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Chapter 201

"Mirror girl, look, it has to be cut like this."

Holding the scissors, Grandma Li cut the square red paper the size of a palm into a delicate and beautiful window grille.

Seeing this, Jing Yingrong picked up the scissors and the red paper and cut them out in one go. The window grilles she cut out were exactly the same as Grandma Li's.

Grandma Li smiled and said, "It's very simple, right? What's not difficult for us must be easier for you monks."

Mirror Yingrong nodded.

The two didn't speak any more, only the clear rustling sound of paper-cutting remained in the room.

After Jing Yingrong followed the pattern of the window grilles cut out by Grandma Li, she cut a few flowers in a row, then stopped suddenly, her eyelashes drooping slightly, concentrating on her thoughts.

After a while, the scissors moved again.This time, she cut very slowly, stopping to think for a moment every time she cut.

After finishing cutting the flower in her hand, Grandma Li noticed Jing Yingrong's movements.She looked at it curiously, without asking aloud.

It wasn't until Jing Yingrong put down the scissors and shook the red paper away that Grandma Li sized it up a few times before she couldn't help asking, "Miss Jing, what did you cut out?"

Jing Yingrong: "Daye Baimei is a kind of spiritual plant, and it usually grows like this."

She spread her palms open, and a phantom of a strange flower emerged from the light shining in her palms.

Grandma Li looked at the phantom, then looked at what Jing Yingrong had cut out, and said with a smile: "Like, like. But, if it is made into window grilles, you can change it again."

Grandma Li stacked a piece of red paper several times, and drew on it with a small piece of charcoal, rubbed and drew, and finally outlined a rough pattern, and then cut it out with scissors.

Jing Yingrong stared at the window grilles that Grandma Li had cut out based on the big-leaf white rose. At first, there was confusion in her eyes, but gradually, a bright light lit up in the mist.

Compared with the window grilles cut by Jing Yingrong, Grandma Li's window grilles are quite different from the real big-leaf white rose at first glance. Part of the petals and leaves are removed, highlighting or even exaggerating the main features, although they are not so similar , but it makes people feel like a real big leaf white rose, and it contains a different kind of characteristics.

Grandma Li said slowly: "Sometimes you don't have to copy everything, it's a good thing to let go of some parts, and leave the vacant space for the parts you like and want."

Jing Yingrong's expression changed, and he murmured: "Doesn't it have to be copied?"

"Yeah, or maybe, add some of your own imagination into it, anyway, it's your own stuff, no one will blame you no matter how much you mess around."

With that said, Grandma Li cut another window grille.This window grille is even more different from Daye Baimei, only the shadow of Daye Baimei can be vaguely seen, but it is still very beautiful.

Jing Yingrong stared at this beautiful window flower that looked like a big-leaf white rose but was not a big-leaf white rose, with a glint in her eyes.

Thousands of thoughts emerged, and silence returned in an instant.She picked up the scissors again, and did not cut other patterns, but still cut according to Grandma Li's style.

Half a day passed, and the two cut a basket full of window grilles.Jing Yingrong carried the basket to the outside of the house and stuck it on the window paper, door and other places.The window grilles were cut a little too much, so she pasted a lot on the fence, the wall of the well, and a few flowers in the chicken coop—although they were quickly pecked to pieces by the roosters and hens.In the end, there was one left, she looked left and right, and stuck it on the forehead of Zhui Fengju.

After pasting the window grilles, Grandma Li chose a pair of couplets from a yellowing booklet, and Jing Yingrong wrote them on three cut pieces of red paper, two long and one short, and pasted them on both sides of the gate.

After posting all the red papers, there were still a lot of red papers left. After obtaining the consent of Grandma Li, Jing Yingrong put all the red papers into the ring.

At night, Jing Yingrong returned to the room.Yun Luo still covered the mirror, and the plush little wolf was placed on the bed by her, occupying more than half of the entire bed.

She sat in front of the mirror, took out the red paper and scissors, and started cutting paper again.

The pieces of paper fell like red snow, and strange patterns were born in her hands.

Jijie Pen said: "Is this a trick you came up with?"

Jing Yingrong: "Hmm. Is it good-looking?"

Jijie Pen smiled softly, with a hint of distress: "I can't say whether it looks good or not. I just think it's a bit weird, but it's pleasing to the eye and comfortable."

Jing Yingrong: "Pleasing to the eye? Comfortable?"

Jijie Pen: "Well, it feels a bit like the pearl jewelry you made before—I mean the style you came up with yourself, but this time the feeling is more obvious."

Jing Yingrong remained silent.

Jijie Pen: "Why do I feel that you seem a little happy and a little tangled?"

Jing Yingrong blinked: "I figured out a little bit, but there are still many things I don't understand."

Jijie Pen: "Will you be troubled?"

"No, I have a lot of time to think slowly."

Jing Yingrong disposed of a pile of things on the table, patted the Chunhua lantern, and lay down under the quilt after the light went out, hugging one of the plush little wolf's front paws.

"Sleep first."

"... Where did you fall asleep..."

……

Yingyu Island, the third floor of Library Pavilion.

Luo Qi stood under an unnamed painting, concentrating on the jade slip in his hand, when someone said suddenly: "Junior Sister, are you the on-duty disciple here? Help me find information."

Luo Qi raised his head and said, "Senior Sister Yu, what information do you need?"

Standing in front of her was Yu Xian.Her neck was covered with red marks, and she yawned lazily, her eyes kept glancing at a handsome male student on the other side.

Yu Xian said: "Wuyahai, I want all the information related to Wuyahai."

Luo Qi nodded: "Okay."

She started to go downstairs, from the first floor to the second floor to the third floor and even higher floors, accurately and quickly pulled out jade slips from various places.

Yu Xian didn't pay attention to Luo Qi's actions.She stayed where she was, looked up at the painting on the wall, then looked at the position where Luo Qi was standing just now, touched her chin, and a gleam flashed in her eyes.

"Senior sister, the information you want." Luo Qi's voice came from behind.

Yu Xian still stared at the painting without looking back, and asked, "Did someone tell you that staying in this position is good for your cultivation?"

After a moment of silence, Luo Qi replied, "Yes, but I won't say who she is."

"Come on, tell me quietly, in exchange, I'll tell you who painted this painting, how about it?"

Rocky: "I don't need to know."

Yu Xian shrugged and sighed: "All right."

Immediately afterwards, she changed the subject: "You are moving very quickly, it seems that you are quite familiar with the content and location of the information here, oh, not bad, no—"

As she spoke, she turned around, and when she saw the hill of jade slips in front of her, her words stopped abruptly.

"No way, so many?!"

(End of this chapter)