Even though she was a paper figure, she had no energy to sigh about.
She doesn't even have a pair of eyes that can express her joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
But fortunately, she still has a good mouth.
Of course, being eloquent is not something that comes naturally. After all, we are just paper figures. Compared with normal people, we always lack a bit of liveliness.
The fact that Yinqiao has developed such an eloquent mouth is entirely due to her daughter Shen Qiqi.
The task that Shen Qiqi originally assigned to Yin Qiao was to ask her to go to Qingyin Peak every day when she had nothing to do, find out some things about Xie Beiming and tell her about them.
However, Xie Beiming's personality is really cold. All he does every day is practice. His whereabouts for the day can usually be told in just a few words.
In order to entertain her daughter, Yinqiao would go to Qingyin Peak every day to inquire about Xie Beiming's affairs, and spend the rest of her time wandering around the sect in order to collect more interesting stories to tell her daughter.
Anyway, she is just a paper figure and doesn't need to practice like other disciples in the sect. She has plenty of time.
Day by day, Yinqiao's language expression ability improved rapidly, and her expressions were rich in emotions and clear in layers, and her level was comparable to that of the storytellers in restaurants and teahouses.
She is becoming more and more like Qingluo.
Yin Qiao opened her white eyes and asked Shen Qiqi curiously, "Miss, who is Qingluo?"
"Qingluo," Shen Qiqi's hands kept moving, but the image of the little girl with thin eyebrows and long eyes appeared in her mind. She looked like a saw-mouthed gourd in front of others, but chattered like a sparrow in front of her. So her eyebrows couldn't help but soften a little.
She smiled and said, "Qingluo is a maid who has been with me since she was a child, and she is also... my good friend."
In the previous life, although Qingluo passed away early, the little girl had always been loyal to her and served her as her master until her death.
The identity of a friend is neither important nor unimportant.
She would have to think of a way to bring Qingluo into the Wuji Sect.
As a fellow maid, Yinqiao felt a sense of crisis when she saw Shen Qiqi caring so much about another maid named Qingluo and even calling her a good friend.
She quickly expressed her loyalty, saying, "Miss, I will definitely serve you even more attentively in the future!"
Shen Qiqi sneered: "You are just a paper figure, where does your heart come from?"
After she finished speaking, she saw Yinqiao staring nervously at the thing in her hand. She raised her eyebrows slightly, understood, and said with a smile, "Qingluo is a normal person and does not need this animal skin clothing."
When Yinqiao heard this, the corners of her mouth immediately curled up with joy.
It’s better to be a normal person. Normal people don’t have to compete with her for clothes.
The piece of material in the girl's hand is the skin shed by an ancient mythical beast. There is only such a small piece left in the world.
Before the master set out for Canglang Sea, he gave the skin of the mythical beast to the girl. The girl felt sorry for her fragile body and was afraid of fire and water, so she planned to use the skin of the mythical beast to make her a piece of clothing.
As long as she puts on this dress made of the skin of the mythical beast, she will no longer have to fear water or fire.
So Yinqiao especially treasured the black clothes in Chen Qiqi's hand.
As she spoke, Shen Qiqi had already put away the last stitch of the animal skin clothing.
She shook it open and took a look, not quite satisfied, saying, "I'm sorry, Yinqiao, your daughter's maid is not very good... I can only make it like this, I'm sorry to have to put you in trouble."
Yinqiao was overjoyed. She nodded and shook her head, carefully touching the dress and said excitedly, "No, no! It's already very good... Yinqiao thanks you, young lady!"
As he said this, he took a step back and was about to kowtow to Shen Qiqi to express his gratitude.
Shen Qiqi quickly reached out and held one of her arms, shouting, "Stop, stop. I don't have so many rules for your daughter. Seeing all these formalities gives me a headache. If you have something to say, just say it. Be more firm and don't kneel so easily... Try on the clothes and see if they fit you well."
"Why!"
Yinqiao responded, rubbed her white pupils that could not shed tears, and happily took the clothes and put them on.
Just as Shen Qiqi said, her workmanship was indeed not very good. The stitches were crooked and completely unsightly. She could only barely sew a piece of clothing.
Fortunately, the creator of Yinqiao is Wu Qiongcang, who is a person with the ultimate pursuit of beauty. Except for not being able to give Yinqiao a pair of lively pupils, Yinqiao has everything that a beauty should have.
Long legs, thin waist, curvy figure, slender neck, delicate face... Even the pair of white pupils without eyeballs are the perfect shape of phoenix eyes.
Such a beauty can look charming even if she just wraps herself in a bed sheet.
The only regret was that pair of white pupils… Shen Qiqi narrowed her eyes, staring at Yin Qiao’s white pupils for a moment, thought for a moment, picked up the remaining small piece of animal skin, and tied it to her eyes.
Sure enough, once the white pupils were covered, there was no trace of flaw in Yin Qiao's body.
Only then did Shen Qiqi nod in satisfaction.
Eyes were just a decoration for Yin Qiao, and blindfolding or not had no effect on her. "Seeing" Shen Qiqi nodded with satisfaction, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth happily.
Without those scary white pupils, Yin Qiao's every move, every frown and every smile, were full of the temptation of "such a beautiful woman", and even Shen Qiqi, a girl, couldn't help but feel her heart fluttering.
She suddenly became interested and imitated the behavior of those lechers on the street. She reached out and pinched Yinqiao's delicate little chin, and said with a smile: "You are so beautiful, young lady. I wonder if you will marry me?"
Yinqiao immediately said in a sweet voice, "Okay, okay."
Shen Qiqi: ...
Shen Qiqi suffered the consequences of her own actions and was so frightened that she almost choked to death on her own saliva.
Seeing Yinqiao about to take her arm, she got goosebumps and quickly jumped away. The master and servant played around for a while before Shen Qiqi said, "By the way, Yinqiao, tell me more about what happened in Furong Town."
Yin Qiao replied "yes," then stopped laughing and said solemnly, "I heard that the residents there now squeeze their entire families into one room every night, and tie a rope around each other's wrists, holding onto each other's hands all night long, not daring to let go for even a moment."
"But even so, the person is still gone, right?" Shen Qiqi asked with a frown.
"Yes." Yin Qiao nodded and said, "I don't know where this evil spirit came from, but it's so powerful. Of course, it's also possible that the people sent by the noble families to support it are too useless. Otherwise, how could they not even know what the evil spirit looks like after being captured for almost a month?
"My master said that those so-called famous families in the world, although they have little ability, are just like vases that look good but are useless, isn't that right, young lady?"
“…”
The girl remained silent.
Yinqiao didn't wait for a response and raised his head suspiciously. His white pupils under the black cloth stared blankly at his girl for a while. Suddenly he thought of something and quickly raised his hand to slap his mouth.
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