This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 119 Getting what you want

The room is dimly lit.

When Luo Zijun walked in, he immediately discovered something was wrong.

The window is closed.

The bed was replaced with new bedding and a strange white cloth.

There were even a few small flowers pinned on the curtains.

The little maidservant put on a new dress and new embroidered shoes, dressed up beautifully. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a smile on her lips.

There were two girlish blushes on her little face, and her eyes were full of sparkling anticipation.

Luo Zijun suddenly remembered something.

"Well, Xiaohuan, tonight I..."

"It's okay, sir. You can snore and I will play with myself. I won't bother you. Come on, get on the bed."

The little girl still had a smile on her face, not looking discouraged or disappointed at all.

On the contrary, he seemed even more motivated.

Luo Zijun: “…”

Why do I suddenly feel a little scared?

"cough……"

She's just a little girl, what is he afraid of?

Do you really think that just by reading a few small books, you can become experienced and invincible?
Luo Zijun walked over, took off his shoes and clothes and got on the bed.

The little girl smiled, took off her embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of small and cute girlish feet that could just be held in one hand. Then she got on the bed, knelt there, and untied the curtains.

The curtains slowly slid down, covering the two people inside.

The light was dim and the air was filled with incense.

The shadows of the two people were reflected on the curtains, sitting opposite each other, motionless.

"Pfft..."

The little girl couldn't help laughing suddenly, and said in a crisp voice: "Master, are you so afraid of this servant?"

"Haha, what should I be afraid of? If there's anyone to be afraid of, it should be you."

"But sir, why are you wrapping yourself so tightly in the quilt? And you haven't even taken off your pants."

"You didn't take it off either."

"Sir, won't you help me take it off? Well then, I'll take it off myself."

On the curtain, a petite and slender figure bent down.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, sir. I will be very gentle..."

The petite and slender figure finished her words with a sweet smile, then raised her hand and took off the hairpin and hair accessories on her head. Her black hair suddenly fell down, and she combed it together and placed it diagonally on her right chest.

Then she raised her hand and untied the red rope behind her neck.

Luo Zijun quickly said, "Don't solve it."

"No, I will untie you! Sir, hurry up and do your best. Don't worry about me. I don't need you to move."

"Well, what I mean is, I will... I will solve..."

"Sir, do you like to untie it yourself?"

"Ah."

"..."

outside the window.

A bright moon quietly climbed up to the branches, as if it was peeking at something through the cracks in the window.

The wind blew past the windowsill and seemed to linger for a moment out of curiosity.

In no time.

The timid voice of the little girl came from the curtain: "Master, I...I am afraid..."

The little girl who was so arrogant just now and felt that she could control everything, has now become humble, weak and powerless.

Then soon, her whimpering voice begging for mercy was heard from behind the curtain.

That night, she finally understood something.

What we imagine and what is real may not be the same.

Someone who looks very strong at first may actually be very weak; and someone who looks very weak at first may actually be terrifyingly strong.

She is really weak, and the young master is really strong.

"Woo——"

There was wind blowing outside the window, whimpering, like a plaintive piece of music played on a flute, which lasted until the second half of the night.

One night passed quietly.

The next day.

The sky is bright.

When Luo Zijun got up refreshed and went to the backyard to practice, the little girl was still lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, sleeping soundly. There were still traces of tears in the corners of her eyes, but there was a satisfied smile on her lips.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

In the backyard.

The wind was whistling, the fist shadows were getting faster and faster, and the figures were getting faster and faster.

Last night's lovemaking did not make him feel tired. Instead, the heat that had been accumulating in his body for many days suddenly dissipated, and he felt much more comfortable.

The Kaishan Fist is thrown faster and faster, and more and more fiercely.

The power contained therein poured out like a raging flood.

The sun soon rose.

The darkness of night was dispelled, and brilliant light fell upon the world.

After a night of deep sleep, a person's spirit is suddenly refreshed and exudes vitality again.

When Xiaohuan woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Looking at the messy sheets and quilts, looking at the plum blossoms on the white cloth, thinking about the scenes of last night, the little girl felt shy, happy, sweet, blessed and satisfied.

Of course, I felt so ashamed.

She thought she knew everything after reading so many books, and she wanted the young master to beg for mercy, but who knew that at the beginning, she was the one begging for mercy...

