Chapter 17 Ye Xingzhou vows to protect Elder Zuo until his death
Such a beautiful woman is called an old man. Who can help but be angry?
Among the Thirty-Six Strategies, Ye Xingzhou chose to pretend to be ignorant and flatter his superiors.
"Senior Brother, who are you?"
The corners of Elder Zuo's eyes were slightly raised.
This young man pretends to be ignorant even though he knows the truth.
He wanted to see what tricks were being played.
"Zuo Chunhui."
"The name Zuo Chunhui is really difficult to write."
"oh?"
Ye Xingzhou picked up the strand of hair again and stroked it gently as if it were a treasure.
Meng Zhi, who was watching from the side, looked like he had eaten shit, and without a second's hesitation, he sealed his five senses.
Ye Xingzhou put on that dead look again.
Ugh, disgusting!
Zuo Chunhui became interested and waited quietly for Ye Xingzhou's next move.
Ye Xingzhou took half a step forward, his eyes moving and the words coming out of his mouth.
"It's not that the strokes are complicated, but when writing, you have to dip the brush in four parts dusk, three parts moonlight, two parts tipsy, and one part his charm."
I don’t know if it’s awkward or not, but it makes people happy anyway.
Zuo Chunhui's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she loosened her grip and let the person go.
"You are such a smooth talker, young man."
"No way." Ye Xingzhou shook his head and straightened his clothes. "I just said it out of inspiration."
"There's no one else in the sect as good-looking as Elder Zuo."
Zuo Chunhui curled his lips, "But you just called me an old man."
Ye Xingzhou was instantly indignant and looked around, "Who, who dares to call our young and beautiful Elder Zuo a rotten old man?"
"If he dares to call Elder Zuo an old man today, he will tear down the roof and ask for a beating tomorrow!"
"Elder Zuo, your delicate hands shouldn't touch such dirty things. Leave this matter to me. I will definitely find out who spread the rumors for you!"
"From now on, disciple Ye Xingzhou swears to protect Elder Zuo until his death!"
After playing the role of the thief crying "stop thief", Ye Xingzhou did not forget to provide emotional value.
After this wave of operations, I have no psychological burden.
Although his words were false, his praise for Zuo Chunhui was sincere.
Zuo Chunhui raised his folding fan to hide the smile on his lips.
"You're quite perceptive, so I won't punish you."
The bone fan itself is noble and most people cannot hold it up. But in Zuo Chunhui's hand, with her slender jade fingers, it is as beautiful as a painting.
"Today you and Meng Zhi will repair the roof and tidy up the second and third floor libraries. Do you have any complaints?"
Although they said there would be no punishment, they actually did.
However, it is especially important not to question the leader's decision at such times.
Ye Xingzhou agreed decisively.
"Elder Zuo is willing to entrust this task to me because he values me so much. I am so happy that I cannot complain."
"Then go ahead."
Zuo Chunhui folded his folding fan, took a few steps, and in the blink of an eye he was lying on the rocking chair under the banyan tree.
His movements were ghostly and silent, which showed how advanced his cultivation was.
Half of his body was slightly tilted, his expression was lazy, his palm supported his chin, his wide sleeves slipped down, revealing the emerald green snake-shaped jade bracelet on his wrist.
The mottled light and shadows shone through the leaves, and the jade bracelet was clear and translucent, just like a real snake.
The thought of snakes gives me chills.
Ye Xingzhou quickly withdrew his gaze and climbed onto the roof carrying a bag of tiles.
Meng Zhi has already fixed most of the loopholes.
Ye Xingzhou lowered his head to look into the cave, and the first thing he saw was the imperial concubine couch carved out of golden nanmu wood.
Hiss, so rich.
You can't look at it, it will make your teeth ache if you look at it for too long.
Ye Xingzhou followed Meng Zhi's example and blocked the hole with tiles stacked up one by one.
The two of them were silent throughout the whole process.
