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Chapter 800 'Scholarly Family'

As soon as Mrs. Fengyun left, Ma Feifei sighed softly, looked around, but still couldn't figure out what was going on inside, so he could only stare at the places where people were sitting on the tables in front, to see if they were what to do.

"Om~"

Suddenly, the lights in the entire hall dimmed. Ma Feifei subconsciously reminded him to be very vigilant. He widened his eyes and looked around, and found that with his own cultivation, he couldn't see his fingers!

"There is actually a mist formation!" Ma Feifei was a little surprised. This formation is actually not strong. A first-order formation mage can learn it, but the problem is that this formation will be upgraded as the level of the formation mage increases, and The formation that can make Ma Feifei lose sight of his fingers must have a higher level of cultivation than him.

"Whoo~"

At this time, a breeze blows, accompanied by a faint fragrance, the fragrance is a little strange, not the fragrance of flowers, not the fragrance of paper, but there is a hint of warmth in the fragrance.

"Body fragrance with warmth?" Ma Feifei was a little surprised. He actually smelled something that only existed in legends?
After about three breaths, the lights in the hall were turned on again. Ma Feifei looked towards the screen, and he was sure that the scent just now came from behind the screen.

"What does this mean?" Ma Feifei was really confused now, not quite understanding what the meaning was just now.

At this time, Ma Feifei noticed that the guests sitting on the table started to turn around and pick up the pen on the table to write something on the paper.

Of course not everyone writes, more than half of them have written, and the rest have nothing to do.

"Then should I write or not?" Ma Feifei stretched out his finger and bit it, squinting his eyes to observe those people's handwriting carefully, as if they were writing numbers?

"This is written like a..."

"That's two..."

"The other one is three..."

"The highest number seems to be three." Ma Feifei looked around and found that the characters they wrote were all one character, and the highest number was three.

"Then I'll write a nine, and suppress them!" Ma Feifei picked up a pen and wrote a nine on the paper.

As soon as Ma Feifei finished writing, maids poured out from all around, came to the table where they wrote the numbers and took away the paper.

Ma Feifei's side is also a very petite and lovely girl, with big eyes that are watery and watery. When she looked at Ma Feifei, she drooped down, as if she was a little shy.

"Oh my god! Why does it feel a little bit wrong?" The little girl is good-looking, but the atmosphere made Ma Feifei always feel that there seemed to be something wrong, and couldn't help but look around.

In the hall, the guests have not communicated with each other. They are sitting on their own stools to rest, and they don’t even make a sound when drinking tea. They are very qualified and quiet.

Ma Feifei looked at it for a while but didn't see any tricks, so he had to imitate the tea on the table and drink it.

"Horrrrrrrr~~"

"Shh~~"

"Crack~"

A set of tea-drinking movements is flowing, but the sound resounds throughout the hall, instantly attracting everyone's attention, but after seeing the sage's robe on Ma Feifei's body, they all showed slight shock on their faces, Then he turned his head back silently.

Obviously, they knew that Ma Feifei was a book writer from the clothes on Ma Feifei's body.

"What are you looking at me for? Drinking tea without making a sound is soulless." Ma Feifei pursed his lips and complained in a low voice.

Of course, it's a low voice, but who can't hear clearly in such a quiet situation, but they just sat there silently as if they didn't hear, without even turning their heads.

At this time, a graceful girl stepped out from behind the screen and came to the crowd. She first gave a blessing to the group of people at the table, and then said softly, "Guest No. [-] is welcome."

When everyone heard the words, they all turned their eyes to one place.

Ma Feifei was a little confused, why are everyone looking at me?number nine?Where did the number nine come from?
"Master Calligrapher, please!" Pingting girl walked to Ma Feifei with a smile on her face, and then made a gesture of please.

"Me?" Ma Feifei was still a little confused, but subconsciously stood up and walked behind the screen under the guidance of Pingting girl.

"What exactly does this mean?" Ma Feifei was full of doubts in his heart. After passing through the screen, there was a not-so-wide passage in front of him. Pingting girl led the way in front, and Ma Feifei followed behind. brought into a room.

Ma Feifei looked at the furnishings in the room, the pink long gown on the screen, and the stimulating and original fragrance from the incense burner. If you don't know what this place is for, you are really a fool.

"Then the question is, should I go now or not?" Ma Feifei stared behind the screen, there seemed to be a figure sitting in front of the bed, as if he could enjoy the warmth of a hibiscus tent as long as he passed by.

"Puff~Put~"

Ma Feifei's little heart was already a little excited, and it was beating faster without his control, which made him feel a little congested and even a little uncomfortable.

"How about I take a look at what it looks like first?" After all, Ma Feifei couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and sneaked around the screen to glance at the bed.

A long-haired woman in a red apron was kneeling on the ground with her head slightly lowered, motionless. Her thin shoulders were as smooth as jade, which made Ma Feifei's eyelids twitch.

"Forget it, let's go." Ma Feifei was still timid, and stepped out of the screen to open the door to go out. Suddenly, he frowned, put both hands on the latch, and listened quietly.

"Xun Shushi, this way please." Outside the door, Ma Feifei heard an extremely light voice. If Ma Feifei's own cultivation was not imprisoned by Yong'an City's imprisonment array, he might not have heard it.

"Xun Shushi, could it be that Xun Ling, the third-grade calligrapher?" Ma Feifei frowned and thought.

Suddenly, Ma Feifei's ears twitched again, and he felt someone walking behind him, the footsteps were very light, without any sound, and then his hands climbed up behind Ma Feifei, weak and boneless, and a faint fragrance followed. It's tangy.

Ma Feifei wrinkled his nose, the scent was a bit familiar, it seemed to be exactly the same as the one he smelled in the hall just now.

"Master Calligrapher, let's go to bed." A low-pitched voice sounded, the voice was crisp and weak, and it was very nice.

"Go away~"

Ma Feifei pushed the woman away and scolded in a low voice: "Don't make noise."

He is now attracted by the 'Xun Shushi' outside, so how could he be in the mood to take care of this so-called 'scholarly family' woman.

The woman was pushed to the ground by Ma Feifei and didn't get up, she just sat there with her legs curled up, her hands hugging her, her head on the ground, feeling aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)