"Hey..."

Thinking about the love and affection of last night and the tenderness of the young master, she suddenly covered her hot little face, crawled into the quilt, twisted her body shyly and happily, and whimpered.

After a while.

She suddenly threw back the quilt and stood up: "Oh, hurry up and wash the clothes and quilt. I can't let the young master despise me for being lazy."

She quickly got dressed and got up.

"boom!"

backyard.

Luo Zijun punched the wooden stake he had erected, and the stake instantly broke into pieces.

When he was sweating all over, he took off his shirt.

The firm and tight skin shines with an enchanting luster under the sun; the muscles that constantly tighten and release their strength and the flat skin form a beautiful line drawing.

Sweat kept overflowing and sliding down in the sun.

Repeating over and over again.

When Xiaohuan finished washing the clothes and came to the backyard, when she saw this scene, her face turned red, her heart beat faster, and she thought to herself: No wonder the young master is so...powerful.

In the evening.

While Luo Zijun was taking the medicinal bath, he recalled his practice during the day and always felt that something was missing.

Soon, he realized that he needed practical training.

When he went to the military attaché, Senior Brother Yang also told him that if he wanted to make faster progress and have stronger strength, he had to go through actual combat training. Only when he often faced crises and dangerous battles could he unleash his potential and temper his body faster and more thoroughly, so that he could practice faster in the future.

Judging from the last battle in the woods below the academy, he really needs practical experience.

"Let's go to that warrior shop tomorrow."

He suddenly thought of the wooden sign that the shop owner gave him when he went to buy medicinal herbs last time. With that sign, he could join the team that went out of the city to hunt monsters for free.

It’s definitely not okay to always practice alone in the mansion.

Since you have embarked on the path of martial arts and since you want to become stronger quickly, then you have to take some risks.

You can’t build a good car by working in isolation.

I didn't go out today.

After the medicinal bath, he practiced the Fiery Finger in the backyard for a while.

At 9 o'clock, he finished his practice and returned to his room.

The little girl looked very honest tonight. When she saw him enter the room, she quickly hid under the quilt, wrapped herself tightly with the quilt, and even had a look of fear in her eyes.

Luo Zijun was amused and threatened her deliberately: "Xiao Huan, let's continue tonight. Last night was your first time, and I felt sorry for you and didn't have enough fun. Let's have fun tonight, and I want to play with you a few more times."

When the little girl heard this, she was immediately frightened: "Master, no... no, I'm sleepy..."

Luo Zijun said: "It's okay, just keep snoring, I will play by myself."

Little girl: "..."

Luo Zijun looked at the little expression on her face and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Huan then realized that he was deliberately trying to scare her. She snorted, pouted her lips and said, "Sir, don't be so complacent. When I'm no longer in pain, I'll make you pay. Hehehe!"

Luo Zijun took off his clothes and got on the bed, pulling down the curtains, and said, "I'll be waiting, so don't beg for mercy when the time comes."

The little girl thought of her embarrassing performance last night and immediately uttered a "嘤" sound. She shyly crawled under the quilt and hid herself.

Luo Zijun smiled and got into bed, holding her small feet, and said, "Okay, go to sleep. I still have to practice tonight, so I don't have time to play with you."

Xiao Huan stuck her head out from under the quilt and said with admiration, "Sir, I saw you practicing in the backyard today. You are amazing."

Luo Zijun asked: "Is my fist big?"

"Big. Really big."

"Is it hard?"

"Hard, very hard."

"If a fist hits you, what do you think will happen?"

"I will... cry for a long time."

"You just cry?"

"It will still hurt, it will bleed, and I might even die. Sir, I will be very obedient in the future, can you please stop hitting me?"

"Hmph, let's see how you perform."

"Sir, I will definitely do my best. When I have rested, I will work hard and let you have a good rest."

"..."

The two chatted for a while, and then the little girl closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Outside the window, the night is getting darker.

Luo Zijun waited for a while before closing his eyes, preparing to leave his body.

At this moment, the bronze mirror suddenly received the message.

He took it out of the storage bag and took a look.

Sure enough, it was sent by the one called "Yaochi Fairy": [Can't sleep]

Luo Zijun directly replied: [Go away]

Since the person on the other side is a psychopath and I can't get anything out of her, there's no point in being polite to her. I won't waste my time with her anymore.