Ye Xingzhou didn't say anything because Zuo Chunhui had a high level of cultivation and could easily hear anything he said.
Meng Zhi didn't say anything because she simply didn't want to bother with Ye Xingzhou.
After repairing it for a long time and finishing the roof, he went into the library.
Don’t be fooled by the unremarkable appearance of this library; once you step through the door, you will find a whole new world inside.
What meets the eye are numerous ancient books, and the nose is filled with the fragrance of calligraphy.
As soon as he stepped onto the stairs to the second floor, Ye Xingzhou suddenly felt an extra layer of pressure on him, and his pace slowed down.
Meng Zhi had already walked to a few steps in front of Ye Xingzhou.
Ye Xingzhou touched his chest and said, "Junior brother, do you feel a little breathless?"
Meng Zhi glanced sideways and uttered four words mercilessly.
"If you don't like it, practice more."
Then he strode away, leaving Ye Xingzhou behind, turned the corner, and went up to the third floor alone.
Junior brother is still so unruly.
Ye Xingzhou took a step forward and tried to go up to the third floor.
As soon as my foot touched the steps, a pressure as heavy as a thousand pounds swept over me.
Ye Xingzhou hurriedly pulled his leg back, if he was a second late his leg bones would have been broken.
It turns out that not everyone can go up to the third floor.
The second floor is still the best place for him.
Ye Xingzhou was obedient this time.
He turned his head and began to observe the structure of the second-floor library.
The second floor is filled with low-level books, and the three areas are filled with low-level swordsmanship, low-level alchemy, and low-level talismans.
The higher the floor, the higher the quality of the books. I heard that on the fourth floor there are some books that can be chosen by the intelligent mind.
Ye Xingzhou reached out and pulled out a book. Dust instantly flew all over the sky, and even got a lot of it on his hands.
"How long has it been since this was opened?"
Ye Xingzhou put the book back, turned into a cleaning master, picked up the duster in the corner and started sweeping the dust.
He is almost becoming the permanent cleaner in the world of immortal cultivation.
The sunlight shines through the window and the dust flying in the air sparkles like fireflies.
After working hard for a long time and almost finishing the work, Ye Xingzhou looked up and found that there was still a spider web on the beam that had not been swept clean.
The spider web was very high and could not be reached with a duster alone. Ye Xingzhou jumped onto the beam on tiptoe and planned to crawl over along the beam.
Before he climbed over, Ye Xingzhou saw a broken piece of parchment lying quietly on the beam.
Ye Xingzhou brushed off the dust on it, picked it up and took a look. It was just ordinary sheepskin with no words on it.
A parchment scroll would not appear out of thin air in the library.
According to the routine, this parchment must be some high-level martial arts technique, and special methods are required to see the words.
As expected, Ye Xingzhou is the chosen one!
His golden finger is here!
Ye Xingzhou suppressed his excitement and took out a dagger from his storage bag.
In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone emphasizes swearing homage to their master through a drop of blood, so he has to keep up with this trend.
Ye Xingzhou immediately raised the tip of the knife and poked it lightly. A trickle of blood flowed out of his index finger, and then he wiped it on the sheepskin scroll.
Ye Xingzhou waited expectantly for a miracle to happen.
The parchment scroll still looks the same as when I first saw it.
It must be the wrong method.
Ye Xingzhou didn't give up and poured some more water on it.
Apart from anything else, this sheepskin scroll is extremely waterproof.
The expectation in Ye Xingzhou's eyes faded away.
Burning it with fire might be helpful.
"Yes, that must be the case." He brainwashed himself.
The use of fire is prohibited in the library. Wait until he goes out before trying again.
If this tattered sheepskin dared to deceive him, he would burn it with fire.
"Ye Xingzhou, aren't you leaving yet? Are you planning to stay in the library overnight?"
Meng Zhi leaned against the wall, looking impatient.
"I'll be right there."
Ye Xingzhou responded, put the sheepskin scroll into the storage bag, and jumped off the beam.
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