And he has another conjecture, one of these two characters should be the name, and the other should be the object, Xiu, which may be embroidered embroidery, incense, or the incense of a sachet, so they will all arouse the reaction of delusional ghosts, but no matter what How, the scope is greatly reduced.

"Sachet?"

"embroidered?"

After these two strokes, the delusional ghost not only did not respond, but also faintly wanted to return to the women's courtyard.

Li Ting stood by the wall to stop the delusional ghost.

"I can see you, I will help you." He tried to persuade.

The delusional ghost stopped, it took a step back, and saw Li Ting take a step forward, then it turned to the left, and found that Li Ting also followed to the left.

The delusional ghost circled around Li Ting in surprise.

Li Ting raised the corners of his lips slightly, and for a moment he thought this ghost was very cute.

After finally proving that the person in front of him could indeed see him, the delusional ghost stopped where he was.

Li Ting thought for a while, took out his handkerchief, took out another writing brush, and imitated the handwriting he saw before, and wrote the little initial He.

He is good at calligraphy and painting, and he imitated it at this time, but it is really [-]% similar to that handkerchief.

The delusional ghost immediately stepped forward, almost touching his cheek.

Li Ting looked at the blackness in front of him, rubbed the center of his brows, and said seriously: "I will help you complete your obsession, handkerchief, incense, and beauty, I will investigate them all." The consciousness of a ghost, it floated motionless beside Li Ting.

Is this establishing a bond?

Li Ting took a step back tentatively, and saw that the delusional ghost also took a step after him.

He looked at Qu Que, and saw the little girl nodded. Li Ting heaved a sigh of relief, and the secret path was indeed completed, so there was one more ghost following behind him.

After this incident, Li Ting became more and more aware of the importance of day and night, and he had to let it absorb spiritual energy to be able to capitalize on himself, so he sewed a small cloth bag overnight, filled it with day and night, and carried it by his side.

Unable to be illuminated by sunlight and moonlight, the aura absorbed day and night will be reduced, but as long as it is summoned, it can always absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

At this moment, he is carrying his little white bag and sorting out the books. As for why it is white, in order to let some light through, he has taken great pains.

Interesting and delusional ghosts have been floating behind him, no one else can see them anyway, so Li Ting is used to them following.

He was holding a book in his hand, and was looking for where it should go, but suddenly he heard someone calling his name, Li Ting put the book away first, and then went out.

"Senior brother, what advice do you have?" Li Ting said politely seeing that he was a disciple of the inner sect.

"Tomorrow Yayamen will fight with my sect, you go to do odd jobs, and be there at Maoshi."

"Yes." Li Ting nodded in agreement, but he felt emotional all his life. Eight Yamen and Zhengling Sect had always had a dispute over resources. If you don't want to fight, it will be tomorrow.

Go ahead.

Li Ting turned his head, and saw the envious eyes of his classmates at the entrance of Zangshu Pavilion.

"That's great, maybe you can learn two styles by watching the battle." The man said.

Whenever such a big event happened, the disciples from the outer sect would either watch the battle or do odd jobs, but this fellow sect was unlucky, because he guarded the library, he couldn't leave.

Of course Li Ting understands the thoughts of these young people, he just feels that it is a pity, if there is no such thing as a paranoid ghost, he must be willing to help guard and replace the other party.

But now he can't, because he just wanted to ask Ye Ming about the death list of Zhengling Sect. After all, this is not a secret to the disciples of the inner sect.

At that time, Li Ting arrived at the competition place. At this time, the sky was just getting brighter, and there were not many people coming. He looked around, but he didn't find Ye Ming's figure, so he quietly held the small cloth bag, or it was a small cloth bag Day and night, honestly help day and night to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Until a person stopped him, the person looked at the clothes of his outer disciples and asked, "Can you write?"

"Disciple Li Ting, has met the third elder and knows how to write." He replied.

"En." Third Elder Shang Shui nodded and said, "Then record it by my side."

Li Ting responded, followed Shang Shui to a sandalwood table, and sat beside him.