Just when I was about to ignore her, the message came back.

Yaochi Fairy: [I couldn’t sleep, so I took a selfie of a fairy sleeping. Does anyone want to see it?]

Luo Zijun was stunned. This bronze mirror can also take selfies?

So amazing?

Dongfang Junnan: [Send me the picture of a sleeping fairy, or I won’t believe you are a fairy]

Yaochi Fairy: [Oh]

Luo Zijun stared at the bronze mirror and waited for a long time. When he was about to ignore the other party, a picture was actually sent to him!
There was a piece of rice paper with a crooked drawing of a long-haired woman on it. The woman was painted extremely ugly, with a pointed face and a long mouth, like a monster. She was lying on a bed in a coquettish manner.

The bed was also painted horribly.

Is this the “Fairy Sleeping Picture”?
Oriental handsome man: [???]

The other party did not reply.

Luo Zijun cursed inwardly, put down the bronze mirror, closed his eyes, and began to dream.

After the first out-of-body experience, the second time today was much easier.

Be still and concentrate.

The soul flew out from the top of the head easily and floated onto the roof.

At this moment, I really felt like I was floating in the air.

He flew up and down, left and right in the house. When he became proficient in the movement, he flew through the wall and into the living room and several other rooms.

After flying for a while, he suddenly felt a little cold and hurried back to the room, ready to return to his senses.

With his current spiritual power, he couldn't leave his body for too long, unless he possessed another body. And if he wanted to cultivate and strengthen his spiritual power, he also needed to possess another body.

However, according to the book, if you want to possess another body, your soul must be at least ten times stronger than that body's soul in order to be successful.

The stronger the spirit, the easier it is to possess.

If the opponent's soul is more powerful, once your soul enters his body, you will be seriously injured at best, or even directly swallowed by the opponent.

"ten times……"

Luo Zijun thought secretly.

With his current spiritual strength, he can probably only possess some small animals. If the opponent's soul is slightly stronger, he will probably not succeed.

Just as he was thinking and preparing to return to his body, he suddenly heard a creaking sound coming from the beam of the roof.

Looking up, I saw a mouse with fluorescent eyes crawling on the beam, sniffing and moving its nose.

mouse?

His eyes suddenly lit up and he decided to try the little thing's body first.

"Whoosh-"

He floated straight up.

The little mouse seemed not to see him and continued to sniff and crawl forward on the beam.

Luo Zijun followed what was written in the book, condensed his entire soul into a ball, began to quickly accumulate strength, and then attacked as expected, pouncing directly on him.

"Get in!"

His soul suddenly turned into a black shadow and quickly drilled into the body of the little mouse.

The little mouse's crawling movement suddenly stopped and it stopped there.

At the same time, its pupils began to dilate.

The moment Luo Zijun entered, he found himself in a dark world, but he saw the blurry shadow of a rat in front of him at a glance.

He rushed up from behind and knocked it unconscious with one punch.

At the moment when the mouse shadow fainted, his vision and consciousness suddenly became clear.

At the same time, tiny silk threads densely stuck to his body, and the other end extended in all directions.

Each thread seems to be able to control something.

Luo Zijun opened his eyes and looked at the world in front of him.

This is his room, and everything around him is clearly visible.

On the bed below, his physical body was sitting there motionless.

Xiaohuan was sleeping soundly under the quilt.

He has now turned into a mouse, or rather, he is now controlling the body of a mouse.

With a thought, he began to crawl forward.

At first he was very careful, for fear of falling from the beam. After climbing a few steps, he found it was very simple and easy, just like walking on flat ground.

He quickened his pace, climbed steadily over the beams, and entered the hole in the wall.

"Squeak..."

He tried to shout and found that he could control it easily.

I jump!

He suddenly jumped up.

I roll!
He suddenly rolled over in the cave.

I bite!

He immediately opened his mouth, revealing his sharp rat teeth, and started biting the air next to him.

Wow, that looks pretty good.

He played with the mouse's body for a while, moved forward along the hole, and then climbed down from the corner of the wall.

He decided to go out and have a look.

Now that he was protected by the mouse's warm body, he was no longer afraid even if there was a strong wind or thunder and lightning outside.

