Drunken Crane Immortal

Chapter 39

Hua Zhaoshui was sent to the study room to read, but he didn't like reading books at all, and started to make trouble after flipping through them, throwing neatly arranged books everywhere, and the stupid wooden puppet who killed him followed him all the way to pick them up .

He was also tired after the disaster for a while, so he found a place and sat down on the floor. The wooden puppet was still diligently cleaning up the mess, and slowly swayed to the side of the culprit. The wooden puppet stuck for a moment before walking away from him.

Hua Zhaoshui grabbed a copy, probed his head for a while, fanned himself with the book, and after fanning for a while, he flipped through it casually, looked down, and saw that "Practitioners should calm their minds and brighten their energy, and not be contaminated by the dust of the world." Ordinary notions, otherwise the practice will be completely ruined." A line of words.

As soon as he saw the words "practice is ruined", he immediately became happy, his back straightened, and it was the first time he was so old that he read carefully word by word.

After the research is clear, Hua Zhaoshui nodded thoughtfully, tore a piece of paper casually, pinched the brush, and began to write line by line, while writing, she still muttered something, picked it up after writing, checked it carefully, and blown it carefully After drying the ink, I looked around, folded it and hid it in my arms.

As soon as he stood up, he bumped into the wooden puppet. Hua Zhaoshui was taken aback. He patted the wooden puppet on the head and said in a low voice, "Don't tell me."

The wooden puppet didn't even move its eyeballs, and brushed past him indifferently and continued to clean up the new mess it had made.

Hua Zhaoshui ran out, searched around but didn't see Sheng Jianwei's shadow, couldn't help touching the piece of paper in his arms, a little puzzled, he turned to look at the sheep again, and fed the sheep casually, A little absent-minded.

He was full of his own little Jiujiu, and suddenly his head was hit by something, and when he looked up, he found that the person he couldn't find was sitting on a peach tree beside him reading a book.

Before Hua Zhaoshui could speak, he was hit by an apricot in his hand again.

Hua Zhaoshui stood up and hid in the distance, shouting at him: "What are you doing sitting there?"

"You were looking for me just now?" The man on the tree closed his book and looked down at him with his head half propped up.

Hua Zhao said nonsense without changing his face: "I thought you went out by yourself and didn't take me with you."

"Why should I take you?" Sheng Jianwei had already stood in front of him while speaking, looked him up a few times, and said, "Why are you thinking so badly?"

"I'm already very honest, why are you still slandering people?" Hua Zhaoshui curled her lips, recalling the contents of her note, stretched out her hand to hook his finger tentatively, and said, "Didn't you say Did you take me out to play when I was obedient? Why are you still talking? "

Sheng Jian glanced down at his hand slightly, a little surprised, pulled it back with all his strength, and said, "I see that you have a bad stomach, and you have nothing to do to fix my wooden puppet, even if you make up for it."

After saying this, Sheng Jianwei left, leaving Hua Zhaoshui to look at his hands in confusion, and said to himself, can't holding hands count as intimate contact?

He thought about it again, he had sat on Sheng Jianwei's arm in the beginning, so it didn't seem to count.

Hua Zhaoshui thought about it and sighed, thinking that it was really troublesome, so he had to try another way.

When Hua Zhaoshui tried to make physical contact for the eighth time, and even started to touch his earlobe, Sheng Jianwei couldn't bear it anymore, and threw him out of the room by the back of his collar.

Hua Zhaoshui sat on the grass outside and huddled together with a few lambs to bask in the sun. She was a little puzzled, so she took out the piece of paper she was carrying in her arms and leaned against the wooden fence from beginning to end. After reading it carefully again, he said to himself: "Is this true? Touching hands and hugging shouldn't count as intimate contact, and even touching his neck...even if it's a psychic technique that can make him It's okay to be out of order for a while, then you can walk out of the forest full of poisonous miasma..."

He carefully read the various methods he carefully recorded, and thought that there was nothing wrong with it, so he picked it up again, stood up and looked at the room where he had just been expelled from, feeling a little puzzled, thinking, no I just touched it a few times, so stingy, and threw people out.

Hua Zhaoshui patted his clothes, and he was full of energy again, ready to continue to try the wizard, but before he knocked on the door, Sheng Jianwei came out first, and patted him before he could say anything He said: "I see that you are really idle and crazy. I will take you out to play tomorrow. You'd better be honest, otherwise I will throw you in the poisonous miasma forest and bring you back when you are half dead."

Hua Zhaoshui was clutching her forehead and howling, but when she heard this, the pain stopped immediately, and she said pleasantly, "Really? Then where shall we go to play?"

Sheng Jian glanced at him slightly: "You will know when the time comes."

Hua Zhaoshui cheered, pulled his sleeve again, and said, "You're still a good person!"

"Don't bother me less, you can keep this illusion for a few more days." Sheng Jianwei pulled his sleeve back from his fingers without changing his face, and said, "It's okay, don't cling to me."

Hua Zhaoshui saw him turn around and leave, followed him again, and said, "Why? You are the only one here besides me, and your bastards don't know how to chat. If I don't look for you, I will be bored to death."

Sheng Jian ignored him, and was about to close the door when he entered the house, Hua Zhaoshui insisted on following, trying to squeeze in through the crack of the door, and said, "Is there something you want to see that I can't know?"

"It's a miscellaneous book bought at the bookstall in your village. Do you want to read it too? There are many books in the study."

"No, no, I don't want to read," Hua Zhaoshui smiled at him, then continued to squeeze in, saying, "I won't bother you anymore, I swear! Can I read with you?"

Sheng Jianwei also smiled at him and said, "How do you get in here? I can't even open the door."

When Hua Zhaoshui heard that there was something interesting, he happily moved away half a step. As soon as he got up from the door, Sheng Jianwei immediately closed the door with a snap, and from the sound, it was even locked.

Hua Zhaoshui was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had been cheated. She slapped the door outside and yelled, "How can you still lie to a child at a very old age! I told you not to bother you, why are you so stingy!"

Let him shout, the people inside didn't respond, and the wooden puppet chopping firewood appeared behind him after a while, and carried him away from the door with the strength of his arms that had been chopping firewood for many years.

Hua Zhaoshui sat on the edge of the pond with a resentful expression on her face, picked up a stone and splashed it a few times on the water, scaring away the swans who were grooming.

"Stingy ghost," Hua Zhaoshui murmured to herself for a while, then looked back and muttered, "Don't come out if you're capable, I'll starve you to death."

He sat there for a while, really bored, walked around the room, and finally found an unlocked window, he didn't think much about it, and hurriedly opened the window before the people inside responded. Just flipped in.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into the impatient Sheng Jianwei face to face - no wonder it was unlocked, the window was facing Sheng Jianwei's desk.

Sitting on someone's desk, Hua Zhaoshui was a little embarrassed, and after a long time she squeezed out a smile and said, "Good...what a coincidence."