Zhengling Sect has four elders, the fourth elder is the master who has disappeared, this can be ignored, and the remaining three elders assist the suzerain to handle the affairs of the sect.

The third elder, Shang Shui, is usually responsible for maintaining the rules of the sect, so every time there is a competition, he always judges the record.

Seeing Li Ting put the inkstone on his left hand side and took up the pen with his left hand, he changed his expression and asked, "Do you write with your left hand?"

Li Ting nodded, smiled honestly, and said: "Elder Li, when I was just learning to write, I hurt my right hand because I was playing around, so I used my left hand to write, and I can't change it when I grow up."

Shang Shui also laughed, and didn't probe further.

Li Ting heaved a sigh of relief, always writing is not good, although left-handed writing can avoid some of the previous life's habit of using the pen, but it is also easy to attract attention, and this kind of work should be avoided in the future.

People from the sect arrived at the competition place one after another. Seeing that all the people hadn't arrived yet, Li Ting put the small cloth bag on his lap and moved towards the sun secretly, so that he could bask in the sun day and night.

He himself was preoccupied with day and night, so he didn't know what happened, but Shang Shui next to him felt that the boy's movements were like a girl's, and he was swaying, so he asked, "What's in the bag?"

"Dry food." Li Ting reached into his bag, put away the day and night, and took out two yellow cakes that he had prepared earlier.

Shang Shui thought that you don't need to show it to me, but his face was still kind, "Put it back."

Li Ting put back the cover cake according to his words, and at the same time summoned Day and Night again, and stuffed it into the middle of the cake.

After living a new life, in order to hide my identity, I really became more and more informal. How did I get to this point...

Before half an hour, the people from Yayamon arrived.

Li Ting looked from a distance, and saw a woman in black shirt walking in front, followed by a group of disciples, he had a thought, and secretly said, "He's here to demonstrate."

Yayamen is a very legendary sect. The ancestor was originally a hunter in the mountains. The world of cultivating immortals favors swords and arrows. During a search for a small treasure land, the practitioners took talisman pills and swords, but left the corner alone. The battered bow in it.

At that time, the founder of Yayamon, who was still a hunter, strayed into the cave and happily took the big bow.

That bow has a name - Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan bow is a well-known magic weapon in the world of cultivating immortals. In the mountains and wilds, the jewels are dusty, but when they meet the Patriarch of Yayamen, they are lucky to be dusty, and they are not dusty.

The Patriarch of Yaya Gate obtained the inherited method of self-cultivation from Xuanyuan Bow, led the Orion in the mountains on the road of cultivation, and founded the sect.

That dharma door was left by the immortals, people are like arrows, sharp and indomitable, and unpredictable. If you hold Xuanyuan Bow, you can extradite mana and combine offense and defense. It's a pity that the content is not complete, otherwise the Yayamen would have been far away Leaving Zhengling sect.

But even so, about 300 years ago, it was stronger than Zhenglingzong, and it didn't gradually decline until Xuanyuan Gong disappeared.

The position of the Yayamen is simple, the head of the door is Qiao Xinzhi, a person who is rough but fine, and the deputy head is his younger sister Gu Yi, a genius in cultivation, but he doesn't like dealing with people, so he is known as a "secret arrow".

She has a high level of cultivation and is capable of fighting. Although she doesn't take much care of the sect's affairs, as long as she is around, no one will dare to invade the Yayamen.

The ancient meaning is not good at talking, but today's "dark arrow" has changed to "bright arrow", it must be her senior brother's request.

Zhengling Sect Master Yin Qi saw this person coming, frowned secretly, and said politely: "I didn't expect that the deputy sect master came to the appointment. Back then, sect master Qiao was looking forward to the appointment, why didn't he come?"

Gu Yi looked at him and said, "Yes."

There is only one, um, which means that I really came to the appointment by myself, and there are no more.

There was a young man in a Chinese robe behind her. Seeing this, he took a step forward, and said to Yin Qi, who had a young face but had actually lived for hundreds of years: "I have seen Sovereign Yin, Master speaks slowly, please ask me, Master is practicing in seclusion, but five The annual appointment is too big to be delayed, so we have to send out the master who has been guarding the mountain gate."