"Whoosh!"

He crawled out of the cave and came to the courtyard outside.

A silver moon hangs in the night sky.

The night breeze blew, bringing with it the hot breath of summer, and the sound of frogs began to be heard.

In the Anguo Mansion, there is a large lake, many ponds, gardens and small animals, which makes it look like a pastoral landscape.

Luo Zijun enjoyed the night atmosphere and scenery in the corridor for a while, and then continued to crawl towards the courtyard.

Possessing a living being, feeling the various night sceneries, and experiencing the wind and rain at night, this is the cultivation of the soul.

Of course, the initial practice is relatively simple. Just running around and taking a turn at night is enough.

As you practice further, it will naturally become more difficult.

Now is the night tour of possession, the next level is the day tour of possession.

Only through constant training in these two stages can one strengthen the soul and then enter the realm of controlling objects.

Controlling objects with the mind and spirit is the beginning of having combat power.

"Squeak..."

As he was walking in the yard and thinking about something, the cry of another mouse suddenly came from the grass next to him.

Then, a small mouse crawled out from the grass, raised its head, looked at him, and chirped at him.

Luo Zijun actually understood what the other party meant at once: "Hey, do you want to come over and do it with me?"

The mouse started to scream and lift up its butt, spinning around in circles, shaking its head and looking coquettish.

"Squeak..."

"Come on, come on..."

Seeing him standing there in a daze, the mouse barked a few more times, then actually ran towards him on its own initiative, sniffing at his butt and squeaking anxiously.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

The little mouse urged him hastily and couldn't help licking him.

Luo Zijun suddenly kicked its hind legs and kicked it on the nose, making it squeak. Then he turned around abruptly and knocked it away with a whoosh.

"Damn it! Even if I become a mouse, will I still be coveted and coveted by these female mice?"

Luo Zijun was filled with rage and he jumped up again, pounced on the mouse, and instantly turned into a Kung Fu mouse, punching and kicking the little mouse on the ground.

The opponent was beaten so hard that he squeaked for mercy, looking confused and doubtful about his life.

She was so beautiful that other male mice would fawn on her and try to show off themselves when they met her, hoping to win her favor and let her mate with them. But today, she took the initiative to ask this guy to mate with her, and it would have been fine if he was not flattered and grateful, but he suddenly started to beat her up!

Damn it! Where is the law of our rat world? Where is justice?

"Squeak..."

"Brother, stop hitting me. I was wrong. I will never mate with you again..."

While beating him, Luo Zijun squeaked in response: "Call me grandpa!"

Little mouse: "Grandpa, stop hitting me. I was wrong. Woo woo ...

Luo Zijun punched her several times, causing her nose to bleed and her face to be swollen. Then he let her go, his eyes wide open as he said, "If you dare to have improper thoughts about me again, I will beat you to death!"

"Grandpa, I won't dare to do that again..."

The little mouse cried and begged for mercy, then got up and ran away, into the grass, into a cave, and disappeared.

Before going into the cave, she turned around and cursed, "You stinky pervert, don't even think about getting a female mouse to mate with you in the future!"

After some activities, Luo Zijun felt refreshed and became more proficient in controlling this body.

He ran in the courtyard for a while, then slipped out through the crack in the door, ready to take a look at other places in the mansion from the perspective of a mouse.

Unexpectedly, he had just walked a few steps out of the door when he suddenly felt a creepy chill.

When I looked up, I was immediately scared out of my wits.

On the courtyard wall in front, a small cat with snow-white fur was squatting silently, its amber eyes staring at him coldly.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, the white cat suddenly jumped off the wall like lightning and rushed towards him!

The fear of cats was not only deeply engraved in the mouse's bones, but also transmitted to Luo Zijun's soul through the mouse's body.

At this moment, Luo Zijun was almost frightened to death.

He hurriedly turned around and ran back the way he came, his body trembling and his limbs weak.

"Shh!"

Fortunately, he had just gone out a short distance, and the moment the white cat pounced on him, it had already slipped in through the crack in the door.

The white cat stopped outside the door, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly jumped over and onto the wall.

Luo Zijun didn't dare to stay any longer. After entering the courtyard, he fled to the corridor as fast as he could, then crawled into the cave he came out of and quickly returned to the room.

