Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 228 Why don't you be a Taoist priest?

And... added two formations...

The young man's chest was blocked for no reason, and he now understands that as long as the little girl is in a bad mood and intends to torment him, he will never even think about turning over into Fu Lanxuan's yard in his life.

Even if she taught him how to decipher the formation in her courtyard, it would be useless to tie a bell on the roof. When he was happy, he could change the formation and double it at any time. Not to mention trying to knock on the window. Neither could be found.

Come on, he'd better just squat on his roof and blow his cold wind from now on.

Mo Junli's expression was particularly desolate and desolate. He tilted his head and stared at the little girl for a long time. He wanted to look like he was about to cry, but unexpectedly he held back for a long time, and no water came out of his eye sockets. , simply give up directly.

"Master Guoshi, why did you provoke you today?" What did he do wrong that she asked her to find a way to torment him like this!

What "boring" is, he can see clearly, this girl is clearly doing it on purpose!
She just wanted to see him blowing the cold wind and squatting on the roof to count the tiles, so she was whining on purpose!

The young man pursed his mouth and complained silently, while Mu Xici frowned, and sneered: "Who told you to keep writing such small words on the note."

"How many times have I told you before? Write less useless nonsense, or put two more notes in larger characters—the characters are written like ants, who do you want to blind!"

"I would like to stuff two more sheets. It's not that the bamboo tube is too small to fit." Mo Junli smelled it, and his eyes flickered, "Besides, how could it be considered nonsense."

Where does he write a lot of nonsense?
It's just that I can't help but tell the little girl a few more interesting stories about the court and the field, and the prince's mansion - this is definitely not nonsense.

"Isn't that useless enough?" Mu Xici frowned, and counted the pile of things he wrote on it with his fingers, "Why did you recruit a few stunned youths in Guanfeng Pavilion, and which adult's first room will you be in?" My concubine gave birth to another son..."

"Dongji Tailor Shop has a few pieces of thin streamer yarn, and CIMC Roast Chicken Shop has begun to sell Roast Goose. What's more, you even fell in love with someone's big yellow dog who is your doorkeeper. Little bitch|dog is written on it!"

"Mo Junli, can you be more sober?" The little girl said more and more, and finally she couldn't help poking his forehead with her tiptoe, and said with hatred, "You are a prince, not a long tongue who can't get out of the deep palace. woman!"

She guessed that those gossiping women were not as scary as him——Da Huang took a fancy to the little white dog raised by Old Wang next door?
What the hell is this? Is the prince Qianping so free?
Doesn't he have to be asked to do his homework by the gentlemen?

If I remember correctly, this old guy has passed the New Year this year, and his body is only fifteen years old. Isn't this old enough to stop listening to lectures by great Confucians?
"Hey, didn't I tell you this because I thought it was fun." The young man rubbed his forehead and muttered in a low voice, "Otherwise, I would just write about business and finish it without two words. I always feel uncomfortable with such business."

Business is for subordinates, but the little national teacher is not his subordinate, and he is not the emperor on the golden throne now, why does he have to put on a business-like attitude with her in everything?

What's more, even if one day he really becomes the emperor again, he doesn't want to talk about monarchs and ministers with her.

She is different from Yan Chuan and the others. When he didn't know that she was also a reborn person, he raised the little girl as his daughter.

As for now... Mo Junli's eyes can't help but drift away, well, he still subconsciously raises her as a daughter.

Hiss~ This must not be known by the little girl, otherwise his little life will definitely be ruined.

It's all because the ten-year-old's body is so deceptive. When he looks at this little girl who has just grown to the top of her chest, he can't hold back his heart full of kindness (bushi).

"Then write the business first, and then write the other things." Mu Xici's face was sullen, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of hatred for iron and steel, "Did you hear that? Put the nonsense at the back and write the business first, you know I'll see you How troublesome is a note?"

She looked at the slender and tall one in front of her, and felt that she looked very much like an old woman who thought she was worrying about hard work. She was really curious how this unlucky bastard managed to rule the world in his previous life, could it be because of coquettishness?

Brutely breaking the enemy's leg?

Damn it, I really want to pry open the cover of his sky and pour out the water in his brain.

The little girl was so angry that her face swelled up, and her eyes looking at the boy's head became more and more dangerous. Mo Junli was frightened by her look, then took a half step back, and took out the scabbard in his sleeve.

He gritted his teeth, and offered the steel scabbard covered in runes with both hands swiftly: "Remember, in the future, we must talk about the business first and then talk about the fun--Master of the State Teacher, here, the scabbard you want. "

The anger in Mu Xici's heart suddenly vented completely.

"Hmm... the efficiency of your subordinates is quite high." The little girl took the scabbard, lowered her head and looked carefully at the delicate and complicated runes on it, which seemed to be used to suppress Xin Jin's evil spirit, but they were not at all. Don't be careless.

The dagger has been in the tomb of the evil cave for a thousand years, and it was probably stained with blood before it went down. Destroy the feng shui of a country's capital city.

It must be done with caution.

Master Mu held his breath and raised his eyebrows, slowly rubbing the protruding lines on Sheath's body under the starlight. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her eyes to soothe the brows: "Not bad, there's nothing wrong."

"One or two small things are not very accurate. I will sharpen it with a file after I go back." The little girl rolled her eyes. She was really overjoyed that the scabbard could do this.

After all, blacksmiths may not have practiced Xuanmen Yishu, and it is extremely difficult to cast the strokes of the talismans. She thought that [-]% of the runes could be cast with [-]% or [-]% accuracy, which was the upper limit. become.

The remaining burr is not a problem. She considered the [-]% probability of waste thread that day, and deliberately drew two more symbols—even if she didn't pay attention to the small error, she could still hold the knife In evil spirit.

"It's good that nothing goes wrong," Mo Junli was a little smug, "It's not in vain that I have carved such a model against that pile of wood for so long."

Mu Xici suddenly frowned upon hearing this: "You made this scabbard?"

Co-author of this old guy or a blacksmith?
"No, how can I have that ability? I only carved the runes of the wooden mold for casting and turning the mold. I'm afraid that the craftsmen were not careful enough and missed the lines." The boy rubbed his hands, "At first I thought it would be very difficult. Difficult, I didn’t expect it to be possible.”

And the more he carved it, the better it became. In the end, after he finished carving the whole model, he was still a little unsatisfied, and wanted to carve another one.

"Hey, so you are quite talented." The little girl flipped the scabbard and teased casually, "If you don't want to be a prince by tomorrow, it would be nice to become a Taoist monk."

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(End of this chapter)