The reasoning may be correct, but for a junior to talk to the suzerain, the meaning of contempt is too obvious.

Lan Xi got up and took the words, "Senior Brother Jin's words are wrong. After all, the family teacher is the master of the sect, and it is inappropriate to hand over matters with the younger generation."

Jin Chao was a little surprised on the wine face, and said: "How can Junior Sister Lan think this way, the master is notorious for being not good at talking, Xizhou is famous for his family's ugliness, and he doesn't shy away from it. It can be seen that he is sincere to the Zhengling Sect, and the master also replied just now , I was just adding on the sidelines, how did it become handover to me? Besides, I am the young sect master of the Yaya sect, so it is normal to be familiar with the affairs in advance.

Haha, could it be that Junior Sister Lan is also the young master of Zhengling Sect?In that way, if Sect Master Yin is unable to reply, the junior sister can also add to it. "

These words were extremely ugly, but they didn't completely break the face. Li Ting looked at Jin Chaojiu, and felt that the combination of master and apprentice was almost invincible, the kind of irritating invincible.

After all, Gu Yi is famous for being bad at talking, but it is not a "family ugly" as Jin Chaojiu said, but a symbol of strength. Everyone in Xizhou knows that Gu Yi is Yayamen's hidden arrow, and the arrow does not need to rely on words To deter others, because her existence itself is a deterrent.

But Yin Qi is different. After all, he is a normal head of a sect. If he admits that he can't answer, and asks his apprentice to add, is that still decent?

All the disciples present were angry, they could already see that the Yayamen came from bad intentions, but many of them thought of the elder brother who was buried in Jinninuma more than a year ago.

If Chen Shi was there, with his strong personality, he would definitely be able to choke on Jin Chaojiu, and even though he was disliked by everyone, he was better than Lanxi in handling sect affairs.

Some people are like this. When he was around, you hated his strength, but when he died, you missed his strength again.

Li Ting himself didn't feel much, because of his master, he also had a fervent intention of protecting the Zhengling Sect, but people's hearts are unpredictable.

In the long years, he lost his enthusiasm and just watched and protected him habitually. In the last ten years, he rarely came back except for important events, lest everyone would not like each other.

"It's useless to talk more." Yin Qi said indifferently: "Let's compete directly." After speaking, he walked to the banquet without paying attention to the other party.

"Wait, I still have a letter of war at Yayamen, Zhenglingzong dare not take it?" Jin Chaojiu laughed. As he spoke, Guyi's hand moved slightly, and a piece of paper was shot out like a sharp arrow. The movement was so fast that no one could see it clearly. When Yin Qi noticed it, the paper was about to hit him. He quickly turned sideways and swung his broad sword with his right hand.

A silver light flashed, and the paper was cut in half.

He couldn't take Gu Yi's move empty-handed.

The other party stabbed people in the back, and he cut the war letter with his sword. Everything has become an irreconcilable situation. Yin Qi turned his head indifferently and looked at the pair of master and apprentice who had come prepared.

During the silent confrontation, Lan Xi gently picked up the two halves of the paper, her expression remained unchanged, she used her strength to put the two halves together, and handed them to Yin Qi naturally.

Li Ting looked at all this with a calm expression, thinking that Lanxi did handle things properly, but in the world of practice, one must rely on strength to speak.

Just like Lanxi hated him, he also didn't like this junior sister who was slightly inferior to him and had a petty personality.

Chen Shi had several chances to kill her in his previous life, but in the end he had affection for the sect and was merciful, but Lanxi loved power so much that he couldn't tolerate him at all. Maybe she could become a hero, maybe she would Die at the hands of stronger men.

But no matter what, he doesn't like her. Every practitioner has his own principles, which are called "bottom line" when they are small, and "heart training" when they are big. The teacher can treat her everywhere, but she is a little Too cool.So in Li Ting's mind, Lan Xi was a white-eyed wolf, ruthless and cunning, but the kind who might be bitten to death by a tiger.

And the ancient meaning belongs to the tiger in the practice world.