At this time, the white cat had jumped into the yard and was staring at the window of the room with cold eyes.

"call……"

"call……"

Back in the room, Luo Zijun was still trembling all over, terrified.

He did not dare to hesitate, and immediately flew out of the mouse's body, flew back to his own body, and his soul returned to his mind.

The moment his soul returned to his body, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

The warmth and intimacy of the flesh envelopes me.

He finally stopped shaking and felt a familiar sense of security.

terrible……

Looking at the stupid mouse lying on the ground, he still felt a lingering fear.

I didn't expect that practicing by possessing a living being would be so dangerous. I was almost swallowed by the cat.

I don’t know if my soul will have enough time to escape if I am really swallowed by the other party.

It seems that in the future, I still have to choose slightly stronger creatures, at least they are not as dangerous as just now.

If you think about it, cats are probably safer.

It can jump, hop and climb trees very quickly. If it encounters danger, it will just run away.

Moreover, cats should have relatively few natural enemies in this city.

Unlike mice, everyone wants to kill them, and even dogs want to chase them and bite them.

After thinking for a while, he decided to try possessing the cat tomorrow night.

If he could successfully possess the body, he would use the cat's body to hone his spirit during this period of time.

Think of this.

He got out of bed, went over, opened the window, and looked at the courtyard outside.

The little white cat has left.

However, the palpitation from being suddenly attacked and chased by the opponent just now is still there.

The mouse that was possessed by him just now has come to its senses, crawled into the cave and disappeared.

But soon, in a cave under the courtyard outside, where he couldn't see, the mouse was suddenly besieged and bitten by two female mice.

One of the little mice was the female mouse that had been beaten up by Luo Zijun before.

at the same time.

The little white cat that had just chased the mouse jumped out of the courtyard wall and strolled alone and leisurely in the mansion under the moonlight. Its posture looked quite elegant, as if a queen was touring the world.

Soon, it came to a small courtyard.

In the courtyard, a window suddenly opened, and a young girl's complaining voice came from inside: "Where have you been? Come in and sleep with me! Remember to wash your feet."

The little white cat looked at her and seemed to understand what she said. It jumped into the basin and washed its feet gracefully.

"Squeak..."

The door opens.

A pretty girl in a pink dress ran out of the house, her skirt fluttering like a beautiful butterfly, and flew in front of the little white cat.

"Baibai and Qingqing are both asleep, and the young lady is out, so you are the only one left to accompany me."

The girl picked up the little white cat, kissed it on the head, then took it back to the room and got under the quilt.

"Be quiet, little paws! Don't touch my breasts. My breasts are so swollen and painful lately. They must be growing bigger. By then, I will definitely catch up with Qingqing."

The girl giggled, hugged the little white cat and closed her eyes.

Outside the window, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The next day.

After Luo Zijun got up, he went to the backyard to practice for a while.

After the sun rose, he had breakfast, said goodbye to Xiaohuan, and went out.

In the alley, he changed into a set of martial arts clothes, put on a hat and mask to cover his face, and continued to walk forward.

After wandering around the nearby streets and alleys and making sure that no one was following him, he turned into the warrior shop.

When the shop owner saw him dressed like this, he didn't have any other reaction.

I should have seen it quite a lot in normal times.

Many warriors who come to a store to buy things don't want to be seen by others, for fear that someone might covet their money and medicinal herbs, or infer their progress in cultivation, or what kind of skills they are practicing, based on the herbs they buy.

Most warriors have enemies, so many things naturally have to be kept secret.

Luo Zijun entered the shop and without beating around the bush, he directly took out the wooden sign that the shop owner had given him last time, handed it over, and said, "Boss, I want to follow the team out of the city to hunt."

The shop owner took the wooden sign, looked through it carefully, and said with a smile: "There are no vacancies in the next two days. If you are willing to wait, there will be vacancies after seven days. I can help you register in advance."

"Seven days later?"

Luo Zijun calculated the time and found that it was not class time, so there should be nothing else to do that day.

"Okay, then seven days later."

The shop owner nodded, took out a book and asked, "What's your name?"

When Luo Zijun was hesitating, the shop owner smiled and said, "Just say one and register it. Then you will have a nickname to call you. You don't have to say your real name."

