Chapter 103 Men can cry, but they can’t wipe away their tears
It's another bright day,
Oh~
Super light——
Jiang Qiu was beaten up again, looking like a broken doll.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
Who can understand the pain of working the night shift and not being allowed to catch up on sleep?
Jiang Qiu lay straight on the bed, his neck tilted back, his eyes looking at the torn curtain above his head with a 180-degree melancholy look.
That’s right, this hole is their masterpiece just now.
Feng Li threatened him fiercely to tell the truth, saying that if he confessed, he would be lenient, but if he resisted, he would be severely punished. If he didn't tell the truth about what he and the courtesan Zhang Chuchu had done, he would use the hand with its sharp nails that had not been trimmed to teach him a lesson.
After saying this, he used his fingernails to scratch a big hole in the top of the bed curtain in a very demonstrative manner.
Jiang Qiu said that he couldn't win at all.
Finally, with the motor fully opened, I had to tell the truth.
Of course.
He wasn't so stupid as to tell everything. He kept the things about the system and time travel strictly secret. He just made up a little story to deal with someone.
Even though Jiang Qiu confessed and was given some leniency, it didn't bring him any good results. Instead, someone became even more arrogant. He was about to go on a date with the Demon Princess of the Northern Territory, but before leaving, he had to teach him a lesson. This was simply shameful! Shameful!
Is this the loss of humanity or the decline of morality?
When will Feng Li forget about this little cannon fodder?
That’s ridiculous.
He turned his head, feeling so angry that he punched Feng Li's pillow again.
Jiang Qiu was depressed for a while, but his fighting spirit made him stand up bravely. He raised his fair and slender hands and wiped away two tears from his handsome face.
Men can cry, but they cannot wipe away their tears.
The head can be cut off and the blood can be shed, but the sense of ritual cannot be lost.
Bah, what’s the point of having your head cut off? You can’t have your head cut off. I’ve been worked for so long in vain by someone, isn’t it just for the day when I can go back alive?
Be strong, you still have to be strong.
Jiang Qiu put on his clothes tremblingly, and called upon the system to exchange two points of comfort for physical strength. Only then did Jiang Qiu feel a little more comfortable, but this did not mean that Jiang Qiu was satisfied.
Not happy, not happy at all,
Even though he was angry, Jiang Qiu still took out the task Feng Li left for him.
Next to his pillow was a small notebook with a blue cover.
Even if you are blind, you can tell that this thing is the Heart Sutra of Immortality that you saw in Quanju Sect before.
Feng Li said something nice to make him react properly and to copy the Heart Sutra to get rid of his evil desires that would not change despite repeated teachings.
The next night he would come to check whether he had copied it carefully a hundred times.
Jiang Qiu looked at the blue-covered Heart Sutra in his hand and gritted his teeth.
This Heart Sutra had just hit his butt, and now he was forced to copy it as punishment. Who was it?
The one with a head full of frivolous things?
Seeing Jiang Qiu being suppressed by the target again, the system sighed: [Hmph, you got taught a lesson again? I told you to be careful, but you refused to listen. Now you're going further and further down this path, aren't you? Host, if you continue this foolish behavior, no matter how much stamina you redeem, it won't be enough for you.]
With a snap, the brush Jiang Qiu was copying the Heart Sutra with broke. [Now you're calling me stupid. Why didn't you warn me back then? System, your host has reached this point today. As the system, don't you have any responsibility? In an avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent.]
And you still say he is stupid?
What's wrong with him?
Which step to get to where he is now was not achieved through his resourcefulness?
If he hadn't been so quick-witted, he would have been dragged away by Feng Li to have his skewers fried. How could your unreliable system have appeared?
He was originally following the plan, but who knew that he would stray further and further from the path of his confidants?
It's obvious that the system is unreliable. I didn't even know the target's sexual orientation at the beginning.
If this point is not clear, how can intelligence work be done?
Did you work hard? Did you work diligently?
If I had known that he was interested in men, he would not have approached him, o(╥﹏╥)o
Jiang Qiu copied very slowly, and continued copying until the evening.
Emmm........I haven't finished copying yet,
If someone doesn't come back, I will have to copy the text pitifully.
It’s like the weekend you’ve finally waited for is suddenly notified that you have to make up for the missed lessons.
Jiang Qiu's heart was filled with sorrow.
Jiang Qiu did copy, but do we expect him to take it seriously?
It's impossible.
After being pestered by the Demon Princess of the Northern Territory for a whole day and acting out a lot of drama, Feng Li couldn't help but take some time to come back and see if a certain little thing was behaving well.
When he reached the bedroom,
Under the warm candlelight, Jiang Qiu had fallen asleep on the bed.
Yes, you read it right, Jiang Qiu was lying down, and the reason was,
He couldn't sit down, and standing was tiring. He couldn't lie down either way, so Jiang Qiu could only half-kneel on the paper and copy. But the candlelight made him sleepy, and he felt sleepy as soon as he read. All the words in the Heart Sutra turned into flying radicals and flew away in Jiang Qiu's half-asleep state.
"Falling asleep again?"
Feng Li picked him up and was shocked to find that there were still a few ink marks on Jiang Qiu's face from sleeping, which made Feng Li smile unconsciously.
After laying the man flat on his back, Feng Li picked up the thick stack of punishment papers that Jiang Qiu had placed beside the bed and raised his eyebrows.
"So obedient? Did you copy everything?"
When I opened it, I was shocked to see that it was covered with large clumps of black ink. There were only a few words that could be seen clearly. My eyelids twitched violently.
"Haha...it's weird that you can be so obedient."
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It was not until noon the next day that Jiang Qiu finally opened his eyes after a good sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was stunned.
Eh?
Doesn't he sleep on his knees?
How did you lie down so comfortably? Even the quilt was tucked in properly.
No way, wearing a book and developing a new skill: sleepwalking?
Jiang Qiu shook his chaotic head, then got up and took out his unfinished masterpiece.
Seeing this copybook that I couldn't bear to look at, I felt ashamed.
Uh...I don't know if Feng Li will beat him up again if he sees this.
Just as Jiang Qiu was thinking this, the secret guard's report came through the door.
"Sir, you have a letter from me. I wonder if you are available now. I will give it to you."
Feishu?
Who would write to him?
Jiang Qiu responded, and a secret guard handed the flying book to Jiang Qiu and flew away.
Jiang Qiu looked at the sealed flying book in his hand and secretly clicked his tongue.
The confidentiality system in this fairy world is quite strong. Only the person who receives the secret letter can open it, otherwise it will be destroyed directly.
Jiang Qiu was amazed at Feishu's security system, and wondered who would send him a letter?
only,
Jiang Qiu's hands almost trembled when he opened the letter.
The letter clearly read:
"Jiang Qiu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I've missed you so much since we last parted. I heard that you're the Southern Territory's Protector and are now in the Northern Territory's palace. I'm so happy and look forward to meeting you today. Don't let me down. See you in the painting studio—Xie An."
Jiang Qiu looked at the cheesy letter in his hand and choked up.
What should I do if my secret crush comes to my door?
Waiting online, it's urgent.
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