Luo Zijun finally felt relieved, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Dongfang handsome man."

Shop owner: "..."

Registered quickly.

Luo Zijun took back the wooden sign, left the shop, and agreed to come back in seven days.

Walking through the streets.

He took off the mask and hat in the alley, put on a Confucian robe, and then turned into Chujian Bookstore.

"Mr. Luo, the young lady is reading a book upstairs."

When Xiao Lan saw him come in, she greeted him in a crisp voice.

Naturally, this sound could also be heard upstairs.

Bi'er's voice came from upstairs immediately: "Didn't Mr. Luo bring any other girls here today?"

Luo Zijun replied: "Yes, I brought three today."

Bi'er said, "Humph, then I won't let you go upstairs!"

Luo Zijun went upstairs directly and said, "Your young lady hasn't said anything yet, but you are the only one who talks too much."

Bi'er pouted and said, "My lady is embarrassed to say it, for fear of offending Mr. Luo, but I am not afraid."

The girl was wiping the bookshelf with a rag. When she saw him coming up, she snorted.

Luo Zijun walked over and rubbed her head, then suddenly pushed her to the ground and said, "Let you talk too much."

Bi'er immediately got up from the ground, covered her head and said angrily: "Mr. Luo is so rude and mean, not like a gentle and refined scholar, humph!"

Luo Zijun replied: "You are also very fierce and have a bad temper. You don't seem like a well-behaved and honest little maid."

Bi'er chuckled and said, "Who said that little maids have to be obedient and honest? My young lady is too obedient and honest. If I were even more obedient and honest, wouldn't everyone be able to bully us?"

Luo Zijun said: "Who said that scholars have to be gentle and refined? If they were all like that, wouldn't they always be bullied by some fierce little maids?"

Bi'er laughed again: "Mr. Luo slandered others, so I dare not bully you. If you get angry, my lady will not want me."

Liu Chujian stood up from the table and watched the two people bickering with a smile on his face, his eyes full of tenderness and the shadow of someone.

"Talk less and do more. If you are lazy, your mistress will sell you out."

Luo Zijun rubbed the little girl's head again, threatened her, and went to the table.

Bi'er touched her head and pouted, "My lady would never sell anyone out. Only you would be so mean."

Luo Zijun walked to the table, looked at the smiling girl in front of him, and deliberately said: "Miss Liu, why don't you sell Bi'er to me? You name a price."

Liu Chujian smiled and said, "Okay, what price do you want, Mr. Luo? Bi'er is so cute, if it's too cheap, I won't sell it to you."

Luo Zijun said, "One tael of silver, I'll buy her back and beat her up every day until she's convinced, then I'll sell her to someone else."

"Humph! You can only sell it for one or two taels of silver!"

The little maid snorted, not afraid of him, and continued to wipe the bookshelf.

Liu Chujian smiled and said, "If Master Luo really likes her, you don't have to pay for it. I can give it to you for free. As long as you don't hit her and treat her well, that's all."

Luo Zijun said: "No, I bought her because I wanted to beat her every day. If I can't beat her, what's the point of having her?"

Bi'er pouted behind the bookshelf and ignored the bad guy.

Liu Chujian smiled and stopped joking. He picked up a new book from the desk, handed it to him, and said, "Sir, take a look. The A Chinese Ghost Story you wrote has been published."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun quickly took it and looked down at it.

The cover is black, a pitch-black night, an ancient forest, a full moon hanging in the night sky, and then the shadow of a woman with her back to the camera, whose face cannot be seen clearly.

The sense of atmosphere is there.

He opened the first page and looked at it carefully.

“Looks good…”

he commented.

Liu Chujian smiled and said softly, "I have checked the words one by one. There are no typos and the layout is correct. I even drew pictures on the back of some pages to match the plot."

Hearing this, Luo Zijun looked up at her, then continued to look through the pages.

Sure enough, on the back of many pages, there is an illustration. With just a few strokes, the atmosphere and characters of the story are outlined, and the painting skills look quite exquisite.

Luo Zijun raised his head, looked at the girl in front of him and asked, "Did you draw all of these?"

Liu Chujian nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "What do you think, sir?"

She looked at him with sparkling eyes and a smile on her lips, as if waiting for his praise.

Luo Zijun suddenly shook his head and sighed.

The smile on the girl's face disappeared immediately, and a hint of uneasiness and nervousness immediately appeared in her eyes. She asked hurriedly: "Sir, is it... not suitable? I... I will ask them to delete it right away..."

Luo Zijun said: "It's not that it's not suitable, it's too suitable, it's too beautiful, it fits the storyline perfectly, it's perfect!"

Liu Chujian was stunned and asked, "Then, why did the young master shake his head and sigh just now?"

Luo Zijun said: "I just saw that Miss Chu Jian was so talented, she was good at everything, such as playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I suddenly felt ashamed of myself."

Liu Chujian suddenly laughed, then snorted softly and said, "Young Master just loves to tease people."

Her eyes were full of ripples, full of smiles, and her heart was filled with happiness.

Of course she was happy to receive his praise.

She can be happy for many, many days.

Luo Zijun continued to flip through the books, and as he read, he sighed, "I feel that even without these words written by me, these paintings drawn by Miss Chu Jian alone can be sold for a lot of money."

Liu Chujian smiled and said, "Young Master, there is no need to praise me like this. If it weren't for your stories, I wouldn't be able to draw these paintings."

Luo Zijun nodded and said, "That's right, green leaves go with red flowers, heroes go with beauties..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused and looked at the girl in front of him.

Two red clouds suddenly appeared on Liu Chujian's fair cheeks, but he looked at him with a smile and said, "Sir, are you a hero?"

Luo Zijun said without blushing: "Of course."

Liu Chujian asked with a smile: "What about that little girl? Is she a beauty?"

Luo Zijun nodded and said, "Of course, if the girl I first met is not a beauty, who else in the world would dare to be called a beauty?"

At this time, Bi'er suddenly said from a distance: "Where is Mr. Luo's childhood sweetheart? Is she a beauty?"

Luo Zijun lowered her head and flipped through the book, pointing to one of the illustrations and saying, "This one is even better, the characters are so lifelike with fluttering clothes, as if they are about to fly out of the book. This is my first time seeing your painting skills, and I am completely convinced."

Liu Chujian smiled and said nothing.

Luo Zijun quickly finished flipping through the pages, looked at the sky outside, and was about to say goodbye when Bier suddenly said, "Mr. Luo, I won't say anything more. When you come upstairs next time, I'll go downstairs. Can you stay with my young lady for a while longer?"

Having said that, she immediately went downstairs with a thump.

There was silence upstairs.

When Luo Zijun was about to speak, the girl in front of him said with a smile on her face: "If you have something to do, please go back first, and take this book with you. I still need to check the story you wrote last time."

"Ah."

Luo Zijun glanced at the book in his hand, then looked at her and said, "I have to go back to study, so I won't disturb you."

"Ah."

The girl responded softly.

Luo Zijun didn't linger any longer and turned towards the stairs.

The girl paused for a moment, followed him, and walked him downstairs and out of the store. She stood at the door for a while before returning.

Bi'er lowered her head and admitted her mistake: "Miss, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said such nonsense."

The girl didn't say anything and went upstairs quietly.

After a long silence upstairs, she sighed softly and murmured in a low voice: "How can I be qualified... to compare with her? She and he are childhood sweethearts, and I... am just a girl he met in the brothel... I will never be able to compare with her..."

After Luo Zijun went out, he walked for a distance and suddenly looked towards the street ahead.

Then he decisively turned right into the alley and took a detour!

If the senior sister saw him, she would definitely take him into the store again and tempt him in various ways, causing him to have wild thoughts and unable to calm down the whole day.

How can one practice cultivation in that case?
It’s better to hide away.

Let’s go and have a look in a few days when the time is right.

"Meow--"

When he walked into Anguo Mansion and headed towards Junzi Residence, he suddenly saw the little white cat he saw last night.

At this time, the little white cat was squatting on the courtyard wall in front, looking down at him with cold eyes. Its snow-white and soft fur and temperament made it look elegant and charming.

"Kitten, if you have the guts, don't run away tonight. I'll show you who's the boss!"

Luo Zijun looked at it for a few seconds and walked over.

The little white cat squatted on the courtyard wall, quietly watched his back as he walked away, and then jumped lightly down from the wall.

(End of this chapter)